Four or five times a year, I came across a piece for the calibrated radio and I like it.
The thing with the big prod "car park champion" in the chorus and Burberry baguouzes the trick for young screaming idiots who just still pierce my old breastplate snobbish. I
kiffe spite of myself. But i like to
donf my old accursed race.
Joy yet able to share something with the kids cross the street, in all sincerity, with ease. LOL too ptdr, whatever.
Recently, I made several pleasant surprises that I've shared with you:
- Estelle. I found his super single "Free " a few years ago ... She returns with a look "new soul", the featuring of Guedin (genus Kanye West, the devil too). The single return is not bad at all with his big bass disco very deaf, despite some text could qualify in Atlanta.
- More bubbly and a bit more vulgar, the ravishing Kid Sister (who shows her armpits above) looks more convincing as the American response to the scene "grime" English. Finally the big clubby electro sounds in hip-hop mainstream in the U.S. ... His singles are bitch to perfection but disarmingly effective.
And of course, a Chavette singing "Pro-Nails " had every chance to convince a fan of My Nail .
The thing that made me most plexus upside remains the incredible " Beeper" by Sinden & the Count on which the sista has just been invited.
is fat but is good as a sandwich with the squeegee with butter and bologna.
tampire And if we limit tecktonik .
- Otherwise, in the tasteful stuff guaranteed by opinion leaders in Paris, I must say "Let's Make Out " by Does It Offend You Yeah me break five slats of my sack and
"That's not my name" the Ting Tings to loop in my marriage if I were to marry soon.
- the radius of discovery, finally: my brother (who lag behind in the VIP) me part of the group's existence Bumblebeez which the clip is amusing, and whose song "Dr. Love" recalls the most lavish hours Happy Mondays.
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