100 lyrics for "Bum bum, bum bum"

Some girls they act retarded Bumpin' and grindin' that pole We 'bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin' for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin' baby step right up Some girls
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(Bum, bum, bum, bum-buh-bum, bum) ah, buh bum, bum, bum Baby (baby) Oh, baby, give me one more chance (To show you that I love you) Won't you please let me Back in your heart Oh, darling, I was blind to let you go (Let you go baby) (Bum, bum, bum,
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(Ohhhh, yeah yeah yeah yeah) You can turn your back and then walk away (You can turn your back and then walk away) Soon be comin the judgment day (Ahh, soon there be comin the judgment day) Yes, uhh, breathe with me
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You find your own way 'cause there's more than one way home Ain't no right way, ain't no wrong Whatever road you might be on There's more than one way home And whatever road you might be on Well, there's more than one way home Daddy came around every
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You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps (Aha) (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps) Gangster, gangster, gangster Don't make me Bring out the other side in me So I hear you think you gangster I heard you wanna be You gangstas, you
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Take it out on me And put your lips on mine Let me take his wrong And make it right this time Yeah, you can just come over You ain't gotta call You always got a shoulder anytime it all goes bad When you're 'bout to break When you're mad as hell
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I'm not leaving tonight Said, today she called here twenty-six times (I know you counted) You kept telling me not to worry (Don't worry 'bout it) Wanna believe that you're telling the truth (So don't doubt it) But if you are lying to me... You're leaving
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Might as well jump, jump I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Can't you see what I mean? Can't you see me standin' here Go ahead and jump, jump Go ahead jump, jump I get up, and nothin' ever gets me down You got it
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Picnic en el 4ºB Ya me acostumbraste Es una cuestión de voltaje Hay una que no puede parar De hablar de caviar Y el solo piensa en comer Su fruta prohibida Mi majestad se ha perdido Entre una multitud
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