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Lil Keke Birds Fly South

me how you love it You get it how you live, or you close your mouth And there's one thang fa sho, mayn the birds fly South [Lil' Keke] I'm bout to touch

Prijevod: Lil 'Keke. Ptice lete na jug.

for the pain, that I get from the game uh [Hook x2] [Lil' Keke:] I know I'm right there, so I'm working a lil' harder Doing show after show, trying

we go again, living life on the run Here we go again, they got me riding with my gun Here we go again, man this shit is a trip Here we go, again [Lil' Keke

would feel this good [Hook: Billy Cook] [Lil' Keke] Look at us now, a whole year passed by Can't believe girl, that you still looking fly As you can

a prostitute I like 'em short like 'em tall, like 'em thick and cute I like 'em jazzy classy, so sophisticated Nasty attitude, make all the hoes hate it [Lil' Keke

won't you hit the dance flo', and go make some'ing and let me make some'ing [Lil' Keke:] Raise up off the wall, go on test the flo' Lil' mama she acting