Lyrics:
Latin Songs

I can't sing no more So, Latin America is hot Latin America is hard you and me are hot dogs you and me are sick fucks Latin America's hot Latin America

WILL.I.AM From Delaware to Tennesse to Hawaii From mountain tops We have dreams from sea to shining sea and now here we are FAITH HILL We have come

Amigo e coisa pra se guardar Debaixo de sete chaves Dentro do corarcao Assim falava a cancao Que na America ouvi Mas quem cantava chorou Ao ver seu amigo

prostate Buyacka got bullets big enough to move ya car Land cruisers 18 wheelers we do it tied Just let it happen, I prefer violence instead of rappin' Fuckin' wit this Latin

is like a dangerous storm The way we perform, it's a whole new arena We raise the stakes while you follow the leader This song's a heater, long live

Artist: Aceyalone Album: Accepted Eclectic Song: Rappers Rappers Rappers Typed by: jostmatt@bluewin.ch (What I mean is basically there's no one The

actions of your own success You won't be successful You gotta know your own formula, your own ingredients What made you, you 1987, I was at the Latin

' satisfaction An' it's bound to happen like Latin's goin' platinum Now we in it lookin' for the big peso An' my song inspired by Elvis Crespo An' we

the things they did in an attempt to make the church more commercial was to introduce the vern R into portions of the mass, to replace latin, and to