Okay, I believe we're moving on up Your sex karma must be good 'cause I'm funny for you Ain't nobody do me better When you hit me I'm a cloud, baby, I
it's fashion (x3) It's strobelight, it's fashion, it's strobelight It's rollacoasta! slap me in my face, punch me in the eye. do me how you want baby
(Muevelo) (Subelo) Tico era un Boricua de Manhattan Cantaba en el subway Con su beat box y su electric guitar Por las noches era DJ Se paraban en las
Get up Get on up Get up Get on up Stay on the scene Get on up Like a sex machine Get on up Get up Get on up Get up Get on up Stay on the scene Get on
VERSE 1 I got the top pealed back switching lanes doing 60 on the boulevard In a rush to see "Tender Roni" down ass chick that'll do anything for me Infatuated
Sex love and money, fun Brooklyn, sex love and money Get up, come, danger You are now rockin' with the best Black darts exclusive, fire in the dark Fire
It's your birthday, so I know you want to ride out Even if we only go to my house Sip on weezy as we sit upon my couch Feels good but I know you want
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I used to shout across the room to you And you'd come dancin' like a fool Shuffle step, you funky mother Come to me, all warm as covers Rest with me,
Have you ever been to Southeast tipsing with your bottles in the sky? There's this Puerto Ricans precious gal's got that look up on her eye What you drinking
From the Chi to VA , Boy where ever u stay , You know i just can`t wait to have, Sex In The City with u. [Talking]Good morning ladys , its about that
Right now I am an Antichrist I am an anarchist I know what I want and I know how to get it I wanna destroy passerby 'Cause I wanna be anarchy In the
Let's 'avit! Oi! Yeh! Its gonna to be A punk rock christmas this year, Even santa's gonna be A Sex Pistol for a day All those christmas trees swinging
One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock rock We're gonna rock
You took the best years of my life And made it so I couldn't decide Unable to respond To the beautiful world That goes on and on And on and on And those
What you see, you can get Nothing's free, nothing's said Don't be fooled by the signs Don't read in between the lines What you're gonna say What you'
I'm a street walking cheater with a heart full of napalm I'm a run-away son of a nuclear A-bomb I am a world's forgotten boy the one who's searchin' to
