Lyrics:
Turn Me On
Turn Me On
DJ whatcha gonna do
And you push play
Got me dancing
I'm so crazy
I'm spinning like a CD
And it's ok
Cause I'm dancing
All night
ratkomaan
Vaan se luitani ohjaa muita katkomaan
Olen mukava poikamme kaiken kaikkiiaan
AB - Kyllä hullun kanssa pärjäilee rock!
CD - Mutta tyhmä se epäilee
the student fees
I went to Jetstar and pressed my CD's
Boy Better Know editions 1 to 3
Man just about scraped a degree
"Graduation day, where were you?"
That's
saí o CD?
Cadê o, cadê o CD mané?
Lembra quando diziam
Esse cara da Cone são sem futuro e tudo mongol
O mundo dá voltas
Eu sei, eu sei, eu sei,
posso aspettare, non posso aspettare più)
Ora dormi in un castello vuoto (che sta per crollare, che sta per crollare)
Togli il CD (oh-oh) di questo
a drink?"
Turn my phone off, get a little gone
All this turning it up ain't really turning me on
I need sweatpants, vibing to an old CD
And my day ones
out there lovin', I see them on my phone
But I don't have a sweetheart to hold when I'm alone
So I just grab my keys and snag my favorite CD
Cruisin'
out there lovin', I see them on my phone
But I don't have a sweetheart to hold when I'm alone
So I just grab my keys and snag my favorite CD
Cruisin'
all in cash
Passin' CD's out for free, ain't no way I'm goin' back
Fuck these feelings, this ain't me, devil keep tryna distract
I be goin' through
When I met Rayn, bitch I was strapped
The rap wasn't in my brain (it wasn't)
We sellin' CD's like crack cocaine
Yeah, bitch, we changed the game
the radio up louder, make it thump
While I bump that Relapse CD, tryna hit every bump in that cunt
Thought I snap back in that accent cause she kept asking me
orgullo no me deja
Me cuesta imaginar que no estarás
Termino de empacar sintiendo que no queda otra salida
Te dejo el tostador y los CD´S
Si tú te vas y yo
to the floor is something I can not afford
You see these cats and most of them are lying
Selling CDs and packs, both of them are dying
My man Free earned that
look
You see me, I'm a G, me, you couldn't be me
I make a lot of breezies and make it look easy
My CD cold, my wrist fuckin' freezie
Pay for
look
You see me I'm a G me you can't be me
I make a lot of breezies and make it look easy
My CD cold, my wrist fuckin' freezie
Pay for pussy, no
Eyes but they still can't see me
I'm on your mind like a beanie
Blessed by the son of a Afeni
Through a cassette and a CD
So many wish like a genie
That
he was Piru
Confiscated the CD's at one of your homes
For evidence ever since we heard some of your songs
What about this Pimp guy? He was on one
bonds, Lou flipped the CDs
Niggaz hate to see you on top, they'd rather be you what not
I keep the dessert evil poncot, spot the Vickidees guy quick
While
trey 8 snub
he gave me some bud
I gave him a pound, gave me a hug
love, its love I take it back to the NWA days
Fuck Jay my CD's raise the crime rate in
Oh shit, girl it's from Tory!
Okay!
You have a nice day
Alright
What is it?
It's a note with a CD
So what does the note say?
It says, "You
[studio demo from 1997, recorded during the making of the album ]
[falling into infinity. available on a single cd included with ]
[the japanese
CD's
Or MP3's ya can't hear me with out Mic
Keep out of beef and plenty of fights
When ever brother got a grudge I call Mic
When ever crowd won't
Yuh is a nympho, yuh is a nympho
So mi know a who yuh love fi tek dick in suh
Every hour pon di hour like zip info gal,
Not even cd nuh spin suh
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