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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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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Keepin It Gangsta
[fabolous talking]
Fabolous, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
Yo, I dont care what yall do, how yall do
Where yall do it, just keep it gangsta
Look at them gangstas
[verse 1]
Fabs livin la vida loca
Only n**** in the hood you can come see for either weed or coca
Narks wanna see me and my team in a chair
They heard about the kid with the high beams in his ear
D.e.a been lookin for proof since 9-3
When I came through in the benz with the roof behind me
Tell them jakes through on bullet proofs and find me
You need extingwishers to go in the booth behind me
Who the f*** wanna beef
My fendi knits be 3x so you cant see whats tucked underneath
And I might not even drop
Just take my advance and make a small town in cleveland pop
Vivrant thing on my hip, that will make you breathe and stop
Rock ya chain in ya shirt, your roll(rollie) with the sleeve on top
You n***** know where my heat stay at
I leave n***** m I a and I aint talkin where the heat play at
Cmon
[chorus]
Yall know who
Keepin it gangsta
We come through
Keepin it gangsta
Yall know how we do
Keepin it gangsta
My whole crew
Keepin it gangsta
[verse 2]
N***** dont think Im still shavin crack
Cause I pull up in a truck with a system that make the pavement crack
Baugettes have my face and beard covered
And I keep a leathal weapon like mel gidson and dan glover
Now I lose v money and c lo
And the cops think me and muggs is g money and nino
I dont hit these honeys with c-notes
Rather put them on greyhound, strap these honeys with kilos
Type of gangsta every chick wants
I get nikes from aster you wont see hit the store for 6 months
Something bout the beamer x5
When I come through it be increaseing a skeos sex drive
Half the click look like they struck genisis up
The other half is tryin to wrap they sentances up
Tn never gone hate, half these artists never slum weight
When they call ny, its the only time they touch the 7-1-8
[chorus]1x
[verse 3]
I lay low on the other side of the globe
Carats hangin out the side of my lobe
Pull in ya drivers side and unload
They find ya when its time for your ride to be towed
On side of the road
With ya brain on ya passenger side of ya rove (rover)
Yall n***** aint aint gangstas til yall ridin
And feds tell ya hit a chick once and she runnin back like fred taylor
Im snatchin everything in the pjs now
Thats why most these n***** in workin with the d a now
If Im in a ride or a buggy coupe 5
Keepin it gangsta
If Im with a hoochie freak or a dime in a gucci sneaks
Keepin it gangsta
If Im probally in the hood or Im in hollywood
Keepibn it gangsta
If I slit 16 on a track or 16 from a gat
Keepin it gangsta
[chorus {till end}]
song performed by by Fabolous
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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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Down 4 U
Chorus
Ashanti [Ja Rule]
I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down for you
[ Do ya trust me? ] Yeah
[ Love me? ] Yeah
[ You're puttin' it on me Ya must be ]
Ya down ass chick
I wanna be your chick
[ It ain't only for the RULE baby ]
I ride for u, Down for u
Do anything ya want me to
I be ya down ass chick
[ Verse 1 - Ja Rule ]
This chick no intentions of bein' offensive
The women by callin ya'll bitches
My down ass bitches
Still my queen bitch's cut look clean
On ya finger next to the finger ya flipped at me
And this no in between me and you
Only me and you
Who else gon' put it on me like the RULE
God only looks after children and foo's
And you not so who gon' look after you
It's RULE baby
[ Verse 2 - Vita ]
True baby
It's only for you baby
Vita thighs only divide if you beside
Cuz I love the way you touch me
Nobody can get it
And if it's comin' and gunnin'
Just come in it and spit it
So when ya gone for a minute
I just fantasize like if it's you It's all in it
Then I'm satisfied til' you come back to me
Holdin stack and jewels
V-i-t-a and my nigga J-a RULE baby
Chorus
Ashanti [Ja Rule]
I wanna be your chick
I wanna be down for you
[ Do ya trust me? ] Yeah
[ Love me? ] Yeah
[ You're puttin' it on me Ya must be ]
Ya down ass chick
I wanna be your chick
[ It ain't only for the RULE baby ]
I ride for u, Down for u
Do anything ya want me to
I be ya down ass chick
[ Verse 3 - Ashanti ]
I'm gonna be here when ya need
RULE baby can always count on
song performed by by Ashanti
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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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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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I Dont Know
Dont know
(p.diddy)
All my niggas take a walk wit me
U aint gotta holla,u can talk wit me
Try to learn where my thoughts could be,and how I stack figures
Learn why Im real,still that nigga
I get money I aint gotta do a crime,shit
I hit dimes what I need with a 9
Before yall judge me be clear
We got nothing but heat here
Beware, we here
Whats my name? got chicks twisted like whats my game
Pimp thing still the same I smash it,i dont harass it
Ma,im a baller I score and pass it
Feel me,still me,filthy
Making hits is a crime i,plead guilty
And this is what we came to do
Party,diddy,usher,game is thru
Come on
(usher) (verse 1)
Its right round 11 oclock,one of your girls just called
Asked u how u look,are u ready
U tell her u look hot,not to worry at all
Niggas will be shook u doing it heavy
Shes telling u she might change but u tell her not to,surely she looks stunning
Itll be fun
The club will be full of game but none of that has got u
Me I think your runnin cause Im the one
(chorus)
I dont know what u came to do girl
What u came to do tonight
But I came to party,oh ohh
I dont know what u came to do girl
What u came to do tonight
But I came to party,oh ohh
(bridge)
Ure probably thinking to yourself whats the occasion
And belive me girl I dont just search for fun
The perfect gentlemen at every situation
And the only thing thats missing is the one
Is it u? ?
