Texty:
Count The Stars Other

As we sank our souls into the last good moment well ever know yet could I stop to think about my actions, why I cant control them I know that, this could

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re counting the stars, we're counting the stars We're gonna go far, we're gonna go far We're counting the stars, we're counting the stars We're not very

my n-gga I'm the type of stars and stripes you know what I'm saying, you come f-ck with me on that bullsh-t you'll be seeing Stars and Stripes n-gga,

't got none 'Cause lately y'all been actin' funny, I guess you smell some money Get out my pockets, betta count your shit It?s still St. Clair wig-split Four other

a lot of game to spit that rap I wanna put a little game to her just like that Too $hort I thought you knew You can't count three and then skip two It

bitch, chains give her... I'm at the window sky watching, Planning as usual, that's what I'm doing when I quiet, I can't remember... but she had that... That other

got a bedroom What else count money and give a nigga head room So when you hear the leg boom, bitch, you better get somewhere Somebody gettin' hit somewhere But on the west start

neck Throw the other black Jimmy to ya chest If you budge, you get stretched, nothing more, nothing less Pay respect, I'm a element of Homicide Housing In other