Lyrics:
weren't used to how fast we touched (fast we touched)
Then we locked eyes, and I knew I was in there
And I was gon' tear ya ass up (tear ya ass up)
I
barrio regresan ya
Momento, hoy escucha, para oreja, ponte trucha,
acordeones y tambores ya hacen falta los olores y sabores de la cumbia y la polka
Ven ya no te detengas
Ven no cierres la puerta
Alguien que pasaba me miró
Alguien que tocó mi corazón
Y llegó el amor
Ven ya no te detengas
Ven si
don't be fuckin' around
Ya gotta be a clique thick before the sun goes down
You could get yo' life took
Smart mouth, dirty looks
By the product
Woo-woo!
It's a hot one right here, oh man
What ya gonna' do on this one
Let me tell ya man, ain't nothin' you can do to stop us
Nothin' ya can
Ya ain't gonna get no love tonight
You're getting what ya given but you ain't got it right
I don't like your attitude ooh ooh ooh
You call the shots
Baby you know it's true I'll never be too uptight
To wrap you in my love to just satisfy ya
Didn't your mama tell ya?
Didn't your papa tell ya
To get
get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about
Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
I, I, I, I, I like to watch
I like the way you bounce bounce
I like to watch
Ya ya groove 'n' move it
I like to watch
Shake it if you've got it,
Just because, just because, just because
Because, because, because, because
Just because
I don't want to come home wit ya tonight
Don't mean
Ruk Ja O Dil Deewane
Poochhoon To Main Zara
Ladki Hai Ya Hai Jaadu
Khushboo Hai Ya Nasha
Ruk Ja O Dil Deewane
Poochhoon To Main Zara
Se me perdió la cartera
Ya no tengo más dinero
Ya no tengo más dinero
Se me perdió la cartera
Voy a ver a una santera
O a buscar un buen brujero
A veces pienso que ya no me haces efecto
Y digo: "En la calle te buscaré
En la calle te encontraré"
No, no, no, no, no
A veces me imagino tu
la casa solamente algo decir (bis)
Llego tu marido hija, llegó tu marido
Y ella ya se pone contenta y sale y me abraza
Llego tu marido nena, tu
[Featuring Lord Finesse, Lord Jamar]
And ya don't stop! (3X)
"This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E.
world
Man I can't wait to see my southern girl
[Lil' 1/2 Dead Chorus]
Southern Girl
I want to rub ya, kiss ya, squeeze ya, hug ya
You really got it
and
Soldierettes}
This Fiend the excited private nigga act like ya know me
Here to represent on Mia X Ms. Mama Drama Shit {Mama Drama Nigga}
Here we have
Well well well well well well
Hey yeah ay ya ya
You better know now or know how
We so foul and profound
Blowouts, CD's sold out, the illest no
the 'dro
Tai Bo, bust ya fo'-fo', let ya hair down, ho
Ya gotta get a little sick
Let niggaz try to play you like a step-child and click
Fuck the dumb
none
My rhymes the bloody ones, assassinated ya sons
No time to reconsider before you commit a murder dead
Soon as I hit, I seen the blood squirt out 'er
An Wind na song douni
An wind na song douni
Douni ya woto, douni ya woto (x2)
Quand il me voyait avec mon djembé
il me traitait d’idiot et de raté
deseos de amar
(Ah ah ah ah, y con deseos de amar)
¿Será que ya es primavera?
(Caliente, caliente) , no sé
¿Será que ya no me besas?
(Caliente, caliente)
like it? So yo won't'cha just come
Closer so you can see who's playin' that funky sound
That's goin' down and ya sayin' that
Jimmy Z is the one you
arrested codes
For a dead bitch - ya give some good head
Ya must be on yo period - 'cause my dick is bloody red
I left it in you
I see you face - ya
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