14 lyrics for "Shake the bon-bon, bon-bon"

Murda on the beat with the murder man Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand Steppin' on his dope like a step dad Too turnt up, can't help that Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax Watch so dumb it got kept back Bitch so thick, she can't help that 'Cause she
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We got it goin' on We'll be banging and singing just like the Rolling Stones We're gonna shake up your souls, we come to rattle your bones 'Cause we got it goin' on We got it goin' on (We got it goin' on) We got it, we got it, we got it goin' on
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All I need is love One day I'm up, the next I'm down One day you're here, the next you're gone And I'm just a little bit I'm just a little bit lonely And I'm gonna pull through To shake off the blues I need your sweet, sweet love To get me on my feet
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All I need is love One day I'm up, the next I'm down One day you're here, the next you're gone And I'm just a little bit I'm just a little bit lonely And I'm gonna pull through To shake off the blues I need your sweet, sweet love To get me on my feet
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Shake the bon-bon, bon-bon Morena, no pares Ole ole, ole ole Feeling hot, hot, hot How are you feeling? Hot hot hot Party people Y vamos a la playa, calienta el sol Pon tu bikini, pontelo Empaca tu toalla y bronceador
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Is that the old man walking in the dark? When we were young Make me feel alright Take me home Where them broken brights Are shining down Shake them bones Let me love tonight We'll grow young
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My memory is muddy, what's this river that I'm in? Bourbon blues on the street, loose and complete Under skies all smoky blue-green I can't forsake a Dixie dead-shake So we danced the sidewalk clean New Orleans is sinking man, and I don't wanna swim
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It's not my crime, so why do I have to pay? I'm doing time, this feeling I can't shake I'm lost in the suffering for nothing My heart don't understand It's beating for an innocent man I've been a victim of some sorry circumstance That was committed by
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Hallelujah, good to see ya Ain't no sting like a king bee shakedown Everybody digs when the boogie comes back around And the chill drunk buzzin' all night long There's a jingle in your pocket with a jangle in your hand Do you want your own money or your
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