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За последние 60 дней ни разу не выходила
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07-08-2001
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All Music (новости и тексты песен) #61
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Artist: Алсу
Title: Осень
Album: Unknown
Вот и окончилось тихое лето Ночи длиннее, все дальше рассветы Музыка звездная, листьев кружение Так начинается песня осенняя Осень - это сны листопада Нет, не надо - слов не надо Осень и любовь ходят рядом, Где-то рядом, с нами рядом Это сон для него, для него одного Только он ещё не знает ничего Только он ещё не знает ничего Воздух все чище, а звуки все тише С каждой минутой все ближе и ближе Встреча случайная, взглядов сплетение Так начинается песня осенняя Осень - это сны листопада Нет, не надо, слов не надо Осень и любовь ходят рядом, Где-то рядом, с нами рядом Это сон для него, для него одного Только он ещё не знает ничего Осень - это сны листопада Нет, не надо, слов не надо Осень и любовь ходят рядом, Где-то рядом, с нами рядом Это сон для него, для него одного Только он ещё не знает ничего Жаль, что он ещё не знает...
Artist: Pink
Title: Get The Party Started
Album: Missundaztood
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started Get this party started on a Saturday night Everybody's waitin' for me to arrive Sendin' out the message to all of my friends We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz I got lotsa style, got my gold diamond rings I can go for miles if you know what I mean I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started Pumpin up the volume, breakin down' to the beat Cruisin' through the west side We'll be checkin' the scene Boulevard is freakin' as I'm comin' up fast I'll be burnin' rubber, you'll be kissin' my a** Pull up to the bumper, get out of the car License plate says Stunner #1 Superstar I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started Get this party started Makin' my connection as I enter the room Everybody's chillin' as I set up the groove Pumpin' up the volume with this brand new beat Everybody's dancin' and their dancin' for me I'm your operator, you can call anytime I'll be your connection to the party line
Artist: Incubus
Title: Wish you were here
Album: Morning View
I dig my toes into the sand The ocean looks like A thousand diamonds Strewn across a blue blanket I lean against the wind Pretend that I am weightless And in this moment I am happy, happy I, wish you were here Here I lay my head onto the sand The sky resembles A backlit canopy With holes punched in it I'm counting UFO's I signal them with My lighter And in this moment I am happy, happy I, wish you were here Wish you were here The world's a rollercoaster And I am not strapped in Maybe I should hold with care While my hands are Busy in the air Saying I, wish you were here Here Wish you were here
Artist: D12
Title: Pimp like me
Album: Devil's Night
What up
I gotta tell you motherfuckers the truth
This is straight G shit
And all you can do is respect it
[Swifty McVay]
Well I'ma state my name, Swift McVay
None of y'all niggaz got shit to say
Rhymes keep comin off like a toupee
Plus I'm big headed runnin things my way
A selfish man, the back of the hand
Be slappin the hell out of hoes because I can
Prostitute, I want my loot
And I don't give a fuck about your broke-ass man and
Y'all givin niggaz what they needin
'til bitches understand I'm mean and
Swift McVay is, blowin up
Courvosier 'til I'm throwin up
Wanna playa hate me, bitch so what?
What's yo' function? Where's yo' bucks?
All you wanna do is wanna stick him up
You wanna rob me but I got too much (hah)
D-12, naturally lifted
You niggaz better duck when I cock the biscuit
You fuck wit me, I fuck wit you
Your entourage, nigga fuck them too
I got grenades
What the hell your little twenty-two gon' do?
(Y'all ain't gon' shoot)
Y'all major soft
Cops gettin mad cause I paid 'em off, made 'em cough
blood and shit
That's what the hell you motherfuckers get, we runs this bitch?
So hey, you ain't gotta be scared to fuck
If you want head, then prepare to suck (do it)
Even if the nigga don't care to nut
For every stroke, it's a hundred bucks
Respect the game, you just a slut
So open your legs up and get my duck
[Chorus: Eminem w/ Dina Rae]
You just a .. (hoe)
You just my .. (hoe)
Dirty-ass .. (hoe)
I'm yo' pimp, you my bitch
{*repeat first part 3X*}
Go get my .. (dough)
Go bring me my .. (dough)
Dirty-ass .. (hoe)
I'm yo' pimp, you my bitch
[Proof]
I don't spit game, no longer than my name
Then when my chain hang, my nuts do the same
Don't pay pussy, pussy pay me
Bitch, slut, whore or lady (yup)
And knowin the fact, I was born to mack
That's why I got a hoe in the back, blowin my sac
Got good game, that's a hood thang
What'd you brang, loot or poo-tang?
