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letra de rolling stone - tim buds

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[verse 1: tim buds]

coming up, getting hated on
now they the ones i’m balling on
feeling like i’m all alone
living like a rolling stone

i remember being young, yeah
no bullsh-t and having fun, yeah
i need to slow my roll
riding through the city, get to balling, finger roll

[bridge: tim buds]

first i make a hit yeah and then i make another one
wake up, she had nothing on
that’s the way i like it
grab a sprite and spike it
turn around and ride it

[verse 2: tim buds]

i’ll go gold before i’m old
rolling reefer on the road
most of stories go untold
take a dream and make it grow

foreign b-tch up in my ride
pour what’s left, i feel alright
gotta get the bands yeah, so i can afford a jag
i ain’t bullsh-tting, out in brescia popping tags

make a movie like a cinemax
stars up in the sky and yeah we count em while we smoking wax
i just drank a fifth of jack, shopping bags when i’m at saks
convertible, i drop it back just like a running quarterback

i can tell you something, nothing bout me looking normal
i just close my eyes, take a tab, then i go into my portal

well the westside beams and the lights of love move on
and i know you saw me from across the room

please go light the zone, sip gin till froze
we get uber jets just to make it home
blindfold whip the foreign yeah i whip the ghost
that girl bad, like boogie she bang the post

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