Si te gusta el juego, si quieres apostar Perder, ganar lo mismo a mi me da Poniendo la mesa el vaso lleno está De punta en blanco y no podes respirar El ass de espadas El ass de espadas El ass de espadas El ass de espadas Truco y retruco, jugando con dolor Serpientes de copas, la reina ya murió Presionando a fondo esta el calor Doble o nada el diablo ya jugó. El ass de espadas El ass de espadas El ass de espadas El ass de espadas Nací para perder, morí al amanecer O soy cacique o rey así me gusta ser. El ass de espadas
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (hey) She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Hey, I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go This crazy all night, spending my dough Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go Them birthday cakes, they stole the show So sexual She was flexible, professional Drinkin' X and O Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I-, whoa I was on it, sexy woman Let me showin', and make me want it Two in the morning, I'm zoned in Them Rosay bottles foaming Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (hey) She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Hey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home? My jeans filled with guap and they ready for shones Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy grown Patron on the rocks that'll make your moan One stack c'mon, two stacks c'mon, three stacks c'mon Now that's three grand What you think I'm playin'? Baby-girl, I'm the man I invented rubber bands She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shawty did that pop and lock Had to break her off that guap AND DON’T FORGET THE JOKER --guitar solo-- Whoa, shawty, yeah she was worth the money Lil' mama took my cash And I ain't want it back The way she bent that back Got all them paper stacks Tattoo above her crack I had to handle that I was on it, sexy woman Let me showin', and make me want it Two in the morning, I'm zoned in Them Rosay bottles foaming She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shawty did that pop and lock Had to break her off that guap Gal was fly just like my Glock Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor. Hit tha floor!
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (hey) She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Hey, I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go This crazy all night, spending my dough Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go Them birthday cakes, they stole the show So sexual She was flexible, professional Drinkin' X and O Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I-, whoa I was on it, sexy woman Let me showin', and make me want it Two in the morning, I'm zoned in Them Rosay bottles foaming Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (hey) She hit the floor (she hit the floor) Next thing you know Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low Hey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home? My jeans filled with guap and they ready for shones Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy grown Patron on the rocks that'll make your moan One stack c'mon, two stacks c'mon, three stacks c'mon Now that's three grand What you think I'm playin'? Baby-girl, I'm the man I invented rubber bands She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shawty did that pop and lock Had to break her off that guap AND DON’T FORGET THE JOKER --guitar solo-- Whoa, shawty, yeah she was worth the money Lil' mama took my cash And I ain't want it back The way she bent that back Got all them paper stacks Tattoo above her crack I had to handle that I was on it, sexy woman Let me showin', and make me want it Two in the morning, I'm zoned in Them Rosay bottles foaming She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shawty did that pop and lock Had to break her off that guap Gal was fly just like my Glock Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans) Boots with the fur (with the fur) The whole club was lookin' at her She hit the floor. Hit tha floor!
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Everithing louder than everithing else
Thanks Lemmy RIP.. saw you at Portsmouth.. awesome..
Just thought I'd give it a go.. mine was awe.ful....
Great song
awesome!!!!
Awesome!
Is this the official recording by Mötörhead, but, without the lyrics?...
If so, how did you find this version?...
Probably used a software to remove the vocals
Si te gusta el juego, si quieres apostar
Perder, ganar lo mismo a mi me da
Poniendo la mesa el vaso lleno está
De punta en blanco y no podes respirar
El ass de espadas
El ass de espadas
El ass de espadas
El ass de espadas
Truco y retruco, jugando con dolor
Serpientes de copas, la reina ya murió
Presionando a fondo esta el calor
Doble o nada el diablo ya jugó.
El ass de espadas
El ass de espadas
El ass de espadas
El ass de espadas
Nací para perder, morí al amanecer
O soy cacique o rey así me gusta ser.
El ass de espadas
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin' at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (hey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Hey, I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go
This crazy all night, spending my dough
Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go
Them birthday cakes, they stole the show
So sexual
She was flexible, professional
Drinkin' X and O
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I-, whoa
I was on it, sexy woman
Let me showin', and make me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zoned in
Them Rosay bottles foaming
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin' at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (hey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Hey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home?
My jeans filled with guap and they ready for shones
Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patron on the rocks that'll make your moan
One stack c'mon, two stacks c'mon, three stacks c'mon
Now that's three grand
What you think I'm playin'? Baby-girl, I'm the man
I invented rubber bands
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
AND DON’T FORGET THE JOKER
--guitar solo--
Whoa, shawty, yeah she was worth the money
Lil' mama took my cash
And I ain't want it back
The way she bent that back
Got all them paper stacks
Tattoo above her crack
I had to handle that
I was on it, sexy woman
Let me showin', and make me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zoned in
Them Rosay bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
Gal was fly just like my Glock
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin' at her
She hit the floor. Hit tha floor!
Joke Random- Is this the official recording by Motörhead, but, without the lyrics?...
If so, how did you find this version?...
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Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin' at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (hey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Hey, I ain't never seen nothin' that'll make me go
This crazy all night, spending my dough
Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go
Them birthday cakes, they stole the show
So sexual
She was flexible, professional
Drinkin' X and O
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I-, whoa
I was on it, sexy woman
Let me showin', and make me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zoned in
Them Rosay bottles foaming
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin' at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (hey)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Hey, shawty, what I gotta do to get you home?
My jeans filled with guap and they ready for shones
Cadillacs, Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patron on the rocks that'll make your moan
One stack c'mon, two stacks c'mon, three stacks c'mon
Now that's three grand
What you think I'm playin'? Baby-girl, I'm the man
I invented rubber bands
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
AND DON’T FORGET THE JOKER
--guitar solo--
Whoa, shawty, yeah she was worth the money
Lil' mama took my cash
And I ain't want it back
The way she bent that back
Got all them paper stacks
Tattoo above her crack
I had to handle that
I was on it, sexy woman
Let me showin', and make me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zoned in
Them Rosay bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
Gal was fly just like my Glock
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was lookin' at her
She hit the floor. Hit tha floor!