Lyrics:
to blow up
About to blow up, about to blow up like (Like)
D-d-d-dynamite
Lorde! (You gotta be feeling this)
I'm about to blow up, about to blow up
About
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under
get this playboy bunny like Hugh Heph, sigh
Rastafari'
Dutty dutty d-d-d-dutty
What if you would just come right out of these clothes
You can finally
B.N.D.D.P
Broke Niggas Don't Deserve Pussy
B.N.D.D.P
Broke Niggas Don't Deserve Pussy
(BAD BITCHES LINK UP!)
304's 304's
Where my real gettin money
is empty and bare
And if you wouldn't be ashamed of
Me I'd still be there
I'd be with you where I belong
And nothing they could do or say
Could make me
d’amour
D'amour
Je ne veux plus parler d’amour
Au faux jour de tes sentiments
J’ai cru dans mon aveuglement
Qu’on vivait plus qu’une aventure
Mais j’étais
give a damn
But now I make it a point just to please you
So you can go back and tell all your buddies
I Pretty D'd you
I'll call before I come
I won't
in the end
And I'm feeling so alone
Feeling so alone
I'm feeling
Feeling so alone
I'm feeling so alone
I'm feeling
I'd like to add myself
Yo-yo-yo
Errgh errgh errgh
Yo-yo-yo
Errgh errgh errgh
Yo-yo-yo
Yoni
Yehoodi!
Yehoodi!
D!
Ye-yehoodi!
Yoni
Nee
Errgh Missus Yoni
Nee
Yo
Nee
Yoni
Errgh
Yoni
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under
You'd be so nice to come home to
You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under
Comme d'habitude, démarre sur la prod avec une putain d'attitude
C'est de l'art en altitude, tu verras pas mes gars titub
Même si y a pas
We wandered through the summertime
We drifted into fall
We never thought of winter at all
How foolishly we tossed away the buttercups
The time
Who'd
Quan en la llar cremàven
Només paraules d'amor
Paraules d'amor senzilles I tendres
No en sabíem més, teníem quinze anys
No havíem tingut massa
Twelve gauge, old Ford, buckshot floorboard, don't ask
Fence post, door dent, let's just leave it at that
It's got dirt on me, yeah I'd be up a tree
Oh, what I'd give
If she'd would come back home
And call me "Baby, Baby"
All night long.
And call me "Baby, Baby"
All night long...
us apart
And I wish you could know, what it means, to be me
Then you'd see, and agree, that every man, should be free
I wish I could give, I'm
I'd wait for you
I'd slave for you
I'd be a beggar
Or a knave for you
If that isn't love
It will have to do
Until the real thing
Comes along
SORRISO DE LUA
D, D7M, G, A7
Quando eu te vi
Desde a primeira vez
Logo senti em mim
Que me perderia de vez
G
Seus olhos rasgados de
D D7M G D
Sem começo, meio ou fim, seguir-te amando
Bm Bm9 G
You don't care about nothing
So you don't care about love
If you want me to come back
You'd better change
You'd better give up talking about
Hooked like crack in your mind
You want it so bad-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d
me
If I dey talk you go dey Hinda,
Oh you want to dey ginger ah
So I give you d d d d d r r m f s l l
When my girls dey come for you,
You no go fit
TAGRAWLA
Nekk d keyyin d uxeddam
D winna akw iɣran ccumren
D winna imellan nḍun aman
Zlan g tmizar n medden
Nekk d keyyin d iḥufar
D tmeṭṭut d wid
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