paroles de chanson GOT MY PONY SPAM FOR YOU - Renard

Who's a silly pony? You're a silly pony!
Who is? You is! Applejack
Bumping into gates and knocking over fences
Who is? You is! Applejack
All day long you trot around, looking at the apples on the trees
Dreaming all your pony dreams, licking lips so greedily

Who's a silly pony? You're a silly pony!
Who is? You is! Applejack
Bumping into gates and knocking over fences
Who is? You is! Applejack
All day long you trot around, looking at the apples on the trees
Dreaming all your pony dreams, licking lips so greedily

When I was a little filly
And the sun was going down
The darkness and the shadows
They would always make me frown
I'd hide under my pillow
From what I thought I saw
But Granny Pie said that wasn't the way
To deal with fears at all

She said: Pinkie, you gotta stand up tall, Learn to face your fears
(When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot)
You'll see that they can't hurt you, Just laugh to make them disappear
(When the pigs try to get at yea
Park it like it's hot)
Pinkie, you gotta stand up tall, Learn to face your fears
(And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot)
You'll see that they can't hurt you, Just laugh to make them disappear
(I got the rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it, got it.)

Who's a silly pony? You're a silly pony! Who is? You is! Applejack
Bumping into gates and knocking over fences Who is? You is! Applejack

I am here at the grand gala, for it is the best party
But the one thing it was missing was a pony named Pinkie
For I am the best at parties, all the ponies will agree
Ponies playing, ponies dancing, with me at the grand gala!

Pinkie you gotta stand up tall
At the grand gala!

Pinkie you gotta stand up tall
At the grand gala!

Pinkie you gotta stand up tall
At the grand gala!

When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at yea
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
I got the rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on

When I was a little filly
And the sun was going down
The darkness and the shadows
They would always make me frown
I'd hide under my pillow
From what I thought I saw
But Granny Pie said that wasn't the way
To deal with fears at all

She said: Pinkie, you gotta stand up tall
Learn to face your fears
You'll see that they can't hurt you
Just laugh to make them disappear

She said: Pinkie, you gotta stand up tall
Learn to face your fears
You'll see that they can't hurt you
Just laugh to make them disappear

Here at the Grand Gala!
(Pinkie, you gotta stand up tall, Learn to face your fears)
Here at the Grand Gala!
(You'll see that they can't hurt you, Just laugh to make them disappear)

Here at the Grand Gala!
(Pinkie, you gotta stand up tall, Learn to face your fears)
Here at the Grand Gala!
(You'll see that they can't hurt you, Just laugh to make them disappear)

With me at the Grand Gala!