Izzo
Ladies and gentlemen let's put our hands together for the astonishing
(*girls singing*)
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a...
[jay-z]
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world
The flow of the century.. oh it's timeless.. hov'!
Thanks for comin out tonight
You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me
I appreciate that.. uuunnnh..
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in va
Was hurtin 'em in the home of the terrapins; got it dirt cheap for them
Plus if they was short with cheese i would work with them
Brought in weed, got rid of that dirt for them
Wasn't born hustlers, i was birthin 'em
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so freezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Haters want me clapped and chromed it ain't easy
Cops wanna knock me, d.a. wanna box me in
But somehow, i beat them charges like rocky
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Not guilty, he who does not feel me
Is not real to me, therefore he doesn't exist
So poof -- vamoose, son of a bitch!
[chorus]
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in va
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Not guilty y'all got to feel me
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up!
[jay-z]
Holla at me...
I do this for my culture
To let 'em know what a nigga look like, when a nigga in a roaster
Show 'em how to move in a room full of vultures
Industry shady it need to be taken over
Label owners hate me i'm raisin the status quo up
I'm overchargin niggaz for what they did to the cold crush
Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hoed us
We can talk, but money talks so talk mo' bucks
[chorus]
[jay-z]
Yeah...
Hov' is back, life stories told through rap
Niggaz actin like i sold you crack
Like i told you sell drugs; no, hov' did that
So hopefully you won't have to go through that
I was raised in the pro-jects, roaches and rats
Smokers out back, sellin they mama's sofa
Lookouts on the corner, focused on the ave
Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk
Me under a lamp post, why i got my hand closed?
Cracks in my palm, watchin the long arm of the law
So you know i seen it all before
I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight
To try and to fail, the two things i hate
Succeed in this rap game, the two things that's great
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
What else can i say about dude, i gets bu-sy
[chorus]
(*girls singing*)
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a... (*repeat 4x to fade*)
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H To The Izzo
ladies and gentlemen, put our hands together for the astonishing...
(girls singing)
H to the izz-o...v to the izz-a...
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world
The flow o' the century...oh it's timeless...hove!
Thanks for comin' out tonight
You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me
I appreciate that...uuunnnh...
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in va
Was herbin' em in the home of the terrapins
Got it dirt cheap for them
Plus if they was short wit' cheese i would work wit' them
Boy and we...got rid of that dirt for them
Wasn't born hustlers i was burpin' em
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so freezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Haters want me clapped and chromed it ain't easy
Cops wanna knock me, d.a. wanna box me in
But somehow, i beat them charges like rocky
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Not guilty, he who does not feel me is not real to me
Therefore he doesn't exist
So poof...vamoose son of a bitch
Chorus
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in va
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
Not guilty ya'll got-ta feel me
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up!
Holla at me...
I do this for my culture
To let 'em know what a nigga look like...when a nigga in a roaster
Show 'em how to move in a room full 'o vultures
Industry shady it need to be taken over
Label owners hate me i'm raisin' the status quo up
I'm overchargin' niggaz for what they did to the cold crush
Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hold us
We can talk, but money talks so talk mo' bucks
Chorus
Yeah...
Hove is back, life stories told through rap
Niggaz actin' like i sold you crack
Like i told you sell drugs...no...
Hove did that so hopefully you won't have to go through that
I was raised in the pro-jects, roaches and rats
Smokers out back, sellin' they mama's sofa
Lookouts on the corner, focused on the ave
Ladies in the window, focused on the kinfolk
Me under a lamp post, why i got my hand closed?
Cracks in my palm, watchin' the long arm o' the law
So you know i seen it all before
I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight
To try and to fail, the two things i hate
Succeed in this rap game, the two things is great
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a
What else can i say about dude, i gets bizzay
Chorus
(girls singing)
H to the izz-o, v to the izz-a... (4x to fade out)
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Izzo - In The End (live)
This is final
Ladies and gentlemen, put our hands together for the astonishing...
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world
The flow o' the century...always timeless...HOVE!
Thanks for comin' out tonight
You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with us
We appreciate that...uuunnnh...
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
Was herbin' em in the home of the Terrapins
Got it dirt cheap for them
Plus if they was short wit' cheese I would work wit' them
Boy and we...got rid of that dirt for them
Wasn't born hustlers I was burpin' em
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so breezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Haters want me clapped and chromed it ain't easy
Cops wanna knock me, D.A. wanna box me in
But somehow, I beat them charges like Rocky
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Not guilty, he who does not feel me is not real to me
Therefore he doesn't exist
So poof...vamoose son of a bitch
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Not guilty ya'll got-ta feel me
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Yo, It starts with
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
I Didn't look out below
I Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, and didn't even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me, will eventually, be a memory, of a time when I tried so
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
LP, Jay-Z, help me out
Oh, they havin' a good o' time out there
It starts with
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
LP, Jay-Z, help me out
Oh, they havin' a good o' time out there
It starts with
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
LP, Jay-Z, help me out
Ladies and Gentlemen
It starts with
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Izzo / In The End
This is fun.
Ladies and gentlemen,
put our hands together for the astonishing...
