Bling, turn around this , ladies on the hook
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Blood it's on the hook
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Bling, turn around this , ladies on the hook
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Blood it's on the hook
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Hey you, lips are crack like you sire
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Hey you so this corners are ours
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Eat your sins, confes your crimes
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Turn all to green so lay it down
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Wait for lime, bling, turn around this , ladies on the hook
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Blood it's on the hook
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Bling, turn around this , ladies on the hook
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Blood it's on the hook
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I want pressure, and corporations, no control president or Parlament
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Feed my hunger with poetry
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Feed my anger with children
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Feed my laungs, with bikini food
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Feed my ego with laungery
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And having the good time
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And I want my nation to brake down
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Hey you, lips are crack like you sire
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Hey you so this corners are ours
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Eat your sins, confes your crimes
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Turn all to green so lay it down
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Place your heart and don't let it come
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Corect your...and wear your smile
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Eat with dogs if the frieds are so
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Cut all that migh, all they count it's ...
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Blow, blow, blow,
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Blow, blow, blow,
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Bossanova
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| Laibach |
