Atlanta bitch, Monarchial bitch
Atlanta bitch, Monarchial bitch
Atlanta bitch, Monarchial bitch
Atlanta bitch, Monarchial bitch
This is the bitch
No less about the love that I lose at last
The holy GOD
I feel that
And if I don't talk about culture
I'll get a loud call
I'll get a call
That makes me sick
If I don't talk about me, I'll get a cure
For this cold
I don't know what to do
I'm afraid of the big crowd
But I know that the only solution
Is to talk about your art
I feel that your art
Is to start a dynamic movement
To wait for the pieces to come
I feel that
To sell everything you have
You have to pay a lot
Cash, well, cash
And for Casino, Casino
You have to give it your best
Cash, well, cash
Cash, well,
cash
Cash, well,
cash
Cash, well, cash
Cash,
well, cash
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Cash, well, cash
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cash
Cash,
well, cash
Cash,
well, cash
Elena,
bitch,
Elena,
bitch,
bitch,
bitch Elena,
bitch,
Elena,
bitch,
bitch,
bitch son of a *
Welcome to Marmolada,
bitch With the baths of the Cay
The Wi-Fi up to Lake Oray That never goes out
Radio, Viva FM, so as not to suffer the fan
Complete camion, Gurs, Cel, Demosco, Mule
Choppa there, choppa there, Mustafa has arrived
Choppa there,
choppa there,
and the VAT and the PGA
I feel that your art Is to start a dynamic movement
Cash,
well, cash Cash, well, cash
Cash, well, cash