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she like the way that i dance
she like the way that i move
she like the way that i rock
she like the way that i WOO
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Every time I fuck, she call me daddy
My lil' mama nasty
I see the pussy through the panties
She taste like candy
She a queen, like Nefertiti
 
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Estoy carreteando con todos mis primos y primas



Acabo de escuchar este tema, no soy gay, pero wn la cagó este tema. me gustaria que me lo dedicaran, muy bacan

 
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compilado culiao bueno..


Doomer Music - Depressive Suicidal Black Metal

00:00:00 - Fjaer - 11 Days
00:11:30 - Apati - Morgondagen
00:19:54 - ... - The Tears of an Anguished Soul
00:26:29 - Melancolie - Lost Life
00:31:09 - :idolo: Burzum - Erblicket Die Tochter Des Firmaments
00:39:01 - Abyssic Hate - Depression Part1
00:51:39 - Lyrinx - No Failure In Suicide
01:02:07 - Hopeless - Even Death Rejects Me
01:10:29 - Культура Курения - Конфискатор
01:20:02 - Hanging Garden - I Was Cold Beside You
01:29:09 - Psychalgia - Cold Alienation (Instrumental Demo)
01:34:30 - Apati - Eufori
01:39:38 - Worthless Life - Autumnal Suicide (Instrumental)
01:44:51 - Sorrow - Sorrow (Instrumental)
01:48:07 - Stunde Null - Enshrouded (Instrumental)
 

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Ahora te despiertas y preparas su café
Desde que me he enterado yo no puedo ni comer
Cariño, no soporto estar sin ti, pero parece que tu sí
¿Quién es él?
Dime y lo mataré

:jsong:
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Podés hacer un gol
Y podés llevar tu luna al cielo
Puedes ser un gran campeón
Jugar en la selección
Y no tienes un poquito de amor para dar





Yendo de la cama al living
Sientes el encierro
 
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Grip as I double the cup, sip a puddle of mud
Got one pint in my blood
Twelve O's got me real fucked up
Eyes roll back, I spill my drugs
 


Ain't got no patek cause I'll be here till the end of fucking times
Thy kingdom come; thy will be done
And still you wonder, "who am I?"
I am the devil's son, born and raised
Preaching suicide, googly eyes
"Tell me more!"—okay
Praise the fucking devil, God can suck my dick
I scorch the plains
Making mountains crumble, glaciers meltin', oceans swellin'
I'm lord of the plagues
Load up my—
Wait a fucking minute, I got more to say
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Never say no to whatever drugs, I always enter the void
When it is time that I die, make sure I'm buried in FTP corduroy
Suicideboys
Most avoided, most ignored, I like their old stuff from before (I do)
Who am I, Freud?
I'm not who I thought I was anymore
I'm not, like you
I'm not, like you
I don't want the life you live
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Had to take another title, sorry for the wait
Barely ever took a break on, fashion like my time need
More hours in a day, I apologize if I'm late
Tap the vein, whoa, barely look like I'm awake
Darker shades, bluer veins, bluer money in the bankroll
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm going
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it

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Flexin' on these niggas, every bone and muscle
Steady taking shots, but never hurting numbers
Even then, y'all don't worry nothin'
And I'd like to give a shout-out to my niggas with a game plan
And shout-outs to my niggas with escape plans
Uh, twenty bands, rain dance
We could either rain check or we can make plans
 
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