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I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you

rates
Now I'm crying with a swollen face,
Die Mutter cuz my mother
Is shit like her eye color
Shit on the end of my summer
So now I have to advise others

screaming
Brenda, Lisa, baby did nothing but tease her
Donna, Lana, smacking that ass in my Honda
Climb'ing on top when I'm ready to pop
Ate it so good shawty

veille

Je me transforme en mauvaise fille comme Donna Summer
Ses mains sur mon corps me dessine pendant des heures
J'aime qu'il m'aime quand je suis ivre

'round
Cuz baby girl do both things now
She sitting on the porch it's raining
She do not hear a word I say
She living in the summer yeah
She living in

Every summer, every weekend, every fucking night 
I tell myself today's the day 
The day I write that song 
The one that starts the album 
The one

a sauna taking Ls
I've been sitting on the beach in the bay
Boilin' like a hummer
Feels like it's summer
Careful when you touch me
FIRE
I'm hot when I wanna

na na 
Na na na na
E lo sapevo
Che tu sei una donna summer
Quando vieni per me
Uh I feel love, i feel love, i feel love
I don't feel love se posso

Top: 4
Theme: Disco
Original: Donna Summer & Barbra Streisand
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No sunshine, no moonlight
no stardust, no sign of romance
and I won't waste another

Donna Summer
Dammi la tua mano che ti porto via lontano
Fuori da questo locale, fuori da Milano
Basta che lo chiedi e sarò io il tuo bandolero
Tu sei così

pullin' up in Bentley's since the summer
Zero, zero comma, more money, more Prada (ah)
Won't fuck with him if he got a baby mother
We pull up and hop out

Dad?

Uh, no, hi, is this Hamish Blake?

Yeah. Yeah, sorry, who's this?

Hi Hames, it's Broden Kelly from comedy group Aunty Donna. How are you?

Uh,

so strong
I need your lift
Carry me so strong

It's a Donna Summer summers
Thank god is Friday
Used to pick my brother up
Late night on the night shift

the kitchen, back to the fucking rhythm
Funky drummer, I'm an upbeat lover
Flip Donna summer and never stutter

Donna Summer,…

[REFR]
Wanneer maggek het met a is doen?
Ik vraag me af wanneer da kik het na me a is mag doen
Wanneer wanneer magge kik het na me a is

She moves like Donna Summer undercover
A disco bird of paradise
And that's just her on a Sunday
Hip step through the grocery aisles
But why be King,

Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like

turning in my album
Get amnesia when they ask "who you got your style from?"
You niggas make me laugh 'til I cry
Scared to use your voice, so all you

Never trust a hoe they all undercover
Never trust a man that steals from his brothers
I wanna get a baddie like Donna Summer
Only time I stop thinking is

advertised
One lame shoot one goal I laugh
Still can't defend get a yellow card
I finally drop the album
Another summer in love
I'm just someone with a passion

city
Get shot at your door in my city
The babies the only thing that is pretty
I ain't speaking premature
Long talk for prima donnas
Hlupha Strikas want

wave baby it's a mountain
The way looking at me got me all in
The way looking at me got me all in
I'm so Prima Donna no wonder
Often times I'm fucking up

your mama
Tell her you got a disorder
Chronic prima donna you got
From neurological trauma
Fear –"when you run to it it runs away"
Robin Sharma
Run it

don't wear a suit
Nope
But I'm your Donna
This is like a prayer
By Madonna
I'm giving you love and you feeling it
Eeling it
ECG got nothing on you
You