(Flo Rida) You spin my head right round, right round When you go down, when you go down down (Kesha) You spin my head right round, right round When you go down, when you go down down (Flo Rida) Hey Hopped out of that house with my swagger Hop in that with girl, I got places to go People to see, time is precious I look at my crowd and they out of control Just like my mind where Im going No women, no shorties, no nothin but clothes No stoppin now, my Pirellis on role I like my jewelry, thats always on gold I know the storm is comin my pockets keep tellin me its gonna shower Call up my homies thats home Then pop in the night cuz its meant to be ours We keep a fade away shot cuz we ballin its platinum patron that be ours Lil mama, I owe you just like the flowers Girl you to drink with all that and power clubs (Flo Rida) You spin my head right round, right round When you go down, when you go down down (Kesha) You spin my head right round, right round When you go down, when you go down down (Flo Rida) From the top of the pole I watch her go down She got me throwin my money around Aint nothin more beautiful to be found Its goin down down. From the top of the pole I watch her go down She got me throwin my money around Aint nothin more beautiful to be found Its goin down down (Flo Rida) Hey Shawty must know Im not playin My money love her like a numba one fan Dont look at my mouth, let her talk to my fans My Benjamin Franklin A couple of grands, I got rubber bands My paper planes makin a dance Get dirty all night, thats part of my thing Keep building castles thats made out of sand Shes amazing, the fire blazing Hotter than Cajun Girl wont you move a lil closer? Time to get paid, its maximum wage That body belong on a poster Im in a daze, that bottom is wavin at me Like damn it I know you You wanna show like a gun out of holster Tell me whatever and Ill be your roper .. (Flo Rida) You spin my head right round, right round When you go down, when you go down down (Kesha) You spin my head right round, right round When you go down, when you go down down (Flo Rida) From the top of the pole I watch her go down She got me throwin my money around Aint nothin more beautiful to be found Its goin down down From the top of the pole I watch her go down She got me throwin my money around Aint nothin more beautiful to be found Its goin down down (Flo Rida) Im spendin my money Im out of control Somebody help me Shes takin my bank roll. But Im king of the club And Im wearin the crown Poppin these bottles Touchin these models Watchin they asses go down down down down, down down this line x4 (Flo Rida) You spin my head right round, right round When you go down, when you go down down (Kesha) You spin my head right round, right round When you go down, when you go down down (Flo Rida) You spin my head right round, right round When you go down, when you go down down (Kesha) You spin my head right round, right round When you go down, when you go down down
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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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