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KILLY - FINER THINGS

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  • Исполнитель: KILLY
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  • Длина дорожки: 02:49
  • Битрейт: 320 kbs
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Choppa make em dance make em dose-do

Heart on froze neck sub zero

The kids in the back I gave them hope

Never really did what I was told

Did what I want just didn’t fold

Hard to hear the hate from this side of the globe

Spot no fake inside my soul

Whole lotta pain in my styrofoam

Fell in love with the finer things the finer things the finer things

(Yeeee)

Stars align when the mandem toast

Pinky ring kinda look like pluto

This designer taste designer taste designer taste

I’m not the same man that you know

Strap on the pants not no velcro

Handshake a couple CEO’s

Some reason they had problems with me

But I don’t really know

He probably seen his daughter with me

Oh my God I love KILLY flow

It’s a little too late should have bought it from me

Should have out the dotted line in front me

Coulda built a whole gold mine right on me

In my country I’m Trudeau

Walk out the door see snow

This is the life that I chose

Walking the road I’m in control

My damier coat two tone

My bitch she bad to the bone

I’m at Chris Jerk biting up the bones

That’s two blocks down from home

Imma turn up like this day doomsday

Got the club going up like Tuesday

CBC it was me Michaiel Buble

Shook my hand told me I was too swag

See me T.V. now I’m important

Red Carpet and the fans are recording

My best friends name is Robert Borden

My ex keep calling and I ignore

Sunday morning I was eatin on porridge

Swamp in my cup of course imma pour it

Had two pups I’d walk on Brimorton

Now I’m big dog in the hills in a fortress

Hunnid band jugg for a two minute chorus

Misunderstood made a little made more of ya

Suit one of one I had to import it

Jeff Gorden hop in imma floor it

Choppa make em dance make em dose-do

Heart on froze neck sub zero

The kids in the back I gave them hope

Never really did what I was told

Did what I want just didn’t fold

Hard to hear the hate from this side of the globe

Spot no fake inside my soul

Whole lotta pain in my styrofoam

Fell in love with the finer things the finer things the finer things

(Yeeee)

Stars align when the mandem toast

Pinky ring kinda look like pluto

This designer taste designer taste designer taste

I’m not the same man that you know

Strap on the pants not no velcro

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