| Woah… Yeh yeh yeh
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| Courtney!
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| Rip…
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| Whatever man, everyone does that adlib… Ha!
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| Now girls, what we gonna call these guys that don’t like it raw?
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| 'oles!
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| You can adore me on Sunday, as Sunday’s my only day off
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| You know that I don’t wanna hang with no stranger.
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| After I’m done I want gone, but I have to say
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| All your chocolate got me meltin' baby,
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| Got me meltin', oh my days yeah!
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| Let me give you double helpings you’ll be screaming
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| Baby baby baby baby… Uh uh!
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| Oh oh oh, make me come and I’ll go
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| Cause I won’t need you no more (no!)
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| Foreplay’s fine but I ain’t got the time
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| Why don’t you hurry up, yeah hurry up, yeah hurry up!
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| F**k me…
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| You better call your friend Johnny, you wanna hope he’s in town
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| Cause you know when you blow that I don’t want no… d-d-d-d-danger!
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| Without him it ain’t going down, well I have to say…
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| Milky bar kid got me melting
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| Sugar with that geek chic all the way
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| Do it in and don’t be speaking not unless it’s dirty, dirty filthy dirty!
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| Oh oh oh, make me come and I’ll go
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| Cause I won’t need you no more (no!)
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| Foreplay’s fine but I ain’t got the time
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| Why don’t you hurry up? |
| yeah hurry up, yeah hurry up!
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| F**k me…
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| Listen…
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| I don`t know you take the a**
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| But is obvious your girlfriend got you gas…
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| I’ve spent most my life chasing ass,
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| Now I am tired,
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| So we have to make this fast!
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| Second though, hit the bray
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| Set the debrifer, cause
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| we`re gonna make a freaky tale,
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| kiss me soft right here,
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| I`m a freak but hey,
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| P*ss me off,
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| I swear to God I’mma leak the tape,
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| Matter of fact, I’d rather masturbate,
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| Than deal with another basket case,
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| Oh what a waste of a fat booty,
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| I used to beg why bother when they’re handed to me.
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| Listen mate, I don’t mean to brag
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| I’m telling you I’m a be the best you’ve had
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| So let’s roll! |
| Don’t be taking your time
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| Get it up put it in, free your mind!
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| Ha-ha and the rest I’ll swallow,
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| Courtney!
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| Ha-ha I’m joking you know I don’t do d*ck, f*ck off!
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| Oh oh oh, make me come and I’ll go
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| Cause I won’t need you no more (no!)
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| Foreplay’s fine but I ain’t got the time
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| Why don’t you hurry up, yeah hurry up, yeah hurry up!
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| Where’s the music gone?
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| F**k me…
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| Why don`t you…
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| F**k me me?
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| Ohhh |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love Me (Tribute in the Style of Stooshe), artist - DJ Mixmasters. Album song Pop Chart Ringtones, Vol. 18, in the genre Кантри