Yeah...
[Mike]
Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen
to the eighth wonder of the world.
The flow of the century, always timeless Hove!> Thank you for coming out tonight.
You could've been anywhere in the world, but
you're here with us.
We appreciate that Uuunhh
[Jay-Z]
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
Was herbin' em in the home of the Terrapins
Got it dirt cheap for them
Plus if they was short wit' cheese I would work wit' them
Boy and we...got rid of that dirt for them
Wasn't born hustlers I was burpin' em
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so freezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Haters want me clapped and chromed--it ain't easy
Cops wanna knock me, D.A. wanna box me in
But somehow, I beat them charges like Rocky.
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Not guilty, he who does not feel me, is not real to me
Therefore he doesn't exist
So poof...vamoose son of a bitch
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Not guilty ya'll got-ta feel me
H to the izz-O,
(check it out)
V to the izz-A
[Mike]
Yo!
It starts with
(It starts with one)
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind
i designed this rhyme to explain in due time
All I know
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal (so unreal)
I Didn't look out below
I Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, but didn't even know
I wasted it all
just to watch you go (watch you go)
I kept everything inside
And even though I tried
It all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a
memory of a time when
When I tried so
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Lp, Jay-Z, Help me out!
Oh they having a good old time out there!
It starts with
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Lp, Jay-Z, Help me out!
Oh they having a good old time out there!
It starts with
H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A
Lp, Jay-Z, Help me out!
Oh they having a good old time out there!
[Fades out..]
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Dirt Off Your Shoulder / Lying From You
[Mike Shinoda]
When I pretend everything is what I want it to be
I look exactly like what you always wanted to see
When I pretend, I can't forget about the criminal I am
Stealing second after second just cause I know I can but
I can't pretend this is the way it'll stay I'm just
(trying to bend the truth)
I can't pretend I'm who you want me to be, so I'm
(Lying my way from you)
[Chorus: Jay-Z]
If you feelin like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggaz is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[Verse One]
I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force
Tryin to hustle some things, that go with the Porsche
Feelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forced
Middle finger to the law, nigga grip'n my balls
All the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin
All the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leanin
All the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makin
But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it
Came from the bottom the bottom, to the top of the pots
Nigga London, Japan and I'm straight off the block
Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block
I can run it back nigga cause I'm straight with the Roc
[Chorus]
[Chorus Two]
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder
[Verse Two]
Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda
I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover
Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir
Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya
But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin
Now fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em
Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling
In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin
with a boss bitch of course S.C. on the sleeve
At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen
I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean
No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real
[Mike Shinoda & Chester]
I remember what they taught to me
Remember condescending talk of who I ought to be
Remember listening to all of that and this again
So I pretended up a person who was fittin' in
And now you think this person really is me and I'm
(Trying to bend the truth)
But the more I push the more I'm pulling away 'cuz I'm
[Chorus]
(Lying my way from you)
No no turning back now
(I wanna be pushed aside so let me go)
No no turning back now
(Let me take back my life I'd rather be all alone)
No turning back now
(Anywhere on my own cuz I can see)
No no turning back now
(The very worst part of you)
(The very worst part of you is ME)
This isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought that what I said would
have you running from me
Like This
This isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought that what I said would
have you running from me
Like This
This isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought that what I said would
have you running from me
Like This
This isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought that what I said would
have you running from me
Like This
[Chorus]
(You)
No turning back now
(I wanna be pushed aside so let me go)
No no turning back now
(Let me take back my life I'd rather be all alone)
No turning back now
(Anywhere on my own cuz I can see)
No no turning back now
(The very worst part of you)
(The very worst part of you is me
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Put Em Up
[verse 1]
i saw this guy 6 foot 3, talking on his cellie, looking at me, i liked his vibe, the magnul
eyes, (oh yea, mmm mmm) across the room, the way he moved, looking all hot in them timbaland boots,
i liked the things, the things he do, (oh yea, mmm mmm)
[hook]
you know its time for dancing,tonight if you wanna take a chance and, my single ladies need some
attention, i wanna see the fellas make a move, throw it up, give it up dont stop
[chorus]
(put em up) if you got money in the bank and your own credit cards and a drop to sit in
(let me see you put em up) if you got a clip on your cash when you go to the club and you get in 4 free
then (let me see you put em up, put em up 4 me) if u makin money with class and you win a booket
and you know how to treat em (let me see you put em up) maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
until that saturday
[verse 2]
sexy boy, come with me,daddy i got the things you need, what's your favorite food, caramel creme, then
you need to take, take a piece of me,give me all your information, technology nor
communication,and i really like the way your thoughts shine, (oh why, oh why)
[hook]
[chorus]
[3LW]
feel me (feel me), throw yo hands up(hands up) you got me (got me) its time to party
everybody feel me, you brought that good stuff, then lets just get it krunk till you can get
enough, get enough
[rap]
east coast rockin it, west coast stay rockin, rockin
3l dub shakin all my fellas watchin, watchin, its a dude cuz im missin ya, put ya damn hands up
like im friskin ya, compliments to the chef cuz ya lookin scrumpcious, do u want it, bump it,
wiggle in the middle who done thunk it?
