757 English Song Lyrics With English, Hindi Translation ~ 100 gecs

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757 Lyrics by 100 gecs is a newly released English song produced by Laura Les & Dylan Brady. The latest song 757 lyrics are written by Dylan Brady & Laura Les. The song was published on 17th March 2023.


This Is Only For Those Who Feel English Reading is Very Hard, You Must Read It And Learn From It…It will surely make you interested in English reading and you will be able to boost your English in actual exams.

757 Song Details:

Song:757
Singer(s):100 gecs
Produced by:Laura Les & Dylan Brady
Written by:Dylan Brady & Laura Les
Label(©):Dog Show Records

757 Lyrics


Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven
I’ve been smokin’ since eleven
Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven
I’ve been smokin’ since eleven
Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah


Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven
I’ve been smokin’ since eleven
Told the devil he’s a lemon
I got problems with my spending
All these horses in my engine
Doing eighty in a thirty
I’m never in a hurry
Screaming: “La-di-da-di-da-di
Everybody wanna party”
Drinkin’ bottles of Moscato
Takin’ pictures with a model
Stayin’ up until the morning
Wish that I was more discerning
Goin’ wild like coyote
Where’s the water? Something’s burnin’, yeah

Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven
I’ve been smokin’ since eleven
Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven
I’ve been smokin’ since eleven
Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah


Blow out the blunt smoke
Sound of the shotgun
I wanted smoke so I went out and I got some
Live in dog years and I feel twenty six
Yeah I’m old bitch but I learn new tricks
Better learn quick or end up like green bricks
You say you smoke real trees, they look like little sticks
We don’t smoke trees, we smoke tree sized dicks

Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven
I’ve been smokin’ since eleven
Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I’ll never go to heaven
I’ve been smokin’ since eleven
Told the devil he’s a lemon, yeah

I smell the trees when I’m in Colorado
Interior gas station McDonald’s
I left my cellphone dead at the house
I see the stars when the sun goes down
Somebody’s making money off of my problems
The way that you’re talking, you’ve better wear a condom
I smell cowards and sons of a bitch
Everything quick all smells like shit
I smell the trees when I’m in Colorado
Interior gas station McDonald’s
I left my cellphone dead at the house
I see the stars when the sun goes down


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