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shouldn't be submissive it's so out of fashion I'm going crazy baby I can't help it I want you and I can't stop chasing O-B-S-E-S-S-E-D Baby I'm obsessed
beijar qualquer boca, ligar o foda-se pro mundo Deixa eu, esse B.O é meu Hoje é dia de bebida falsa, de cigarro vagabundo De beijar qualquer boca,
Y o c o m o c a d a d í a e n u n b a r d e La S o l e d a t , q u e e s m i b a r r i o ; e l d u e ñ o d e l b a r s e l l a m a J u a n y e l b
Get your stamp on No one does being you like you do Hey Hey Shout it out, L O V E Hey Hey Be who you wanna be Shine your light, be fabulous and free
implacável Essa mina é mó B.o No meu peito é mais um nó Essa mina é mó B.o E cada dia esse nó fica maior Essa mina é mó B.o No meu peito é mais um nó
(rock it don't stop it) Say, “ichi, ni, san, shi” (ichi, ni, san, shi) Say, “wild style” (wild style) Say, “G-O B-E-P” (G-O B-E-P) Say, “Black”
nadzieję ona umiera na koniec Ciało z duszą piją zdrowie Dusza idzie chwiejnym krokiem Ciało już straciło głowę o b e Pomiędzy snami których nie pamiętam No
ficar rico é o plano A morrer tentando é o plano B morrer tentando é o plano B ficar rico é o plano A morrer tentando é o B ficar rico é o plano
want this feeling This shit gat me thinking Oya jubadi Oya jubadi o ( Oya jubadi o) E be your body Killy somebody o Oya jubadi Oya jubadi o ( Oya
me-o So sick of L-O-B-E S-O-E-G Roll mall diesel, move through Europe like a peasoul With my fizzle. You know I always take care of you, last thing in
I feel invincible Can you feel it in your bones Tonight I'm uncontrollable Don't get me out my zone D A N C E B O N E S S H A K E B O N E S If
L-double O-K-I-N-G I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids Told me not
(yeah) Hay humo de marihuana, (sex) and pills (B-O-B-E) Antes entraba al club y la' babie' ya me miraban No había fama, pero la pinta ya era bacana
artistes à suivre 7 binks, B-O-L-E-M-A (M-A-N) C'est mon name et le blaze de mon bagat (bagat) 7 binks, B-O-L-E-M-A (M-A-N) C'est mon name et le blaze
B.O.B.E. Yo! En el bando ando contando pila de cuartos Como Tony Montana Yo sé que tu mujer me quiere, ha! Se lo noto en la cara Bad bitch, me dice que
flow candy La más bacana 'e to'a, e' que esa tipa es mi chanty B-O-B-E en la casa Y dímelo Aissa, y dímelo Aissa B-O-B-E en la casa Dímelo Aissa,
Mr. Biggs! (Looking for the perfect beat) Now Pow Wow (Looking for the perfect beat) The G.L.O.B.E. (Now found the perfect beat) People
a man on the dance floor Like Afrika Bambattaa and the Soulsonic Force We're talking about Mr.B, Pow Wow, G-L-O-B-E Was a renegade, yes, a renegade
Wow (Looking for the perfect beat) The G.L.O.B.E. (Now found the perfect beat) People of the world (We're looking for the perfect beat) All
trouble T-r-o-u-b-l-e (double trouble) Well I was born down in the gutter With a temper as hot as fire Spent ninety days on a peat farm just doin'
double trouble) I said, "Double trouble" T are O you be L E (Double trouble) Well I was born down in the gutter with a temper as hot as fire Spent
T-r-o-u-b-l-e (double trouble) Well I was born down in the gutter With a temper as hot as fire Spent ninety days on a peat farm just doin' the county's time Well
Mr. Biggs! (Looking for the perfect beat) Now Pow Wow (Looking for the perfect beat) The G.L.O.B.E. (Now found the perfect beat) People
m-O-B-B-D-E-E-P - Man We got guns that could take your head Pa-Pa-Pa-Pop-Pop Shit is serious thun, you niggas frontin Don't make me have to body some (thing, hayou
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