U-way
[chorus]2x
So how we do it when we do it shawty, u-waayyy
That billy dee got me slizzard like, u-waayyy
We hit the club, make dem folks scream, u-waayyy
It's attic crew, let me hear you holla u-waayyy
[sean paul]
Youngbloodz, back on mo' time
Wanna get yo billy dee, ya know i got mine
Gettin the club crunk, damn near drunk
Roll wit 45, 12 peeves in my trunk
Give ya what ya want shawty, got what ya need
First some billy dee, second drank hennessee
Center of attention, all eyes are on me
Oh, that's sean paul a.k.a. sean grease
Oh, nevermind him 'cause he always on that soft
And roll wit a group of felons that'll rip you off
He slum as hell, seven golds in his mouth
He slizzard as hell, always hollin 'bout the south
And every week at the club he always get kicked out
I really think they hatin, tell me what is this about
But everything good, 'cause we gon' keep it crunk
And colt 45 gon' forever get drunk
[chorus]2x
[j-bo]
Okay, one mo' time, ya'll folk know how we do it
Get in the club, make the crowd go u-way
It aint no thang shawty, get right to it
And see i'm gone on that get right fluid
[sean paul]
I say, ohh lord, liquor and draw
Cadillacs and vogues against whitewalls
Ohh lord, look at these broads
Wanna holla 'cause i ride vogues and whitewalls
[chorus]2x
[j-bo]
From the jump, we gon' keep this thang crunk, yes indeed
Youngbloodz, attic crew, (u-waayyy) is what it be
See we guaranteed to shakem' off and throw 'em off
Now get it, get it shawty, what's up, now get 'em off
As we take you off and break you off one mo' gen
That's how we do it when we do it partna, in the wind
Wit 50 mo' attic fools shawty, steppin in
We to the ground wit this thang partna, 'til the end
Off in the club gettin slizzard shawty is what we do
Just like you cut dat bougie ho, yeah i done cut her too
Forever who from what we do, so we's against da grain
I am i, he is he and together we gon' regain and entertain
So get on up and just bounce
Wit the hump-ta-hump off in the trunk, so just bounce
Now come on and jump on befo' you get left
This aint nothin you wanna miss, so now it's on to the next
[chorus]6x
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U-Way (How We Do It)
[Chorus]2x
So how we do it when we do it shawty, U-WAAYYY
That Billy Dee got me slizzard like, U-WAAYYY
We hit the club, make dem folks scream, U-WAAYYY
It's Attic Crew, let me hear you holla U-WAAYYY
[Sean Paul]
Youngbloodz, back on mo' time
Wanna get yo Billy Dee, ya know I got mine
Gettin the club crunk, damn near drunk
Roll wit 45, 12 Peeves in my trunk
Give ya what ya want shawty, got what ya need
First some Billy Dee, second drank Hennessee
Center of attention, all eyes are on me
Oh, that's Sean Paul a.k.a. Sean Grease
Oh, nevermind him 'cause he always on that soft
And roll wit a group of felons that'll rip you off
He slum as hell, seven golds in his mouth
He slizzard as hell, always hollin 'bout the south
And every week at the club he always get kicked out
I really think they hatin, tell me what is this about
But everything good, 'cause we gon' keep it crunk
And Colt 45 gon' forever get drunk
[Chorus]2x
[J-Bo]
Okay, one mo' time, ya'll folk know how we do it
Get in the club, make the crowd go U-Way
It aint no thang shawty, get right to it
And see I'm gone on that get right fluid
[Sean Paul]
I say, ohh lord, liquor and draw
Cadillacs and Vogues against whitewalls
Ohh lord, look at these broads
Wanna holla 'cause I ride Vogues and whitewalls
[Chorus]2x
[J-Bo]
From the jump, we gon' keep this thang crunk, yes indeed
Youngbloodz, Attic Crew, (U-WAAYYY) is what it be
See we guaranteed to shakem' off and throw 'em off
Now get it, get it shawty, what's up, now get 'em off
As we take you off and break you off one mo' gen
That's how we do it when we do it partna, in the wind
Wit 50 mo' Attic Fools shawty, steppin in
We to the ground wit this thang partna, 'til the end
Off in the club gettin slizzard shawty is what we do
Just like you cut dat bougie ho, yeah I done cut her too
Forever who from what we do, so we's against da grain
I am I, he is he and together we gon' regain and entertain
So get on up and just bounce
Wit the hump-ta-hump off in the trunk, so just bounce
Now come on and jump on befo' you get left
This aint nothin you wanna miss, so now it's on to the next
[Chorus]6x
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U-way
[chorus]2x
So how we do it when we do it shawty, u-waayyy
That billy dee got me slizzard like, u-waayyy
We hit the club, make dem folks scream, u-waayyy
It's attic crew, let me hear you holla u-waayyy
[sean paul]
Youngbloodz, back on mo' time
Wanna get yo billy dee, ya know i got mine
Gettin the club crunk, damn near drunk
Roll wit 45, 12 peeves in my trunk
Give ya what ya want shawty, got what ya need
First some billy dee, second drank hennessee
Center of attention, all eyes are on me
Oh, that's sean paul a.k.a. sean grease
Oh, nevermind him 'cause he always on that soft
And roll wit a group of felons that'll rip you off
He slum as hell, seven golds in his mouth
He slizzard as hell, always hollin 'bout the south
And every week at the club he always get kicked out
I really think they hatin, tell me what is this about
But everything good, 'cause we gon' keep it crunk
And colt 45 gon' forever get drunk
[chorus]2x
[j-bo]
Okay, one mo' time, ya'll folk know how we do it
Get in the club, make the crowd go u-way
It aint no thang shawty, get right to it
And see i'm gone on that get right fluid
[sean paul]
I say, ohh lord, liquor and draw
Cadillacs and vogues against whitewalls
Ohh lord, look at these broads
