What Yall Want
Eve:
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh ugh
What yall niggas want, huh?
Ugh, ugh, ugh
Lubia huh? papi screamin out of they mouth
Bomb shell just a second
Mami wanna speak out
What I need in my life
Make ya body freak out
Baby seem like the type
Married niggaz sneak out
Like Im ballin yall
Yes I be appallin yall
Boss type hold it down
Wantin all of yall
Callin yall never chasin me down
Three weeks, heartbroken
Yes you hatin me now
She speaks soft spoken
Till she datin the clown
Im takin em down
Reel em in and makin em drown
Mistake
I said gimme that, but Im takin it now
What I need from a nigga
Negative in his sound
Or dasity even askin me
For ass, I laugh
This bitch is fast and free
Swatin em off
When I see this niggas a flea
Plotin of cost for riches
Millionaire wannabe, uh huh
Chorus: [nokio]
What yall niggas want? [what we want, wha? ]
Cant touch [uh]
All yall niggaz need [what we need in our life? ]
Is right here with me [uh]
Sounds yall wanna hear [who da, who dat? ]
Swizz beats [uh]
Im the one you fear [why? ]
Its my time, feel me
Popular since I started my life
Eve you know my name
Probably the dangerous type
Brick house stallion
Think you taming me right?
Not this baby val philly streets
They raisin her right
Keep it pretty or can make it gritty be a lady!
Need boots pocket books and a baby 380!
But prefer to keep it
Calm and cool
When Im heated I suggest you move
Just avoid a bad situation
What you got to prove?
Leave her be
Chicken squakin hatin frequently
Manic man is obsessed
And stalkin me
If he
Icy enough, Im pricin his stuff
Be nicy enough
To let him spin, Im callin ya bluff
Puttin it down
Ruff ryders puttin they work
Snatched up the illest viscous pittbull in a skirt
Makin em hurt
Haters steady dishin up dirt
Changin the game, settin the rules
Makin it work, uh
Chorus
Leavin em scared
Mami takin all of this here
All of this fame Im hungry
Hope you cats is prepared
Niggas, set me up
And imma take it and run
Think its a game
Just check out how my format is done
Stalkin ya shine
And I do it to perfection
Made a promise everytime I touch the mic
To bless em
Used to tease me how I keep is greezy
Just to test em
Eve handcuff niggas but I dont arrest em
Shorty bang
Hear the niggaz sayin
Shout my name
Make the thugish niggas scream
Watchin me entertain
Dicks brick when I like the lips
Just keepin it plain
Fantasizin about this bitch
Got em goin insaine
Ooohs and ahhhs
57 thick in the thighs
Every thugs dream wife
See the love in they eyes
My time to shine
Whole package make her a dime
Want some more?
It aint over, just keep pressin rewind, uh
Chorus
Nokio:
Uh, 99, like 2000
Ruff ryders
Dru hill
Swizz beats
Eve
Comin for that ass
Uh
song performed by by DMX
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Pop Niggas
[ja rule]
How many niggas hit the scene like rule
Benley gt, pushin through bock flooded, with jewels
H-2 with the hungerous rule beside me
Armed up the army, dont play that with nobody
Rule, murder & gotti
We hittin bitches like lowes be hittin switches, 16 at a time
Times that behind with me down we lose and find
X style the night that they mind we ? the times
With renegades prowling this bitch with braids
Leather gloves with dark shades and sowed off day
Reminiscing the cleo, she go to living life flawless
Who the boss, you know this
Who the god, who fawlging
Hit me Im giving niggas 1 to 3
Yall need 1 to 3 hours to accomplish what we have built here
You nigga know this is rule here
Im cocking back, I got an idea
(chorus)
Just hop nigga, hop nigga, just hop niggas, cuz I pop niggas
When you see the rule comin
Clear the block niggas, hop niggas, just hop nigga, cuz I pop niggas
When you see the chrome run
Hop nigga, hop nigga, just hop nigga, cuz I pop niggas
When you see the rule comin
Clear the block niggas, hop nigga, just hop nigga, cuz I pop niggas
When you see the chrome run
[ja rule]
Yall niggas wanna see the n-g
Ill go watch it like its a hundred and ten of me
Guns bustin in every direction, the public enemy
But naah I aint chuck b, its rule baby
Yall niggas wanna get it crazy, come on yall cant fade me
The music is slavery, roll up and haze
Because most niggas is lazy cotton pickers
Wish theyd find out its me and my niggas they gone
Cuz they prisoners of they own home, we party and get it on
Live it up! as soon as we hit em home
We tuckin away the chrome and humpin up on some hoes
We dem niggas you love to hate...i know
Who cares I been blowin your bitch back out for years
Plus she shared so many tears for me
While you was away, was around the time I made put it on me
So homie, stay from round here you aint know, this is rule here
Im cockin back, I got an idea
(chorus)
[p. williams]
Yeah, you feelin hot tonight well look it here playboy we could go outside
(x2)
Huh, you feelin hot tonight well look it here lil mama we could go outside
(x2)
[ja rule]
Certain niggas need to be kissed in the ground that I walk
Shuttin up when I talk, its rule in full floss
5-0 is tellin him x marks the speasy
How niggas gettin dis money, it cant be this easy
Believe me, I see between cracks and crevices
Angelic and devilish, who thinks better than this
The shell love and angel live in the darkest angles, this is rule here
Im cockin back I got an idea
(chorus)
[p. williams]
Yeah, you feelin hot tonight
Well look it here playboy we could go outside (x2)
Huh, you feelin hot tonight
Well look it here lil mama we could go outside (x2)
(chorus)
song performed by by Ja Rule
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Ozone Mama
Written by: r. robinson & c. robinson
Its a trip yall
Git hip to this yall
It will git yall
Gonna hit yall
Never quit yall
Right in the middle of our minds
