Pretty Ricky - Everybody get up

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(Oh Oh Oh Oh) Pretty Ricky And The Mavericks. And Chico Pitbull!
Mia (Yeah)
Mia (Yeah)
We Gone Kill Them In The Club Wit This One, Tear Tha Club Tha Fuck Up (Rah!)
We Gone Kill Them In The Club Wit This One, Tear Tha Club Tha Fuck Up(Rah!)
We Gone Kill Them In The Club Wit This One, Tear Tha Club Tha Fuck Up (Rah!)
We Gone Kill Them In The Club Wit This One, Tear The Club The Fuck Up (Rah!)
Them Boys Ride(Them Boys Ride)
Them Boys Ride(Them Boys Ride)
Them Boys Ride(Them Boys Ride)
Everybody Get Up
Them Boys Ride (Them Boys Ride)
Them Boys Ride (Them Boys Ride)
Them Boys Ride (Them Boys Ride)
Everybody Get Up
Watchu Know About Tha
Baby Blu Be Ya Old Skool Mac
Ask Some Of These Haters In Tha Back
I ma Mack Yall, Stay Back
Spit Fire Like A Loaded Gak
Bim Down Like A Baseball Bat
Drop Bombs Like A Quarter Back

Inne utwory

  • Push it
  • On the rocks
  • Shorty will you be mine
  • Make it like it was
  • Chevy
  • Too young
  • Play house
  • I want you
  • So confused
  • La la la la
  • Your body
  • Stay
  • Leave it all up to you
  • Get you wet
  • Grind with me
  • Love like honey
  • Up and down
  • Lay your body down
  • Nothing but a number

    • Losowe utwory

    Black seared heart

    When I look upon these burialgrounds my heart sighs
    Deep is the dark, so it my heart

    My black seared heart is the way
    from the cold clouds above rains
    Dust of death
    In my mouth, in my breath

    The cold struck urge for pain
    Increases the lust to gain
    Reign of knowledge
    My apcalyptic vision at its very...

    After all

    Night-
    And the world is fast asleep
    I will hold you here and keep
    All our secret dreams and plans

    You-
    Never thought our love could last
    Now you ve put that in the past
    Cause you finally understand

    The highland clearances

    Ah, for the glens are lyin bare,
    And the wee bit farm deserted,
    And the woods of Germany,
    Grows in rows o er the broken hearted.

    Black is the wood on the roofance was braw
    But blacker still is your heart, Victoria,

    California

    I ve got a cottage with a sea view
    I ve got a regular summer tan
    I ve been working up the courage to call you all year, oh
    There is nothing I can say
    There are no good words left anyway
    Besides, people are cruel and the world still moves without you
    Ohhh

    Welcome to my...

    Bitter end

    Since were feeling so anaesthetised
    In our comfort zone
    Reminds me of the second time
    That I followed you home
    We re running out of alibi s
    On the second of may
    Reminds me of the summertime
    On this winters day