Oh oh yeah Oh oh yeah,oh yeah Lets go It feels like I want to let it go (go) Show you think I'll never ever show (show) Were burning down the house
Tu, tu, tu, tu... fisso una finestra chiusa chiedendomi come stai, se come me sei confusa e chissa ora che cosa fai! sai, siamo sotto il cielo della
and I miss her so much but she's drifting like a satellite. There's a neon light ablaze in this green smoky haze, laughter down on Elizabeth Street And a lonesome bell
plush carpet like red blushes Door's open and close by themselves, books fly off shelves Curtains catch fire, the house melts My skin blisters and sticks together like twin
d'oro, il ragazzo d'oro, il ragazzo d'oro, il ragazzo d'oro! Ti frego all'ultimo, Benny Blanco Latte macchiato , no grazie, bianco Bella serata ieri
the race to suicide Listen for the tolling of the bell Out of the the universe, a strange light is born Unholy union, trinity reformed Yellow sun it's evil twin
] out to school Cause I can't be late, cause they unlock the gate, And it's damn near 8 and that's when the bell ring, I'm a slide on in, and come right
name is Kim Tryna tell you who I hit cuz I ran out of Bim Fast food so dangerous that I'm crackin' my rim Like why Taco Bell drive-thru so damn slim I
and cry It was his devil twin And at night she spoke to him Things heard only in hell But they were impossible to separate Chained together for life Finally the bell
Each is not my love, moan I for what I make up hundreds so I know how to make love There, you can have my youth, I know I have loved Started to see him
in a chick and her name is Kim Tryna tell you who I hit 'cuz I ran out of Bim Fast food so dangerous that I'm crackin' my rim Like why Taco Bell drive
bout they poppin off and makin you bail shit We ride like Amtrak cross country You badder bitch? Then come in front and try to chump me Ah shit, ding, ding goes the bell
Nicks Peepin' the chips, uhh get open off the factory dips And he sportin' on the back of the whip That cat Un, like the Acelney whip Stack chips, twin
I Make Ya Top Fall Down Like Janga, Im Playin Mr. Feeny Took My Letter I Was Trying o Tell Ya That I Dont Mess With This Girl From Saved By The Bell
missin' her so much But she's drifting like a satellite There's a neon light ablaze in the green smoky haze And laughter down on Elizabeth Street There's a lonesome bell
mouth shut 'cause I'm fully strapped I got money in the bank, I can still get high That's why your girlfriend thinks that I'm so fly I've got money and juice, twin
the motherfuckin air - c'mon, c'mon} {BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh {BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh Papi way too pimply to live this fast life simply Please squeeze at them twin
slowly We play 'em closely, stayed on city cakes, they get erase them A sucker for a pretty face, with a twenty ways Who's Benz I hit two twins in a
