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martes, 3 de marzo de 2015

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¡Buenas tardes! ¿Qué? ¿Con ganas de escuchar música? ¡Ya lo creo que sí! Hoy, martes, vamos a incluir 6 canciones que puede que no conozcáis. ¡Esperamos que os gusten!




Watching the world
Watching them all go insane
Look at them all
Looking them do evil things
So I go out and dance
Party my problems away
Look at me now
Look at me dancing again
In a club nothing really matters
In a club nothing really matters
In a club nothing really matters
In a club nothing really matters
but the beat
In a club
I rock club light, come out at Night
shot 'til daylight
Hot models my type
Let's go, take flight
Explode dynamite
Disco blacklight
In a club
Party people rocking hardcore in a club
DJ rock the fucking dancefloor in a club
Hot mamas dancing, all alone, in a club
I just came to rock on out, to escape from the world
Watching the world
Watching them all go insane
Look at them all
Looking them do evil things
So I go out and dance
Party my problems away
Look at me now
Look at me dancing again
In a club nothing really matters
In a club nothing really matters
In a club nothing really matters
In a club nothing really matters
but the beat
In a club
Feeling like a star when I walk in the house
DJ spin that record and he burned down the house
Just like MC hammer I'mma turn the motha out
I'mma rock the dancefloor, check me out
I am with all my people, we gon' fuck up the place
I was stressed out, so I had to get away
The world is going mad, I think they gone crazy
So I just gotta break on out
In a club nothing really matters
In a club nothing really matters
In a club nothing really matters
In a club nothing really matters
Drop the beat



Hi, my name is Becky and I approve this message
Get it Becky!
Abra-cadabra call me the mind master.
I cast a spell on every beat, the rabbits out of the hat, huh?
Every shows a new surprise.
I leave them mesmerized.
Got all the fellas hypnotized by all my magic lines.
I'm a magician, yes sí soy un mago.
Si quieres ver mi magia, no mas me dices cuándo.
Soon you'll start to believe.
Open your eyes and see, it's
Austin Mahone and Becky G!
I've got the magic in me.
Every time I touch that track it turns it into gold
Everybody knows I've got the magic in me.
When I hit the floor the girls come snapping at me.
Now everybody wants a blast of magic, magic, magic!
Magic, magic, magic!
Magic, magic, magic!
Ahu!
I've got the magic in me.
I've got some tricks up my sleeve
Just wait and see.
Come a little closer, close your eyes and count to three.
Open, voila! So spectacular!
I even got magic to make the haters disappear.
I've got my rhymes, they're like my special potion.
So when I start to rap them, the whole track starts turning golden.
And now I'm through, it's the end of verse two.
Like bippidy boppidy boo!
I've got the magic in me. (I've got the magic baby!)
Every time I touch that track it turns it into gold. (Yes it turns to gold!)
Everybody knows I've got the magic in me. (I've got the magic, baby!)
When I hit the floor the girls come snapping at me. (They be snapping, baby!)
Now everybody wants a blast of magic, magic, magic!
Magic, magic, magic!
Magic, magic, magic!
Ahu!
I've got the magic in me!
I've got the magic in me!
Magic magic magic
Magic magic magic
Magic magic magic magic ma
I've got the magic in me. (I've got the magic, baby!)
Every time I touch that track it turns it into gold. (Yes it turns to gold!)
Every body knows I've go the magic in me. (I've got the magic, baby!)
When I hit the floor the girls come snapping at me. (They be snapping, baby!)
Everybody wants a blast of magic, magic, magic!
Magic, magic, magic!
Magic, magic, magic!
Ahu!
I've got the magic in me!


