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Summer 2020
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Yeah, you got that yummy, yum Yummy, yum yummy Yummy, yum yummy Yum, yummy Mais moi j'm’appelle Wejdene Brand new Lamborghini, f**k a cop car J'm'appelle Wejdene Have you ever met a real n***a rockstar? J’m'appelle, ritmo Toda la noche rompemo' Al otro día volvemo' Tú sabes cómo lo hacemo', baby Yummy, yum yummy Yum, yummy, ritmo See you, see you, see you I'm blinded by the lights No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch Mais tu iras où, où, où I'm drowning in the night Oh, when I’m like this, you’re the one I trust So they say Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, oh, oh, oh I've never seen anybody do thе things you do before (yummy, yum yummy) They say movе for me, move for me, move for me, ay, ay, ay And when you’re done I'll make you do it all again This is the rhythm of the night Angela, say the word on my way, yeah baby, yeah baby Cosa' de familia no las tienen que escuchar Los capo' con los capo’ y yo soy la mamá Los secretos solo con quien pueda confiar Leche (yeah-ay) Leche con azúcar Jolie nana recherche joli djo Comment on fait? J'suis pas très mytho Moi, j'ai le truc, je sens les pipeaux, Left foot up, right foot, (who's bad) Bien ou quoi? T'habites dans l'coin ou quoi? I would've stayed at home 'Cause I was doin' better alone I would'v, Ah, faut les sousous, i'm a b*t*h i'm a b*t*h, t'es une poupou, yeah J'fais gaffe par là, ça écoute tout, et mon bébé veut des poutous Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill I'm Atilla, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla You're bringin' the killer within me out of me You don't want to be the enemy of the demon who went in me Cause I was doin' better alone Qué calor (Qué ca'), En la discoteca Qué calor Omalicha kanye wu eh ooh, Bum bum eh Mais moi j'm'appelle Wejdene, elle est djomb (hi-oh) Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy I got the mojo-deals, we been trappin' like the '80's, elle est djomb (i'm a savage) Tu prends tes caleçons sales Prends tes affaires, rentre chez toi Et tu hors de ma vue, Non, ne reviens pas Oui, c'est nous les grosses moulas Et y a d'la weed, wejdene J'suis fonce-dé toute la night Et na-na-ni, na-na-na
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