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. Pick up the bass, better yet leave a space. So let me put my big black on in to the early mornin'. Had skins doanin'. Mecca, yo, you want the mecca?. I'll make a funky beat so we can blow, check it
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lip. While cracking the whip. You know what we want,. It's candy to cum to. . Sick, sick, sick. Don't resist. Sick, sick, sick. Don't resist. Sick, sick, sick. Don't resist. Sick, sick, sick
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Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble. Ancient footprints are everywhere. You can almost think that you're seein' double. On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs Got to hurry on back
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pack of mentholated cigarettes. Keeps my air nice and thick. When I write, words flow like coins from a candy box. Get out of my way. I've got something to say!. The pulse is beating louder now
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White honey, get it from the candy man. White honey yeah, any time I think I can You wake up early in the morning. A playing on the clarinet. Whole town down when the man comes around. And no one
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hands in the air and let the music flow. Now here we go, once again it's the man with the wings. On the double got my shovel and I'm diggin' for skins. Now everything is alright, nobody's uptight
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Bài hát Drop Pop Candy - JubyPhonic P, Kuraiinu. Umbrella at your side, it’s raining but you close it tight. “And how are you?” purred a cat just passing through. Those heels that you like are
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chump or a tease. He never tells me lies and best of all. He never disagrees I bring him candy and flowers every afternoon. Sit down by his side and say, "Hi". And then I ask him his opinion of the
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happy. Never blew a second chance, oh no!. I need a love to keep me happy. I need a love to keep me happy. Baby, baby keep me happy. Baby, baby keep me happy. Always took candy from strangers. Didn't
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key behind the back door light. So the dirty dog can slide in and out of her love. Little girl craves candy. Turns on her big brown eyes and little Mary cries. When her tongue twists and turns, the
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princess . A hand full of rocks and daddy's pine ladder. Sure did come in handy. For a teenage boy thinking all that mattered. Was a kiss that taste like candy . Back in the day we were wild and free
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Nigga, come off, check this out, check this out. Listen all this * y'all talkin' ain't got no frills. We'll pass the 40 around and we'll see who's got some skills. I mean if you got 'em you got
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Verse 1. I can't keep up the pace. She got me out my ways. I eat on, put it on my plate. Honey, you be up to the same shame, same old. Can you speak up tomorrow?. I wake you up for talk. Baby, you're