(chorus)
La la la ghetto girls,la la la suburban girls,la la la international girls
U smell me
(verse 2)
Had to take the time,to open up yo mind
Its exactly what u are.......open
U got the mesmerizing grind
Your shape should be a crime
Damn baby your a star
Your smokin
(bridge)
(chorus)
(ad libs)
(chorus)(out)
song performed by by Usher
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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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Aint Love A Bitch
(rod stewart / gary grainger)
Been in pain and Ive been in shame
But aint love a bitch
I been in fights, locked away for nights
But aint love a bitch
I been tailed, impaled, strung up
And nailed and left without a stitch
I been scratched n taxed n finally axed
But aint love a bitch
Oh I didnt understand till I was seventeen
She took me way upstairs and she wiped me clean
Oh I didnt realize she made a first class fool out of me
Oh maggie if youre still out there the rest is history
Youre all alone in the freezing cold
By the underground
Your hands are numb and youre feeling dumb
Cos you been let down
You thought you were rough and kinda tough
And maybe out of reach
Youre acting chic, playing hide n seek
But aint love a bitch
Oh I must state right here I been there before
My eyes were closed and so my friends
I still dont know the score
Oh dont underestimate the strength of it
It may be unwise to analyze even the cause of it
Youre driving home late one night and on the radio
Comes an old familiar song you used to know so well
(you know a lot about that)
Oh I cant comprehend this thing called love
Maybe its a matter of fact I just cant grow up
Deep down aint we all a little juvenile
All I really wanna know is there one sweet angel
That can make me smile
Aint love a bitch
Torrential rains, wars and hurricanes
I wouldnt budge an inch
Your rents unpaid and your team lose again
But aint love a bitch
You can lose your job, your home and your health
But aint love a bitch
Take it or leave it some day youll feel it
cos love is the bitch
Aint love the bitch, aint love a bitch
Aint love a bitch, aint love a bitch
Aint love a bitch
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Something Aint Right
(torney / spencer / snow)
Something
Something aint right
Something
Something aint right
Feeling kind of low inside
Longing to be by your side
See you there before my eyes
This love I feel has no disguise
But whats in a love when you feel so denied
I cant count all the times Ive tried
Something aint right
But Im never gonna let that something
Make me stop without a fight
No something aint right
And its been on my mind
Just a little too much
And bringing me down
Something
Something aint right
Something
Something aint right
Sittin in the dimmest of light
In my room with a view of the night
In the time it took for you to call
You left me holding onto nothing at all
Ill accept what I can
But I cant understand
Why you want it to end this way
Chorus
Verse 1
Chorus
Verse 1 x2
Chorus
Verse 1 x4
song performed by by Hollies
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Confessions Part II
Everything that i been doing is all bad..
I got a chick on the side..with a crib and a ride..
I been telling to you so many lies..
Aint none good... its all bad..
And i just want to confess its been going on so long..
I been doing you so wrong..
and i want you to know..
Everything that i been doing is all bad..
I got a chick on the side..with a crib and a ride..
I been telling to you so many lies..
Aint none good... its all bad..
And i just want to confess its been going on so long..
Everytime I was in L.A I was with my ex-girlfriend..
