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Kruchy lód, cienkie szkło Steve McQueen, Romy S. Johnny L., Elvis P. Martwy film, martwy blues Kruche szkło, cienki lód Czas ołowiu Słuchaj, to jest
a gangsta party 'til we go and dig Pac up I'm Dr. Martin Luther King with two guns on Hughey P. Lewis with Air Force One's on I gangbang but I'm the opposite
sapequinha, sapekinha sapekinha, sapequinha, sapequinha O PEITINHO É M A BUNDINHA É G E A PERSEGUIDA É DO TAMANHO P P P P P P P PEQUENININHA
sapequinha, sapekinha sapekinha, sapequinha, sapequinha O PEITINHO É M A BUNDINHA É G E A PERSEGUIDA É DO TAMANHO P P P P P P P PEQUENININHA
(money man) [Verse 4 - Roscoe P. Coldchain] You either salute deaf cause you looked at Thats what a old G told me That was the exact moment I decided
A b c d e f g h A b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p P p p p पिया g g g g जिया पिया तूने मेरा जिया ले लिया P p p p पिया g g g g किया पिया तूने मेरा जिया
Ahh, ahh I call my baby pussy P-u-s-s-y I call my baby pussy P-u-s-s-y I call my baby pussy P-u-s-s-y I call my baby pussy P-u-s-s-y I
Sleazy P. Martini ran the Pink Elephant With hot-pink curtains where the sloe gin decants A shave and a haircut knock knock Would for sure get you in
sending out a message makes me hate myself My hands are tied and I can't get help Caught in the push - p, p, p, push... Push... p.. p.. p.. push (big
Добро пожаловать в город святого Петра: Береговой гранит, мосты и Нева. Культурное наследие твоей страны, Но знаешь, брат, это далеко не Saint P.
Robert Earl this friend of mine You know he's always looking after my best interest He told me Lyle P. you need to get some action Get your head
when you go 1-2-3, d-d-be -bop-a-bop (Bass voice: You mean be -be -BOP-p-p-bop bop bop...) Yeah! Mr. Bass Man, you're on all the songs be
Text: W. Merziger, A. Kammermeier, P. Hayo, Kim Sanders Music: W. Merziger, A. Kammermeier, P. Hayo, Kim Sanders come closer come lay beside me get
Pushin' P yeah, pushin' P, turn me up Turn me up, P, uh ah Pointers in the Patek and my piece I'm pushin' P copped new hammers for my P We don't want
behind. Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer Came down upon her head. Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer Made sure that she was dead. P. C.
me shorty I talk country cause you know I'm from New Orleans shorty Let yourself go - you can get naughty shorty P. Miller shoes on that candy red
Un p'tit shooter Un p'tit shooter Un p'tit shooter Un p'tit shooter Un p'tit shooter Un p'tit shooter Un p'tit shooter (Shooter!) Un p'tit shooter
S-T-A-M-P Stampin' on the ground S-T-A-M-P Stampin' on the ground S-T-A-M-P Stampin' on the ground S-T-A-M-P Stampin' on the ground Woah, yeah
to the teeth And teeth to the loves and curses Honey Can you reach the spots that need oiling and fixing? H-E-L-P Help me, help me H-E-L-P Help me,
(Mercer/Jenkins) Dear, I thought I'd drop a line The weather's cool, the folks are fine I'm in bed each night at nine P.S. I love you Yesterday
[P. Diddy] Yeah, Yeah [Eightball] Yeah, yeah This big 'Ball man, P. Diddy and MJG We raw man (we raw) if pimp was a drug we'd O.D. (c'mon)
(alright, let's do the museum piece!) Elvis p. and jerry lee, .. (? ). perfect three (? ) Gather dust, an undercrust in cleveland Everybody bows
day one I love you We love you P. Diddy and the Bad Boy Family We out Aiiyo BIG we miss you One
your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud) A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E (make it real loud) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
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