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hand grenade. And we some home-made bombs. Finna blow right up in your face With a one-two punch, B-Real and Andre dropped they verses. Your homeboy Daddy Fat Sax playin clean-up so it worsens
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me guuuuu. A mí me gus. . CARDI B. La cardi!. He like to eat the cake like its my B day!. Y to lo dia es mi cumpleanos!. Boy I like it ruff don’t take it easy!. Gangsta, yeah I like it in the Bando
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maquina. cuando en la ma estoy. (nosotros somos el nuevo Dream Team). Mujer no quiero ms peleas. (yo se los haba *** Plan B es Plan B). No ms peleas. Souuuuu. En La Pista El Haze (Haze). El
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Song Not Over You . Singer Henrik B. Dreams, that's where I have to go. To see your beautiful face anymore. I stare at a picture of you and listen to the radio. Hope, hope there's a conversation. We
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Song Dreamers - Katy B, Hannah Wants. Verse 1. Have you ever had a dream. Never it to just come true. Finding out what this all means. The power that you hold in you. Have you ever had a fear. That
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Song Dark Delirium - Katy B, Jamie Jones, Kate Simko. Verse 1. You hide away from it all. I lay my cards on the table. I think I'm feeling the fall. Mind's gone crazy. I run whenever you call. Try
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Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans. Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode. Way back up in the woods amongst the evergreens. There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood
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Ayy, man, it's your boy Lil B. Down in Ohio (swag), * all these bitches (swag, swag). Drinking coleridge, swag so saucy (woo!). Posted in Cleveland (woo!), drive to Columbus (swag). Bitches
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L B dub, E N T. I just thought, I'd breathe on y'all for a quick second. Matter a fact, lemme holla at chy'all Make girls fall out, lose they mind. Girl fighting over me like Brooke Valentine. I
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- B. K. Where B. I. G. Had everybody rockin' D. K. Gav was the first dude wit' the C. L. K. And bricks was gettin' shipped outta east L. A. It's Brooklyn, where niggaz lives was tooken
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm. I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever. But I know it isn't spring. . I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented. Like a
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm. I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever. But I know it isn't spring. . I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented. Like a