Lyrics:
to fight
Somebody raced out in the night
Runnin' down your back roads
Tennessee
Oh you kissed the soul of a rebel
In a Yankee girl
You got to me
I
darling when I think of thee.
Oh, I have signed on the yankee sailin' ship.
Davy Crockett is her name.
And Burgess is the captain of her,
or treat-sweet to eat
On Halloween and New Year's Eve
Yankee girls ya just can't beat
But they're always best when they're off their feet
And those girls, girls,
the new era in my Yankee-fitted
Being prodigious with the lyrics brings digits
Told ya I was post-modern
Contemporary Queens nigga, vibes is Harlem
Yankee Doodle Moolah?
My wife is an artist, sir
Yeah, and her art is payin' off your gamblin' debts
It's what they're sayin' in France
Is it true you
and daughter workin' for the Yankee dollar
(Coca) Cola
(Coca) Cola
You will see on Manzanella Beach
G.I. romance with native peach
All night long, make
I fought against it
I only wish we'd won.
And I don't want no pardon
For anything I've done.
I hates the Yankee nation
And everything they do,
I
siendo din din din yankee
Sabe que pa´ ti el dijo eso?
Yo se que voy y wooo
Y ahora el pal dale como humo
Donde están las mujeres? Voy guayando
Tu tu tun
jugando
Sin miedo déjate llevar por el mambo
Da-da-da-Daddy Yankee
Lu-lu-luny Tunes
En directo
Simplemente, no fallamos
Daddy, sin mucho palabreo
I see her through the trees
Just around the bend
It's getting hard to see
Sun goes down
Yankee girl is gone
That old hydrant froze again
Winter games
but you'll never see no warning signs
And if you wanna get right down to the nitty-gritty
Oh, you can bat a thousand every time
I met a Yankee in
geven de yankee's aan de russen
En alle russen kunnen ze kussen
Niet akkoord verlaat de zaal
Wel akkoord roep allemaal
Geef de koning aan Zaïre
the chance to tell my dad I was a Yankee fan
True love is unconditional, money don't make a man
First time me in a batting cage, I knew I had a gift
Which I
and deeper
I see why they call you teacha
Pussy grip like tweezers
Yankee gyal come an give you visa
Bomboclat
Cock up your bumpa
Mi yal come ride mi long
York with it always trying to make a band
So New York with it course I am a Yankee fan
Yankees Yankees go Yankees
Everybody holler holler go Yankees
So
Jack and Ray was in the middle and then there was me
And I'm the one that turned 23
And grew up to be that yankee's rebel son
Times are changing I heard
gana, gata salvaje
Tú sueñas con devorarme
Yo sueño con atraparte
Los dos estamos soñando
A ver quien gana, gata salvaje
Hector y Tito
Yankee y
out
As we taxied down the runway
I could hear the people shout
They said, "don't come back here Yankee"
But if I ever do
I'll bring more money
lodge
Brains linked, twisted Cohibas say the seeds bang
Coffee pots with graveyard rings, flippin' Gs
Yankee hoodlum on the top of the charts
Dart
and rice,
Fine calypso woman,
She cook me shrimp and rice
Dese yankee hot dogs
Don't treat me stomach very nice.
In Trinidad, one dollar buy
They called him Yankee Sullivan in early days of fame.
He'd known the game of fisticuffs had always treated him right .
But no one knew the men who
sabes con Yankee en la pista sudas (¿qué?)
Aguanta, chiquilla, aguanta
Siente a mi socio Elbi que se levanta
Te roza allá abajo y te pones sata
Hicimos el amor bailando (diles, yes sir, let's go)
One, two, three, que no pare el beat
Sigue Daddy Yankee dando hits
Mucho flow pa' ti, si lo mueve
Rose
Every night na money we dey trowey
Balling from Monday to Sunday
Balling from Monday to Sunday Sunday
And I’m counting owo
I’m known from yankee
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