The bug that bit yall
Make ya itch yall
Inch by inch yall
Til your tall yall
See it all yall
Near and far yall
We wont ever let it drag
This funny feeling got me reeling
Like Im walking on the ceiling
Do it to me now
Chorus:
Ozone mama lay your daddy down
Under the stars right down on the ground
Mother nature got me thinking
bout the love that youve been bringin
Do it to me now
Cmon the ride yall
We provide yall
Its like this yall
Never miss yall
Git up and go yall
Ya never know yall
We be the bottom of your bag
Give a call yall
Anytime yall
Dont be slow yall
Ya gotta know yall
On with the show yall
Bring it all yall
We dont ever have to brag
Well you got this poor boy thinking
Your lovin cup Ive been drinking
Do it to me now
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Ya'll
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Remember in I-5 you couldn't feel my style
Remember when y'all said you ain't nuttin but a kid
Y'all said I wouldn't make it
Hey but I did
Remember when y'all said me and hump ain't workin'
Just check the driveway nigga we ain't hurtin'
I bet y'all niggas never take a bank style
It ain't my fault that yo group ain't high
It ain't my fault that you can't do shows
Either we movin' to fast or y'all movin' to slow
Now why you wanna go out and make me mad
If you drop another album you gone make me laugh
Cause y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Buy the car
Buy the house
Remember that
That was me
Diamonds all in yo face
Remember that
That was me and C
Southside still holdin'
Me
song performed by by Lil' Flip from The Leprechaun
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Feel It
Artist: charli baltimore f/ teddy riley
1 - can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
[teddy riley]
Its makin me hot, its makin me hot
Its makin me hot, yo, yo
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
[teddy riley]
Its makin me hot, its makin me hot
Its makin me hot, yo, yo
[charlie]
Uh uh uh
Wanna test my waters? step in
Hot, no question, what? interested?
Chick blessed in drop
No less than sick flows
Tell me who the best in ill pitch, ill bitch, hit it
Cats know I deliver blows, kill hits
Kill the light switch, Im barkin in my cb
Tight chick with charts in mind
Hearts in my actress
Better address me with status
Ms. and misses, yall whos and whats
Came in viscious
Everything I touch, yall wanna get it
Cats wanna hit it, hide when I spit it
What yall do? did it. wanna get it?
Wanna get rich, imma show you money
Now you want a hot chick, gotta throw your money
Why you wanna hate me, I dont know you money
Yall cats got late fees, I dont owe you money
Yall quick to wild out and just blow your money
Should it stash high, burnin flashlight
Girls need to know if youre stuck for money
Cats get sheisty, I might duck for money
Let em know, you aint gettin buck for money
And tall slick, I bank ten and front for money, what
Repeat 1
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Feel me come through hard so yall hear me
Turn back? never, rap vendetta
Each letter clever for that cheddar
Ball in cold weather, mink on the sweater
Dont speak to heather
Only fly lady certified indy, the rest gotta pay me
Chuck get shady, cats try to play me
Waggin mercedes benz for the lady
Me that, so he that, where the keys at?
Ride through, slide through for feedback
Like damn, she ballin, damn she that chick
Damn, she tall and, damn she got hits
Damn, she mad cool, damn she been chillin
Damn, mad jewels, damn she be spillin
Trust, we gon all ball love ya
Pop bubbly, imma make yall love me, uh
Repeat 1
Yo, yo
Just warmin up, chilled the whole song
Yall feel it yet? killed the whole song
Haters game raw, aint nothin pretty
Bank head strong so checkbook pretty
Reach the wrong city, crooked schemes
Counterfeit fiftys, crooked seams
Now I play scenes
Genuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballers
Stay real stacks backs you faces
Back to basics, flip rhyme basses
Chuck goin lace it, yall gon taste it
Fresh new face, did it mark my spot
Mark my x, park my lex, watch be lex
Face forgets nigga, lay some sex
Flow dough from bitch to hoe, flip the do
Flip the scripts, switch from hoe to bitch, nigga
Repeat 1 until fade
song performed by by Erykah Badu
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Nigga Please
[pharrell]
What, uh, cmon, uh, keep the change, my nigga, (its too late)
Its too late for that
Dont gotta to spit that game
Keep the change, my nigga, its too late for that
Keep the change, my nigga, its too late for that
[jay-z]
Uh, uh, young, neptunes, young chris, roc
Uh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug the block, get dollars
Pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug my nuts, bitch holla
[chorus: pharrell]
My nigga, please - you aint signing no checks like these
My nigga, please - you pushing no wheels like these
My nigga, please - you aint holding no tecks like these
My nigga, please - you dont pop in vest like these
[jay-z]
My nigga please, uh-huh, uh,
This my world, pimp stroll
Nigga please, you aint start out from your trunk
Then reach the roof, just to put your roof in your trunk
Nigga please, chumps dont tour like us
You on the road a million hours, I fly over your bus
Nigga please, you aint got your neck all froze
With the same logo that you got sketched on your clothes
Nigga please, you dont be getting no hoes
With la perla on they cheeks, cant be messing with cheap chicks
Nigga please, you seldom seen with chicks in 7 jeans
Manolo blahnik Im going through they body like an ultrasonic
You aint got em blowing no chronic
Divine intervention, you cant prevent me from shining
Nigga please, I been around the world
Damn near beat jordan in around-the-world
