Success
Yeah
This joint right here is goin out to everybody gettin money
I mean the real CREAM
All up and down the East and West coast
Check it *echoes*
Chorus: repeat 2X
Hustlin is the key to success
Money is the key to sex
The life is gettin cash
song performed by by Fat Joe from Jealous One's Envy
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Success
Yeah
This joint right here is goin out to everybody gettin money
I mean the real CREAM
All up and down the East and West coast
Check it *echoes*
Chorus: repeat 2X
Hustlin is the key to success
Money is the key to sex
The life is gettin cash
song performed by by Fat Joe from Jealous One's Envy
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Im Gettin Over You
(steve davis, dennis morgan)
I changed my number
Bought some new clothes
Got some different records
And a new ?
Im gettin over you
Im gettin over you
Im going out dancing
Learning new jokes
Im staying out later
Than I should I suppose
But Im gettin over you
Im gettin over you
I took our name off the mailbox
Redecorated our room
Im not saying the hurtins all gone
But itll be gone soon
Chorus:
Im gettin over you
So what if youre not here
Im gettin over you
And itll happen one of these years
I ordered make-up
From vogue magazine
Im taking aerobics two nights a week
And Im getting over you
Oh Im getting over you
Im gettin over you
Im gettin over you
My friends come over
And they wonder why
Your pictures back on the wall
Instead of proving losing you
Dont bother me at all
Repeat chorus
Im gettin over you
Oh Im gettin over you
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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The Power
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I've got the power, uh
I've got the power
I've got the power, wa-wa-what-what, uh
I've got the power, woah-oh-oh
Like the crack of the whip I attack
Front to back in this thing called rap
Dig it like a shovel rhyme devil
On a heavenly level
Bang the bass, turn up the treble
Radical mind day and night all the time
Seven to fourteen wise divine
Maniac brainiac winning the game
I'm the lyrical Jesse James
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, what you got?
I've got the power, yeah
I've got the power, say it loud
I've got the power, uh, say what
I've got the power, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Quality, I possess some say I'm fresh
When my voice goes through the mesh
Of the microphone that I am holdin'
Copywritten lyrics so they can't be stolen
If they are, H-Blockx
Don't need the police to try to save them
Your voice will sink so please, stay off my back
Or I will attack and you don't want that
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, what you got, what you got, what you got?
I've got the power, come on
I've got the power, wa-wa-what, what you got?
I've got the power, get up
I've got the power, and you know that's right, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin'
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' it's
song performed by by H-BlockX
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Tired Of Gettin Nowhere
Chorus:
Im tired of gettin nowhere, wish I was inspired, but its just not there
I hope this doesnt last, cause Im tired of gettin nowhere fast
Woke up this morning and went back to sleep
The sun was pourin and the rain was gettin deep
I dont know what Im supposed to do
cause everywhere I turn, I wind up headin back to you
I dont know how long I will lay here in this bed
Staring at the ceiling, going crazy in my head
Got to find some meaning, some kind of reason to go on
The only one I had was you and now youre gone, and
Chorus
My friends all tell me I should mellow out
Surely Ive got better things to think about
Must be something I can find to help me lose these blues
But the only thing thats on my mind, is standing in your shoes
Chorus
Youd think by now Id be exactly where I want to be
Got what I need, know what I need to know
Im all dressed up but without you theres nowhere to go
(solo)
Ooh, youd think by now Id be exactly where I want to be
Got what I need, know what I need to know
Im all dressed up but without you theres nowhere to go
And Im so tired of gettin nowhere
Wish I was inspired, but its just not there
I hope this doesnt last, cause Im tired of gettin
Tired of gettin, tired of gettin nowhere
Im tired of gettin nowhere, so real tired of gettin nowhere
Tired of gettin nowhere, tired, tired of gettin
Im tired of gettin nowhere, ooh yeah, wont you say it, ooh yeah
Tired of gettin nowhere fast - get some rest!
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Doin' It Again
Intro: ll cool j
Uh he huh. remix that joint, word up!
We had to remix that joint, smooth it out
Uh he huh, yeah, no doubt, doin it, yeah
Yeah, uh uh doin it, woooo!
Feeling is strong, uh doin it
Yeah uh, yeah ??? ???
