The flyweight champion of the world
Time has come
hey girl

Take it to the back of the club
don't take it the wrong way
I've been checking that ass
and if you give me the chance
I ain't gon' play

I really wanna getta know ya
that's what I told ya
girl you know I don't play
I wanna put it in ya OW!
You better do what the song say

Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Move that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Move that ass before you throw it on me

I got so many broads
like cars
different two or three in the same day
I wanna park my
walk in the park with a spark
with the same damn thing
So many chickens
and they callin' my name all night

God damn baby
Niggas just hate me
cause the girls wanna throw they thing on me
like it's okay!

Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Move that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Move that ass before you throw it on me

From the look at that ass
you probably a gold digger
but I ain't Kanye
Babygirl you on the right track
but you goin' the wrong way
And when we're through with the party
girl I got a game that we gon' play
And by tomorrow I'll be on the highway
Hey!

Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Move that ass before you throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Ah just throw it on me
Move that ass before you throw it on me

the fucking blues

Mas afinal o que é a crise?

A crise é quando não existe dinheiro para os canais de televisão investirem no humor e assim colocam o quim roscas a apresentar o programa da tarde com a julia pinheiro.

Sorry is the fool who trades his soul for a corvette.
Thinks he'll get the girl he'll only get the mechanic.
What's missing? He's living a day he'll soon forget.

That's one more time around. The sun is going down.
The moon is out but he's drunk and shouting.
Putting people down. He's pissing. He's living a day he'll soon forget.

Counts his money every morning. The only thing that keeps him horny.
Locked in a giant house that's alarming.
The townsfolk they all laugh.

Sorry is the fool who trades his love for hi-rise rent.
Seem the more you make equals the loneliness you get.
And it's fitting. He's barely living a day he'll soon forget.

That's one more time around and there is not a sound.
He's lying dead clutching Benjamins. Never put the money down.
He's stiffening. We're all whistling a man we'll soon forget.

Happy VDay!

tipo...o que?

«Só fiz dois erros na minha carreira. O primeiro foi quando jogava no Ajax e mordi um jogador. O segundo foi quando mordi Ivanovic», afirmou Luis Suarez, em declarações ao The Sun.

E é assim que o Mr Jeccus the first nunca chega atrasado ao trabalho...

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2544088/Waking-just-got-fun-70-alarm-clock-doubles-VIBRATOR.html

Buena Vista Social Club

. . . walk on by ...

"O militante da oposição ucraniana Dmytro Boulatov, raptado há uma semana durante as manifestações em Kiev, foi torturado e está agora em, casa sob detenção domiciliária, informou hoje o Ministério do Interior. Boulatov era procurado desde 24 de janeiro por «suspeita de organização de tumultos em massa», o que motivou a sua colocação sob prisão preventiva, esclarece o Ministério do Interior. Dmytro Boulatov apresenta agressões em todo o corpo, foi sujeito a torturas, que incluíram o corte de uma orelha, o arranque de unhas e crucificação, e abandonado num bosque para morrer ao frio. Perante o estado de saúde em Boulatov o juiz de instrução solicitou ao tribunal que o confinasse à sua casa enquanto espera julgamento. " in Abola