Let 'em all bang, run that cheese
Tell that trick nigga (come back please!)
Rob a L7, that's a square
You a bottom hoe, you got to know
Off you I plan to make a lot of dough
So suck fast bitch, and swallow slow
{*swish-slap-swish*} (AH!) Bitch quit talkin back
{*swish-slap-swish*} (AH!) Now walk the track
[Kon Artis]
I don't pay for ass, you pump my gas
You get slapped when we're short of cash
I get whiplash when I hit the gas
And I holla out the window of the hatch
Where's my scratch? Bitch, that's, it
Suck it stroke it make me rich
As a token of my appreciation it's
another client for you to hit
I don't give a fuck if you gotta go home to the kids
You shoulda picked another occupation trick
Now you're stuck with me, fuck with me
and I'ma slap you up in this truck
You must be out your mind or somethin
Cryin and whinin like you tired or somethin
Go suck some head until it aches for Bufferin
You don't work? You make nothin
I'm just another case of a lazy husband
[Kuniva]
I want the paper stack
Buy you an outfit, then take it back
When you page me BITCH I never page you back
You only act a certain way that I make you act (whattup)
Hoes recognize, and niggaz do too
Cause they realize that niggaz do shoot
Don't like a chick that act too cute
Bitch hold my gat down when I shoot hoops (oh yeah)
And don't be askin me, all kind of questions
All harassin me, callin stressin
Or I may have to release some aggression
Beat you to death and teach you a lesson
Lookin for handouts like you my damn spouse
Pull your pants down and fuck my mans now
Shut your damn mouth or get in the damn house
Off with the damn blouse and suck on my damn crotch
[Chorus]
[Bizarre]
Sell that pussy
Sell that pussy bitch
Get out there and switch and go make Bizarre rich
You gotta itch, you fuckin dirty bitch
Now get on the corner, and start suckin some dicks
Niggaz want pussy, and I need cash
So mom, get out there and start sellin yo' dirty ass
Bizarre quick to hit 'em, and then stick 'em
Fuck it; I'll let you hit one of my victims
(Somebody help I'm on 7 Mile and ..)
Shut up bitch, you talk too much
Now you about to get fucked in your dirty butt
You never seen a pimp like me, out here whorin
Shut your fuckin mouth and you'll be out by the mornin
Cause I'm the dirties pimp, you ever heard of
Give me my five-thousand, and take this cheeseburger (bitch!)
Go suck dick in the back of the party
So what if you on your period, blood never hurt nobody
[Chorus]
[Eminem w/ Dina Rae]
You just a .. (hoe)
You just a .. (hoe)
That's all you is .. (hoe, hoe, hoe)
You just a, dirty ass bitch
A dirty ass, nasty ass, stinky ass, filthy ass, stanky ass bitch
(Oooh, ooh-OOOH) Hahahahaha... (lahhh-aHHH)
But I love you... (hahaha) .. Kim (mmm)
[Outro]
And there you have it god damnit, the fundamentals of pimpin
You heard it here first, from the Dirtiest Dozen
you ever seen in yo' god damn life
Yo this is Rondell Fiend on the scene
And we keep the pussyholes smilin, because we always whylin
YouknowhatI'msayin? Fuck all what everybody else talkin about
We let you know right here
Big pimpin, it ain't dead, we love gettin head, in a dirty-ass bed
That's just what we do
You know we was throwin heroin pimp parties back in 1968
The pussy is all great
I'll see you at eight, bitch
Artist: Robbie Williams / Nicole Kidman
Title: Somethin' Stupid
Album: Unknown
I know I stand in line Until you think you have the time To spend an evening with me And if we go someplace to dance I know that there's a chance You won't be leaving with me Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place And have a drink or two And then I go and spoil it all By saying something stupid Like I love you I can see it in your eyes That you despise the same old lines You heard the night before And though it's just a line to you For me it's true And never seemed so right before I practice every day to find some clever lines to say To make the meaning come through But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late And I'm alone with you The time is right Your perfume fills my head The stars get red And oh the night's so blue And then I go and spoil it all By saying something stupid Like I love you I love you...
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