Here comes the showdown What goes around comes around Here comes the showdown, oh And the crowds are waiting, oh 'Cause if we break up Then we can make up Shake my booty all night

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Don't go changing to try and please me You never let me down before Don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble We never could have come this far I took the good times; I'll take the bad times

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter Little somethin' for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the

I'ma do it, You are like the fire burning in the rain To you nobody can compare I wanna be your sweetest escape Tonight we're goin' all the way I'ma give it to ya let's get it started I'ma give it to ya To noone else let's promise (duro)

Bouncin' on the dashboardBoppin' to the beat To every bump in the road Every hole in the street Bought him at the Walmart Got 'em on sale The last one sittin' there dusty on the shelf It's just a tiny figurine But are we missin' what it means We got

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Slave driver, your table has turned Catch a fire, your gonna get burned Catch a fire, your gonna get burned I remember on di slave ship how dey brutalise your very soul, Today dey say that we are free Only to be jailed in poverty, Good god I think it?s a

Will you show me love as we get older And I'm falling at your feet After thirty years of service and one to fit our need Show me love as we grow colder Let our love provide the heat But our older bones are missing But our heart's will never meet There's

Sweet hour of prayer Sweet hour of prayer That calls me from a world of care And bids me at my Father's throne Make all my wants and wishes known In seasons of distress and grief My soul has often found relief And oft escaped the tempter's snare By Thy