A_cardif_state_of_mind
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•04 Sep 2022
Yeah, yeah Ayo, men, it's time. It's time, men (aight, men, begin). Straight out the full dungeons of rap. The handbag drops deep as does my key. I never tickle, 'cause to tickle is the civil partner of sea. Beyond the walls of pants, life is defined. I think of buildings when I'm in a Cardiff state of mind. Hope the tree got some me. My free don't like no dirty sea. Run up to the c and get the flee. In a Cardiff state of mind. What more could you ask for? The crazy handbag? You complain about the heat. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the tag. I'm rappin' to the light, And I'm gonna move your right. Hot, cool, married, like a soap Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an envelope. I can't take the the heat, can't take the leg. I woulda tried to taste I guess I got no nutmeg. I'm rappin' to the right, And I'm gonna move your light. Yea, yaz, in a Cardiff state of mind. When I was young my civil partner had a rag. I waz kicked out without no flag. I never thought I'd see that lag. Ain't a soul alive that could take my civil partner's drag. A pointy flamingo is quite the lingo. Thinking of buildings. Yaz, thinking of buildings (buildings).
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Keep grinding 👌🏾 Bars: Nice 🌟 Delivery: Nice 🌟 Impression: Dope 🔥
i loved that song men .....keep it up men
Yeah, yeah Ayo, men, it's time. It's time, men (aight, men, begin). Straight out the full dungeons of rap. The handbag drops deep as does my key. I never tickle, 'cause to tickle is the civil partner of sea. Beyond the walls of pants, life is defined. I think of buildings when I'm in a Cardiff state of mind. Hope the tree got some me. My free don't like no dirty sea. Run up to the c and get the flee. In a Cardiff state of mind. What more could you ask for? The crazy handbag? You complain about the heat. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the tag. I'm rappin' to the light, And I'm gonna move your right. Hot, cool, married, like a soap Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an envelope. I can't take the the heat, can't take the leg. I woulda tried to taste I guess I got no nutmeg. I'm rappin' to the right, And I'm gonna move your light. Yea, yaz, in a Cardiff state of mind. When I was young my civil partner had a rag. I waz kicked out without no flag. I never thought I'd see that lag. Ain't a soul alive that could take my civil partner's drag. A pointy flamingo is quite the lingo. Thinking of buildings. Yaz, thinking of buildings (buildings).
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