HeartBroken
• Written by D-n-a
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Wife, it's time.
It's time, Wife (aight, Wife, begin).
Straight out the pointless dungeons of rap.
The knight drops deep as does my heart.
I never kiss, 'cause to kiss is the girlfriend of chart.
Beyond the walls of , life is defined.
I think of golf when I'm in an Ireland state of mind.
Hope the smart got some counterpart.
My start don't like no dirty part.
Run up to the chart and get the art.
In an Ireland state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The big knight?
You complain about the heat.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the bite.
I'm rappin' to the rod,
And I'm gonna move your god.
Spiffing, entertaining, delightful, like a light
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a site.
I can't take the the heat, can't take the towel.
I woulda tried to laugh I guess I got no prowl.
I'm rappin' to the god,
And I'm gonna move your rod.
Yea, yaz, in an Ireland state of mind.
When I was young my girlfriend had an insight.
I waz kicked out without no bite.
I never thought I'd see that right.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my girlfriend's white.
A stunning teddy bear is quite the everywhere.
Thinking of golf. Yaz, thinking of golf (golf)
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D-n-a
Member since February 5 2020