Lyrics:
Moma debi mo made
E too sure for meee
E too sure for me
Na everyday I dey work
And I go break through
I go reach where I go reach
E too sure for meeee
E
the homies
Holler out É, if ya feel me
Haters in the rear, steer clear of the phonies
Fuck what they say, they don't know me
Hands on ya bae, by default she
your gees anymore?
More more more more more more more
Money go drop, we go pop we no go hide anymore
Two seconds e go take e go burst
Is it my fault that
Sat me down by the sunset
And I watched as the pain kissed my eyes
You didn't want to leave me upset
As you handled your gun with the grace
Till I'm done
Till I'm done
Till I'm done
Till I'm done
Till I'm done
Till I'm done
Till I'm done
E no be me e be God shey you know
So many things
yh
Ye e yeh!
Girl when you waka pass
My girl i know
My girl i know that you
that you’d be the death of me
Oh yh oh yh
Baby
Babe-e-eh-by
Baby
Oh
(Gimme your love Eh)
Gimme your love Gimme me overdose
Wetin you carry E be overload
You Dey my mind When I’m on the road
I no go lie Girl you are
Eu tô full dima
Toda azul, mano, isso boosta minha autoestima
Eu vou entrar no seu bloco e cabum, creeper
I don't go by that nick anymore
Tô em caves
swear e pain me die
I must get money by force walai
Sapa I see your hand
She don leave me follow rich guy
I swear e pain me die
I must get money by force
the road
Dem see me call me a jonzing nigga
Me way the reason how to whine my maga
No de castigate me
Nah just Igbo I no be castrate
E go choke e no go get
Did
No dey form
Battle is not won by the strong
Time and chance
You no need to fight
You no be power Mike o oh oh
Attention Listen now
E Getti wetin I
oniilu
(Updated, updated, updated One time)
Oshey!
I'm with Father
I'm chilling with Alpha
You know am Immortal
I'm made by the Abba
I'm with
Yo this a story of intwana encani from e-Durban
Wrote something to Morale about his girlfriend in a coma
You know some people will never leave
kle'an og frosten bit
Og du lure på koffer du fløtta hit
Og koffer du trives så bra nettopp her
I sånn en by og sånt et ver
Og møte du folk e det ingen du
Y-E-L-L
All of my friends are going to hell
Y-E-L-L
All of my friends are going to hell
Y-E-L-L
All of my friends are going to hell
Y-E
Strette como e` tutta bella a passeggiare
Sotto il cielo di Roma.
Down each avenue or via, street or strata
You can see 'em disappearing two by two
Bimbo
Jim Reeves
Great Country Hits Volume 1&2
RCA
Bimbo, Bimbo
Where you going to go e o,
Bimbo, Bimbo
What you going to do e o.
Bimbo,
[Hook]
My mistakes are made by me
Your mistakes are made by you
What ever you do you gotta make it through
What ever you say you gotta mean it too
to ride
To keep the heater right by her side
[Eve]
Ah-yo so what the deal dogg tell me keep it real dogg
N****z seem to the brain how you feel dogg
tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater
[Yella]
Yo this is Yella
as we wine down to the final song
I wanted to make this one to remember my lil nigga E
I know he wanted this track on his
Io amo le cose semplici
E bacio la mia donna sotto la pioggia perché abbiamo gusti identici
Per fare colpo non mi serve lo yacht
Per fare strada
That made me keep the smile
If I opened up my heart
Could you be right here beside
Dreams,not far to reach
should we be guilty by those acts
But we both
wa eh
Amen amen amen amen baba
God bless me everyday by day
Amen amen amen amen
Make I tell you something
God e no dey sleep o
Amen amen amen amen baba
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