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sheep don't sleep. Like pop pop pop pop. Drop low to the L O. V E gotta get more. So clap your hands, clap clap your hands. I got nothing but love to give. Turn it up. Turned up you don't hear me no
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. They say that if it's right, you know. Each bar plays our song, nothin' has ever felt so wrong. "Oh, my, love is a lie," * my friends say to get me by. It hits different, it hits different this time
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Yeah. Yeah, yeah. I said, I feel invincible (Yoz, what you tellin' me?). They like, "Poppy, what you gettin' to?" (To, to). I pop a Perc', go retarded, wait. Haha, hahaha. Yeah (Ahaha), yeah, yeah
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Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang. Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang Ting a ling a ling. I hook it on up. Get on down. Now do your stuff. Come on Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang. Pop that
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Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang. Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang Ting a ling a ling. I hook it on up. Get on down. Now do your stuff. Come on Pop that thang. Bang, bang, bang. Pop that
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Song Football - Iggy Pop. I'm a football baby,. Rollin' round the field. I've been passed and fumbled,. Till I don't know what I feel. Everybody's the same,. They're all footballs too. Setting up the
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Song Howl - Iggy Pop. *** it, I feel like howling. Got nowhere to turn. They'll kill you for your spirit. This is what you learn. The music of tomorrow. Is what you feel today. The owners of the
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mothae. Nalli na nalli na naneun wollae. Eodil bwa yeogil bwa neoreul wonhae. Neol guwonhae julge hurry. Step back she toxic. Cock back and pop it. Chonge majeun gaseum kwang ttwine. Brat tat tat can't
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tiSoda Pop. arBritney. alBaby One More Time. Ooh-Ooh. Ah,here we go now,oh. Like a great boy,all my other women are insoles. We're thinkin' 'bout the great expedition as popped we chose. So here we
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(Don't stop, pop that, don't stop). (Pop that pop that pop that). Drop that pussy bitch. What ya twerkin' wit'?. I'm young Papi,. Champagne they know the face, and they know the name. Drop that
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(Don't stop, pop that, don't stop). (Pop that pop that pop that). Drop that pussy bitch. What ya twerkin' wit'?. I'm young Papi,. Champagne they know the face, and they know the name. Drop that
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Sweet thing, I watch you. Burn so fast it scares me. Mind games don't leave me. Come so far, don't lose me. It matters where you are As the sun hits, she'll be waiting. With the coffins under
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entertainment presents. It's Ludacris's Greatest hits done by "Random white people". . (in a shakey voice) Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. . Come on (what is it?) oh give it to me now, give it to me now,. Give it
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beaches of holiday time. Suddenly someone has pulled out a gun. His shout for attention had everyone stunned. Hands on our heads, there's a new kind of fear. We're over a barrel with the hits of the
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Yes I'm gonna be a pop star. Yes I'm gonna be a pop star, now. Yes I'm goin' to be a pop star. Oh mama, mama see me. Mama, mama see me I'm a pop star Oh, yes, I'm goin' on the TV now, now. Yes
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, round. Wish you luck, but you're not bringing us down. We go hard 'til we get it, get it. We go hard, we so in it, in it. We pop stars (pop stars). Only winning, winning now. Ain't nobody bringing us
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Bài hát Uh-ee - Crayon Pop. Eojjaegeona han beonppunin naui insaeng. Mworago ganseophaji mara. Han beon jukji du beon juknya nae meosdaero. Galttaekkaji gabojago. Eonjebuteo naega iri yakhae
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off. Blue is bashful. Green is my goal. Yellow girls are running backwards. Until the nextime. With six hits of sunshine. The lights will blind up with blues in haiku. The shadow has a dream
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Song Savior - Iggy Pop. If The saviour came again today,. Would you like him or turn him away,. Would he have a girlfriend with a thong,. Or a boy group singing dumbass songs. Would he be a rapper
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Song Weasels - Iggy Pop. Weasels, weasels are runnin' me to death. I checked my gas there ain't much left. Still I will take a parting shot. Before I leave myself to rot. Barbaric motherfucking
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Song Sterility - Iggy Pop. Robot doll is singing * . Can't believe I'm watching it . Only misfits can escape . Stick 'em with the * stake . This is sterility, an emptiness like a dead tree
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Song Vulture - Iggy Pop. Fat, black vulture. White head hung low. Chewin' dead meat. By the side of the road. His evil breath. Smells just like death. He takes no chances. He knows the dances
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Song Mask - Iggy Pop. You're wearing a mask. You're wearing a mask. You're wearing a mask. You look better that way. You're wearing a mask. You're wearing a mask. You're wearing a mask. You look
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Three hits to the heart son. And its poetry in motion. One could send you down the river. Threes a strange way to be delivered. . Would you trade your words for freedom. That's a barter for a
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