Lyrics:
leaving the town
I was gone by first light
In the morning
Lay me down easy now
Lay me down Slow
There’s no place to stay
There’s no where to go
I found the perfect picture, of a perfect stranger
It looked as if it were taken in the forties sometime
Judging by the style
He could be a killer
Penthouse at the top, forty floors, check out the view (yeah)
All glass, at night, look like we fuckin on the moon (moon)
Woah-oh, oh
They doubted me
they miss me
By some inches, shit (opp)
Know that you bad but, baby, please don't take it there
First name like my last name
In Chanel they know me
την Ελλάδα
Είναι λάβα είναι λάβα
Όταν την παίρνω αυτή φοράει Μπαλακλάβα
Μπαλακλάβα στην ζώνη έχω forty-five
Κάθε βράδυ κάνω Business τρέχω all Mind
One by one me I'm feelin' better wind up slow
Say you want more then I show you what the but man know
Yeah eh eh
Forty five pour me west and you know
A man with forty acres plowed and planted
Can't send no fourteen year old boy to no school
The only thing I learned in the years I worked on my
chains. I see saints in the cellblocks. Remember me. The World Calls us Finished Ones We are Finished People. 25: 40 in a 6 by 8. I got the vision. But
빨리 다 데려가 달려라 ambulance
목적진 신촌 Severance
주치의는 beats by Dr.Gray야
다시 또 가져와 난 불꽃 119 수록곡처럼 불법 uh
조명이 꺼져도 숨 쉬어 그녀와 같이 타고 있어 suck my uh
사랑 노랠 부를까 봐
shoes, long road, gotta walk by myself
No clue what's on 'cause, I ain't calling for help
If I'm old news I'll make sure to report it myself
Got my whole
Wiesz miałem kiedyś sen z forsą
A w nim biegłem naćpany jak Ben Johnson
Z gorączka minus 40 czego oczy nie widzą
Na to sercu brak chęci
Od bogactwa
Zbijam beczkę z Dioxem i W.E.N.Ą
Wsiadam do srebrnego S40
98' skrzynia nie ten tego zgrzyta jakby szwed uczył się francuskiego
Elo! Beton zrywa maszyna
a brick, yeah
Ring around the rosie, I been ridin' with the 40
If you play, you gon' feel that stick, yeah
Pull up to the red light, shawty walk by
biaruć
Mogę przytulać drzewo tak modlić się do boga
Niebu okazać wdzięczność nie używając słowa
Nie zależy mi na tym byś rozumiał mą drogę
Wiem że rozpalę
reeds quests the raging seven
40 days could not save your sire
Lusts of the seven are more dire
Lamashtu is I, daughter of the sky
Paths forgotten I
Jadę do spodu bankomat wiadomo
4.0 automat
Lustro lustro lustro
Zabieram cię na wyższy poziom
Lustro lustro lustro
Twój sufit jest dla mnie podłogą
leave him slumped in a river
.40 Cal with a stick for the stick up
Gloves on my hands and I'm not with the slip ups
I got the keys
Louis, Balenci',
my own self down|We are all just sinners from our insecurities|Mistakes are made by everyone so why put trust in me||(chorus)|Drink 40 ounces
Mach' den Drive-By ganz alleine (ey), Multitasking (okay)
Habe die TEC-9 (TEC-9), lebe das Fast Life
Habe den good Taste, bringe die bad Vibes (bad
Zero to conceal, fear a caliber of forty
Real and righteous, fightin stormy clouds that follow
Vials of today is my lotto tomorrow
Grippin a bottle,
together
Totin' the .40, the Blixky, the tecca
Walk up, drive by, pull up, and wet 'em
Twirlin', swervin', bendin', lurkin'
Driftin', clip 'em,
name
Would you say Caroline?
Would we vanish into the night?
Forty years
They go by
A whole future
In my mind
And Caroline
Can I pull you
name
Would you say Caroline?
Would we vanish into the night?
Forty years
They go by
A whole future
In my mind
And Caroline
Can I pull you
bakes (Skrrt)
First always my place (ah), two times on a chase (Dale)
To' picao' en la autopista 2-40 y un S6 (Fium)
He matao' a esos a traperos
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