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Here are a few of the songs that have been on XM over the last little bit:
The white strips - Seven nation army
Black eyed Pea's - Where is the love
Audioslave - three or so good songs
Evenessance - going under
Linkin Park - faint
Hot action cop - fever for the flava
Wes
The white strips - Seven nation army
Black eyed Pea's - Where is the love
Audioslave - three or so good songs
Evenessance - going under
Linkin Park - faint
Hot action cop - fever for the flava
Wes
Last edited by Wes on Wed Jul 30, 2003 6:59 pm, edited 1 time in total.
"There is no secret ingredient"
Po, the kung fu panda
Po, the kung fu panda
From hot action cop's single Fever for the flava:
Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie
Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky
You my electrical lip balm flava
I gotta do ya until the next song saves ya
And can I get a little zip zip lookie lookie
Can I get a little uh uh nookie nookie
Hey whatcha say, it doesn’t matter anyway
You won’t do another ’cause you’re getting with me
She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
And did I mention, hey pay attention
Gonna take that bootie to the nudie dimension
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Chorus]
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty shy whoap
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty fly whoap
What do I have to say to get inside girl what do I have to say
Can I get a little yum, yum kitty kitty
Just a little sumthin sumthin itty bitty
Do you wanna get triple x groovie
Gimme gimme some of that kinda movie
And let me spin ya like a record wicky wicky
Let me get you butt naked licky licky
Here we go yo here’s the scenario
Gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio
Ya got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
I’m your lovey dovey bedtime playa
Call me the super sexy boogie man slayer
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Repeat Chorus]
I got the fever for the flava of a cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!
Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie
Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky
You wanna suck it like a bong hit wacky
You gotta be my First Lady Jackie
She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Let’s party hardy and rock n’ roll
We drink Bacardi and smoke a bowl
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Repeat Chorus]
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!
Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie
Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky
You my electrical lip balm flava
I gotta do ya until the next song saves ya
And can I get a little zip zip lookie lookie
Can I get a little uh uh nookie nookie
Hey whatcha say, it doesn’t matter anyway
You won’t do another ’cause you’re getting with me
She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
And did I mention, hey pay attention
Gonna take that bootie to the nudie dimension
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Chorus]
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty shy whoap
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty fly whoap
What do I have to say to get inside girl what do I have to say
Can I get a little yum, yum kitty kitty
Just a little sumthin sumthin itty bitty
Do you wanna get triple x groovie
Gimme gimme some of that kinda movie
And let me spin ya like a record wicky wicky
Let me get you butt naked licky licky
Here we go yo here’s the scenario
Gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio
Ya got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
I’m your lovey dovey bedtime playa
Call me the super sexy boogie man slayer
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Repeat Chorus]
I got the fever for the flava of a cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!
Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie
Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky
You wanna suck it like a bong hit wacky
You gotta be my First Lady Jackie
She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Let’s party hardy and rock n’ roll
We drink Bacardi and smoke a bowl
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Repeat Chorus]
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!
"There is no secret ingredient"
Po, the kung fu panda
Po, the kung fu panda
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Pig In A Pen
by the Stanley Brothers
I got a pig at home in a pen corn to feed 'im on
All I need is a pretty little girl to feed 'im when I'm gone.
Goin' on the mountain to sow a little cane
Raise a barrel of Sorghum sweet lil' Liza Jane.
Black cloud's a-risin' surest sign of rain
Get the old grey bonnet on Little Liza Jane.
Yonder comes that gal of mine how you think I know
Can tell by that Gingham gown hangin' down so low.
Bake them biscuits baby bake 'em good n' brown
When you get them biscuits baked we're Alabamy bound.
How can you not like a song like that?
by the Stanley Brothers
I got a pig at home in a pen corn to feed 'im on
All I need is a pretty little girl to feed 'im when I'm gone.
Goin' on the mountain to sow a little cane
Raise a barrel of Sorghum sweet lil' Liza Jane.
Black cloud's a-risin' surest sign of rain
Get the old grey bonnet on Little Liza Jane.
Yonder comes that gal of mine how you think I know
Can tell by that Gingham gown hangin' down so low.
Bake them biscuits baby bake 'em good n' brown
When you get them biscuits baked we're Alabamy bound.
How can you not like a song like that?
Do Not Spray Next 300 Feet