Wanna holla 'cause i ride vogues and whitewalls
[chorus]2x
[j-bo]
From the jump, we gon' keep this thang crunk, yes indeed
Youngbloodz, attic crew, (u-waayyy) is what it be
See we guaranteed to shakem' off and throw 'em off
Now get it, get it shawty, what's up, now get 'em off
As we take you off and break you off one mo' gen
That's how we do it when we do it partna, in the wind
Wit 50 mo' attic fools shawty, steppin in
We to the ground wit this thang partna, 'til the end
Off in the club gettin slizzard shawty is what we do
Just like you cut dat bougie ho, yeah i done cut her too
Forever who from what we do, so we's against da grain
I am i, he is he and together we gon' regain and entertain
So get on up and just bounce
Wit the hump-ta-hump off in the trunk, so just bounce
Now come on and jump on befo' you get left
This aint nothin you wanna miss, so now it's on to the next
[chorus]6x
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U-Way (How We Do It)
[Chorus]2x
So how we do it when we do it shawty, U-WAAYYY
That Billy Dee got me slizzard like, U-WAAYYY
We hit the club, make dem folks scream, U-WAAYYY
It's Attic Crew, let me hear you holla U-WAAYYY
[Sean Paul]
Youngbloodz, back on mo' time
Wanna get yo Billy Dee, ya know I got mine
Gettin the club crunk, damn near drunk
Roll wit 45, 12 Peeves in my trunk
Give ya what ya want shawty, got what ya need
First some Billy Dee, second drank Hennessee
Center of attention, all eyes are on me
Oh, that's Sean Paul a.k.a. Sean Grease
Oh, nevermind him 'cause he always on that soft
And roll wit a group of felons that'll rip you off
He slum as hell, seven golds in his mouth
He slizzard as hell, always hollin 'bout the south
And every week at the club he always get kicked out
I really think they hatin, tell me what is this about
But everything good, 'cause we gon' keep it crunk
And Colt 45 gon' forever get drunk
[Chorus]2x
[J-Bo]
Okay, one mo' time, ya'll folk know how we do it
Get in the club, make the crowd go U-Way
It aint no thang shawty, get right to it
And see I'm gone on that get right fluid
[Sean Paul]
I say, ohh lord, liquor and draw
Cadillacs and Vogues against whitewalls
Ohh lord, look at these broads
Wanna holla 'cause I ride Vogues and whitewalls
[Chorus]2x
[J-Bo]
From the jump, we gon' keep this thang crunk, yes indeed
Youngbloodz, Attic Crew, (U-WAAYYY) is what it be
See we guaranteed to shakem' off and throw 'em off
Now get it, get it shawty, what's up, now get 'em off
As we take you off and break you off one mo' gen
That's how we do it when we do it partna, in the wind
Wit 50 mo' Attic Fools shawty, steppin in
We to the ground wit this thang partna, 'til the end
Off in the club gettin slizzard shawty is what we do
Just like you cut dat bougie ho, yeah I done cut her too
Forever who from what we do, so we's against da grain
I am I, he is he and together we gon' regain and entertain
So get on up and just bounce
Wit the hump-ta-hump off in the trunk, so just bounce
Now come on and jump on befo' you get left
This aint nothin you wanna miss, so now it's on to the next
[Chorus]6x
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Okay Feat.Youngbloodz & Lil' Jon
[1]
La la la la la lalalala la lalalalalala
Just got up in this party, tipsy off this Bacardi, bout to take this flight, so high, say bye, bye. We up in here all
night now, my girl like hey that's my song, cuz I'm feeling fine, so fine, so fine.
[Chorus]
All the girls that feel me say o yeah...in the club u hear me say o yeah feeling good, feeling great I look good don't hate. If
the fellas feeling good say oh yeah and if your liking what u do say oh yeah...feeling good...feeling great u look good boy
too don't hate. All my girls get your hair fixed and your nails done put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay) okay (okay) ...u got the drink, get another one make him pay for it....put it anywhere and say okay (okay) okay
(okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)..
[2]
Your hands all on my booty, two stepping in my Gucci, they're like go girl (go girl) go girl (go girl) go girl
(go girl) u like the way I shake it, you wanna see me naked, it could be your night, your night...your niiighhtt.
[Chorus]
All the girls that feel me say o yeah...in the club u hear me say o yeah feeling good, feeling great I look good don't hate. If
the fellas feeling good say oh yeah and if your liking what u do say oh yeah...feeling good...feeling great u look good boy
too don't hate. All my girls get your hair fixed and your nails done put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay) okay (okay) u got the drink, get another one make him pay for it....put it anywhere and say okay (okay) okay
(okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)..
[Sean Paul]
[3]
What's Happenin shawty, I'm sean paul, let me holla atcha..what I gotta do..throw a couple dollas at cha? Lift my
arm, show my wrists tell ya that I ball pick u up in benz and take ya to the mall and all heres my numba shawty in case u
want the street thing..look me up I'll introduce u to a new game show u where I hang..girl u'll be my sweet thang I love
ur style, love ur nails and ur tight jeans
[Youngbloodz]
[4]
I'm what u call a playa baby how u love that? A youngblood feeling good and never laid back, always run with that
goose and never Conyack, and keep my ears to these streets cuz that's where home at. So whats shakin in this party, pour a
drink up and to my ladies lookin good throw ur hands up. Now where my fellas at, ya know how we get crunk. So DJ spin it
back for me now.
