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One up
Never if the sun up
It's all love until the see you come up
It's like a never know what's gonna run up
We just wanna live with the thumbs up
Barcelona, no stops got the up
Smart phone in case the pull the gun up
Artichoke, heart's soft, my tough
Garçon, a cup of that young drunk
I ya boy baby, you got me fucked up
Wait, let me it plainly
Shut the up
Trust don't space with dumb luck
Hush, got the tour bus bugged up
Shh.
Dirty like the wheels on a truck
snuck through the security with nun chucks
Adrenaline rush, the whole jump up
I nut on her sponge butt

It goes people
I love the way you love the people
people
I love the way you the people people
people
I the way you love the people people

From everywhere around
Uh uh
Now, too playa, too for spoons
Got a, routine cause I fiend for
But cha, shooting at the and the moon
Screaming, the world
Cause that don't love you
There's a few dreams to
But if they don't let you keep your strings
They want you to suffer
And if you're blessed you can haunt each
In a city of ghosts where the flutter
Now, mood swings a excuse
Seems there's gotta be in the butter
Smother the before it gets discovered
One foot in the grave the other foot in the
Uh, boosting any loose thing, if it ain't down
It pray to my hunger
I take it back to my bunker
Stay everybody, have an awesome summer

People
I the way you love the people people
people
I love the way you love the people
people
I love the way you love the people

People from everywhere around
Uh uh
Now
Bonus, me and my
Hoping that you never me like I'm homeless
Unless it mean you about to see me with some
Or
Dominate the where your zone is
What you thinkin, it's the we're in show biz
Work like a clown with the squirt loaded
Only thing being worse lonely is coke dick
got around, and now we call you blow fish
You was in your own bowl of porridge
I rode across the ocean on the back of a tortoise
Never see try to act I'm gorgeous
Greasy mother fucker make it party with the
Tweet a picture of my penis to the
Roll my weed in the papers of some old notice
Is the police came like a of locusts
Hanky yanky doodle of America