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Albums:

A Tribute to Celine Dion (Patti Lewis) · Plays Celine Dion (New Symphonic Orchestra) · A Tribute to Celine Dion (Celine Dion) · Unison/Celine Dion/The Colour of My Love (Celine Dion) · Plays The Music Of Celine Dion (The Moonlight String Orchestra) · 2 in 1: Celine Dion (Celine Dion) · Let's Talk About Love/Celine Dion (Celine Dion) · Celine Dion/D'Eux/S'Il Suffisait D'Aimer (Celine Dion) · Songs of Celine Dion (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Celine Dion, Vol. 2 (Celine Dion) – and 90 other albums »


[Celine Dion]
No mountain's too high for you to climb 
All you have to do  is have some climbing faith 
No river's too wide for you to make it
[Celine Dion]
No mountain's too high for you to climb 
All you have to do  is have some climbing faith 
No river's too wide for you to make it
- show us your clit
Claudia Schiffer - because you're not worth it
Ewan McGregor don't deserve the force
Céline Dion's got the face of a horse
No
a chaffeur drivin me around 

in the green Rolls Royce, parked parallel, on Fifth Avenue 

Steppin in Bloomingdale's, waitin for Celine Dion to get her
watching vet po posing wit the most fly
livest gortex made in Mexico, Brancs fifteen five
Celine Dion ties two thousand nine bubble eye shit
*talking by
Masseuse, wedding ring on, loving Celine Dion.
Hate rap, told me where she get caked at.
Shes a part time danca, part time romanca.
Tries to be a mother
Fuck 'em all
Fuck Celine Dion, and fuck Dionne Warwick
You both make me sick, suck my dick
Fuck the Berlin Wall, both sides of it
And fuck Lyle Lovett,
Spiderweb sex, must'a got caught up 
But there's more to it 
I remember once 
Sayin' let's shit on the peons 
Let's go ta Vegas nd watch Celine Dion
watch celine dion 
Make em say 'wat we on??
U say no like u was doin it for eons 
Fuck it, I'll just hum and let the watch give off the neons 
Wen it
watch celine dion 
Make em say 'wat we on??
U say no like u was doin it for eons 
Fuck it, I'll just hum and let the watch give off the neons 
Wen it
Masseuse, wedding ring on, lovin' Celine Dion.

Hate rap, told me where she get caked at.
She's a part time danca, part time romanca.
Tries to be a mother
it's May time
I'll never let him go, Celine Dion
He said, "I'm the light in the darkness", neon
And [Incomprehensible] bow way
And so bended knees,
Straight Up..turn it up, the headphones, turn it up..yo you here me?
Wutup Toney?
Wsup don' don'..
All the way up..
You know how we do..
Let's
Don' Don'
(All the way up)
You know how we do
(Let's get this paper together)
You motherfuckin' right Pa, uh, huh
(That's right, c'mon nigga)
That's
Whats up don' don'

[ODB] 
All the way up

[Ghost]
You know how we do

[Cappa] 
Let's get this paper together

[Ghost]
You motherfuckin' right
Wutup Toney?
[Ghostface] Wsup don' don'..
[ODB] All the way up..
[Ghost]You know how we do..
[Cappa] Let's get this paper together..
[Ghost]You
Still Lex knows
Gasoline jumper on with the most fly livest Gortex made in Mexico 
Bricks Fifteen Five
Celine Dion ties
Two Thousand dollar bubble
reap flow n-gga
Gettin swallowed by the Maybach deep throat n-gga
Uh, I’ma bout to go planters,
I’m still in my prime, Dion Sanders
We all gamblers,
shit so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin' restricted
Fans sayin' I switched
They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got
I'm with Celine Dion 

Throw her in the bed, she the next one I pee on 



Say what bitch 

Phase two 

Yeah yeah 

What what what 

What
I'm with Celine Dion 

Throw her in the bed, she the next one I pee on 



Say what bitch 

Phase two 

Yeah yeah 

What what what 

What
shit so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin' restricted
Fans sayin' I switched
They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got
nigga got Chanel on my waist
Run up on me playin' I'mma aim it at ya face
And that go for anybody, anyway, aye
I'm a rich blood by the way
And I'm having
stayed on the raps 'til we made it on the map
By then, No I was my main guy
He and I was like Chi-town's Gang Starr
We had came far together, with a long
We ain't got to talk about his conversate
Baby by the way I touch you, you know what I'm saying
Oh, oh, oh, ridin' slow
Oh, oh, oh

I'm just