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Bloody Friday night, I swear to God I'm on The list. Let me in, I jump up on The table, break your booth to bits. Everything I do's exclusive, never had no common Sense. When you look just who I am, Now watch me 'cause I got that shit on Lock. Ba, ba, I Got Shit on lock. Ba, ba. I got that lock. Ba, ba. I got that shit on lock. On lock. Ba, Ba. I got that shit on lock. Ba, ba, ba, ba. I'm a glimmer, I'm a twist. All the bills in my fist. Keep it movin', every pic of is glory, Baby, I'm the bitch. Walk switch, talk shit. Cross the claw, I'm tryna ditch. Leave me here, I'm stackin' like a boiler room. I got that shit Ba, ba, ba. I got that Shit On lock. Ba, ba. I got that shit on Lock. Ba, ba, Ba, ba. I got that shit on Got that Shit on lock. Ba, I got that shit on ba, ba. Got that shit
Sophie Powers, $werve — popoff $werve Remix
«popoff $werve Remix» — Sophie Powers, $werve. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:07. Жанр — Электроника.
