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Hey Paul David Marcus Jason Simon Robert Martin Benny Listen up Stop calling me baby Cuz' I ain't your lady And stop calling me darling Just make sure you're not falling Aa-wo-aa Emma Sarah Monique Petra Hey Bella Gina Oh Sophie Hey Tara Come dance with me Come set me free Aa-wo-aa Emma Sarah Monique Petra Hey Bella Gina Oh Sophie Emma Sarah Monique Petra Hey Bella Gina Oh Sophie Hey Tara Come dance with me Come set me free Come dance with me Come set me free Come set me free Come set me free Aa-wo-aa
Spray sunt ca John Cena sar Cant see me now Par cam spart de la kush Te impusc huh Eram doar un pusti Acum ma simt ca un Don da Spune-mi Paul Cicero C-asasinez industria Spray sunt ca John Cena sar Cant see me now Par cam spart de la kush Te impusc huh Eram doar un pusti Acum ma simt ca un Don da Spune-mi Paul Cicero C-asasinez industria Ii iau pe rand se ascund E degeaba Castigati awarduri fake Doar fiindca-ti facut plata Asta nu e smecherie Stie toata tara Cine-s cei mai buni defapt Poti sa intrebi si garda Ocult, pe viata ezoteric ca si arta Ma fut, tratez religios muzica asta Aud, voci multe-n cap care-mi zic ca-i degeaba Aud, vocea lui Dumnezeu in suflet fra Imi spune, sa nu ascult de vocile din cap Ca-n ego poate aparea dracu intruchipat Ce-mi spune, jur ca nu poate fi adevarat Tot vocile alea ma faceau sa vreau sa trag pe nas Nu e cool, n-ai cum Asa vorbea si Dumnezeu cu voi prin fratimiu Totu se intampla intru timp si-un spatiu Infinit si noi il masuram ce vibe-uri Spray sunt ca John Cena sar Cant see me now Par cam spart de la kush Te impusc huh Eram doar un pusti Acum ma simt ca un Don da Spune-mi Paul Cicero C-asasinez industria Nu e cool, n-ai cum Asa vorbea si Dumnezeu cu voi prin fratimiu Totu se intampla intru timp si-un spatiu Infinit si noi il masuram ce vibe-uri
On a black and red couch playing a burgundy Les Paul I played on Can't Slow Down so many years ago Writing album number 9 right now Now I'm up in my room with Jess and Tara and Roe 20 Whiskey Lane, Suzuki taught me cello 7 years before Stairway To Heaven Waking up at The Bug writing the words for a sad song So in love with life sometimes it's all too much Thank you all forever and always
Botanica nu-i doar un sector Botanica-i un stil de viață Tell 'em what it do, Paul Like damn Flame, where the wok at? Botanica reprezintă plantele din zoo Și animalele feroce care au scăpat Botanica înseamnă artă și diversitate Personal, cred că e sectorul care va pune Moldova pe hartă în lumea rap-ului E locu' în care am trăit, am copilărit, și am crescut Și e un loc care reprezintă mult mai multe lucruri decât el pare Băi pațani, ascultați-mă încoa' Botanica îi cel mai pizdos raion din tot Chișinăul Vrei, te-ai dus la Bemol, și te-ai văzut cu Cezar Băi aișea, voi n-aveți idee oamenii care n-o trăit Bă, pentru mine Moldova înseamnă mult Chiar dacă sunt Român Pentru că-l am și pe Cezar Care mi-e un prieten foarte bun Și Cezar mi-a zis multe despre Moldova Și chiar dacă nu-l întrebam El tot voia să-și facă țara cunoscută Își iubește foarte mult țara Și Cezar e genul de om Care ar face orice să-și atingă scopul Îmi amintesc, stăteam cu el, dădeam grind La 17 ani ne chinuiam să facem bani Mergeam prin mall-uri, vindeam
PAG NAKITA KAYO BULAGTA TLGA ITUTUTOK YUNG 45 SAPUL SA PANGA ISANG TROPA KAWAWA SUMALANGIT NAWA DITO SA TONDO BUMABA KA TARA PARA KAMATAYAN IYONG MADAMAAAA DUMB WAYS TO DIE SI PAUL SINAKSAK PILAY DUMB WAYS TO DIE SI ROB TIGNAN MO PATAY
[Verse 1] They was told not to ride in Patty's +Hearse+ and stay out of Charles' +Manson+ Took Abraham's +Lincoln+ through the Todd +Bridges+ espansion Willis +Reid+s a map that marks the spot showin On his left George +Burns+ a blunt William's holdin Tara +Bank+ed the money that Chaka +Khan+ed the poor Alicia +Key+ed his car for givin Melbourne +Moore+ For the Redd +Foxx+ who bought off the block, but though twice As Debora +Cox+ the gun 'cause she beat Kelly's +Price+ When Rosa +Park+ed the truck on the farm that Kim +Fields+ Linda +Tripp+ed for tryna to walk in Lauryn's +Hills+ Water dripped outta Farrah's +Fawcett+ in