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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 5:52 pm
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We are the crowd, we're c-comin' out Got my flash on, it's true Need that picture of you It so magical, we'd be so fantastical
Leather and jeans, garage glamorous Not sure what it means But this photo of us it don't have a price Ready for those flashing light 'Cause you know that baby, I
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me Papa, paparazzi Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be Your papa, paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind But I won't stop until that boy is mine Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me Papa, paparazzi
I'll be your girl backstage at your show Velvet ropes and guitars Yeah, cause you're my rock star in between the sets Eyeliner and cigarettes
Shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry It don't have a price, loving you is cherry pie Cause you know that baby, I
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me Papa, paparazzi Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be Your papa, paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind But I won't stop until that boy is mine Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me Papa, paparazzi
Real good, we dance in the studio Snap, snap to that s**t on the radio Don't stop for anyone We're plastic but we still have fun
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me Papa, paparazzi Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be Your papa, paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind But I won't stop until that boy is mine Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me Papa, paparazzi
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 5:55 pm
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Groove slam, work it back Filter that, baby bump that track Groove slam, work it back Filter that, baby bump that track
Groove slam, work it back Space Cowboy just play that track Gaga in the room, so starstruck Cherry cherry cherry cherry, boom boom
Rollin' up to the club on the weekend Stylin' out to the beat that you're freakin' Fantasize on the track that you're tweakin' Blow my heart up
Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader Run it back with original flavor Queue me up, I'm the twelve on your table I'm so starstruck
So starstruck, baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up?
Baby now that we're alone, got a request Would you make me number one on your playlist? Got your dirty headphones with the left side on Wanna scratch it back and forth, back and forth, uhuh
Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader Run it back with original flavor Put the breakdown first Up into the chorus to the verse, bick a bick a reverse
So starstruck, baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up?
Hey, lived all my life really, really is that him? I haven't seen here before, and she got all them big rims It's it like cash flow, my baby don't trip Should shawty say hand over your signature right here
Like a just a dotted line, and I'm supposed to sign How she add it up, a fanatic and I think it's going down She's so starstruck, the gal all stuck I shoulda had an overdose on too many Starbucks
Ain't neva seen a balla, paper that stack taller Stunna soon let the top back on that Chevy impala Hummers and all that fully loaded with two ballers What do you call that when you're shawty with two daughters?
But that's another chapter, slow lover bachelor I don't know me, that's part of the baby actor Complete swagger, there go the dagger Got what she want, shawty happily ever after
I'm so starstruck, baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up?
Groove slam, work it back Filter that, baby bump that track Groove slam, work it back Filter that, baby bump that track
Groove slam, work it back Filter that, baby bump that track Groove slam, work it back Filter that, baby bump that track
Baby now that we're alone, got a request Would you make me number one on your playlist? Got your dirty headphones with the left side on Wanna scratch it back and forth, back and forth, uhuh
Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader Run it back with original flavor Put the breakdown first Up into the chorus to the verse, I'm so, I'm so
Starstruck, baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up?
I'm so, I'm so
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 5:57 pm
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Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah
I wanna hold em like they do in Texas Plays Fold em let em hit me raise it baby stay with me, I love it Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart
Oh, oh, oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah)
I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be A little gambling is fun when you're with me, I love it Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun And baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun, fun
Oh, oh, oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) (Mum mum mum mah) (Mum mum mum mah)
I won't tell you that I love you Kiss or hug you Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin I'm not lying I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunning
Just like a chick in the casino Take your bank before I pay you out I promise this, promise this Check this hand cause I'm marvelous
Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody)
Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody)
Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (She's got to love nobody)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah)
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 5:58 pm
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Let's have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick Let's have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
I wanna kiss you But if I do then I might miss you, babe It's complicated and stupid Got my a** squeezed by sexy Cupid Guess he wants to play, wants to play A love game, a love game
Hold me and love me Just wanna touch you for a minute Maybe three seconds is enough For my heart to quit it
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick Don't think too much just bust that d**k I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
I'm on a mission And it involves some heavy touching, yeah You've indicated your interest, I'm educated in sex, yes And now I want it bad, want it bad A love game, a love game
Hold me and love me Just want touch you for a minute Maybe three seconds is enough For my heart to quit it
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick Don't think too much just bust that d**k I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
I can see you staring there from across the block With a smile on your mouth and your hand on your huh! The story of us, it always starts the same With a boy and a girl and a hump and a game And I came, and I came, and I came, a love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? (Let's have some fun, this beat is sick) Doin' the love game (I wanna take a ride on your disco stick)
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? (Don't think too much just bust that d**k) Doin' the love game (I wanna take a ride on your disco stick) Doin' the love game
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 12:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 2:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 3:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 5:25 pm
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_Loyal-Lilly_ Elgar I have a question involving bitches! xd In 'Bad Romance' is she a "free b***h" or a "freak b***h," baby? free Merci!
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