Nigga please, you cant even hold my shoes
I got wannabes who wannabe me that sound (nigga) better than you
[chorus + ad libs]
[jay-z]
Uh, pimp strolling on em
Black diamonds, rose goldin on em
Paper foldin on em
Snuck pass the dog noses with the foldgers on em
Keys, saran wrap with petroleum on em
Snitch got pinched but he toned it on em
Lawyers got it adjourned, try {? } on em
Witnesses, its no holdin on em
Just george jefferson strollin on em
Nigga please, this is me, this is real as it be
My videos is like real tv
That chick, thats me, that six, thats me
That boat, I had it on the mediterranean sea
Nigga please
[chorus + ad libs]
[young chris]
Yo, yo,
Nigga please, yall aint seeing no checks like these (no)
Yall dont run up in record labels demanding respect like we
Yall dont rock your roc-a-wear nike checks like we
Yall coach class, yall never private jet like we
My nigga please, yall dont smoke the sour diesel like us
You dont go to pop and get ya flour cheaper than us
Knock it off in three hours and repeat it like us
And repeat it we must, yall dont re-up like us
Ay, yall aint being like us, cause yall dont see it like us
The move the ds when they rush
My nigga please, they must be on es and dust
Then niggas fin with pills, yall dont get gs like us
My nigga please, yall youngns aint got o.g.s like me
B. sig, young hov, dame dash, kareem
Nigga please, somebody mustve gassed your team
Think a nigga outrun or outlast gangrene (ganggreen)
My nigga please
[chorus + ad libs]
[pharrell]
Amazing man, got your aerosol,
I made my money, but dont trouble the law
I keep the womens around
I got the gremlins crazy
And wanna know the time
Better have me shades, see
My nigga please
[chorus + ad libs]
song performed by by Jay-Z
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Say It
Funky is as funky does
Walked on over, there she was
Standing by the jukebox
With her ear up against refused to hear
What Im sayin, Im only prayin
I just want to make sweet love to you
Ooh ooh ooh
Understand?
I wanna be your man
I got a plan
She said speak to the hand
She said Im gonna rock your world, yall
Oh oh oh
I-Im gonna rock your world, yall
Chorus
Black or white, love or hate
You should get it off your chest
Before its too late
Say it, if you got something on your mind,
Say it
You must learn to release your
I got a car, it go fast
Keep fuzzy dice on the dash
Gotta bumper sticker, it says peace
Keep a gun under my seat
To protect you in case one of them bad guys come along
Ooh ooh ooh
Am I too rough, not rough enough
You like whips and chains, Ill buy that stuff
Oh oh oh
Chorus
Love or hate, skin black or white
Gonna eat you up if you keep it inside
So say it
Girl you got something on your mind, say it
Baby am I not your type, say it
Like wow, do you love me know, say it
Like tiger sanchez, your latin lover
Get up the nerve, gonna make a scene,
Walk it on over like a sex machine
Takin it to the floor, doin my funky dance,
Show her the tiger thats in my what what
Everybody funny, now you actin funny too
Was it something I said, something Ive done,
Something that I do
Did did I rock your world, yall
Did did I rock your world yall
Black white gay straight get raped
Did it late religious gone love hate
Stayed out way too late
Say it, got something on your mind, say it
Whats wrong baby, I aint your type, say it
Why dont you love my now
song performed by by Poison
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Dont Mess With My Man
[spoken]
Uh, I like it baby (yeah)
Uh, one time for the club (ye-eah)
Two time for my thugs, uh-huh
Three times for my ladies, cmon, cmon, cmon (ooh, oh)
Uh, nivea yall.. je yall... (oooh)
Uh-uh, je yall
[nivea]
It was hard to find a brotha that was down for me
So Im tellin everybody let him be
Cause hes mine and I cant take no pigeons tryna take my baby
So I thought I had to let you know
Find someone that you can call your own
Cause now youre walkin in the danger zone
And if I touch you Ill be wrong
If you mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my girls, got my man, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own man
[je]
It was hard to find a girl thats really down for me
Seems like a lot of niggas tryin me
Cause they tryna take my baby, oh what the hell
So now you really better check yourself
Messin with my girl is bad for your health and
So you know you will be dealt with
Better find your own girl
If you mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own girl
[nivea]
Girl Im warning you, if you want my man
You should just keep your hands to yourself, now-now
[je]
And playa Im warning you, if you want my girl
I suggest that you look but dont touch, now-now
[n] it was hard to find a brotha that was down for me, dont mess with my man
[je] its hard to find a girl thats really down for me, dont mess with my girl
[n] hard to find a brotha that was down for me, dont mess with my man
[je] so hard to find a girl thats down for me, dont mess with my girl
[nivea]
If you mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my girls, got my man, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own man
[je]
If you mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own girl
[nivea]
If you mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my girls, got my man, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own man
[je]
If you mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own girl
song performed by by Nivea
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Let's Live
(chorus)
lets live X5,
got to keep living, come on and
lets live X5,
try to stay, got to stay alive, my niggas
lets live X5,
we should be living here, come on and
lets live X5
lets live lets live...