the glass She was "Superfly", Curtis +Mayfield+ her ass Chris +Tucker+ to a show, Ted +Turner+ to a hoe Robert +Diggs+ the beat, but ain't feelin the flow But he signed it fast, for half of Johnny's +Cash+ +Nia Long+ed for the album to drop, cameras flashed Tom +Sawyer+ at the Lucielle +Ball+ up at the foyer He confronted Richard +Pryor+ to hiring his lawyer Suge's +Knight+ removed the rook off the board Donna +King+ was checked and Al +Sharpton+ the sword "Wettin cream, I ain't wettin fame" "Fame is the measure" "Rap celebs" "The place where stars are born" [Verse 2] The saints marched in, Kurtis +Blow+ing his horn Tom +Cruise+d the boulevard, Chris +Rock+ed the song For the hundredth time, they pressed rewind to the beginning They toast to the rhyme, the juice spilt from John's +Lennon+ They took her to Elizabeth +Taylor+ to dry clean The lone seamstress, who was schemin on Al's +Green+ You know they shoot for the stars and buckwild Like the kids in the yard who play with +Jane's Child+ A beautician laced Erykah's +Badu+ Sean +Comb+ed through the evidence, just to get a clue The needle in the haystack, from outta earth this kid The Tiger +Wood+ kill him once thrown in Brad's +Pitt+ Jesse +Owen+ the money from the weed Bubba +Sparxxx+ They was journeys seen far as he walked in Dick's +Clark+ Jeffery +Lyons+ stuck with a thorn from George's +Bush+ Paul +Pierce+d in the heart as the crowd pushed Acting alone...
Just to live in this fantasy I will always give all of me Girl your loving is all i need Cause your love, baby, so complete Just to live in this fantasy I will always give all of me Girl your loving is all i need Cause your love, baby, so Baby girl, you the best Got no time for the rest You keep fanning my fire You fulfill my desire From your head to your feet You've been better than sweet You are always in season We don't fight for no reason Oh Babe, You loving me That's something I can't believe You were made for only me Like a Honey Bee and the Apple Tree My ears are hearing love songs (Ohh) I think I'm falling deep in love And I didn't really have a choice My heart is now the speaking voice Ooh, Ooh, Ooh You know I'll never leave you boo Stay right beside you too And this I promise you Just to live in this fantasy I will always give all of me Girl your loving is all i need Cause your love, baby, so complete Just to live in this fantasy I will always give all of me Girl your loving is all i need Cause your love, baby, so Baby girl, I don't mean to sound cheesy (Kwe) I know those other guys be sleazy (Yeah) But I will never make you queazy (Tie) Or uneasy, for sheezy (Shwe) You gotta trust me girl, I am the one Shun insecurities, I'm the homerun Cuz your love‘s next to none, you like the sun You give me life, You leave me stunned For what does it profit a man to gain the world, world, world To lose his soul, his one and only girl, girl, girl And yeah, my name's not Mark, my name is Paul, Paul, Paul You wanna criticize me, better call Saul, Saul, Saul Don't need the world, just you and me Just you and me, our family And if you want the world, I guarantee Give it to you, this I decree Because you are, my only one Because you are, next to none You are my hun, can't be outdone You give me life, you are my sun Just to live in this fantasy I will always give all of me Girl your loving is all i need Cause your love, baby, so complete Just to live in this fantasy I will always give all of me Girl your loving is all i need Cause your love, baby, so Timmaneh, Timmaneh Gele su, Gele su Yeah, uh, now Is it typically me, or typically you See, Baby too fine, that's typically you And I'm head over heels that typically true Typically 1 plus 1 is typically 2 And my heart is too big, yeah e fit carry you Right now you dey waste time, you dey dilly dally too Meanwhile, You be my fantasy, wey we fit tally too You dey like to walk more time, I fit gally too If you dey want to fly high too aaa we fit khaly too That be cool, that's right baby show them attitude Baby tari la sum, tara yam, tara hali too Azalmeh tin zala, tiwa tuuhe paali zuu Pog'saare, Pog'saare, Pog'saare What's up with you?
