Lyrics:
Det räcker där
Ja
Nu hör jag alltså väldigt lite frida!
Free as a bumble bee
I'm down
And I feel depressed
Sitting
62 in 1959
-Words and Music by J. Leslie McFarland and Aaron H. Schroeder
(Ooh)
They did the Wang Dang Taffy-Apple Tango
They did the Wang Dang
Keeps me calm
Heart so stuck up in her palms
Hopefully she don't close me out
Cuz I need here up in my arms
She want my H.E.A.R.T.
She want my H
the same thang, they out there puff M. Jane
Inhale (inhale) exhale (exhale) back on the plane
Headed to the city that's sunny all year round, that's right
leke sath hathoda garam karke aaya hu m.
Khoonkhar bete main or mere bol baal
Chhor chhadr bete kaam apne rok daal
Tod-taad dunga daant tere do char
l'mic jit nferg3o lyom
M3ak l'Caprice bghit rap bghit l7did lk7el
Haka bghit nkoun, chadd stoun m3a my microphone
M3aya drari H-Kayne Othmane, Sif Lsan
V e r s e 1 : L i a r , p a n t s o n f i r e
Y o u h id a k id a nd y o u r b a b y m a m a ,
N o t i m e f o r dr a m a b o o ,
N o t i m e f o r
Life's a b***h but I can't complain
Want the title and want the ring
Baby maybe I'm hearing things
Life's a b***h but I can't complain
Life's a b***h
When I walk in the buildin' I'm feelin' like God in this b***h, whoa
King of the land, you movin' like pawns in this b***h, yuh
You Superman n***as,
Prada over Chanel
A H-Class ho with the H. Findel
Rhyme deep in footwear, via Spiga
Like Aaliyah, One in a Million
There's MC's in this rap shit comin
D. Hall, H. Knight
Eee, Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
I can believe that you love me
The way you set this soul on fire
Typical talk in
sparks can dark and light, live in same hour
Live from the main tower
From the same flower as H. Rap
Grew up on concrete where we couldn't escape black
Yaha na kash m kash jaha h kaash (aakaash) to vahi pe kash h
Yaha na han me han jo muh pe baat to hote ni thus h
Yaha bs murder ki baat pe chalti goli ya
mind cool
Dhora laggiye na chore lere tool
Gel yaar h purane bs naran te h door
Ek pakki h zuban ek pakke h asool
Meri zindagi m dukh na koi hova gum
if we miss (hurt, hurt)
You get H-U-R-T, H-U-R-T (hurt)
H-U-R-T, H-U-R-T (hurt)
H-U-R-T, H-U-R-T (hurt)
H-U-R-T, H-U-R-T (yeah)
We don't talk
swear to god
I'm gonna water her crops, viral pussy hoe!
I'm gon' make her H2O, out her pussy hole
I'm gon' make her H2O, out her pussy hole
Put
Hum chore hryana wale rhte ni calm
Jb hoti h sham tb bnte h jam
Jeb m hmri h bht mota pasa
Yha hr ek chij ka h ek dam
Khredege sb bata bekega
Daru ka
(Beats)
(H-H-Heartbeats)
Every time I see you something happens to me
Like a chain reaction between you and me
My heart starts missing a beat
My
on down and get your ass pinched
And if you talk shit get your ass lynched
Cus I'm the B. the I. the T. the C. the H.
The K. the I. the L. the L.the A.
!
Ma mamm, ma zad na nec'hit ket
Ma mantell ganin 'vo kaset
Ma mantell ha ma manegoù
Ganto sur, 'm bo ket tamm riv !
N'eo ket se 'ro din nec'h
sefer
n ?
Bu
ç
ndek
, Warcraft deney
m. Ben
b
ld
ğ
n
düşündüğünü sanıyor g
b
y
m.
Kolumda k
saf altın b
' Roll
e, ben 15'
mde müz
kt
m sen
nşaata bal
.
up)
I'm so hood it be the true definition of me
Ain't no way speak about the H, without mentioning me, Tha Truth, nigga!
(Still breaking boys off,
aas meri rakhiye na rr
Haath p r goli baarood dharya..
Risk bahut is ishq m.
Lat laan ki r jrurat nahii....
Shishe aage baith k tu sajti rahve
Mane
tujhe , akl bhi h
Laalach bhra tere , skl pe h
Khud se m krra tu dkhal na de
Game ko na chhodu , esi pakad bhi h
I wanna peace, Ni to beast mode on
Ghr
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