[Chorus (2X)]
All my girls get your hair fixed and your nails done put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay) okay
(okay) u got the drink, get another one make him pay for it....put it anywhere and say okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay)..
All my girls up in the club...All my girls up in the club...say oh oh oh oh oh..say oh oh oh oh oh..All my fellas spin them thugs...All my fellas
spin them thugs...say oh oh oh oh oh ...say oh oh oh oh oh
lalal lalalalla lala lala la lalal la
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Okay Feat. Lil' Jon & Youngbloodz
[Verse 1:]
La la la la la lalalala la lalalalalala
Just got up in this party
Tipsy off this Bacardi
'Bout to take this flight
So high
Say bye, bye
We up in here all
Night now my girl like hey that's my song
Cuz I'm feeling fine, so fine, so fine.
[B-Sec:]
All the girls that feel me say okay...
In the club u hear me say okay
Feeling good, feeling great I look good don't hate
If the fellas feeling good say oh yeah
And if your liking what u do say oh yeah...
feeling good...feeling great u look good boy too don't hate
[Chorus:]
All my girls with your hair fixed and your nails done
Put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay) okay (okay) u got the drink
Get another one make him pay for it...
Put it in the air and say okay (okay) okay
(okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)..
[Verse 2:]
Your hands all on my booty
Two stepping in my Gucci
They're like go girl (go girl) go girl (go girl) go girl (go girl)
U like the way I shake it
You wanna see me naked
It could be your night, your night...your niiighhtt.
[B-Sec:]
All the girls that feel me say okay...
In the club u hear me say okay
Feeling good, feeling great I look good don't hate
If the fellas feeling good say oh yeah
And if your liking what u do say oh yeah...
feeling good...feeling great u look good boy too don't hate
[Chorus:]
All my girls with your hair fixed and your nails done
Put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay) okay (okay) u got the drink
Get another one make him pay for it...
Put it in the air and say okay (okay) okay
(okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)..
[Verse 3(Sean Paul):]
What's Happenin shawty
I'm sean paul
Let me holla at cha..
What I gotta do..
Throw a couple dollas at cha?
Lift my arm
Show my wrists tell ya
That I ball pick u up in benz and take ya to the mall
And all heres my numba shawty
Incase u want the street thing..
Look me up I'll introduce u to a new game
Show u where I hang..
Girl u'll be my sweet thang I love
Your style, love ur nails and ur tight jeans
[Verse 4(Youngbloodz):]
I'm what u call a playa baby how u love that?
A youngblood feeling good and never laid back
Always run with that
Goose and never Conyack
And keep my ears to these streets cuz
That's where home at
So whats shakin in this party,
Pour a drink up and to my ladies lookin good
Throw ur hands up
Now where my fellas at
Ya know how we get crunk
So DJ spin it
Back for me now stomp
[Chorus x2:]
All my girls with your hair fixed and your nails done
Put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay) okay (okay) u got the drink
Get another one make him pay for it...
Put it in the air and say okay (okay) okay
(okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)..
All my girls up in the club...
All my girls up in the club...
Say oh oh oh oh oh..
All my fellas spin them thugs...
All my fellas
spin them thugs...
Say oh oh oh oh oh lalal lalalalla lala lala la lalal la
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Parking Lot
get crunk get crunk get crunk let me see ya
get crunk get crunk get crunk errybody
get crunk get crunk get crunk let me see ya
get crunk get yea...
at home no where ta go, my mans in the bed
out cold, callin you on yo phone three four
times in a row, and i aint gone quit until
i finally get you to pick up the line,
and you wanna know what i want well,
its eleven o'clock right on the dot, and i had
this feeling i had to see my shawty, to see
my homey, but its gotta be with the quickness,
gotta get back home to my man before
he miss this, are you with this, i'm tellin you.
i need to c u now can u get out, my man is
at the house, so meet me @ the mcdonalds
parkin lot uh, b 4 it get 2 late i can't wait, its
jus around my way, so meet me @ the
mcdonalds parkin lot, just over the hill @
the late take a right, hang a left don't
careless drive, meet me @ the mcdonalds
parkin lot yea, so what cha waitin 4 hit the
door, put the pedal 2 the floor, meet me
@ the mcdonalds parkin lot
i'm @ the drive thru, right beside u, ready to
take your order, take it right here in the parkin
lot, gonna make sure its hot for you like it
like it, good 4 u like it like it ohh, taste it
right here in the parkin lot ( wooooh)
but i gotta stop cus we in the drop but i jus
got 2 cus i gotta man, don't you understand
that she is not you, but i can't help it, i'm gon
meet u here 2 morrow nite, i'm tellin u
chorus
get crunk get crunk get crunk let me see ya
get crunk get crunk get crunk erry body
get crunk get crunk get crunk let me see ya
get crunk get crunk get crunk let me see ya
get crunk get crunk get crunk erry body
get crunk get crunk get crunk let me see ya
get crunk get crunk
chorus
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Like A 24
Make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)
Shawty make dat ass roll like some 24s (24)
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)
I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24) [repeat]
I can make my ass roll like some 24s (24s)
I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24)
Now drop it (now drop it) to tha floor
Spin it like some stop n go
Drop it (drop it) to tha floor
Spin it like some stop n go
Roll like a 24
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24
Now I could tell from back in tha days when we was shawtys in tha hood
Dat you was gone grow up to be thick as hell and lookin good
Now you 21 and them thighs aint no crunk
Lookin fine as hell like a penny junk up in the trunk
Make a nigga get (get) what you want
Put dat ass on dubs
Feel it when you get tha party crunk
Feel it when you twirk it in tha club
Feel it when you get down on tha floor
Love when you get down on tha low
Feel I wanna jack dat ass wanna bump and get that ho get tha hoe
Baby I jus got some 24s and I love to watch em spin (spin)
So let me see you make dat ass roll like my rims
Spinnin like omega jones
Pop dat booty fo my squad
Work dat booty tho it hard roll it like a ?
