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Maybach music
I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a pistol in the car, a 45 If I'd die today, remember me like john lennon Bury the louis, I'm talkin all brown linen Make all of my bitches tattoo my logo on they titty Put a statue of a nigga in the middle of the city Load up the choppers like it's December thirty first Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts Told em my partna' and help them crackas give 'em thirty I told 'em I got 'em, therefore I gotta do ya dirty Back on my Benz, been in these bitches 8:30 Scoot me a dime, now man get off at 10:30 Goin' on 12, go home and tell that man a lie I got a bake sale, bitches thirty for the pie 9 for the slice, dummy that's a Dan Marino Talkin' quarterbacks mean ya talkin' quarter kilos Niggas feel my pain, I ain't even gotta say it Where I come from, if ya hopin' then ya payin' How I can save when all my niggas in the can Am I my brothers keeper, motherfucker take my hand Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car Black card for the niggas spending c-notes at the bar I'm not a star, I'm not a star, I'm not a star, I'm not a star All black Lamborghini, smokin' on the sticky Got a couple dollars, now this nigga think he Ricky Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car Black card for the niggas spending c-notes at the bar I'm not a star, I'm not a star, I'm not a star, I'm not a star I'm not a star, somebody lied, I spent a milly on the car It come alive, never feed it after dark, gotta treat it like gremlin It's a multi-million dollar motherfucker in it And I'm quick to blow a milli in a minute I know them people wanna stick me with the senates I'm a player catchin' bitches like I'm T.O. Trunk full of work, yea this nigga think he Neno Three dice yea, grab a nigga for a kilo Pinky ring a hundred grand but keep that on the d-low Diddy negotiates and the paperwork to T.O My niggas never sing if I need 'em I go to neo Fuck a famous bitch then I treat her just like a ski-oh Not even worth a shower, just grab me a stick of Deo Monday for menages and Tuesday I get a trio And the bitch that get a gift on the scriff, she was a P.O. Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car Black card for the niggas spending c-notes at the bar I'm not a star, I'm not a star, I'm not a star, I'm not a star |
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| 4:07 |
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This is for the soldiers the see the sun
At midnight, ya dig Let me slow down (it's so incredible) [Rick Ross] I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga Better behave, you're dealin' with some rich niggas We the lost symbols, speak in cryptic codes Ancient wisdom, valuable like gifts of gold I embark on life, my path is all math I understand the codes these hackers can't crack I understand that folks expect me to fold Community control to violate parole I won't fail, but a lot of men will I'm iconic in the field, like Solomon's Seal Uh, it's just an intro Allow my flow time to sink into the temple Free Mason, freelancer, free agents, we faster Big contracts, big contractors Built pyramids, period we masters No caterpillars, it was just a lot of niggas A lot of great thinkers and a lot of great inventors All white mansion, I'm the child of God All black diamonds, times were hard New Rolls Royce Guess you made it, nigga All white neighborhoods, you they favorite nigga My top back like J.F.K. They wanna push my top back like J.F.K. So, so I J.F.K. Join Forces with the kings and we ate all day Right now I could rewrite history I stopped writin so fuck it, I'll do it mentally [Rick Ross & John Legend Chorus (x2)] I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga Better behave, you're dealin' with some rich niggas Started in the ghetto, now we worldwide Multiplying and I pray to God we never die [Jay-Z] Niggas couldn't do nothing with me they put the devil on me I would have preferred if niggas would squeeze the metal on me Rumors of Lucifer, I don't know who to trust Whole world want my demise, turn the music up Here me clearly If y'all niggas fear me, just say y'all fear me Fuck all these fairy tales, go to hell this is God engineering This is a Hail Mary pass, y'all interfering He without sin shall cast the first stone So y'all look in the mirror, double check your appearance Bitch I said I was amazing Not that I'm a Mason It's amazing that I made it