Lyrics:
cried this world is not for me
There's no cajoling
Of vapid memories
The blade of certainty swings low
As images of sighs abound
P.S
You can run for
V.I.P.!
My ladies
You ready to come to my club?
Bling bling の指輪に
My heels so high
With 弱い男なんて no
Not cool じゃない?
Come on dancing dancing
We
're a Punka (Punka),
If you dance like this, you're a Punka (Punka),
I'm a Punkaaaaaaa.
P-U-N-K-A, Punka!
Lo-fi songs are great, Punka!
P-U-N-K-A, Punka!
and gentleman I apoligize for the fusion
(T.I.P.)
what the f.... fuck dem man you better holla at me
(T.I.)
see if you called back trap muzik you had a problem
[Chorus]
P, U, $, $, Y
P, U, $, $, Y
I’m the, I’m the type of girl get money on time
I’m the, I’m the type of girl get money on time
[Verse]
Uh,
Intro: Papa Roach, Pharrell Williams, Shay
[PR] Yo , what's up Pharrell how you feelin'?
[P] Good
[PR] Hey Shay, wake up man
[S] I'm here
[P
You be thinking yo shit be P nigga, that ain't P, it can't be P
You be flexin in front of yo bros and they broke, that shit ain't P
Tryna FaceTime
talkin' 'bout? It's the W.P.A.
The W.P.A.
The W.P.A.
Sleep while you work, while you rest, while you play
Lean on your shovel to pass the time away
I need some p u s s y
Baby ima eat the coochie all night I Need some p u s s y
Yea baby I'ma fuck u right P u s s y
yo last nigga he don't even
talkin' 'bout? It's the W.P.A.
The W.P.A.
The W.P.A.
Sleep while you work, while you rest, while you play
Lean on your shovel to pass the time away
[Chorus]
P, U, $, $, Y
P, U, $, $, Y
I’m the, I’m the type of girl get money on time
I’m the, I’m the type of girl get money on time
[Verse]
Uh,
AUTOMOTIVO VEM FUD3R COM MEU P1RU???? - MC GW DJ MP7 013
P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin'
Bih Ima beat that p*ssy like you stole somin, Bih Ima beat that p*ssy like you stole somin. Ima beat that p*ssy like you stole somin. Then might turn
I just bought me a great long ticket
I'm gonna use it at 4 P.M.
So you can call your secret love
And break the news to him
You thought your
Piranha p-P-Piranha
Piranha p-P-Piranha
Teeth, grip, razor sharp
Vice-like power, tear you apart
Teeth, grip, razor sharp
Vice-like power, tear you
And making out all night like we used to
We were good together
But now the things you've done we can't undo
So don't write me back, P.S. I hate you
You
I just bought me a great long ticket
I'm gonna use it at 4 P.M.
So you can call your secret love
And break the news to him
You thought your
[Chorus]|I hope you can s-p-e-l-l|Nigga please you don't know me that well|I got a truck sittin on sprewells|My flow tight as h-e-l-l||[Verse One]|If
head now u bumpin
The world, I’m stunning, the top, I’m coming
Pump to your head, M not P but you will be dead
Pump to your head, M not P but You will be
misiem typu d u p a
D u p a
D u p a
D u p a
D u p a
D u p a
D u p a
Tym misiem raczej nie będę ja
Esse, esse é o DJ Ryaan, DJ piranhão
Pau no cu, pau na buceta
Senta e quica na caceta
Pau no cu, pau na buceta
Senta e quica na caceta
Quica, quica
Enfia o pau de selfie no cu!
Enfia o pau de selfie no cu!
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