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[yee-old-lyrics]

Thank U, Next

Bethought i'd endeth up with sean

but that gent wasn't a matcheth

wroteth some songs about ricky

anon i hark and chuckle

coequal almost did get did marry

and f'r pete, i'm so thankful

wisheth i couldst sayeth, "thank thee" to malcolm

'cause that gent wast an angel

one did teach me loveth

one did teach me patience

and one did teach me teen

anon, i'm so most wondrous

i've did love and i've hath lost

but yond's not what i seeth

so, behold what i did get

behold what thee did teach me

and f'r yond, i sayeth

thanketh thee, next (next)

thanketh thee, next (next)

thanketh thee, next

i'm so fuckin' grateful f'r mine own ex

thanketh thee, next (next)

thanketh thee, next (next)

thanketh thee, next (next)

i'm so fuckin'. 

spendeth m're timeth with mine own cater-cousins

i ain't w'rri'd 'bout nothin'

plus, i hath met someone else

we havin' bett'r discussions

i knoweth those gents sayeth i moveth on too festinate

but this one gon' lasteth

'cause h'r nameth is ari

and i'm so valorous with yond (so valorous with yond)

the lady did teach me loveth (love)

the lady did teach me patience (patience)

and the lady handles teen (pain)

yond the horror's most wondrous (yeah, the lady's most wondrous)

i've did love and i've hath lost (yeah, yeah)

but yond's not what i seeth (yeah, yeah)

just behold what i've hath found (yeah, yeah)

ain't nay needeth f'r searching, and f'r yond, i sayeth

thanketh thee, next (thank thee, next)

thanketh thee, next (thank thee, next)

thanketh thee, next (thank thee)

i'm so fuckin' grateful f'r mine own ex

thanketh thee, next (thank thee, next)

thanketh thee, next (said thanketh thee, next)

thanketh thee, next (next)

i'm so fuckin' grateful f'r mine own ex

thanketh thee, next

thanketh thee, next

thanketh thee, next

i'm so fucking. 

one day i'll walketh down the aisle

holding hands with mine own mama

i'll beest thanking mine own father

'cause the lady hath grown from the drama

only wanna doth t once, real lacking valor

gon' maketh yond the horror lasteth

god f'rbid something happeneth

least this song is a smasheth (song is a smasheth)

i've did get so much loveth (love)

did get so much patience (patience)

i've learn'd from the teen (pain)

i did turn out most wondrous (turn'd out most wondrous)

i've did love and i've hath lost (yeah, yeah)

but yond's not what i seeth (yeah, yeah)

just behold what i've hath found (yeah, yeah)

ain't nay needeth f'r searching

and f'r yond, i'll sayeth

thanketh thee, next (thank thee, next)

thanketh thee, next (thank thee, next

thanketh thee, next

i'm so fuckin' grateful f'r mine own ex

thanketh thee, next (thank thee, next)

thanketh thee, next (said thanketh thee, next)

thanketh thee, next (next)

i'm so fuckin' grateful f'r mine own ex

thanketh thee, next

thanketh thee, next

thanketh thee, next

yeah, yee

thanketh thee, next

thanketh thee, next

thanketh thee, next

yeah, yee

#thank u next #Ariana Grande #lyrics #song #Shakespeare

[yee-old-lyrics]

God is a Woman

Thee, thee loveth t how i moveth thee

mine own one, at which hour all is hath said and done

thee loveth t how i toucheth thee

thee'll believeth god is a mistress

and i, i feeleth t aft'r midnight

a feelin' yond thee can't square

mine own one, t ling'rs at which hour we're done

thee'll believeth god is a mistress

i wanna not wasteth nay timeth, yuh

thee ain't did get a one-track mind, yuh

has't t any way thee liketh, yuh

and i can bid yond thee knoweth i knoweth how i wanteth t

ain't nobody else can relateth

knave, i liketh yond thee ain't afraid

baby, did lie me down and alloweth's prayeth

i'm tellin' thee the way i liketh t, how i wanteth t

and i can beest all the things thee toldeth me not to beest

(yuh)

at which hour thee tryeth to cometh f'r me, i keepeth on flourishing

(yuh)

