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vấn cũng do anh mà ra. Drop Umbala. 2. Bao giờ em mới hay giọt nước mắt em chẳng thể làm anh đau đớn. Bao giờ em mới hay rằng anh cũng đang đi tìm nơi có phép màu. Pre-Chorus2. Có bao nhiêu điều anh
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Ll Talking - 1st chorus. Uhh, Yeah, Hell yeah, Word up. Yeah, Hell yeah, hell yeah. . Chorus. I'm the G. O. A. T. The Greatest of All Time (coo-coo, coo, Cool J). The Greatest of All Time
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queen, the loaded gun. The drop dead dream, the Chosen One. A southern drawl, the world unseen. A city wall and a trampoline Oh well, I don't mind, you don't mind. 'Cause I don't shine if you don't
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We set the tone. Music on where we go. Michin beat drum. Gateun soriro. We set the tone. Molryeowa where we go. Kkeullyeo-ojana imi neon. We set the. Beat drop beat drop kill it. Simjang sori seel it
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spot block. On some real web * to get your spot knocked by killer cops Tryin' to get your * rocked, he don't know, 'cause all along. We was plottin' to drop on the low, he straight snitch. He
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Intro. Snooooooooooop. Snooooooooooop. . Hook. When the pimps in the crib ma. (Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot). When the pigs try to get at you. (Park it
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' bottles to the neck, neck, neck. Pop-pop. Bo-- with the bo--bo-- (Whoop!). Drop. Pop-pop--. Bo-- with the bo--bo-- (Whoop!). Pop-pop--. Step up in the place. Everybody gettin' wet. Poppin' champagne. Takin
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' champagne. Takin' bottles to the neck, neck, neck. Pop-pop. Bo-- with the bo--bo-- (Whoop!). Drop. Pop-pop--. Bo-- with the bo--bo-- (Whoop!). Pop-pop--. Step up in the place. Everybody gettin' wet. Poppin
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. Was on a path nowhere, the harder the road. The more broken baggage we carry, the larger the load This school drop out got knocked out, chased by the cops out. Got clout, dumped by my girlfriend and
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1 . That ooh, the side effect to my loneliness is you . Chorus . Ooh, you're all that I want . No good at giving you up . Come on and give me some love tonight . Ooh, you're all that I want . No good
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Maybe I'll write you a letter. Maybe I'll give you a call. Maybe I'll drop you a line. When I'm feeling better. Maybe I won't after all. Somewhere a river is flowing. Rolling on into the sea
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Maybe I'll write you a letter. Maybe I'll give you a call. Maybe I'll drop you a line. When I'm feeling better. Maybe I won't after all. Somewhere a river is flowing. Rolling on into the sea
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, weak am I. Butterfly caught up in the hurricane, hurricane. Lucky me, I'm barely free. Suddenly I'm caught up in your sound rain. Ah shower me with your sweet love. I will bathe in every drop
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Intro. Don't give up on me. Verse Mako. It was only a dream. The waves of evil crashing over us. It was only a weak and fateful scream beneath the battlements. I know it's hard. But follow before
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for my baby and one more for the road. i got the routine. so drop another nickel in the machine. i'm feeling so bad. wish you'd make the music pretty and sad. could tell you a lot but you've got to
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your mind. It's call Snake Oil y'all. It's been around for a long, long time. . Say, your crops'll burn if it don't rain soon. Ain't seen a drop since the tenth of June. Well I can open up the sky
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Roll a L and burn a incent. It's like magic when I invent this * that I present. Yo turn my levels up a izinch. And drop the treble down the pizinch and let the bass commence. To relax your
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Frank zappa (guitar, vocals). Ralph humphrey (drums). Sal marquez (trumpet, vocals). Tom fowler (bass). Bruce fowler (trombone). George duke (keyboards, synthesizer). Ruth underwood (marimba
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from the slaves. Grew up where ya'll niggas won't go. Rep that, rep that * like I own it. I did it big for my fam and my homies. I got the biggest house on my block, foreign with the drop. For
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(doot) yeah. (Goin' out to all of my DJ's). Bass, fill a bad girl like a sandwich. 2 bottle of mo' we still standing. This one's out to the Charlie Brown. I'm lovin' it, lovin' it, old school anthems
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metaphorical gin and juice. So come on, give me a taste. Of what it's like to be next to you. Won't let one drop go to waste. You're metaphorical gin and juice. Cause all of the downs and the uppers. Keep making
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drop the bomb. You bet to save this land. He was only taking pictures. Around the critical mass. While the troops on Tinian island. Sang Follow the bouncing ball. White Christmas. He may have been
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drop a line to me, please. As juliet cried, in her romeos ear,. Romeo, why not face the fact, my dear. . It was just one of those things. Just one of those crazy flings. One of those bells that now
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the night belongs to you. It's like the dj knows all your favorite songs. And you stay on the dance floor all night long. Just make them bottles pop. You drink until you drop. Because the night belongs
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Lucifer, son of the morning, I'm gonna chase you out of earth. I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of earth. I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase the devil out of earth. I'm gonna
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tracks. In a haze these days. I pull up to the stop light. I can feel that something's not right. I can feel that someone's blasting me with hate. And bass. Sendin' dirty vibes my way. 'Cause my