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favorites?
Oh mine too!
I could tell you're one of few
Ask me, who I love?
It's you!
I promise baby girl I'll love you till I gotta bid adieu
I promise
Yeah
Uh
This is pertinent
When I hear the beat, I’m mercin' it
Soon as she seen my meat, she jerkin' it
Told her close the curtain, bid
Everything
cóta mór was your hold
Until your arms grew fatigued
Bid me an Irish goodbye
Bid you an Irish farewell
Disappeared void of all guilt
And my cries to no
mezelf wel
Ga nu maar
Ze wacht al te lang
Ga nu nu maar
Laat mij nu hier
Ik bid voor jou
Mijn liefde was real
Ik bid voor jou
Ja ik bid voor jou nog steeds
straight
And my brother he doing a bid I can’t Reminisce
Back when I ain’t have shit
I prayed for a whole lotta money
And now I got money these bitches all
that don't know
Ima be that kid
Who puts it on grid
That takeover bid that takeover bid
That's the way my drip drip flow
Watch me dip dip in that ho
me ever since I was a kid
The devils bid
Devils bid
Devils bid
Will never get me they don't know my master is
All the money coming now I don't
If i couldnt do it who would take care of my son
If i got into some beef who would lend me a gun
If i caught a bid who would stay until it was done
doing bids way too many times
Gotta slide I seen niggas die way too many times
I done lied I done made her cry way too many times
Triple stacks I been
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (Oh)
(Ozzy KJ on this one)
Når vi endelig rammer
Vil de ta' den fra mig,
Ta'r en bid af verden,
Drikker rødvin
Stakke målt i
Ik ga op m'n knees elke keer wanneer ik bid
Vragen om bescherming want ik wil niet naar m'n kist
Heb a lot of dreams dus ik zorg dat ik ze chase
Want
Ik kocht een plaat, draai hem kapot
Ik bid op beats, en zij tot God
Ik schrijf verhaal, een gekke plot
Zij is mijn queen, het winnend lot
Ik kocht
bags and throw em' zip lock bags
And let you bid for that
Mane I Live For That
A 5th of yac and this 4.5th attached
You ain't up like that
Aint cut like
Who no wanna flex like this
How we getting lit
Cuz we be the shit
Calling life a trip
Coulda don a bid
Thought we'd never fit
Look at how we spit fit
jou stem sag bedaar
As ek jou iewers moet gaan haal
En jou voetstappe klink maar vaag
Soos wat dit weg waai in die wind
Ek sal uitsluitlik vir jou bid
Je doet mee in die scene voor spek en bonen
Je geeft een feestje maar niemand gaat komen
Je hebt een fucking laag inkomen
Voor een beetje cloud bid
supposed
Pull that trigger
Bloody nose
With this I bid you adu
Im the best bout machine
Who are you
This is for
Whom the bell tolls
You can not escape
Don't
My duimpie is groot vir al my familie
Hulle almal pas in hier in my duimpie
So pas my wêreld hier in my hand
Ek bid elke dag vir almal in my land
in that maserati
What you think yo girl gon do when I pull up in that masarti
ima catch a body ion even gotta take no molly
Bid yo head like
Maman elle prie quand moi je chante la mélodie
Maman elle prie quand moi je chante la mélodie
Mijn moeder die bid voor mij want ze wilt mij niet meer
touch you know I turn that shit to gold
I placed my bets, you place your bids you know I gotta get it sold
Every little thing I touch you know I turn that
ons sien
Verskoon my ek is nie wie jy dink nie
Ek is 'n bedelaar
Verskoon my ek is nie wie jy dink nie
Ek is 'n bedelaar
Ek is 'n bedelaar wat bid en
you feel now
Been down I been killed now
Lean back and I chill now
I don't care cause you know
You ain't real now
Bid you adieu cause I'm moving
don't say you tried
Cause it just seems you only lied
Bid me goodbye, bid me to the night
Knowing you lost
And I survived
It's not a mystery
It's in my
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