and that gent seeth the univ'rse at which hour i'm in company

t's all in me

thee, thee loveth t how i moveth thee

thee loveth t how i toucheth thee

mine own one, at which hour all is hath said and done

thee'll believeth god is a mistress

and i, i feeleth t aft'r midnight

a feelin' yond thee can't square

mine own one, t ling'rs at which hour we're done

thee'll believeth god is a mistress

i'll bid thee all the things thee shouldst knoweth

so, baby, taketh mine own handeth, saveth thy soul

we can maketh t lasteth, taketh t sloweth, hmm

and i can bid yond thee knoweth i knoweth how i wanteth t, yuh

but thee diff'rent from the rest

and knave, if 't be true thee confesseth, thee might receiveth did bless

seeth if 't be true thee des'rve what cometh next

i'm tellin' thee the way i liketh t, how i wanteth t

and i can beest all the things thee toldeth me not to beest

(yuh)

at which hour thee tryeth to cometh f'r me, i keepeth on flourishing

(yuh)

and that gent seeth the univ'rse at which hour i'm in company

t's all in me

thee, thee loveth t how i moveth thee

thee loveth t how i toucheth thee

mine own one, at which hour all is hath said and done

thee'll believeth god is a mistress

and i, i feeleth t aft'r midnight

a feelin' yond thee can't square

mine own one, t ling'rs at which hour we're done

thee'll believeth god is a mistress, yeah, yeah

yeah, yeah

(god is a mistress, yeah)

mine own one

(one)

at which hour all is hath said and done

thee'll believeth god is a mistress

thee'll believeth god

(god is a mistress)

oh, yeah

(god is a mistress, yeah)

(one)

t ling'rs at which hour we're done

thee'll believeth god is a mistress

#Ariana Grande #god is a woman #Ariana #lyrics #shakespeare

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My My My

shineth on, diamond

maketh not me waiteth anoth'r day

'cause passion is passion

thee knoweth t just as well as m

anon, alloweth's stand ho running from love

running from loveth

alloweth's stand ho, mine own baby

alloweth's stand ho running from

running from us

alloweth's stand ho, mine own baby

oh mine own, mine own, mine own

i kicketh the bucket ev'ry night with thee

oh mine own, mine own, mine own

living f'r thy ev'ry moveth

sparketh up, buzzeth cutteth

i've did get mine own tongue between thy teeth

wend sloweth, nay, nay, wend festinate

thee liketh t just as m

anon, alloweth's stand ho running from loveth

running from loveth

alloweth's stand ho, mine own ba

alloweth's stand ho running from us

running from us

alloweth's stand ho, mine own baby

oh mine own, mine own, mine own

i kicketh the bucket ev'ry night with thee

oh mine own, mine own, mine own

living f'r thy ev'ry moveth

oh mine own, mine own, mine own

i kicketh the bucket ev'ry night with thee

oh mine own, mine own, mine own

living f'r thy ev'ry moveth (your ev'ry moveth)

oh mine own, mine own, mine own

mine own, mine own, mine own

shouldst beest the last night of all ev'

shouldst beest the last night of all we're apart

did get mine own nameth on this treasure

on this treasure

oh mine own, mine own, mine own (oh mine own, mine own, mine own)

i kicketh the bucket ev'ry night with thee (i kicketh the bucket, i kicketh the bucket, i kicketh the bucket, i kicketh the bucket, yeah yeah)

oh mine own, mine own, mine own (oh mine own, mine own, yeah)

living f'r thy ev'ry moveth (living f'r, living f'r, yeah)

oh mine own, mine own, mine own

i kicketh the bucket ev'ry night with thee

(oh mine own, mine own, mine own, oh mine own, mine own, mine own)

oh mine own, mine own, mine own

living f'r thy ev'ry moveth

(living f'r thy ev'ry moveth)

oh mine own, mine own, mine own

#troye sivan #my my my #lyrics

[yee-old-lyrics]

Back To You

i knoweth thee sayeth thee knoweth me, knoweth me well

but these days i coequal not knoweth myself, nay

i at each moment bethought i'd beest with someone else

i bethought i wouldst owneth the way i hath felt, yeah

i calleth thee but thee nev'r coequal answ'r

i bid myself i'm done with naughty g

but then i receiveth so numb with all the laught'r

yond i f'rget about the teen

heigh-ho, thee stress me out, thee killeth me

thee drageth me down, thee alas me up

we're on the did grind, we're screaming

i knoweth not how to maketh t stand ho

i loveth t, i misprise t, and i can't taketh t

but i keepeth on coming backeth to thee

i knoweth mine own cater-cousins those gents giveth me lacking valor counse

liketh moveth on, receiveth thee out mine own mind

but thee not bethink i haven't coequal hath tried?

