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f***** dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d d, get f***** dumb dumb! Get crazy! Get f***** dumb
Pre> (capo at 2) intro: D a d dsus4 d bm gsus4 D a d dsus4 d bm gsus4 Verse 1 D a d Someone called me from across the ocean A g To find a weak link
ut vinterjackan ta på somriga klackar Ge mig 30 grader plus bara nu Sippar drinkar jag vill bara fucka ur Ja jag vill ja jag vill Jag vill ha d
noche está pa' un Phillie Ronca Music Sencillo, papi (DY!) El Jefe (D.O) D, D, D, D, D (así hasta abajo soy yo) Los insuperables (El Rey) We ready,
The '06 Ricky D, less glitter be Yes Sicily ricery, don't mean shit to me Get with me physically, mentally, literally My henchmen, they lynch men They
The landscape's open and the world is mine, it's still mine. O-D'd on life, life itself (O-D'd on life itself, O-D'd on life itself, the power of powers
up the AC disconnect the phone I'm Hot I'm Hot I'm Hot Ooh! D-d-d-d-do it, d-d-d-d-do it again The time is now and the place is here
D'oro, D'oro, D'oro, D'oro, Cava D'oro D'oro, D'oro, D'oro, Cava D'oro D'oro, D'oro, D'oro, D'oro, D'oro, D'oro, D'oro D'oro, D'oro, D'oro, D
Dance (Dance!) Dance (Dance!) Let’s d-d-d-dance It’s a dance party, everybody make your body dance It’s a dance party (Dance party!) Let’s
that summer is gone? Don't you know that you take it for gra D-D-D-D-Don't you know that summer is gone? Don't you know that you take it for granted?
(shine) Dun-dun, d-dun, d-dun-dun-dun-dun (shine bright) Dun-dun, d-dun, d-dun-dun-dun (shine) D-d-dun-dun, d-dun, d-dun, d-d-dun-dun (shine bright)
I ain't even worried when I get home i'm a just Hit her wit that (That D that D that D that D) Hit her wit that (That D that D that D that D) Hit her
Dance C'mon c'mon Dance D d d.. dance नि गोरी तेरा ठुमका बड़ा किकी किकी टाइप दा नि गोरी तेरा झुमका बड़ा फंकी फंकी टाइप दा कतीली तेरी अँखियाँ जैसे
(D-d-disco) Your and words, will reach Melodies, someone Your and words, will reach Melodies, someone Your and words, will reach Melodies, someone
Das is mein Ding, D-Ding, D-Ding, Ding, D-Ding D-Ding, Ding, D-Ding, D-Ding, Ding Das is mein Ding, D-Ding, D-Ding, Ding, D-Ding D-Ding, Ding,
Know I think you're awesome, right? Our rules, our dreams, we're blind Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite Our friends, our drinks, we get
real crunk? Two can play at this game, punk You are such a dirty freak, d-d-d-dirty freak I am such a dirty freak, d-d-d-dirty freak C-C'mon you dirty
face with a Barbie doll (body) Another year, another Vince Lom- (body) Oh (move your feet and-) D-d-don't stop the beat, don't stop the beat
girls are where the ruckus be: hunting D Hunting D, hunting D, hunting D Moaning so loud, they're like: is that grunting real Hunting D, hunting D,
Baby I'm a p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p popgirl I don't make no f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f flops, girl They're like, "When's the d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d drop, girl?" I got 'em
L.A. Big wheels Turn, turn All your Forest fires Burn And all my dead Meat yearns For the vulture's Return Take this D-d-d-d-d-dead meat My
a sign And he said, "It is time", she gave birth and named me Divine Divine, divine D-d-divine, divine, d-d-divine Divine, d-d-divine, yeah, divine,
on this beat just like a radiator Been counting money up, nigga, like a calculator D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d Damn D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d Damn D-d-d-d-d-d-d Damn
Tell me who's that name? Tell me who's that name? E.D.D.I.E E.D.D.I.E. that Warrior Street Soldier Beat Folder yo it's over it's E.D.D.I.E E.D.D
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