[Chorus]
You already know hoes down pimps up
When pimpin step up in tha house put ya bitch up
I got a remi bottle instead of a pimp cup
It shine like a summer day when my wrist up
She wanna wave now cuz my nigga Twista
Dissed her then bounced wit her sista
I tell her keep her head down and her hips up
You can keep dat pussy imma tear dem pretty lips up
Let dat ass roll like 24s on a big truck
And ya g-string let it bounce when da beat bang
Make it drop like dem cars in a
song performed by by Twista
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Like A 24
Make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)
Shawty make dat ass roll like some 24s (24)
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24 (24)
I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24) [repeat]
I can make my ass roll like some 24s (24s)
I can make my ass roll like a 24 (24)
Now drop it (now drop it) to tha floor
Spin it like some stop n go
Drop it (drop it) to tha floor
Spin it like some stop n go
Roll like a 24
Lemme see you make dat ass roll like a 24
Now I could tell from back in tha days when we was shawtys in tha hood
Dat you was gone grow up to be thick as hell and lookin good
Now you 21 and them thighs aint no crunk
Lookin fine as hell like a penny junk up in the trunk
Make a nigga get (get) what you want
Put dat ass on dubs
Feel it when you get tha party crunk
Feel it when you twirk it in tha club
Feel it when you get down on tha floor
Love when you get down on tha low
Feel I wanna jack dat ass wanna bump and get that ho get tha hoe
Baby I jus got some 24s and I love to watch em spin (spin)
So let me see you make dat ass roll like my rims
Spinnin like omega jones
Pop dat booty fo my squad
Work dat booty tho it hard roll it like a ?
[Chorus]
You already know hoes down pimps up
When pimpin step up in tha house put ya bitch up
I got a remi bottle instead of a pimp cup
It shine like a summer day when my wrist up
She wanna wave now cuz my nigga Twista
Dissed her then bounced wit her sista
I tell her keep her head down and her hips up
You can keep dat pussy imma tear dem pretty lips up
Let dat ass roll like 24s on a big truck
And ya g-string let it bounce when da beat bang
Make it drop like dem cars in a
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Like It Or Not
feat. Sleepy Brown)
All the way from Athens, the A-T-L shawty
[Bubba Sparxxx]
Uhh, Sleepy Brown
Uhh, Bubba Sparxxx
We gon' keep doin it baby
Whether you like it or not.. uhh
[Chorus: Sleepy Brown (Bubba)]
Ain't a damn thang pretty
From dirt roads to the city, uhh
(You might catch me drunk in the pub)
(Or either crunk in the club)
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
Don't matter where I hang
People love my twang, uhh
(Call us country or Southerners mayn)
(We gon' keep doin our thang)
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT
[Sleepy Brown]
Rollin up So Fresh, So Clean
Wood grain, big screen TV's
Uhh, I got the bump-bump in my trunk now
Uhh, I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to funk
Now all the ladies seem to like my style
Guess I'll be here for a while, mmm
To see who wants to come and be with me
I'll take you back to the flat so I can show you where it's at, c'mon
Ohh, wee - look at me
Movin 'cross the floor so easily
Oh, my, can't deny
This funk starts high in the sky
I'm 'bout to get my groove on
Uhh, I'm 'bout to bust a move on 'em
Uhh, there's no-thing you can do for 'em
Uhh, cause I'm checkin the spot if you really like it or not
[Chorus]
[Bubba Sparxxx]
I know you hate it, I'ma say it to you anyway
I'm 'bout to throw them 24's on that Escalade
Still I got the Mickey T's on the Chevrolet
Z-7-1, the mere sight'll take your breath away
It's today but I'm still on it like it's yesterday
Throw me the ball, this the game that I was bred to play
And pass the cooler with this stewardess named Desire
You ain't no concern, I'ma wait and see w
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Dip It Low [Redz Funky Mix Feat. Fabolous]
[INTRO:]
Christina Milian
Fabolous
F-A-B
Poli Paul
Spen Cow baby
[VERSE 1:]
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
That's real talk then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you, he really needs you
really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When he's a good boy (I mean a really really good boy)
Why not let him lay with you (when you give it to him good)
[CHORUS:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
[VERSE 2:]
You Gettin bold
It's growin cold
It's just the symptoms of young love growin' old
You think it's time (and you thinkin of leavin', but give it time)
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hand
Let him know what's on
If you understand me y'all come on
[BRIDGE:]
All the ladies wind it up if
You know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you wanna do
All the ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind and
Show her what you wanna do
(Oooh!)
[CHORUS:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
[FABOLOUS RAP:]
Yea...uh
Yea...uh
Baby girl I want you to pop, pop, pop that thang
I might stop to shop and cop you things
You know I drop the top and hop that thang
Sometimes stop my bop then pop my thing
You sure know how to make a man say "oooh"
And how in the world can a man say "no"
When you grind it up on a wall; wind it up like a doll
And you know my Bacardi Lime it up til you spall
Haul it up til you fall and have those other chicks throwin' vomit up
when they can't find it up in the mall
Like most men I love to catch up with a model
But I aint used to movin slow like Ketchup in a bottle
The best things come to those who wait for
But I'm a be straight for before it's too late for
I want you to Dip it Low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out and make me say "OHH!"
