paroles de chanson Olivier Cares, Richie Doesn't* - tHe KiDDs*

I was the type to root against home teams
Write a repetitive poem, then beat up her pussy, I got no opponents
We fall into feuds so rarely, but whenever we do I'm a ronin
I had three tickets to Rome but a star didn't want to go, blamed it on Covid

I'll make a cameo here and there like my name Conan O'Brian
She wanted me, I'm European, so I destroyed her like the Mayans
Like Dwight and Jim, Adam and Olivier made an unruly, a Holy Alliance
She went from slashing my tires to begging that me and my girl ought to retire

Like a liar's pants, K is on fire
Like some weed in the car, as he's driving K is just getting like higher and higher
Donda's son cueing the choir, I got off the gird in the queue of the player
I reside in the evilest lairs, I'm rubbing my hand like the fly in air
I was pretty, now rugged post chopping the hair

The winter mean bulking, and K is a bear
Like a nursing home, olivier cares, tell me your problems, I'll take it from here
Transparent as hell, call me a window pane, keeping it clear
My natural teeth look like veneers, if I do chip them, I'm sobbing real tears

Real tears
Real tears
Real tears
Real tears
Real tears

Baby don't blame it on me my father ain't raised no bitch
So I never cry I never weep I never lie I never cheat
I see your deceit I see the real you cant hide that from me
Look Ollie may care but I don't I live for scares that life throws

I live for the scars that god gives and this don't look like an option
And if I was given choice I ain't change shit
Cause there's only one me baby I'm not changing shit I'm changing the world
Brick by brick so why stay mad at the kid I add a some magic to this

You reap what you sow so knit he real tall real vocal
Real odd real local been off since lockdown
Big talk on the socials a stone cold soul roaming
Fuck fixing what's broken
Fuck fixing what's broken