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 8. The Cast Of Cheers
 9. Johnny Cash
 10. Miyavi
 
 1. 21 by Adele
 2. Amor Amarillo by Gustavo Cerati
 3. Take Care by Drake
 4. No Pads, No Helmets...Just Balls by Simple Plan
 5. The Fox by Elton John
 6. Making Mirrors by Gotye
 7. The Vow OST by The National
 8. It's by Teen Top
 9. The Band Perry by The Band Perry
 10. Progress by Ultraspank
 
 1. Lisa by Gustavo Cerati
 2. I'm Just A Kid by Simple Plan
 3. Please Don't Leave Me by Pink
 4. Who Knew by Pink
 5. Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye
 6. Story Of A Free Man - Chapter Three: Serenity by Verse
 7. Mona Lisa by All American Rejects
 8. You Say It Best When You Say Nothing At All by Alison Krauss
 9. Lisa by Burt Bacharach
 10. Carla-Etude by Elton John
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For The Love Lyrics
 
Would you do it for the love?
Would you do it for the love?

Could have left a long time ago fuck it where I’ma go
A brother back in the house, couldn’t let Obama go
Do it ’cause you love a nigga have I felt my mama go
Those who just follow green, they the first kind to go
Being broke and the joke I’m too comical,
7 digits nigga 2 commons hoe,
Make your first million don’t make it your last
Don’t come if you ain’t ready, don’t try to make it too fast
Can’t learn shit if you never make it the class,
Can’t just for psycho it should be place in the trash
I started one more money and a stacy dash
I call that close a house in a place to crash

Pull the Hammer like the camera you don’t wanna face the flash
’cause you lose one of your sons and there’s no replace in that
Let the face as you show be the face that you stash
It’s more what that came from yall know where I came from
It’s all about that boy that call me papi
So I’ma keep making that paper papi
Your swears can never stop me, that try it used to play me
Two lines so you fuck boys polls that not play me
Right from where I left off let’s get back to that real shit
That’s sip back just chill shit, weed packs that I kill shit
I cheat back by trill shit, sweet that I feel shit
I gave you fall and be a kick... some real shit
Who’s fucking with me, I mean Versace bitch
I deep all your hoe you niggas hide your bitch
Like the chain raise grandmother gave em
I got a thing for women I like to missbehaving
You know light bad, mike bad
So I’ma check em when I see em, night add,
’cause in this life things come and go like fast
And I’m that one who’s favourite using like had
I’m in the having shit turning dreams to average shit
Bringing the trophy to the club, dollars maverick shit
Nice, I came from first of the month money
To waking up whenever I want money nice
I chase paper I hunt money,
Make 50 racks I drink PM and calling lunch money
Nice, nigga you stunt money is blunt money
Your bull only got a text back with once from me
And I was what the fuck you want from me
Haha but I know the the fuck she want from me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

You ain’t gotta front for me I know
I know what you want from me I know
I know we all want the money
Only right you’re getting to it,
Question I come to you if
Is what you do it for the love
Would you do it for the love?
Would you do it for the love?
Would you do it for the love?

No, would you do it for the love?
Would you do it for the love? x 4

 
 




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