Lyrics:
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Mountains on different mountains
Houses w/ different couches
Women w/ different blouses
Meetings w the accountants
Places you go w/o
like the way
I make her body bounce
She want to follow me
Go to my house
We on cruise
She don dey comot blouse
Dirty things
Wey don Dey go down
Oh
at me in your shear blouse
Blouse
Giving me a wink and a smile
Smile
Fine romance
Romance
Fat chance
Fat chance
Please pass the ranch dressing
Dressing
zijn
En elke cruise een dure cruise
En elke blouse een dure blouse
En zelfs de hond dat moet een dure hond zijn
Mijn geluk kost mij geen cent
Ik ben blij
Visions with her, later life, living in a house
House
Couple kids, couple pets, they chasing the mouse
Mouse
I'm respectful, I turn away from her blouse
in my room, she wearing a blouse
Ride I would ride with them big body soldiers
These bitches couldn't match this put 20 in a sofa
I bought me a new
Shootin' all the mouse in the house, if they finna snitch
I don't really care about the blouse, I still feel the tits
IiiiiI can't get a grip, feelin' like
jam 보다 baam
더 못 참지 man Right away
I'm kiss you lips
and hips and ah
Babe I got you babe
you got me babe
one love two mouths one house
no shirt no blouse
the memories can burn with your blouse
Bitch, you stepped on my heart, left that shit in the dirt
All the times that you left your lipstick on my shirt
Girl,
along together through the field behind my house
And the little drops of rain caress our face and wash my blouse
And we'd like to be a zillion miles
Put on your underwear, pull your tights over your knees.
Button up your blouse, zip up your skirt put on your tiny shoes we're going out
I have
I'd like a flat white
A day of pale skies and a real kiss
Inside an old house
By the seaside you can take off my blouse
But take it from me
I'm
you and me in a house
Reflections of the morning light
Under your blouse
Reflection of the moonlight on the suede of my skin
I am sitting in silence
Cinderella
Oh hail bloody Crimson from your nose is dripping on the dirty blouse that you've worn for three days.
I skin my knees on purpose
Spend two thousand on this blouse (on this blouse)
If she ain't bad point her out (point her out)
If he ain't got it put him out
Where you get it
à la case 12
À mon tour, je lance, regarde je bouge
Je te rejoins aussi à la case 12
Nos corps s’entremêlent
Nous sommes blouse contre blouse
Ta main
and all conform.
Where boys can wear the trousers jumpers,
Girls can get blouses in.
Struggling kids are troublesome kids,
And we got a medal for
Murder = white out.
Cancer = birth blouse.
Mirror = perfect glass spouse.
Oil = sex paint.
Shower = water saint.
Death decodes the howls from
she got married that
Wanda started gettin' abused
She'd put on dark glasses and long sleeved blouses
And makeup to cover a bruise
Well, she finally
can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby, face it
You should leave if
katty come inna mi house with a blouse,
say she wanna ride pon di mouse,
di gal a gwan bad mi arouse,
di di gal ah gwan bad mi arouse,
mi bruk up
knows what I think about
And what I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't
knows what I think about
And what I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirts, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing I really wanna
Surveilleer in de club kijk een beetje froes
Ben op zoek naar een dame met openstaande blouse
Ga direct weg als ik geniest heb ik d’r poes
Geen
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