i hear a girl can mack the plane anet naughty by double eye 3l dub
dammit, what i see i need i like, cons 4 life how yall feelin iight, put ya hands on her hip you
betta punch it right, that means if you aint feel it then you aint touchin right, its the game
and the fame that makes the ladies want it, i can pull up in a hooptee with with a donut on it, im
2 street you too sweet to fight its never too mant to me to nite, i stay thuggin, keep the
ladies lovin it a party aint a party if u aint 3l dubbin it
[chorus until fades]
song performed by by 3LW
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Girl Talk
You see I had this brother who was mad at me
Cuz I told my home girl that he wasn't packin'
Told the truth so I really don't give a damn
That I spilled the beans on his little short stem man (oh)
Some of y'all be foolin' us
Big feet big hands just plain big
The sex ain't worth a damn
We women wanna know these things
If y'all got the bat but not the swang
Put in work
If you don't want the girl to talk
And you don't want your feelings hurt
Put in work
Cause if you don't
That girl's just gon' go spreadin' the word
Girls talkin' got ya all caught out there
Why you thinkin' that it's all about ya
Forget she told me everything about ya
But the girls are talkin'
The girls are talkin'
Girls talk about the booty too
About the way a brother is hangin' too
When you didn't think that nobody knew
You see the girls are talkin'
The girls are talkin'
Listen y'all need to know this
That we'll straight up go tell your business
So if you're gonna come you better come with it
If you ain't swingin' just put your tongue in it (oh)
Some of y'all be killin me
Thinkin' you got powers like Austin
But you're more like Mini-Me
And when you finally get your blood flowin'
It be lookin' like a pinky with a glove on it
Put in work
If you don't want the girl to talk
And you don't want your feelings hurt
Put in work
Cause if you don't
That girl's just gon' go spreadin' the word
Girls talkin' got ya all caught out there
Why you thinkin' that it's all about ya
Forget she told me everything about ya
But the girls are talkin'
The girls are talkin'
Girls talk about the booty too
About the way a brother is hangin' too
When you didn't think that nobody knew
You see the girls are talkin'
The girls are talkin'
What up papi
You think you got game?
(Well holla at me)
I know you're feelin' like my sexual tame
Can make ya happy
You'll remember me
Left Eye - TLC
You got to lick it before you stick it
And that's just me
I be killin' 'em with the Gucci fits and kicks
And you be hurtin' my ears with them lines so swift
You get a new approach
You're game's a joke
Co-signin' from the sidelines tryin' to poke
I'm bigger than that
You're small talk face the fact
You wanna rock the boat a little
Well earn your pass
And it's the last call for alcohol
Meet at the bar
Me and my girls doin' it big
We pop stars (yeah)
Girls talkin' got ya all caught out there
Why you thinkin' that it's all about ya
Forget she told me everything about ya
But the girls are talkin'
The girls are talkin'
Girls talk about the booty too
About the way a brother is hangin' too
When you didn't think that nobody knew
You see the girls are talkin'
The girls are talkin'
Girls talkin' got ya all caught out there
Why you thinkin' that it's all about ya
Forget she told me everything about ya
But the girls are talkin'
The girls are talkin'
Girls talk about the booty too
About the way a brother is hangin' too
When you didn't think that nobody knew
You see the girls are talkin'
The girls are talkin'
Girls talkin' got ya all caught out there
Why you thinkin' that it's all about ya
Forget she told me everything about ya
But the girls are talkin'
The girls are talkin'
Girls talk about the booty too
About the way a brother is hangin' too
When you didn't think that nobody knew
You see the girls are talkin'
The girls are talkin'
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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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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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til I Say So
1 - I can tell that youre feelin me
And from the corner of my eye
I see you checkin me
But boy you better take it slow
Cuz you cant pass go, til I say so
Repeat 1
When you made your move
I knew it was on
Tried to turn me out
With your looks and charm
Guess you thought that
You had this one won
You guessed it wrong
Cuz the game just begun
2 - do I look like I was born yesterday?
Better find another girl to play
I must admit your game was kinda slick
This time you met your match, Im up on it
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
Wanna take some time
And feel things out
Stakes are high
And I got some doubts
Pressures on
Things are touch and go
Should I raise it boy?
Or should I lay low?
Repeat 2
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
[rap]
Yo baby, you dangerous
You and your crew wanna hang with us?
