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Bella Bella Donna (Vico Torriani) · Ricky/Ricky Nelson (Rick Nelson ) · Ricky/Ricky Nelson [UK] (Rick Nelson ) · Ricky Sings Again/Songs by Ricky (Rick Nelson ) · Ricky/Ricky Nelson (Rick Nelson ) · Ricky Sings Again/Songs by Ricky (Rick Nelson ) · Everything You Never Had (We Had It All) (Andreya Triana) · Everything You Never Had (We Had It All) (Andreya Triana) · Playlist: The Very Best of Ricky Martin (Christina Aguilera) · Pistas: Canta Como Ricky Martin (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


a spanish chic my friends say
that loves head, salsa, merengue
mi favora con esta chocha
like Ricky Martin, livin la vida loca

Chorus:

(Beatnuts)
I love
needed time,
To do what I had to do
Caught in the life,
I can't let it go
Whether that's right,
I won't ever know
Uh, but here goes nothing

Aston Martin
worries at all
Listening to the
Aston Martin music, music

Would've came back for you
I just needed time, 
To do what I had to do
Caught in the life,
And called em mentirosa, but I'm fly and attract
Now I'm a mega, ???, you see me on the pista
Talkin 'bout Spanish Fly, my man, ???
And all my boys sit
on?
I tried to break it up I said, stop it, leave her
She said, "If I can't have you she can't either"
She grabbed me closely by my socks
So I broke
needed time,
To do what I had to do
Caught in the life,
I can't let it go
Whether that's right,
I won't ever know
Uh, but here goes nothing

Aston Martin
worries at all
Listening to the
Aston Martin music, music

Would've came back for you
I just needed time, 
To do what I had to do
Caught in the life,
know what she said
But I sure liked the way that she said it
A little voice in my head said
Boy, you won't ever forget it
They say that Spanish is
stop in it's place.
The bus came by and i got on, that's when it all began,
There was cowboy neal at the wheel of the bus to never ever land.
She was twenty, I was maybe half
Had a gold tooth and a smokey laugh
And I remember being somewhere
With my momma when she walked by

Had
and wristwatches
I had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous
And walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
Startin' shit like some
on?
I tried to break it up I said, stop it, leave her
She said, "If I can't have you she can't either"
She grabbed me closely by my socks
So I broke
a rep, but what good is it now?

She said "Damn I just stopped to say Hi.... Bye"
I was too deep for you from day one
That's why we never had
way before Ricky Martin sung "Livin' La Vida Loca"
What hood you come from?
I was raised in Brooklyn, but did my studies in Jerusalem
The New Jerusalem
that door
You had your feet up over the seat
All I heard was screaming
It was just like a movie
Too real to be
That just can't be my bride to be, no
Well, I took me a woman late last night
I's three-fourths drunk she looked all right
'Till she started peelin' off her onion gook
She took off her
flicked it up from Sports Illustrated.
I was silked out, flossing with stout, he had the gators.
When she walked in, she lit up the room, like Las Vegas.
five o ones,
Thousand dollar jeans flow
Its funny how Gucci made all the slates gone
I'm winning cause Ricky made my mistakes known
Its funny that
had a thing for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the dreams he was dreamin'
Did she have a clue of all the schemes he was schemin'
Still loved him just
Last night as I lay dreaming
Of pleasant days gone by,
Me mind been bent on rambling,
To Ireland I did fly,
I stepped on board a vision
problems, I just had an epiphany
I used to fuck a Spanish bitch and her friend bad
And when she went to work I got some friend head
I never asked about her
son, I still kinda wish I could of been there when he was born
At 3:01, by gone be gone, there's nowhere wrong and all
Yours sons about, and since I
had the ass the size of South America
She said ain't you that kid that sing Guantanamera
way before Ricky Martin sung "Livin' La Vida Loca"
What hood
da 
Todamamatodamama da da da da 

All the signals that I'm sendin I'll keep sending them and on the constanttillionth time, I'll make you mine
black, well-done beef cooker

My tre-eighty kept me crazy Dunn, she had me whipped
In the whip high, riding by, ready ta spit
She like to talk shit,