Am cel puțin 90 de pizde Care ar da orice să fie lângă mine Și știu că asta ție nu prea îți convine Eu te-am ales numai pe tine Stăm la un pahar de Chardonnay În timp ce pune o piesă de la Sade Are o găoază, zici că-i Beyonce Și mănâncă iute, pune mult ardei Mă inspiră, mă face să-mi vină idei Nu pune botul la lăchei Nu e ca alte femei Independentă, produce mulți lei Wow, o să ne vedem la un show Wow, nu-mi vinе să cred c-am ieșit din ghetto Wow, ac*m mă chillеz în studio Wow, trec casual cu frații pe la radio Am o relație cu toate bancnotele Cred că m-am îndrăgostit iar de ele Aș vrea să mor alături de toți banii, ye Să mă îngropați ca pe mumiile egiptene Am o relație cu toate bancnotele Cred că m-am îndrăgostit iar de ele Aș vrea să mor alături de toți banii, ye Să mă îngropați ca pe mumiile egiptene Mamă, Quick, să-mi bag pula, coaie, viața asta, ce frumoasă e, facem bani, ne doare în pulă Merg la turneu într-un tour bus Pe încheietură am ceas Cartier Dorm cu el la mână-n cartier Nu se mai fabrică nicăieri Înainte eram curier Că livram drogu' la fraieri Nu mă găseau ca pe-un fișier Nu trage, domnu' ofițer Doar că miros a Jean Paul Gaultier Doar că sunt tatuat de fel Doar că am la gât un giuvaier Că sunt ca un cavaler templier Sunt un golan ca Thugga și Gunna Milioane pe mine, îmi vindecă rana Nu mă juca, că nu sunt Kendama Am o țară-n spate, să moară mama Am trei tălpi de la Balenciaga Muzica mea, îți vindeca rana Te încarcă cu energie, ca prana Dacă ești țigan, mă înțelegi prala Hai ciaorie, mânca-mi-ai banana Dă din buci pe mine, când cântă chitara Când dansezi omori toată țara, ya Îi place, îmi aprinde țigara, ya Hai ciaorie, e cald ca Savana Când vrea sa ne-o dam, face yoga asana, ya Îi place, îmi întinde capcana, ya Mă doare coloana, ya Am o relație cu toate bancnotele Cred că m-am îndrăgostit iar de ele Aș vrea să mor alături de toți banii, ye Să mă îngropați ca pe mumiile egiptene Am o relație cu toate bancnotele Cred că m-am îndrăgostit iar da ele Aș vrea să mor alături de toți banii, ye Să mă îngropați ca pe mumiile egiptene
They was told not to ride in Patty's Hearse And stay out of Charles' Manson Took Abraham's Lincoln through the Todd Bridges expansion Willis Reid s a map that marks the spot showin' On his left George Burns a blunt William's holdin' Tara Bank ed the money that Chaka Khan ed the poor Alicia Key ed his car for givin' Melbourne Moore For the Redd Foxx who bought off the block, but though twice As Debora Cox the gun 'cuz she beat Kelly's Price When Rosa Park ed the truck on the farm that Kim Fields Linda Tripp ed for tryna to walk in Lauryn's Hills Water dripped outta Farrah's Fawcett in the glass She was superfly, Curtis Mayfield her ass Chris Tucker to a show, Ted Turner to a hoe Robert Diggs the beat, but ain't feelin' the flow But he signed it fast, for half of Johnny's Cash Nia Long ed for the album to drop, cameras flashed Tom Sawyer at the Lucille Ball up at the foyer He confronted Richard Prior to hiring his lawyer Suge's Knight removed the rook off the board Donna King was checked and Al Sharpton the sword Wettin' cream, I ain't wettin' fame Fame is the measure, rap celebs The place where stars are born The saints marched in, Kurtis Blowing his horn Tom Cruise D the boulevard, Chris Rock ed the song For the hundredth time, they pressed rewind to the beginning They toast to the rhyme, the juice spilt from John's Lennon They took her to Elizabeth Taylor to dry clean The lone seamstress, who was schemin' on Al's Green You know they shoot for the stars and buck wild Like the kids