through the maze that I was in Lord forgive me I never would've made it without sin Holy Water, my face in the basin Diamonds in my rosary shows he forgave him Bitch I'm red hot, I'm on my third six but the devil, I'm not My Jesus piece flooded but thou shall not covet Keep your eyes off my cupboard I'm a bad motherfucker, it's Hov just say you love it [Chorus (x2)] I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga Better behave, you're dealin' with some rich niggas Started in the ghetto, now we worldwide Multiplying and I pray to God we never die [John Legend] If I ever die, never let it be said I didn't win Never, never say Never say Legend didn't go in (Imma go in) I just wanna die on top of the world Makin' love to my favorite girl I'm makin' beautiful music, we makin' a movie We knew we was born to do it [Chorus (x2)] I go to the grave before I be a bitch nigga Better behave, you're dealin' with some rich niggas Started in the ghetto, now we worldwide Multiplying and I pray to God we never die |
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| 3. |
| 5:33 |
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Smokin a fat splif in a brand new benz
No ID on da track let the story begin, Lookin in the mirror but I dont see much, Still runnin the streets so I dont sleep much, Watchin the snakes so they dont creep up, But the way Im gettin this money niggas cant keep up, You niggas cant keep up, Niggas got beef but it cant be much, Im still walkin through the crowds like I cant be touched, Top back, all black, Gretsky puck, Ice skater lil later might let me fuck, Dang, she might let me fuck, Last night I cried tears of joy, What did I do to deserve this, Vocca Ron on my wrist, a year ago I didnt even know the bithes exist, Quarter Milli for the muthafucka, No insurance on the muthafucka, Aint life a bitch, But you gotta keep her wet, Keys open doors so I gotta keep a set, Everybody know that Imma lotta people threat, Biggie Smalls in the flesh, Livin Life after my death, Yesterday I read my horoscope, Tell me lord will I be poor and broke, Tell me lord will I be dealin dope, I wanna take my momma to the poconos (ceelo) chorus Whhhhyyyyyyy (rick ross) But only lords knows (ceelo) To all the love ones i leave behind At least they cant see me cry N i ask wen sum1 wants 2 b me whyyyyyyyyyyyyy????????? Thought havin everything would ease my mind But if u kuld read my mind My god im scarred I have tattoo tears of joy (rick ross) verse 2 Last nite i cried tears of joy What did i do to deserve this Young rich muthafucka still uneducated but dammit a nigga made it God damn a nigga made it, house bigger than a church lord knows im blessed Five different lawyers lord knows im stressed A punch in the face get u 300k Ask vlad now he back to makin minimum wage Another victim of my criminal ways I wanna walk in the image of christ But that bitch vivica nice And im still swimming in ice Im just living my life Im just living my life Lease a lambourghini for your pussy rate Life is just a pussy race Snatch a bitch take her back to your place Next morning i kan tell you how the pussy taste I got expensive taste (ceelo) chorus Whhhhyyyyyyy To all the love ones i leave behind At least they kant c me cry N i ask wen sum1 wants 2 b me yyyyyyyyyyyyy????????? Thought havin everything would ease my mind But if u kuld read my mind My god im scarred I have tattoo tears of joy (rick ross) verse 3 Last nite i cried tears of joy What did we do to deserve this Not to dwell on the the past but to keep it real i gotta represent for emmett till All the dead souls in the field Lookin at my rolly its about that time White man had a problem wit mine N we suppose 2 b shy???(shy)(shy) The revolutions televised, Bobby still on the rise (ceelo) chorus Whhhhyyyyyyy To all the love ones i leave behind At least they kant c me cry N i ask wen sum1 wants 2 b me yyyyyyyyyyyyy????????? Thought havin everything would ease my mind But if u kuld read my mind My god im scarred I have tattoo tears of joy |
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| 5. |
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Hell, I want to show how you all look like beautiful stars tonight
