Lyrics:
artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[DJ Quik]
Now when I say I'm complete;
That means I'm true to my game and my cap
And I refrain from bein played like a sap
And a bitch? No
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
station you play?
SP:
No, I'm a artis
O:
Artist, a you paint house, you paint...what you paint?
SP:
No, No, No, musical artist
O:
Music artist, you play
Bwoy me a DJ, you know
DJ, Oh! Disc Jockey, a mean you play on da radio?
No man, no
What station you play?
No, I'm a artis
Artist, a you
of chocolate
We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
I scratch your head, you fall asleep
Like a tattooed golden retriever
But you awaken with
introduced the oceans to the earth
Well whoever made the snowflakes
Made shadows where doubts lurk
I suspect an artist is at work
I know when an artist
(辛い記憶も)
一気に (時代の roar)
即 飲み干す (自分と共存)
一気に (okay now I'm ready fo' sho')
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
you strife
It will break you into pieces
It will ruin your life
If you chose to love an artist
Try and change the key
You should not love that artist
I wanna be a Special guest artist
Now I'm done taking pills and I've had my thrills
and now I wear designer jeans
Being on a magazine cover
who even
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
I scratch your head, you fall asleep
Like a tattooed golden retriever
But you awaken with dread
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
I ain't got no partners, I'm my own partner
And I don't want no artists, I'm my own artist
They say I wrote the book but here's another chapter
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
when I'm done and I come a long way from a hundred dollars a month
To a hundred mil' in a day, bitch I'm from
Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
artist
And everybody knows you by a different name
I didn't catch your first name
I didn't get your last
I didn't hear too much what was said
My
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
chains
I didn't even wear a charm
She like Bentley bracelets what the fuck is that shit on your arm
You didn't have to speak offensive 'cause my watch
nah, nah, nah
I can see you lookin' at me from a side eye
Oh, nah, nah, nah
I wear Highbridge on my shoulders like designer
Oh, nah, nah, nah
Look,
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