Verse 1:
Ll cool j: i'm in the mood for something wild and obscene
Leshaun: i hear dat, i'm gettin tired of the same ol' routine
Ll: i need some drama
Le: oh, here i come l
Ll: tattoos and dim lights
Le: black young niggette want you's to get it right
Ll: huh, that's all i need, we got two mouths to feed
Le: you talkin about some love
Ll: to the six indeed, so uhh
Lay back and let'cha daddy do it
Le: a real mack stay on track, he got the run
Ll: right through it
Chorus:
Le: doin it and doin it and doin it well (doin it)
Doin it and doin it and doin it well (doin it)
Doin it and doin it and doin it well (doin it)
Ll: i represent queens, she was raised out in brooklyn
*repeat*
Verse 2:
Ll: i slowed it down cos we was amplifore
Le: halfway
Ll: all the way
Le: now ya gettin
Ll: raw to the ----, sick wit it
Le: ain't to proud to beg, boy
Ll: that's why i had to hit it, uhh
I'm in the zone gettin bedrooms props
I'm talkin outside scenarios
Le: ac's
Ll: and parking lots
Le: word! you goin there, can-back seats and wild treats
Daddy do his thing mmm
Ll: it's part of my mystique (he huh huh)
Le: i'm havin visions on sunsets and waterfalls
Your hands are in the air, you're up against the wall
Ll: what you lookin for? point it out
Le: promise i'ma get it, send it to me
Ll: right away (?rule?) wanna hit it
Chorus
Verse 3:
Ll: i need that new benz, you in it, testin my limits
Laid back, cut, now i twist some lyrics
Le: sharin cream like it's love, i'm ready now
Ll: what you say when i put it on, you lovely girl
Le: oww! you can never hesitate to do your thang (true!)
Although you come from queens, i'ma treat you like a king
Ll: where you from?
Le: brooklyn
Ll: honey-coated, in front of genius
Le: gettin ------ in the 'lacs
Ll: tell me why you never wanna see your ex again?
Le: hey lover, you separate the boyz from the men
Ll: that's a fact!
Le: it's well known why you lick your lips
Ll: yeah, blowin bubbles in blup-blup-blup
You makin me wonder if doin it's everything it seems
Le: you make me shiver
Ll: standing up in ya straight and then i lean
Le: tell me here, i love it when ya way up in my mix
Ll: everything is butter in the 9-to-the-6
Chorus x 1/2
Outro: ll cool j
Uh ha ha, oh man, y'nuhmean
Big rochon, baby chris, leshaun
Rock on, ll season baby
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Call The Law
Step, step 2 the mic, huh
Not yet
Step, step 2 the mic, huh
Step 2 the mic and taste the hype
Its manifested, this blessed gift, I had 2 bring it right
So let me dive right in
Where do I begin? hmm, well, let me...
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the dogs), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
(ho, ho, ho, ho!) (alright) {repeat}
(ooh) the law, they come around when everyones having a ball
And by the way, that reminds me of a party yall
North side minnie, twin cities, mid-summer on the scene
And my people get busy fryin up the bird (get the chicken, baby)
Word, whoever heard of a party bein ready without a money makin pot of spaghetti (ha ha ha)
Yeah, what u laughin at?
Im sellin liquor plus some plates at $7 a crack
Huh, and thats profitable
And 4 a sucker like u, thats a mouthful
Hmph, u better call the law cuz we gettin extreme
Pick it up p
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall) {x4}
(ho, ho, ho, ho!) (alright) {repeat}
Alright
Yeah
(man, I dont know what the hell yall sellin)
(fellas, yo, what u doin now? ) (what u doin tone? )
Boy, I aint turning down nothing, this is my place
U know what Im sayin?
Homeboy
Back 2 the scene, the basements packed
Buddy at the front door breakin backs
Thats security ensuring thee
The best possible time 4 u and me, yeah
The partys jumpin (ho, ho, ho)
Everybodys bumpin 2 rock creek park when (ho, ho, ho)
Bo and his girl got silly (whatd she do? )
Jumped up on my chandelier and got busy, yeah
He had 2 snatch the ho (what? )
We got geo in the background screamin, here we go, here we go!
Yeah, the tempos upbeat
Hollywood swingin at the end of the bar
He began singin, if I didnt care...
