Lyrics:
I done f***ed up I admit it
I was blinded by love when I did it
Put my heart in your hand I was with it
Oh baby
Damn I thought you were special
I DON'T F*** with cops....
(CLEVELAND)
Great White & Jrath don't fuck with cops, NO
(ah ya ya ya ya...)
F*** THE COPS!
(Hook)
Ima beat the block
CORONA VIRUS KILLER by Satan
INTRO: F/G#/Bb..C#/Bb.....X3 C#/Bb.C#C...Bb..C/Bb...X1
VERSE 1;
F
Yea
Its F-DUB niggas
Y'all know the Crew
Aye, aye, aye
I ain't got time for the back & forth
We can throw hands; we can let em' go
Counting up these
C
Constroem seu reino Amor no espelho
Riff + break
Gm7 C
Sei que talvez nem se importem
F
I want to burn while the flame is burning
The riff played here by the bass and guitar sounds like
F# f e a e f f# repeated with an extra a sometimes
of like
Whoever had strife
Maybe that's what dad and son talks are like
'Cause I related to the struggles of young America
When their f- parents were
I feel it
You ain't got to say one word to me
One word, because I feel it
I feel it
I f-f-f-f-feel it
I feel it in your energy
When did my
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
tale
Sorry I swore just then
'Cause I know, you hate it
And by the way that cake you baked me
Really sucked but I ate it
'Cause I loved you even
Yeah yeah
Get your hands up against the wall and spread them
Opposition I'll just take him
F*** you (f*** you) f*** you (f*** you)
Understand,
fall in trillions (f-f-fall in trillions)
See, they suicidal ('cidal)
Thinking all on the killing (on the killing)
Thinking why they hating (why they
is f boy
But you can't even f boy
If you think girls suck boy
Maybe you should go and f boys
Here you are again at 3am
Coming round when you're drunk
(Fakin hit)
Strawpicanna flow (F-f-f-f-f-flow), single scoop hit (Yeah)
Mám dost, můžu rozdávat (Dost, dost můžu rozdávat)
Musim se ovládat (Občas musim
Shawty wanna f*ck me
Yeah, lil baby wanna f*ck me
Shawty wanna f*ck me
Baby I ain't tryna f*ck unless you neck me
Super sonic in the whip I'm in
Cos lately (Lately)
Swear to God I'm goin crazy (Swear to God I'm goin crazy)
F around you gon' pay me (F around you gon' pay me)
You mother F' gon'
F-A-G, that's me
F-A-G, definitely
F-A-G, guaranteed
F-A-G, absolutely
Real gay fellows they relate to me
Like I am a L-O-R-D
Rough, wet, and juicy
Or maybe its the truth only seen with closed eyes
Saying dejavú is just glitch is all lies
Understand you're looking in the future with no eyes
Please don't
Christmas Has Changed
Music, Lyrics, and Vocals by Niamh Evans, Sia Yao, Bijou Hagendijk, Yusei Miyamoto
Intro - C, G, cm, F, cm, F, C, G, C
Chorus
stick's red
(we're just ah f*ckin, ah f*ckin)
Your Louie purse and I just think I love your hair
(we're just ah f*ckin, ah f*ckin)
Meet me in
F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F
Fuck yo couch
Back in my day, I used to play up in the streets
With my bike, by myself cuz no one knew me
All the kids went
[Mistah F.A.B.]
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
I don't give a f*** about anything
That you're telling me
'Cause right now it's all, irrelevant
I'm so high I won't, remember it
And I wish that
go!
(Sometimes, f-f-feeling, aah, feels so good, feel so bad) c'mon yer
(Sometimes, f-f-feeling, aah, good, feels so good) sexy lady dance, like
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