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around and around You turn me inside out Your turning me up Your turning me down I'm turning around and around Without my feet on the ground Ba da da da da Yeh C'mon
) *Mike Shinoda* Together we made it (you see we did it niggas) We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall (c'mon) Forever we waited
for sure So c'mon and hold me tight You move me Wild thing You make my heart sing You make everything groovy Wild thing Wild thing C'mon, c'mon, wild
bad guy, c'mon prove it c'mon, you think you bad? How bad you are?!-- I'm the nigga of the century -c'mon lets see how bad you are c'mon bad guy! C'
guy, c'mon prove it c'mon, you think you bad? How bad you are?!-- I'm the nigga of the century -c'mon lets see how bad you are c'mon bad guy! C
you heard the news? Intergalactic continental champ, running things Hyperactive instrumental and pulling strings He's just the one who understands when the tides will swing So he's breaking down doors, never following C'mon
Shinoda* Together we made it (you see we did it did it) We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall (c'mon) Forever we waited (haha
c g b7 Em em/d# em a G c g d Chorus 4: C'mon and save me d c em am Why don't you save me c g c If you could save me c c em
man, see we known to spit this) HOT SHIT Hot shit, yeah, yeah, uhh What we spit Jay? (Throw it down nigga) HOT SHIT, uh, yeah, uh, c'mon, yeah (keep
Now drop it down! Drop it down pick up... [Instrumental] You see my whip - Spikin' You know im the shit - Damn Them bottles there - Patron we in the vip - C'mon
{Man to tell you the truth, I just don't wanna go to the club Me too, Long time I C'mon!} Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! This is truly an
yeah yeah) let 'em shine, on C'mon let 'em love (yeah yeah yeah) hey C'mon let 'em love (yeah yeah yeah) hey hey hey yeah C'mon let 'em love (yeah yeah
You can do what you do Leave with them or stay with me and break some rules (Let's break some rules) C'mon girl, you're old enough to choose What's it
We learnin these hoes biology, and obviously, well... Mmm, ain't this some shit, pull up in the c-a D-i, double-l, with ah a-c, a-c hoes They peep
sometimes I be missin you [MJG] I got a tank of gas to burn up, turn up the radio Baby hit your girls, go tell 'em c'mon get ready to go We headed fo
, c'mon prove it C'mon, you think you bad? How bad you are? I'm the nigga of the century C'mon let's see how bad you are C'mon bad guy, c'mon We the
this Mon diggi Yo Stick 'em [mon-diggi] My visions outta focus cause I lit the hocus-pocus All I'm leavin' for you vultures is a couple of cockroaches Mon