Maybe, but you be actin so shady
You done picked the wrong ladies
Its keelay, t and ag
Baby, you feelin that? (uh-huh)
You wanna bring it back? (uh-huh)
You aint gettin that
Im sayin though, no one goes til I say so
Take a step back and lay low
Little women get them pesos, and stayed yo, whoa
You dont know? now you do
Im tellin you stand off
Im sorry, cut your plans off
Look all you want but hands off, uh
Repeat 1 to fade
song performed by by 3LW
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Confession, Part 1
CHORUS -(REPEAT)
everything that i've been doing
it is all bad
i got a chick on the side
with a crib and a ride
i've been telling you so many lies
ain't no good
it's all bad
and i just wanna confess
whats been goin on so long
girl i been doin you so wrong
and i want you to know that
Everytime i was in L.A. i was with my ex-girlfriend
Evertime you called i told you,
"Baby, I'm workin" (no!)
i was out doin my dirt (oh!)
wasn't thinkin bout you gettin hurt
(i) was hand in hand in the beverely center like man
not givin a damn who sees me
so gone
so wrong
Actin like i didn't
have you sittin at home
thinkin about me
bein a good girl that you are
i bet you probaly believe you got a good man
a man that would never do the things im about to tell you ive done
Brace yourself
it ain't good
but it would be the worst if u heard this
from somebody else
CHORUS -(REPEAT)
if i could turn back the hands of time
and start all over i would
instead of everything being all bad
baby, everything would be all good
I don't wanna lose you
but i know what i'm tellin you
ain't gonna make you wanna stay
probaly just wanna runaway
i'm mad enough to punch me in my face
i've been livin like an idiot
and i deserve every bit of it
i know......today is the day
that i ain't gonna lie, 'n' the plan, 'n' the board
girl, i'm sorry
baby, i'm orry
but i can no longer walk around
with this stress on my chest
i confess
CHORUS -(REPEAT)
break it down
ooh ohh -(in background)
yeah baby
ooh baby
don't leave me baby
ooh ooh -(in background)
(everything that i)
CHORUS -(REPEAT TILL FADE)
song performed by by Usher
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Okay Feat.Youngbloodz & Lil' Jon
[1]
La la la la la lalalala la lalalalalala
Just got up in this party, tipsy off this Bacardi, bout to take this flight, so high, say bye, bye. We up in here all
night now, my girl like hey that's my song, cuz I'm feeling fine, so fine, so fine.
[Chorus]
All the girls that feel me say o yeah...in the club u hear me say o yeah feeling good, feeling great I look good don't hate. If
the fellas feeling good say oh yeah and if your liking what u do say oh yeah...feeling good...feeling great u look good boy
too don't hate. All my girls get your hair fixed and your nails done put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay) okay (okay) ...u got the drink, get another one make him pay for it....put it anywhere and say okay (okay) okay
(okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)..
[2]
Your hands all on my booty, two stepping in my Gucci, they're like go girl (go girl) go girl (go girl) go girl
(go girl) u like the way I shake it, you wanna see me naked, it could be your night, your night...your niiighhtt.
[Chorus]
All the girls that feel me say o yeah...in the club u hear me say o yeah feeling good, feeling great I look good don't hate. If
the fellas feeling good say oh yeah and if your liking what u do say oh yeah...feeling good...feeling great u look good boy
too don't hate. All my girls get your hair fixed and your nails done put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay) okay (okay) u got the drink, get another one make him pay for it....put it anywhere and say okay (okay) okay
(okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)..
[Sean Paul]
[3]
What's Happenin shawty, I'm sean paul, let me holla atcha..what I gotta do..throw a couple dollas at cha? Lift my
arm, show my wrists tell ya that I ball pick u up in benz and take ya to the mall and all heres my numba shawty in case u
want the street thing..look me up I'll introduce u to a new game show u where I hang..girl u'll be my sweet thang I love
ur style, love ur nails and ur tight jeans
[Youngbloodz]
[4]
I'm what u call a playa baby how u love that? A youngblood feeling good and never laid back, always run with that
goose and never Conyack, and keep my ears to these streets cuz that's where home at. So whats shakin in this party, pour a
drink up and to my ladies lookin good throw ur hands up. Now where my fellas at, ya know how we get crunk. So DJ spin it
back for me now.
[Chorus (2X)]
All my girls get your hair fixed and your nails done put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay) okay
(okay) u got the drink, get another one make him pay for it....put it anywhere and say okay (okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay)..
