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on the floor
I want some more
Chocolate and cracker
I’ll Be your marshmallow
Que tan cursi I say I know
You say goodbye I say hello
Blastin Coldplay feeling

didn't call at noon 
It felt like winter in Aberdeen 
And I shivered while venting me spleen 
To an automated voice and Coldplay tunes 

Well I sat in

we can take another pic
Surrounded by professional bitches
Why his fans be at my show trying sneak a pictures
At the show performing I don't really

above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your

by the end of the night
Give me a holla
Money making calls with some real shot callers
Do it for the culture like a young Sean Carter 
Boss n**** shit

Should've ended shit long time ago
Thanos with the snap
Don't play, no
Can’t you tell by how I ride for you
Name a thing you know I wouldn’t do
I stuck around

up and came down like Coldplay 
But I could be that good guy in your life
Watch you sit handlebars while I'm riding my bike
It's alright, if it's only

I'm saying even sheep are getting checked here
Cuz I won't be made a fool again,
By a pretty face eyes and a stupid grin
Looks like I'm finally leaving

nhau đi đâu đê
Đến nơi nào đó, mình cùng mở thật to nhạc coldplay
Cuộc đời nó muốn làm phiền thì giơ ngón giữa say fuck it go away
Desperados và esse ở

clear
Like it’s 4K
Okay
You know how we do it
Like O’Shea
O’Shea
I’m just trying to catch a vibe
See the look in your eyes
& by the way that you’ve been

got melodies like Coldplay
Hold up
Throw it back on me
Bitch
You ain't never see me running for no
Bitch
And I heard that you got played by that
Bitch

will ask you to be particularly quiet
And attentive during the listening
Although the artistic directions taken by
Syo, Telly and Jordan can be radical

don't say what they say
Cause them bois that Coldplay
Yeah
Ja Morant on a tant when I'm bangin' nigga
My achilles on Durant when I hear you nigga
I served

Ringer
By the end of it, I go
"Why did I come? Oh, I came for the free shrimp"
I'm gonna go home early
They're turnin sidewalks into a runway
Y'follow

used to get paid by the hour now I'm getting paid for this verse
I don't even need a cosign
I already know I'm a goldmine
I focus on me and not those

solace
Promise that we gone be okay 
never go back to my old ways 
No she don't care for the Dolce
She just just want to listen to Coldplay 
cnd ride out

credit shitshow understater
The frontbench napper, Coldplay toe tapper
Po-faced, old age, road rage, soul sapper
I’m the three homes owner, austerity

Somethings down the hallway
Crack in the doorway
Stay calm
Don't panic like Coldplay
No way harder than the easy way out
Heart screaming loud now
Screaming out

smoke, nigga I don't low lay
Bet not say it's up, I'll been done sent 'em yo' way
I rather focus on bands, like I'm into Coldplay
Running from times I

Coldplay on repeat, jede Nacht blieb ich wach
Weil ich mich in dich verliebt hatte
Doch ich hab schnell gemerkt, dass es von deiner Seite nicht mehr
Als was

need hope all that type of shit
You could tell that I'm an addict
Probably by all the drugs I got up in my attic
And I keep on smoking even though I be

Catching eyes with children right across the aisle
Smiling brightly, as my headphones cry out
Nina, Coldplay, Miles!
My brain goes wild!

Lost in joy

through some shit, I know a devil has your kids
I know you have it in you to live, and I know that you miss

The days you would listen to Coldplay like life

the land of nigeria eyy
I'm flowing on this beat like ogs on soul train
Now my head full of dreams like the tape by coldplay
So we dont play
Grind hard,