Lyrics:
(Interlude)
Hola mamacita, it’s me Papi Chulo (Ooh!)
Lemme get up in the culo
Eating that juicy hmmm Menudo
Siempre tuyo, Mr. Vergudo
Hola mamacita, it’s me
Merrily
(Chants Interlude)
Yolele Yole
Yolele Mama eh Yole
Verse2
Look at at Me, Look at at Me
I may never have what you want but look at me
Am
Em B7 Em B7
And she sleeps in a tent on a famous cross-street
Em B7 A G B G
Right by the park
Em
here goes an interlude
Hope you guys like it
It's Sleezz, by the way
Yeah
I'm still working on being the greatest
No way you can shame us
They want
(matters that make someone cries, may it not become our portion for life)
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MashaAllah, apadasi aburu moko, moko {as God wills, i forbid being
of the phone
I appear from the rear, stayin' from clear
Nobody can say if I'm here so they play it by ear
But here's the way I lay the idea
From this point
out by previous wars, I work on
Graves of the poor
To clean up this mess left by the west
My duty to the African, tell my next of kin
In a song, but
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x]
Now
interlude.
I'm not wanted I'm so all alone;
Always haunted
By the dreams I own;
But, though Im tormented
I must be contented
Driftin' Dreamin'
In
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I'm not wanted I'm so all alone;
Always haunted
By the dreams I own;
But, though Im tormented
I must be contented
Driftin' Dreamin'
In
interlude.
I'm not wanted I'm so all alone;
Always haunted
By the dreams I own;
But, though Im tormented
I must be contented
Driftin' Dreamin'
In
insane
Dont live by what I see
Live by my faith
Shoot it by any means
My shot it bang
Shot military
Automatic bang
I can still green
I have my eyes
the underground, don't need all the lights
Day by day I choose
Only play by play my rules
I won't conform to the mundane swarm
And I guess that means I got a couple
Made by myself, made by myself, made by myself
Nobody else, nobody else, nobody else
Made by myself, made by myself, made by myself
Nobody else,
Lyrics went entertaining capability
(Now that's the realest, see, all around 360 degrees)
I'm givin' you what you want, want
I'm givin' you what you
and finally started to make the tortillas. Now all the other women's tortillas were 360°, perfectly toasted, perfectly round; and after a lot of practice mine
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
-artist: nat king cole
-peak billboard position # 6 in 1954
-english words by carl sigman and music by gerhard winkler
Answer me, oh, my love
Just
stand by me
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Chorus
Darlin', darlin', stand by me
Oh, stand by me
Oh, stand now
Stand by me, stand by me
Whenever you're in
pussy was comin' around the corner on these shoes
I mean wheels, yeah in this 76 Cutlass Oldsmobile
Turnin' 360's like he was an Alaskan mobile
Sittin'
up everyday and still complete these missions
These missions
No I don't ever miss watch out no scope 360
Pow
Soon ill be 21 and and still be breaking
I'm independent I ain't seen no fuckin' papers I like
I ain't signing shit until I know the money is right
Niggas sign 360s and they lose they life
time on ghetto streets
If you got beef you're ghosted by DNA
But my fam be like
Warriors come out and play
Family expects nothing back
And when you fall
the desi spray
Big shit, poppers, small resumes
Ya'll the reason they made the 360's
They can't make their money back off you
Too risky
I know I've been gone
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