ilook at my life and i realize i dont wanna let go, (no)
im tryin to survive i dont wanna die, im searchin the best road,
never playing myself, by playing with death, nigga yall better wake up to living,
and appreciate the life you're given,
oh no i dont (dont) wanna go, not now man,
theres too many things a nigga got planned too much to understand,
still so many goals for me to achieve and please believe it,
its rough but still that aint no reason to stop ya breathing,
they ask if a nigga was scared to pass away and i tell 'em hell yeah,
cant hug my babies if i drift and slip in hades its crazy,
and niggas be killin me sayin they ready to die, (you ready to die?)
im ready to live nigga.
grow old with my kids nigga,
aint taking no chances on no afterlife,
cause theres only death after life,
so ill be spending my time,
tyin to stay alive,
if i gotta live and let die
(chorus)
now we livin in a world full of war and murder,
but money makes the world go round and round,
everybody killin everybody
whats that sound?
nine millimeter heater buck em buck em all down,
ooh yall rest in peace, (looks like looks like)
people dont rest in peace, (the world: R-I-P)
(chorus)
now everybody wanna go to heaven, but nobody wanna die, (why?)
that dont make sense,
but let me tell you that i know of a place where (where),
we can just go and chill (just chill), for real,
no more crime,
no more strain,
no more dyin,
no more pain,
no more wasting our lives away,
got to pray X4
everyday X4
and if you fall,
be sure to write,
and everythings gon be all right,
just keep ya eyes on the prize,
and maybe you'll make it up outta this life,
we all die so young, victims of the gun
from poverty to harmony and then to (??)
my nigga you ready to end it?
speak for yourself;
im ready for life, and everything else?
to hell with that
(chorus)
song performed by by Krayzie Bone
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~Us~
Im crazy, outgoing, sometimes insane.
Yall say Danger is my middle name.
I love to take adventures, explore, and have fun.
But i'll never relax and stay in the sun.
My life is crazy, exspcially with yall,
but your my bestfriends your here till the end.
I can laugh my head off,20 minutes after our conversations are through.
But yall laugh with me, so that makes yall crazy too.
If your reading this my bestfriends.
You will know im crazy for sharing our life storys.
I hope yall realize im not letting you go.
Yall are my friends forever.
poem by Brook Mabry
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Get It Up
(appears on the poetic justice soundtrack)
Hey, ha ha
There it goes
Yeah
cause wes abouts to flow
There it is
For the fellas
There it is
Thats it
Thats right
There it is
For the fellas
Comin back on the sexy tip
Ya know what Im sayin
Wit no mo dresses for yall
No mo dresses
My brother (brother)
Get it up
Get it up
Tlc is back on the mic
Ya know
Ha ha
Get it up...
Get it up
Get ready for a real good time
Im gonna try to blow your mind
Cant ya see
You and me
It sounds so nasty
Get it up
Let your thang hang down
We could fool around
Dont ya know
I want you so (yeah)
Make me happy (oh)
Chorus:
Get it up
Get it up...
Get it up
Get it up
There is nothing wrong
With freakin all night long
Me and you
Were in a groove
It feels good to me
Get it up
Leave your cares behind (just leave your cares behind)
Let me try to find
Find a spot (a spot)
To get you hot (ha ha)
Let me do you
Ooohhh...
Chorus
One time huh (ha ha ha...)
Whoo...there it is
Uh...there it is
Yall know what its like
Yall know what Im talkin about too (ahh)
I know yall done did that nasty
Yo
And the left is thinkin about it
Just to think about it
Leaves your knees in tension
Hes not tension loosen up enough
Enough to clenchin
Whatevers mentioned (mention)
Not to mention what I hand you wit in question
And a question at hand (there it is)
Are you ready to make me feel the definition of a man (man)
Man, is it hot or is it me (oh-whoa-hoa-hoa)
Me I guess
cause when it comes to feelin free
Ya free villains on civility my sexuality
A formality of reality
So dont touch me in the morning and walk away (walk away)
As I commence to yawnin commence to stay (come on)
Stay up for the rest of the day (day)
Just enough for my tongue to play (play)
Play me back, back and forth (play)
Like a kiss (yo)
As I go a little somethin like this
Ohhhh...
You make me wanna sing
Ohhhh...
