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T.I. - Go Get It Lyrics and Video

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Gotta grind won’t stop
Hustle won’t quit
Shine like no other, I be on some other shit
I got a high bright lifestyle super bad bitch
If I want it, then I got it
If I don’t then all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay about my bindess
Ball till I fall, floss it till I get it
If I don’t then all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay about my bindess
A living get to stacking million to the ceiling

Eveyday I ball brown, all I wanna do is ball
Put my money over bitches, put my hustler over all
Louie … Luis Vuitton kicks,
Got a … how to swagger, bitch you stupid dumb sit
With a group of young bitches and they stupid dumb dick
I’m the marathon man, all I do is run shit
A sophisticated kind of it, superficial, still efficient
Multimillion knowledge shit
Money … hot shit, bitch I got a sauna on my arm
See bigger with no diamond…
They just talk about they got it,
I’m the upper echelon
Bitch I‘m bout that … we going we could come
I have done more than you dream bout,
… dream house, on lean passing the beans out
With a bad crew, the whole team high
Go on boy, get … well you know me, you know I be
Stacking that dough, that’s all I see
I g.o.g.e.t.i.t.

Gotta grind won’t stop
Hustle won’t quit
Shine like no other, I be on some other shit
I got a high bright lifestyle super bad bitch
If I want it, then I got it
If I don’t then all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay about my bindess
Ball till I fall, floss it till I get it
If I don’t then all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay about my bindess
A living get to stacking million to the ceiling

I live life for the late night
This shit rang when I take flight
I get paid, no sick days
My outfit’s so switch blade
Don’t sniff jay, but I blow drunk
Bank roll on loco
Still ride with that 44
Don’t let my po know
Bad white bitch super thick
I’m ice tea, she coco
She got another bitch, jump other bitch
Her ass fat, …no paper trip, no phone call
No emails, no photos
Jump back on shot, with that fat butt…
Purple label polo…that’s what I do
Man I strive and roll my denim…
And this girl get back around…
We kick it how we kick it
Know you …how I’m living
Boy you know me, you know I be
Stacking that dough that’s all I see
I g.o.g.e.t.i.t.

Gotta grind won’t stop
Hustle won’t quit
Shine like no other, I be on some other shit
I got a high bright lifestyle super bad bitch
If I want it, then I got it
If I don’t then all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay about my bindess
Ball till I fall, floss it till I get it
If I don’t then all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay about my bindess
A living get to stacking million to the ceiling.

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T.I. - Go Get It



Freddie Gibbs - Shame Lyrics and Video (Ft. BJ the Chicago Kid)

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(Freddie Gibbs:)
Time to shut it on down baby, you know what I’m sayin’?
You sure you want to do this shit tonight because it might hurt baby, you know what I’m sayin’?
Might hurt you when I get up in the morning and leave, take that walk you know what I mean?

(Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs)
Slammin’
When I hit you up I’m talking about bangin’ something
Chill off in your crib and ?, probably make it stank or something
Girl you like my bottom bitch, post my bail, pay for my lawyer
Play your position when them other hoes get out of order
When you wanna give me that pussy? You purchase a plane ticket
Run around town, when I bust her down they want shit like them lames did it
Got her dick whipped, my dick smeared with lipstick
Basically if this bitch lay with me she payin’ me, I’m on some pimp shit
For real!
This 2:00 A.M. club was bout’ to close up
Thumbing through my contacts bout’ to call one of my hoes up
Then I met you, kicked game and followed you to the breakfast spot
Fucked you like I married you that night up in the Marriot
Str8 like you got your cherry popped
Fucking, switching up positions
Thought this shit would never stop
Motherfuck an intermission
Damn!

(BJ the Chicago Kid:)
It ain’t got to be the walk of shame, baby
But that’s only if you know the game, baby
Lately I can’t be the one to blame, baby
But for now take the walk of shame, baby

(Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs)
Str8 Slammin’
Sleepin’ with pistols under my pillow
We wake & bake, she up naked twistin’ up cigarillos
I beat that Thursday night and Friday morning, off to work she go
Time to take that walk, just take this dick, don’t take it personal
Your friends probably gonna call you a ho, but you should have known
Them bitches want a grip from the same dick you be sitting on
And your girl Monique, she be hitting me when her nigga gone
Trying to buy some weed she proceed with nothing but Vicky’s on
Nothing but ass and titties
But I let that ass convince me
Took it in that, hit that, wish I could say it was accidentally
Like I stepped on a banana peel and fell in that pussy
Y’all niggas be spending all kind of scrill to get in that pussy
And she cop the seven every Friday, chuck the deuces
“That a baby daddy” as I pull up out the drive-way