Yeah, u better call the law (call the law)
Were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
(ho, ho, ho, ho, here we go, here we go!) (alright) {repeat}
Yeah, thats alright
Give it 2 me, come on
Yeah, mm hmm, alright
Mmm hmm, yeah
Kick it p (u better call the law)
Im outta here, yeah
Peace
Alright, alright
Call, call the law, alright
song performed by by Prince
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Price Tag by Jessie J
Verse 1
Seems like everybodys got a price,
I wonder how they sleep at night.
When the sale comes first,
And the truth comes second,
Just stop, for a minute and
Smile
Why is everybody so serious!
Acting so damn mysterious
You got your shades on your eyes
And your heels so high
That you can't even have a good
Time.
Pre-chorus.
Everybody look to their left (yeah)
Everybody look to their right (ha)
Can you feel that (yeah)
We're paying with love tonight...
Chorus:
It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag.
Ain't about the (ha) Cha-Ching Cha-Ching.
Aint about the (yeah) Ba-Bling Ba-Bling
Wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag.
Verse 2.
(Listen, Okay.)
We need to take it back in time,
When music made us all UNITE!
And it wasn't low blows and video Hoes,
Am I the only one gettin... tired?
Why is everybody so obsessed?
Money can't buy us happiness.
If we all slow down and enjoy right now
Gurantee we'll be feelin
All right.
Pre-chorus.
Everybody look to their left (yeah)
Everybody look to their right (ha)
Can you feel that (yeah)
We'll pay them with love tonight...
Chorus:
It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag.
Ain't about the (ha) Cha-Ching Cha-Ching.
Aint about the (yeah) Ba-Bling Ba-Bling
Wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag.
Yeah yeah
Well, keep the price tag
And take the cash back
Just give me six strings and a half stack
And you can, can keep the cars
Leave me the garage
And all I...
Yes all I need are keys and guitars
And guess what, in 30 seconds I'm leaving to Mars
Yeah we leaving across these undefeatable odds
It's like this man, you can't put a price on a life
We do this for the love so we fight and sacrifice everynight
So we aint gon stumble and fall never
Waiting to see, I've seen a sign of defeat uh uh
So we gon keep everyone moving their feet
So bring back the beat and then everyone sing
It's not about
Chorus:
It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag.
Ain't about the (ha) Cha-Ching Cha-Ching.
Aint about the (yeah) Ba-Bling Ba-Bling
Wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag.
Chorus:
It's not about the money, money, money
We don't need your money, money, money
We just wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag.
Ain't about the (ha) Cha-Ching Cha-Ching.
Aint about the (yeah) Ba-Bling Ba-Bling
Wanna make the world dance,
Forget about the Price Tag.
poem by Shi Yelami
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Backroom Boys
The backroom boys are playin real hard
Theres a lot of money rollin on the next card
Some are goin up some are goin down
Somell never make it to the next round
Stone me it dont come free
You gotta be a winner
If you wanna be a backroom boy
They got--a room full of women
A table full of booze
Gettin meaner with the dealer--cause he cant lose
Someone shouts out,its a goddamn shame
The dealers gettin meaner with the cocaine
*stone me it dont come free
Gotta be a winner
If you wanna be a backroom boy
Cant stay home get uptown
Get your ear to the ground
If you wanna be a backroom boy
** up all night, playin it right
Backroom boys
Look in your eye, never say die
Backroom boys
** the backroom boys are all the same
Even take your money when they play games
Take you when youre up, kick you when youre down
Youll always be a loser in their town
Repeat *
Repeat **
Repeat ***
Repeat * (2x)
(written and arranged by nazareth)
Copyright 1983 fool circle limited
All rights reserved.
