breaking me The constants aren't so constant anymore The constants aren't so constant anymore Will you be my valentine Will you be my valentine If I
Traduction: Get Up Kids. Valentine.
fully convinced that there's something wrong with this could anotehr point of view, baised and untrue, tear me away from you? will you be my valentine
for a second Matter a fact Lemme holla at yall [Verse 1] Make girls fall out Lose they mind Girl fighting over me like Brooke Valentine (Ha, ha) I Been known get
I might just do something a little less subtle, Shove a fucking tonka truck up a little kids butthole, Feel the wrath of a psychopath slash ambassador of the valentines
do something a little less subtle, Shove a fucking Tonka truck up a little kids butthole! (Ooooh!) Feel the wrath of a psychopath slash Ambassador, Of the "Valentine
[Kid Cudi:] Keep you hands up, get mine up Don't let them take your fire Keep you hands up, get mine up Don't let them take your fire Keep you hands
(feat. Method Man) Chorus: Mary J. Blige You're all, I need to get by, ahhhhh You're all, I need to get by, ahhhhh (Background sample: Notorious B.
Chorus: Mary J. Blige You're all, I need to get by, ahhhhh You're all, I need to get by, ahhhhh (Background sample: Notorious B.I.G.) [Lie together
To make you get up and start to clap For Bob, a Bronx ( ? ) Syndicate style More bounce to the ounce and trizzy to the file '79 the time I was inclined To get
take the joy from us [Kid Cudi] Keep you hands up, get mine up don't let them take your fire Keep you hands up, get mine up don't let them take your
beamin' (We are lasers) They used to talk when I wasn't around You see me now? I'm beamin' (We're not losers) I get my energy from my inner G I be in
look around, I'm beaming They used to talk, when I wasn't around You see me now? I'm beaming [Verse 1] I get my energy, from my inner G I be in outer
of a meanie They call me the fruit loop from Jupiter, I'm tryna maneuver The hoover up in your poop shoot, don't move or ya Might get it stuck up so fuckin' far up
Just drink some Valentine Ale, little reefer Friday night, go check out Star Child at the theater That's all corrupt, over rap you might get bust Say the wrong thing, end up
't set up a list And the mess that I made Put my shit to the test Try your best, I'm still winnin' Don't believe in Islam, or Christianity, what I get
and plus You get rushed and when the press is on, you just been checked You had plans on conquerin' this, you need to switch up Get up, nigga you should of got up