You've got to feel it Aw, you soundin' good They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon' be bangin' this shit for the rest of our lives So live fast and die young Live fast and die young Live fast and die young Livin' fast, now it's all in the rags Hard-headed, but my top peelin' back Tinted glass on my '57, nigga with a attitude Me, young and radical, methods are mathematical Let my convertible marinate on the avenue Mami, that's half a million, I'm livin' la vida rapido Die young, but fuck it, we flew first class Turned you to a rich bitch by your first glass Up in this bitch and we lit up like a screen Every time we hit the charts, niggas shoot up like a fiend Stuntin' like we printin' money with machines What you see me wavin', Vacheron Constantin Like Mike, my Spikes stay all white 24 karat gold, eighty carats worth of ice Ice insured, fuck life insurance I live for the moment, and put a bullet on that Ross got the club rockin' like a fuckin' boat I'm the pirate on this ship, all you mates got to go Good party over here, everybody over here You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here All the bottles over here, even spread it over there All the models over here, but they swallow everywhere She came to party like it's 1999 If she died on my dick, she would live through my rhymes They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon' be bangin' this shit for the rest of our lives So live fast and die young Live fast and die young Live fast and die young For all my young ladies that drivin' Miss Daisy Drivin' me crazy, rock the beat, baby I'm about to err, she eat up the pavement I don't give a err, baby, he crazy I'm back by unpopular demand Least he's still poppin' in Japan, shoppin' in Milan Hoppin' out the van, screams from the fans "Jeezy, always knew you'd be on top again!" And we 'bout to hit Jacob the Jeweler So I can be like Slick Rick, and rule ya Dr. Martin Louis the King, Junior And I'ma never let the dream turn to Krueger's My outfit's so disrespectful You can go 'head and sneeze 'cause my presence blessed you I mean, we walked in this bitch so stylish Niggas done mistook me for my stylist And I know it's superficial and you say it's just clothes But we shoppin' in that motherfucker, and it just closed So go ahead and just pose When she walked up out the dressing room, the store just froze And I know they tryna get they cool back And them ghetto bitches hollin' "How you do that?" So they could never say we never lived it And if I see Biggie tonight, I loved every minute They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon' be bangin' this shit for the rest of our lives So live fast and die young Live fast and die young Live fast and die young Peter Piper pickin' peppers, Rick pitch poems My leather long enough to keep a thick bitch warm When that ass is enormous, abs abnormal And tans in the morning on sands in California Seems like we gettin' money for the wrong things Look around, Maseratis for the whole team Look at Haiti, children dyin' round the clock, nigga I sent a hundred grand, but that's a decent watch, nigga I'm gettin' better, 'cause it would at least have dropped, nigga I'ma get my money right, just watch, nigga She had a miscarriage, I couldn't cry, though 'Cause you and I know she was only my side ho Uh, I got 'em catchin' amnesia Time to pull my fuckin' minks out the freezer See the lynx and you just think, "Jesus" I'm hot 'til the day a day freezes Young and radical, methods are mathematical I'm multiplyin' my money through different avenues Took many to war, shook never before For my mother I applaud Ms. Afeni Shakur Ice insured, fuck life insurance Three bad bitches, it don't come concurrent Still, you know the dope won't stop And if I die today bury me in a dope-ass watch They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives But we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon' be bangin' this shit for the rest of our lives So live fast and die young Live fast and die young Live fast and die young |
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Uh....uh....uh [Verse 1: Rick Ross] From my nigga Diddy view, I think I see his vision too Purple Rain, over Central Park, chillin' with my goons Big Pop's & Sade's, Cirocs & Chardonnay My Cassie's sassy, so my penthouse my balloon We doin' it big, it's goin' down, 9/11 I'm doin' it big, pullin' up in a 911 I been tryna fuck for months, babygirl it's now or never Got the condo on the beach, hope through our storms we shall weather ...We shinin' when it's pitch dark Yea this bitch a movie, but this time I play a big part Uh, fuck the marketing, look at what I'm accomplishin' I'm beatin' niggas by margins bigger than Fran Tarkenton [Chorus: Ne-Yo] All these cars, all