[CHORUS 2x:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
[INTRO:]
Christina Milian
Fabolous
F-A-B
Poli Paul
Spen Cow baby
(Repeat Til End)
song performed by by Christina Milian
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Pussy Poppin'
One more again head down poppin on a handstand
[Hook]
Head down pussy pussypoppin
Head down pussy pussy poppin
Head down pussy pussy poppin
Head down pussy poppin on a handstand
On a handstand
On my american banstands
Summersalts cartwheels ~ just keep on dancing
Chinese splits-splits slide on down that pole-pole
And feel this ~ getin outa control-trol
Oh no keep goin till ~ and me say stoooop
Let it kiss the sky and then make it droooop
Cut and twist if you dont like it you can ~ cris
Im rubbin ~ so stay in catch dont try to duck and miss
Do your stretches dont pull no handsprings
You got me movin infact your doin the damn thang
Stronger muscles exersize every body your body hurts
Lets do this sweatin thank god your bath and body works
I like a woman who makes her own doe dont need a lot of help
But your heartll melt if I put a thousand in your garder belt
Lipgloss traces your pierced in 11 places
And your lips down town just made some familiar faces like WOAH!
[Hook (x2)]
Imma send a chapter to this ~ poppin legacy
China be that ~ cant no ~ dont ~ wit me
When I pop that cris im on that buisnes and bubbly
When im in that 6 wit 20s spinin on luxury
Cuz I got that head game
Pickin up that bed frame
But dont get me wrong now shawty gon let that led hang
Better learn that game shawty
Better get yo man shawty
Foe he endup tamed and be gone all in the brain shawty
This here be futuristic
This business so explicit
The way I brake it down for you ~ so explicit
Let it go now front back watch me drop it like that
Show me where that money at
Boy come wit them 100 stacks
Now break in wit that ~ poppin
That ~ poppin to the floe
And got these ~ he wantin moe
Wit out that doe popi aint nuttin happen
Cuz thats the show im from the go u get that ~ poppin
Stopin that ~ dropin GONE
[Hook (x2)]
Every time we hit the club
Wut we need is 50 deep
Purple coat and grichi got everybody keed
At the club 7 days a week party be be off in this ~
More hight poppin dropin ~ damn shawty who is this
Redbone wit a scorpio tatted on her tummy
Im sittin slouched back in the chair stuntin waving money
And shawty start zig zaggin a dariair for me
A bowlegged darbreded said her name was strawberry
Up ~ pushed in a whole lota want moe
Reached in my pocket grabbed a G and then threw it on the floe
Here u deserve this doe now jump on stage and work the pole
Face down ~ up ~ hands on those
Now pop that ~ you know the procedure
If you want this cash gotta make that ~ shake like a sedgure
Either magic or pleasas
Find me spending cheese up
Maxin out my visa
Trickin on stip teasers
[Hook (x3)]
song performed by by Ludacris
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Disco Inferno
[Hook x2]
Little mama show me how you move it
better yet put ya back into it
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it
Shake..
sh..sh..shake that ass girl.
[Verse 1]
Go Go Go
Fifty in the house- bounce, y'all already know what I'm about.
The flow sounds sick over Dre' drums n*gga, I ain't
stupid- I see Doc and my dope come quicker.
Whoa! Shorty' hips is hypnotic, she moves is so erotic, but watch
I'ma watch her bounce that assss girl.
I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, front in here, we'll thump in here. Oooohh.
I'm so gutter, so ghetto, so hood. So gully, so grimy, what's good?
Outside, the Benz on dubs
I'm in the club wit da snub - don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'. Uuuhhh.
[Hook x2]
Little mama show me how you move it
better yet put ya back into it
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it
Shake..
sh..sh.. shake that ass girl.
[Verse 2]
Let's party, everybody stand up.
Everybody put ya hands up.
Let's party, everybody bounce wit me.
Some Champagne and burn ailtte greenary.
This hot. Disco Inferno, let's go. You are now rockin wit a pro.
I get dough to flip dough to get more, fo sho'.
Get my drank on then get on da dance floor.
Look homie I don't dance all i do is this.
It's the same 2-step wit a lil' twist.
Listen pimpin' I ain't new to this, I'm true to this.
Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this.
You mix a lil' Cris with a lil' Don Perrion.
And a lil' Hennessy, you know we fittin' to carry on.
Hollerin' at these snakes in da club tryin' to get right,
we gonna be up in this bitch 'til we break daylight.
[Hook x2]
Little mama show me how you move it
better yet put ya back into it
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it
Shake..
sh..sh..shake that ass girl.
[Verse 3]
You see me shinin' and lit up with diamonds as I stay grindin'. uh-huh.
Homie you can catch me swoopin Bentley coupin',
switchin lanes. u see me rollin, you know I'm holdin,
I'm about my paper, yeah.
N*gga I'm serious, I ain't playin',
I'llInbed it in your brain, I'm off the chain.
G-Unit! Next level now, turn it up a notch.
Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot.
Front on me, oh no, you know I'm loco.
Hands up on the dance floor, ok let's go!
[Hook x2]
Little mama show me how you move it
better yet put ya back into it
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it
Shake..
sh..sh..shake that ass girl.
song performed by by 50 Cent
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International Affair
International Affair
[Intro: Sean Paul]
Well in come di ting dem a call di ol' to di new
Dun know a say Sean-A-Paul a get it fi new
Mike Ranson and Debbie Nova pon di track
Dutty haffi bring it come back
A Dutty Yeah!
