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, honey. Pet you nice with my velvet glove You dial my number so let me take the lead. I'm the man, understand. With the smooth slight of hand. And all the magic you need T-t-trick bag, sit back and
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Red five diamonds in my bag. If you wanna see it, dance to a beat like that. My mama saw it and 'Oh my god dang'. Ok I'll show you what's in my bag. Red five diamonds in my bag. If you wanna see it
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Money bag, money bag, money bag, money bag. Hyper gang make em shawty clap. Gill sưu tầm thêm một body bag. Money bag, money bag, money bag, money bag. Pussy boy with a funny rap. Fold hay là call
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Yeah, yeah yeah yeah (ohh, yeah). We The Best Music! (major). Bag alert, bag alert, bag alert. Another one!. Bag, bag, bag, bag, yeah. DJ Khaled!. Plain Patek, plain Jane, fill it with ice (ice
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tiBag It Up. arOasis. alDig Out Your Soul. Oasis - Bag It Up. Gold and silver and sunshine is rising up. Pour yourself another cup of Lady Grey. Take my hand in the meantime, when you've had enough
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tiBag It Up. arOasis. alDig Out Your Soul. Oasis - Bag It Up. Gold and silver and sunshine is rising up. Pour yourself another cup of Lady Grey. Take my hand in the meantime, when you've had enough
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Bag lady you gone hurt your back. Dragging all them bags like that. I guess nobody ever told you. All you must hold onto. Is you, is you, is you. . One day all them bags gone get in your way
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Bag lady you gone hurt your back. Dragging all them bags like that. I guess nobody ever told you. All you must hold onto. Is you, is you, is you. . One day all them bags gone get in your way
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Bag lady you gone hurt your back. Dragging all them bags like that. I guess nobody ever told you. All you must hold onto, is you, is you, is you One day all them bags gon' get in your way. One
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i’m taking all the shots now (shots). if they try to bring me down they getting boxed out (boxed out). thought u had it all together u look lost now. it’s time to get in my bag. run up a check, pick up
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Bài hát Goodie Bag - Jesse McCartney. Lookin' round the room. Same people, different place. 'Bout to make a move. But then I see your face. Shining like a jewel. So rare, so fine. The kind of
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, but it was just a paper bag Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills. 'cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up. I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold. Hunger hurts
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Old Mr. Kringle is soon gonna jingle. The bells that'll tingle all your troubles away. Everybody's waiting for the man with the bag. 'Cause Christmas is coming again He's got a sleigh full, it's
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Come here sister, Papa's in the swing. He ain't too hip, about that new breed babe. He ain't no drag. Papa's got a brand new bag Come here mama, and dig this crazy scene. He's not too fancy, but
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Come here sister, Papa's in the swing. He ain't too hip, about that new breed babe. He ain't no drag. Papa's got a brand new bag Come here mama, and dig this crazy scene. He's not too fancy, but
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Hey I was walking my bag. Through a 20 storey non stop snow storm. Pirrelli calender girls wrestling in body lotion. My head's swimming with poetry and prose. Excuse me one moment whilst I powder
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I got a bag of my own. . Now, baby. Stop all that gabbing. We don't need. No backstabbing. . Come take. Take care of all of mine. My good stuff. . You know I'm grown. I've got a bag of my
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. . I say I saw you kissing Jimmy across the fence,. . I heard you telling Jimmy I ain't got no sense. . The way you've been acting is such a drag;. . You done put me in a trick-bag. When I come
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Old mr. Kringle is soon gonna jingle. The bells that'll tingle all your troubles away. Everybody's waiting for the man with the bag. 'cause christmas is coming again. . He's got a sleigh full
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bag That holds all that old dirt. Remember that time we found your mom's Valium and took it?. . Don't hate me, don't regret me, don't ever forget me. Wherever you go, whatever you do, don't say I
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the strobe lights. The lifеline of a promise in a shot glass and I'll take that. If you're givin' out love from a plastic bag. Saturday night is givin' me a reason to rely on the strobe lights. The
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like that yo We spit rap and fire brown paper bag. Gat rap go whack and float acrooss the map. Floss that anything yell endorse that. Electric company money honey gin romie Wrap 'em like a mummy his
