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Lyrcis Fabian Mazur – Arena

When I go in da arena
Make the ground shake
Make the crowd screama’
Me feelin’ on conquerin’ enemy
Bring the fiya when I fly to da melody
Lord fiya, you beginna’
Keep on da game, we a winna’
You mon dem know me a leada’
When I come in da arena.

When I come in da areeena. (x6)

When I go in da areeena
Make the ground shake
Make the crowd screama’
Me feelin’ on conquerin’ enemy
Bring the fiya when I fly to da melody
Lord fiya, you beginna’
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Keep on da game, we a winna’
You mon dem know me a leada’
When I come in da areeena.

(When I come in da areeena)
(When I come in da areeena)
(When I come in da areeena)
When I come in da areeena.

Let’s go
When I come in da areeena
When I come in da areeena
When I come in da areeenaaa.
Fabian Mazur lyrics
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Versuri Amna – Nu poti sa ma uiti

Tu stii prea bine ca timpul ne-a schimbat
Dar inima nu uita tot ce s-a-ntamplat
Ciudat cum de la atata iubire am ajuns straini
Ciudat cum tot ne spunem atatea si cand nu vorbim.(nu poti sa ma uiti)

In ochii tai citesc iubire
Ca in anii trecuti
Stii, poti sa pleci de langa mine
Dar nu poti sa ma uiti
Scriem povesti despre iubire
Ca in anii trecuti
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Stii, poti sa pleci de langa mine
Dar nu poti sa ma uiti.

Adorm si visez ca e adevarat
Car cum sa te uit cand tu nu m-ai uitat
Ciudat cum de la atata iubire am ajuns straini
Ciudat cum tot ne spunem atatea si cand nu vorbim.

Urasti iubirea cand iti amintesti
Ca nu poooti sa ma uiti
Urasti atat de mult ca ma iubesti
Si nu poooti sa ma uiti
Amintiri unesc suflete-n noapte
Cand inimi vorbesc in soapte
Vorbesc in soapteee.
Versuri Amna
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Lyrics Fetty Wap – High thoughts

Shawty says she dyin’ to take a trip
Shawty says she dyin’ to make a flip
Smoke twenty-eight grounds on my zip
And this perky got me thinking I’m the sh*t
Talking to the shawty like this
Baby is you’re gonna let me hit
Baby is rolling up to split
I hopin’ all your friends were to sh*t
Baby we could .. be a Cruize
F*ckin’ .. I’ve never lose
Please don’t let the nigga make the noise
Nigga that be with me cartoons
Baby I’m the leader of the zone
Get into making niggas move
Never know how to follow niggas rules
I’m an itchy boy, I’m banging the rules
Come and take a walk up in my shoes
Five million .. on the crew
I was saving money like a Jew
When I spent 2 million on my Jewels
I .. I got more money than you
My future I was busing maneuvers.(high thoughts)

I was working it was taking the school bus
And my Ferrari I just parked where my school was
Niggas hatin’ I don’t really give to f*cks
Six Mercedes and I got me a few trucks
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Two Ferrari’s and they practically useless
Love my ..
See me smiling cause I’m always coming dope
I’ve been countin’ money wherever I go
I ..
She gonna be wherever I go
She gonna be like baby give me more
She .. runnin’ meet me to the door
Oh, I’m like no
I have a ticket and I’m watching on my chain
If I’ve new Jersey .. on my name
You pay usually cash me with my gang
We’re insane, as when I bang
Yeahhhh!
Fetty Wap lyrics
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Lyrics Snails – Only want u

I’m running out back to you, back to you
I’m running out back to you, back to you.(only want u)

You, I’ve seen that before
Maybe want you like
Only wanna you
I’ve seen that before
Maybe want you like.

(I’m running out back to you)
I’m running out back to you

I’m running out back to you, back to you
I’m running out back to you, back to you.

Don’t .. holding round
I’ve seen that all
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Before the feeling comes back
I’m tryna .. on higher ground
Before the feeling comes back.

(I’m running out back to you)
I’m running out back to you

I’m running out back to you, back to you
I’m running out back to you, back to youuu.
Snails lyrics
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Below are the complete “How To Play The Flute” lyrics by Macklemore displayed. These lyrics were added 8 hours ago.

How To Play The Flute lyrics

Don’t nobody give a damn what all that [?] talking ’bout, man. We tryna here some of that, that “Girl, shake your ass, shake your ass, shake your ass,” and you know what I’m saying? I’m tryna get that in my life.
Gemini

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
Diamond, diamond, diamond, that’s my sh*t
Oh, juice (wet), 3-piece, crisp (damn)
Saucey, dripping (dripping), CEO of this (CEO)
Curry, wavy, my undertone’s a bitch
Shoutout to my city, know I really does this
Third time’s a charm, I’m feeling triumphant (I want it)
I put a little gold up on my bicuspids
They can only see my eyes inside of the Cutlass (Who’s he?)
She may be vanilla cream, baby, her butt big
They treat me like McGregor when I’m out in Dublin (They do)
My mama don’t like it when I be cussing (She don’t)
But f*ck these motherf*ckers, mama, I don’t trust them
It’s plush up in the bucket, look, don’t touch it, thought you knew
In the pocket like I’m Russel, man, I hustle, watch me move
In the summer watch me f*ck around, I’m ’bout to drop the roof
She hopped up in the whip and then I taught her how to play the flute, play the flute

[Chorus: King Draino]
They hating on a player
Don’t understand, they need to get they weight up (Okay)
Shazam, I’ma have to David Blaine her (What you doin?)
Emoji hands, I’m praying for them haters (Amen)

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[Post-Chorus: Macklemore]
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay

[Verse 3: Macklemore]
Aye, little mama, aqui
Skin tone macchiato, we eating mahi-mahi
On Miami Beach, we have a party la-dee-da-dee
On my B-I-E ’til I D-I-E, I think I’m king (I think I’m king)
You didn’t think that I would get the peacoat
Unbutton that motherf*cker, nothing but a speedo (Look!)
Who’s that peeking in my window, Cee-Lo
I was on that Cujo, that Big Gipp and that [?]
Dolce and Gabbana, cappuccino gelato
In that grotto out in Cabo
Amateur, so Apollo
Whip this bulky like Costco, I’m out here and dodging 5-0
I hit the block with that top low, a dookie rolled with a poncho
But it ain’t about to rain on me
Tryna sing up in the bitch, but I ain’t on key
Now I stay genuine, I’m the same old G
Feeling like John [?] with these eight gold rings
Play the flute

[Chorus: King Draino]
They hating on a player
Don’t understand, they need to get they weight up (Okay)
Shazam, I’ma have to David Blaine her (What you doin?)
Emoji hands, I’m praying for them haters (Amen)

[Post-Chorus: Macklemore]
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay
Ah-choo, God bless you, ay