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was built to be loved
(Body, my body, my body, my)
Ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba
Ba ba-ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba
(Body was built to be loved!
Built to be!)
La-la

Ooh la la
Ooh la la

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (ooh la la)

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Back in the days, this shit worked quite right
It was the music that got me by, music touch my soul
Music from the ghetto
Ain't nobody tell me how

telling your story
I'll understand

You can have my body
You can have my money
You can have my soul if you want it, too
You've become a problem
But I

soon
Who knows how many souls they put in the tomb
I be puttin' the group up in the boot
It says I'm lookin like my daddy
The more i follow the son
Got

soul snatched by the people who you tested
It's a No man's land, it's a no man land
Everyone know where to start, but not where it could end
It's

Lose control, of body and soul
Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow
Don't get ahead, just jump into it
Y'all hear about it, the Peas'll do

la bouche ils ont rigolé
Elle a mal au rain car j'l'ai démonter
J'déscendrai pas car je fais que monter
J'ai écris l'histoire que j'vais t'raconter
2 2

fighting, punching ball
Zonards avant d'être punks
Sales bougnoules, music hall
Fais grésiller ce funk
Laisse mijoter la soul
Bunker obviously drunk
BXL
FUCK

fighting, punching ball
Zonards avant d'être punks
Sales bougnoules, music hall
Fais grésiller ce funk
Laisse mijoter la soul
Bunker obviously drunk
BXL
FUCK

Como la herida dulce
Como yo que voy creciendo
Con la luna llena a mi lado
El yin yang habla perfecto
Inspired by you
You
Inspired by you
One two tree

Ooo La La

Robin Thicke

Blurred Lines [Deluxe Edition]

2013

voice, won't raise my hand
Keep telling your story, I'll understand

You can have my body
You can have my money
You can have my soul if you want it too

ahh, ah ahh)
Let go in your mind body and soul- entirely (ah ahh, ah ahh)

There was a girl free spirit and opened to the world
She la la la la la la la

AnimalTribeClub
Ho ho ho merry Christmas
Deck the halls with pounds of molly
Fa la la la la la la la la
If you cross us you'll be sorry
Fa la la la

my body 
Your lips saying “Oops I’m sorry”

You can touch me like you do 
My heart is made for two (hum hum)

I can feel your danger 
My body knows you

(Dvus Texas nigga)
Drop, dealing with us goes hard in your face just like oh damn
(Dvus Texas nigga)
Your face just like your soul we ran right

dragonnes, dragons
Ont le, ont le feu

So much faya inside
Ya ya ya woh
Burn my body, make me fly
Oh la la la la la
Tempted by the dark side
Ya ya ya ya
Like

abortion clinics
Random bodies thrown up in it
In the streets where I was playin
In the Jungles where im stayin
Gun shots by elementarys
These niggas wasnts

be MIA
Take a trip back to LA we'll be cruisin down the freeway singing

Ohhh
Tell me your that somebody
Queen B got that body baby
I'ma give you my

to assassinate all gates will be a 
Rotting body
Country ran by inbred and pedophilic creatures won't obey 
Over my 
Rotting body  

Miracles spirits hear its

Soul Rebels

De La Soul

Reflection Eternal

2000

may be slow
We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man

eyes everyday of my life o
Twenty-four seven you alone on my mind o
I'm trying my best to get you out of my head
But spirit soul and body no go lemme

won't let me
Oh I'm haunted by your lips, your soul, you're everywhere I go

Dee la dee dee la dee da la dee la dee dee
La dee dee la dee da la dee la

On n'est pas de la même famille
Shinobi te dit qu'ils veulent tous nous passer au tamis

Oh no, we're in a recession
Shit that was planned by the Bilderberg