Day: January 18, 2021

When you lose your keyboard Check the lost and found But it's not there So you make some flyers And post them around the block

[Intro] Yeah, I know Bitch, I know the occasion Bitch, I know the occa- [Pre-Chorus] They got they doubts, uh I'm still the queen of

[Chorus] All I know is get it, got it, swerve They will fade I made some reservations All I got is huevos in my word

Aye Here we go What you been thinkin, love? Talk to me, what Uh What you been thinkin, love? Talk to me, what I want

Enter the forty-nine gates of uncleanliness! Enter the forty-nine gates of uncleanliness Said she, pushing up her skirt I held my breath against her fetidness As I gazed

I’m tired I’m tired I’m tired of playing all my scales I tried I tried To learn everyone And I failed So I quit Now

Come on, you can look at me, I don’t need to fit in Stand up if you give a damn, it’s the livin’ season Who

I came from far Beyond Your reality The ocean of time It’s the odysee of mine I am the narrator And now I’ll tell You

Kells, yeah! I’m cold shit stepping out the freezer The people love my Dougie my denim bluer than Skeeter Tatted under the beater, I’m spotted

Leaders, preachers they try to discipline my soul Parents, teachers they're making sure I do as I'm told Everybody's saying what I can and cannot

[Intro] Rap gra wpadła w trans i ten wers ma dwa dna A to drugie tak głęboko, że nie umiem nazwać Spod tej świetnej gry

[Intro] I’ve never felt this close to a woman before [Verse 1] I’ve never felt so close I want to give you the gift of

[Intro: DOM KENNEDY] (What up, Uce?) Yeah Wanna say what’s going on To all my people locked down, keep your head up [Verse 1: DOM

Broken bones And broken feet Make it hard For me to walk across the street Where I got a job To earn some dough So

[Yo Gotti:] Yeah Ayy, count it again Make sure there Ayy, Dugg Down six mill, judge said I got thirty days Tell him I’ll pay

I austerled Langt mot nord I Gardarrikets Novgorod I Gardarrikets Novgorod Jaroslav var fyrste stor Jaroslav den fyrste stor I borgen Almanrik han bor Av

Kells Okay 100 words and Running Whaddup! Straight out the fridge with it Cool as polar bear paw prints in it Bitch I’m the kid