All my girls up in the club...All my girls up in the club...say oh oh oh oh oh..say oh oh oh oh oh..All my fellas spin them thugs...All my fellas
spin them thugs...say oh oh oh oh oh ...say oh oh oh oh oh
lalal lalalalla lala lala la lalal la
song performed by by Nivea
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All Around The World
Swear to God I just touched down
[chorus: jay-z + (latoiya)]
All around the world.. (same song)
Killa cali nigga (same song)
A-t-l (same song)
Real-adelphia.. dude its all around the world
[jay-z]
London, england, south of france
And all points between they know about your man
Konichiwa ladies when Im out in japan
Im a tokyo giant like ichiro, I am
Piss poor nigga from the hood but I blew
Now I bounce six-fours up and down crenshaw
Spot me the hotel, the cap, or capri
Bathrobe, slippers in the lobby like weed
Your manll stand manta ray, handlin a steak
And handlin the modern stand about five-eight
Five-nine fine wine fine dine either that
Or Im mixin in switzerland, tryin to buy time
Ballin out in bali when its gorgeous out in cali
Brunchin at the 4 seasons, off the heezy
When its back home nigga back to the zone
Nigga back to the books to the rhymes that took me
[chorus: jay-z + (latoiya)]
All around the world.. (same song)
Brooklyn bombers (same song)
Detroit players (same song)
Chi-town.. all around the world
[jay-z]
Said its all love, sure club, m-i-a
Party at bungalow eight, when I stay
Pool look like a hundred beyonces
A couple fiances, Im the new devante
Come and talk to me mami in the ea-sy
Garant, I hope, she aint too young
Only twenty-one and older let another nigga mold her
Im just tryin to show her how a baller and a roller
Sleep one place, sell the pie to keep the engine
Runnin then I wake up in marthas vineyard
Same boss this year, I think Im gon spend christmas
Reminisce about the time my mom couldnt spend christmas
Now Im gon send her on her own little wish list
Anywhere in the world, anywhere for my girl
Forever my lady, blind crippled and crazy
A ticket and you pay to see d - sweet sade
[latoiya]
Sade, sade, dont you know I love you sweet sade, sade
All around the world
[jay-z]
Said it aint where you from yo its where you at
Real niggaz out in brooklyn, some niggaz dont clap
Its real killers out in cali, some niggaz just act
Hollywood like they out the hood, its all to the good
Real players in the d-twa, some of them throwed
Slackin on they mackin, rest haven for hoes
Real pranksters in the chi, most of them real folks
Disciplined gangsters, come on charlie I know
Shit it aint about your city or borough
Its bout if you really as thorough
And if you are, holla at your boy
I put my hand on my heart, that means I feel you
Real recognize real and you lookin familiar
Ima bed-stuy nigga but I do it to death
I promise Im as st. thomas homey eatin at chefs
One-twelve, a-t-l, the sun up yet?
Then we party like the sun dont set
[latoiya]
We gon take you all around the world.. its the same song (same song)
Everywhere (same song)
Its the same song (same song)
We gon take you all around the world.. same song (same song)
Same song (same song)
Same song (same song)
All around the world..
song performed by by Jay-Z
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Holla At Me
Verse 1
All night we been catchin' eyes
Between the two of us
And ya been bumpin' into me
I really think I must
Oh learn ya name
I wanna conversate
But you're not sayin' a damn thang
I think I like ya style ya frame
Don't be afraid I'm not vain
I feel ya eyes from across the room
They're hiding in disguise
So I look and I crack a smile
Start feelin' butterflies
Oh I'm kinda shy but I wink my eye
'Cause you're so fly you're a cutie pie
You keep lookin' and ya walkin' by
But you still haven't stepped to me
Chorus
Come and holla at me now
You don't need to be afraid of me
Why don't you come and talk to me
Right now
I wanna meet ya before I leave
Step to me
Come and holla at me now
Sumthin' tellin me ya feelin' me
I know that you been watchin' me
Right now
I wanna meet ya before I leave
Step to me
Come and holla at me now
(2x)
Verse 2
Looking out the corner of my eyes
I see you follow mine
I get up and I fix my hair
Start walkin' to ya side
Oh and I lick my lips
And my shirt I fix
I really wanna be up in ya mix
You need to come and step to this
Or this opportunity we'll miss
Then ya homeboy grabs my hand
I'm wishing it was you (wishing it was you)
I told him that I had a man
Just twistin' up the truth
But before I leave
You I wanna see
And if you don't come and talk to me
Ya see this guy right next to me
All night he has been buying me drinks
Chorus (2x)
Bridge
The dance floor is crunk now baby
And I'm tired of standing here by myself
And you know I'm not feeling nobody else
I been around and seen the crowd
And you the only brotha that is sittin' down
'Cause you're the one that's holding out
So wanchu come and holla at me
Chorus (2X)
song performed by by Isyss from The way we do
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That Ni**a
[Inspectah Deck]
Four wheelers, pop the hatchet, blast that hitter
Honey times, money hurry, snap that picture
I wanna see the walls come down, if ya'll bout it
For New York, I cover the sport, like Marv Albert
One, two, when I exhale, the one-two
Lock it down, similar to Denzel in John Q.
Fire the semi, with no ice, no Bentley
I'm just low fitty, throwin' limes in the Remy
There's so many fraud, how could you call that real?
I supply fire that'll forge the steel
Can't ignore the real, yeah ya forcedthe deal (With who?)
With that nigga, that kid, you're sure to feel
Big money, big guns, big cars and all
Rock tally on the floor, at the Monster's Ball
From the 718 to the 310
Underdawgz, U.D,'s, the unsung heroes
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
They see me in the streets they be like (That's that nigga)
Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's that nigga)
Girls of the world be sayin' (That's that nigga)
All across the board they goin' (That's that nigga)
Girls of the world say (That's that nigga)
All across the board they goin' (That's that nigga)
They see him in the streets they be like (That's that nigga)
Rebel I.N.S., ya'll know (That's that nigga)
[Inspectah Deck]
The Movement, follow my lead, clock my speed
Number one with a bullet, that's cocked to squeeze
He's artist of the year, who can touch me son?