(Do, do do, do do, do do)
She's a good girl, she's daddy's favorite
He's saved for Harvard, he knows she'll make it
She's good at school, she's never truant
She can speak French, and I think she's fluent
'Cause every night she studies hard in her room
At least that's what her parents assume
But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend
Here's what she told me the time that I caught 'em
She said to me, forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
Whoa
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
Whoa
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
She's a good girl
A straight A-student
She's really into all that self-improvement
I swear she lives in that library
But if you ask her she'll say,
"That's where you'll find me!"
But if you look then you won't find her there
She may be clever but she just acts too square
'Cause in the back of the room, where nobody looks,
She'll be with her boyfriend, she's not reading books
She said to me, forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
(Do, do do, do do, do do)
Good girls are bad girls and good girls are bad girls!
(Do, do do, do do, do do)
Good girls are bad girls and good girls are bad girls!
She's a good girl, hasn't been caught
She's a good girl, hasn't been caught
She said to me, forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
She said to me, forget what you thought
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
So just turn around and forget what you saw
'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
Whoa
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
Whoa
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
Whoa, whoa
Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

I'll be everywhere, everybody know me
Super, super fresh, what a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy, keep the chickens in check
All these car keys, drive them chickens to my crib
Dru heel, got somebody slipping on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she get a head
I just give the beats, I don't give a bread
'Cause we be in the club
Bottles on deck
And god dammit, god dammit
I'm feeling myself
'Cause I'mma get it all
And I'mma throw it up
Like god dammit, god dammit
I'm feeling myself
Look up in the mirror
The mirror look at me
The mirror be like baby you the sh*t
God dammit you the sh*t
You the sh*t, you the sh*t
God dammit you the sh*t
God dammit you the sh*t
You the sh*t, yes sir
[French Montana]
I be everywhere, everybody know me
Catch me in the club hundred bottles on me
I get busy like a one line
In the drop getting head baby never mind
We gettin' money why you playing with it
Pool in the crib you could land a water plane in it
Slick Rick looking at the mirror
Big Daddy Kane bitch like Shakira
One point five custom made car
Me and Will table looking like the bar
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem
And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin' problem
[will.i.am]
And I don't give a fuck that's my whole M-O
I rock the whole globe with no problemo
Been rocking coats since my first demo
And now I'm banging hoes in the contine-no
And I done seen me slidin' out my dope ride
I open up the doors, suicide
I came from the bottom, the sewer side
I made it to the top cuz I do it fly
Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish
I see the whole game from my third Iris
I tour the whole word like a dirty pirate
To give the whole club some Miley Cyrus
[Miley Cyrus]
Now everybody trippin' like they poppin' molly
Up in the club, is where you find me
I do it real big never do it tiny
If you bout that bullshit please don't remind me
I step in this motherfucker just to make it work
I get on the floor just to make that booty twerk
Shake, shake that as* like a, like an expert
Shake, shake that as* like a, like an expert
I'll be everywhere, everybody know me
Super, super fresh, what a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy, keep the chickens in check (ay)
All these car keys, drive them chickens to my crib (ay)
Jewel heel, got somebody slipping in my bed (ay)
She give me IQ, that mean she get a head
I just give the beats, I don't give a bread
'Cause we be in the club
Bottles on deck
And god dammit, god dammit
I'm feeling myself
'Cause I'mma get it all
And I'mma throw it up
Like god dammit, god dammit
I'm feeling myself
Look up in the mirror
The mirror look at me
The mirror be like baby you the sh*t
God dammit you the sh*t
You the sh*t, you the sh*t
God dammit you the sh*t
God dammit you the sh*t
You the sh*t, yes sir
[Wiz Khalifa]
Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist
Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist
Women in your dreams sleep in my bed
So I don't need your brains I need my ass kissed
But all my homies like give me some head
Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red
Takes shots till our chests burn
We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this let's get it started
The bigger the bill, the bigger you ball
The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star
The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already know
The bigger the bank that's more hoes, nigga
And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes
Coppin' them oldschools and puttin' foriegns on the road
Real talk and if my fuel get low
I roll up another joint take a shot and reload, pow
I'll be everywhere, everybody know me
Super, super fresh, what a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy, keep the chickens in check
All these car keys, drive them chickens to my crib
Dru heel, got somebody slipping in my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she get a head
I just give the beats, so don't give a bread
'Cause we be in the club
Bottles on deck
And god dammit, god dammit
I'm feeling myself
'Cause I'mma get it all
And I'mma throw it up
Like god dammit, god dammit
I'm feeling myself
Look up in the mirror
The mirror look at me
The mirror be like baby you the sh*t
God dammit you the sh*t
You the sh*t, you the sh*t
God dammit you the sh*t
God dammit you the sh*t
You the sh*t, yes sir


