1-900-ll Cool J
{*phone rings twice*}
Yo.. hello 1-900-ll cool j?
Yeah whassup? can you please bust a funky rhyme for me?
Yeah I can do that, check this one out honey
I motivate, accelerate
Devestate, and dominate
I dont smoke crack so I wont lose weight
Give me the {pussy} and the money and the mic and Im straight
Go to a resteraunt, give me steak
Then cook my chicken with shakenbake
I leave all the preachin to reverand flake
How much money can one black man make? huh
Im whats known as a true dynamiter
I write rhymes fast without a typewriter
Go with the flow, but no, Im not a biter
Cant compare a cock-a-roach and a spider
Hell, you might as well get a glass of punch
Cause youre bitin my lyrics like a nestle crunch, huh
And bitin my rhymes aint slick
I got your gold teeth marks all over my {*phone rings*}
Complications and aggravation
An unnecessary-sation
Im like sunkist, good vibrations
Your al-blum, sounds like a compilation
Cool out, grab a seat and listen..
Cause ima start dismissin
Sucker mcs whos out there frontin
Talkin all that yang, yo you smokin somethin
Shoulda treated me royal, yo he wasnt loyal
Now its all about chaos and turmoil
.. gimme that microphone
Ima show you the real meaning of the danger zone
{*phone rings*}
Yo.. hello is this 1-900-ll cool j?
Yeah whassup? can you tell me what you do when youre coolin out?
Yo check this out
Now when Im coolin out, no time for a granny
Just a fly girl in t-shirt and panties
Can ll {*censored*}? man, can he?
I tell you what, give up the fanny
Cause on a bedroom tomb, j swift
Not too big, but nothin to play with
In addition, you on a mission
You need to audition for another position
Doin damage is a crew tradition
Name your next al-blum intermission
Youre full of preservatives -- plus,
Youre too conservative
Im full of flair, savoir faire, debonairre
Theres no competition, for this here
So dont waste your time and breath
Im givin you all a big f
Mcs I envelop..
.. as the song goes on, the rhyme develops
Im asiatic, acrobatic, charismatic
You dont want no static
Anyway, I aint havin it!
When I see the microphone -- Im grabbin it
Plug it in and take charge
Ll xl, xtra-large
Knowhatimsayin? peace
{*phone rings three times*}
Hello?
Hello whassup girl?
How you doin girl? I been tryin to call you all day
Word up I was talkin to ll he was kickin some mo hyped up rhymes to me
Word, I spoke to him today too - them rhymes was pumpin
Well not to cut you short but I gotta go cause my man is here
Alright
See-ya
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Clap Your Hands
[ll cool j]
Yeah..
Yeah I like that guitar man, yeah
Yo e-love I like the way you flipped that guitar man
Knahmsayin? it was a good idea man, knahmsayin? yeah
Its kinda like freakin me, yaknahmsayin?
I wanna get hype man, I wanna do this, yaknahmsayin?
Just gon chill, check it out
Slick as vasoline, smell good as cologne
Im like a muscle man in jail -- they leave me alone
I rhyme like superman, you rap like jimmy olson
I break you like a bottle of green golden molson
You aint a real rhymer, you look like a actress
How you gon sleep on me holmes, do I look like a mattress?
Am I that old, do I walk like grady?
Ima hundred-fifty proof, smirnoff is only 80
Dont you ever try to rock my house
Im a real cool cat, know what Im sayin mickey mouse?
The poetry specialist, so take a dose of this
Now think about it -- can you really come close to this?
You soft as powder, weak as a cabin cooler
Ugly as work shoes, messin with the ruler:
The ultimate writer reciter and def entertainer
I work myself harder than a boxers trainer
Chorus: ll cool j
Clap your hands everybody (aiyyo)
And everybody just clap your hands (aiyyo)
Clap your hands everybody (aiyyo)
And everybody just clap your hands (aiyyo)
I said, clap your hands everybody (aiyyo)
And everybody just clap your hands (aiyyo)
Clap your hands everybody (aiyyo)
And everybody just clap your hands (aiyyo)
[ll cool j]
You end up, underneath my sneaker
Youre dog doo-doo, Im watchin you get weaker
You cant believe, the skill and dexterity
Ll cool j, and the j is for jeremy
So buff me, james todd the earthquaker
Thats right my brother, youre goin out like sega
{*censored*} chewed, so whassup dude?
