Author: Borifan

[Verse: 1] Fine China, Chyna doll I’m just tryna ball, ’till my money gets tall like the china walls Sorry, if you ain’t getting no views there’s no

[Intro: James Blake] Please, uh, hahaha Okay [Chorus: James Blake] Please come back Please come back Please come back Please come back [Verse: Mustafa Ahmad]

Yeah yeah yeah yeah Gang gang gang gang She got a body like Nicki Ooh baby Give me the addy then I’m popping up Once

[Tekst pesme “Pablo” ft. Jala Brat & Buba Corelli] [Uvod: Jala Brat] Imperia! U-je-je Pam-pam-pam [Strofa 1: Buba Corelli, Milan Stanković] Bolje da menjamo teme,

I’m happy now (haha) I’m working on myself (haha) I think I’m moving out I’ve got a ten now Nice natural eye brows Something to

Yesterday was a dull day, Yesterday was a grey day, But today is a gay day; Ask her why And she’ll reply; I am loved,

[Verse 1] Tonight let’s start early Get carried away I’ll grab beer from Tony’s The cashier knows my name [Verse 2] It’s getting bad again

Play this song [Verse 1: Ellie Goulding] Help me, my God, this got messy Least I got the best seat ‘Cause we put on one hell of

Play this song [Intro] Woah, woah, woah, woah Hold on bruh, you too slime Youngin’ big blue, but deep inside, he like a red rose [?] on the

Play this song [Intro: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie & Don Q] Yeah, mm (Goat status) My bitch (Yeah), that my bitch now, mm Whats

Play this song [Intro: The Weeknd, French Montana, Quavo] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, suu, yeah (Go down with

No one’s ever gonna have to see me like this No one’s ever gonna have to see my sweatpants I guess I’m lookin’ for a

Clearly, when you say I’m looking healthy You just mean I’m lacking sexy Just say you’re getting fat and married I hope this ends like

Edward király, angol király Léptet fakó lován: Hadd látom, úgymond, mennyit ér A velszi tartomány. Van-e ott folyó és földje jó? LegelQin fq kövér? Használt-e

Estoy sentado aqui, que me pasan la tequila El amor y triste vida no me importa a mi Ahora pienso enboracharme pa quitarme este coraje

Months and months of back to school ads We’ve got shit to do in august I don’t care if you’ve got shit planned I plan

We weary deer live in fear, weary deer For we fear that we hear the hunters near With a tag for the toe of dear

[Verse 1] Yeah When you needed help with finding yourself Then I had you solve When you were alone and you needed friends I gave you them all