Cory Jreamz - Berlin Blues lyrics

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Think I walk up in my land

I’m lost in the trance

See it like a twenty belly jean

It’s fucking nausea in labyrinth

I think I walk up in the land, a final explain but I was all in the trance

Is sounding like a Jonny Mitchell like in eighteen six

I was in wrapped from a hand touching my tips

And she was kind of slammer, she already there, is that type of chick

Yeah you the one how knows, I analyses

She had to hit up on my …and her lips looking so tasty

Looking so well like a devor her blue dress

And mine you, I only nigga you really have a less

Carry man but her people will chock it

Your skin doesn’t matter when I’m driving by the lex

I do it for the love, then d it for the love and do it but to last

Berlin blues

I Think I walk up in my land

Think I walk up in my land

I think I’m lost in the trance

The nineteen fucking feel you with the film man

They use to tell me up in class: don’t be dreaming things

Don’t be like duging bad, don’t let your dream kill you

But be like mister king don’t let ‘em try to stel you

Or should I be like mister ex with a forty seven

For now we’ll sit at home and get quick for some fat …

And sitting here I could be the next joy to get this