Laulunsanoja:
Folk Songs French

here to team number 2 Twiztid are you ready? Man fuck you we ready Do you have a song selected? Yeah we got a song What you wanna go with Man it don'

your rhymes are puppy chow Made another million, so competitors bow Homeboy, hold on, my rhymes are so strong Nothing could go wrong, so why do you prolong Songs

wanna make Love, love, love Uh, I love it when you say K I S S me Uh and I just wanna make Love, love, love A yo, the crib got your friends working We travel to France for French

we knew and the toddlers we knew, Said we'd like to get a slice of life from your point of view 'Cause you cry and laugh a lot more than us older folks

southern, baby blue eyes And on Saturday nights with my guitar, I'd sit and play along I knew every word and every note to that Martha White hour theme song Well my folks

Streak Ridin Aston Martin new suede with the blue seats Then I ride Toyota, hit the hood solo Doin dirt solo I'll tee like Mobo Got the piece like popo, spreadin peace like grown folks

's a hero On the terraces he's scum Six years in the army five months in jail Four years on the road driving bands Says he sang a folk song once but

Well can't you read the sign boy? [Tech N9ne:] No French braids, No dread locks, No gold teeth... gold teeth Aw you don't want no black folks in here

can't you read the sign boy? [Tech N9ne:] No French braids, No dread locks, No gold teeth... gold teeth Aw you don't want no black folks in here huh? [