Lyrics:
RENDITION'S CRADLING ME
STORM RUSHING TO FIND NO LOVE
NO CALM OF MIND
DEAD ON THE FENCE
DEAD ON THE FENCE
BET ON THE WIN AT THE WISHING WELL
BACK IN
to bitches, still tryna convince 'em
I break down a pound in an instant, burnin' the J for forty-five minutes
Smoke out like a incent, fuck your rendition
signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page
Of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition
Of the wrong look
With the wrong moon
Every wrong night
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Never before, have you felt such energy
The fliest combo, so feel our chemistry
This is history right here in the makin'
So call this
worth rendition
Never before, have you felt such energy
The fliest combo, so feel our chemistry
This is history right here in the makin'
So call this
Skinny jeans, a wedgy and a dance rendition
Tycoons wouldn't choose that mission
These cats is all hyped, that's why I don't listen
I'm too tank
powerful, so thorough
Enough to be diamond-like, despite dirty conditions
Check how we put it down, respect this worth rendition
Never before, have you
off
Y'all niggas acting, take ya skirts off
Hopping bomb-ass nigga and he ain't wanna work boss
I'm getting sick and tired off these phony renditions
thought you were great
I kept my renditions of you on the wall
Where holiday romance is nothing at all
It's all I can do
To keep waiting for you
It's
murder my mission as the rendition I listen while my chain glisten
I'mma get it like the world is ended dependent only if it's intended defendin' my mind
worth rendition
Never before, have you felt such energy
The fliest combo, so feel our chemistry
This is history right here in the makin'
So call this
worth rendition
Never before have you felt such energy
The flyest combo, so feel our chemistry
This is history right here in the makin'
So call this
the other stories standing
With your renditions and jokes
Bet there's hundreds of blokes
That have wept 'cause you've stolen their
Thunder
Are you
renditions and jokes
Bet there's hundreds of blokes
That have wept 'cause you've stolen their
Thunder
Are you putting us under
'Cause we can't take our
renditions and jokes
Bet there's hundreds of blokes
That have wept 'cause you've stolen their
Thunder
Are you putting us under
'Cause we can't take our
thought you were great
I kept my renditions of you on the wall
Where holiday romance is nothing at all
It's all I can do
To keep waiting for you
It's
When we tried to rework all of this
Each to her rendition
Painted ourselves in a corner
Lost for ideas blindly fishing
For a compliment or kindness
siempre.*
*se repite*Canciones de Sarah Brightman
In Spain the most famous renditions of this song was made by Spanish group Los Manolos with rumba
rendition
Poetic, energetic, with vision and precision
Mystifyin, we're supplyin the funky stuff
Boogie Down Bronx, neither could fade that I'm tough
Made my own rendition of grindin' and kissin'
Weekend calls to my Dad I'd listen
Still I felt distant, distant like love
There's only so far that
work to be your nigga
May the sun kiss you, unconditional
I pray each and every lyric get to you
On this third rendition
For you and your ambition both,
And now, the six married murderesses of the Cook County Jail
In their rendition of the cell block tango
Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh! Cicero! Lipschitz!
worth rendition
Never before, have you felt such energy
The fliest combo, so feel our chemistry
This is history right here in the makin'
So call this
The best part for the best rendition
Al Capone he sent to prison
Citizen Kane came fast and quickly
Conquering ol' New York City
Poking fun
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