[Rakim sample] - "With the record that was mixed a long time ago"
[Sean Paul]
Don't worry baby I'm a naturalist
I got ya livin in Wonderland like ya name was Alice
And ova here we don't keep malice
We just keepin it live, we get our just ago bun gallis
Dey say ya girls can't understand it
Well I an I, Sean-A-Paul and well dey a nuh fret pon it
So tell ya sistren get pon it
A mek we roll inna di right part, pass di Cris, and bump di Chris Wallace
I got di crisp bills inna mi wallet
And yuh should know when mi floss ain't nobody a cyaan come stall it
Anyting ya want nuh fear fi call it
Sean-A-Paul, Mike Ranson we a dey pon di top alla it
[Chorus: Sean Paul]
All day, all night
Ready fi get di cook up hype an
Ya see we nah stray, we roll tight
Alla mi girls get ya hands up for mi hype
All night, all day
Dutty Rockin' it from Kingston J-A
Let's ride, all night
It's alright
[Debbie Nova (Sean Paul)]
(Girl)
You can take me there (yeah, mon)
Damn right, that's if I go anyweh (Girl I'll take you there)
Ohhh, we're off to San Jose (Oonu girl)
Then we'll see you and me back down to J-A (International Affair)
Oh baby
[Sean Paul]
She a take di Bible out the city girl
An we normal back it wit we it is a crazy and a tricky world
Forget ti bring it ya hippie girl
We gonna tug it inna di club, shake ya ass mek ya titties swirl
Di way ya heart a nuh go flop me nuh ga ease up
Woman fi make mi blood pressure, start to increase up
Cold shoulder wey you a give me, mek me freeze up
What's di hold up, what's di tease up
My girl, I just want di chance to make ya body please up
Too much dog wey ya hang with, dem all a fleas up
Now ya say ya waan fi come smoke all a mi trees up
All mi gangstas and all mi G's up
Yo, yo
[Chorus: Sean Paul]
All day, all night
Ready fi get di cook up hype an
Ya see we nah stray, we roll tight
Alla mi girls get ya hands up for mi hype
All night, all day
Dutty Rockin' it from Kingston J-A
Let's ride, all night
It's alright
[Debbie Nova (Sean Paul)]
(Girl)
You can take me there (that's right)
Damn right, that's if I go anyweh (Girl I'll take you there)
Ohhh, we're off to San Jose (Uh, yo, hey, yo)
Then we'll see you and me back down to J-A (International Affair)
Oh baby
[Sean Paul]
Yo, yo, yo
Sean-A-Paul, Debbie Nova
Bounce pon di track, it can't ever ova
Dutty a dem a kill, di lyrical exploda
Mike Ranson a help wit mi crossova
[Chorus: Sean Paul]
All day, all night
Dutty dem a kill it, Dutty Dutty dem a kill it
All night, all day
Dutty dem a kill it, Dutty Dutty dem a kill it
All day, all night
Dutty dem a kill it, so we do it all night
All night, all day
All day, all night
Ready fi get di cook up hype an
Ya see we nah stray, we roll tight
Alla mi girls get ya hands up for mi hype
All night, all day
Dutty Rockin' it from Kingston J-A
Let's ride, all night
It's alright
Girl!
song performed by by Sean Paul
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Dip It Low [Album Version] Ft. Fabolous
VERSE 1:
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
That's real talk then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you, he really needs you
really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When he's a good boy (I mean a really really good boy)
Why not let him lay with you (when you give it to him good)
CHORUS:
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
VERSE 2:
You Gettin bold
It's growin cold
It's just the symptoms of young love growin' old
You think it's time (and you thinkin of leavin', but give it time)
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hand
Let him know what's on
If you understand me y'all come on
BRIDGE:
All the ladies wind it up if you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind and show her what you wanna do
All the ladies wind it up if you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind and show her what you wanna do
(oooo-oooo)
CHORUS:
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
FABOLOUS (RAP)
Yea...uh
Yea...uh
Baby girl I want you to pop, pop, pop that thang
I might stop to shop and cop you things
You know I drop the top and hop that thang
Sometimes stop my bop then pop my thing
You sure know how to make a man say "oooh"
And how in the world can a man say "no"
When you grind it up on a wall; wind it up like a doll
And you know my Bacardi Lime it up til you spall
Haul it up til you fall and have those other chicks throwin' vomit up
when they can't find it up in the mall
Like most men I love to catch up with a model
But I aint used to movin slow like Ketchup in a bottle
The best things come to those who wait for
But I'm a be straight for before it's too late for
I want you to Dip it Low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out and make me say "OHH!"
REPEAT CHORUS 2X
song performed by by Christina Milian
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Make It Clap
[Intro: Sean Paul (Busta Rhymes)]
We make it clap, we make it clap (Huh!)
Yeah yeah yeah (Flipmode!!!) Busta Rhymes (Busta Rhymes!!!)
Sean-A-Paul (Sean Paul!!!)
One more time (Ha!!!) kill 'em with a rhyme (Huh!!!)
Remix time (remix!!!) a dutty yeah, yo, Spliff Star (Spliff!!!)