thee did get me c'rn'r'd and mine own hands art did tie

thee did get me so addict'd to the drama

i bid myself i'm done with naughty games

but then i receiveth so numb with all the laught'r

yond i f'rget about the teen

heigh-ho, thee stress me out, thee killeth m

thee drageth me down, thee alas me up

we're on the did grind, we're screaming

i knoweth not how to maketh t stand ho

i loveth t, i misprise t, and i can't taketh t

but i keepeth on coming backeth to thee (back to thee)

oh, nay, nay, i just keepeth on coming backeth to thee (back to thee)

oh, nay, nay, i just keepeth on coming backeth to thee

and i guesseth thee'll nev'r knoweth

all the bullshit yond thee putteth me through

and i guesseth thee'll nev'r knoweth, nay

yeah, so thee can cutteth me up and kisseth me hard'r

thee can beest the pill to ease the teen

'cause i knoweth i'm addict'd to thy drama

baby, h're we wend again

heigh-ho, thee stress me out, thee killeth me

thee drageth me down, thee alas me up

we're on the did grind, we're screaming

i knoweth not how to maketh t stand h

i loveth t, i misprise t, and i can't taketh t

but i keepeth on coming backeth to thee (back to thee)

oh, nay, nay, i just keepeth on coming backeth to thee (back to thee)

oh, nay, nay, i just keepeth on coming backeth to thee

backeth to thee

i just keepeth on coming backeth to thee

#back to you #Louie #bebe #bebe rexha #louis tomlinson

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Dan's Roast yourself

A month without uploading that gent cometh backeth with a tag (whoo)

yond nay one coequal tagg'd that gent in that gent's not a dare to drageth (ouch)

so prepareth f'r an attacketh and by yond i cullionly cringe (cringe)

causeth this moth'rfuck'r's 'bout to receiveth did drag by his fringe

first things first, thou art freakishly tall t's weird thee behold liketh a noodle (true)

thee've did get hair yond wast merit in 2007 and did wet thee just behold liketh a poodle (hobbit)

throweth in a very much annoying posh voice and, yup, yond's dan (posh

thou art what wouldst befall if 't be true winnie the pooh fuck'd slend'rman

thee procrastinate making videos, causeth being judg'd is scary? (ooh)

thou art so closeth to being f'rgotten, the misprise's imaginary (whoa)

the only reasoneth thee receiveth views is thou art anoth'r white gu

yond people ship with his cousin causeth those gents bethink t's kawaii

oh

reasons wherefore dan's a faileth (yay!)

i'll giveth thee some

thee nev'r tweet, thee ov'reat, all thee doth is caterwauling and catch but a wink

thy jokes art shitposts and memes with nay 'riginality (uh i understand you not)

thy family's depress'd thee did flop thy law grise at univ'rsity

and aught embarrassing yond's from thy past thee just fordid

thee w're vegan f'r liketh three weeks, then what, thee did miss the meat? (milk)

wow, i'm so did impress by thy cleareth m'ral integrity!

thee tryeth so hard to beest peaceful and diplomatic

but can't maketh toast without tumblr declaring thou art problematic (boo, oh)

i couldst wend on th're's m're if 't be true i checketh

th're's m're things on this listeth than chins on thy neck

on thy birthday thee jok'd thee w're a quart'r way to death

a 100? yeah, at which hour getting out of sleep chamber maketh thee out of breath? (real)

so thy celebrity crusheth wast j-law but anon t's evan p. ? (mhmm)

what the alas coequal is thy sexuality?

t's hard to putteth thee in a boxeth at which hour thee keepeth t so blurry (what is't)

i bethink t's just to hideth yond thou art secretly a furry

i'm-i'm joking

obviously

well enow yond wenteth deep. 

 repress t? yup!

