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y, ¡blam!. ¿Y dónde está mi gente?. Mais fais bouger la tête. ¿Y dónde está mi gente?. Say yeah, yeah, yeah. ¡Un, dos, tres, leggo! (Ay, di que sí). ♪. ¡Rra!. Esquina a esquina, de ahí no' vamo'. El
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. Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania. Neptune, Titan, Stars can frighten. Blinding signs flap,. Flicker, flicker, flicker blam. Pow, pow. Stairway scare, Dan Dare, who's there?. Lime and
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. Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania. Neptune, Titan, Stars can frighten. Blinding signs flap,. Flicker, flicker, flicker blam. Pow, pow. Stairway scare, Dan Dare, who's there?. Lime and
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. Blam bam adds explosion to the lamb. Jesus is screaming yr name. Violent loving yeah. Kissing golden, we're going insane. But where is the shame?. When the star pet is to blame. Aah you butt cheeks
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Intro Redman (Blam). Gilla, yeah!. Man, * that, nigga!. (Yeah, yeah, yeah!). Yes, sir!. Gilla House!. You already know the business, nigga!. Gilla House, nigga! Verse 1 Redman. Yo, you
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(Freeze). J Balvin, Willy William. Me gusta (Freeze). Los DJ's no mienten, le gusta a mi gente. Y eso se fue mundial (Freeze). No le bajamos, más nunca paramos. Es otro palo y ¡Blam!. ¿Y dónde está mi gente
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. Augu þín. óttalaus og hrein. Brosa við mér björt. . Vonin mín. Blessað brosið þitt. Vekur ljóð úr værð. Hvílist jörð. Hljóð í örmum snæs. Liljuhvít. Lokar augum blám. Litla stúlkan mín
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. Augu þín. óttalaus og hrein. Brosa við mér björt. . Vonin mín. Blessað brosið þitt. Vekur ljóð úr værð. Hvílist jörð. Hljóð í örmum snæs. Liljuhvít. Lokar augum blám. Litla stúlkan mín
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phải dòng ngó Mày đi kiểu gì ý kiến gì về thằng chó L. E. A. D bọn tao luôn là dẫn đầu Kín mắt thì sao bọn tao đây trông vẫn ngầu BLAM! BLAM! Bọn mày luôn phải nhìn bọn tao nên để phía đằng sau Ey! Ey
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schooldays insane. Hey man, my work's down the drain. Hey man, well she's a total blam-blam. She said she had to squeeze it but she then she Oh don't lean on me man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket. I'm
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. Ratta tatta tat I let the blam hit em. I say * the whole world and put a bomb in it. Finger on the trigger til I put my whole arm in it. I just want revenge, I just want revenge. We get it poppin
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when they see Cam and his (Boy) they say damn (Oh Boy). Santana's that (Boy) that squeeze hammers (Oh Boy). Canons and bandanas glammers we don't brandish. Blam at your man's canvas then scram with
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). No le bajamos, más nunca paramos. Es otro palo y blam. ¿Y dónde está mi gente?. Mais fais bouger la tête. ¿Y dónde está mi gente?. Say yeah, yeah, yeah. ¡Un, dos, tres, leggo! (ay, di que sí
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mundial (Freeze). No le bajamos. Más nunca paramos. Es otro palo y blam. ¿Y dónde está mi gente?. Mais fais bouger la tête. ¿Y dónde está mi gente?. Say yeah, yeah, yeah. Un. dos. tres. Lego!. ♪. ¿Y
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DJ's no mienten, le gusta a mi gente. Y eso se fue mundial (freeze!). No le bajamos, y nunca paramos. Es otro palo y ¡blam!. Y dónde está mi gente?. (Mais il faut bouger la tête). Y dónde está mi gente
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fire BLAM!. oh my god i cant believe. the antlers on that buck. it would take 40 men. to load him in the truck. nice shot. got that sucker right between the eyes. lets get a cold one don. love
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Bài hát Don't Hate Tha Playa - Tyga. Blam blam with them Nina, turn up like Tina. T raw in my speakers, she play with my balls like Venus. Cool nigga with a heater, hot shots of tequila. I can make
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them and they raps about the coke. And the crack and the click to the clack. But to me it's chit chat. Blam, motherfucker, take that, now I'ma give 'em what they ask for. What they want, that street
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them and they raps about the coke. And the crack and the click to the clack. But to me it's chit chat. Blam, motherfucker, take that, now I'ma give 'em what they ask for. What they want, that street
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yea. i got that beat up in my trunk i got that beat up in my trunk. i got that beat up in my trunk yea yea. license plates rattlin, bumper keep draggin, trunk straight blastin. yea Boom boom blam
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asked her how she did it. City girls love to have fun in the city. City girls love to have fun in the city. Yeah. City girl like to let you *** on her ***. Yeah, ayy. City girl like to let you blam on her
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, I see your trance. I run away and then you prance. If I show the hideaway, would you hide out and let it blam?. Ain't no time, I'm facin' scams, nah, nah (yeah). You don't know where we stand (yeah
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business. Handle * right, get your stack on. Anybody hating, its the fool you smash on. Gonna say last time and Im gonna jump. Hit em like Blam ! Give the drummer some Chorus * is critical, we are
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and let it blam?. Ain't no time, I'm facin' scams. You don't know where we stand. It's true, ooh
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. You and your fam bam gon' hear the blam, blam. Goddammit, I'm at it again They done let that bitch, nigga up outta the pen. And now he lookin' for me what the heck? My game is built on respect. Now
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a trouble starter inside his hand". My man, Eric Blam said, "Stop on the cops". And then, what the Blam said, you're sure to get shot Now they ignore me 'cause you saw me with a 40. He thought the
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Hook by Blam. This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up. On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up. If you on top getting hella guap stand up. If you on da corner you a goner home and man
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whorehouse, we takin everything. We want the pussies to the diamond rings. You want the sun to shine? We want the rain to pour. Official Nast' to put your body on the floor. *BLAM BLAM* *BLAM* OH * I'M
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. Man, I give Y'all niggaz the B'iness for fuckin wit me, is you crazy?!?. . Chorus. . Dmx. Once a song, I come though, guns is drawn. Blam blam, lungs are gone, sons will mourn. From dusk till
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* * Blak blam, blam to them fall. Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg, biddy-bye. Dr Dre him bust gun shots. Diggity Daz and RBX them bust gun shots. Come again!
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they know?. It's so uplifting how you bounce. And it feel like, damn (damn). Look at those pants. Damn (damn). It don't makе sense. Damn (damn), yeah. I'm convincеd. Blam (blam). It's magic. This one's
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. Look at my wrist, it dance. Look at your bitch, she dance too. Look at me, I'm the man. Percocets, don't do Xans, boo. Run up on me, I blam. I got my hand on my ham, ooh. Run up on me, I blam. I got my
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you can, all you niggas lame, tooly on me, got killers on speed dial. Infrared blam if a nigga shout, don't get packed out, pro'lly hear the paparazzi when I back out. Chorus Tyga. Can you see now? Are
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is nas, and his man, ready?". Walked in the house, snatched off they clothes. Ran through them hoes. Plenty ice, that they all seemed to like. Can't find my man, heard a blam blam. Now I'm