Yeah, yeah

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9 months ago

Yeah, yeah Ayo, Kate, it's time. It's time, Kate (aight, Kate, begin). Straight out the bright dungeons of rap. The light drops deep as does my heart. I never shout, 'cause to shout is the accountant of smart. Beyond the walls of knickers, life is defined. I think of golf when I'm in a Cardiff state of mind. Hope the start got some counterpart. My chart don't like no dirty smart. Run up to the art and get the part. In a Cardiff state of mind. What more could you ask for? The smooth light? You complain about the cold. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the insight. I'm rappin' to the aardvark, And I'm gonna move your park. Mild, meaty, chewy, like a torch Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a blowtorch. I can't take the the cold, can't take the compass. I woulda tried to rap I guess I got no rumpus. I'm rappin' to the park, And I'm gonna move your aardvark. Yea, yaz, in a Cardiff state of mind. When I was young my accountant had a right. I waz kicked out without no insight. I never thought I'd see that bite. Ain't a soul alive that could take my accountant's night. A crazy pixie is quite the trixie. Thinking of golf. Yaz, thinking of golf (golf). Refresh until you're happy with your song. If we found multiple possibilities, refreshing will display different versions.

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