Lyrics:
as she dance dey dance kerewa
She don dey put men for big wahala
See anytime when she a dancing, a dance
The men are go want to collect her number
Ya bum
men for big wahala
See anytime when she a dancing a dance
The men are go want to collect her number yeah
Your bum bum shake your bum bum anytime for me
bum bum bum
Bum bum bum bum bum bum
It was a cold night when you let yourself in
They both were armed, you did not care
And one by one your
Torment
(That's right)
We paving the way, stay in yo lane
Follow the line, you see the sign
Men at work (work, work, work, work)
Men at work (work, work, work
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
closing
But it's over now, but it's over now
Go on and take a bow
Bum bum be dum, bum bum be dum bum
I'm going crazy now
Bum bum be dum, bum bum be dum bum
Plenty men want to touch and beg ya for some
Cause ya, whine your waist and roll your bum bum
Plenty men want to touch and beg ya for some
Cause ya,
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
Ivan Diamantes
It ain't a party til' we arrive
See that?
Woo!
Saw you hanging by the place I stay and I just needed to say
Did you work at that
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
on a dime
That faraway shore's
Getting very near!
We haven't a thing to fear-
We haven't got time!
Bum-bum-bu-bum-bum bum-bum
La-da-da-da-da da-dum
Strength beats out the lady luck
Thunder thighs tuned to push a pickup truck
Static or dynamic, I work enough
When I'm on the ground duckwalking they
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
that they ever showed
On Nick at night
And denace -N- spencer would be like one less
Than a few older women, when I get them two
Men to pause and by
pum pums from the tom tom drums-the Indians are coming
Then the bum bum bums from the cowboy guns-the white men are a'gunning
And the buffalo go toward
a bum
Hallelujah, bum again
Come and give us a handout to revive us again
No matter how hard I work
I make a starvation wage
So I'll be funded by
wants
It's beating like a drum like
Ba Da Bum Bum Ba Da Bum Bum
Let me spell it out now letter by letter
Cause we on a roll and we only get better
(Oh, the wine cooler)
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
Crowder
For everyone who is a doubter
Remember Thomas saw His hands
Let's start finding the lost sheep
And not stress 'bout making bands
BUM
I am just
bums
[Mr. Hyde]
I'm just a piece of shit bum stinkin wretched and foul
When I stumble by you'll have to hold your breath for a while
I can hear my
bums
[Mr. Hyde]
I'm just a piece of shit bum stinkin wretched and foul
When I stumble by you'll have to hold your breath for a while
I can hear my
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