Everytime you phoned i told you baby, im working..
Noo.. i was out doing my dirt..
Oh.. wasnt thinkin bout you getting hurt..
I was hand in hand in the beverly centre..
Like man, not givin a damn who sees me..
So gone.. so wrong.. acting like i didnt have you sitting
at home
Thinkin about me.. being the good girl that you are..
I bet you probably believe..
You got a good man..
I mean I never would do the things im bout to tell you
I've done.. brace yourself.. it aint good..
But it would be ever worse if you heard this
From somebody else..
Everything that i been doing is all bad..
I got a chick on the side..with a crib and a ride..
I been telling to you so many lies..
Aint none good... its all bad..
And i just want to confess its been going on so long..
I been doing you so wrong..
and i want you to know..
Everything that i been doing is all bad..
i got a chick on the side..with a crib and a ride..
I been telling to you so many lies..
Aint none good... its all bad..
And i just want to confess its been going on so long..
I been doin you so wrong.
song performed by by Usher
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Movin On
W/ silkk
*silkk*
Yo mya
I know you got a man and all
But uhh I been watchin yall
And if he aint treatin you right
bout time you move on
Now Im not trying to get in between yall two,
But you gonna move, move this way
*mya - verse 1*
Im so confused
I dont know what to do ( gonna be aiight, gonna be aiight)
But I gotta be a woman
I gotta get over you ( yeah aiight, yeah aiight)
I think I saw your babys mother
Creeping at your back door (yeah-ee yeah-ee)
And your lying ass been cheatin
And I cant take it no more oh oh
Im movin on (move on)
Chorus:
On
(movin on)(and move my way)
On
(movin on-on) (move on)
Oh-on
Ill be movin on (and move my way, say what say what)
(2xs)
*mya - verse 2*
Whose drawers are these
You know I wear a size four (huh what, say what)
And if you say that youve been faithful
Who was at your back door
You aint got no money ( it dont matter about all that, I got some)
I shouldve left you long ago (yea-ee yea-ee yea-ee)
And your stroke aint strokin no more
So Ive been sleepin all alone
(she shouldnt have to sleep by herself you know what Im sayin)
If you know what I mean
Im movin on ( move on)
Chorus (2xs)
*silkk*
Well now Im a no limit soldier
Known to keep it rowdy
You know ones that make you say uhh
And bout it, bout it
Now one to the two
Two to the three
I aint sayin leave him
But you need to like roll wit me
Cause I can see you aint happy here
When I look in your eye
You a bird
You gotta spread your wings
So now its time to fly
You aint never gotta trip
Or remind me
Im trying to live ghetto fab
Like takin baths
In bottles of don p
But I aint perfect
Just imagine me with no flaws
Like a parking lot
Wit no cars
Cell block
Wit no bars
World wit no wars
L.a.wit no stars
Check this out
I can heal your broken heart
So dont be so fast
To react so quick
Or get all mad
And try to scratch up my 6
Now you know I get paid
For bustin all kind of tight verses
See I need a girl
That I can see on top
Like silkk and mya
Or vice versa
Chorus
song performed by by Mya
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Play That Beat
To the beat yall, play that beat [5x]
(this is a missy elliott exclusive)
[1st verse]
When you wanna go around the world (Im ready)
And if you want me to fight your ex-girl for you (Im ready [2x])
If you need me to cook you meals (Im ready)
And if you want me to come and chill with you boy (suga Im ready)
[chorus]
You dont know how you got me
Ive never been in so, but not me
I was always told not to be
Givin up the (cat) easy
Something you do reminds me
Friends be tryin to stop me
They cant believe you got me
Givin up the [cat] easy
[2nd verse]
When you need a backrub from working all day (Im ready)
Uh when you need a chick to come over right away (Im ready) (like this)
When you need me to wash your clothes boy (Im ready)
When you need me on the phone to curse out the hoes (suga Im ready)
[chorus]
Boy there aint none quite like you
Ask me and Ill always do
Cuz I got this thing for you
You know what a little (cat) can do
[repeat]
[chorus]
Im ready when your baby momma trips
So just call me come in doin backwards flips
My darling
Would you like me bust her lips
Cuz Im ready, show you Im the realest chick
And I love you
Ill do what you want me to do
I said I love you
For you Im more than a crew
Im mrs. do-right
Cant go wrong with me
I said r-e-d-y
Always on time
Uh, come on
song performed by by Missy Elliott
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A Girl Like Me
You know like I know you aint never ever met nobody like me
You know like I know you aint never ever met nobody like me
Chorus
You never met a girl like me
I aint goin other places you be
Who you run with who you having fun with
Thats how it is when you got a down low chick on ya team
Verse 1
I might wake you up in the morning and cook for you
If you having problem with a song Ill write a hook for you
11:30 at night I aint gonna look for you
Cause I know you coming home with me
I will never stress you or make you feel misled
If you wanna go to the movies Ill flip it instead
You dont pay me
I get this with my bread my bread
Cause you know my money aint a thang a thang
Chorus 2x
Verse 2
If you trying to be out to the party Ill let you go
If you want be out with somebody thats when I show
You do as you please cause baby thats how you know that
Theres no other place that Id rather go
I aint trying to be fussin and fightin up on yo back
Anytime you need me you know that Im getting yoback
Aint no one like me I want you to know that know that
I aint changing nothing cause its like that like that
Bridge
I know youre used to lovers
That treat you like their mother
So I know its hard to understand when I say
Im your girl but Im like your man
No matter if its sweet talk or street talk
Im right here by your side
And soon youll come to see
How it is to be
Down with a chick like me
Chorus 4x
song performed by by Christina Milian
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Now
Now!
