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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Fat Joe - Crush Tonight[1 - Ginuwine] Baby, if you wit it, just clap yo hands Stop playin girl, back that ass up and Spend that cash dog, drink the Henny and Freak that girl like you tryna have a baby cuz Everybodys out to fuck tonight The fly women, they out to fuck tonight My niggas, they down to fuck tonight Ladies, fellas, the wont stop players [Fat Joe] Came through the door, seen it before Hands touchin the ceiling, booty sweepin the floor You ever felt good to the point you so sure that All the attention in the club is yours Got your hair done up, shades Christian Dior Leave us, trade a little happy on your Vickey draws Gettin your dance on hard, who could wish for more And your crews all but, no ifs or ors Got the Don all warm and it aint the Hen Feelin like the Don woman, you could rest my chin Shorty, come a little closer while the record spin I wanna freak a little longer, Cali play it again [Repeat 1] Yo, got my mind on my money, money on my mind And to let you know, you just as good as gold Its like we got our own little private party goin on And the scene just changed into shores of San Juan Its so intimate, we so into it Such a tender thing, but fuck Im innocent Grindin so hard you gotta know what Im thinkin Laughin cuz Imma kidnap you for the weekend Now we at the pad about to crack a case Playin the couch like Ceasars, she feedin me grapes Not for nuttin hon, the sex is great But you know you got to go, I got checks to chase... next [Repeat 1] [Ginuwine] If youre wit it grab your friends, follow Joe and me Cuz its on, its on Went in and got the Cris and a pound of weed Its on, its on [Fat Joe] Now mami, lets get serious, cuz by the looks of it It seems your sexuality is just a little curious You got a friend, we could gather then split If not, I got a girl for every girl I get (I got chicks) Theres a drop in the lot and it whip so fast We hit the swiss hotel before you finish your glass And you know you wanna be where the cake is at Where the pockets just like calories, extra fat Mami, your body like Malery on Natural Born Killer She like, they got money but yall are more realer She wanna roll wit us, pretty much to crit us No beatin around the bush, just beatin it till you bit us [Repeat 1] |
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