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Ich sag J. B. Ihr sagt O Ich sag J. B. Ihr sagt O J B O Ich sag J. B. Ihr sagt O. Ich sag J.B. Ihr sagt O. Ich sag J.B. Ihr sagt O. Ich sag J.B. Ihr
O. B. Glad you're alive And today is the one day You've been waiting to try Walking out between the rain O. B. Glad I am here To have the fun
B. O. B. O. Y Oh my god Is he gonna cry I wanna be your toy Cause I'm just a girly boy There's love in these loose ends One touch and I can be
too short, I ain't g ot no time G ot one life, it?s gonna be mine Livin? w ild and free, don't w ant no J.O. B. Well now, the la ndlord?s knocking,
Eu acho que vai dar b. o Tá na cara essa menina é de menor Eu acho que vai dar b. o Pago pra ver mas acho que vai dar b. o Sai de casa sem
Well! The rock-a-beatin' boogie, b. o. o. g. i. e.! Well !, rockin' to the rhythm of the rock-a-beatin' boogie Dancin' to the rhythm
(Everywhere worldwide) I know you been waitin' for this world to collide B. O. Double B. Y., it take LA, and Folarin 'Bout to take it back like Doc and Marty
senhores passageiros boa tarde Aqui é o comandante B. Oliver Sady Bem vindos ao voo inaugural 171 Atenção aos procedimentos de segurança Vamos decolar em
a beat! You take a boogie! You make it sweet! You take a rock-a-beatin' boogie, Rock-a-beatin' boogie beat! Well! The rock-a-beatin' boogie, b. o. o. g.
a evil twin! I'm R. O. B. B. I. E. Pull up tank behind me Blow up kamikaze Up high like king kami So much speed inside my chambers got me feeling
clubs there in the trunk.'' None of this was making sense but then it dawned on me She referred to her old man as a cheating S O B. Chorus: It was
the ghetto you never know, When it's gon be yo time. [Sons of Funk, Mo B. Dick, O'dell] Sittin at the ghetto thinkin bout All my homies passed away
say the blind lead the blind. But in the ghetto you never know When it's gon be yo time. [Sons of Funk Mo B. Dick O'dell] Sittin
no controle remoto Jovens que vieram do pó, se jogam no pó Pro pó voltarão Suicidas a beira do abismo, não aguentam o b. o Se jogarão Doença da alma,
DEFINIR A MELHOR VERSÃO DE MIM. MEU MELHOR LADO É O QUE VOCÊ VÊ, JÁ NÃO SEI SE É O A OU O B. VIRA O DISCO E EU POSSO ATÉ DIZER. MAS EU QUERO O MELHOR
agiu de má fé Segura o B. O, tu vai ter que assinar Pouca rima, muita marra Umas atitude bizarra Nem tudo no jogo é farra Deu pra entender ou tem
Heyyooo Rowland money Call me nashy Oluwanashy li O. B. A noni I fit enter yawa For your matter o Baba o My love for you Na one in million
wanna get it You better watch it girl cause its gon be trouble [Chorus] T. R. O. U. B. L. E. spells Trouble, trouble, trouble T. R. O. U. B.
came the tears from her happiness Her own little son name 'o Johnny B. Goode Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood Bye, bye, bye,
the tears from her happiness Her own little son name 'o Johnny B. Goode Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood Bye, bye, bye, bye Bye,
the tears from her happiness Her own little son name 'o Johnny B. Goode Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood Bye, bye, bye, bye Bye, bye,
Just roll up that tree When you fresh from the J. O. B. I feel higher when she shotgun me Pay to hit a cloud just to feel my dreams I'ma smoke til I'm
Just roll up that tree When you fresh from the J. O. B. I feel higher when she shotgun me Pay to hit a cloud just to feel my dreams I'ma smoke til I'm
crowned Wake up in the am blessed to wake up on the am With limb activity so I Get on my knees to thank him Got a J. O. B. And family in good health
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