Paulo Leon - Mario's Kid текст песни

Текст песни Mario's Kid - Paulo Leon



You are now listening to BALMORAL, an album by Paulo Leon
Red brick on the house I know
Fresh grasses mowed
Molasses mode, high note, that's a side note
I got too much time I call Dylan, why not no new friends?
Now that's my kin, I was my sins
Goodbye to the eyes
I write a lie to satisfy
The moles, crashing high up off my soul to magnify my locally
Wanting to be over seas, I'm looking like an ornament
What was he supposed to be his soul is sick
Uh
Red brick on the house I know
Fresh grasses mowed
Molasses mode, high note, that's a side note
I got too much time I call Dylan, why not no new friends?
Now that's my kin, I was my sins
You're right, usually I'm the first one out
But tonight, combos will be on our mouths
Plot holes stuck up in our trousers, I cut for the couch
AKA my Counsellour, she pregnant as fuck
Playing manhunt, used to hide behind cars
Now its manhood, and some of us just hide behind bars
I understand ya, don't flash it, cat's was moving them bars
Juicy the profit
How could I cop it I pondered it hard
Red brick on the house I know
Fresh grasses mowed
Molasses mode, high note, that's a side note
I got too much time I call Dylan, why not no new friends?
Now that's my kin, I wash my sins



Авторы: Paulo Leon


Paulo Leon - Balmoral
Альбом Balmoral
дата релиза
08-10-2018




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