100 lyrics for "(Aha, aha, aha)"

I'm gonna follow the sun Oh, oh, oh, oh Now I'm gonna tell my momma That I'm a traveller Don't stop, you got to move I'm never gonna stop Keep moving on, moving on Follow the sun Hop back to my heart
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Not a damn thing changed Tryna sit still, keep looking at the main aim Always doing me so I have to maintain Not a damn thing changed, just sticking to the game plan I'm just spittin' words out my mouth I'm glad I got somewhere to go Keep pouring out the
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I just want for you to keep it real, baby I fell in love with my bih from the field, baby Said she from Miami, from the crib, baby Yeah, when the link up and they ask me questions You ever killed somebody before? (Hahaha) I don't play like that, you
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Waiting for the summer I'm standing by the corner The place we used to meet Right there where I told you You're running off with me We dreamed about the water Or sitting by a stream We were young and in love We took a train, right after sunset
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Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold Somebody, somebody tell me Woman, ain't that a kindness Baby, ain't that a kindness Somebody, somebody please You gotta dig it baby Yes, yes, yes know the deserts couldn't hold all the love that I
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You're gonna need somebody on your bond Tellin' everybody they're gonna need somebody on their bond You're gonna need somebody on your bond child When it's late 'round midnight and old man Death comes slippin' into the room You take Mary and Martha
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Smack my bitch up Change my pitch up Eaaaheeyheeaheyyyee Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Aaahaaahaaaaaaaaaaahha Aaahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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Far away, far away Into a broken paradise surrounded by the colored lights On and on she moves Into a paradise without day and without night In the place with marmalade skies And all alone she moves In the land where the sun will never rise Carry on,
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Vamos pa' la calle Vamos pa' la calle hoy Esto es cosa nuestra de barrio Aquí no hay miedo Vamos pa' la calle hoy (hahaha) Matan lechones que no roncan de sicarios Aquí no hay miedo, andamos con los sanguinarios Hector "El Bambino" presenta (yeh-yeh-yeh)
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