these stars, all around me (super high) Put your eyes... to the sky, that's where you'll find meee (ooh ooh ooh) Cuz we are.... we are.... super hiiiigh Ooh yeah, ooh yeah {Bring your sexy ass here baby} [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I wanna buy my bitch every bag and she ain't ever, ever, ever gotta take 'em back I wanna take my bitch around the globe Hawaii, hand glidin' in the mountains, shittin' on these hoes ..Rare bottoms by the barrel Pop the Giuseppe tags, like it's American Apparel 20,000 up in Barneys, haters'll never harm me Rick Owens on me, bombers for my whole army Andele, andele, baby move fast She drop it down and bring it back, I like that I wanna buy my bitch every bag so she ain't ever, ever, ever gotta take 'em back [Chorus] [Bridge: Rick Ross] If you lookin' for me, you can find me in the Guinness Book Only fly bitches ride with the Boss, take a look I'm super fly, I'm super high You gettin' yours? I'm gettin' mine [Verse 3: Ne-Yo] Women of a caliber only seen in magazines and calendars And I'm sitting with Miss October cuz my birthday's in October Strawberry and her Ross on I can see it in her eye, cuz she wink and she toast me and later on we gonna mosy.. to a place where it's populated and get durty [Rick Ross] If you lookin' for me, you can find me in the Guinness Book Only fly bitches ride with the Boss, take a look [Ne-Yo] Put your eyes to the sky, that's where you'll find meee (ooh ooh ooh) Cuz we are, we are super high ooh yeah, ooh yeah [Bridge: Rick Ross]
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| 8. |
| 4:59 |
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Whoo (woo,woo,woo)
Whoo (woo,woo,woo) MAYBACH MUSIC.. BOSS MAYBACH MUSIC.. RICKY ROSS MAYBACH MUSIC.. ITS TRIPPLE C's MAYBACH MUSIC.. COLOR CUT CLARIY My gun dirty, my brick clean Im ridding dirty, my dick clean She talk dirty but her mouth clean Bitch I'm MC hammer.. I'm about cream I got 30 cars, hole lot of dancers I take them everywhere.. I'm MC Hammer Started selling dough, I'm too legit to quit When its hammer time, I'm pulling out the stick Im at the car lot, I'm going broke I pay for 5, they find a couple more I take them home, like I do my hoes I dress them up, I buy them clothes Glass slippers, I gas's hoes Now she's acting brand new on you assholes Limousines, I did that, two door coops boy I live that My top back, I'm circumcised I pull it back, just to go inside She thinking folic, I'm thinking wings stop Feening lemon pepper, I got my thing cocked Black bat mobile, its only new Ferrari Its called scaglietti one button like a Atari Im just advising, my profit is rising Niggas buying stocks any nigga like a verizon My gun dirty, my brick clean Im ridding dirty, my dick clean She talk dirty but her mouth clean Bitch I'm MC hammer.. I'm about cream I got 30 cars, hole lot of dancers I take them everywhere.. I'm MC Hammer Started selling dough, I'm too legit to quit When its hammer time, I'm pulling out the stick I got the porche, I was so ecstatic 100 grand a day my operation is so elaborate Credit card sqeems, that was for the faggots Mother fuck window shopping boy I gotta have it Now my shit be booming all across the atlas Puchi puchi money long now we call him alex Had to move from Davie cuz that shit was local. Picked up the mansion and I sat that bitch back down in Boca. My badest bitch is latin but they call me loco Till I fuck them in the ass out in Acapulco Im thinkin money every moment thinkin money I bust a nut then I'm back to thinkin money My wrist froze my mind blow I'm off slow my eyes closed You gotta judge a man by his principles Teflon don, I am invincible My gun dirty, my brick clean Im ridding dirty, my dick clean She talk dirty but her mouth clean Bitch I'm MC Hammer.. I'm about cream I got 30 cars, hole lot of dancers I take them everywhere.. I'm MC Hammer Started selling dough, I'm too legit to quit When its hammer time, I'm pulling out the stick Diamonds moving on my chest, wanna Hammer dance, Seventy grand make my jeans sag like some Hammer pants, Ambulance, ambulance, 911, 911, It's Gucci Mane, yea that's my name, I'm going dumb, going dumb, Blowing up, blowin up, blowin up, blowin up, I'm like MC Hammer, I put that on my grandma, I ride through East Atlanta, in my new Ferrari, It's a 458, if you don't have one, sorry, I'll let you borrow mine, I think I'm MC Hammer, I never borrowed jewlery, I'm tippin naked dancers, It's an occasion, a celebration, at Central Station, With Haitian hoes and Jamaicans, I'm trynna make it, Old school, wanna race it? We can test it, I'm flexin, I'll leave a sucker eating dust for breakfast, So expect the unexpected, I'm well connected, I'm MC Hammer 150 on the guest list, Gucci! |
