Songs - Page 6835

I’m jealous, I’m overzealous When I’m down, I get real down When I’m high, I don’t come down I get angry, baby, believe me

Yeah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah, yeah… If I’m a talk, I’m a talk, I’m a keep it real Me and my boys, and my boys, we will split a pill

Bye, baby, they ain’t fly, baby Looking at the whip frame, that’s a nice ‘Cedez You should throw it to me, like Tom Brady With the long blonde hair, that’s Marcia Brady

Súbeme la radio Trá-tráeme el alcohol… Súbeme la radio que esta es mi canción Siente el bajo que va subiendo

I’mma care for you I’mma care for you, you, you, you… You make it look like it’s magic (Oh yeah) Cause I see nobody, nobody but you, you, you

It was a summer night Such a perfect day We were so laid back Just watching the waves

Si necesita reggaeton dale Sigue bailando mami no pare Acércate a mi pantalón dale Vamos a pegarnos como animales

You better not raise your voice at me You know I got a pimp degree Pluto… Draco season with the bookbag

Yayo, yayo Moo-la-lah Yayo Bitch better have my money

I don’t care about your money Or your fancy cars Some people call me bunny I can shoot you like a tsar

i don’t wanna ask too much be too bold i dont wanna weigh you down with a heavy load

All or nothing You know what you’re doing, but the clock is ticking Give it your best and then you’re onto something And keeps on getting closer, closer