in the yard who play with Jane's Child A beautician laced Erykah's Badu Sean Comb ed through the evidence, just to get a clue The needle in the haystack, from outta earth this kid The tiger would kill him once thrown in Brad's Pitt Jesse Owen the money from the weed Bubba Sparxxx They was journeys seen far as he walked in Dick's Clark Jeffery Lyons stuck with a thorn from George's Bush Paul Pierce d in the heart as the crowd pushed Acting alone, Drew Barrymore bones Of the victims, three blocks from Jim's Brownstone They shared the same bowl, he caught Natalie's Cole d The producer, threw the butter on Esther's Rolle Dempsey Russel ed him down, got his jaw wide In a instant, Brooke Shields him from the gunfire Angie Stone D him to death, with those vocals Keith Sweat from the workout, just from runnin' local With cream, I ain't with the fame Fame is the measure, rap celebs The place where stars are born Larry's Bird flew outta Nicholas' Cage Joe Tex messages from Satchel's Paige Betty Wright letters with ink from Sean's Penn Infinite bars, you couldn't tell where the song end Glenn Close enough to quickly duck the tapes Richard Gere ripped while he was climbin' Bill Gates He was a southerner, posing as a native New Yorker The Jason Kidd took his first steps in Jimmy's Walker He stayed on line chattin' with rap celebs Used Bernie's Mack to search Veronica's Webb It cost them their life for the advice you gave Now Pete Rose lay on Vanessa's Redgrave With cream, I ain't with the fame Fame is the measure, rap celebs The place where stars are born With cream, I ain't with the fame Fame is the measure, rap celebs The place where stars are born
Il cu' della tipa (È Serie A) La sbanfa di weeda (È Serie A) L'approccio alla guida (È Serie A) Il paio di Adidas (È Serie A) Il cu' della tipa (È Serie A) La sbanfa di weeda (È Serie A) L'approccio alla guida (È Serie A) Il paio di Adidas (È Serie A) Nel club con la tuta del Marsiglia Tieni gli shot, dammi la bottiglia Sciallo ma pronto al parapiglia Chi è con me non se la coniglia Ho un pacco d'erba e sa di vaniglia Lei ha un età che mi sembra mia figlia La tengo bene distante dal cazzo Che se non glielo do se lo piglia Calpesto il mio blocco con le TN Felpa rubata se Philip Plaine Prima i fratelli, non gli italiani Jean Paul, Ruben, Je, Claire e Soufiane Salsa di soia, uramaki e wasabi Barche di sushi ma solo "all you can" Chi fa blabla sono i prof e gli infami Uare aua tu ben ben Odio il biniere, cara Dimmi quanto dichiara Toglie un po' qui un po' là Resta solo la tara Odio il biniere, cara Dimmi quanto dichiara Toglie un po' qui un po' là Resta solo la tara Il cu' della tipa (È Serie A) La sbanfa di weeda (È Serie A) L'approccio alla guida (È Serie A) Il paio di Adidas (È Serie A) Il cu' della tipa (È Serie A) La sbanfa di weeda (È Serie A) L'approccio alla guida (È Serie A) Il paio di Adidas (È Serie A) Cittadini di A Cittadini di B Qui l'illegalità Spesso è l'unico biz Bill se ne sta Sii come Bill Bill se ne sta Sii come Bill Nel pre-gara si va di Moretti Parto da tre da 66 Un po' vivaci ma bravi figgetti Se c'è il derby fanculo il fair-play Amicizia con gli Ultras Commando Nord Bagnaresi, baresi e butei Tasto off sopra il telecomando Franchi, Meazza, San Paolo e Mapei In centro a 100 all'ora Sono un po' gonfio, e allora?
Chandane he Shirle Hrudayaat Tyanne kela Shodh majhya Uttaracha Mech kaa Asa Kasa !! Tuch maajha Chandra Tuch maajha Tara Tuch Maajha Vaara Tuch maajhi Aas Tuch Menuka .. Ekant majhya Shimplyacha tuch Moti Tujha Bhaas Ruzla Antaraat Vaat Pahta me Ubha ....
