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If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spit. Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Cause you know that I can
Cause you know that I can
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spit. Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Cause you know that I can
Fire
Cause you know that I can
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spit. Fire
Fire
Cause you know that I can
Fire
Fire
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Imagine how it would be
To be at the top
Making cash money
Go and tour all
around the world
Tell stories about
all the young girls
Travel fast
Have a blast
Travel fast
Make it last
Girls rock the world!
You hear me
Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful
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Lick it once, lick it twice
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You got to get up
If you wanna get-
I hate people that ain't movin' their shoes
and I hate everybody that I see not feelin' my groove
...we be takin' the bar
but I hate everybody that don't like electric guitars and I
hate people who think they can dose up their medicine fuckin' with venom... and
I
twista... show them the force I'd like to see somebody talkin shit get turned up
a corpse
only model with the ones that got the wickedest drawers... kick it with ya'll
and I hate phony ass people
and I hate having no droll
and I hate ...-ass clubs that don't be havin no bitches that bring ‘em down to
the floor
and I hate when I can't hurt somebody
and I hate when I ain't got dough
and I hate everyone ... twista and prodigy... rockin'... control
You've got to get up
If you wanna get off
Keep your eyes open... so I can stop you from blinkin
Make you feel... try to see what you're thinkin
Through the hole... while I'm holding my own
Get so cold in the zone I'll just... my clone
I can fill the fuckin' room up with torture and pain
... is coursing my veins
It's the trilogy of terror... from my era
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Now get out
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme,
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a ride
Hot ride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
On a bullet train outta town
One... up and one hill down / walking tuff and run him down ?
Hot ride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
Mind's made up ?
Their's no luck when time leaves you
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It's been a long time but I just can't wake up
Back on tour, one, two, three, we all back on four you better wake up
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I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
or
Give ‘em what you got
Go give ‘em all your action baby
...’cuz it’s a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
Live it up, don’t wanna give it up
Live it up...
A little action is all I need
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won't you believe me when I tell you you're the king of my heart
Can't you heal my love burns?
Can't you heal my love burns?
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That’s just the way it is
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Shot the gun Shot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
... ? ? ?
Too many tied
Too many tied to the bang, bang, bang
Your time is running out
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Imagine how it would be
To be at the top
Making cash money
([Maxim:] easy girl, easy girl)
Go and tour all
around the world
Tell stories about
all the young girls
[Maxim:]
Every action, a reaction
Every action, a reaction!
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