(freaks on the floor) {repeats in bg during chorus)
1 2, 1 2
Light up another one dude
Chorus:
Now! (1 2 3 4, come on, come on, freaks on the floor)
(go go yeah) (now) (go go yeah)
Now! (1 2 3 4, come on, come on, freaks on the floor)
(go go yeah) (now) (go go yeah)
1 2, 1 2, 94
Im on the set, freaks on the floor
Dont worry about my name, its 2 long 2 remember
I could tell u now but wed be here til next september
3, it be like that, see?
This aint about the trippers trippin like they know they be
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Chorus {x2}
What u wantin 2 say? (get funky)
What u wanna play? (get funky)
3 4, 3 4, 99
She the new hero cuz shes so divine
Unaffected by the system, shed rather die
Than write a rap 4 some big booty heifer gettin by
On that booty, instead of doin duty
Aspire 2 be higher, I admire so I fire
Cuz its flyer 2 be hungry than phat
Take it from this sista, yall take it from that
Its flyer 2 be hungry than phat
The ride up front is better when uve been in the back
Thats a fact
This aint about this yall, it aint about that
This aint about the booty movin pumpin the max
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Chorus {x2}
What u gonna say? (get funky)
Now u wanna play? (get funky)
40, 45, snakes alive
Say one thing, do another, its time
We chill on that
Nah, I dont need a gat
Id rather see yourself checkin ass up 2 bat 4 another swing
Anybody can sing
Theres more 2 genius than the word my sister anything I would bring
Or would u rather dine alone?
If u change your mind, u can reach me on your video phone
Its a dime, as in dollars and thats my 2 bloody cents
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Chorus {x2}
What u come 2 say? (get funky {x2})
Come on, now how u wanna play? (get funky {x2})
Band!
(now)
67, 67
Freaks dance like they in heaven
Dj dont stop the music, dj dont stop the music
Fill us with de dope track, lick us, twist us, roll us in your mouth
Light us up and take a hit, light us up and take a hit
Mmm, suck us til were dry
And when were lookin like a roach, hit the lights
Before u say goodnight though
Lets make a toast yo
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Now! {x7}
(chorus) (get funky {x4})
(freaks on the floor) (now) {x3}
(get funky) {x3}
(now)
Now!
song performed by by Prince
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Dont Worry
Theres no need for you,
Baby,
It aint what you think,
So dont worry,
[verse 1]
You remember back in the day when,
We thought it was special,
When we always stayed down,
No matter where we went youd stay in touch,
Two people that were just so in love,
Now you probably aint feelin much,
Like things aint really been the way they used to be,
And you say it seems like I changed,
But Im still the same.
[chorus (2x)]
Theres no need for you,
(to worry bout me)
Baby,
(dont worry bout me)
It aint what you think,
(you still got me)
So dont worry,
(dont worry bout, dont worry bout me)
Even though it seems,
(youre losing me)
And things,
(aint what they used to be)
Baby,
(I aint gonna leave)
Dont worry,
(dont worry bout, dont worry bout me)
[verse 2]
I was headin out to cali,
For a show,
Said that on tuesday,
Id be home,
Left a message on your voicemail
Sayin Id call you later,
To inform you Im alright,
Now you callin,
Just to tell me that you heard,
I was seen in a bentley with my girls,
So Im on my way to a spot where people hang,
But nothings changed.