(BJ the Chicago Kid:)
It ain’t got to be the walk of shame, baby
But that’s only if you know the game, baby
Lately I can’t be the one to blame, baby
But for now take the walk of shame, baby

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Florrie - Shot You Down Lyrics and Video

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I shot him down down down down down down down down
(repeat x 10)

I pulled the trigger on our love
Keep messing me around
Got my finger on the gun
Bang bang I shot you down
(repeat x 6)

Left right
(repeat x 4)

I think about it everyday
I shouldn’t have hurt you that way
But It’s a little to say
That I can erase your heartache

Thinking about it
Thinking about it
Thinking about it
Oooooh baby
(repeat x 4)

I pulled the trigger on our love
Keep messing me around
Got my finger on the gun
Bang bang I shot you down
(repeat x 5)

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The Offspring - Slim Pickens Does The Right Thing And Rides The Bomb To Hell Lyrics and Video

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Take me for a ride
I’m the one you pushed aside
But it’s coming back to you
Yeah it’s coming back to you -hey!

Run to the sound
Take it back and double down
‘Cause it’s coming back to you
Yeah it’s coming back to you

Well

Ah-ah-ah Well we’re pouring gasoline
So dance around the fire that we once believed in

Ah-ah-ah It’ll never be the same, now
‘Cause there’s nothing left for us to be
Give it up the champions of greed
So come around and have another round on me

Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn -hey!

Snake’s in the grass while you are living in the past
Say what’re you gonna do?
Yeah what’re you gonna do? -hey!

Earn never leran
When you’re cheering while it burns
Yeah we’re coming after you
Yeah we’re coming after you -hey!

Slim Pickens well he does the right thing
And he rides the bomb to hell
Yeah he rides the bomb to hell

Watch the pulse, it quickens after every little sting
If you’re gonna go to hell
Drinking up you might as well

Are you really gonna take it like that?
Riding on a missle with a cowboy hat, and

Ah-ah-ah Well the world is gonna end
So dance around the fire that we once believed in

Ah-ah-ah Wanna tear it down again, now
‘Cause there’s nothing left for us to be
Give it up the sons of anarchy
So come around and have another round on me

Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn! -hey!

Are you really gonna take it like that?
Riding on the missle with the baseball bat, and

Ah-ah-ah Well We’re pouring gasoline
So dance around the fire that we once believed in

Ah-ah-ah It’ll never be the same
The takers and the liers that we all believed in

Ah-ah-ah Well we’re going down in flames
So dance around the fire
We dance around the fire

‘Cause it’s never left for us to be
Give it up the champions of grief
So come around and have another round on me

Hey! -hey!

Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn! -hey!

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Pitbull - Get It Started Lyrics and Video (Ft. Shakira)

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[Pitbull:]
To all these rappers I apologize
I know it ain’t fair,
the only ball I drop
New Years, Times Square
The world is mine
sixth sense
I see seven signs
now baby, let’s get started for life

[SHAKIRA, Chorus:]
Everytime I look into your eyes (Mr Worldwide)
I feel like I could stare in them for a lifetime
we can get started for life (tonight)
for life (tonight) for life
we can get started for life (tonight)
for life (tonight) for life
we can get started

You know it feels right

[Pitbull:]
Big news, Pitbull
Tom Cruise, Mumbai
all lit up like a December night,
like the 4th of July, Vanilla Sky
Thrilla in Manilla
Knockin em out like Pacquiao
New Ali, new Frazier
but for now it’s off to Malaysia
Two passports, three cities, two countries, one day
Now that’s worldwide
if you think it’s a game let’s play
Dale

[SHAKIRA, Chorus:]
Everytime I look into your eyes (Mr Worldwide)
I feel like I could stare in them for a lifetime
we can get started for life (tonight)
for life (tonight) for life
we can get started for life (tonight)
for life (tonight) for life
we can get started

You know it feels right

I am what they thought I’d never become,
I believed and became it
now I’m here to claim it
I hustle anything, you name it
I went from evictions to food stamps,
to back in work what dawn..
to a passport, flooded with stamps
now slowly, everywhere I land
Two passports, three cities, two countries, one day
Now that’s worldwide
if you think it’s a game let’s play
Dale

Cause if it feels right
we shouldn’t waste any more time
let’s get it started, don’t think about it
you know I’m gonna make alright, alright
Cause if it feels right
you know I’ve made up my mind
let’s get it started, don’t think about it
I know that we can make it alright alright