Get me, get me up (yeah hey yeah)
Get it up, get it up
I wanna love you baby
Ill freak you all night
(love you baby
Get it up, get it up
Ill freak you all night
Get it up, get it up
I wanna love you baby
Ill freak you all night
Love you baby
Chorus
Chorus
Wit no mo dresses for yall
No mo dresses my brother
You have to be down if you wanna be our baby baby baby
Know what Im sayin
Thats what Im talkin about
Baby baby baby, they got to be some fish out of the ocean
song performed by by TLC
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Underdog
I know how it feels to expect to get a fair shake
But they won't let you forget
You're the underdog and you got to be twice as good (yeah)
Even if you're never right
They get uptight when you got too much
You might start thinking too much, too (yeah)
I know how it feels when you know for real
That every other time (yeah)
You get a raw deal, yeah
Said I'm the underdog, yall
Do you know what I mean, yeah
Said I'm the underdog, yall
Well, I know how it feels to get demoted
When it comes the time to get promoted
Cause you might be movin' up way too fast
If you ever love somebody of a different set,
But the other set was an act you forget
well it just don't go like that, oh
I know how it feels
When people stop, turn around and stare
Say goodbye and they low rate, low rate me (yeah yeah)
Said I'm the underdog, yall
Do you know what I mean, yeah
I'm just the underdog, yall (a a a ahhh)
Un-der-dog, Un-der-dog,
Un-der-dog, Un-der-dog (roarrrr)
I know how it feels to be played upon
Be at the party but you're really all alone
They underestimate me
And if you hang out with people you don't even know
Simply because theres a whole lot more of them
You better think you cant
You better think you cant
I know how it feels when you're feelin' down
And you wanna come up but youre really
In the wrong part of town, yeah
Said I'm the underdog, yall
Do you know what I mean
Said I'm the underdog, yall
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Underdog, Underdog, Underdog, yall
Underdog, Underdog, thats me
Underdog, Underdog, Underdog, yall
Underdog hao hao haa (yeah)
Uhh / Come on / Uhh
I'm the underdog, yall
I'm the underdog, yall
I'm the underdog, underdog
Im the freak, Im the freak
I'm the underdog, yall
Ugh
Underdog ohoa
I said yeah yeah yeah yeaaahh
Aw
Ho ho hoa
No no no
Im the underdog
song performed by by Anastacia
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Moveing Things (feat. Master P And Samm)
I keeps a nine in my draws cause you know I like to ball nigga I ain't warren
G but sometimes I want it al flip half into a whole make a once into a brick
get it for $16 $5 me and muy niggas we onna be rich put them 20's on my benz
so you know I got some ends keep your eyes on your enemies and nigga watch
your friends seen the game it shyatie I got some niggas that don't like me
tell the ghettos trying to kill me, and the feds wanna indite me, on a murder I
didn't do, I'm still thugin with my crew, cause once you snitch your threw, if
you hustle then you true, but you live for the sh*t, but you die for the
clique', sle your soul to get rich, then run your mouth like a b*tch
(chorus) I know my man is moving things, (not a 5 baby, I got a job baby) that
one day my niggas gonna change (all the time baby I'm on the grind baby) repeat
1x !
Nigga we hustle the streets so it's like f*ck the police,my enemies don't
wanna see a nigga go up his feets, I got the crom for the hatas, and birds on
the table, give my life for the niggas and we splitting the paper, and say
thugging is the secret that help a nigga ball, O-Z's flippin quick and the cling
never fall, the grind got us strap with nines on our laps, crime is a trap,
choppin dimes and crap, henesi got your mind, if you slip you might give us
time, but I'm fighting for mine, if I die in this game, send my soul to God,
don't make it mine in this game eventhough it's hard
(chorus) repeat 3x's
song performed by by 504 Boyz
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Bad Bitch
[fabolous]
(hahahaha)
Yeah, Im a ghetto superstar nigga
Most niggas trying to get one chick, right?
Im trying to get two
You know, two is always better than one, right?
Yeah..
[verse]
Im trying to kill two birds with one stone
Its 151s prone, that have you and huns stoned
Trying the unknown
Doing things I know yall parents wouldnt con-done
Its you, her and me; eyes too blurred to see
Speech too slurred to g
But you know youngn would love ta
See ya upon each other, feeling on me while tonguen each other
Wow! its a wonderful thing
To have a pretty female under each wing
The cake can probly pollie, both of these bobby darlies
That take off their rockavalis?
My job is narly from getting slobbed on harleys
Getting smoke from the supplier, robbin marley
I hope this aint tooking wrong
But ma now I wanna see how both of yall look in thongs
[chorus]
I got a bad bitch on my left side (oww)
Bad bitch on my right side (okay)
I suggest it be best if we get by
Said a bad bitch on my left side (oww)
Bad bitch on my right side (okay)
I suggest it be best if we get by
[verse]
Im willing to geese em if they feeling a threesome
Im pulling up in the gt before the dealers release them
I aint with the blazay blah
Cause I hold the record for the most menage trois and lama taje (? )
I got a bad chick on my left lap
Bad chick on my right lap
Do as I suggest, I confess
At my request they gon get right
So when you see lipstick on both cheeks
That mean I slip dick in both freaks
They started calling me two time johnny
After repeatedly leaving the club wit two damn mamis
This brother done had em
From close friends, the girls all know each other from adam
Im always this humble boo, hell yes!
Its cool for your girlfriend to come through too
[chorus]
[verse]
At the most itll take an hour together
To get these girls from dancing wit each other
In to taking showers together
They know, its a studio in fab crib
One of yall can rock the mic while the other one ad libs
Boo, my government is personal
But I got enough sets of twins to make doublemint commercials
After trying x, I can only imagine what yall be trying next
The stacks that I be splurging have girls in the back of the excursion
Forgetting bout the fact that they was virgins
I dont care who you bringing wit you
Just let her know that Im poking her while Im fingering you
I love that thing that you do
And I know about the tongue and nipple
But I aint know you had a ring in it too
I can tell when they came, cause they start spelling my name
Like f-a, b-o, l-o, u-s (oww)
[chorus]
song performed by by Fabolous
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Struttin Like A G. O. D.
