100 lyrics for "Où es-tu"
I'm ballin' outta control, I'm ballin' outta control I wake up on a daily basis I go so hard with these riches I fell in love with the Rollie I said fuck all of you hoes I count this money up, I'm already rich I fell in love as a dodie These demons, they
PlayI'm falling in love with your default picture. Whoa, oho, oho, whoa, Hey I got a feeling in my bones that I can't get rid off But that's probably the base Can't get this picture out my mind, that I've seen on Twitter The one of your face Girl I'm just
PlayTutti frutti, oh rootie Wop bop a loo bop a lop bom bom! Tutti frutti, oh rootie, ooh I got a gal, named Sue, she knows just what to do Boy you don't know what she do to me Wop bop a loo bop a lop ba ba! She rock to the East, she rock to the West She is
PlayI'm gonna build a fire in the middle of July Burn your pictures and go for a drive Down to the river Watch the ink from your love letters fade Come back home and turn that old mattress over Pour out the whiskey try wakin' up sober Gonna change it all
PlayFree fall small town Saturday night Before you lose that loving feeling Let's go dancing on the ceiling Paradise city where the grass is green But that's a song for another time Pretty soon I'll be so lonesome I could cry Brown eyed girl sweet Caroline
PlayLe cœur voyageur Qui se perd à l’horizon Chercher le bonheur Qui a grandit au loin Face à la solitude Des lendemains J’ai le cœur voyageur La meilleur des raisons Toujours sur le départ
PlayOoh, so they think I wanna die, yeah 'Cause my doors are suicide, yeah Bet my coffin would be nice, yeah Stud that bitch up with some ice, yeah These people don't want me alive, no They wanna play games with my life, oh The coupe doors are suicide, oh
PlayIt's sad that you're no longer her No longer her, no longer, no longer her, no longer Just staying back I've done so much since Who better to show it to But you were made alone And I was made alone Now we take our natural road From the pull of the rock
PlayAskin' 'bout these VV's, VV's, drippin' Couple real friends turned enemy Yeah yeah, I ain't comin' back Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold I done made it without sellin' my soul Bad bitch layin' down in a robe Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold
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