CORRIGER LES PAROLES
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(Gotcha)
We're the one, we're the one
Woo, straight up
I had a dream I was rich and I didn't wanna wake up
I was on a beach with a natural ting and she didn't need makeup
I'm Donny Jones, I grew up broke, holes in trainers
My suits never was tailored
sh*t, now they're sayin' I'm famous
I ain't got no plan B, plan A or nothin', I'm anti
Lifestyle never was fancy
When we're hoppin' outta motors angry
I was in the trap with Frankie
Need three for a pink of this danky
Decoy wrapped in a hanky
If the boydem flash me
Mush, I ain't got no B plan
Long hair, doin' up rebrand
Gyal turn shy when they see man
For real, I'm a boss, no Zidane
Calm ting, doin' up yoga
Grub in the boot of the motor
One wrong move and it's over
My lifestyle somethin' like Poker
Can't sit at my table
Spend one day in my shoes and I bet that they go home feeling unstable
Gyal wanna ride my d**k, p*ssed, I could never be unfaithful
Box to the dirt, word up, broke that sh*t all down into eight balls
I must thank God for my angels
And I stay grateful
'Cause I'm young and I'm free and I'm able
And the life I was livin' was shameful
And I let mum down, it was painful
I'm down to ride, no skateboards
I'm down to grind and break rules
Man wanna shine with fake jewels, disgraceful (Ugh)
Young Donny contagious
Back then I was livin' outrageous
I was in the swamp with the 'gators
Black hoods and ballies on faces
Donny came up from the cages
Had holes in my socks and my trainers
Now watch how I ball like The Lakers
Big tip for the waitress
We're the one, we're the one
Woo, straight up
I had a dream I was rich and I didn't wanna wake up
I was on a beach with a natural ting and she didn't need makeup
I'm Donny Jones, I grew up broke, holes in trainers
My suits never was tailored
sh*t, now they're sayin' I'm famous
I ain't got no plan B, plan A or nothin', I'm anti
Lifestyle never was fancy
When we're hoppin' outta motors angry
I was in the trap with Frankie
Need three for a pink of this danky
Decoy wrapped in a hanky
If the boydem flash me
Mush, I ain't got no B plan
Long hair, doin' up rebrand
Gyal turn shy when they see man
For real, I'm a boss, no Zidane
Calm ting, doin' up yoga
Grub in the boot of the motor
One wrong move and it's over
My lifestyle somethin' like Poker
Can't sit at my table
Spend one day in my shoes and I bet that they go home feeling unstable
Gyal wanna ride my d**k, p*ssed, I could never be unfaithful
Box to the dirt, word up, broke that sh*t all down into eight balls
I must thank God for my angels
And I stay grateful
'Cause I'm young and I'm free and I'm able
And the life I was livin' was shameful
And I let mum down, it was painful
I'm down to ride, no skateboards
I'm down to grind and break rules
Man wanna shine with fake jewels, disgraceful (Ugh)
Young Donny contagious
Back then I was livin' outrageous
I was in the swamp with the 'gators
Black hoods and ballies on faces
Donny came up from the cages
Had holes in my socks and my trainers
Now watch how I ball like The Lakers
Big tip for the waitress
