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raffoul
raffoul
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raffoul
raffoul
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raffoul
raffoul
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歌詞

9-1-1 call, I need a dispatch,
All these fake ass rappers, got a mismatch,
Empty ass pockets, I got the big bags,
Need a smoke, rollin up, with the zig zags,
Smoking up, all this hash, and I cant see,
Fuck where you at, when I had no place to sleep,
But her love, shed light, on these dark streets,
Where's my Dabke Queen?
Dabke Queen
Theres my Dabke Queen
I'm in love with the way that you shake it off,
All the shit, that I faced, now is paying off,
Sitting back, in the room, and im dazing off,
Light a spliff, take a hit, then I pass it on,
Drinking shots, like it never mattered,
My Queen, pulled me up, from the fucking shatters,
Never thought, i'd make it out of these fucking battles,
Never dreamed, i'd be with my Dabke Dancer,
I love that you shook my heart,
The way she walks,
The way she talks,
Talk to me baby,
I'm faded,
Faded,
I'm faded,
Wheres my Dabke Queen,
Dabke Queen
Theres my Dabke Queen
Move your body, everybody lets go,
Shake your hips, drop down, to the floor,
Pull it up, wind real slow,
Wind real slow, wind real slow,
Move your body, everybody lets go,
Shake your hips, drop down, to the floor,
Pull it up, wind real slow,
Wind real slow, wind real slow.
Written by: Raffoul Louis Saadeh, raffoul
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