[chorus (2x)]
[bridge]
Theres no need to
Worry bout what
I do when Im away.
(dont worry bout a damn thing)
Dont worry bout what I do in my time,
(dont worry bout a damn thing)
Dont worry bout how I do when I put it down,
(dont worry bout a damn thing)
Trust in my everythings gonna be alright,
Gonna work it out, be home tonight.
[chorus (2x)]
song performed by by Aaliyah
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U. N. I. T. Y.
Queen latifah - u.n.i.t.y.
Uh, u.n.i.t.y., u.n.i.t.y. thats a unity
U.n.i.t.y., love a black man from infinity to infinity
(who you calling a bitch? )
U.n.i.t.y., u.n.i.t.y. thats a unity (you gotta let him know)
(you go, come on here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., love a black woman from (you got to let him know)
Infinity to infinity (you aint a bitch or a ho)
U.n.i.t.y., u.n.i.t.y. thats a unity (you gotta let him know)
(you go, come on here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., love a black man from (you got to let him know)
Infinity to infinity (you aint a bitch or a ho)
Instinct leads me to another flow
Everytime I hear a brother call a girl a bitch or a ho
Trying to make a sister feel low
You know all of that gots to go
Now everybody knows theres exceptions to this rule
Now dont be getting mad, when we playing, its cool
But dont you be calling out my name
I bring wrath to those who disrespect me like a dame
Thats why Im talking, one day I was walking down the block
I had my cutoff shorts on right cause it was crazy hot
I walked past these dudes when they passed me
One of em felt my booty, he was nasty
I turned around red, somebody was catching the wrath
Then the little one said (yeah me bitch) and laughed
Since he was with his boys he tried to break fly
Huh, I punched him dead in his eye and said who you calling a bitch?
(here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., u.n.i.t.y. thats a unity (you gotta let him know)
(you go, come on here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., love a black woman from (you got to let him know)
Infinity to infinity (you aint a bitch or a ho)
(here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., u.n.i.t.y. thats a unity (you gotta let him know)
(you go, come on here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., love a black man from (you got to let him know)
Infinity to infinity (you aint a bitch or a ho)
I hit the bottom, aint nowhere else to go but up
Bad days at work, if you an attitude then you were rough
And take it out on me but thats about enough
You put your hands on me again Ill put your ass in handcuffs
I guess I fell so deep in love I grew dependency
I was too blind to see just how it was affecting me
All I knew was you, you was all the man I had
And I was scared to let you go, even though you treated me bad
But I dont want my kids to see me getting beat down
By daddy smacking mommy all around
You say Im nothing without ya, but Im nothing with ya
A man dont really love you if he hits ya
This is my notice to the door, Im not taking it no more
Im not your personal whore, thats not what Im here for
And nothing good gonna come to ya til you do right by me
Brother you aint ? sick? (who you calling a bitch? )
(here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., u.n.i.t.y. thats a unity (you gotta let him know)
(you go, come on here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., love a black woman from (you got to let him know)
Infinity to infinity (you aint a bitch or a ho)
(here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., u.n.i.t.y. thats a unity (you gotta let him know)
(you go, come on here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., love a black man from (you got to let him know)
Infinity to infinity (you aint a bitch or a ho)
Whats going on in your mind is what I ask ya
But like yo-yo, you dont hear me though
You wear a rag around your head and you
Call yourself a gangsta bitch now that you saw apaches video
I saw you wilding, acting like a fool
I peeped you out the window jumping girls after school
But where did all of this come from?
A minute ago, you was a nerd and nobody ever heard of ya
Now you a wannabe...hard
You barely know your abcs, please
Theres plenty of people out there with triggers ready to pull it
Why you trying to jump in front of the bullet (young lady)
Uh, and real bad girls are the silent type
Aint none of this work getting your face sliced
Cause thats what happened to your homegirl, right? bucking with nobody
She got to wear that for life (who you calling a bitch? )
(here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., u.n.i.t.y. thats a unity (you gotta let him know)
(you go, come on here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., love a black woman from (you got to let him know)
Infinity to infinity (you aint a bitch or a ho)
(here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., u.n.i.t.y. thats a unity (you gotta let him know)
(you go, come on here we go)
U.n.i.t.y., love a black man from (you must let him know)
Infinity to infinity (you aint a bitch or a ho)
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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Boom! Shake The Room
Artist: jazzy jeff & fresh prince
Yo back up now and give a brother room
The fuse is lit and Im about to go boom
Mercy mercy mercy me
My life is a cage but on stage Im free
Hyped up syched up ready for wilin
Standing in a crowd of girls like an island
I see the one I wanna sic come here cutie
I flip em around and then I work that booty
Work the body work work the body
Slow down girl youre bout to hurt somebody
Oh and yo lets get just one thing clear
Theres only one reason why I came here
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
Chorus:
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Tic-tic-tic-tic boom!
