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PONY MUSIC (feat. Feather) - Vylet Pony/Feather.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Vylet Pony
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Vylet Pony
[00:15.508]Yeah, woah.
[00:17.314]Pony out, pony out.
[00:20.839]Pony Music.
[00:23.064]I'm beating a dead horse with this shit, but this enough pony samples for you, you pussy ass bitch?
[00:27.242]Oh, Pony Music.
[00:28.871]Said, 'you wouldn't,' but I did.
[00:30.485]'Swear, she shouldn't,' but I did.
[00:32.095]Pony Music for the win.
[00:33.718]"Poser shit," you a bitch.
[00:35.791]And I've been at this shit for way too long, yeah, yeah.
[00:42.061]See me on my blips, I don't need no sitch.
[00:45.344]I lick those dots then dip, then make these pony hits.
[00:48.552]I don't need no bitch, I don't need no bitch.
[00:51.873]I just need friendship, then love the audience.
[00:55.220]Yeah, uh.
[00:56.993]Hear that Big Mac go 'click.'
[00:58.563]**** the B's going mid.
[01:00.274]ABC For a kid.
[01:02.002]This shit 146.
[01:03.558]I ice these losers' wrists.
[01:05.427]These ponies trying to grift, this bitch she talkin' with.
[01:10.501]'Cuz I don't wanna be like you baby.
[01:16.898]Been doing my own thing lately.
[01:23.083]See me on my blips, I don't need no sitch.
[01:26.418]I lick those dots then dip, then make these pony hits.
[01:29.510]I don't need no bitch, I don't need no bitch.
[01:32.931]I just need friendship, then love the audience.
[01:42.708]I've been making buckets, it was writ.
[01:44.145]Repping Daly City, hitting clips.
[01:45.759]Seductive Crew, baby, they were my bitches.
[01:47.341]Yak City, Izzy with me, babe.
[01:48.925]Shit's been getting worse and I hate it.
[01:50.620]It's not bout the ponies, it's the raging.
[01:52.272]Ghosts of pony past, stop your grieving.
[01:53.960]Feather came back, knew we could save it.
[01:55.611]Bitch.
[01:57.337]Once upon a time...
[02:00.405]I was playing Archie and PinkiePieSwear on the road back.
[02:04.573]Still the future's bright...
[02:06.682]Some bitches never get it, that this shit's been our whole life.
[02:10.353]I've been In Her Garden, at The Gala, at The Wedding, Hooves Up High.
[02:13.701]To be pony is to dance with the lights.
[02:16.911]How do we take it back?
[02:18.505]Trot out your own ****ing path, when you're in the doldrums, just leave them behind.
[02:25.205]This is real west coast Pony Music.
[02:26.856](Though it seems cold, on this cold black night.
[02:28.552]The sun has set, let's bring it back to life) — [Sing a song about life]
[02:30.713]I've known good, I've known bad.
[02:32.706]Don't mistake this old fag.
[02:34.065]Discord gone and played a fad, when real bitches want SGAP.
[02:37.061]I've been long undercover, playing these men and their mothers.
[02:40.659]I've been out here, worse before, now I tame that beast, just like Flutters.
[02:44.128]Letter, call the princess.
[02:45.676]Requiem for the rest.
[02:47.410]I've been dropping bets, hive been minding nests, "Uni Days" were the best.
[02:50.339]Dashie all in that box.
[02:52.330]All these bitches are talk.
[02:53.911]Blank flanks gon' tank face, spamming 'based,' 'cuz they're mogged, yuh.
[03:25.140]See me on my blips, I don't need no sitch.
[03:28.415]I lick those dots then dip, then make these pony hits.
[03:31.748]I don't need no bitch, I don't need no bitch.
[03:34.984]I just need friendship, then love the audience.
[03:37.835]May these thousand Winters swiftly pass...
[03:43.999]May these thousand Winters swiftly pass...
[04:02.843]Uh, Pony Music.
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作词 : Vylet Pony
作曲 : Vylet Pony
Yeah, woah.
Pony out, pony out.
Pony Music.
I'm beating a dead horse with this shit, but this enough pony samples for you, you pussy ass bitch?
Oh, Pony Music.
Said, 'you wouldn't,' but I did.
'Swear, she shouldn't,' but I did.
Pony Music for the win.
"Poser shit," you a bitch.
And I've been at this shit for way too long, yeah, yeah.
See me on my blips, I don't need no sitch.
I lick those dots then dip, then make these pony hits.
I don't need no bitch, I don't need no bitch.
I just need friendship, then love the audience.
Yeah, uh.
Hear that Big Mac go 'click.'
**** the B's going mid.
ABC For a kid.
This shit 146.
I ice these losers' wrists.
These ponies trying to grift, this bitch she talkin' with.
'Cuz I don't wanna be like you baby.
Been doing my own thing lately.
See me on my blips, I don't need no sitch.
I lick those dots then dip, then make these pony hits.
I don't need no bitch, I don't need no bitch.
I just need friendship, then love the audience.
I've been making buckets, it was writ.
Repping Daly City, hitting clips.
Seductive Crew, baby, they were my bitches.
Yak City, Izzy with me, babe.
Shit's been getting worse and I hate it.
It's not bout the ponies, it's the raging.
Ghosts of pony past, stop your grieving.
Feather came back, knew we could save it.
Bitch.
Once upon a time...
I was playing Archie and PinkiePieSwear on the road back.
Still the future's bright...
Some bitches never get it, that this shit's been our whole life.
I've been In Her Garden, at The Gala, at The Wedding, Hooves Up High.
To be pony is to dance with the lights.
How do we take it back?
Trot out your own ****ing path, when you're in the doldrums, just leave them behind.
This is real west coast Pony Music.
(Though it seems cold, on this cold black night.
The sun has set, let's bring it back to life) —
I've known good, I've known bad.
Don't mistake this old fag.
Discord gone and played a fad, when real bitches want SGAP.
I've been long undercover, playing these men and their mothers.
I've been out here, worse before, now I tame that beast, just like Flutters.
Letter, call the princess.
Requiem for the rest.
I've been dropping bets, hive been minding nests, "Uni Days" were the best.
Dashie all in that box.
All these bitches are talk.
Blank flanks gon' tank face, spamming 'based,' 'cuz they're mogged, yuh.
See me on my blips, I don't need no sitch.
I lick those dots then dip, then make these pony hits.
I don't need no bitch, I don't need no bitch.
I just need friendship, then love the audience.
May these thousand Winters swiftly pass...
May these thousand Winters swiftly pass...
Uh, Pony Music.