The One Who Comes To Mind - Yeon Bora

So it's a beautiful day to be playing this song It's one of my favorites I love playing this way This is so fucking nice, right? It's like different... Every time it comes off different Like... And I love it Beautiful!

Oh darling Won't you listen to the one who loves you? Oh darling I wish you would listen to the one who loves you Been meaning to tell you You're one of a kind You grew up singing in the rain Not singing too much nowadays Not getting too much right But there's something about you Something I've never known And I don't want to let it go No, I don't want to let it go But there's one palm in the sun, girl And the other in the cold And I don't know which one to hold No, I don't know which one to hold Oh darling Won't you listen to the one who loves you? Oh darling I wish you would listen to the one who loves you Well, I saw you like a butterfly Falling through the stormy sky You're getting lost on this world And you sit there singing lullabies Trying to hum away the lies And you don't realize why it's so hard But there's something about you Something I've never known And I don't want to let it go No, I don't want to let it go There's one palm in the sun, girl And the other in the cold And I don't know which one to hold Oh Oh darling Won't you listen to the one who loves you? Oh darling I wish you would listen to the one who loves you Who loves you (Who loves you, ooh) (Oh, oh) (You should know, 'cause it's true) (There's a love-light over you) (You should know, because it's true) (There's a love-light over you) Oh darling Won't you listen to the one who loves you? Oh darling I wish you would listen to the one who loves you

Smack in the track Like Ace Notorious Dave Kick back Ice all over the place Mix licker Yeah With guest on the track You're my chick, you're my señora Bora, bora, bora Döp, döp, döp, döp, dödödödödöp Dö, dödödöp, döp, dödödödödöp, döp Döp, döp, döp, döp, dödödödödöp Dö, dödödöp, döp, dödödödödöp, döp Döp, döp, döp, döp, dödödödödöp Dö, dödödöp, döp, dödödödödöp, döp Bora We got the energy Yeah Dibidibi MC With the d'n'b Gang bang beats to the E.N.D. Quick trigger (trigger, trigger) Damage and rust You're my chick, you're my señora Bora, bora, bora Döp, döp, döp, döp, dödödödödöp Dö, dödödöp, döp, dödödödödöp, döp Döp, döp, döp, döp, dödödödödöp Dö, dödödöp, döp, dödödödödöp, döp Döp, döp, döp, döp, dödödödödöp Dö, dödödöp, döp, dödödödödöp, döp Bora Straight to the floor Yeah Smash up the place To jump or not to jump That is the question It's chapter five Year twenty-five We're still alive And lyrics fly like birds in the sky Privjet hardcora Bora, bora, bora Döp, döp, döp, döp, dödödödödöp Dö, dödödöp, döp, dödödödödöp, döp Döp, döp, döp, döp, dödödödödöp Dö, dödödöp, döp, dödödödödöp, döp Yeah Döp, döp, döp, döp, dödödödödöp Dö, dödödöp, döp, dödödödödöp, döp Döp, döp, döp, döp, dödödödödöp Dö, dödödöp, döp, dödödödödöp, döp Bora, bora, bora

Symon Dice Duro Oooh, Oooh Dalex Reggaeton Sex Quien mejor que yo Conoce tu piel Y sabe hacerte amor Como yo lo sé Nadie como yo Hace que le llegues Después de La disco tarde Prefieres a este cabron Que si sabe esperar Que te venga' por más Que tarde Quien mejor que yo (ooh) Mejor diablo conocido Que demonio por conocer (Por conocer) No se tratar bien tu corazón Pero si darte placer Siempre que te vas No tardas en volver Yeiii Admito que te ves bien rica Sin ropa Aún no te la'hecho y la tiene Grandota Muchos te tiran, el DM explota Y solo conmigo te pones Bellacota Y yo contigo me pongo Bien bellaco Cuando estas en cuatro Con el pelo suelto Te encojonas si al final Te lo saco Porque te encanta que Termine adentro Te mojo como playa En Bora Bora Te rompo la cama y el cora Siempre después de terminar Te pongo a pensar Quien mejor que yo (ooh) Mejor diablo conocido Que demonio por conocer (Por conocer) No se tratar bien tu corazón Pero si darte placer Siempre que te vas no Tardas en volver Yeiii Quien mejor que yo Conoce tu piel Y sabe hacerte amor Como yo lo sé Nadie como yo Hace que le llegues Después de la disco, tarde Prefieres a este cabron Que si sabe esperar Que te venga' por más Que tarde Quien mejor que yo Quien mejor que yo Rich Music

DJ on the beat so it's a banger All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather chase a check Man, this shit so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora, cost me 80 racks I'm the one, bitch asked me for a flight when she ain't ate it yet I'ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back Can't no real nigga lie on they word and try to take it back I might mix my Percocet with reed, I can't find the Act Off a lotta pills, kissin' bitches, ew Designer junkie, yeah, only top Chanel Don't get caught with the scale, Bro 'nem died in the field We had to split our meals, went half for hotels Gotta watch your mans, that's the beauty of the streets Look at me and my bitch, that shit Beauty and the Beast Never call my phone about the opps 'cause ain't no peace Man this shit for real, found out my homie, he police All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather chase a check Man, this shit so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora, cost me 80 racks I'm the one, bitch asked me for a flight when she ain't ate it yet I'ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back Can't no real nigga lie on they word and try to take it back I might mix my Percocet with reed, I can't find the Act Funeral, suit and tie, I'll shoot for the guys Takin' shrooms on me now, car go vroom on them now I got groupies on me now, I got Gucci on me now I put blood in my Shahada, I got kufis with me now Feel like I'm dyin', I'm too high, Pluto died in the Chi Got me ridin' around, hunnid rounds on him now Hunnid rounds on him now Pluto died in the Chi, Pluto... All this clout shit, you chasin' that, Balenciaga, space cadet I don't even fuck with niggas, I'd just rather chase a check Man, this shit so crazy, seen my idol with a fake Patek I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora, cost me 80 racks I'm the one, bitch asked me for a flight when she ain't ate it yet I'ma hit that road and try to jam until I make it back Can't no real nigga lie on they word and try to take it back I might mix my Percocet with red, I can't find the Act