song performed by by Nazareth
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Times Gettin Tougher Than Tough
A well moneys gettin cheaper
Price is gettin steeper
I found a little woman
But I just couldnt keep her
Times gettin tougher than tough
Times gettin rougher than rough
Well I make alot of money
I just keep spendin the stuff
Oh well pork chops on the market
Ask the butcher for a pound
I couldnt get no pork chop
When I laid my money down
Times gettin tougher than tough
Times gettin rougher than rough
Well I make alot of money
I just keep spendin the stuff
(instrumental)
Oh well the politicans say
Get the people on their feet
They wanna cut the price
And let the people eat
Times gettin tougher than tough
The times gettin rougher than rough
But I make alot of money
Just keep spendin the stuff
Well I cant afford to live
I guess Ill have to try
Undertakers got a union
And it cost too much to die
Times gettin tougher than tough
Well times gettin rougher than rough
Well I make alot of money
Just keep spendin the stuff
song performed by by Van Morrison
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In n Out
Yeah, Ive been in debt, from conception
And Ill pay for the rest of your life
As long as I mail my bills and look me in the eye
You can have it now, but you gotta pay for it later
You work me up, I pay my plan
Now youre working for the man, yeah
Hey got you goin in, they got you comin out
Same amount, in n out
There aint no way round the system
Money makes this world go round
All the way, they got you down
Sing and add it up, for throwing yourself out the window
My conscience loves to stick around
One more payment, lay it down, on the ground
Same amount, in n out
Uh uh uhu yeah, uh uh uhu yeah, uh uh uhu yeah, ooh cmon
(solo)
Hey it all depends how you see it
Its a plan or an opportunity
One thing for certain, youre gettin nothin free
I never met a man doesnt owe somebody somethin, no
No way to get free n clear
Only deeper, year after year, oh yeah,
Well they got you comin in, well they got you goin out
Got you comin in, for the same amount, goin out!
Uh uh uhu yeah (in n out), uh uh uhu yeah (in n out)
Uh uh uhu yeah (in n out), uh uh uhu yeah (in n out)
Well they got you goin in, they got you comin out
Same amount, in n out
Uh uh uhu (in n out), uh uh uhu (in n out)
Uh uh uhu (in n out), uh uh uhu (in n out)
Uh uh uhu yeah (in n out), uh uh uhu yeah (in n out)
Uh uh uhu yeah (in n out), uh uh uhu yeah (in n out)
Oh they got you comin in, for the same amount
Goin out, in n out
Uh uh uhu yeah (in n out), uh uh uhu yeah (in n out)
Uh uh uhu yeah (in n out), uh uh uhu yeah (in n out)...
song performed by by Van Halen
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Mind On My Money
[Chorus - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
The thing I got I sell it, to get it all the time
A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound
Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down
Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start
Something in your chest, then open up your heart
Im bouta bet it,like Memphis 10, they get it get it
Gotta have it have it, take it all, man if they let me
Ima run it, put somethin' on it, instead of bet it
It's that money, don't make no money, buddy I'm ready
Can I get it? It's win or lose, you know the rules
We rollin', we didn't hit it, now pay your dues
[J-Bo]
Now when it comes to gettin' that cash flow
Im all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough
And for all who don't know, there's money out to be made
So get it while you can, and still it's just a phase
In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you'd be amazed
That time waits for no one, so God, I pray
Try hard not to fall thru life stuck unemployed
So instead I keep on livin' what's given within my void
Put a end after hours scrapin' up all my change
From quarters to dimes, as you see, this ain't no game
So pick up on your pimpin', get on it and never slip
Cuz all on my mind is my money fully gripped (fully gripped)
song performed by by Youngbloodz
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Mind On My Money
[Chorus - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
The thing I got I sell it, to get it all the time
A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound
Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down
Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start
Something in your chest, then open up your heart
Im bouta bet it,like Memphis 10, they get it get it
Gotta have it have it, take it all, man if they let me
Ima run it, put somethin' on it, instead of bet it
It's that money, don't make no money, buddy I'm ready
Can I get it? It's win or lose, you know the rules
We rollin', we didn't hit it, now pay your dues
[J-Bo]
Now when it comes to gettin' that cash flow
Im all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough
And for all who don't know, there's money out to be made
So get it while you can, and still it's just a phase
In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you'd be amazed
That time waits for no one, so God, I pray
Try hard not to fall thru life stuck unemployed
So instead I keep on livin' what's given within my void
Put a end after hours scrapin' up all my change
From quarters to dimes, as you see, this ain't no game
So pick up on your pimpin', get on it and never slip
Cuz all on my mind is my money fully gripped (fully gripped)
song performed by by Youngbloodz
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Thug Lovin (feat. Bobby Brown)
[Ja Rule and (Bobby Brown)]
What up, Gotti, yeah
This is how it's goin' down
(All we need is a a stage, God)
Ha-ha, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, come on, ha-ha-ha)
It's on and poppin', baby
The Last Temptation, ha-ha
He's back
Y'all know who I'm talkin' bout
Turn the world over, B. Brown
Come on, come on
[Chorus- B.Brown]
I know you're gettin' bored
Dealin' with him
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin'
Thug Lovin' (2X)
And I know you're gettin' bored
[Ja Rule]
I know you're livin' your life faithfully, safely, away from me
But you miss bein' next to me, don't you?