Twerk It Like Miley (Brandon Beal ft. Christopher)


(Verse)
Hey, girl, this yo song, let's see that padonkadondon
I'mma try to do the things that you don't
Baby, it's yo party, I just wanna play
What's that sound? What's that thang that's got me like wow?
I'm tryna beat beat it up twelve rounds
Girl, look at that body, I just gotta say

(Pre-Chorus)
When you back back back back back it up
And you drop it down low
And you pick pick pick pick pick it up
Girl, I'm ready to blow
I'mma stack stack stack stack stack it up
And I'm spending it all
When I throw throw throw throw it up

(Chorus x6)
Start twerkin' like Miley

(Verse)
You got everybody in this club lookin' at you girl
How you move that thing from side to side
Fuck everybody in this club, cause I got you girl
I'mma tell you what's goin' down tonight
Girl, it's gon' rain, that's that sound
That's that shit that's got you like wow
And would you let me beat beat twelve rounds
Baby, look at that body, I just gotta say

(Pre-Chorus)
You back back back back back it up
And you drop it down low
And you pick pick pick pick pick it up
Girl, I'm ready to blow
I'mma stack stack stack stack stack it up
And I'm spending it all
When I throw throw throw throw it up


(Chorus x3)
Start twerkin' like Miley

I know you wore them jeans
so I can see that thong thong thong thong thong
thong thong thong thong thong
pop it like Miley
And don't forget that tongue tongue tongue tongue
tongue tongue tongue tongue tongue tongue

Twenty more shots then I pass out
but that's what I'm aiming for
Baby, let me drown
when I wake up, I'm still in the club
Looking at the DJ, like turn my shit up, oh

So when the beat beat beat beat beat drops
get your ass on the floor
Start twerk it like Miley
Start twerk it like Miley
Start twerk it like Miley
Start twerk it like Miley
Right beside me
GO


Better Together (Fifth Harmony)


When we were together
We were just strangers
I was just playing around
So I didn't wanna work it out
No, I didn't wanna work it out
Thought something was missing
We were too different
Baby I'm a-looking back now
And I really should've worked it out
Yeah, I really should've worked it out
Because now that you're gone and I sleep alone
I can't help it, I want you back 'cause I
Boy I miss you, said I really do, boy I miss you
Now I understand that we're better together
Boy I miss you, said I really really do, boy I miss you
Now I understand that we're better together
We're better, we're better, we're better, we're better, we're better,
You know we're better together
We're better, we're better, we're better, we're better, we're better,
You know we're better together
I'm watching you with her, thinking I had you
How was I ever so dumb?
Boy I should've known that you're the one
Boy I should've known that you're the one
So, if it's not too late,
I just wanna know babe
And tell me ever we could still run
'Cause I finally know that you're the one
Yeah, I really know that you're the one
Because now that you're gone and I sleep alone
I can't help it, I want you back 'cause I
Boy I miss you, said I really do, boy I miss you
Now I understand that we're better together
Boy I miss you, said I really really do, boy I miss you
Now I understand that we're better together
We're better, we're better, we're better, we're better, we're better,
You know we're better together
We're better, we're better, we're better, we're better, we're better,
You know we're better together
And now that you're gone and I sleep alone
I can't help it, I want you back 'cause I
We're better, we're better, we're better, we're better, we're better,
You know we're better together
We're better, we're better, we're better, we're better, we're better,
You know we're better together
Boy I miss you, said I really do, boy I miss you
Now I understand that we're better together
Boy I miss you, said I really really do, boy I miss you
Now I understand that we're better together
We're better, we're better, we're better, we're better, we're better,
You know we're better together
We're better, we're better, we're better, we're better, we're better,
You know we're better together


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