P. DIDDY It's tricky I'm picky baby, but I just spotted you Doin' your thing, g-string, shoe string point of view, hey Lend me ya body, you got me in a zone Bet a million in a half past, i can make you explode You dont wanna brave the cold, you wanna Diddy Combs I can take you on outer-limits away from home ........ In the middle of the club doin' a rodeo show The hoes seem schemey, wet dreamy, emphasism obsessed gleemy (incredible sex) you need me Ease me, please me baby, i maybe am little crazy but in a way that..... CHORUS Dont make me get buck in here Shorty drop em to the ground like she ain't got manners Too much booty for one man to handle When all i need is a one night scandal And ima get buck in here Damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards You the type to make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam While you make it clap clap clap clap clap You gotta shake that thang, shake that thang While you make it clap clap clap clap clap Just shake that thang, shake that thang LUDACRIS She can make it clap like a standin' ovation Spin like my record at the radio station Feel the sensation, i put it right there They be like LUDA, i be like yeaaaaaaa, You like it like that dontchya baby The flow's insane, and the stroke is crazy I stroke so good, like Tiger Woods And i ROWR like a tiger would My livelihood, is not hollywood I'm still southside atlanta, thats a lively hood A circus, big top, like ringling brothers If you wanna learn something, bring your mothers Sit back and observe, invite some friends We can mix it all up, like juice and gin Felli on the celly with a couple of twins Cuz tonight, damn right, we gonna do it again CHORUS Dont make me get buck in here Shorty drop em to the ground like she ain't got manners Too much booty for one man to handle When all i need is a one night scandal And ima get buck in here Damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards You the type to make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam While you make it clap clap clap clap clap You gotta shake that thang, shake that thang While you make it clap clap clap clap clap Just shake that thang, shake that thang P. DIDDY Listen, women lace em g for a jet Twisted, crooked, cell phone numbers, probably Flip em change em, prissy and boogy the hood Game of taste em, prissy's im runnin' em good Leather or silk, i'm melt them all Love em, leave em, give em hell for sure Tell them words they minds and souls deserve Or give them things they might prefer Sandrio pan, mandarin sweet massage oil Pimp, gamein', grants, and benz' i tried em Used to style em, now just virgin island Kamasutra freaky ... CHORUS Dont make me get buck in here Shorty drop em to the ground like she ain't got manners Too much booty for one man to handle When all i need is a one night scandal And ima get buck in here Damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards You the type to make me grip that handle Lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam While you make it clap clap clap clap clap You gotta shake that thang, shake that thang While you make it clap clap clap clap clap Just shake that thang, shake that thang
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famous ukranian coloratura Diana Petrynenko sings song 'The Gallant Weaver' on Robert Burns 's verses. Music by Mykola Silvansky Микола Сільванський - Роберт Бьорнс / переклад С.Маршака (російською) Діана Петриненко у супроводі ф-но. Запис українського радіо, 1973 Где к морю катится река, Быстра, бурлива и звонка, Там я встречала паренька, Веселого ткача. Семь женихов из-за реки Пришли просить моей руки. Не рвать же сердце на куски, - Отдам его ткачу! Меня бранят отец и мать, Им по душе богатый зять. Они велят мне отказать Веселому ткачу. Отец мой жаден и упрям, Грозит: «Приданого не дам!» Но к сердцу руку я придам - И все отдам ткачу. Пока вода в реке бежит, Пока пчела в цветке жужжит И рожь под ливнями дрожит, Любовь моя - ткачу! used painting: 'Bothwell Castle on the Clyde' by Paul Sandby Просмотры: 2590 Лайки: 0 Комменты: 0 Длительность: 03:18
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