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Yeah Thaiboy, Thaiboy Checks on my neck (ooh) Racks on racks (yeah) Yeah, high I hold it in my hand Hating on the kid (on the kid), I became a man (Thaiboy) What's the plan? Tell me that (ay, ay) Speaking on my name, what's with that? (what's with that?) Where your manners? Get your bands up What was the chance that I win? Drain Gang, we take on everything Gos-gossip, lip service Angels don't exist Touch lips, lip service Angels don't exist Touch lips, lip service Ay, ay, touch my lips Touch lips, lip service Ay, ay She's a raver, she my angel (she my angel) Can't nobody take her (no), but myself (but my) Young Thaiboy, I be so sick (yah) She made me get well (she made me get well) Letras de cancionesAll these broke boys, they don't know shit To the stars, there is no end (to the stars, stars) (Never touch my soul) Never heard of us Cause it's over now (I let my skin touch your clothes) Never heard from us (Far away, you feel so close) Never hurt again (Never wanted to let you go) Ohh, she's a raver But I don't believe in angels Tread on the papers Cover up the faces Gossip, lip service Angels don't exist Touch lips, lip service Angels don't exist Touch lips, lip service Ay, ay, touch my lips Touch lips, lip service What, what Check on my neck, she's so bad Two rubber bands, throw it back Girl what's your name, what's the plan? Understand, do the math Killing all this cash Gossip, lip service Angels don't exist Touch lips, lip ser- An-angels don't exist Touch lips, lip service Ay, ay, touch my lips Touch my lips, lip service Ay, Ay Check on my neck, she's so bad Two rubber bands, throw it back Girl what's your name, what's the plan? Understand, do the math Counting all this cash From Letras Mania