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Albums:

Yoga Tribute to Rihanna (Yoga Pop Ups) · Walks Like Rihanna (The Wanted) · Lullaby Versions of Rihanna (Twinkle Twinkle Little Rock Star) · Brits '96 (Oasis) · 37 Brits 2001 Hits: Brit Awards 2001 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hits by Brits (Harry Allen) · Brits 2009 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Love Love Love: The Very BesT.Love (T.Love) · Love Rocks, Vol. 1: In Love with Love (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Love, Love, Love (Foster & Allen) – and 90 other albums »


summer
Brit summer with you

I love the Great British summer with you

I'll be gone, gone, gone by August
This season is the shortest
Oh oh oh my
She got a body like Rihanna
Double rice at Benihana
Uptight, but drive a Honda
She was the only one down for me
She got an ass like her momma
Eyed Peas
    Drop It Low Lyrics
    by Ester Dean
    At The Bottom Lyrics
    by Brand New
    Somebody To Love Lyrics
    by Leighton Meester
got it I was greeted by an alien
That said last year that she slept with a Canadian
That gave him an addiction that would keep him in Mercedes Benz
lights and Rihanna as a lady friend
My vice is similar women love when you're my type
And you're winning from everything that your palm write
Put her in
got it I was greeted by an alien
That said last year that she slept with a Canadian
That gave him an addiction that would keep him in Mercedes Benz
(nope)
But Chris and Rihanna's fuckin' again so there's still hope
Oh fuck, I went there, balling bitch, I'm Ben's hair
Y'all barely breaking like Taco's
Elephant Man and Rihanna 
Can I hear yuh seh tun it up! 
Mr. DJ Mr. DJ Mr. DJ Mr. DJ! 
Tun it up! Mr. DJ Mr. DJ Mr. DJ Mr. DJ! 
Can I hear everybody say
up!)
When you hear this tune a play (Tun it up!)
Tun it up Mr. DJ (Turn it up!)
This is Elephant Man and Rihanna, come on!

It goes one by one even two
D'wana
Now a nigga only text and get stressed over Rihannas
I'm talkin' tens and better, hood bitches in Timbs and sweaters
And we always argue about
Mister
See this gon' be the snicker, my Vana Balmont
Gold yarn by the trunks, her Isabel Maront
I love you Linda Farrell, I adore your Dior
Your Dommy
her by a leash
She wants a contract mhm how
Rihannas I just wanna fuck to say the least

I know you wanna give me a piece of that ass
I can see it in
Elephant Man and Rihanna 
Can I hear yuh seh tun it up! 
Mr. DJ Mr. DJ Mr. DJ Mr. DJ! 
Tun it up! Mr. DJ Mr. DJ Mr. DJ Mr. DJ! 
Can I hear everybody say
Sanders, Oliver Peoples
Costume National, your Ann Demeuelemeester
See Visvim be the sneaker, Lanvin or Balmain
Goyard by the trunk, her Isabel Marant
I
thots you met at Playhouse
(I didn't say that)
I just rode by nigga, you wasn't at Dre house
Parked my shit at Ye house and hopped in the uber
Jayceon
Mommy just dry your eyes, mommy don't you cry
I know we've been through hard times and the struggles
And I just wanna tell you I love you

Only
Mommy just dry your eyes, mommy don't you cry
I know we've been through hard times and the struggles
And I just wanna tell you I love you

Only
tattoo
Steal Wayne girls, I steal Drake girls
You know the real bitches love me, fuck the fake girls
So if you pretty I sign titties
I got the key
can really blame you (who can really blame you)
We're the ones who (chicka) made you

Back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac or ant'-acid if
by the name of Rihanna with me
Straight from Barbados, give 'em that flavor baby girl
Let's go

You were there for me when I needed you when my
of being gracious, they violate in a major way.
I never been a hater still I love them, In a crazy way.
Some say they sold the yay and no they couldn't
used to be stressed over Dawana
Now a nigga only textin' distress over Rihannas
I'm talkin' tens and better, hood bitches in Timbs and sweaters
And we
Then, of course, there's Nate Love - "Deadwood Dick" we dar'nt pass
And a black cowboy foreman --- the great Charley Glass.
Bose Ikard, I've mentioned,
chicks love the diamonds that I get from rob jewels
We been in the spot maaaan hang up flirtin
We be surrounding by girls man and I ain't burpin
All I know
to heaven in a Porsche 911
Buried in my car, I'm surrounded by a harem
Surrounded by my brethren, my funeral is legend
Buried like a Pharaoh with my jewelry

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