[Chorus:]

Don’t start what you can’t finish
you know it feels right
let’s go!

you know it feels right

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Kid Ink - Down 4 Lyrics and Video

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Uhh speakers up, loud weed
Rollin in the back seat
Smokin on that loud seed
The clouds in my back seat
I just want that
I just want that
Money like an athlete
Say that Im the realest nigga
Here if you ask me

Uhh, yea Im on fire
Come and ash me
Just crept in feelin
Greater than your gatsby
You aint gotta
You aint gotta, gas me
High out the galaxy

No gravity

But I can feel her grabbin me
Shawtty wanna little bit
Yeaa uhh take her home
Homicide
Kill that shit temperpidic
I spill that shit still baby
You can feel that shit
Drippin down your legs
Im about to go in I hope you
Ready for it

Uhhhh it aint hard to tell
I gotta question for you
I aint really in to guessing
So just tell me
What you down for
Tell me what you down for
Tell me what you down for
Tell me what you down for
This aint nothin new

Baby you should come around more
We could have a good time
Thats what she around for
Tell me what you down for
Tell me what you down for
Tell me what you down
Fooooorrrr, yeaaaahhh
We can get into it

Tell’er I said turn the speakers up
Now we dont give a fuck
Blunt lit one hit go me on some good shit
Bat tat tat batgang what it is bitch
Four B’s up you can tellem big business

But I can feel her grabbin me
Shawtty wanna little bit
Yeaa uhh take her home
Homicide
Kill that shit temperpidic
I spill that shit still baby
You can feel that shit
Drippin down your legs
Im about to go in I hope you
Ready for it

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Crooked I - Power Circle (Freestyle) Lyrics and Video

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[Intro]
I’m thinking about bringing hiphop weekly back nigga
I got bars, lets go
Slaughter, slaughter…
Ya’ll know who the power circle is, man
Muthafucking Joe Budden, Royce Da 5’9″, Joell Ortiz, Crooked I
Slaughterhouse, the muthafucking Shady Records Power Circle
Bitch!

Slaughterhouse, niggas C.O.B
Our circle, the power circle, the G-O-D’s
Got a hustle that’s ’bout as grand as B.o.B’s
Ya don’t think so? Negro por favor
I’m so fly like I’ve never seen a floor before
You’re fucking with a solider like putting a in war
God of the west, I’m going door to door
Handing out pamplets and them beliivers growing more and more
You don’t think my flow is nothing nice
Middle finger from your birth certificate to your death certificate, fuck ya life
And fuck a hoe, I only cuff a mic
With my chest out, like augmentation like when your wife come from under knife
I’m a bastard, it’s my dad’s fault
Me and my enemies face off like Nicholas Cage, Travolta and bath salt
357 Black Hawk, better take your facial mask off
You shoulda backed off, now your back is on asphalt
Back to the rap talk, this lyrics shit we regulate
We drop my life to celebrate,
Coming courtesy of Shady, the heavy weight
Then I’mma drop a Crooked album to set the record straight
Set the record straight
Fuck niggas, let em hate
The power circle nigga

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R. Kelly - Lady Sunday Lyrics and Video

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La da da da da, la la
Oh yeah, yeah

Where there’s no sun, there is that girl
She is the one, that spins my world
When I am down, she makes it better
When there are clouds, she change the weather
Not wishing well, oh my peace and my glory
As a fairytale, then she is my story
When I feel drained, her love is like a fountain
And when I’m weak, she cam move mountains

[Chorus]
I never felt a love, no, this way
I never felt a kiss no, this way
I never felt joy, this way
Till my lady Sunday, came

Oh I am her crown and he is my sky
If life is a rope, then she is my ride
When I’m in pain, she’s my good feeling
When I am sick she brings me healing
Whenever I call, she is right there
And when I fall, she says a prayer
When it comes to making love to me she knows how to do it
And … to sing, this is music

[Chorus]
I never felt a love, no, this way
I never felt a kiss no, this way
I never felt joy, this way
Till my lady Sunday, came

La da da da, miss got me, miss righteous, …
Take my hand and be my missus future
Cause your loving makes the groove much better
As long as we got music, as we got music
As long as we got music, we’ll dance forever

[Chorus] X 2
I never felt a love, no, this way
I never felt a kiss no, this way
I never felt joy, this way
Till my lady Sunday, came.