Like Jimmy Casta, trust me, I've just begun
And I won't stop, hoggin' the lane, droppin' my game
My dogs be, rockin' them chains, poppin' the same
In the distance, hawkin' my style, talkin' loud
Non-believers wonder how I'm talk of the town
Hate Me Now, like Puffy and Nas, I uprise
Never thought big guns would survive, but surprise
Now what nigga? Only drugs sell quicker
Been chained in the dungeons of rap and held prisoner
You'll find me, cruisin' the Ave., tool in the stash
My tomb blast you in the smash, movin' the mass
I'm comin' like the taxman for all their business
I'm bound by my honor, so ya'll bear witness
[Chorus]
[Inspectah Deck]
A Titan like Steve McNair, be prepared
For the Top Gun, smokin' like weed in the air
Please beware, the Underdawgz roam in the yard
Postin' hard, approachin' get you closer to God
This is real life money, not a scene from a movie
U.D.'s tighter than the jeans on a hoochie
The groupies crowd the 6 point o
If it's like that now, wait til this joint blow
Tell the world, the prophet has come, problem for some
The masses, holla for son, hot as the sun
That keep your eyes open don't you get caught sleepin'
Your boy get you bouncin' like a six four leanin'
[Chorus]
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Money, Power, Woman
[Chorus 2x]
"You gotta make the money first"
"Then when you get the money, you get the power"
"Then when you get the power, Then you get the woman"
[Ice-T]
The problem is you broke, You ain't got no car or job
You slow with youer hustle, You dress like a slob
Ladies ain't looking for no brothers like this
They want the dub-twisting ballers with the ice on their wrist
You gotta get your cash right to get in the game
Might have to pull a pistol, Flip some caine
Get out in them streets and hustle hard in the rain
Take your come up and reinvest to the game
"You gotta make the money first"
You need a lot to go far
What you think is rich, I just spent on a car
What you think is paid, I just blew on a watch
What you think is wealthy, I just dropped on a yacht
Flip the street cash and try to pick some stocks
Kick back in your pad and watch it roll like crops
But it really ain't that easy, Or we all would be rich
One mistake, You're broke, The come up's a bitch
Make the right moves and forget about sleep
concentrate on the paper chase, Join the elite
Few dun got mad cash and money to spend
Money to straight blow and money to lend
And only then, You made it past stage one, My friend
[Chorus 2x]
[Ice-T]
Now you got the money and the cash flow thick
But you really ain't nothing but a richer trick
Just because you're paid, you can still get thick
By your low life homies or skanless bitch
You gotta move it around, put it in the right hands
Maybe a judge, Make a PA your friend
Understand what really moves the world
Recognize what really moves these girls
Juice is more important than cash for real
Money you spend, But true power you feel
It ain't that easy to reach
Respect is about the hardest damn thing in the streets to get
Make your moves correct, Watch your crew
Watch your back, They watching you
Anybody round you has gotta be true
Or you never make it past stage two
Listen, when you get the real true power, You know
People will feel you, Wherever you go
And when you really max this game
You'll never have to say your name
[Chorus]
[Ice-T]
Now you got the power, It's on, My friend
Cuz the one thing women love is powerful men
The one thing women hate are brothers that bend
They act like they like 'em, But they only pretend
They wanna be with that man in the V.I.
They don't wanna stand in line
You outta your mind?
That other player's got cash, But no juice
Cuz the powerful men get to choose
From a multitude of women that be steppin in crews
Willing to do much more than before
Give you quick brains, It's insane
Just what the woman'll do just for you
Cuz if you got the power, Then they gets it too
If you rollin benz, Then they rollin too
If you livin phat, Then they ballin too
That sounds stupid to you, Not to me
They winning one move when it takes us three
Cars, Big houses, And shopping sprees
While most of us see the penitentiary
[Chorus 2x]
song performed by by Ice T
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Okay Feat. Lil' Jon & Youngbloodz
[Verse 1:]
La la la la la lalalala la lalalalalala
Just got up in this party
Tipsy off this Bacardi
'Bout to take this flight
So high
Say bye, bye
We up in here all
Night now my girl like hey that's my song
Cuz I'm feeling fine, so fine, so fine.
[B-Sec:]
All the girls that feel me say okay...
In the club u hear me say okay
Feeling good, feeling great I look good don't hate
If the fellas feeling good say oh yeah
And if your liking what u do say oh yeah...
feeling good...feeling great u look good boy too don't hate
[Chorus:]
All my girls with your hair fixed and your nails done
Put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay) okay (okay) u got the drink
Get another one make him pay for it...
Put it in the air and say okay (okay) okay
(okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)..
[Verse 2:]
Your hands all on my booty
Two stepping in my Gucci
They're like go girl (go girl) go girl (go girl) go girl (go girl)
U like the way I shake it
You wanna see me naked
It could be your night, your night...your niiighhtt.
[B-Sec:]
All the girls that feel me say okay...
In the club u hear me say okay
Feeling good, feeling great I look good don't hate
If the fellas feeling good say oh yeah
And if your liking what u do say oh yeah...
feeling good...feeling great u look good boy too don't hate
[Chorus:]
All my girls with your hair fixed and your nails done
Put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay) okay (okay) u got the drink
Get another one make him pay for it...
Put it in the air and say okay (okay) okay
(okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)..
[Verse 3(Sean Paul):]
What's Happenin shawty
I'm sean paul
Let me holla at cha..
