Lyrics:
New Delhi at three A.M.
Just arrived by K.L.M.
Left the airport in the heat
In the bus strange people meet
Driving through the starless night
by, my my how she grew
I liked her looks when I carried her books in Kalamazoo
Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo
I’m gonna send away, hoppin’ on a plane, leavin’
shots in the K (in the K)
Marathon, I really run the A (run the A)
Say you touched me, how Sway? (How Sway?)
Graveyard, that's where the opps stay
10K (aah)
Nikdy nic nedělám za míň než za 10K (K, za 10K)
Nikdy nic nedělám za míň než za 10K (K, za 10K, mhm)
Nikdy bys neměl věřit všemu, co ti lidi
an artist I'm a fucking work of art
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing missing is a bitch like you
You wanted perfect
You got
Words and music by John Kay and Michael Palmer
Tell me what you've got to give me
Tell me what you've got that's free
All I want is all you got,
have gone by
My, my, how she grew
I liked her looks
When I carried her books in Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)
I'm gonna send a wire
Hoppin'
It was a drive-by Sunday night
Most of us were in bed all right
I turned down the light
Then I heard the sirens
Interrupt the silence
Is this what
a (wiii)
E piti’k te Canado a
Kounya’k gangster k’ap pase dope nan bando a (clio) (clio) (clio)
Written By: Clifford Wendy Odige (Cliowen)
Mixing
G-H-E-T-T-O-M-U-S-I-C-K, stay down
O-U-T-K-A-S-T, just know that we won't play 'round
If it don't stank like they stank then they can't swallow that down
Your battleship
Oughta take a little walk down by the creek
Love a growin' like a weed in the sunshine
Us in the shade of a tree in the summer time
Up in the sky above
She was working the register (K-Mart Love)
Hayward was the city, felt like pulling a Michaela Garecht, taking her (K-Mart Love)
And making her mine
K I'm talkin' Ray J
Makin' love to money on da interstate
Can't keep my hands off her we on a dinner date
I'm makin' love to my money shawty keep
written by K. Gannon, W. Kent, B. Ram
I'll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have some snow and mistletoe
And presents by the tree
written by K. Gannon, W. Kent, B. Ram
I'll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have some snow and mistletoe
And presents by the tree
Woo!
Music up please!
Born and raised in the U.S.A
By the way of New Orleans where the Killas stay, OK
Uh alright, yeah
Born and raised in the U.S.A
T.S., T.S.A., S.W.A.K
X's and O's who knows what all of that means?
P.P.D.S.P.E.M.R.M.F.O.B.T.
Must have took lots of hours for you to see
What I
Woo!
Music up please!
Born and raised in the U.S.A
By the way of New Orleans where the Killas stay, OK
Uh alright, yeah
Born and raised in
going nowhere with love
They all say that I'm not impressive at best
That's O.K., I've got nobody to impress
My impression is they'd rather be
Fifteen years Le Bing Son
Fought side by side with the Americans
In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam
In '75 Saigon fell
And he left his
have gone by, my my how she grew
I liked her looks when I carried her books in Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)
I'm gonna send a wire, hoppin'
Rollie Pollie on my wrist
Gotta make a flight, big day, slummin' on FaceTime
Fifty K, wonderin' why I'm stormin' off, no race
Emboldened by the bliss
I
ought to have respect in front
People ought to get along pretty O.K.
So get off my dick
I'm building it brick by brick
Brick by brick
I'm
'K zitten up't gemaksje in't buskot
'K zyn up de bus an't wachten toet datn stopt
'K hopen dat'ie komt 'k zittn hier al een endje
In e buskot
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