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yes instead of no no 
Kuz I needed rugby polo 
And that lv logo 
Chain be flashing colors 
Like the lights of the popo
Oh no I sold dope 
Went broke

shirt: it reads ""rugby!"".
And now the childhood is leaving 
at our 5 AM Caspian swimming.
Tired and sad.
Now it's just the memories.

the streets are ugly

F*** that friendly shit, if they ain't showing love then they acting funny
It's a dirty game if you are on that corner playing Rugby

le conte, a mis amigos de rugby


Porque todo fue una mentirita piadosa según el

teams: The Eagles and the other one... I forget
We've got the Wildcats and the Western Force
But No-one really gives a shit about the rugby of course
Wanna

pero cuando los necesitas en donde están

Mis versos están pesado como jugador de rugby
Y si un día me muero investigarme seria inútil
Pues asta la tumba

rand is in sy
Moenie, dit sê nie
Die manne praat, die rugby is lekker
Kan nie so sê nie
Maar bring jou tjoppie, en skiet die proppie af (Af)
Ja, ons is

in the rugby
Best in the game, I ain't a shred of the same
Vernacular you're backing rappers
That never I'd never engage
Tempted to say, with my

volgende kry, somer en son en saffier vir my
Braaivleis en rugby en lekker dans, 'n orkes op die tong, vol Afrikaans

Potjiekos, potjiekos, lekker, lekker,

(link up)
She came round she was bluffing, ha (huh)
Home time no discussion, uh (get out)
Boo playing this ain’t rugby, ha (huh huh)
This alcohol ain’t

When I was a boy growing up in Kentucky
All I wanted be was fresh like Doug E
Crease in my Levis, dope ass rugbys
Fresh pair of Filas woulda been

and ducking
I don't catch em, that just mean he got lucky
I was fucked up, man she didn't wanna touch me 
Line up and hit, we can do this like rugby 
No pad no

& ducking
I don't catch em, that just mean he got lucky
I was fucked up, man she didn't wanna touch me 
Line up & hit, we can do this like rugby 
No pad no

Rugby road's the one that joins the River Cross to Leam
Got no reason to be there, I'm just out wondering again
Perhaps naively I had hoped to give

said my beard feeling scruffy
She always wanna kick it with me got  her playing rugby
Me you and money in this world it's just us three trust me

Late

ugly
I'm sunny on Sundays other days I'm bummy
Like I'm playing rugby where is a soul to love me? 
Shoulder lean hug ride or die always there for me?
I'm

I dreamed I was back in school 
Before the war 
With my negative self 
And my overbite and my rugby stripes 

And I was on the bleachers then
With

chucky
Got my diamonds hitting like them boys was playin rugby
Like a nigga sick get from round do not touch me
Rep the 205 Bc you know my city love me

don't like rugby, Manchester ledge, Sir Matt Busby, trust me
"To This Day" the gyal dem love me, tings too long, she can't get comfy
Hold on tight coz it

of rugby
Taking it all the way back to elementary
When I was a G at almost everything
Hold up ugh take a breathe
Look in the back and I see no contest
I know

streets 
Yea I'm back and they bummy
And shout outs to rugby
Cause them bitches raised me 
Swear that I'll be whipping in that brand new Mercedes 
Promises,

No alki got vodka, I like it
Like rugby, get chased down
With mileage
Samurai like a Viking
Fuck that, use my fists
Call me Tyson
Like that, double tap

the Penn like Sandusky
Taking hits on the grass like it's rugby 
Keep it black, like I'm Dave 
Relationships, I'm a Slave
Don't tell no truths boy, 
Take

playing rugby
I’m from the Florida jungle where it’s light out serving the junkies rocks they be piped out
Jugg he the president for the white house don’t