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. Papa, papa licked me. With the licking stick I've got the flipping hiccups, mama. I've got the flipping hiccups, papa Papa, papa, papa. Do not lick me with that. Mama, mama, mama. It licked too hot
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' * up, nigga. Ladies an' gentlemen, this is a motherfuckin' stick up. Put your motherfuckin' hands in the air. The first motherfucker that move. Is gonna catch this motherfucker Word up, up the
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Bài hát Stick With Me - Olly Murs. Too much time. Too much space. Looking for the truth. Mountains you have had to climb. Valleys you've been through. I don't know about where you've been or where
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you do?. . Chorus. Stick em up stick em up bitch stick em up. Put ya hands up where I can see em see em see em. Stick em up stick em up bitch stick em up. Target niggas wouldn't wanna be em be em
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me. Let him stay in bed. Until he is fed up. . You know he can't go on. Yes his life has felt so long. He's ready, but oh. His soul is so lonely. . Stick to yr guns. . He's ready, but oh
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sig i problem i kvarterets bodega eller bar. "Stick iväg Jack" vad det sista som sas. När bartendern stängde för kvällen för aldrig mer komma tillbaks. Och vad som hände efter detta får vi nog inga
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Nelly. Uh, uh-oh. Uh, uh uh uh, ay uh uh. Uh uh uh, c-mon Chorus. Hey Mister. Stick out ya wrist, how many in this. Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes. I need to see how deep them pockets
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son. Of a bitch. Stick it out. Stick out yer. Hot curly weenie. Stick it out. Stick out yer. Hot curly weenie. Stick it out. Stick out yer. Hot curly weenie. Weenie. weenie,. Weenie, weenie
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Bài hát Dat Stick - River Flows In You Remix Cover - Lambert. 12 in the morning. Pop shells for a living. And berry gon’ smell blood trail every minute. Rogue wave on you niggas, no fail when I hit
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Take a walk to the new town, take a look around. Pretty road names pass us by, a foundation sound. They paint their walls and ceilings white to feel clean inside. Ten square miles so synchronized I
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chop chop chop the squid. chop chop chop the squid. chop chop chop the squid. disappoint my father
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revolve in harmony, oh Baby, let's stick together. Just like two birds of a feather do. I found my treasure in you. Baby, let's stick together. Wand we will ride stormy through. Until each gray sky
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