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• Lana Del Rey - Summertime Sadness Lyrics
• Arash feat. Helena - Broken Angel Lyrics
• French Montana - Pop That (feat. Rick Ross, Drake & Lil Wayne) Lyrics

Lana Del Rey - Summertime Sadness Lyrics Posted: 23 Jul 2012 01:59 PM PDT Lana Del Rey - Summertime Sadness Lyrics Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby, you're the best I got my red dress on tonight Dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight Got my hair up real big beauty queen style High heels off, I'm feeling alive Oh, my God, I feel it in the air Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare Honey I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere Nothing scares me anymore Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby, you're the best I've got that summertime, summertime sadness S-s-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh, oh oh I'm feelin' electric tonight Cruising down the coast goin' 'bout 99 Got my bad baby by my heavenly side I know if I go, I'll die happy tonight Oh, my God, I feel it in the air Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare Honey I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere Nothing scares me anymore Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby, you're the best I've got that summertime, summertime sadness S-s-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh, oh oh I think I'll miss you forever Like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies Later's better than never Even if you're gone I'm gonna drive, drive I've got that summertime, summertime sadness S-s-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh, oh oh Kiss me hard before you go Summer time sadness I just wanted you to know That baby you're the best [Lana Del Rey - Summertime Sadness Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com] I've got that summertime, summertime sadness S-s-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh, oh oh Read more: http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com

Arash feat. Helena - Broken Angel Lyrics Posted: 23 Jul 2012 06:35 AM PDT Arash feat. Helena - Broken Angel Lyrics I'm so lonely broken angel I'm so lonely listen to my heart Man dooset daram Be cheshme man gerye nade Na, nemitoonam Bedoone to halam bade I'm so lonely broken angel I'm so lonely listen to my heart On n' lonley, broken angel Come n' save me before i fall apart To harja ke bashi kenaretam Ta akharesh divoonatam To , to nemidooni , ke joonami , bargard pisham La la leyli , la la leyli , la laaa I'm so lonely broken angel I'm so lonely listen to my heart Man dooset daram Be cheshme man gerye nade Na, nemitoonam Bedoone to halam bade: I'm so lonely broken angel I'm so lonely listen to my heart On n' lonley, broken angel Come n' save me before i fall apart To harja ke bashi kenaretam Ta akharesh divoonatam To , to nemidooni , ke joonami , bargard pisham La la leyli , la la leyli , la laaa I'm so lonely broken angel I'm so lonely listen to my heart Man dooset daram Be cheshme man gerye nade Na, nemitoonam Bedoone to halam bade I'm so lonely broken angel I'm so lonely listen to my heart On n' lonley, broken angel Come n' save me before i fall apart [Arash feat. Helena - Broken Angel Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com] To harja ke bashi kenaretam Ta akharesh divoonatam To , to nemidooni , ke joonami , bargard pisham La la leyli , la la leyli , la laaa Read more: http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com

French Montana - Pop That (feat. Rick Ross, Drake & Lil Wayne) Lyrics Posted: 23 Jul 2012 12:35 AM PDT French Montana - Pop That (feat. Rick Ross, Drake & Lil Wayne) Lyrics [Hook] Don't stop, pop that, don't stop Pop that pop that pop that [Rick Ross] Drop that pussy bitch [Drake] I'm young Papi, Champagne They know the face, and they know the name (Drop that pussy bitch) What you twerkin' with? Work, work, work, work, bounce (x4) What you twerkin' with (x4) [French Montana] Work, work, work, work, work, work What you twerkin' with Throw it, bust it open Show me what you twerk with Ass so fat, need a lap dance I'm in that white ghost chasin' Pac-Man Hundred out the lot, I be leaning that Ciroc Hundred large bring a mop Cars tinted like Barack Got a brinks truck in my pocket Thirty chains on my collar Two drops, no mileage Top off like Wallace And I'm hella smoke, bitch know that Filthy rich before rap Your new deal, I throw that Three beans I'm on that We pop a molly, she buss it open She seen the 'gatti, that pussy soaking [Hook] [Rick Ross] I love my big booty bitches My life a Godfather picture Local club in my city I fell in love with a stripper Bitches know I'm that nigga Talkin four door Bugatti I'm the life of the party Let's get these hoes on the Molly You know I came to stunt So drop that pussy bitch I got what you want Drop that pussy bitch Film it, film it This bitch want me to film it Ballin', ballin', like I play for New England Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute Thats fifty, one hundred, I see no fucking limits Shout out to Uncle Luke Shout out my bitches too We the 2 Live Crew 2 for me, 2 for you Feed them bitches carrots Fuck 'em like a rabbit Sorry that's a habit Smoke a spliff and then I vanish [Hook] [Drake] I'm about being single, seeing double, making triple I hope you pussy niggas hating never make a nickel It's good to make it better when your people make it with you Money coming, money going, ain't like you could take it with you It's about to be a hit right now, fuck back then we the shit right now Dropped Take Care, bought a mothafuckin' crib Pickin' up the keys to that bitch right now OVO that's major shit, Toronto with me that's mayor shit Gettin cheddar packs like KD, OKC that's player shit We don't dress alike, we don't rap alike I shine different, I rhyme different Only thing you got is some years on me Man fuck you and your time difference I'm Young Papi, champagne They know the face and they know the name Got one watch that could probably pay for like all your chains And you'd owe me change, ah ! Greystone, twenty bottles that's on me On the couch, wildin' out yelling free my niggas 'til they all free One of my closest dawgs got three kids and they all three But we always been that type of crew that been good without a plan B [Hook] [Lil Wayne] Bitch! Stop talkin' that shit And suck a nigga dick for some Trukfit Okay I fuck a bitch and I'm gone That's gangsta: Al Capone I make that pussy spit like Bone I'm talkin' 'bout bone, bone, bone bone I'm fuckin with French, excuse my French I lose my mind before I lose my bitch Money ain't a thing but a chicken wing Bitch I ball like two eyelids YMCM beat that pussy up, stop playin' I make her ass scream and holla like rock bands I'm a beast, I'm off the leash I am rich like a bitch On my proactive shit, pop that pussy like a zit I go by the name Lil Tunechi Your girl is a groupie And nigga, you's a square And I will twist you like a Rubix Motherfucker I'm on my skateboard Watch me do a trick ho I'm 5′5″ but I could six nine Then beat that pussy like Klitschko It's French Montana, fuck Joe It's Weezy F, fuck hoes It's truck the world It's truck yo girl It's Trukfit by the truck load, biatch! [French Montana - Pop That (feat. Rick Ross, Drake & Lil Wayne) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com] [Hook] Read more: http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com

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