Flipmode Squad (Ha!!!) we kill 'em with a rhyme, a dutty yeah
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Cau mi seh jump up clap oonu hand and siddung get up
And mi nah wig out mek everybody flip out oonu fi carry on
To get tired I waan chillout, all a di gal a sweat out
Mek your body keep clappin on
[Sean Paul]
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands, so push it up deh
[Busta Rhymes]
Back with the remix with Spliff and Sean-A-Paul on the corner
Can't believe when we do it we smack it down how we wanna
Keepin it comin keepin it goin cause we ain't playin
I'm talkin to all my people cause what I'm sayin is
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard
And if you want us to set it just give me the word
This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds
To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves
[Sean Paul]
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap
[Verse 2: Spliff Star]
Poor snapper, lookin at shorty shakin it and makin it clap
Booty big pokin out like twenties on the lap
When I give it to her shorty know how to throw it back
Booty bangin to the beat sometimes we overlap-sing
Gal peel out your blouse and your tight-jeans
Let me lick you down dip you with some ice-cream
Gal holla holla my name when I slide-in
Thunderstorm, rain, sleet and light-ning
Hold me tight feel the triniman grin-ding and grin-ding and grin-ding
Gal dip and bounce start whin-ning
You see Spliff, Sean Paul and Busta Rhymes, seen
([Busta Rhymes:] We got dough) You could tell by what we dri-ving
([Busta Rhymes:] Lookin to chose) How it's different and blin-ding
And blin-ding and blin-ding it's like that make it clap now
[Chorus]
[Sean Paul]
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap
[Bridge: Sean Paul]
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands
[Verse 3: Sean Paul]
We make it clap deh, keep it a clap gal wiggle yuh body
Mi waan fi see all a di style weh yuh a pack deh
Listen di lyrics a weh mi dun mi all a chat seh
Rotate yuh body then non stop like apache
Dawn and Karyn or Angie and Patsy
Inna di videolight just like a big sunday matinee
Nuff fi gimme di light mi blow di smoke like apache
Mashin up di dance and mi flatten it, we make it clap
[Busta Rhymes]
Who a call me the abominal snowman
Put it down make 'em say it's such a phenominal show man
Unbelievable how you be stackin the dough man
When we rollin a thousand headcracks in a row man
The way we start the show and how we constantly flow man
Regular paper comin watch me properly blow man
Come on keepin it comin keepin it goin cause we ain't playin
I'm talkin to all of my people because what I'm sayin is
[Chorus]
[Sean Paul]
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap
[Outro: Sean Paul]
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap
song performed by by Busta Rhymes
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Halftime (Stand Up & Get Crunk!)
Oh
Oh
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Oh
Hey I'm trying to get crunk
C R U N K
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Crank this up, thats what we gonna do
Crank you up, me and my brother we came to get CRUNK
Crunk wont stop (nope) we keep on comin cuz
We wont quit, thats why we keep bringin it
We drop in everything you poppin
From the Ying Yang Twins again
To make your trend of them, pull right on through the shend(?)
(Yeah) and make that crunk again (crunk)
Two thou. niggaz playin of them
Ying Yang (Ying Yang Ying Yang)
We jumped out like a jack and a russel
Like I added with fag doing sack in my sock
C R U N K
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Okay Okay Okay Okay
Ladies and Gentlemen
If you haven't had enough
You better hide you lunch
Cause we bout to eat that ass up
CRUNK x8
Eat they ass up (Oh!) x8
Okay Okay Okay Okay
Stand up and get crunk
Stand up and get crunk
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
People all ova the world jump
Everybody in the bleachers get crunk
Listen here buddy this aint what you want
Blue fifty-two, break, duck
DY go left while I'm fakin the K
When Im done you gonna remember my name
It's H-O-M-E Bwoi
Look Im Homebwoi
Now that I'm up in my zone boy
Pack up up Im sendin you home boy
Take you up outta the dome boy
If you didnt know you should of known boy
Shouldve thought about changin your tone boy
Betta not let us catch you alone boy
Crack heads like we made of stone boy
You aint come out you betta be gone boy
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
song performed by by Ying Yang Twins
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Halftime (Stand Up & Get Crunk!)
Oh
Oh
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Oh
Hey I'm trying to get crunk
C R U N K
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Crank this up, thats what we gonna do
Crank you up, me and my brother we came to get CRUNK
Crunk wont stop (nope) we keep on comin cuz
We wont quit, thats why we keep bringin it
We drop in everything you poppin
From the Ying Yang Twins again
To make your trend of them, pull right on through the shend(?)
(Yeah) and make that crunk again (crunk)
Two thou. niggaz playin of them
Ying Yang (Ying Yang Ying Yang)
We jumped out like a jack and a russel
Like I added with fag doing sack in my sock
C R U N K
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Okay Okay Okay Okay
Ladies and Gentlemen
If you haven't had enough
You better hide you lunch
Cause we bout to eat that ass up
CRUNK x8
Eat they ass up (Oh!) x8
Okay Okay Okay Okay
Stand up and get crunk
Stand up and get crunk
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
People all ova the world jump
Everybody in the bleachers get crunk
Listen here buddy this aint what you want
Blue fifty-two, break, duck
DY go left while I'm fakin the K
When Im done you gonna remember my name
It's H-O-M-E Bwoi
Look Im Homebwoi
Now that I'm up in my zone boy
Pack up up Im sendin you home boy
Take you up outta the dome boy
If you didnt know you should of known boy
Shouldve thought about changin your tone boy
Betta not let us catch you alone boy
Crack heads like we made of stone boy
You aint come out you betta be gone boy
Tell em how we gonna call (CRUNK)
Tell em why they don't want none (CRUNK)
Tell em why they better run (CRUNK)
CRUNK CRUNK
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Stand up and get crunk (CRUNK)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
Here we come to get you (you better get crunk)
Here we come to get you (a little bit more crunk)
song performed by by Ying Yang Twins
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Headsprung Ft Timbaland
Verse 1: LL Cool J
They call me Big L'y, Big Silly, Big Money, Big Billy
When I'm sliding in them all can ya hear me?
