Lyrics:
let go than to beg you to stay
All our friends went home by now
You're the only one I want when the sky turns blue
We like Robby and Patti, we
Let me tell you who suck, like banana Now or Laters
Blac Chyna head the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you want beef I'll cater
Game snap on everything he
street drug jive
"Hey white boy, what ya doing uptown
Hey white boy, you chasing our women around?
'Pa pa pardon me sir
Nothing could be farther from my
beep
Maadhuri, you're one lucky bitch ki nigahon par thi patti likhte wakht yeh shit
Gojo me, socho tum patti nikle toh hona yaha kya
to us
With love, we sleep
With doubt, the vicious circle turn and burns
Without you, oh I cannot live
Forgive, the yearning burning, I believe
It's
or tinder?
TIM: I... am an enchanter.
ARTHUR: By what name are you known?
TIM: There are some who call me... Tim?
ARTHUR: Greetings, Tim the Enchanter.
Booted up apple mackin'... oo
When you see me, say wassup
Say what happening...
Slidin' too frigid, with this magnet... oo
Plenty -pills on me
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
Turn me up
Turn me up
Turn me turn me turn me
Turn me up
I can't seem to look away
I'm hypnotised by you
I'm hanging on the words you say
I'm
For you to say goodbye?
Turn the Radio on
Let Etta James and Sarah Vaughan
Serenade me till the dawn
...with their standards
The way Phyllis Hyman
wapped
(Turn, turn, turn, turn) step up to the T
Look at the table this is all readies
Spins on deck like a DJ
Do it like Snooch and Kenny
Don't make me
As you sit
Naked and blue
Into me
Discover
Discover
Discover
Discover
Discover
Discover
Discover
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
up
Turn up every time you see the Migos
Lambo doors, she ain't ever seen before
Top floor in condos
Pull up wearin' red rose gold
Pourin' lean by
will
(If I could turn back)
Darlin' I'm begging you to take me by the hands
(If I could turn back the hands)
I'm going down, yes I am
(If I could turn
what
Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up
It goes one by one even two by two
Everybody on the floor let me show you how we do
Lets go dip it low
run the town
Oh na na na
No di cary my mata fo head massa put me down
Oh na na na
If you work then I work ei go work
Life be na turn by turn
kpeme ji!
Aye aye o
Aye aye o
Aye o kpeme ji!
I say na turn by turn
I say na turn by turn
Na so e dey rotate
I say na turn by turn
I say na turn by turn
you'll wait by the phone that has died
Don't build up your hopes, there's no one that's left for you to confide in
Turn to me, turn to me when you
turn me on (yeah, you turn me, yeah, you turn me on)
You turn me on (yeah, you turn me, yeah, you turn me on)
Better wake up this sleepy head
Big
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
in the future we bustin lasers
Out of range in case you tried to reach me through my pager
I'm bout to blaze ya, with the flows that will amaze ya
When you pass by, dudes peek and follow
Getcha cell and dial, you need to call in
No antagonizin but damn right you have it cummin
Turn it up, turn it
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