[chorus: repeat 2x]
Listen; I am the sun, I am the sea
I am the land, I am the tree
Im everything you want to be
Cause I be struttin like a g.o.d
Cause I be struttin like a g.o.d
Cause I be struttin like a g.o.d
[verse 1: busta rhymes]
Roll out the red carpet baby the God has come
No matter who you are or where you from
Check it I stay be repin the street and reppin the slum
And while you co-starrin this movie I star is the one, listen
You never imagined that I would become one of the most incredible
Until when ever Im done
Notice the God like meet you from when I was young
Blessed with such a maculess flow and a venomous tongue
How we keep you holla until you collapse on the lung
With the biggest followin the nigga slackin a nun
Able to move a mountain of niggaz havin then sprung
Just check out my women but how be havin then strung ass though
Like how the coke be havin them numb
Run up in the spot like I was holdin and clappin the gun
Now Im lose for yall Im bringin the proof to yall
Ballin and speckin the truth to yall
[chorus]
[verse 2: busta rhymes]
The chorus is singin the words that I fill in my gut
Thats why I always step with a bop and walk with a strut
And I always rep for the block and we all for the bucks
And we always step in the spot and be all for the cut
Vallet block two parkin spots all for the turck
Bounce to the world when I be tired and be gone for the month
And its all for the slut flowin like a force of the water
Keepin it runin so were the niggaz be at
Well they seein me commin
Summers people keep it clapin women just give me they lovin
They way the streets be fillin the kid they really be buggin
Like Im there dearly beloved my soldiers really be thuggin
Or how I really be slugging the ball out the ball park
Keep them whilin then ten minutes later then its sawed off
Create a small spark then down to the levels to make the walls stark
Testin the God I think he be needin them all off
[chorus]
[bridge: busta rhymes]
Listen
I keeps the hustle up in my vain
Cause its all in my blood
Fell my pain
Fell my love
Fellin niggaz struggle till the other one
[chorus - repeat 3x]
Getin to struttin like the g.o.d.
Listen
[verse 3: busta rhymes]
Im sayin we comin through when Im blockin the light
Niggas think they rockin the crowd but aint rockin it right
Make the people shout to the sound and rock for the night
Cause I stay in the struggle ready rock for the fight
I stay whipin the truck and leanin and rock what I like
And quadruple my money more than the block of the white
We sayin we bout ? ? stopin your rooms
How I be rockin the diamonds like Im dropin them jewels
[chorus]
song performed by by Busta Rhymes
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Wonderful (Remix) (Feat. Ja Rule & R
Wonderful (Remix)?
(Featuring R. Kelly and Ja Rule)
(Intro- Harmony: R. Kelly)
Huuuummmha, ha, ha, huuummm.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
(Chorus: R. Kelly and Ashanti)
(R. Kelly:) If it wasnt for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got, I wonder, hey.
Would you still want me (Ashanti: Want you)?
Would you still be calling me (Ashanti: Still calling you)?
You be loving me (Ashanti: Ill be loving you, uhhh-uhhh-uhhh-uhhh)?
(Rap: Ja Rule: Verse 1)
Wanna keep you flawed with no dough?
Pimpin aint easy. Trust me I know.
When gangstas and hos,
Go, go, go, go, go, go together like chinchilla and bad weather,
Im good but been better.
All my bros, chedda and glamorous things, copped a few cars.
A crib with a east and west wing.
Cause this is how Im livin and yall women know the secrets of how to get it and keep it, how to prey on my weakness,
Cause I want the P-U-S-S-Y.
Got a lotta niggaz wonderin it aint just I,
Gotta keep ya cash comin and that's on my life.
If it wasnt for the money and the things I got,
Shit, she probably wouldnt like me.
But I keep her and Irv and Jeffrey quite icy
Sip seraphin.
Who doesnt like me and the Murderous I-N-C?
(Chorus: R. Kelly and Ashanti)
(R. Kelly:) If it wasnt for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got, I wonder, hey.
Would you still want me (Ashanti: Want you)?
Would you still be calling me (Ashanti: Still calling you)?
You be loving me (Ashanti: Ill be loving you, uhhh-uhhh-uhhh-uhhh)?
(Rap: Ja Rule [and R. Kelly]: Verse 2)
I wonder why love is about money
and why you wanna take it all from me?
Honey,
My life is dark but its lovely.
Crimes, cars, cribs.
Aint that right Kelly
(R. Kelly: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!)?
Yall bitches dont know,
Money aint a thang.
Mami need a lil change,
Girl, Im pitchin quarters.
Closest to the arches but live in a fortress.
New Benzes, new Porsches,
New cases, new lawyers.
Im becoming the infamous Notorious Rule.
Niggas, couldnt walk a mile in my shoes,
Niggas dont possess the heart that I do.
And its a wonder that Im still here (R. Kelly: Gaw.),
Thought I was gone but Im still here (R. Kelly: Gaw.),
And all you bitches that left me here (R. Kelly: OH!),
Its kinda funny (R. Kelly: OH!) how you (R. Kelly: OH!) right back there
(R. Kelly: OH!).
(Chorus: R. Kelly and Ashanti)
(R. Kelly:) If it wasnt for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got, I wonder, hey.
Would you still want me (Ashanti: Want you)?
Would you still be calling me (Ashanti: Still calling you)?
You be loving me (Ashanti: Ill be loving you, uhhh-uhhh-uhhh-uhhh)?
(Harmony: R. Kelly, Ashanti, and Irv Gotti)
(R. Kelly:) Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh (Ashanti: mmmm)!
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Ashanti: hey-yeah)!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh (Ashanti: owww)!
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Ashanti: hey-yeah, mmmm)!