Don't let her love haunt you, lust for what you wanted
Go for your guns and back out on anyone who tries to interfere
or intervene on me
Peelin' your wide body out of them tight jeans
Wrist on freeze, see it's on me
Shoes 19, comin' through in that new Bentley thing
From town to town and city to city
You and I make headlines like Lo and Diddy and Bob and Whitney
It appears the Lord sent me a down
But I'm real devilish and freak that
Forget the story, I know you're gettin' bored
And that boy ain't gettin' you horny no more, is he??
Cause when it's all said and done, it's me
Lovin', thuggin' and I know you...
[Chorus]
And I know you're gettin' bored
[Ja Rule]
Sweet thing livin' it
Won't you let me let you live it a little bit
I know a stressful relationship is hard to deal with
But here's how to deal with it
On your weekly visits
Use a code name to protect the innocent
Maybe I'm true generous
Generally believin' that all women want me-acapo
song performed by by Ja Rule
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Hide The Bone
(hide the bone) {repeat in song}
(ah yeah, ah yeah) {repeat sample in song}
Hide the bone
(oh yeah) {repeat sample in song}
I cant hold it any longer
Its gettin harder every day
The need 4 u is getting stronger
Than my need 2 play
Chorus:
Playin hard 2 get is gettin hard 2 play
How can I be cool fallin every day?
Playin hard 2 get is gettin hard 2 play
How can I resist? love has got me sayin, baby
Give it up - bang, bang - before it be gone!
Hide the bone
Oh, when u whisper that u want me
Press your body close 2 mine
I feel the fire burnin and I just wanna surrender
I wanna surrender every time, hey!
Chorus
Hide the bone
Hey baby
(bone) {x2}
Ure goin 2 ruin my reputation
Im used 2 makin all the rules
But I cant control this situation (I cant control it)
When it comes 2 me and u
Ure breakin down my resistance
I wont ever be the same, oh no (oh no)
U kiss away all my defenses
This time the hunter is captured by the game (bone)
Chorus
Ah yeah, hey
(bone)
Whatever u do - keep it movin
Whatever u do - dont stop {repeat phrase x4}
Dont stop the groove {x8}
(lets hide the bone)
Bone {x9} (lets hide the bone)
Whatcha stoppin 4, nigga?
I didnt tell u 2 stop
(lets hide the bone)
song performed by by Prince
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Big Fat Money
Some say money is bad for the soul
Bad for the rock, bad for the roll
Bad for the heart, bad for the brain
Bad for damn near everything, oh yeah
It must be good for something
Come on pay the rent
Telephone, telefax, telefunkin teletrash
Tell a cop, tell a friend
Think weve hit the stoney end
Nothin left, nothin right
Now they want a bigger bite
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some big money, oh yeah
They want big fat money
Thats what I want
Big fat money
Too much temptation
Enough to kill a generation
Space station, starvation, premature ejaculation
This aint groovin, this aint funky
Its on my back
But it aint my monkey, no
Oh yeah, gimme some of that big big money
Thats what I want
Big fat money
Big fat money
Smoke this, eat that
My ol ladys gettin fat
High rise, high rent
Before its earned, its all been spent
Wheres it gonna come from?
Whos it gonna go to?
Aint beatin, but Im being eatin by money, oh yeah
Big big money, gimme, gimme, gimme
Some of that big money, alright
Thats want I want
Well alright, oh, big big money
Now gimme, gimme, gimme
Some of that big money
Thats what I want
Thats all I need
Gimme big fat money
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme some of that big fat money
song performed by by Van Halen
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Gettin Over You
Lover, lets get it straight.
Somthins passin much too late,
To discover on down the line,
Its fallin apart. I just might be gettin ...
Chorus
O ... over you.
Im gettin o ... over you.
Oh, we really ...
Oh, we really ... oh, we really tried,
Oh, we really ...
Had that look in our eye.
Aint it crazy ...
That I let you go.
I dont understand I just dont know. gettin ...
Chorus
You, look with the love that surrounds me.
Blue, darkest Ive ever seen.
We take the cost of the time going through changes.
Whats the loss gettin over you. you!
You, look with the love that surrounds me.
Blue, darkest Ive ever seen.
