Lyrics:
ka loi ka pai.
Thinglhang gam a kon hung khang lien chih ihiuve,
Phung le Chaang nei le gou,
Mel put chuom chih hi jong leu hen,
Innsung khat a pah
the Ice King
Scoop yo bitch up like she ice cream
Eugene shining, that's that bling bling
Fucked the Asian bitch named Ling Ling
BB shining on the Ice King
veding in hung kiguong chih ute
Chiu hite ZALENGAM NUOM
Sangthing Thingjabuong chung a kasuongdoh in kagaldot e
Tonlai pile pu lenna lhang Zalen na Gamnuom
And if you really want it you can have a ding-a-ling
Because-a hey baby, I'm your telephone man"
Can you believe that? And then he says:
"Now when
guess it was a test of a different style
It's just another muthafuker on the pile
Driving your ass with the floor of your tongue
You hung yourself
to pay the rent
And they live life thinking they should all be kings
But they're just peasant-lings doing peasant things
There's a reason (you know!)
All
And the ? by the bench where the forty dogs spark
The crowd crowds around like they found Noah's Ark
The young, hung, and swung on a swing
Glidin'
And if you really want it you can have a ding-a-ling
Because-a hey baby, I'm your telephone man"
Can you believe that? And then he says:
"Now when
of living
Take me to some high place of heather, rock and ling
Scatter my dust and ashes, feed me to the wind
So that I may be part of all you see,
Lumsoung bang ling lou in
Det in iding khom jing tadem?
Naobang kingai na vang goul
Pahbang chul ponte na
Lungset kakhol na mun
Ngainu hung dot kit inge
whoa, whoa
Ah na na na, you know you
Want me but you dey do shakara
Whao, whoa, whoa
Ting a ling a ling, dancehall queen
Let me give you loving like
world-sorrow; on an age-old anvil wince and sing
Then lull, then leave off. Fury had shrieked 'No ling
Ering! Let me be fell: force I must be brief"
O the mind,
chung chihung jung jihung nun tang tihang
Ang aang eng ing ung oong rhing rheeng ling leung eng aing ong aung ng h
Hung Kshung
Hit that
With my baseball Bat
Hit that
With My Baseball Bat
Hit that
I’m gunna hit that
Hit that, rip that,
Whip and spilt that
Hung a curve down
strapped with uh gun
Gun smoke from the tip still trapped in your lungs
Ring mark on the neck from the rope he was hung
When I get crowned king ima stand
REF:
Für immer nur du, ming Kölle am Rhing
Do hung ahn do ling, im sonneshing
Für immer nur du, ming Kölle am Rhing
un selfs och im rään, do han ich
c hundred presents under the tree
It wouldn't mean a single thing
No jingle bells to jingle-ling without you
Holidays are lonely
The tears are
Brian wasn't quite
The morning after the last supper
Everybody was hung over
St. Peter had a pounding in his head
Jesus had taught a lot of things
Channel 5 got the story of the day
Old church burnin, Emma got hung
and the student caught with a gun, Wayne Williams interviews
Remote controlled cars
we can be undiscovered but undiscouraged
Cause we have all the rubbish and were waiting to flourish
Then punish
cll this hung drum dumb shit
what I
Beijing (I call her Beijing)
Blender blend up bricks of China white, I call it Mei Ling (yeah, yeah)
Last few days, I ice skate whipped two plays and ran
Channel 5 got the story of the day
Old church burnin, Emma got hung
and the student caught with a gun, Wayne Williams interviews
Remote controlled cars
mer die ald
Lang verbodde han) woröm?
Da verdrät sich nit met Katze
Oder Kinder oder andere Hüng
(Dat es ene Pizzbull, dat es ene Pizzbull)
Ich han er
Bitch sayin', "Huh"
She thinkin' I'm Rick Ross
I'm feelin' like Plies
The bitch in the Ritz Carlton (O oh)
I hate all these niggas, get hung
Like fire
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