bef're i starteth crying alloweth's wrapeth this the horror up

i'm gonna wend and masturbate, then caterwauling into a slice of zza (feelings)

shout out to the oth'r youtub'rs especially ryan higa (j'rk)

a cringe compilation did mix with cultural appropriation

hath met with nay depreciation t's the youtube nation

click subscribe, if 't be true thee wanna gaze 4 videos a year! ('r 3)

to seeth mine own lasteth one (from 10 years ago), just click ov'r h're (fail)

so leaveth a comment with thy reaction, thee can calleth me a coystrill

causeth thee just witness'd the roast of danisnotonfire

#phan #dan and phil #roastyourself #dan

[yee-old-lyrics]

Mia Khalifa (Smoke Hijabi veres)

Hitteth 'r misseth

i guesseth those gents nev'r misseth, i understand you not?

thee did get a boyfriend, i did bet that gent doesn't kisseth ya

that gent gon' findeth anoth'r wench and that gent wonneth't misseth ya

that gent gon' skrrt and hitteth the dab liketh wiz khalifa

thee playeth with those folk balls liketh t's fifa

thee on ev'ry leveleth, thou art the leadeth'r, ooh

thee hath used to w'rk at whataburg'r

anon thee popeth thy pussy f'r the warneth'r broth'rs

(and yond bangs, bro)

shots fired, thou art fir'd

thou art wash'd up, thou art did retire

thy kitty looks liketh a champain tireth (eww!)

i did bet yond thy kitty real not restful

p'rfect!

#Mia Khalifa #Smoky hijab #tick tock #lyrics #rap #ilovefriday

[yee-old-lyrics]

I'm in the business of mis'ry,

alloweth's taketh t from the top. 

 the lady's did get a corse liketh an hourglass, t's ticking liketh a horologe. 

 t's a matt'r of timeth bef're we all runneth out,

at which hour i bethought that gent wast mineth the lady hath caught that gent by the that from which we speak. 

i wait'd eight longeth months,

the lady finally setteth that gent free. 

 i toldeth that gent i couldn't forswear that gent wast the only one f'r me. 

 two weeks we hath caught on fireth

the lady's did get t out f'r me,

but i weareth the biggest smileth. 

heigh-ho, i nev'r meanteth to brag. 

 but i did get that gent wh're i wanteth that gent anon. 

 heigh-ho, t wast nev'r mine own intention to brag

to stealeth t all hence from thee anon. 

 but god doest t feeleth so valorous,

'cause i did get that gent wh're i wanteth that gent anon. 

 and if 't be true thee couldst then thee knoweth thee wouldst. 

 'cause god t just doth feel so. 

 t just doth feel so valorous.

second chances those gents ev'r not matt'r, people nev'r changeth. 

 once a wh're thou art nothing m're, i'm s'rry, yond'll nev'r changeth. 

 and about f'rgiveness, we're both did suppose to has't did exchange. 

 i'm s'rry honey, but i hath passed t up, anon behold this way. 

 well th're's a million oth'r girls who is't doth t just liketh thee. 

 looking as innocent as possible to receiveth to who is't,

those gents wanteth and what those gents liketh, t's easy if 't be true thee doth t right. 

 well i refuseth, i refuseth, i refuseth!

heigh-ho, i nev'r meanteth to brag

but i did get that gent wh're i wanteth that gent anon. 

 heigh-ho, t wast nev'r mine own intention to brag

to stealeth t all hence from thee anon. 

 but god doest t feeleth so valorous,

'cause i did get that gent wh're i wanteth that gent even but now. 

 and if 't be true thee couldst then thee knoweth thee wouldst. 

 'cause god t just doth feel so. 

 t just doth feel so valorous.

i gazed his wildest dreams cometh true

not one of those folk involving thee

just gaze mine own wildest dreams cometh true

not one of those folk involving. 

heigh-ho, i nev'r meanteth to brag

but i did get that gent wh're i wanteth that gent anon. 

heigh-ho, i nev'r meanteth to brag

but i did get that gent wh're i wanteth that gent anon. 

 heigh-ho, t wast nev'r mine own intention to brag

to stealeth t all hence from thee anon. 

 but god doest t feeleth so valorous,

'cause i did get that gent wh're i wanteth that gent anon. 

 and if 't be true thee couldst then thee knoweth thee wouldst. 

 'cause god t just doth feel so. 

 t just doth feel so valorous

#paramore #misery business #shakespeare #lyrics #shakespearean #emo #renaissance