Lyrics:
On the 10th of December we heard the talk
He gave his throne to the Duke of York
It was love, love, love, love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his
bumpin' screw music
With Big Mike and Scarface with Luke Loop
Me and lil' Crook like Bo and Luke Duke
When I'm in Miami I go to scoop Luke
To see
stand a little closer, girl
The Queen of Sheba meets the Duke of Earle
That's my window on the world
Down on Indiana Avenue
Wes and Jimmy, man they
"This ain't no fire drill"
Ballin' like the Final Four, got more devils than Duke and them (Duke)
Ain't no mean muggin' or shoulder shruggin', see 'em,
you cute for a girl
I 'url on you duke, now you be the Duke of the Earl
Listen, don't make dollars that don't make sense
I do make dollars, dumb bars
vou parar
A F800, eu botei pra aposentar
A melhora da véia, eu já fui buscar
Agora a Mile Duke que 'tá na pista pra conquistar
Vou nessa luta eu
Ooh, l will kill one of
These fuck niggas for fun (Ooh, ooh)
Duke my dog
He with me like motherfuckin' hunts (Duke)
All my niggas with me, we gon' run it
To jest faux pas (hah)
To zachowanie to faux pas
Kabe, Duke, 102 suki na raz au revoir
I teraz patrz! (I teraz patrz!)
Bo przynosimy zachód dla
Moving fast and looking down
The people scatter as the foul death spreads
You may think Duke Lion
Could defeat this awful foe
You may be right
bumpin' screw music
With Big Mike and Scarface with Luke Loop
Me and lil' Crook like Bo and Luke Duke
When I'm in Miami I go to scoop Luke
To see
Caravan
Tony Bennett
This version did not chart but
It charted twice in 1937: Duke Ellington (# 4) and Barney Bigard (# 20)
In 1949 Billy Eckstine
We're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes
Bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin
So hot
We'll melt your Popsicle
Ooh oh ooh
California girls
We're undeniable
D'Ville
Shoot to kill
Ask niggas, Duke is real
Stay lookin' for the loot to steal
He determined
Don't try to touch Bad Boy, cause we burnin'
I want my
real duke ya fake forever
I should dig in your pockets and take your leather
Pull a gun up on ya ass now you talk about wait
Weight broke the wagon ya
black boots and my denim daisy dukes
I got my bleached blond hair and my leather underwear
You know I'm fine cause I work it all the time
Be real good
Bitch, you act right
I might buy you you something
Ayo you know the wife
She the type you aint seen duke
She love a thug
When he dressed in them
shame, duke's a lame
What's his name?
Dark-skin Jermaine, see what I mean?
You ain't nobody, get smashed by the drop top
'Cause you got the wrong colors
a rabbit the
Way I love my cabbage
But I still watch for 5-0 like I'm Garret
'08 Challenger lookin' like Dukes of Hazzard
Turn it into a coupe, and now
with you I can't live without you babe
(Bad Boy baby!) {Bad Boy} (Uh, oh) {yeah, yeah! Let's go}
I hear duke boning Keisha, Tonya and Tiff (uh huh)
mean that kid
That nearly lost half his brain over two bricks of cocaine?
Gettin' his dick sucked by Crackhead Lorraine
A f***in' shame, duke's a lame,
on red"
The duke of deception
Malice and spite
If I'm gonna do wrong
I'm gonna do it right
When you're done
You're really done
Will you look back
the tub
The fluke is the duke of soul (duke of the soul)
The ray he can play
The lings on the strings
The trout rockin' out
The blackfish she sings
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Napoleon murphy brock (saxophone, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, vocals)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Tom fowler
Whatever you say bounces of me and right back to you
And if it get back to us then we clappin' you (What Duke?)
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Born to be wild, push
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