We take the cost of the time going through changes.
Whats the loss gettin over you.
Im gettin over you.
Im gettin over you.
Im gettin over you.
Im gettin over you.
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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What You Want
Your situations in need of help
Youre gettin so you dont know yourself
You wear his ring like a cheap disguise
But I can see you got wandering eyes
Dont believe its just the clothes that make the man
No one else can love you like I know I can
Chorus:
I got what you want
Takes more than money to turn you on
I got what you need
Cmon baby take a chance on me
Somethin bout your smile seems counterfeit
It aint in you to be a hypocrite
So hes got a mansion, got lots of cash
You live like a queen but feel like trash
I can save you if you put your heart in mine
Baby, cant you see, were two of the same kind, yeah
Repeat chorus
Baby, there aint nothin keeping chains on you
Dont you let your head make up your mind
I cant get you off my mind
Im afraid I may go blind
Wont you let me take you for a ride, yeah
song performed by by Richard Marx
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Money
Berry gordy jnr/bradford
They say the best things in life are free
But you can give them to the birds and bees
I need money, thats what I want
Thats what I want, yeah thats what I want
Money dont get everything, its true
Though what it wont buy I cant use
I need money, thats what I want
Thats what I want, thats what I want
Your love gives me such a thrill
But your lovin dont pay my bills
I need money, thats what I want
Thats what I want, yeah thats what I want
Well gimme money, I want some money
Whole lotta money, I want some money
Thats what I want, yeah thats what I want
I need some money, hey hey
I want some money, yeah yeah
Whole lotta money
I want some money, hey hey
Whole lotta money, thats what I want
I want some money
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Money
(b. gordy, jr./j. bradford)
The best things in life are free
But you can give them to the birds and bees
I need money
That's what i want
That's what i want, yeah
That's what i want
Your love gives me a thrill
But your love can't pay my bill
I need money
That's what i want
That's what i want, yeah
That's what i want
Money
Lots of money
Whole lot of money
Lots of money
That's what i want, yeah
That's what i want
Money don't get everything it's true
What it don't get, i can't use
I need money
That's what i want
That's what i want, yeah
That's what i want
That's what i want, yeah
That's what i want
Money, money
Is what i want
A whole lot of lean green
That's what i want
Give me money, money
Is what i want
That's what i want, well
Now give me money
Ow, money
Wow, yeah, you need money
Now, give me money
That's what i want, yeah
That's what i want, yeah
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Skeletons
Skeletons in your closet
Itchin to come outside
Messin with your conscience
In a way your face cant hide
Oh things are gettin real funky
Down at the old corral
And its not the skunks that are stinkin
Its the stinkin lies you tell
What did your mama tell you about lies
She said it wasnt polite to tell a white one
What did your daddy tell you about lies
He said one white one turns into a black one
So, its gettin ready to blow
Its gettin ready to show
Somebody shot off at the mouth and
Were gettin ready to know
Its gettin ready to drop
Its gettin ready to shock
Somebody done turned up the heater
Ana its gettin ready to pop
Crevices in your pantry
Now what do we have in here
Havin a daytime nightmare
Has always been your biggest fear
Oh things are gettin real crucial
Up the old wazoo
Yet you cry, why am I the victim?
When the culprits y-o-u
What did your mama tell you about lies
She said it wasnt polite to tell a white one
What did your daddy tell you about lies
He said one white one turns into a black one
So, its gettin ready to blow
Its gettin ready to show
Somebody shot off at the mouth and
Were gettin ready to know
Its gettin ready to drop
Its gettin ready to shock
Somebody done turned up the heater
Ana its gettin ready to pop
Its gettin ready to seep
Youre gettin ready to freak
Somebody done picked up the talk box
Were gettin ready to speak
Its gettin ready to jive
Youre gettin ready to gel
Somebody done gone let the lid off
Were gettin ready to smell
Theyre gettin ready to deal
Youre gettin ready to ill
Somebody done just dropped the big dime
And theyre gettin ready to squeal
Its gettin ready to turn
Were gettin ready to learn
Somebody done fired up the brimstone
And youre gettin ready to burn
Its gettin ready to shake
Youre gettin ready to ache
Somebody done snitched to the news crew
And its gettin ready to break
Youre gettin ready to lie
Theyre gettin ready to spy
Somebodys been put on the hot seat
And youre gettin ready to fry
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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