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DAME
Pony Lyrics

I’ve got a sweet secret under my bed
Have to hide it from my friends
Cause my pony is the fastest in the world
She almost flies in the morning sky

She’s so cool, her eyes burn brighter
She can suck me dry

Why shouldn’t I just kill my pony
She’s a disease inside my head
I’m giving all of me away
Get nothing back, She’s a liar

I’ve got a sweet secret under my bed
Or inside my head like mom said
She’s all I got, she makes me perfect
And they can see me and I am pretty
When I’m riding

She’s so cool, her eyes burn brighter
I can suck her dry

Why shouldn’t I just kill my pony
She’s a disease inside my head
I’m giving all of me away
Get nothing back, she’s a liar (4x)

DA CHAMELEON
Bottles On Me Lyrics (feat. Beat Flippa & Daboo)

Lyric Sheet:
(Verse 1) Da Chameleon
Yeah, I’m bout to get white boy wasted
You’ont like my ass well haters gon taste it
We going ham, you might as well face it
In VIP we need a bottle replacement
You can’t see me, black on black
We bout to act (we bout to act) John Cusack
(Yeah)
Throw’em back, if you on them zana’s
Donkey Kong bitch, yeah we go bananas
(Yeah) Vodka on the rocks
And a lil Tropicana, bitch I can’t stop
(Yeah) Unorthodox
Triangular, bitch I’m out the box
(Bridge)
Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles
(Rapidly)
Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles
Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles
(Hook)
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
(Verse 2) Daboo
We got bottles in the club
I got bottles on the love
We got bottles in the room girl
Come on leave with us
Bottles, bottles, bottles
You ain’t got no bottles
I ain’t got no holla
Give me mine straight
I’ll need no cut
You can keep your juice
I then been got loose
I’ont, I’ont, I’ont, I’ont know
Another bottle man I think I bout to hit the doe
Man this girl steady dropping dropping dropping to the flo
Steady, Steady, Steady, Steady, Steady dropping to the flo
A half of Ciroc and a fifth of Grey Goose
Man I’m so drunk I forgot I’m Daboo (Day-Boo)
Yeah nigga I’m ripped nigga what about you
Nigga I’m so hot, I then lost my cool
(Bridge)
Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles
(Rapidly)
Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles
Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles
(Hook)
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Bottles on me, Bottles, Bottles on me
Verse 3:
Bottles on me
Your gurl on me
I then snuck up in the club with these pills on me
Hold up homie this is what its gon be
(Bridge)
Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles
(Rapidly)
Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles
Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles, Bottles

VIOLET DAYS
Your Girl Lyrics

Arms just as warm as California
They’re holding me so deep
Whenever you’re asleep
Outside these walls you’re indifferent
[?] getting high
Only want me when you lost

Why do I feel ashamed when I just wanna say
That I don’t wanna feel like I’m wasting my time
It’s like mud on your mind

Cause I don’t only wanna be your girl
No I don’t only wanna be your girl
No, no, no I
No I don’t only wanna be your girl

I tried to reach through your silence
But you just look away
As if there’s nothing left to say
It’s like you’re acting like our love was never wild enough
But still you call me yours
I can’t pretend anymore

Oh, why do I feel ashamed when I just wanna say
That I don’t wanna feel like I’m wasting my time
It’s getting more than a lie

Cause I don’t only wanna be your girl
No I don’t only wanna be your girl
No I, no I
No I don’t, I don’t only wanna be your girl

You close a door without a care
You seem so sure that I’ll be here when you come back
First it was fun and we got drunk
First it was fun and we got drunk, then we f**ked up
Now I’m f**ked up

Cause I don’t only wanna be your girl
No I don’t only wanna be your girl
I need more than you give me
We were so good and then we [?] it
I need more than you give me
We were so good and then we [?] it
No I don’t only wanna be your girl

VIC DAMONE
Gigi Lyrics

Gigi, am I a fool without a mind Or have I merely been too blind to realize? Oh Gigi, why you’ve been growin’ up before my eyes?

Gigi, you’re not at all that funny awkward little girl I knew Oh no, overnight there’s been a breathless change in you

Oh Gigi, why you were tremblin’ on the brink Was I out yonder somewhere blinkin’ at a star? Oh Gigi, have I been standin’ up too close or back too far?

When did your sparkle turn to fire And your warmth become desire? Oh, what miracle has made you the way you are?

Oh Gigi, why you were tremblin’ on the brink Was I out yonder somewhere blinkin’ at a star? Oh Gigi, have I been standin’ up too close or back too far?

When did your sparkle turn to fire And your warmth become desire? Oh, what miracle has made you the way you are?

Lyrics Famous Dex – Like wow

Hold up wait, turn me up sis
Hold up wait, my phone wait, wait
Sci Fi on the beat
Oh Man God Damn.(wow)

Red head like Matt Hardy
F**k your lil b***h she was horny
Yeah I’m riding on the harley
I’m tatted up on my body.

I swear to God man, I got a shotty
You run up on me and catch a body
A matter fact I got a 30
Oh s**t, it’s shooting Curry
Back in the days I was broke
Man I was tryna steal some Coke
Jugging nigga sellin’ soap
Anything to get that dough
Now a nigga sellin’ out at shows
Fucking bitches all in my shows
Alexander McQueen, clean my clothes
Alexander McQueen, clean my toes
All this blue cheese on me
Can’t f**k with niggas, they phony
Playing bitches just like Sony
Or run up on me, turn into balongna
Oh yeah, all I know is money
I swear to God, I ain’t no dummy
Fat daddy, yah duh dummy
Versuri-lyrics.info
We was known for getting money
Poppin’ on pills like junkies
Sippin’ on lean ain’t funny
All these bitches they annoying me
And diamonds on me, it’s a surgery
Baby girl said she heard of me
And baby girl get away from me
And yeah, you can’t have my baby
I know you heard I was crazy
B***h I make a nigga do a flip flop
Keep talking s**t, get your s**t smashed
I ain’t with the twitter beef
And you can meet me in the streets.

Red head like Matt Hardy
F**k your lil b***h she was horny
Yeah I’m riding on the harley
I’m tatted up on my bodyyy.
Famous Dex lyrics
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