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My brother Jake, hat, shades, head in a daze. My brother Jake, have you thought about changin' your ways?. He goes out, he don't have no doubt. He don't have to know what the world's about. . My
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My brother Jake, hat, shades, head in a daze. My brother Jake, have you thought about changin' your ways?. He goes out, he don't have no doubt. He don't have to know what the world's about. . My
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My brother Jake, hat, shades, head in a daze. My brother Jake, have you thought about changin' your ways?. He goes out, he don't have no doubt. He don't have to know what the world's about. . My
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of your positivity, he is of your love. Meet one half of the juggling duo. That is your soul I'm talkin' about. Jake Jeckel Jack throw another, Jake catch one more. They'll try to catch all thats
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Song Elvis - Pat Green. A thick plush blue carpet at my feet. A peacock stained glass window staring back at me. A nine foot crushed white velvet sofa in the hallway. There's a TV in the kitchen
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I'm going as far as I can go, away from here,. Away from you, jake, and the hole you've sunk me into. I wish that I could belong here, with you, and just be,. But that's not all that I'm about
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around for long,. Well, it's a big old bomb but it gets me where I'm goin'. . Well, Rev it up and go. Rev it up and go. Rev it up and go go go. Rev it up and go. Rev it up and go. Rev it up and go
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as the story is told. And when the Lord made the Rev he must have broken the mold I'm the type of young hype, I'm mic controllin' my verse. Put your money on the Reverend 'cause I'm takin' the purse
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Song On My One - Jake Bugg. I'm just a poor boy from Nottingham. I had my dreams. But in this world they're gone, they're gone. Oh, I'm so lonesome on my one. Three years on the road, 400 shows
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heart's place. The love we made, we can't erase it, don't wanna face it. . Pitter pat, the angel on my shoulder. Is haunting me tonight. Tick tock, the clock is getting louder. Ready for me to decide
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My brother Jake, hat, shades, head in a daze. My brother Jake, have you thought about changin' your ways?. He goes out, he don't have no doubt. He don't have to know what the world's about. . My
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Bài hát Lost In Love - Big Time Rush, Jake Miller. You drive me crazy, I'm so into you. Tell me baby, do you feel it too?. And the taste of your lips got me feeling high. Girl, I swear you're an
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Bài hát Summer Jam (Featuring Florida Georgia Line) . - Jake Owen, Florida Georgia Line. Verse 1. You're the flops on my feet. The top down on my jeep. You're the watermelon sticky-lip. Kiss on my
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Song Don'T Break My Heart Again(Album Version) - Pat Green. She was standing there at the edge of outta control. Hair wild and her eyes filled with the pain. She took her heart on a string and tied
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Song Somewhere Between Texas And Mexico(Album Version) - Pat Green. You say you love me but you love me not. Something about true love that you must have forgot. To lose a memory I know just where to
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I got rhymes so def and rhymes galore. Rhymes that you never even heard before. It's like this y'all, it don't stop. It's the sure shot People want me rhymin' must be out of they mind. They say I
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. (Get ya rob). And breakin' bread with your dawgs, now that will. Get ya rob. Repeat Project Pat. At the corner stores hangin' with my young niggas. Project Pat in the Bay, what we squeeze Chrome
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, 'Def' just like 'Mos' is. And caked out like Rev just bought Hostess Run got a rhyme designed like seven-nine was. I come to flip the script and change time 'cause. Go, here we go, here we, here we
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Song Baby Doll(Album Version) - Pat Green. She stops and checks her reflection in a car parked on the corner. She says it's hell on me this working down at the diner. Some people say man she was
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Russell and grind and rock beats. And I'm back, what? Another hit for the streets. I got love for my brothers from Queens to overseas Step into the room and then boom, the horn screams. Rev rollin, royal
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Intro/Chorus repeat 2X. I make the trap - BOOM BOOM 4X. I got soft, I got hard, I got pills, I got balls 2X Project Pat. Rocks under my balls, pistol in my drawers. A bird of blow on the table
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nigga cheese up on my mind *** the nine, wanna make change, suckers lay it down. Project Pat and them Three 6 niggas who get down. 'Bout that loot, let the bullets shoot get across your grill. I'm a
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Make dat ass clap make it snap (talk to me now). Make dat ass smack when I slap (talk to me now). If you is the baddest booty the phatest. Let me hear you holla out I yi yi Make dat ass clap make i
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Guillô, prends ton tambourin,. Toi, prends ta flûte, Robin. Au son de ces instruments. Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan. Au son de ces instruments. Je dirai Noël, gaiement. Willie, bring your little
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Three 6 Mafia f/ Al Kapone, 8Ball & MJG, DJ Spanish Fly, Project Pat DJ Paul talking yeah yeah yeah it's goin down m- motherfucking motherfucking-town bitch. The originaters up in this bitch, we got
