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letra de beatle - like me

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today i saw a barbie in the action man
i did not sit still, went into action-man
i’m not gonna lie, i think you’re nice
she told me: “you know crook you really like him.” (speaking)
we can do things but i spent a penny
because i like royston drenthe i
we camp if i am in drenthe
and we do not learn from detention, man
i fall for your sister so, distance
felt pattern on the bus, nitrous oxide
i have a criminal record, many here are schizo
ask him to shoot, and he says “i shoot so”
she must be hot, if i frieze fack
because i irritate me that language there in friesland (heavy)
very young but i was already on the streets man
realized early on that that sh-t was not from ‘t nothing
you flinched when i was leveling out ‘t nothing came
yes, you shocked when i leveling out ‘t nothing came
he goes hard, that’s not fair, he’s a thief man (thief?)
i’m fly, fortunately without fear of flying

[hook]
look who thought of me as i stood in the cold
better ask nothing of me, i ask nothing of you
and the streets are hot, and that sometimes makes me limp
i do not foresail to the blue
no, do not foresail to the blue

[verse 2]
bicycle thief, but you play a wegpiraat
but f-cken me money and road pirate
i get head like a soma but not chew qat
and i do not l!ck p-ssy, you’re a lukewarm chap? (parra)
sometimes with long sleeves but no gap
chicks sitting here with hangovers’ kheb women (enough)
jopie in the bin, he was lukewarm caught
i give a blue blow on a cold night
want a lot of money, no women not
because i swear on my mother, i do not trust them
sometimes a sl-t i wiep car into me
but i dump rd in the ring, no we do not marry
with jopie and we were out on dough
best witty what we’ve been up to
sometimes i see chickens and i spice them too
at the door towel already smoked cannabis at home
previously all me clothes sale
yes, once all me clothes sale
pattas 2 years was debris etc
now i’m on dough, buy me something sweater

[hook]
look who thought of me as i stood in the cold
better ask nothing of me, i ask nothing of you
and the streets are hot, and that sometimes makes me limp
i do not foresail to the blue
no, do not foresail to the blue

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