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What's wrong?. Hollil deusi nan neoreul jageukae (Pop, pop, pop). Watch out, seollen deusi. Ne bupun mami teojil deuthae (Pop, pop, pop). (Let's start) nae mamdaero play it. (Won't stop) geochimeopsi
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Pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, pop dat. Pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, don't stop. Pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, pop dat. Pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, pop dat. Pop dat, pop dat, pop dat, don't
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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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The art of keeping up disappearances. This is the art, the art of keeping up disappearances Verse. Erase the conclusion. Erase the conclusion. But never meant to clear up. Any of the confusion
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take us up, take us up, take us up), Jump on my pop rocket,. It's about to blow,. Going straight to the stars,. A-Away we go!. Gonna dance all night,. With the world below,. Ooh o-oh, ooh o-oh, ooh
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Bài hát Candy Pop - TWICE. (ROMAJI). Hey sweetie sweetie. Sweetie sweetie (Hey! Ha!). Sore na!. Taikutsuna Everyday. Dakedo. Totsuzen kiminokoe. Tomatteta sekai ga ugokidashita. Sabishī jikan wa mō
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me so hard. Because you'rea star. You dress like a devil. And they label it art. They got you on tape. So you can't escape. Baby this is pop from hell. You're in too deep. Your life will make
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Art-hounds look like nothing. . So Art-hounds write something . And those that do are judged by those . Who tried and found they couldn't do. . Art-hounds see the Greek ideal . And gaze on
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Chorus. Let me see that pussy ringin'. Pop pop pop pop. Let me see that pussy ringin'. Pop pop pop pop. Let me see that pussy ringin'. Raw, aw aw aw aw aw. Let me see that pussy ringin'. Pop, pop pop
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Bubble Pop! Bubble Pop! . . Cheombuteo ttokgatji nal bakkuryeo haji ma. Animyeon charari dareun saram manna. (U uuu neo) tudeoldaeji ma. (U uuu neo) . Bamneutge nagaseo nolmyeon jom eottae
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Pop pop pop pop Your crisis is my alarm. Why I'm like shh stay calm. You fight * I ride upon. My knife been drawn. 3-6-5 light of dawn. Lit up rock you live under. Ass backwards muthafucka
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Chorus. This is slut pop, whip your dick out. Turn your bitch out, out, out, out-out-out-out. This is slut pop, get your tits out. Do it right now, now, now, now-now-now-now. This is slut pop, whip
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Hey, baby girl, whats your name? Who you with?. Do you wanna get down with this pimpin' lil' chick?. Pop that thang, girl, pop, pop, pop, pop that thang, girl Hey, baby girl, whats your name? Who
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Oh Lord my God when I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. Now I see the stars and I hear the rolling thunder. Thy art throughout the universe displayed Then sings my
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Oh Lord my God when I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. Now I see the stars and I hear the rolling thunder. Thy art throughout the universe displayed Then sings my
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Oh Lord, my God when I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder. Thy art throughout the universe displayed Then sings my soul my
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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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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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Song Art of Fallin' - Mack Wilds. My first question to you is what is love?. What is love? What is love?. Love is the light to your dark days. Love is life to your dream. It's usually a strong
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come. With shout of acclamation. To take me home. What joy shall fill my heart. Then I shall bow in humble adoration. And there proclaim my God how great thou art. Then sings my soul my savior God
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I'll never write my memoirs,. There's nothing in my book,. The only way you see me an art groupie,. I'm hooked. . Some people like to be used,. I've been used and amused,. But that's the way I
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Savior God, to Thee. How great Thou art, how great Thou art. Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee. How great Thou art, how great Thou art!. Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee. How great Thou
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