Lyrics:
been flooded by
Has beens and never will be ringtone rappers
Hmm what's the deal with these ringtones
Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though
Thus
your shake your - your bum bum bum
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
Your bum bum bum
Shake your shake your - your bum bum bum
I gat my-self with
Geek, fag, stupid loser find a rope to hang
I'm not bipolar, see I'm just known by those couple names
I wanna tell my pops but shit, he'll probably
as they let me rub it
And in a week's span, my homey Freak-Man
Sinks into so much pussy we should call him Quik-sand
(Last hoe was done by the true
chrome
Mercury-tipped bullets, melt the dome
It's the 1990's, and crack is
Talkin' to the criminals, ever so subliminal
Some crackhead wants mix-a-lot
time, yo
[Chorus 2X]
[Raekwon]
The year's 1990, everybody grimey
Crack was what's in it, the vehicles was 1-90's
Young shorties be gettin' their bread,
another addict
Who was at it like an asthmatic trapped in an attic
Sucking on an asthma punt
Though you never know by looking at him that's the cunt
#56 The Moon Is Made Of Gold
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Rickie Lee Jones (1990)
Double Bass: Rob Wasserman (song collected in Rob Wasserman's album Duet)
Głośna rakieta bzdur
By temat mogły mieć
Żałosne prostaki
Bum Bum
Rakieta Bum
Woły chcą słyszeć że
Bum Bum
Rakieta Bum
Ludzie to gady złe
Bum Bum
Rakieta
(Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum)
(Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum)
(Bum-bum-bum, ba-dum-bum, bum-bum)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, a-bum-bum-bum, ayy)
She says I'm a bum, she says I'm a rogue
It's my style, my third rate backstreet vogue
She says that I'm fat, I say that she's thin
It's 1987
Omo Fire dey for fire
but water nor get enemy
If na fire make dem fire me
I go get her by any means o
See her water bum bum
Water bum bum
She get
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead vocals by Dennis DeYoung
father
you're a sad old man
your tawdry vest is gray
memories
of a former man
are
of prison and torture would follow
In 1990 Aung San Su Kyi and her democratic party
Won the general election by eighty three per cent
In 1991 she won
[Professor X]
(We have come..)
by way of the stars, by way of the Nile evermore
(We have come..)
speaking the tongue of the pharoahes, descending
(oh yeah)
Gotta give 'em what they want
You betta watch me if I'm running' up (skrr)
I keep 'em comin' like bum bum bum (bum bum)
Trecy gotta big ole'
Intro
If Jah is by my side
I won't tired, no I won't tired
Bum Bum bum
This yah tune yah a bum bum bum
This yah tune yah a bum bum bum
Dis yah tune
bankers we were bosses
We were beggars and bums
Martyrs and millionaires
We were teachers we were preachers
Falling angels and monks
Gamblers
we are cleansed
By the blood of the Lamb.
by Gerrit Gustafson
© 1990 Integrity's Hosanna! Music
Motivated, as I relate it verbal
Dissing a mouse and smacking any gerbel
I bought a Saab, a 1990 Turbo
Shining, fog lights in the front
I'm by myself, no
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
All I want is love that lasts
Is all I want, too much to ask
Is it something wrong with me
1990
Step on the glide when the 9ers call
You ask me why
it?
(Fuck Yeah)
Dirty Jers' New Jerusaluem
(Shaolin)
Naughty by Nature motherfuckers
(Wu-Tang my niggaz)
Grab your hat bitch
(C'mon!)
[Bridge:
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
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