What I gotta do..
Throw a couple dollas at cha?
Lift my arm
Show my wrists tell ya
That I ball pick u up in benz and take ya to the mall
And all heres my numba shawty
Incase u want the street thing..
Look me up I'll introduce u to a new game
Show u where I hang..
Girl u'll be my sweet thang I love
Your style, love ur nails and ur tight jeans
[Verse 4(Youngbloodz):]
I'm what u call a playa baby how u love that?
A youngblood feeling good and never laid back
Always run with that
Goose and never Conyack
And keep my ears to these streets cuz
That's where home at
So whats shakin in this party,
Pour a drink up and to my ladies lookin good
Throw ur hands up
Now where my fellas at
Ya know how we get crunk
So DJ spin it
Back for me now stomp
[Chorus x2:]
All my girls with your hair fixed and your nails done
Put your hands up and say okay (okay) okay (okay)
okay (okay) okay (okay) u got the drink
Get another one make him pay for it...
Put it in the air and say okay (okay) okay
(okay) okay (okay) okay (okay)..
All my girls up in the club...
All my girls up in the club...
Say oh oh oh oh oh..
All my fellas spin them thugs...
All my fellas
spin them thugs...
Say oh oh oh oh oh lalal lalalalla lala lala la lalal la
song performed by by Nivea
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Wonderful
{chorus]
[R KELLY (ASHANTI)]
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
[JA RULE]
Wanna keep you flawed with no dough
Pimpin ain't easy
Trust me I know
When gangstas and hos
Go go go go go go together
Like chinchilla and bad weather
I'm good but been better
All my bros, chedda and glamorous things
Copped a few cars
A crib with a east and west wing
Cuz this is how I'm livin and y'all women know the secrets
Of how to get it and keep it
How to prey on my weakness
Cuz I want the p-u-s-s-y
Got a lotta niggaz wonderin it ain't just i
Gotta keep ya cash comin and that's on my life
If it wasn't for the money and the things I got
Shit, she probably wouldn't like me
But I keep her and irv and jeffrey quite icy
Sip seraphin
Who doesn't like me
And the murderous I-n-c
[Chorus]
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
[ASHANTI RAP]
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]
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
[JA RULE]
I wonder why love is about money
And why wou wanna take it all from me
Honey
My life is dark but its lovely
Crimes cars cribs aint that right kelly?
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Yall bitches don't 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
Niggaz couldn't walk a mile in my shoes
Niggaz don't possess the heart that I do
And it's a wonder that im still here
Thought I was gone but im still here
And all you bitches that left me here
Its kinda funny how you right back there
[chorus]
If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels
And all these things I got
I wonder, hey
Would you still want me (Want you)
Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)
You be loving me? (I'll be loving you)
[R KELLY]
Oh oh oh oh ohhhhh
Oh oh oh oh
[repeat till fade]
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Blow Your Whistle
PETEY PABLO - Blow Your Whistle
[Intro:]
Hey hey! Everybody come here, I need all y'all to come over here
Come here come here, yeah, I want you to do this, come on
[Chorus:] [2x]
Blow ya whistle! Blow ya whistle!
Blow ya whistles for me y'all!
I said if you wanna bizzle then you can let a nizzle
to blow ya whistle from Petey Pizzle to come on anda...
[Verse 1:]
I can do anything and everything with new flows
Then take this Manny track and tear the game a new asshole
Me and my do-rag half man, with two black hoes
How in the world could it do this, I be so damn cold
I got a rabbit foot in my pocket, uh huh
Come on I needed the other part of the rabbit
To fill up a pocket, I gotta major problem partna
So that means I don't need to be bothered for nada
Um, feel me dogga
My head hot, uh huh, and my body warm
Uh huh, my nose runnin, could you close the door, uh huh
Letting out all granted and goodies sweet G's and deviled eggs
Boiled tater to goat cheese
Y'all don't even remember me
I'm Petey - take ya shirt off Carolina from Greenborough
But what Petey needs to see this evening
You can keep your shirt on - we gon' use these
[Chorus:]
Blow ya whistle! Blow ya whistle!
Blow ya whistles for me y'all!
I said if you wanna bizzle then you can let a nizzle
to blow ya whistle from Petey Pizzle to come on anda...
[Verse 2:]
I tell ya when I come runnin head down, but naw
But naw, y'all ain't hit me
So I guess I had to ahead hit ya with something that could grip yo attention
That make ya yell at ya kids from the kitchen
What put that whistle down! But Petey on tv
Damn it Petey, ya heard what I say
I just love it when I could take a track and have me some fun
Get footloose, and still can put the club on crunk
Make a girl butt bump [ba bum], make a party go crazy, [ba bum]
When the first two bumps come on [ba bum]
I'ma have some, I'm telling ya mayne
I'm the new spokesman for gas grills and propane
When I wrote this I had to wear shades
I had to wear rubber gloves to get this today
Manny Fresh's CD player wasn't even playin
Man we need a fire truck, where my whistle at baby
[Chorus:]
Blow ya whistle! Blow ya whistle!
Blow ya whistles for me y'all!
