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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
Written by ricky & kim wilde

I want to tell you of a place that I recall
Where you're drawn by the seduction
And the beauty of it all
You can step
our turn to play calypsos 
Yo me and you meet me by the two 
A war goin' on that's involvin' the crews 
Bring both your arms Rel and Moose down in
the triple
take, I bomb crews without tom cruise on the mission my pole positions got
competitions
mama wishing they're stuck to fishing by Ricky's lake
think he Uncle Ruckus
I left Jimmy, they was spending silly with my budget
And now I'm rolling with some cooler niggas I can fuck with
You by
I don't know what these niggas speakin' off
I don't know what these niggas trippin' on
Don't touch my niggas I suggest you don't
Boy if you do you
but by the Lord's grace still existing
Should be in depression La trill is missing, cousins in prison
Heard Little Ricky was snitching, now he's
I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper into Corvette
Enthused by the touch of a woman she's a masseuse
And I'm a professional porn star when
positions next
Sent her pictures of her titties blowing up my texts
I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper into corvette
Enthused by the touch
I want all the kush
I want all the bottles
I want all the cash
I want all the models
I want it all
I want it all

[Verse 1: B. Martin]
Ok,
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
to Florida City, Opa-Locka 
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
the South
Jazze Pha, let's hop in the Lammy (Lamborghini)
Stop by Sammy, chill in the hood, you good, you family
My boys like to pull them blammies,
niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
You'll let me hold your hand 

Now let me hold your hand 
I want to hold your hand 

And when I touch you I feel happy inside 
It's such a feeling my
that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled, listen even back when we was broke my team ill
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
Talk
me, he's a permanent, smile on my face
Because you said you don't like my style
But that's OK just make sure you don't touch that dial
And we'll be
you said you don't like my style

But that's ok but just make sure you don't touch that dial
And we'll be cool, touch it and you's a fool
Look, I'll get
Would we

Momus :
By many names I've been known
Gil Martin, also Don Van Vliet
Giovanni, Mantovani, Barry Manilow
I could go on

Miss Gee :
Yep the face Michael saw was me up in the mirror, boo
Stand clear when the E is rappin
Like, Martin and D, What's the Worst Can Happen?
Brooklyn can
Hangin low cheefin high, time to make you bitches cry
Triple bitches talkin shit, fuck you hoes are gonna die
Playaz comin harder won't bothered by yo
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,
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,
Singing>
I come on by and she start to cry
I can't take it
a brand new excuse does me no use
That won't make it
She's at home with the kids,
Time"

"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot." 

"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by