Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This winter was as cold as you and I
I know you're home, hoping I'm alright
How many times have I left you in the deep?
I don't ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Miley Cyrus
You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
Sail away, kill off the hours
You belong somewhere you feel free
Run away, find you a lover
Go away somewhere all ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Miley Cyrus
Welcome back to Sports Chat
I'm standing here with two fellas who are having a heck of a year
The Bash Brothers
At this point, guys, I think everyone knows who you are
But just in ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Lonely Island
She said she wanna fuck me with my uniform on
She grabbed me by the bat, now it's going, going, gone
I never finish sex 'cause I'm so juiced out
But she nutted three times then we ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Lonely Island
Well, "The Bash" started with myself and José Canseco
Uh, we were matching forearms one day in the clubhouse
And, uh, we decided instead of giving a high five we would bash our fo...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Lonely Island
[Verse 1: Andy Samberg, Akiva Schaffer]Step into my crib, everything smell like CoolwaterAnd if you come into mine you know it's Drakkar NoirNow have a seat on this couch made of h...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Lonely Island
Walk in the party with my dick in my hand
Then straight to the bathroom with my dick in my hand
You wanna step up? I got the brick in my hand
Then leave your ass face down with my ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Lonely Island
Ah, The Oakland Coliseum
Its's 1988 and the season's going well
I'm at the height of my career
So why do I feel sad?
These days don't recognize my own face in the mirror
I'm a mon...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Lonely Island
Picture this, we up in the Gold's Gym pumpin'
Perfecting the science of straight lifting somethin'
On your mark, get set, we rippin' a rep
Gonna spray the whole bench press up with...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Lonely Island
Got Oakleys on my face to keep the sun from coming in
I'm swinging at the ball and that's a double homonym
Ain't no one that can touch me, I got trouble cuddlin'
In the forty-forty...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Lonely Island