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| 4:10 |
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I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
whipping work, halleluiah, one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start. I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover, whipping work, hallelujah, one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start. My Rolls Royce triple black I'm iche hoe, Balling in the club, bottles like I'm miche hoe Ros� that's my nickname Cocaine running in my big vain Self made you just affiliate I build the ground up, you bought it renovated Talking plenty capers nothings been authenticated Funny you claiming the same bitch that I'm penetrating Hold the bottles up where my comrades Where the fucking felons, where my dawns at I got that entrebunker and it's so white III jussssst might charge you double. I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover, getting work, halleluiah, one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start. I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover, getting work, hallelujah, one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start. These mother fuckers mad that I'm icey, Stunt so hard make them come and night me I think I'm big meech look at my time peace It anodomere hundred wrecks at least Look at yourself now look at me You cant see a nigga I'm what you you use to be Look at it this way you niggaz side ways Always getting money my nigaaz time pace So fuck a nigga I'm self made You a sucka nigga I'm self paid This for my broke niggas This for my rich niggas Got a hundred on a head of a snitch nigga I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover, whipping work, hallelujah, one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start. I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover, whipping work, hallelujah, one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start. [Styles P rap] ..... I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover, getting work, halleluiah, one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start. I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover, getting work, hallelujah, one nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start. |
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| 4:31 |
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[Chorus: Chrisette Michelle]
Got into the music this is how we do it all night (all night) Isn't that a freeway just me and my baby, here now right (?) Just me and my boss no worries at all Listening to the Aston Martin Music Music [Hook: Drake] Would of came back for you I just needed time to to what I had to do Caught in the life I cant it let it go Weather that's right I will never know But hear goes nothing.. [Verse 1: Rick Ross] When I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the walls Automatic weapons on the floor but who can you call? My dime bitch one that live by the code Put this music shit aside get it in on the rode A lot of quit time pink bottles of rose Exotic red bottoms so body glittered in gold Following in fundamentals and following in a rental I love a nasty girl that swallows whats on the menu My money triples up when you get it out of state I need a new safe cause I'm running out of space Elory Jetson I'm somewhere out of space In my six seater shes the one that I would take [Chorus: Chrisette Michelle] Got into the music this is how we do it all night (all night) Isn't that a freeway just me and my baby, here now right (?) Just me and my boss no worries at all Listening to the Aston Martin Music Music [Hook: Drake] Would of came back for you I just needed time to to what I had to do Caught in the life I cant it let it go Weather that's right I will never know But hear goes nothing.. [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Pull up on the block in the drop top chicken box Mr. KFC bps is in the watch Living fast where its all about the money bags Never front you take there and never come back Top down right here is where she wanna be As my goals unfold right in front of me Every time we fuck our souls take a hold of me I dig it like pokey the pussy be controlling me That thang keep calling Fuck maintain boy I gotta keep BALLIN Pink bottles keep coming James bond coupe pop clutch 100 [Chorus: Chrisette Michelle] Got into the music this is how we do it all night (all night) Isn't that a freeway just me and my baby, here now right (?) Just me and my boss no worries at all Listening to the Aston Martin Music Music [Hook: Drake] Would of came back for you I just needed time to to what I had to do Caught in the life I cant it let it go Weather that's right I will never know But hear goes nothing.. Aston Martin Music Music (Aston Martin Music, Music) All night (All night) |
