quote:Op vrijdag 10 januari 2014 11:16 schreef awiebo het volgende:
This is a song for the ladies
But fellas listen closely
You don't always have to fuck her hard
In fact sometimes that's not right to do
Sometimes you've got to make some love
And fucking give her some smoochies too
Sometimes ya got to squeeze
Sometimes you've got to say please
Sometime you've got to say hey
I'm gonna Fuck you softly
I'm gonna screw you gently
I'm gonna hump you sweetly
I'm gonna ball you discreetly
And then you say hey I bought you flowers
And then you say wait a minute sally
I think I got somethin in my teeth
Could you get it out for me
That's fucking teamwork
What's your fave posish?
That's cool with me
It's not my favorite
But I'll do it for you
What's your favorite dish?
I'm not gonna cook it
But I'll order it from Zanzibar
And then I'm gonna love you completely
And then I'll fucking fuck you discreetly
And then I'll fucking bone you completely
But then I'm gonna fuck you hard
Hard
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Me gusta me gusta me gusta muchooooooquote:Op zaterdag 18 januari 2014 00:49 schreef Hungry_Joe het volgende:
Best wel sneu ergens, zo'n topic bomvol emotioneel zingende fokkers.
*grijpt snel de microfoon*
Kuch...
De Alto Cedro voy para Marcané
Llego a Cueto, voy para Mayarķ
De Alto Cedro voy para Marcané
Llego a Cueto, voy para Mayarķ
De Alto Cedro voy para Marcané
Llego a Cueto, voy para Mayarķ
El carińo que te tengo
No te lo puedo negar
Se me sale la babita
Yo no lo puedo evitar
Cuando Juanica y Chan Chan
En el mar cernķan arena
Como sacudķa el jibe
A Chan Chan le daba pena
Limpia el camino de pajas
Que yo me quiero sentar
En aquél tronco que veo
Y asķ no puedo llegar
De alto Cedro voy para Marcané
Llegó a Cueto voy para Mayarķ
De alto Cedro voy para Marcané
Llegó a Cueto voy para Mayarķ
De alto Cedro voy para Marcané
Llegó a Cueto voy para Mayarķ
Nou?
quote:Op vrijdag 7 maart 2014 22:06 schreef complicate het volgende:
Welcome to St-Tropez!
Get fresh, gotta stay fly
Get the jet, I gotta stay high
High up like a la la la
Ain't nothin' here that my money can't buy
Dolce, Gucci and Loui' V
Yacht so big I could live out in the sea
You, for real? You can't see me
In these Euro frames the whole world change
Mad bitches, so much brought
Fill the life when I wanna fuck them all
Get mad brain in my very fast car
Ferrari v12 Maranello on my arm
Ladies can't resist the charm
Haters, kiss the ring of the Don
And we do this all day, welcome to St Tropez
Wild, Wild enough,
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we're in St-Tropez
Wild, Wild enough,
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we're in St-Tropez
Welcome to St-Tropez
(Oh yeah)
We make money, money we spending
Get mad honey, swimming and women
Imported linen, Egyptian cotton
The party just started, the party ain't stoppin'
Keep shit poppin', poppin' these bottles
Haters keep hatin', fuckin' these models
So much money like we own the lotto
Pull up to a club in a white Murcielago
He don't make dollars, he don't make cents
He don't make you rich, he don't mean shit
Shit... we the shit.. I mean how much better can it get?
Harleys, Maserati, Gallardoes, we make too much dough
And we spend it all day... Welcome to St-Tropez
Wild, Wild enough
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we're in St-Tropez
Wild, Wild enough
Too much money in the bank account
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we're in St-Tropez
Wild, Wild enough
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we're in St-Tropez
Wild, Wild enough,
Spending money in a large amount
Hands in the air make you scream and shout
When we're in St-Tropez
Ladies and gentlemen, tonight, all the way from Moscow, Russia
Give a warm welcome for heavy weight rap champion B smooth
Get it up, don't stop your body
Come on ladies, let's get naughty
Get it up, now everybody
Come on girls, here comes the daddy
Get it up, don't stop your body
Get it up, again your body
Get it up, now everybody
Get it up for music!
quote:Well it’s your hometown
I think I’ve outgrown
I wanna travel the world but I, I just can’t do it alone
So I’m just waiting on fate to come and wrap around me
Think about all the foreign places we could be
I’ll be flicking stones at your window
I’ll be waiting outside 'til you’re ready to go
Won’t you come down? Come away with me
Just think of all the places we could be
I’ll be waiting, waiting on a brand new day
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