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För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Child's Gift of Lullabyes: Snuggle Up - A Gift of Songs for Sweet Dreams (Barbara Bailey Hutchison) · The Perfect Gift (Russ Guthrie) · Perfect Gift [UK] (Hundred Reasons) · The Perfect Gift (Hundred Reasons) – and 90 other albums »


the music I find
In every breath, every sigh
One precious gift shared by two
This is my song for you

2-
Hold me close I need to feel you near
Oh! You are
lives
Born to sing, and we proved it
A gift from the man above
Peace to our fans, and to competitors
One love
Sorry, not in it for the competition
uh
Few private thoughts, I'm not just
Out for your sex, let me simplify
The things and life that
You find complex, forget what
You heard bout me 'cause
[Jay]
Deliverin, I'll deliver and give ya
Whatcha been waitin (one two three) for/four
This, is the gift of the gab
That I had when I came out the lab
and a budlight
Just for your freeks on a moon lite late nite

Tell me three 6 whose that bumpin' that music
Hypnotizin' Koop
I tell you who
I'm 'bout to lose it
tall, and a bud light
Just for you freaks on the moonlight late night

[Koopsta Knicca]
Tell me Three 6 who be bumpin' that music
Hypnotizin'  Koop I tell
think I'm gonna
There's four right angles in a square, ninety degrees in every corner
And by using multiplication you simply
Multiply ninety by four
you're hit 
These bitches is becking by the smell of the jet piff 
These niggas is jealous of the love the jets get 
But I ain't stressing, momma roll
Okay.

Bob- On the seventh day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me: seven packs of smokes,

Doug- (Nice gift...) Oh, six packs of two-four!
(BG
feelings
Only love can steer you right

I bring laughter, I bring music
I bring joy and I bring tears
I will soothe your primal fears
Throw off those chains
your feelings
Only love can steer you right
I bring laughter, I bring music
I bring joy and I bring tears
I will soothe your primal fears
Throw off
trip,
The music's for the sad man,

Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
a short trip,
The music's for the sad man,

Forever young,
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever and ever
Forever
the federales roll up
Basketball shorts with the Gonzales Park odor
We on the mission for bad bitches and trouble
I hope the universe love you today
‘Cause
the universe love you today
‘Cause the energy we bringing sure to carry away
A flock of positive activists and fill the body with hate
If it’s necessary
it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
get into all that
Girl I perform for ya, like a porno star
Till ya had enough then I just need a little bit more
New music, new move, new position
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?

[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?

Lit it up, like the 4
Okay.

Bob- On the seventh day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me: seven packs of smokes,

Doug- (Nice gift...) Oh, six packs of two-four!
(BG
Eyed Peas
    Drop It Low Lyrics
    by Ester Dean
    At The Bottom Lyrics
    by Brand New
    Somebody To Love Lyrics
    by Leighton Meester
they Turner-All by all types of rings and j clothes
I went and got some Ernie Ball strings and a rig for shows
Wig-wearin' hoes love my long solos
love is never endin'
And that's just like the gospel
It's for sure is never pending
Not just from my beginning,
Keeps me until I'm finished
Takes me
Okay.

Bob- On the seventh day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me: seven packs of smokes,

Doug- (Nice gift...) Oh, six packs of two-four!
(BG
Stutterin' givin' 'em rest and makin' love again
In my best I be the run again
And I have the man dem stutterin'

I'm getting this nigga in
music in the chamber
I'm God's gift, heard I was born in a manger
Danger! Cosmetic face rearrange you
Leave you slumped on the chessboard, found by