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well here I go here I go here I here I go
Yo
Dance in the aisles when the prince steps to it
The rhyme is a football yall and I went and threw it
Out in the crowd and yo it was a good throw
How do I know? because the crowd went hoooo
In response to the way that I was kicking it
Smooth and individual
Rhymes always original
Like the dr. jekyl man and this is my hyde side
I am the driver and youre on a rap ride
So fellas (yeah)
Are yall wit me (yeah)
I said fellas (yeah)
Are yall wit me (yeah)
Why dont you tell the girls what yall wanna do
Ya wanna ooh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh--ooooh
Thats right yo and Im in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
I want everybody in the house to know
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
Chorus
Pump it pump it come on now
Repeat 5x
Yeah, come on now
Chorus
Here I go
The the f-f-f-f-fresh p-p-p-prince is who I am
So tell my mother that I never wrote a whack jam
But some times I get n-nervous and start to stutter
And I f-fumble every word for word I utter
So I just try to ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill
But it gets worse-a but worse-a but-but-but worse still
I need the c-c-c-crowd to k-k-k-kick into it
They help me calm down and I can get through it
So higher higher
Get ya hands to the ceiling
Let it go yall dont fight the feeling
Mic in a strangle hold sweat pourin
And like jordan yo Im scoring
Yeah thats right yall and I am in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
Many have died tryin to stop my show
I came here tonight to here the crowd go
Chorus
song performed by by Will Smith
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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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Cut Something
Je yall
Yall know
Yeah yeah check this out
We gon let yall hear a lil southern lingo
You hear what they saying
Cut something
Cut something
Cut something
You cut something
Ludacris:
Cut a nigga for the low low
Or betta yet cut a nigga from so so
I heard you cut a nigga from the dtp
And got ddted from college park to the dec
See we be sittin on low pro
Shippin bitches by the boat loads
Not to many people dat can see this cheese
Betta run these gs
Ludacris and the pimp mcs je
Je to all of yall
Who dont know
Let me explain
What cuttin is and how it go
Gotta know the game
Cause you can say the wrong thing
To the wrong girl
With the wrong man
And lets just say it might be a long night
First thing you should know
Do she get down
Now if shes even feelin you
Is she worth your wild
Like this girl I met the other day
She was feeling me
I was feeling her
And I couldnt believe what she said
Hook she said cut something
She looked at me
I looked at her
I said aint nothing
I couldnt believe what I just heard
She was not frontin
I like my woman kinda bold
But she was un un
She said cut something
Im peeping you
You peeping me
So lets stop playing
She said you aint never had a girl like me
Make you feel like this
So we can go after the show
Baby cutn something
We should cut something
Dont be scared
I usually never mess with a girl that steps
Up to me before i
Even get the chance
Let a woman be a woman
Let a man be a man see
And thats the way I like it baby
Now theres always exceptions to
To every rule
This one had to let on in
She was hella cool
She like to do the things
That a man really want it
This is what she said
Hook
I know that things have changed
Cause now when women go out
They be on the prowl
Harder then men
I know when I figured it out
When this girl walked up
She said cut something
Something
Aint like Im trippin about it
I just remembered when a man could be a man baby
Yes
I still cant believe what she said
Ludacris:
She need me to feed it
And beat it
Beat it then skeeted
Shed greet it with open tongue
The coke and rum
Gotta her so excited
Shes screamin at the top of lungs
She just cant hide it
Im pop her gums
Cock my popular gun
Shoot shoot
Lick lick
From the head to the toes
Head to the floor
Head till aint no head no more
Cut till aint no bed no mo
Cut to ya bitch dont beg no mo
Jagged edge grabbin legs
Women in the morning scrambling eggs
Cookin meal
Makin deals
And I gotta tell what she said
Hook
song performed by by Jagged Edge
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