I said if you wanna bizzle then you can let a nizzle
to blow ya whistle from Petey Pizzle to come on anda...
[Hey, let me hold ya whistle] No
[Uh huh, please, I just wanna blow it] No
[Just a little bit]
Ain't ya proud of me now
[Verse 3:]
Release ya mind, body, and soul
And let yourself become a part of the flow, like the EX roll
And you can try your best to hold it back but you can't hold
And even if you had a cramp, pull these handcuffs on ya
Turn 'em loose, don't worry 'bout 'em , leave 'em alone
He the one gon' look like the button ho
Whistle blowin', and the party still goin' on
And he all upset, mad, cause he too grown
I'm back, I'm ready to take my back
Oh and I hooked up with Cash Money
Now how in the hell did you do that?
Elementary my nigga, I just took this little thing here and blew it
[Ya Petey Pizzle whistle?] Yeahhhhh
[Chorus:] [3x]
Blow ya whistle! Blow ya whistle!
Blow ya whistles for me y'all!
I said if you wanna bizzle then you can let a nizzle
to blow ya whistle from Petey Pizzle to come on anda...
[Outro: Manny Fresh]
Oh, and there he go, fa sho', Petey Pab
Straight hustla, play child, uh Manny Fresh ya heard
Petey check it out baby cakes
Uh you can buy yo momma a house off of this one
You can get yo daddy that truck that he always wanted
You can get yo grandfatha that chromed out wheelchair
And you can just go ahead on and just, glide in the wind
Ya heard, ooh, I'm feelin myself
I wanna thank everybody for givin' me this opportunity to blow my whistle
Blow my whistle, blow my whistle
song performed by by Petey Pablo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Buster
Yeah, oooh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, ohh
I'm standing in the club, doing my own thing
When you thought you would approach me (hey, hey)
Saying things that you shouldn't be
I'm not your average girl
You can't put your hands on this
So I move to my right
Stay out my sight
Ooh don't trip
So what's that scratching around here
Cos I feel a messy atmosphere
You never gonna get my love
Is that clear? (ooh yeah)
You can't creep up to me fool
I'm too focused to lose my cool
See you from a mile away, ohh
Chorus:
Buster trying to get his hands on me
Spinning a lie to get me in a taxi
No ****** in your sting (no!)
You ain't getting a thing (NO!)
Buster trying to some dirty
Trying to simulate a fantasy
Not that easy can't you understand (NO!)
I'll repeat it again (NO!)
A negative response is all that you're gonna get
But now I'm too turned off
You ain't gonna flip my switch
Cos I'm not your average girl
I'm not gonna take your game
So I move to the left
Shadow my step
Ain't got no shame
So what's that scratching around here
Cos I feel a messy atmosphere
Never gonna get my love
Is that clear? (ooh)
You can't creep up to me fool
I'm too focused to lose my cool
See you from a mile away, oohh
Chorus:
Buster trying to get his hands on me
Spinning a lie to get me in a taxi
No ****** in your sting (no!)
You ain't getting a thing (NO!)
Buster trying to some dirty
Trying to simulate a fantasy
Not that easy can't you understand (NO!)
Should I'll repeat it again (NO!)
Ice, cool I wanna melt you down
Buster I've seen your type around
Your sting, you know you it can't get me home bound
I can feel you playa sucking up the atmosphere
Trying to get me home but I thought I told you (NO!)
But I thought I told you (NO!)
B-b-but I thought I told you
Chorus:
Buster trying to get his hands on me (in a taxi)
Spinning a lie to get me in a taxi
No ****** in your sting (no!)
You ain't getting a thing (NO!)
Buster trying to some dirty
Trying to simulate a fantasy
Not that easy can't you understand (NO!)
Should I'll repeat it again? (NO!)
Chorus:
Buster trying to get his hands on me
Spinning a lie to get me in a taxi
No ****** in your sting (no!)
You ain't getting a thing (NO!)
Buster trying to some dirty
Trying to simulate a fantasy
Not that easy can't you understand (NO!)
Should I'll repeat it again (NO!)
song performed by by Sugababes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Take Me To The Top
Here's lookin' at you
What do you think the chances are
We're gonna' make it together?
Here's callin' your name
'Cause I have to do the things I have to do.
Chorus 1
What's a poor boy to do when he's fallen in love with you?
Help me make it through the night.
Everything's gonna' be alright.
Yeah...
Come to me deep in the night
Look at you, I feel alright
Crazy little things you do
Make me wanna' be with you tonight
Ooh...
Chorus 1
Chorus 2
You take me to the top
You take me to the top
You take me to the top
Yes you take me...
You take me to the
You take me to the
You take me to the top...
(Bridge)
Just give me your hand
Hold it out
Close your eyes
Move up close to me
Just talk to me in the tone of voice
You really don't leave me any choice you see...
Chorus 1
Chorus 2
(Instrumental)
Just let me lay my hands on you
That's the thing I wanna' do
Wanna' spend some time alone
Give me a chance and I'll take ya' home...
Ooooh...
Chorus 1
Chorus 2
Talk about love (9x)
Love.....
song performed by by Loverboy
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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