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me lo advertía
Bien coque tona
Y que pasándose de mia
Como papo decía
Valió la pena
Yo si se
Quién lo diría
Esta bien
Coronilla valentina
Bella citrina

Guarderò in basso vedendo la terra
Creo la mia wave e cavalco la cresta 
You can ride on dis D non ti serve una sella
My flow so sweet, più dolce di 7lwa

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[Letra de

vaivén de tu santo culo amén Que tu estás encendía
Produced by:
Edgar Morales
Yo estoy en la mía
Los perros andan sueltos
Las gatas lucias
La discoteca

and way in MIA
And I come from VA
We don't play that silly shit.
Treat a bitch and nigga the same
Equal opportunity clips
Like 1-2 you say you're gonna

Questi scarsi, non li sento my g

Ey giro in the night
Vt by night
Ero sotto alla coco tipo crocodile
Tipo l'8 mile, mi sogno dubai
Incubi da sveglio non

make so mama mia
Round 2 dier wan ma mea mewu oh oh oh oh
I cop that sweet red wine you like
Wear that bikini that I like
Billop the herb make badman

Them trick niggas in they ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my

been out my body
Feeling mindless
Girl I see purple hues
From constant abuse
But I'm trying
To not go M.I.A
I've been watching time tick and pass day by

You'll end up mia
If you try to murda ace
Be just like a puzzle when they go and try to fix yo face

Why they got they mind on me
Be all you can be
Why you

Saturday Nite Fever

Lordz of Brooklyn

All in the Family

1995

fever on a Saturday night.

[Chorus by Admoney]
Come on!
It's a Saturday night
Come On!
It's a Saturday Night
Come on!
It's a Saturday night
So bring your

a flight cause I ain't stressing shit
LA for the week
M.I.A by the beach
Skirt off in a foreign then dip overseas
I count every dollar don't need no machine

hollow tips
Like Billy The Kid, two 9's by my hip

(Gat in my bed, weed on my pillow)
Ain't the one blame
When you see me in the streets
Don't call me

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!

(Joe Budden)

Them wolves is out nigga

(Ransom)

learningfield before, nursery I got to the bus
Working on my own with others, now I'm carrying my cross
Born in November 2-4, I'm a Sagittarius 
I don't fuck

to get out my trap
If u ain't buy yet
These hoes be wall to walll
But bitch I am not breezy
Got it times two times threeseze
Bezel & the dial on freeze

between the 2
You see my fruit

But ima
Make it better
Words coming out my heart
To say that you

Are my
Everything
Diamond girl
I love you from the start

fingers
Mama Mia
Dial me a fire re-up
Tell 'em I need a new lighter to fire me up
Two handles of anything to drink it by the liter
I'm in the booth getting

been had sum screws missing

Kota don't trust shit hit em if he get to twitchin

Put 'em ina casket tie his body if they found em snitchin

Attacced by

2 Ghetto
intro
Ah grand ma use to make Alcohol and that's how we get our meals
Some times she get beaten by the police and put in jail
Warchild

the mountain top
Mind drifting day and night
Burning a tree or two
Learning a thing or two
By myself in the conscious I stay aligned out the masses
MIA I am away

You mad I Guess, yeah
She mad again I guess I get it, yeah
I ain't hear, what you said, but I bet it's bad
M.I.A. to myself, don't know where you

nigga
Bitch I'm 2-4 so stop calling
Me a blood nigga man these niggas gone
Make me call my gun dealer
In the fucking club we might
Shoot it up nigga
I be

I feel the tension
See her walking by grab her attention
Blicky on me and it got the extension
No auto like I'm Durk in the trenches
Don't tag me