(Irv Gotti:) Ashanti
(Ashanti [and R. Kelly]: Verse 3)
Now, how many nights does it take to make you,
To be my love, through all these years?
Done had yo kids.
How could you wonder, hey-yeah?
See, I was wit you through the rain and thunder,
And all that cryin and that pain who-cha-grunda.
Now, tell me baby, do you still wonder, hey-yeah?
Cause Im that chick from I-N-C;
Some try to front, but then, chicks aint me.
Straight to the top, yall all gon see; all my ladies say (uhhh-uhhh-uhhh-uhhh).
Its no wonder why we still here (R. Kelly: Gaw.),
And all this hatin and we still here (R. Kelly: Gaw.).
You didnt think that we would be here (R. Kelly: OH!),
Aint (R. Kelly: OH!) no mistakin, this is (R. Kelly: OH!) our year
(R. Kelly: OH!).
(Chorus: R. Kelly and Ashanti)
(R. Kelly:) If it wasnt for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got, I wonder, hey.
Would you still want me (Ashanti: Want you)?
Would you still be calling me (Ashanti: Still calling you)?
You be loving me (Ashanti: Ill be loving you, uhhh-uhhh-uhhh-uhhh)?
(Outro: R. Kelly)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
song performed by by Ashanti
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Come On
Lie down
We can do this all night
I know u got a young man
U dont care about me
Hes darker than quicksand
Hes taller than a tree
What u need is some real lovin
Instead of these young-ass fools
I got the butter 4 your muffin
Just need the keys 2 the room
Chorus:
Come on, baby (shake it now)
Come on shake it now (come on, baby)
Come on, baby (shake it now)
Come on shake it now (come on, baby)
Come on, baby (shake it now)
Come on shake it now (come on, baby)
Come on, baby (shake it now)
Come on shake it now
We could freeze in london
U could hear me sing (hear me sing)
And if u wanna make love then (come on)
U got 2 wear my ring (put it on, put it on)
Cuz I dont want no mistress (talk 2 her)
Id much rather be bound (totally open)
Lets find a preacher
So we can get down, down, down
Chorus
Come on
Ha, ha - u and your girlfriend
Yall 2 of a kind
Just runnin these knuckleheads
3 and 4 at a time
Both of us want babies
But u still actin wild
The first rule in makin one
U cant be no child
Instead of hittin that remy (hittin that remy)
Why dont yall hit the door? (hit the door)
Ill book us on the red eye
And well be good 2 go (good 2 go)
And if every life has got a reason
U can be mine
Perfume in the bath, darlin
Champagne while we dine
Come on, baby (shake it now)
Come on shake it now (come on, baby)
Come on, baby (shake it now)
Come on shake it now (come on, baby)
Come on, baby (shake it now)
Come on shake it now (come on)
Come on, baby (shake it, shake it, baby)
Come on shake it now
Come on (come on, baby)
Yeah (come on, baby)
20 days in london
And u aint gimme no love
Could it be another brotha man
That ure thinking of?
Or could it be your girlfriend
Who never ever been straight
When I ask u - are u hungry? (hungry)
U say u already ate (ooh)
U can play me if u wanna
But u better let me know (let me know, baby)
I dont need 2 play the good licks
If there aint gonna be no show
Im better off sleepin with my guitar
If u aint gonna sing
Strapped 2 the body
Makin love 2 the strings
(yeah, baby)
Come on, baby - come on shake it now {x4}
(gimme, gimme good love)
Instead of talkin about babies (come on)
If we aint gonna make love
U cant do nothing 4 me, 4 me
(come on, gimme, gimme good love)
Cant do nothing 4 me, baby (come on)
Come on, baby - come on shake it now {x3}
Come on, baby
I got the butter 4 your muffin
song performed by by Prince
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Dirty World
[chorus - lil wayne]
Its a dirty world but it still spins
Ya cant do nothin about it but try to live in it
You cant live too large or live too small
Its a fix, but 2-2-6 gone still ball
[lil wayne]
No mater what, them people gonna always watch us
And them dirty judges gonna keekp on tryin to knock us
Playa haters everwhere, cant trust ya own peeps
And the feds got us with this new thing called conspiracy
Them dirty scamps throwin crosses, real niggas dyin
They put a limit to our flossin, dont wanna see us shine
But close ya eyes, it aint nothin, look the other way
This for my mother, lost my father just the other day
Im seein niggas get shot up, hell I got shot, too
Man, you hate me and I hate you, look what this world do
Now watch ya mouth when people ? ? ? ? seein they brains boil
Look I dont curse but in this verse nigga f*ck the world
Chorus 2x
[turk]
Niggas be wantin to kill ya, when ya on top they tryin to still ya
Surrounded by playa haters, how you gonna make a million?