I be sexing wit these bars so ya feel me
Let me grip it up for cuz in the back
Let me grip it get a buzz in ya hat
I'ma tell ya how to cause an attack
Timbaland, Ladies Love on the track
Lovely get the ice, pop champagne
Don't forget I used to ride on the train
When I bump it right, call my name
Go crazy in the mall with James
Dump that, not ill like me
Bring the women in to chill for free
Let me ya girl, don't try me
You better have I.D.!
Chorus (2x): Timbaland
When we be up in the club
We be posting the back
When we be in the club
Girls always come to the back
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
Verse 2: LL Cool J
Lord Have Mercy! If the broad is thirsty
I'll have her man reimburse me
The part that hurts me, is when they try to work me
But I could never let ya jerk me
Steady sticking to the wall, give it up
Sneaking through the back door live it up
Got the champagne, pour me a cup
Got the girls lookin' raw in the front
Got a call your man's in town
Tell the bar, a-nother round
Got all my mans holding me down
Kinda thick ma, let's get down, so get wit it
I'm sayin' what time wanna dip wit it?
Got playas on the grind, wanna skip wit it
Backstage you mine, I'ma spit wit it, hey!
Chorus (2x): Timbaland
When we be up in the club
When be posting the back
When we be in the club
Girls always come to the back
And we bout to get our headsprungAnd we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
Bridge: LL Cool J
Hey ladies! (Yeah!) no need to your hair done
I said yo ladies! (Yeah!) no need to your hair done
I'ma get your headsprung
I'ma get your headsprung
I'ma get your headsprung
I'ma get your headsprung
I said yo fellas! (Yo!) no need to throw them ones
I said yo fellas! (Yo!) no need to throw them ones
I'ma get your headsprung
I'ma get your headsprung
I'ma get your headsprung
I'ma get your headsprung
Chorus (2x): Timbaland
When we be up in the club
We be posting the back
When we be in the club
Girls always come to the back
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
Outro: Timbaland
Yeah! Keep chillin' wit em, yeah
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Outta Control
[Intro- 50 Cent]
Yeah
Shady
Aftermath
[Chorus- 50 Cent]
I guess ya didn't know
I make you beg for more
Everybody's on the floor
Goin', goin' outta control
[Bridge- 50 Cent]
Set it off from your left dawg
Set it off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set if off
[Verse 1]
Sick with it boy, better get wit it what
In the club, I get it goin' goin' uhh
Just move it to the music its on
To the sound of 50 & D.R.E.
Everythings calculated in time percised
Never move another mill let's get right aight
This test is my ?? choice I'm high off life
Feelin' lucky enough to bet it all on the dice
Shorty do what you wanna do
Hit the dance floor, move how you wanna move
Later on, we can cruise if you wanna cruise
Its whatever you want, the fact is I got more than I flaunt
[Chorus- 50 Cent]
I do my thang in the club
Every chance I get, I tear it up
Dance floor, jam-packed
I got 'em goin', goin' outta control
[Bridge- 50 Cent]
Set it off from your left dawg
Set if off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set it off
[Verse 2]
System thumpin', dance floor jumpin'
We thirty deep in this bitch, we stuntin'
Thats what you get, you in my hood
I thought you understood
You know me, VIP, no ID
Bottles in DP, I do it real BIG
Bitches break their necks to be where I be
Take 'em to ecstacy without ecstacy
I'm the chef, you need a hit, I got the recipe
Doc got the antedote and send the drugs in the nose
Can you feel it, Em said for me to make ya feel it
And remind you that you rockin' with the realest
[Chorus- 50 Cent]
I do my thang in the club
Every chance I get, I tear it up
Dance floor, jam-packed
I got 'em goin', goin' outta control
[Bridge- 50 Cent]
Set it off from your left dawg
Set it off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set it off
[Verse 3]
I'm hot boy, I'm burnin' up
I do my thang in the club with the burner tounge
Till the speakers all blown we gon' turn it up
And do that damn thang, yeah do that mayn
Shorty, hit me high, then hit me low
Get to poppin' and shakin' that thang on the flo'
A little dose of it, now I want some more
No body put that thang on me like that before
I be a fiend for it, its the way you move
But I ain't payin' for it, cause I ain't no fool
If you okay with it, tonight I'll stay with it
Hit the telly, play wit it, in a major way get it
[Chorus- 50 Cent]
I do my thang in the club
Every chance I get, I tear it up
Dance floor, jam-packed
I got 'em goin', goin' outta control
[Bridge- 50 Cent]
Set if off from your left dawg
Set it off from your right dawg
Set it off nigga I said set it off
song performed by by 50 Cent
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dip It Low [Full Intention Dub Remix]
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
[Verse 1:]
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talk, then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When he's a good boy
I mean a really really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
That's when you give it to him good
[Chorus 4x:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
[Verse 2:]
You getting bold
He growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
And you're thinking of leaving
But give it time
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hand
Let him know what's on
If you understand me
Yall come on
[Chorus 4x:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (ohhh)
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
(I'ma show you how to make him)
Dip it low (ouhhh)
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Pop, Pop, Pop that thang
Why not let him lay with u?
Thats when u give it to him
Why not let him lay with u?
Thats when u give it to him
Why not let him lay with u?
Thats when u give it to him
Why not let him lay with u?
Thats when u give it to him
Why not let him lay with u?
Thats when u give it to him
Why not let him lay with u?
Thats when u give it to him
Why not let him lay with u?
Thats when u give it to him
Why not let him lay with u?
Thats when u give it to him
When you give it to him
(Repeat 'Til Fade)
(Music starts to fade)
song performed by by Christina Milian
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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