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The Motorola F3 has captured the market with its slim and sleek designing. With a thickness of just 9mm, it has attracted onlookers at first sight. This slim phone is a compact with easy to use functions. The phone comes in a candy-bar styled design.
This slim phone is studded with great looks and an advanced collection of multimedia features. The basic handset from Motorola offers features that are easy to operate. With its simplicity and affordability, the phone is considered as the best choice among users who want to opt for a simple usage. The handset is incredibly user-friendly as it is not incorporated with highly technical features.
The F3 is slim phone that measures 114 mm in height and 47mm in width and weighs only 70 grams including the battery. The phone comes in a choice of three colours namely black, blue and red. The sound on the Motorola F3 adds an element of fun and life to the phone. The user can enjoy polyphonic tones to set his ringtone. The user can activate vibration mode to skip the ringtones. The phone store history of 20 dialled, missed and received calls.
The handset also features basic functions like clock, alarm and speaker phone. The massaging feature of the phone is very simple. It allows the users to create, send and receive messages on same or other networks. This is backed with the dual network that allows users to enjoy seamless connectivity. It can be said that the F3 works well as it switches between GSM 900 & GSM 1800 bands. With the full battery charged, the handset offers four and half hours of talk time with up to 300 hours of stand by time.
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Sind suojelet, ei meitd kukaan voita

Ja sind suutelet, vaikka oon tehnyt vddrin

Sinun kanssasi en ole milloinkaan yksi, jeeh

Hitaasti ja askel askeleelta

Mind palaan kiinni sinuun

Kuin kotiin pitkdn matkan jdlkeen

Mind tarvitsen sinut nostamaan mut pintaan

Kun paine pohjassa taas alkaa rutistaa rintaa

Sinun kanssasi on minun maailmani valmis

Tartu tiukemmin

Hitaasti ja askel askeleelta

Mind palaan kiinni sinuun

Kuin kotiin pitkdn matkan jdlkeen

Hitaasti ja askel askeleelta

Mind palaan kiinni sinuun

Kuin kotiin pitkdn matkan jdlkeen

Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo…

Hitaasti ja askel askeleelta

Mind palaan kiinni sinuun

Kuin kotiin pitkdn matkan jdlkeen

Hitaasti ja askel askeleelta

Mind palaan kiinni sinuun

Kuin kotiin pitkdn matkan jdlkeen

Hitaasti ja askel askeleelta

Mind palaan kiinni sinuun

Kuin kotiin pitkdn matkan jdlkeen

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there’s ovation

right at the bar at the railroad station

And there’s a story,

a kind of fable

All the court at the corner table

On it is a message, been there some time

It starts off, “The coffee tasted so fine.”

It says, “One day

this may find you.

These few words may just remind you.

“We sat here together just to pass time

and you said how the coffee tasted so fine.”

It goes on to

say, “I love you.

If you find this I must hear from you.”

It gives a number,but the name

has faded away

All that is left are just the words,

“Maybe someday.”

Well, that’s the story

and her fable

Never leave alone from a corner table

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So you found yourself a killer

The one with blue eyes

I guess the bloodstains on the blanket don’t lie

Well I guess I saw it comin’

Like a boy I just kept runnin’

But through this crime I have survived

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They’re gonna hang you from the cypress tree

The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing

Yeah they’re gonna hang you from the cypress tree

Tell me now do you believe?

Glory Hallelujah

I raise my glass up to you

And I bow my head with utmost respect

But I think it’s only fair to warn you

That there’s a storm that’s coming up on you

And like the wind and the rain

My words are direct

Chorus

It’s a funny word ‘friends’

You get beginnings and you got ends

I guess I’ll see you when we’re ashes again

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Sole’

Bitch Brigade comin

Throw ‘em up throw ‘em up now

1 - Wanna Iy yi yi tonight

See me make a nigga mine mine mine tonight

See ya check ya nigga, why why why tonight

Make a nigga dump a hoe for this

Roll with this

Get up in it

Repeat 1

The shower when the phone rings lookin for me

Now that figures

Then the door bell, who could it be?

It’s my niggas

Wanna get up in my closet and floss it

Make a move never used but i’m grabbin and tossin

Comin too, still new, but I’m lookin fo shoes

To rock wit it

Get the tightest jeans, Gucci the theme

Lock wit it

Little panties but I’m ditchin the bra

No back in it

Got the tightest strings know what I mean

No slack in it

Yell for KC, see if she ready

Let’s ride

Hear my other girls pull in the drive

Outside

Last brace, see the angel will last

All night

Check the locks, blow this nigga a kiss

From last night

Get my keys and I’m droppin the top

S K

Blowin in the wind, wavin or not

Parlay

With the range and the six in the rear

It’s all woman, we stunnin

Niggas runnin, my Bitch Brigade comin

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Repeat 1

Roll with nothin but the finest of bitches

In my crew

Havin niggas throw the finest of riches

At my crew

Hit the club, ain’t no standin in line

Stroll through

Have to shut it down so the Brigade

Can roll through

Sayin nothin and these niggas is sweatin

Come wit it

Know they want the ass, Watchin ‘em bettin

On who get it

It’s a no go, if you no dough

Fo-get it

Don’t like, you can roll the fuck out

Or roll wit it

‘Bout 5 of the finest you seen

In yo life

Make you question why the ho that you wit

Is yo wife

At the bar, niggas spillin they drinks

On they slacks

Comin through, we just stoppin they women

In they tracks

Entourage, lookin like we a page

In Playboy

Hear me flow sick, knowin that

I’mma stay, boy

It’s Sole’, what I’m sayin for us

Ya pay, boy

Pocahontas and my Indian bitches

Don’t play, boy

Repeat 1

Repeat 1

Pack it up, now we leavin the club

Let’s ride

Screamin niggas follow closely behind

Outside

Time to go, leave ‘em wonderin why

Dreams die

Thought you come wit me, heard it from who?

Damn lie

Got to take it home, workin tomorrow

Laced track

Puttin it down, me and Santa forever

Blazed that

Hit the door, and my nigga is waitin

I’m wit that

Put it on him like a champ

And ya never forget that

Repeat 1 to fade

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the you recoil when i get close

and oh the awful grin

that greets me

when i know i’m wrong

so down on hand and knees

choking gasping dripping spit

i just can’t make good

on any of these promises

then he asked me

what does that mean

what’s another word for desperate

repitition

makes an impression

what’s another word for desperate

i won’t be around here for too very long

so tip the bottle back

bubble foam

and watch it break

we can all be sure

something awful’s comin this way

so take this medicine

in measured doses

take you time

cause they’ll tear into you

they will they will

they will they will

then he asked me

what does that mean

what’s another word for desperate

repitition

makes an impression

what’s another word for desperate

i won’t be around here for too very long

i won’t be around here for too very long

and they’ll tear into you

they will they will

they will they will

take it apart

let it all go

holding it back

it’s all just so

why did i care

how did it go

wait for awhile

and i guess that

i won’t be around here for too very long

i won’t be around here for too very long

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