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Say you're fond of fancy thing. Diamond clips and emerald rings. And you want your man to come through. Give him the ooh-la-la. . When your car is asked to stop. By a handsome traffic cop
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merger. With the company you're part of. And you do the dirty business. With your latest sleeping partner You're becoming. Automatic. Busy bodies. Out playing with the traffic You want attention
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crying broke. Many many many records broke laws, broke jaws. A few months ago I had to "Pause". During that time, me and my man. was chilling on the corner with a quart in our hands. A beef broke out, at
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crying broke. Many many many records broke laws, broke jaws. A few months ago I had to "Pause". During that time, me and my man. was chilling on the corner with a quart in our hands. A beef broke out, at
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I want all the right words takin' flight from the tip of my tounge, . I want girls comin' over at the push of a button, . I bet it's nice lookin' down from the top of the world, . I wanna feel
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, leaders are lying,. Watching the world melt down. Signal is fading, can't hear what you're saying,. My minutes are running out,. She makes me fell like. She's my pick me up, pick me up. The traffic is
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Say you're fond of fancy thing. Diamond clips and emerald rings. And you want your man to come through. Give him the ooh-la-la. . When your car is asked to stop. By a handsome traffic cop
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deep in inside me. Ruling my mind. . I feel no sound. Don't know where I'm bound. . The scenery is all the same to me. Nothing has changed or faded. I'm a part of it, some part of me. Painted
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deep in inside me. Ruling my mind. . I feel no sound. Don't know where I'm bound. . The scenery is all the same to me. Nothing has changed or faded. I'm a part of it, some part of me. Painted
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those in Peril on the sea. Oh Christ, the Lord of hill and plain,. O'er which our traffic runs amain. By mountain pass or valley low,. Wherever, Lord our brethren go,. Protect them by Thy guarding
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away. Down to the village with a broom stick in his hand. Runnin' here and there all around the square. Sayin' catch me if you can. . He led them down the streets of town. Right to the traffic cop
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Bài hát So Stop The World - Emma Stevens. It’s another Monday morning. and I’ve gotta leave before you wake up. I’m fighting through that traffic half asleep under my makeup. Guess I wasn’t made
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it real from the jump. Living at my mama's house we'd argue every month. Nigga, I was trying to get it on my own. Working all night, traffic on the way home. And my uncle calling me like "Where ya
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room and down on the street. Movin' through the crowd and the midnight heat. The traffic crawls, the sirens scream. You look at the faces, it's just like a dream Nobody knows where you're goin
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good in thick-rimmed glasses before and i feel her gaze on me during sleeping hours. and when i shower they let us play with markers. but i keep trying to draw infinity. and i read the bible to pass
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good in thick-rimmed glasses before and i feel her gaze on me during sleeping hours. and when i shower they let us play with markers. but i keep trying to draw infinity. and i read the bible to pass
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