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Higher level natural vibes what we give in. My princess say she love it when we write pon de riddim. Natural berries also very good for the system. Some tart, some sweet, mi just can't resist them Fruit
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. But youre the only love. That gives me good and plenty Juicy fruit (Juicy). Juicy (Yeah. eah. eah. hey. ). Juicy fruit (Juicy). Juicy Candy rain. Comin down. Taste you in my mind. And spread you
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ti. ar. al. (Princess). Vitas. 2 (Return Home Part 2). YaoJee. byIceofsky. . . . . . . . .
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, nothing left for me to do but dance. Off these bad times I'm going through just dance. Got canned heat in my heals tonight baby. . I feel the thunder, see the lightning. I know this anger's Heaven sent
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, nothing left for me to do but dance. Off these bad times I'm going through just dance. Got canned heat in my heals tonight baby. . I feel the thunder, see the lightning. I know this anger's Heaven sent
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'Cause the police in Denver. No, they don't want none of them. Long hairs hanging around And that's the reason why. Ooh well, well they want to tear. Canned Heat's reputation down You people in Denver
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Oh yeah. Put on the pretty shoes. Oh yeah. My fairy tails come true. I feel like a princess girl. All the stuff, havin' fun. In the princess world. Princess world. Oh yeah. I've got my makeup on. Oh
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Southern trees bear strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots. Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Southern trees bear strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit. Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots. Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze. Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the
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down. at the counter in his working suit. he looked no more than the average fruit. not so many ways to get the clues playing. in a kindergarten during the day. filling empty bodies with toy
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Bài Hát Fruit Tree. Trình BàyNick Drake. Fame is but a fruit tree. So very unsound. It can never flourish. Till its stalk is in the ground. So men of fame. Can never find a way. Till time has flown
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Well me and Kage are hungry. We're hungry for some fruit. We wander through the garden. It would be a hoot. . To eat some low hanging fruit
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princess. With long phony nails and a hairdo that rinses. A horny little jewish princess. With a garlic aroma that could level tacoma. Lonely inside. Well, she can swallow my pride I want a hairy little
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Southern trees bearin' strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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Taste the fruit of life. . Don't stop yourself to wonder why. . (Oooohhh) Fruit of life. . Taste the fruit of life. . Don't stop yourself to wonder why. . (Oooohhh) Fruit of life
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Southern trees bearin' strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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Yea ma, (wassup) i mean i kno we've been going through some thingz but we can work em out u kno u my. project princess i put sum princess cutz on u or sumthin verse 1. every man need a woman when
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. Holding you soul so gratefully, living with faith in you and love. To save our home, to save our beautiful our dearest one that we love. Our frecious Princess so devine. Mairead Fiddle Bridge. Chloe, Lisa K
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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You keep playing me like a fruit machine. Putting in change systematically. Winning streak that you had over me. It's turned into your broken tragedy Turn your pockets out onto the street. Now
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Look here Princess. I'm not just here for you. So take off in your new Rolls Royce. I've got things to do. Look here Princess. I gave you everything. But now I want it all back. So I can start
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Look here Princess. I'm not just here for you. So take off in your new Rolls Royce. I've got things to do. Look here Princess. I gave you everything. But now I want it all back. So I can start
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I wish I were a princess. I wish I were a princess. And if I were a princess. I'd make you my prince. . I wish I were a princess. So beautiful to see. I'd pass the greatest law. In history
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You keep playing me like a fruit mach-ine. Puttin' in change systematically. Winning streak that you had over me. It's turned into your broken tragedy. . Turn your pockets out onto the street
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You keep playing me like a fruit mach-ine. Puttin' in change systematically. Winning streak that you had over me. It's turned into your broken tragedy. . Turn your pockets out onto the street
