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Sleepy Hallow - Mr. Brown
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Текст песни: Okay hold on make a sound
Bet I shake the town
Once I got up she breaking down
Pour another round
My lil bitch bad she ain’t no child
Fuck her like she miss me I just met her shit got wild
Keep some hoes around my pockets fat like Mr. Brown
Hold on let me down
I’m tryna hm hm yea (wow)
I done came too far try not to trip so I don’t fall
She said I can’t have her love she gave that shit to god
I’m so used to buying shit I pay you for your heart
He said he want smoke I’m tryna hm hm (fah)
Violate my dog it’s only right you gotta die
Look me in my eyes you either cook up or get fried
Know I’m from New York it’s only right you know the vibes
Like cc bro gone slide
Put a bp on the side
They prolly love you cause you shine
Got a whole lot ofshit on my mind
Can’t come plain I come fly
I try ignore the sign
Girl why
I love you cause you fine
Can’t see no pain I hide
Say p.o.p Im blind
She told me leave my heat this bitch must think that I’m LeBron
Okay
hold on make a sound
Bet I shake the town
Once I got up she breaking down
Pour another round
My lil bitch bad she ain’t no child
Fuck her like she miss me I just met her shit got wild
Keep some hoes around my pockets fat like Mr. Brown
Hold on let me down
I’m tryna hm hm wow (yea)
Hold on let me down
I’m tryna hm hm wow (yea)
Hold on let me down
I’m tryna hm hm wow (yea)
Hold on let me down
I’m tryna
(Fuck her like she miss me I just met her shit got wild
Keep some hoes around my pockets fat like Mr. Brown Hold on let me down I’m tryna hm hm yea Hold on let me down
I’m tryna)
Bet I shake the town
Once I got up she breaking down
Pour another round
My lil bitch bad she ain’t no child
Fuck her like she miss me I just met her shit got wild
Keep some hoes around my pockets fat like Mr. Brown
Hold on let me down
I’m tryna hm hm yea (wow)
I done came too far try not to trip so I don’t fall
She said I can’t have her love she gave that shit to god
I’m so used to buying shit I pay you for your heart
He said he want smoke I’m tryna hm hm (fah)
Violate my dog it’s only right you gotta die
Look me in my eyes you either cook up or get fried
Know I’m from New York it’s only right you know the vibes
Like cc bro gone slide
Put a bp on the side
They prolly love you cause you shine
Got a whole lot ofshit on my mind
Can’t come plain I come fly
I try ignore the sign
Girl why
I love you cause you fine
Can’t see no pain I hide
Say p.o.p Im blind
She told me leave my heat this bitch must think that I’m LeBron
Okay
hold on make a sound
Bet I shake the town
Once I got up she breaking down
Pour another round
My lil bitch bad she ain’t no child
Fuck her like she miss me I just met her shit got wild
Keep some hoes around my pockets fat like Mr. Brown
Hold on let me down
I’m tryna hm hm wow (yea)
Hold on let me down
I’m tryna hm hm wow (yea)
Hold on let me down
I’m tryna hm hm wow (yea)
Hold on let me down
I’m tryna
(Fuck her like she miss me I just met her shit got wild
Keep some hoes around my pockets fat like Mr. Brown Hold on let me down I’m tryna hm hm yea Hold on let me down
I’m tryna)
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