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I gotta tell you a story from way back. Truck on down and dig me jack. There's big moe, little moe, four-eyed moe, no moe,. Look at brother, look at brother, look at brother eat moe. Moe, moe
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Bài hát Joe Le Taxi - Vanessa Paradis. Joe le taxi. Y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. Son saxo jaune. Connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs. Et la Seine
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There was a case of old nasal spray. I bought at a thrift store. I aint left my place in twenty days. And I cant get off the floor Unlike Moe Bandy mountaineers. Bar stool mountain expiditioneers
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What?. Uhh. What?. C'mon Aea yo. Bounce to that Trina Moe. Niggas about to blow. Bouncin' straight out the door. Here we go, here we go Bloodline, scratch all day, match all weight. Only dogs
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conclusion. You are the best and it's not an illusion The best, rockin' my beat. The best For instance, if this record was an atom, I'd be the nucleus. The center of attention, Kool Moe Dee. And I'm just
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I dreamed, I saw Joe Hill last night. Alive as you and me. Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead". "I never died" says he. "I never died" says he "The copper bosses killed you, Joe". "They shot
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In the midday sun. They beat on their drums. When Poppa Joe comes to town. With his coconut-rum. They can all have fun. They can drink it. 'Till the sun goes down Poppa Joe just smiles politely
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Joe le taxi y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. . Son saxo iavne connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs. . Et la Seine et ses ponts qui brillent
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There's a boy out 'luma way named Joe Eugene. He's one mellow ass son of a *-a. He loves his wheat grass and cold bean curd. He's one healthy ass sone of a bitch-a. But late at night he
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rings, it's an understood thing. Joe don't know where they are At a table in the corner. There's a young man and an empty chair. His head in his hands, tears in his eyes. And a girlfriend's ring lying
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Joe le taxi. Y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. Son saxo jaune. Connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs. Et la Seine. Et ses ponts qui brillent. Dans sa
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EVERYTHING WAS IN THE PICKUP TRUCK. HE PACKED A BAG AND MAMA SAID GOOD LUCK. IN CALIFORNIA, CALIFORNIA,. PAPA TOLD HIM THAT HE SHOULDN'T GO. SAID, "I DON'T WANNA SAY I TOLD YOU SO". BUT, JOE I
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Last time, last time we were here at Folsom Prison,. They were hanging Joe Bean. Is Joe still here, Joe Bean?. Hang the son of a * anyways, right? Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning
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Last time, last time we were here at Folsom Prison,. They were hanging Joe Bean. Is Joe still here, Joe Bean?. Hang the son of a * anyways, right? Well, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning
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rhymes I use can make you lose. Total control and if I choose. To call you the paperboy you'll spread the news. Like Paul Revere, "A real rapper is here" Yeah, "Moe Dee is coming, Moe Dee is coming
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Ho jump down, spin around, let's have a party. Look who's back, Stay Away Joe. Chock taw, chick a Shaw, gonna drink me hearty. Welcome back, Stay Away Joe Stay Away Joe they call me. Stay Away
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Hey, does anybody know. How I can get in touch with Joe? If I have to catch a subway. Or catch a plane on a runway. I've got to find out some way. Where did he go? Yesterday was bright and sunny
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again. Rather than. Beating them down. I just talk to the men. They don't understand how I've got so much cash. Then I get mad and tell them to ask. Their daughter. I bet she bought a. Kool Moe
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, be careful! That chick belongs to Smokey Joe" From behind the counter I saw a man. A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand. He grabbed me by my collar and he began to shout. "You'd better eat
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Hey Joe, where you goin' with that money in your hand?. Hey Joe, where you goin' with that money in your hand?. Chasin' my woman, she run off with another man. Goin downtown, buy me a Forty Four
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go 'head enter. The classic Moe Dee rap that sent ya Runnin' around holdin' ya head. Askin' ya homeboy yo man. You hear what he said another funky rhythm. Look at ya man and give him a high five
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Moe Dee Pain relievers won't relieve ya. Suicide won't do it either. Even after I cremate you. I'ma reincarnate you Bring you back for another round. Just to put you back in the ground. Over and
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go 'head enter. The classic Moe Dee rap that sent ya Runnin' around holdin' ya head. Askin' ya homeboy yo man. You hear what he said another funky rhythm. Look at ya man and give him a high five
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go 'head enter. The classic Moe Dee rap that sent ya Runnin' around holdin' ya head. Askin' ya homeboy yo man. You hear what he said another funky rhythm. Look at ya man and give him a high five
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Bài hát Hãy Đến Với Nhau (Joe Le Taxi) - Ngọc Lan. Joe le taxi. Y va pas partout. Y marche pas au soda. Son saxo jaune. Connait toutes les rues par coeur. Tous les p'tits bars. Tous les coins noirs
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renegade buster Lyrical format I put down. And when it rips, better skip town. Metaphysical spiritual conscience. Manifested in lyrical contents An ancient rhetoric, Moe Dee better kick. Soulful social
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, I love it in public. 'Cause it's cool being Kool Moe Dee. But behind closed doors, I get the applause. For just being plain old me. All night long All night, all night. On, on, on, on, on, on
