Lyrics:
to get keys
At fifteen, I was full-grown
Get wrong, get bust on
My uncle gave me a bunch of work
And that shit was gone by the next morning
Young wild
heart stoppers partner
Red and black impala ride
Street like patrollie’s
Coached by OG’s to stay low-key (what else)
Sip 40’s and stay with a 4 T
My
boat with his two hands
She's the fastest boat on the Chesapeake Bay and he calls her Lucy Brown
Lucy, Ms. Lucy Brown
The prettiest girl in Oxford town
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we
Smoking weed, riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Slangin' keys, spraying K's
Every day we
breeze, heart so cold
Step up to the plate, where your money at?
Bobby Brown on cake with a hundred packs
New editions, Lisa Lisa
We were secret lovers, had
chords
Like stars that gleam
Magical notes
A childhood dream
Capturing hearts
One by one
With every key
A story's begun
[Chorus]
Feel the rhythm
Let your
I can tell by the look in you eyes you don't care about me
I can tell by your stories on ig you look happy
I can tell by that nigga you picked up you
SIDDUNG by Monie Gad
Written by: Sheldon Oshane Gordon
Intro: redboom every gyal Wah gi mi the zum zum slimas thickas fatty boom boom lol
Chorus:
in
Oh, you're hep and your heart mister meadowlark
Now if you should cop a gander when I'm kissing my chick
Look her
You won't look
Needless
ent room echoes
Heart's gentle beat slows
Fingers touch the keys
Playing memories
[Verse 2]
Melody of tears
Whispers of old fears
Sound of love long
easy
Listen, through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turnin' bad boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggas in
eyes, de-light, dancin' by the light, bright
Watch us how we break some hearts
So grab your gamma rays
Come to my masquerade
Its like a man parade
Slide the mag smooth in
Said she like the trap house
And she tried to move in
Told that bitch
I wouldn't make 2cents
With my face screwed in
Chris brown -
within
See your skin, you're my kin
And I made you funke
God made me funke
F-you-n-k-e
[ VERSE 2 ]
Esoteric, non-generic, potent lyrics
Only
Play some out your part, it's about 6 a.m.
You think the night is over but it just began
They say clubs pacing like Bad Boys 2
You can see the snow
A Sunday night
A too full glass of wine, we’d fantasize
The London lights. Our two inseparable minds
Days passing by
So let me feel alright
In
overlapped
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Yeah, cash never runnin' out, time to bring the tommies out
Pills make my tummy shout, used to sell them by the playground
I
like that
Tell Rugg stop the beat like
It had a heart attack
I go into cardiac with a flow like woah
And I'm still young like Chris, Jeezy, Dro
Let
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
Looking down I watch the night
Running from the sun
Orphan stars and city lights
Fading one by one
Oh sweet memories
I call on you now
Two too
Yeah, history in the making
Part two, it's so crazy right now
I look and stare so deep in your eyes
I touch on you more and more every time
When you
time get the heart of my rhymes, get a nigga get better with time
And wonderin how I'm goin by, can't help it in the heat of the
Heartless hood, it's
(Gangster shit) yo what's good people
This your boy Chris Brown right now
And I'm chilling with my main man KJ
I got the red bitch, got swag like
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