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| 4:41 |
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You know gettin money, becomin a young millionaire;
You could lose sight of the things that's important to you. OLYMPICKS I'd never trade my old girl for all the money in the world. I'd never trade my daughter Toya for all the money in the world. I'd never trade my only boy for all the money in the world. I put my last name first! I can hear my Daddy sayin, "lil nigga go get 'em!" Passed in '99 cancer all in his liver. Shit, difference since we last spoke, his son a lil richer. I'd never rap again if I could tell him that I miss him. Why the fuck I own the world when I can't share it with him? Bust his ass his whole life, just wanna break bread wit' him. Cryin in my mansion as I'm holdin on his picture. It's a cold and lonely world, I'm flyin solo on you niggas. Being the only boy, definition of a man. All the money is the world still not a big enough advance. All the money is the world still not a big enough advance. For me to turn my back on me bein the man that I am. Turn off the lights (Turn off the lights). Take a ride with me (Take a ride with me). I wanna see you smile (I wanna see you smile). It's a fantasy (It's a fantasy). La La La La Laa (La La La La Laa). La La La La (La La La La). La La La La Laa (La La La La Laa). La La La La (La La La La). Momma gettin older feelin pains in her shoulder. I gotta stay focused and remain her little soldier. Brace a few issues in the streets begin the whisper. Prayin for you niggas still stocking up my pistols. Lil nigga getting murdered and buried in all white. 8th grade student, y'all figure that's alright. Tryin to figure out where I'm going wit' my life. As I'm steppin on the brake and hangin a sharp right. Did my thing in the streets, seen in the streets. See me at the park on the swing with my niece. Watch chipped up, still won't switch up. First time singin so you gotta turn the bitch up. Turn off the lights (Turn off the lights). Take a ride with me (Take a ride with me). I wanna see you smile (I wanna see you smile). It's a fantasy (It's a fantasy). La La La La Laa (La La La La Laa). La La La La (La La La La). La La La La Laa (La La La La Laa). La La La La (La La La La). Oh man- when I close my eyes, I can see you about a million times. It's true over and over (over and over). Yeah- but then again, it kinda makes me laugh. Cause you're the one that put me on this path. I guess I gotta keep rollin strong. I feel I can't go wrong. Cause I can feel you walkin with me. I can hear you talkin to me. I know you hear them sayin La La La La La La Laa. La La La La Laa. La La La Laa. La La La La Laa. La La La Laa. Now come and take a ride with me. I really wanna take a walk wit' you. Be cool to have a drink wit' you, think wit' you. Now come and take a ride with me. There's so much to say. Old memories won't go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away. (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Old memories won't go away. I remember them like it was yesterday. (Yeah, yeah, yeah) That time never felt so good. Can't forget about you man I never would. (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Old memories won't go away. I remember them like it was yesterday. (Yeah, yeah, yeah) That time never felt so good. Can't forget about you man I never would. (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Old memories won't go away. I remember them like it was yesterday. (Yeah, yeah, yeah) That time never felt so good. Can't forget about you man I never would. (Yeah) You see I never ever would. You see I never would. Just can't forget about you, no, no, no. You know I never would. Never ever would. And I never ever could. And don't think that I can. I know you understand. Yo. Oh. RosA?A¿A½! |
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