A keresés eredménye

Mami Cosa

Ya Ma
Cash, cash, cash, Chloe cash
 
Mami Kousa Mami Kousa Mami Kousa (oh)
I complain to who , what Mami Kousa is all about
Mami Kousa Mami Kousa Mami Kousa
I complain to who, what Mami Kousa is all about
 
Where are the days of the time, where is magnanimity
I can't find the friend I want when I want
It's a wave, all of it, cheek, fashion, Cosa.
I complain to why my circumstances, and I say that we were
We lived and were satisfied
Our dream is tunics, not millions
We are all standing next to each other In nature, they are not illusory
 
Mami kosa mami kosa (mami kosa)
I complain to Maine, what Mami Kousa is all about
Mami Kousa Mami Kousa Mami Kousa
I complain to Maine, what Mami Kousa is all about
 
Ride on the pedal if you don't want it to work
You say a fleet driver, and you are your motor as a jazz jazz
From outside the watch and wearing expensive and the belt is obligatory
From the inside of your empty price, say no words
Hear the words of the heroes, you will win
You will grow taller, you will sink
Stay on the principle you'll succeed and reach, oh
 
Mami kosa mami kosa (mami kosa)
I complain to who, what Mami Kousa is all about
Mami kosa mami mami kosa (mami mami mami)
I complain to who, what Mami Kousa is all about
 
It's all a championship (still a championship)
People just talk, they don't understand what manhood means
It's all a championship
These people just talk, they don't understand what manhood means
 
Expensive people, their concern lives in the high
And the souls are exposed, I wish the cloth with my bed
An Arab installment and wear water boots
The sinuses are perforated in orbital appearances
Look when the shirt remains more expensive
Who is in the price
 
Mami kosa mami kosa (mami kosa)
I complain to who, it's all right, Mami Kusa (Mami Kousa)
Mami Kousa Mami Kousa Mami Kousa
I complain to who, what Mami Kousa is all about
 
Days of old (oh) where is chivalry (oh)
I can't find the friend I want when I want
She's a wave all over her cheek, Vogue Cosa
I complain to why my circumstances, and I say that we were
We lived and were satisfied
Our dream is tunics, not millions
We are all standing next to each other
In nature, they are not illusory
 
Mami kosa mami mami kosa (mami mami kosa)
Complain to who Walker Mami Kusa (It's all OK Kusa)
Mami Kousa Mami Kousa Mami Kousa
I complain to Maine, what Mami Kousa is all about
 
Mami Kousa Mami Kousa Mami Kousa
Mami Mami Mami Mami Mami Kousa
Mami squash mami zucchini (zucchini)
I complain to who, what Mami Kousa is all about
 
Mami Mami Ma Mami Kousa
Yama mami yama kusa
Mami Mami Mami Kousa
Mami Mami Mami Kousa
 

They're not worthy

people exhaust me .. they don’t get me
maybe because .. i’m like no one else
i’ll put on my shades .. listen to my music
and live my way .. even if it's a different way
 
they're not worthy ..
 
they flip through my notebook .. trying to figure out my words
why so obsessed .. my story belongs to me
i will look after myself .. pamper myself
embrace myself .. and zone them out
 
they're not worthy ..