There's a pool party happening this afternoon, and more guests will be joining us soon 90 and sunny, not a cloud in sight The sun will be burning if you stay till the night Lots of people by the pool are sipping on something really cool From the fridge that sits nearby, there's plenty of different drinks to try Kevin grabs a drink from the cooler with cheer He's glad he found a yervers cuz he doesn't drink beer He sits down with his girl Tara, and he starts to look over at the Volleyball game going on in the grass The ball flew in the water, what a terrible pass Now George calls out to Dan, and Dan sends it flying right into the air A flawless set Is what you get But then George runs up, jumps, he swings, and hits it right into the net Pool party, pool party, we're having a pool party What are you doing if you're still inside Come join the pool party if you want some fun We're all gathered here outside Splish, splash, all around Sun ain't going down anytime soon There's a pool party happening here today More guests are coming now, they're on their way There's a group of people on the patio where this song is blasting on the radio These are the ones who don't want to get wet, but they're about to be upset Yes, pretty soon they'll meet their doom, when out come all the water balloons The first shot was fired, and Larry ran, past Mary and Thomas trying to tan Tripped over the bathers and falls right in It's unfortunate that Larry cannot swim Now we go back to the volleyball game, where the last couple plays have been insane Fake outs, dives, great receives, a set in the air like you wouldn't believe It goes to Paul, he slams that ball He misses the whole court, hits Kevin, into the pool did he fall Pool party, pool party, we're having a pool party What are you doing if you're still inside Come join the pool party if you want some fun We're all gathered here outside Splish, splash, all around Sun ain't going down anytime soon Pool party, pool party, we're having a pool party What are you doing if you're still inside Come join the pool party if you want some fun We're all gathered here outside Splish, splash, all around Sun ain't going down Heard you were in town Come by, lose your frown
First time hold the Beat..sa cakap kamu listen.. Yo ceke ceke mic tara kanyang Deng duration.. My passion.. Makang tidor lalu hip hop mention.. Yang tra suka jaga jarak, gimme the way im going action..
Hug you please forget about your breath Shu ah Pare Hanno speso tutti i soldi per Le Prada e i Gucci (Vez) Alla fine non ce ne hanno, Luciano Gaucci (Ahahah) Rime nuove Carducci, mica inciuci Ricucci (Uh) La tua fortuna è finta, sembra Alessia Mucci (Bitch) Sono Gardini sul Moro attraccato sul molo Mi son fatto da solo, loro voglion che muoio Ma vengo dalla costa (Ah) , ho seguito la rotta Inseguito la coppa col vento di poppa No senso di colpa Penso più grande: una villa a sei piani Tu pensa più piano, io penso a più piani (Pare) fammi un primo piano (Fabio) , la luce di Rembrandt Che mangio tagliata di zebra In completo di Zegna Van Gogh che disegna se stesso Che parlo di me in ogni testo Devo essere onesto devo essere il meglio (Il meglio, pare) o meglio di ieri Meglio di quello che credi Cioè quello in cui credi (Oh) La vita che corre veloce, non lascio che vada Prenderò la tua tara Poi sfreccio su strada e derapo (Skrrt) Le volte che ho perso ho rifatto da capo Finché faccio il capo, pare (Tu tu tu) Mi chiamano Gioielli, mica bling bling Ma perché sono real, la roba mia fa win-win (Win-win) faccio money, , big dream Quando becco i fratelli, faccio cin cin (Pare) Pare tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu Get away, get away Figli di puttana, siamo due leggende Scrivo barre, tutti a casa come Comencini Vent'anni con la stessa maglia Chiamami Maldini (Ah) Faccio storia, Nouvelle Vague, fra' Jean-Luc Godard Vinco il Moro di Venezia in vela, pare Paul Cayard Ma che Di Maio, sotto porta cecchino Di Vaio Fiori verdi Più di un paio dentro al mio vivaio Vengo dagli anni dei demo, fissami, non tremo Ho il flow di Alberto Tomba a Calgary Blocco Sanremo Tigre, pantera, mondiale Carnera Le schiaccio, Banderas, su e giù Opel Frontera Sono cresciuto per le grave, bolle nelle cave Chiamami "Il Meraviglioso", pare Marvin Hagler la scuola di Erickson Più orange che al parco di Madison Sono Gardini negli Ottanta Che scala Montedison Allucinante, Joe Dante, Salto nel Buio Economia e Commercio senza titoli di studio
The I Testament This is I New Testament I’m like the President I pick up a pen and paper to bleed so let me vent Washing your soul into snow Im the real detergent Another introvert don’t get me wrong no disrespect Asay them di talk na indirect they tell you plan inside joke act like a never hear Check say a never hear you’ve got to give respect Mo say you tolli man talla , Check say na yah partner How the tolli take am enter street like okada Mo say tolli Mankara change the talk then tell Onana So when the tolli leak you go know which one be sick Lock ya smelling mop no di show me rotten teeth Message for ma tara and ma nga them for street Pin me on the pole na di message di preach Na di message a di teach Envy in his eyes when another prosper so oku call Odeshi ei no enter man na Robo cop A pusham fore fore before fore Na so a go me and Opoh Paul Uj four shidon for board A giveam 4 4 ei pick 4 sutra di go They want na raw blood cut for skin or give up the ghost Came from a poor home then grew up some start di baost Them no be know say man be use Karibo This is I New Testament , ready for every pestilence Fighting folly and pride Charging on all the elements Earth , water and sun Ma nigga where you from Never was for the merriment , artificial intelligence Jesus truly he died how come he had a different skin Lies we’ve been told , severed all from our roots The All is mind , Tell them tell them the truth The universe is mental , tell them tell us the truth How we gon save the youth (2x That was the same case bro Little boy now grown old New looks new and so are the lyrics I flow You know ill be nothing like you Now the change is , way back I was preaching in church Now I’m rapping on strange beats with a strange hit 2pac the legend returns, fuck the world cuz it hurts Where do we go from here right?
