51 lyrics for "OK! ready to go!"
Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Young nigga that's more famous than these older niggas Young nigga
PlayUh, Delivering the goods You better watch out and hold on tight We're heading your way like dynamite Feeling like we're, ready to kick tonight No hesitating, my bodies aching Looking for some action, satisfaction all right Charging, vein faced, as active
PlayYou put your arms around me and I'm home And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go I hope that you see right through my walls I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling I'll never let a love get so close You put your arms around me I
PlayI'm so fancy Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y You already know I'm in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo Can't you taste this gold Remember my name, 'bout to blow That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
PlayHow did we get here? Baby, I gotta know On the other side of love Baby, you don't have to keep looking through my phone If something's going on, girl, you'd already know We can't even say two words without a fight anymore You tell me you hate me and I
PlayInto me, you'll see You got me wide open, now I'm ready You broke me wide open, open sesame Is this intimacy? I built a wall so high, no one could reach A life of locks, I swallowed up the keys I was petrified, only knew how to hide They can't hurt me if
PlayHey! brand new girl Baby (baby), baby (baby), baby, wanna be a brand new girl OK! ready to go! 両手いっぱいの dreams 抱きしめたら ドラマティックに step into the world 色褪せない one and only キミとの memories 忘れない ずっと Goodbyes are not forever, my friends Baby, baby, baby, wanna be a
PlayI got to the show, ayy and I know they want me to rock out I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana I'mma wipe my jewelry, all my rocks are ready to pop y'all, ayy Fuck the baddest bitch, make 'em tap out Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out
PlayFor givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you
PlayHe's just a singer, a natural born guitar ringer Kind of a clinger to sad old songs He's not a walk-behinder, he's a new note finder But his name's a reminder Of a blues man that's already gone So he started drinkin', took some things that messed up his
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