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Iggy Azalea - M.D.M. (Million Dollar Misfits) Lyrics and Video (Ft. T.I. & B.o.B)

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Yeah we finally on, tell the world we on
Yeah we finally on, tell the world we on
tell the world we on, tell the world we on

Dash dash that I re-up foe x 3
who we sent get real
tell the world we on

Like the blissing ain’t tip to me the investment
is hustle game till I’m risking
plus rounding round and I’m flexin
hundred racks for show runnin
broke got blow honey no money
what you’re talking bout nothing nothing
GDOD get no more..dude
Got the..and Maserati coops
to all my ** as pretty and got a body too
tell em broke that dough in the air
and go catch in out of you

Chorus:
I said we kitch bitch million dollar misfits,
million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits,
we kitsch bitch, million dollar misfits,
million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits,
finally on (dash dash that I re-up foe),
the world we on
yeah we finally on(dash dash that I re-up foe),
(dash dash that I re-up foe),
the world we on (dash dash that I re-up foe,
who we sent get real)

I said I said I said I happen the..
then I flow up the..
I take my city every way I go
in that A hat salute
you see is hustle gang bang bang bang
we too hard to can bang
ain’t no..beat that murder can’t bang
see I role up the..burn it up that’s with..
where we land on the blow we hide it in in your city
your warming know when we coming she gonna poppin in minute
she popin nails, poppin pillies
my cope Porsche papa willin

[Chorus:]

okay shining all I know, and balling all I do
get the million when the spring and summer fall I do
falling through, you saw my crew this
we red cope it ready, you say you are as who
they fresh like we woke up on the run way
damn, body bangin like gun play
red bottles no hot top won’t seek grops
no hun day I’m dump paid
couldn’t’t get free stacks at the..
they ask em what I want, I ask em what you got
everything private plane multi million dollar yeah
got that on my hand dimension
on my way to cover..suicidal ..
get money by the..

[Chorus:]
Tell the world we on

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Shane Dawson - The Vacation Song Lyrics and Video

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Don’t ignore my call
Cuz I got a lot to say
Gonna tell you what went wrong
Why I had to run away

‘Cuz youre in my face
Always on my case
I just need some space
Away from you

I need a Vacation cation cation!
Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!
There’s nothing you can do
Does it matter where I go
Just as long as it’s away from you

No more stupid fights
No more searching through my phone
Feels like paradise
When I think about beein’ alone

‘Cuz youre in my face
Always on my case
I just need some space
Away from you

I need a Vacation cation cation!
Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!
There’s nothing you can do
Does it matter where I go
Just as long as it’s away from you
I need a Vacation cation cation!
Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!
There’s nothing you can do
Does it matter where I go
Just as long as it’s away from you

I need a Vacation cation cation!
Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!
There’s nothing you can do
Does it matter where I go
Just as long as it’s away from you

WOAHHOO!!!
I just wanna let you know that
WOAHHOO!!!
I don’t need you anymore and
WOAHHOO!!!
now it is my turn to take control

I need a Vacation cation cation!
Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!
There’s nothing you can do
Does it matter where I go
Just as long as it’s away from you

I need a Vacation cation cation!
Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!
There’s nothing you can do
Does it matter where I go
Just as long as it’s away from you

Does it matter where I go
Just as long as it’s away from you

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P.O.D. - Murdered Love Lyrics and Video

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The death sentence, capital punishment
Give o blood-shed, convict the innocent
Eradicate the witness

Lynch the first, slaughter the last

Exterminate the absolute
Stain the just in the blood bath
Waste the pure, butcher the divine
Annihilate the sunrise

And he was numbered with the transgressors
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered LOVE

The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered Love

Eliminate the infinite
Snuff the light and finish the truth
Kill the immaculate
Condemn beautiful virtue
Assassination of individual redemption
Obliteration of this undeniable one

And he was numbered with the transgressors
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered LOVE

The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered Love

The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered LOVE

The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered Love

Remember me when you step into your glory
Don’t forget me when you step into your glory
Remember me when you step into your glory
Don’t forget me when you steṗ into your glory

YOUR GLORY!
The day that they murdered

The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered LOVE

The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered Love

The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered
The day that they murdered LOVE

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Big K.R.I.T. - Me & My Old School (Remix) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Slim Thug & Lil Keke)

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[Hook]
Ride, ride, ride clean
If you, if you ride old, ride slow
Candy, candy paint, slamming these doors
If you ride old, ride slow, ride old, ride slow
Ride old, ride slow, slamming, slamming these doors

