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Ladies and gents. turn up your sound system to the. sound of carlos santana and the GMB. (Surprada). Ghe tto people- from the Refugee Gang. oh Maria Maria. She reminds me of a west side story
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guitar, yeah, yeah. Played by Carlos Santana. Stop the looting, stop the shooting. Pick pocking on the corner. See as the rich is getting richer. The poor is getting poorer. Se mira Maria on the corner
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Ladies and gents. turn up your sound system to the. sound of carlos santana and the GMB. (Surprada). Ghe tto people- from the Refugee Gang. oh Maria Maria. She reminds me of a west side story
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Ladies and gents. turn up your sound system to the. sound of carlos santana and the GMB. (Surprada). Ghe tto people- from the Refugee Gang. oh Maria Maria. She reminds me of a west side story
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Ladies and gents. turn up your sound system to the. sound of carlos santana and the GMB. (Surprada). Ghe tto people- from the Refugee Gang. oh Maria Maria. She reminds me of a west side story
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Ladies and gents. turn up your sound system to the. sound of carlos santana and the GMB. (Surprada). Ghe tto people- from the Refugee Gang. oh Maria Maria. She reminds me of a west side story
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Bài hát Everyday - M. O. P. , The Product G&B. Oh yeah. (G&B). Ohhhh. oooh yeah (M. O. P. ). Oh-ohhhh, ooooh (yeah). Oh-ohhhh (Primo bring it back, uh-huh, yo). Oooooh-ohhh, ohh-ohhh ohh-ohhh ohh
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Verso 1 Léo Santana. Todo mundo vai vibrar com a gente. Na mesma energia vibrando o continente. Estádio lotado, geral empolgado. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh. Verso 2 Karol G. Juega la vida. Juega los
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elbow pull and kick 'Cause my time is up and I don't care. With one big push, I'm outta there. June 15th, it's just my luck. In 1969, a nigga is the product Ghetto ass nigga, you ain't *. And you
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Song Let The Children Play - Santana. Let the children have their way. Let the children play. Let the children play. Yo le digo caballero. Que los ninos le quieren jugar. Ellos tienen que jugar
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Song Let The Children Play - Santana. Let the children have their way. Let the children play. Let the children play. Yo le digo caballero. Que los ninos le quieren jugar. Ellos tienen que jugar
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Credits. Music/ Lyrics: J. J. Cale. Lyrics. Don take her for granted, she had. a hard time. Don misunderstand her or play. Santana. with her mind. Treat her so gently, it will pay you. in time. Youe
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Credits. Music/ Lyrics: J. J. Cale. Lyrics. Don take her for granted, she had. a hard time. Don misunderstand her or play. Santana. with her mind. Treat her so gently, it will pay you. in time. Youe
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She's just a product of misery. She's just a product of misery Everyday she'd go around. Every time I see that frown. Broken down and down and out. The drudgery goes on and on. Oh, I just want
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I'm the G. O. A. T. The greatest of all time. (Cool, Cool, Cool J). The greatest of all time. (LL). The greatest of all time. (Cool J). The greatest of all time I'm the G. O. A. T. The
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. Feel the deal, the chinchillas, they can fit on gorillas. Santana, bananas, clip bananas, wrapped in bandannas. Hammers, hammers, no cameras, you'll be runnin' to nana. (Nana, nana) Nana, nana Santana
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She's just a product of misery. Everyday she'd go around. Everytime I see that frown. Broken down and down and out,. The drudgery goes on and on. Oh I just want to say,. I ain't gonna live that
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Credits. Music/ Lyrics: Carlos Santana & Chris Solberg. Lyrics. Lightning in the sky. Thunder on the ground. Man and beast alike. Seeking shelter from the storm. All around there is fear in the air
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tiThe River. arBrian Doerksen. alIt's Time. Brian Doerksen - The River. To the river I am going. Bringing sins I cannot bear. Come and cleanse me, come forgive me. Lord, I need to meet You there
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true So bright, throw lights up for me. For life married the game, throw rice up for me. So nice, throw ice up for me. Two pieces for B. I. G. and one piece for that kid I am back, yup, put a stack
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Song The Game Of Love - Santana, Michelle Branch. Tell me. Just what you want me to be. One kiss. And boom you're the only one for me. So please tell me. Why don't you come around no more
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Song G. r. i. t. s. - Brantley Gilbert. I had a buddy come down 'round last July. Caught me when he crossed the Mason Dixon line. Said he was headed down south and lookin' for a real good time. I
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?. Ooh baby, baby. Come on, take a chance. You're old enough to Dance the night away. Oh, come on g-girl. Dance the night away A live wire, barely a beginner. But just watch that lady go. She's on
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?. Ooh baby, baby. Come on, take a chance. You're old enough to Dance the night away. Oh, come on g-girl. Dance the night away A live wire, barely a beginner. But just watch that lady go. She's on
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Credits. Music/ Lyrics: W. Bobo, M. Lastie, & W. Correa. Santana. Dedication. Bonus Tracks Recorded Live at the Woodstock Festival Saturday, August 16, 1969. (previously unreleased). Lyrics
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finally with Marcella. I want to marry, but I don't know how to tell her. Marcella and I, we go to the cabana. We bibbi di bop and bibbi di bop and boppin to Santana. Santana pa mi, Santana pa mi. Pero
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Santana. Yeah I know man you gettin big tell me about it what's good. . Ja. It's crazy man, you know my teacher had the nerve to ask me for your autograph. . Juelz Santana. What, she asked for my