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Bài hát yours (feat. milli & debbie) do ca sĩ M.i Abaga thuộc thể loại R&b/hip Hop/rap. Tìm loi bai hat yours (feat. milli & debbie) - M.i Abaga ngay trên Nhaccuatui. Nghe bài hát Yours (Feat. Milli & Debbie) chất lượng cao 320 kbps lossless miễn phí.
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Lời bài hát: Yours (Feat. Milli & Debbie)

Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650

Oh yeah This for my real fans, let me talk about them Ride around in my first album, remember that ***? Talk about it? You put me here Am I to illegal music? Through these years, we done made a few hits I say we, cause I know the truth is You put me here I don't ever wanna let you down, so rest assured I'm still the best around, go on my head and adjust the crown Cause you put it there And haters thought I was gonna die out I was loading up, so let's ride out Show black boys in the white house, you put me there So now I know, say I know That my house and my domain Was at your shows If it wasn't for you and the love that you show I just wouldn't Show a smile, but it's yours It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours That's right Yo, my former manager said I ain't *** That's bull***, but I ain't *** Cause I swallowed it up and didn't say *** Because he brought me here And after all we've been through, we family, boy we can do Then even if we don't rekindle That friendship, you brought me here So go ahead, keep blogging, talking about my recordings Saying I'm no longer important God dang, he brought us here And I'll always be grateful I'll never be God damn hateful And it's cool, though you ain't cool But bro, you brought me here, and so I just want to hear I know where I see you shine You bring me in, but nobody believe And before you would dance, I was clammed All my blessings are yours to the share It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours It's yours, it's yours So this is reciprocity Jocity, croxity Chalk city Even in Lagos when I'm ruling, I'm feeling like it's my city I'm grateful, you put me here It's true And to my team, completely lamp house Anything we do stands out Let's hit the beach and camp out I'm grateful, you put me here You brought me here Milly Childish If my eyes can see, my mouth can tell I do it cause I'm hot as hell I bring my opportunities Whenever I land, my ass in jail Stuck behind the backseat Lending all my concentrate My time has come, my fans be waiting Listen to my prophecy Boy, you better be a man, be a head to constitute The one that you gon' probably work Mills like Michael Jackson shoes Do the *** I have to do Smoke in the atmosphere Nigga, I don't stop, cause that's the *** they got me here Young Chico Close to my pito Live through my pain and watch them niggas do a sequel Slide in between I call that Malcolm in the middle Do it for you niggas, cause it's power to the people Syfy at the top floor Sip a cognac at the top drawers Hittin' push buttons on fast cars Turn a Range Rover to an Ascar Try to see if I can go faster I adapt to what I rap for When I sneak in right the back door Now it's Young Budz on the come up 5B on the cover of that Billboards and magazines Say win-win, no runner-ups, don't cover up that real *** Facelifts, no uppercuts Y'all rollin' up, y'all blow sick Spit like I'm throwin' up Now it's Young Budz on the come up Tweet at me every day, tellin' me they love me And they, they respect the music And they just wanna see me come back and do what I do You know, and I can never pay you for that, I can never thank you enough All I can say is that when you see me Them award shows on stage Just know that that success is yours And it really is yours Like God will replenish in your life What you have blessed in my life I want you to understand that My success is your success My success is your success Yeah, I mean, and to the team Everybody, man, everybody help me make this album Yeah, I mean, Chaco City Loopy, Lamp House My management I mean, yeah, I mean family Everybody, it's yours It's yours, it's your Black Boyz God bless you God bless you abundantly, exceedingly More than everything you wish, you ask, you imagine God bless you God bless you

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