[Verse 1]
I remember way back in the day
All I wanted was a candy car with hella flakes
Crushing hoes, slamming doors while the chassis shake
From the sub, work the juice, bitch I want the bass
Can’t be turning on a dime cuz the rims scrape
Kill switches for them jackers outchea tryna take
That’s my prized possession in recession kept me straight
Clear my mind then recline on the runway, from Monday to Sunday
Just me and my old school [repeat]

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I got the old school right on his toes and slamming doors
Talking wood grain, mink on the flows and riding foes
Chopping low, tip by slow, that’s how I go
Still a Texas boy sitting on foes and breaking hoes
The seats so sandy fine, all cash, fresh candy, homie branded wine
Hold it down, h town know to flip, feeling hood looking good
With them boys out the sip, just let it dip
Convertible, the burgundy red, it’s peeled off
I’m more glass when I’m showing my ass for dirty south
Don key, still og, just like the smoke fool
Riding 3 deep me and Krit, plus the old school
Just me and my old school [repeat]

[Hook]

[Verse3]
I used to roll in my old school, listenin to slow grooves
Head leaning back, had me feeling like a mac
7 mills … black, I used to think I was Goldy
I see you shining balls on, that’s what my og’s told me
And my old school so cool, roll like a new school
Escalate more to come got it riding like a soldier
Late nights blowing dojo, reminiscing bout the past
And how that I got everything I wish I used to could have
Just me and my old school [repeat]

[Hook]

[Outro]
See it ain’t just a car, it ain’t just a whip
It’s a time machine, it’s a spaceship, it’s precious
You gotta take your time, you can’t be rubbing on them curves
And hitting them potholes
You gotta ride clean and ride slow
Me and my old school

[Hook]

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M.I.A. - Bad Girls (Switch Remix) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Missy Elliott & Rye Rye)

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Bad girls do it well
Bad girls do it well
Bad girls do it well
if that die bad girls do it well

Missy Eliot
Okay okay let’s call me Missy Miss bad bitch
no one mad like the average
don’t you ever try to comfort me
she get smashes like can’t say em the cheese
seeing the..manner less
MIA can’t handle this
we on..and get mistake
get the crowd like popped up like asses
money in my pocket and I’m bout sayin like idrolic
and the BB so retarded makes me kicking like karate
oh got that flow make that fix wanna get down low, get down low
..I got them flows ain’t you worry foe
gravity gravity dj’s play the hit
classic hoe epic ness me and Mia do the

2 x Chorus:
My chain hits my chest
When I’m bangin’ bangin when I’m bangin
My chain hits my chest
When I’m bangin’ on the radio

Hands up, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang
Hands up, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang

This bitches the wookies,wookies
I’m so..wanna cook me, cook me took cook me
cookie cookies
I get what I want
I’m a bad girl, I’m a bad girl
I’m a bad girl and I get what I want
no ask of control
you bout to get pump, you bout to get pump pump pump
..I’ll be sayin what I ..
’cause we so..and they so bad
girls in the bed tell the bitch can’t glad
bad girls fire
good girls pockey on my bad girl stay
why you act bitches talking

Hands up, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang
Hands up, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang

Face it, let’s face it
if you paper than I chase it
your magazine I race it
if you gonna drink I press it
you’re a hot..we can get that thing
I’m a big bossy
I got it I got it, I got it with my bully
to really push my button now, damn it push my button now
I got it I got it, I got it with my bully
to really push my button now, damn it push my button now

Me and nigga chase it
story and face it
the future will throw it and I ain’t hear go..
..intelligence prison got ..
I’m a bad bitch and I’m a big bodyy

My chain hits my chest
When I’m bangin’ bangin when I’m bangin
My chain hits my chest
When I’m bangin’ on the radio

Bad girls do it well
Bad girls do it well
Bad girls do it well
If I die I’m..

2 x
Bangin’ bangin’ when I’m bangin’ bangin’ bangin’ bangin bangin bangin bangin bangin
when I’m bangin the chain hits my chest

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M.I.A. - Bad Girls (Switch Remix)

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I feel so close to you right now
It’s a force-field
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal
Your love bows down, I mean surround me like a waterfall
And there’s no stopping us right now
I feel so close to you right now

(Dance beat plays)
I feel so close to you right now
It’s a force-field
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal
Your love bows down, I mean surround me like a waterfall
And there’s no stopping us right now
I feel so close to you right now

(Dance beat plays)

And there’s no stopping us right now
And there’s no stopping us right now
And there’s no stopping us right now
I feel so close to you right now…

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Nelly Furtado - Feel So Close (Calvin Harris Cover)

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