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Hey y'all, can y'all do something for me? Can y'all bounce, can y'all bounce, what? Hey y'all, can y'all do something for me? Can y'all bounce, bounce
Like a Saturday night I'll be gone Like a Saturday night I'll be gone Before you knew that I was there So you wrote it down I'm supposed to care Even
Guess who? Jigga, ya heard? Timbaland, ya heard? Uh, Twista, ya heard? C'mon c'mon Uh uh, uh uh G G, G gyeah, yo G'yo, gyeah gyeah, gyeah gyeah Turn this
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps, playaz and hustlahs, welcome to the 1994 hooooooo Draft.yeah, yeah what's up what's up 'cause what's up yeah oh and I could
Sunday morning No, I'm not crying If you would pretend You're still asleep The kids would be playing While I forget A lot of things I had a scar under
"La Marcha Real" ?Viva Espana! Cantemos todos juntos con distinta voz y un solo corazon. ?Viva Espana! Desde los verdes valles al inmenso mar, un himno
Where do you go when everything you know is wrong, if you know anything at all? Tomorrow always starts so bright before it fades and all the empty faces
Why do we loan ourselves to the things by which We will never be repaid And feel consoled by tomorrow When today has been profaned Confused by choices
He was born in a small town And he was given every reason to stay Hallelujah, Mississippi Postcard living no sign of decay Till Vietnam moved next door
Come on and brace your face Engulfed up in the rat race we hold our futures down So, just resist the plot and find the answer Etched eternal as we self
*female newsreporter talking* "Also the, hearing from the defense department that they launched some fifty Tomahawk cruise missiles Not only from ahh
(C'mon girl, I was just playin? with you) Ah, c'mon, ah You would not believe, c'mon, ah What's goin? down right now, c'mon, ah Holla, c'mon, ah You would
Uh, feel me, to all the women across the world, we can't diss y'all We gotta love ya, that's real, uh To all my ladies in lingerie, never under age Who
Disturbin' tha peace, the Beat Club Ludacris, straight from the A T L We gon' take it to N C, to V A To L.A., to N.Y.and everywhere in between Uh, we
It's the dippy dippy don, now you heard that Let's take it back, where the original Tim the bird at? I got shit here to make you down on twelve-pack Call
People like myself, only hang with self 'cause that's the way to go I can't go outside without finding some new kinfolks People on my left, people on
Timabaland's flow infamous Allow me to assemble this flow with limitless style For all man, woman and innocent child I have no perimeter Break all barriers
