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. Boomshakalaka, boomshakalaka. Drop Sebastián Yatra, Camilo. Oh, yes. Uh, yes. Uh, yes. Verso 3 Emilia, Sebastian Yatra. Ven baila con Boomshakalaka (Hey, Emilia). Con esa miradita que no mata a nadie. Empiezo por
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jika kau kembali. Sehingga nafas terakhir kucurah embun cinta. Bersama suka duka. Setia kepadamu Emilia. . Maksud kau daku menerima. Hakikat kau tiada. Salah sangka melebur cinta kita. Yang dulu
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Last stop on the westcoast line. South of the northern border. One small corner on my mind. Everybody, they know me there. Don't get any second glances. Chances are that they don't care. The
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maybe, maybe you could be my baby. Read more EMILIA - MAYBE, BABY LYRICS
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Bài hát No Judgement Day - Gary Allan. Willie Johnson was locking up his store Monday night. And someone snuck in and they commenced a fight. His wife Emilia found him lying on the freezer floor
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Willie Johnson was locking up his store Monday night. And someone snuck in and they commenced a fight. His wife Emilia found him lying on the freezer floor. Now this sleepy little town, it aint
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. Searching for a boy, a real boy, a strong boy. I wanna be squeezed by a pair of boots. I wanna get teased by Westcoast boots. Give me a cow, give me a boy, give me a cowboy. I'm looking, I'm searching for
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Song Drive It On Home - Toby Keith. Rollin' down the Interstate. Headin' out to Illinois. Runnin' 'bout 95. Listen to my engine, boy. Sand burnin' beano. Westcoast, turn around. I don't make no money
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can't live what you put me through I call the winter Maria because I don't have no know her face. I call the endless sky Emilia because she stays with me from place to place. I call the sun my love
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maybe, maybe you could be my baby. Read more EMILIA - MAYBE, BABY LYRICS
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California blunt and keep watching the movie,. Inspired by this gangbanging * since I was two,. I brought the Westcoast back "What the * you do?",. I'm the ice cream truck man, guns in the trunk man
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struggle to rhyme, make you wanna just get outta California. Akon. Awww, awww, bang bang. Awww, awww, bang bang. Don't test me now, bang bang. Awww, awww, bang bang. This is the Westcoast sound
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. Searching for a boy, a real boy, a strong boy. I wanna be squeezed by a pair of boots. I wanna get teased by Westcoast boots. Give me a cow, give me a boy, give me a cowboy. I'm looking, I'm searching for
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. Searching for a boy, a real boy, a strong boy. I wanna be squeezed by a pair of boots. I wanna get teased by Westcoast boots. Give me a cow, give me a boy, give me a cowboy. I'm looking, I'm searching for
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, Dominican, beautiful women. Indian, Cuban, Jamaican all of the nations, beautiful women. Eastcoast, westcoast city to the meadow, burbs to the ghetto. Beautiful women from Cairo, to Rio, to Montigo
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on mine I'ma G on, Dub C let a scene on. Get my green on, with my white sling on. Weather my rag in, with my khakis cuffed and dragging. Three wheels, make the heat squeal. This Westcoast * is
