恰恰舞曲 - 安吉丽娜
Aaaw! Whoo!
Angelina baby please, Please baby be mine
Angelina do your chacha, forget about the time
Sign your name across my heart, honey ain't that smart
Angelina/ ready, steady-start
We can chacha on the floor, we can chacha on the couch
Baby, we can chacha, all around my house
We can chacha in the night, chacha till two
And if you chacha me, I have to chacha you
Oh Angelina, Angelina, Angelina
Oh my sweet signorina, signorina, Angelina
I-I-I bet that we sweat
Angelina, Angelina-be my signorina
Oh Angelina- Angelina, Angelina,
oh my sweet singorina(Angelina), signorina, Angelina
I-I-I guess you say yes
Angelina, Angelina-be my signorina
1、Little Weapon
2、音乐,根据字幕有可能是 it wasn't me
3、where's yours at
重新找了一下,中间音乐应是Wake up Call - (instrumental, Bonus Track)
附上歌词,供楼主对照:
1、Little Weapon:
[Lupe Fiasco]
I killed another man today,
Shot him in his back as he ran away,
Then I blew up his hut with a hand grenade,
Cut his wife's throat as she put her hands to pray,
Just five more dawgs then we can get a soccer ball, That's what my commander say,
How Old
Well Im like ten, eleven, been fightin since I was like six or seven,
Now I dont know much bout where Im from but I know I strike fear everywhere I come,
Government want me dead so I wear my gun, I really want the rocket launcher but Im still to
young, This candy give me courage not to fear no one, To fear no pain, and hear no tongue,
So I feel no pain, and I shed no tear, If Im in your dreams then your end is near
Yeah
[Chorus - Nikki Jean]
Little Weapon,
Little Weapon,
Little Weapon
We're calling you
There's a war
if it comes not just too tall for you
You find you something small to use
Little Weapon, Little Weapon, Little Weapon
Yanked you now, pow
Where's yours at
(feat Rohff)
2、音乐
3、Where's yours at
[Verse 1 - Pharrell]
Yeah I'ma skater, yeah I'm dirty
Lookin' for my wife, while they smart and perty
Your material-listic, journey
That bullshit, don't concern me
Ah, here you go, talking big shit
You ain't think, I could flip it like this quick
You just talking, and I'm the big shit
Without mentioning my hit list, for instance
Color dunk show, got 'em all yo
Got a different car, under each garage do'
From the Rolls Royce, that rides like hydro
That white 550, nigga, kicking like Tae Bo
I don't give a fuck, what ya haters think
Fam' I did things, my major means
At a pretty young age, I did major things
I made major cream, I eat major greens
First the yellow diamonds nigga, made ya bling
Had the baddest bitches, on the major scene
Fuck what ya heard and what you think you seen
I fuck that bitch who come from Cover Girl, to Maybelline
Quater million jewelry from, Las Van Dome
Diamonds and plat', like glass and chrome
Black credit card, just asking on
Didn't need it, just didn't have it home
White girl in Africa, Black in Rome
Philipina girl, just packing at home
All the girls I get, I hack and moan
Man I give 'em the dick, you know them bitches just gone
Nigga raise ya funds, been crazier son
But nigga ignorant, and Star Trak, take his fun
I'm the keyboard killer, with the raz-or toungue
Don't come back tellin me, what play-ers done
I did it big, and I made it fun
I made a ton, oh yeah the Rolls Royce got sacadelic flowers
Painted on it, and I'm leaning on a nigga wit a lazor gun
The house in Virginia, that's what I'm living in
Building in Carribean, fillin 'em and buildin' 'em
"Paris too" said the strangest girl
I said bitch, I'm tryna change the world, whoo
Where's yours at
Come on, hah, come on, hah
Come on, hah, come on, hah
Come on, hah, come on, hah
Come on, hah, come on, hah, come on
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