Lyrics:
'er my Thrashing Machine.
Chorus ;
I 'ad 'er, I 'ad 'er, I 'ad 'er I ay,
I 'ad 'er, I 'ad 'er, I 'ad 'er I ay,
I 'ad 'er by night and I 'ad 'er by
'er my Thrashing Machine.
Chorus ;
I 'ad 'er, I 'ad 'er, I 'ad 'er I ay,
I 'ad 'er, I 'ad 'er, I 'ad 'er I ay,
I 'ad 'er by night and I 'ad 'er by
bag, bag, bag
I wear Dior, not a fad, 'ad, 'ad, 'ad
I know all these niggas gettin' mad, mad, mad, mad
My hand on my trigger, I'ma die with respect,
You only 'ad to say the word,
And you knew I'd do it.
You 'ad me where you wanted me,
But you went and blew it.
Now everything I ever done, was
Our Aunt Hanna's passed away,
We 'ad her funeral today,
And it was a posh affair,
Had to have two p'licemen there!
The 'earse was luv'ly, all
if I'm tryin' to get a fuckin' message through to ya, right?...I'd'a still...it'd a been a lot worse. If I, if I 'ad to go me gear done...as it
ended in just one blast
I ain't ever been nothin'
I ain't ever 'ad nothin'
I ain't ever been nothin'
I ain't ever 'ad nothin'
Going up in a puff
in just one blast
I ain't ever been nothin'
I ain't ever 'ad nothin'
I ain't ever been nothin'
I ain't ever 'ad nothin'
going up in a puff of smoke
ended in just one blast
I ain't ever been nothin'
I ain't ever 'ad nothin'
I ain't ever been nothin'
I ain't ever 'ad nothin'
Going up in a puff
Ad rosam
Per crucem
Ad crucem
Per rosam
Ad rosam
Per crucem
Ad crucem
Per rosam
Ad rosam
Per crucem
Ad crucem
Per rosam
Ad rosam
Per crucem
Ad
you move fine I had to compose 'ad to compose
Only show me love when you in the front row front row
Shey you go hold me down when the hour don blow
Uno ad uno ad uno ad uno ad uno ad uno
Uno ad uno ad uno ad uno ad uno ad uno
Uno ad uno ad uno ad uno ad uno ad uno
Uno ad uno
Uno ad uno
Ad guray nameh
Jugad guray nameh
Sat guray nameh
Siri guru devay nameh
Ad such
Jugad such
Haybee such
Nanak hosee bee such
Ad such
Jugad such
Já ég leita að þéé-íje-íje-r
Já ég leita að þéé-íje-íje-r
Já ég leita að þér
Í gegnum tíman okkar að leita að þér
Já ég leita að þéé-íje-íje-r
Já ég
Ég þurfti að halda mér í burtu útaf kvíða en samt ekki lengur
Hef þurft að labba út frá hóp af fólki en samt ekki lengur
Vildi alltaf forðast það að
impossible dream
Oh what a drag
Beautiful slags
Merely a knack
You're too bloody good for those
You never know
You could 'ave 'ad me
Totally free
Love
'im up at the crack o' dawn,
Wi' many a nudge and shake,
'E were dreaming that t' Sergeant 'ad broke 'is neck,
And 'e didn't want to wake.
Lieutenant
counselling they set me free
Only to be 'ad by Martin Carthy, three times on one CD
Well I've been 'ad by half the regiment, given pleasure all around
our of Trevor
why should I feel bad about something I ain't ‘ad
such stupidness is mad cos nothing underfoot
comes to nothing less to add to a load
all
Britons! And I am your king
Woman: I didn't know we 'ad a king!
I thought we were autonomous collective
Man: (mad) You're fooling yourself! We're
today.
I ‘ad one of those same kind of women, but she watchin' the roots in a cold, cold place.
I worked to make her happy, I worked sick or well.
I
Þú sagðir að þú myndir deyja mér við hlið
Þú lofaðir að hringja
Svo hvenær
Ætlar'að hringja til baka
Ég er ennþá að að bíða
Læt tímann bara líða
Ég
Enter the new r&b prince
AD!
Here We Go
Here we go (AD!)
I'm the man (AD!)
Here I come (AD!)
I'm bout to win (AD!)
Cause this what God wrote
And if
It was true in the beginning
True throughout all time
It's true even now
It will always be true
Ad such
Jugad such
Haybee such
Nanak hosee bee such
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