There was a boy ...

Hier soir cétait le conseil de classe ( je suis en 3ème) et 3 personnes ne passent ps ds la classe : (
Je suis dsl pr eux et je dédie donc ce mesage pr eux (je dis ps les prénoms c ps trop gentil)! et surtout a 2 d'entre eux.
Mais faiut ce dire que si ils doivent doubler c ke les prof veulent leur laisser une chance pr refaire une bonne troisième !
Sinon ils les aurait fait kan meme passer si ils étaient ps capable !
Mais bon jai pas a me permettre de parler des autres .
et puis de tte facon qu'est ce que vs en avez a foutre de ma vie !

Voila un site trop bien sur charmed (et oui encore cette série !)
Allez y ca vaut le coup !! Il est récent mais trop génial :
[%a href='http://halliwell-shadow.fr.st/'%]Halliwell-Shadow

Une chanson qui déchire (normal c'est BEP), le seul truc bete c'est que le gars à gauche gahce un peu la photo!!! j'exagère je C


Hey mama
(La la la la la)
Hey mama, this that shit that make you move, mama
Get on the floor and move your booty mama
We the blast masters blastin' up the jamma
(Rewind)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
The way your body look really make me feel naughty
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
The way your body look really make me feel naughty

I got a naughty naughty style and a naughty naughty crew
But everything I do, I do just for you
Im a little bit of Old, and a bigger bit of New
The true niggers know that the peas come thru
We never cease (no), we never die no we never decease (no)
We multiply like we mathamatice
And then drop bombs like we in the middle east
(The bomb bombas, the base boom dramas)
Naw y'all know, who we are
Y'all know, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
And, lookin' hard without bodyguards
(I do) what I can
(Y'all come thru) will I am
And still I stand,
With still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the druma)

Refrain
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(Hey) so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(La la la la la)

We the big town stompas, and and big sound pumpas
The beat bump bumpas in your trunk trunkas
The girlies in the club with the big plump plumpas
And when I'm makin' love, my hip hump humps
It never quits (no) we need to carry 9mm clips(no)
Don't wanna squeeze trigger, just wanna squeeze tuts
(Lubaluba) cause we the show stoppas
And the chief rockas, number one chief rockas
Naw y'all knaw, who we are
Y'all knaw, we the stars
Steady rockin' on y'alls boulevards
How we rockin' it girl, without body guards
She be, Fergie, from the crew
BEP, come and take heed, as we take the lead
(So come on bubba, dance to the druma)

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Yaw) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Wuh) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(Now, now)
Cutie cutie, make sure you move your booty
Shake that thing like we in the city of sin, and
Hey shorty, I know you wanna party
The way your body look really make me feel naughty

But the race is not for the swift
But for who can endure it
And tippa irie and the black eyed peas will be there
Til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti, til infiniti
Tippa is out
Nosa dima shock, nosa dima ting
Everytime you sit there i hear, bling bling
O wata ting, hear blacka sing
Grinding, and winding
And the madda be moving in a perfect timing
And we dance and dance to the dance hall rhythm
And we're really too nice, it finga akin
Like rice and peas and chicken stuffing

Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(Hey) so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that shit that make you groove, mama
(Hey) get on the floor and move your booty mama
(Yaw) we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(La la la la la)