Search results for 4 making of candyman by christina aguilera

We've found 19 lyrics, 40 artists, and 100 albums matching 4 making of candyman by christina aguilera:



You know we keep that white girl (Hey!), Christina Aguilera (owh, owh, owh!)
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya (owh, owh, owh!)
I need
You know we keep that white girl (Hey!), Christina Aguilera (owh, owh, owh!)
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya (owh, owh, owh!)
I need
You know we keep that white girl (Hey!), Christina Aguilera (owh, owh, owh!)
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya (owh, owh, owh!)
I need
to little kids 
And expect them not to know what a women's clitoris is. 
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is 
By the time they hit 4th grade,
slapped him
Then sold the shit to Paul Micartney, then I double-taxed him
The chrome Desert Eagle convinced him and relaxed him
Christina Aguilera came
clitoris is.
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is, by the time they hit 4th grade,
They got the discovery channel don't they?
We ain't nothing but
And expect them not to know what a women's clitoris is. 
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is, by the time they hit 4th grade, 
They got
clitoris is.
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is, by the time they hit 4th grade,
They got the discovery channel don't they?
We ain't nothing but
And expect them not to know what a women's clitoris is. 
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is, by the time they hit 4th grade, 
They got
of bad luck [crash]
Causing terror to christina aguilera
When i grab her by the hair and drag her across the sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with
of bad luck [crash]
Causing terror to christina aguilera
When i grab her by the hair and drag her across the sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with
of bad luck [crash]
Causing terror to christina aguilera
When i grab her by the hair and drag her across the sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with
Nobody's Perfect Lyrics
    Nicki Minaj
    Freedom Lyrics
    Christina Aguilera
    Make The World Move Lyrics
    Kelly Clarkson
    Don't Rush
And expect them not to know what a women's clitoris is. 
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is, by the time they hit 4th grade, 
They got
you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might
held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You
compassion in the trail of tears
Drive bys and robberies I been dwelling in ATL for years
I slang hand to hand no procrastination
Worser than Candyman off
love being ass to ass
Grab a gun by the nose with the butt to gat-spank ya
Never say that I'm a gangsta (Now that's gangsta)
Y'all niggas sound like
held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You