Moda kutozviita mabadman Tiri CID Mutorashanga. Hanty Makangwara Nhasi umwe apa acharima tara
Ok, nu ma mai gandesc la trecut Ai fost primul sarut Dar totusi, nu te-am placut Scuza-ma, sunt pretentios si umpic ciufut Scumpo, nu sunt scump Tuto, tu tot nu ai stiut, ca N-am timp de toate astea Urc trepte, anul asta Asta-i, una dintre piesele cu scenarii In care fut doar pentru ca am banii Si chiar daca n-am iesit din tara Ma simt la fel ca in Bali Am secrete pe care O sa le iau in mormant Nu am incredere in toti Pentru ca eu nu sunt ce au vrut Dar nu am de ales Tot cred ca sunt de neplacut Am ajuns sa fac piese Chit ca eram foarte tacut Cred ca stiu in sfarsit De ce dracu m-am nascut Am 7 ani de acasa Chiar inseamna ca sunt bine crescut?
[Verse 1] They was told not to ride in Patty's HEARSE and stay out of Charles' MANSON Took Abraham's LINCOLN through the tar bridge expansion Willis REIDs a map that marks the spot showin On his left George BURNS a blunt William's holdin Tara BANKed the money that Chaka KHANed the poor Alicia KEYed his car for givin Melbourne MOORE For the Redd FOX who bought off the block, but though twice As Debora COX the gun cuz she beat Kelly's PRICE When Rosa PARKed the truck on the farm that Kim FIELDS Linda TRIPPed for tryna to walk in Lauryn's HILLs Water dripped outta Farrah's FAUCETTE in the glass She was "Superfly", Curtis MAYFIELD her ass Chris TUCKER to a show, Ted TURNER to a hoe Robert DIGGS the beat, but ain't feelin the flow But he signed it fast, for half of Johnnie's CASH Niam Long took her out in the drop, camera's flashed Tom SAWYER at the Lucielle BALL up at the foyer He confronted Richard PRYOR to hiring his lawyer Suge's KNIGHT removed the rook off the board Don's KING was checked and Al SHARPTON the sword "With CREAM I ain't with the fame" "Fame is the measure" "Rap celebs" "The place where stars are born" [Verse 2] The saints marched in, Kurtis BLOWing his horn Tom CRUISEd the boulevard, Chris ROCKed the song For the hundredth time, they pressed rewind to the beginning They toast to the rhyme, the juice spilt from John's LENNON They took her to Elizabeth TAYLOR to dry clean The lone seamstress, who was schemin on Al's GREEN You know they shoot for the stars and buckwild Like the kids in the yard who play with James' TOWE A beautician laced Erykah's BADU Sean COMBed through the evidence, just to get a clue The needle in the haystack, from outta earth this kid The Tiger WOOD kill him once thrown in Brad's PITT Jesse OWEN the money from the weed Bubba SPARXXXed They was journeys seen far as he walked in Dick's CLARK Jeffery LYONS stuck with a thorn from George's BUSH Paul PIERCEd in the heart as the crowd pushed Acting alone...
dați-mi, bă, drumu de-aici, bă! Bă, Skype, nu m-ai lucrez, bă, în țara asta! Moama!
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