Lyrics:
Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe
Just gonna drop this on one of them Moby beats
Here we go
C'mon
Put your hands in the air
Alright y'all
mind,
It's disgusting everyone
We don't care if you vanish in thin air!
Drop dead!
It's a dead drop
You're a dead loss
Drop dead
You should be
'Cause of the pressure of the air
The nitrogen comes and goes, gets you high
It's an alien atmosphere
They call it rapture of the deep, be you not
Pressure
Got that pressure
Easy Lo
Got that pressure, pressure
I got that pressure
Easy Lo, Easy
Easy Lo, Easy
Got that pressure
Got that pressure
Fakin AirDrop fakin AirDrop
Fakin AirDrop fakin
Fakin AirDrop fakin AirDrop
Fakin AirDrop
Jedu ve dne jedu v noci
Malá děvko zapni AirDrop
Pošlu ti
they drop
(Millions and millions)
Some burst in the air from all the heat and pressure
The anxiety of being conscious slime
(Millions and millions)
heart beats true
Neath Red, White and Blue
I don’t feel well
I don’t feel well
There’s some pressure in the air
Thunder, thunder make it rain
Drop Dead
Drop that long face!
C'mon have your fling
Why keep nursing the blues?
If you want this whole world on a swing,
Put on your dancing shoes,
Stop
Drop it, drop it low, girl
This is for Polow's bitches
For money making bitches
All my ladies, throw your hands in the air
I got Patron in my cup
, drop, drop
Parents be like, "What?"
I'm under
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
I'm tired of holding on
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
That's why I
a cutie, we spoonin'
Take it back and take a look at yourself
Take the lesson, put it all in the air
Too many days gone by
Sittin' by the phone, waitin'
I went from old school Chevys, to drop-top Porsches
You couldn't walk a mile off in my Air Forces
And you ain't seen what I've seen
I can get
pressure when I hit the city
18 counts, 18 bodies
Drop you 'fore the summer over with
18 counts, 18 bodies
Drop you 'fore the summer over with
Main
Pressure Pressure
All the time
My back's against the wall
With no reprieve I'm going to stall
Climbing Climbing no more Air
Gotta' break this frozen stare
In
tss, ha)
She average (yeah), I'm pressure, yeah (I'm pressure)
I'm pressure, I'm pressurelicious, yeah (mwah)
I'm pressure, I'm pressure, I'm
reggae, sweet reggae)
Reggae music is sweeter everywhere (reggae music)
Give the people what they want (what they want, what they want)
Clean air
a drop of rain, gotta find the way
Don't hit the brakes, just come and crash through my horizon
Bring back the air, I need to breathe, baby
You gotta
a warm breath of air whispers through the trees
As the leaves on their branches have blown to the breeze
Ripples of water seemed to echo the sound
Love's
Time is tight and money's short
River's up and the weatherman
He's calling for another storm
Pressure's on, the margins thin
Gotta figure out
She tryna suck my dick and use that shit for evidence (huh)
If you come too close, you in rare air
Every time I hit the club, I rock a rare pair (ooh)
got me walking on air
Everytime I feel your arms around me
I feel the pressure disappear
No words can measure the only kind of pleasure
That I feel
the wide open sky
It's the dust in the air and the freedom everywhere
Can't you hear it comin' alive?
Makes you wanna drop it down a gear
And kill a couple
'Cause of the pressure of the air
The nitrogen comes and goes, gets you high
It's an alien atmosphere
They call it rapture of the deep, be you not
raw like Madonna on, PCP
B-IG, Frank White used to rock
Hand me down air nikes
Now I style proper, i gotta
Be laced in linen that's Versace
Polo
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