Own boys be tryin to take ya spot, you think its cool but its not
Niggas be tryin to plot on what ya got
If you rich you better leave it low
Its a dirty old world, nigga, if you didnt know
Dont tell ya business to hoes cuz theyll cross you up
Tell they oldman you got her, hell try to chop you up
Watch ya back at all times, its a dirty world
Niggas get left and found over boy and girl
F*ck playin the game raw, I play it smart nigga
Think Im gonna get caught up nigga? I wont nigga
I keep my eyes wide, and dont trust no nigga or b*tch
These days, nigga, ya cant trust ya own click
Aint that some sh*t? this world nothin nice
Niggas hatin if you got it, its all gravy when ya trife
Chorus 2x
[juvenile]
Them b*tches got a nigga trapped, they aint givin a sh*t
But theyll give it to them japs, they buy property and dont even pay no tax
Ride nothin but lexus and lacs
The same treatment we ask, a destination of blacks
Give us a ballot of names, and expect us to vote
The way I see it, we losin out anyway this sh*t go
Show me a politician and Ill show you a crook
Show me a police officer that go by the book
Theyll plant dope on ya, go to court on ya
Give ya 99 years and slam the door on ya
Angola, the free man bout it, he dont play
Nigga get outta line, ship em to camp j
Food stamps and welfare done been cut now
They done f*cked the medi-care up, so niggas stuck now
Bet ya before the week out another nigga get killed
Bet ya pendleton dont give a f*ck how a nigga feel
We fallin like bricks, and they flyin like birdies
This world needs to take a bath cuz its too dirty
Chorus 2 ? x
[the b.g.]
Ya know this world so dirty, believe it aint clean at all
I gotta be a lil man and stand tall
Yall niggas jackin for they habit, they cant keep it up
F*ck with the wrong niggas sh*t, you get ya head bust
I only trust niggas that I know down with me
I see straight through cut-throat niggas easily
They tryin to snatch me, cuz they know Im what ya used to be
Cuz Im a major fu-uh-factor to c-m-b
But I keep a chopper thats damn near as big as me
Cuz I refuse to let any nigga still me
Thatll be stripes for a nigga on the f*ckin streets
Reppin off me, sayin they chopped the b.g.
I get some weed and just roll up
This world tore up, niggas on that dope, sick, fold up
My click rich wrapped in diamonds and pearls
Ya gotta be strapped, bein rich in this dirty world
Chorus 4x
song performed by by Hot Boys
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Move Somethin
[Verse 1]
Push it out girl, arch your back
Them 17s is fittin like bubblewrap
Uhh, plus they low on your hips
You there. let me grab
That thing you do keep me brick
50 told you bout the "Magic Stick'
Cmon, lean on me
Im in love with this scenery
Poke it out
Pon de river, pon de bank baby stroke it out
Sweat for your man
Both hands on your hips for your man
Me and the boys is your biggest fans
Everytime we see you we be like DAAAAAAAMN!
Work it girl
Move somethin, hurt me girl - oh!
[Chorus 2x]
Cmon, cmon, move somethin
Cmon, cmon, move somethin
Cmon, cmon, move somethin
Cmon, cmon, move somethin
[Verse 2]
Such pimply aura
Way way hotter that I was before-a
She wanna sit courtside next to a baller
Where the paper's longer and cats are taller
Woo! Im off on my own
Do the math mami, Ls on the throne
Now take it to the floor
Do a split if you really hardcore
Man listen here
Im hot today, aint concerned with last year
I see you lil' shorty ride shotgun
But I done left spotlights with a hot one
Made her hop out, and move somethin
Jump in my joint, and prove somethin
He-he, I laugh at yall
Dont worry bout the check, already cashed it yall
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 3]
Uhh, pull it to the side
Shake it for daddy, its time to ride
Make it sweat til it slide
Do your thing like its justified
Tease me a little
Its my turn to take it to the middle
Let me palm that thing
You got the bomb, I disarm that thing
Turn it around girl, I want that thing
You had to know the way you flaunt that thing
Your bodys jumpin
Aint no frontin when you prove somethin
Made i contact with me
Now bring that thing back to me
You do your thing so naturally
I think Im in love, actually
[Chorus 2x]
LL
N.O. Joe, hit me baby!
Hot one boy, "Definition
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Redemption
Hahahahaha!
(thug life bitch, goin out like that)
Once again! hahaha!
Once again! hahaha!
(thug life bitch)
2 pac- yall cant kill me!
(goin out like that)
Hahahaha!
2 pac- yall cant kill me! *lower pitch*
2 pac- yall cant kill me! *lower pitch*
Open fire on you niggaz
(thug life bitch)
2 pac- yall cant kill me! hahahaha
(goin out like that)
Once again! hahaha!
Once again! hahaha!
(thug life bitch, goin out like that)
Open fire on you niggaz *lower pitch*
2 pac- yall cant kill me! *lower pitch*
Once again! hahaha!
(thug life bitch, goin out like that)
(thug life bitch, goin out like that)
2 pac- yall cant kill me!
Once again! hahaha!
Open fire on you niggaz *lower pitch* (repeats in background)
Once again! hahaha!
2 pac- yall cant kill me!
2 pac- yall cant kill me! hahahaha
2 pac- yall cant kill me! *lower pitch*
(thug life bitch, goin out like that)
song performed by by 2 Pac
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Intro
Aaliyah....aaliyah
Wake up
Youve just now entered into the next level,
The new world of funk.
As we do it one time.
Creapin through the fog who that yall
A-a-l-i-y-a-h
Creapin through the fog how that yall
A-a-l-i-y-a-h
I got the beats for the streets.
A-a-l-y-a-h
Everything I make is so unique.
A-a-l-i-y-a-h
Say hey if ya down wit me.
Hey, a-a-l-i-y-a-h
Step to me, theres no need.
A-a-l-i-y-a-h
Creapin through the fog who that yall
Damn she be the bomb(say what)
Creapin through the fog who that yall
Damn, damn she be the bomb.
Wake up.
song performed by by Aaliyah
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