Lyrics:
So many people got dreams and soul
That's why we gotta to
Manifest them
This is not just a
Sandwich song
Just speaking my mind to
Existent and staying
or lazy
Or you're downright depressed
I've got a tip that'll save you
When you're not at your best
I'm gonna make myself a Pot Noodle Sandwich
To fill
it's grimey rancid
Man gotta beg
Can u buy me a sandwich?
Trial after trial
I just try overstand it
Give thanks
That I've finally landed
Finaly here
Flowers, got my flowers, It's on my coffin
Goth gang, I'm introverted, Fucking call up Kanye
TEC Nine, hit the Nine mil dance, put diamonds in my sandwich
from Mexico
You're in the middle bro
Yes, you're in the middle bro
American sandwich
Tastes like a pro
I'm skimming the milk on the go
American
ain't your papi
You better make some' happen
I'm in New York going gnarly
Grabbed a sandwich from Arby's
I got some hitters in Nashville
They behind
Bow bow bow, um do that again, bow bow bow
Have you ever heard of a wish sandwich?
A wish sandwich is the kind of a sandwich
Where you have two
Bow bow bow...
(Um, do that again)
Bow bow bow...
Have you ever heard of a wish sandwich? A wish sandwich is the kind of a
sandwich where
Arby's Rib Sandwich (woo)
Straight out the smokehouse, Texas my old route
Eight hours to slow cook, keep push for the rollout
The boss with the Smoky Q
Bow bow bow...
(Um, do that again)
Bow bow bow...
Have you ever heard of a wish sandwich? A wish sandwich is the kind of a
sandwich where
my bone they won't let me b-ah-be
Ha-ay, that's why
I, got a feeling
I, got a feeling potnah
I, got a feeling
That sandwich is gonna turn
It's lunch time!
May I have
a sandwich, please?
May I have
a sandwich, please?
May I have
a sandwich, please?
Thank you for the sandwich.
May I
comparer à Zinédine et Benzema
Toute ma jeunesse tiraillé entre bien et mal
Sandwich catalane au fond du 183
"Le 94 est rev'nu?"
Fils de pute on est jamais
I wonder if I'm growing
I wonder if I'm growing
My mom says yes I'm growing
But it's hard for me to see
My mom says eat your sandwich
It will make
You speak to me in sign language
As I'm eating a sandwich in a small café
At a quarter to three
But I can't respond to your sign language
You speak to me in sign language
As I'm eating a sandwich in a small café
At a quarter to three
But I can't respond to your sign language
a darned good sandwich anyway you slice it at all
If you're running low, go to the store.
Carry some money to help you buy more
The tab is going to open
a whole lotta dogs
I had a sandwich in a paper bag
But a rat stole it
Ain't that some drag?
Lord, I know, I know
I sure ain't taking care of no
planets
Go head, and go ham sandwich
Woah, I can't stand it
'Cause you know what to do with that big fat butt
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
Wiggle,
This town
This town
Is a Sealed Tuna Sandwich
Sealed Tuna Sandwich
With the wrapper glued
(WITH THE WRAPPER GLUED!)
It's by baloney on the rack
Lunch hour, lunch hour, lunch hour, lunch hour
Gimme a sandwich to go
Well, as long as I can see you, I know
I'll never go hungry
He takes a drive
make you feel good love
And when it's all over
I'mma fluff your pillow baby
Bring you a sandwich and a soda
See I'm the type of the girl
To kill
sandwich
Każdy kto żyje ma patent na luksus
Choć większośc ginie jak w wodzie kuskus
Kruszców tu nie ma są ziom papierki
Co tracą wartość z datą jak
surveilles mais ta meuf s'en fiche
On est dans l'club, on la prend en sandwich
Teubs au carré, j'appelle ça "club sandwich"
Tout ça, c'est qu'des mots qu'on
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