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MadeinTYO - BBS Lyrics



MadeinTYO - BBS Lyrics
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La musica de Harry Fraud

Can you walk on the water if I, you and I?
'Cause your blood's running cold outside the familiar true to life
Can you walk on the water if I, you and I?
Or keep your eyes on the road and live the familiar without you and I

G
Big boys stuntin', uh
Prada on my woman, uh
Gucci store running
If they got it, I don't want it
Pull it back like a orange, uh
I just need the foreign
This that Ralph with the Lauren, uh
Why you looking borin', uh
H-pressin' socks, uh, drip on lock, uh
Hat all summer, bitch, I'm growing dreadlocks, uh
Flintstones on my chain, uh, no Bedrock, uh
She give good top, uh, she a head dot, uh
Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit, yuh
Passed on that bih 'cause my nigga hit, yuh
You a lame nigga, you on sucker shit, yuh
Crush a bit, lil' bit, take a hit, yuh

Can you walk on the water if I, you and I?
'Cause your blood's running cold outside the familiar true to life
Yah, yah, yah
Yah
Big boy stuntin', uh
Prada on my woman, uh
Gucci store runnin'
If they got it, I don't want it, uh
Pull it back like orange
I just need the foreign, yuh
Ralph with the Lauren
In New York, wait for that storm, yuh
Big boys stuntin', uh
Prada on my woman, yuh
Gucci store runnin'
If they got it, I don't want it, yuh
Pull it back like orange, yuh
I just need the foreign, yuh
Ralph with the Lauren
In New York wait for that storm, yuh
H-pressin' socks, drip on lock, yeah
Hat all year, yeah, I'm growing dreadlocks, uh
Flintstones on my chain, no Bedrock, uh
Yeah, she give me good top like a head dot, uh

And our love is a ghost that the others can't see
It's a danger
Every shade of us you fade down to keep
Them in the dark on who we are
Gonna be the death of me
It's a danger
'Cause our love is a ghost that the others can't see, ah
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La musica de Harry Fraud

Can you walk on the water if I, you and I?
'Cause your blood's running cold outside the familiar true to life
Can you walk on the water if I, you and I?
Or keep your eyes on the road and live the familiar without you and I

G
Big boys stuntin', uh
Prada on my woman, uh
Gucci store running
If they got it, I don't want it
Pull it back like a orange, uh
I just need the foreign
This that Ralph with the Lauren, uh
Why you looking borin', uh
H-pressin' socks, uh, drip on lock, uh
Hat all summer, bitch, I'm growing dreadlocks, uh
Flintstones on my chain, uh, no Bedrock, uh
She give good top, uh, she a head dot, uh
Crush a bit, lil' bit, roll it up, take a hit, yuh
Passed on that bih 'cause my nigga hit, yuh
You a lame nigga, you on sucker shit, yuh
Crush a bit, lil' bit, take a hit, yuh

Can you walk on the water if I, you and I?
'Cause your blood's running cold outside the familiar true to life
Yah, yah, yah
Yah
Big boy stuntin', uh
Prada on my woman, uh
Gucci store runnin'
If they got it, I don't want it, uh
Pull it back like orange
I just need the foreign, yuh
Ralph with the Lauren
In New York, wait for that storm, yuh
Big boys stuntin', uh
Prada on my woman, yuh
Gucci store runnin'
If they got it, I don't want it, yuh
Pull it back like orange, yuh
I just need the foreign, yuh
Ralph with the Lauren
In New York wait for that storm, yuh
H-pressin' socks, drip on lock, yeah
Hat all year, yeah, I'm growing dreadlocks, uh
Flintstones on my chain, no Bedrock, uh
Yeah, she give me good top like a head dot, uh

And our love is a ghost that the others can't see
It's a danger
Every shade of us you fade down to keep
Them in the dark on who we are
Gonna be the death of me
It's a danger
'Cause our love is a ghost that the others can't see, ah
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Writer: Malcolm Jamaal Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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