One of my battlesll get your girlies in the mood
Sucker mcs really make me sick
Im so bad, I can suck my own {dick}
If you go to your girls house and Im there already
Dont go crazy cause my name aint eddie
Rhymes so rough, its like a course in trigonometry
When einstein was talkin, he was talkin bout me
The prince of the earth, and ima give birth
To a rhyme so hard you look soft as a smurf
Gigglin and wigglin, so how we goin out?
Lovely, and thats without a doubt!
Chorus 3/4x
[ll cool j]
Rappers are my servants, they serve me like an emperor
When Im through, youll need a nurse to take your temperature
And cool you down, cause youre cold as leftovers
Not the ones on the table, Im talkin about ruff rovers
You cant get over -- whats my name, goofy?
You smoke Im no joke, so my brother break out the looseys
And take a pull, cause the buck stops here
I get swift as a magician, wreck {shit} and dissapear
Dont cross me, or lose your loyalty
To the prince of the rap court, Im royalty
And it aint no puzzle, its a shame how rappers guzzle
Paragraphs I put together so I carry a muzzle
To shut em up and cut em up and make em be quiet
Im a one man riot, so dont even try it
The prince of special tactics, plus Im athletic
Before you play your hand you better do some calisthetics
Jumpin jacks, squats, push-ups, the whole nine
Speak your piece, then ima go for mine
And I guarantee you, Im gonna strike again
I recommend my friend you drop the pen and give in
Cop out to one rhyme cause youre facin ten
I aint sidney poitier but we can do this again
Im nice wit mines, and I gotta admit it
You dont really wanna battle, why dontcha just forget it!
Chorus 1/2
[ll cool j]
But if youre hard headed and you still dont understand
Heres a little sample -- ehm ehm, my man
*brrrrrrring* hello?
{*cut n scratch cool j*}
.. takes everything youve got -> cheers (theme song)
{*cut n scratch pushin a broom*}
.. sure would help a lot -> cheers (theme song)
[ll cool j]
Check my stats, how we livin, I thought so
Im fresh, oh yes, but can they flow, hell no
My rhymes are up to date, excellent, on point
Im tellin you, theyre the serious joint
I eat my steak fast, I drink my brew slow
My voice is milky with a nice clear flow
I eat like a fat man, and walk like a gigolo
Im not a ballplayer, so now yknow!
Clap your hands everybody (aiyyo)
And everybody just clap your hands (aiyyo)
Cause I rock the house, everybody (aiyyo)
And everybody just clap your hands (aiyyo)
Knowhatimsayin? and ima be straight til the year 3000
Thats word to mother, knahmsayin?
And I say mother with a v cause the v is for victory yaknahmsayin?
Cause Im the victor in this game, word up
Knahmsayin? thats what time it is, peace
{*crew applause*}
That man, he sure is funky funky funky
Funky! funky, he sho is!
You best believe hes funky!
You didnt know? ? ? funky!
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Cool, Daddy Cool (feat. Joe C)
(Daddy Cool)
(ohhh, yeah, yeah)
(Oh, wo, wo, yeah)
Verse 1 - Joe C.
See me cruisin' in my caddy
Ho's they like to call me "Daddy Cool"
When I'm stylin'
Just rollin on the island
Now just in case I pack heat
Keep a case of brew in my back seat
Got a pocket full of cash hey
Got a fatty in my ashtray
I'm Cool (Daddy Cool)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
I'm Cool (Daddy Cool)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass)
Verse 2 - Kid Rock
Mackin' to this phat beat
Bass pushin' through my back seat
You know I got that gangsta lean
Ho's they all adore me
I stop and they all swarm me
To check out all my fly gold rings
The treat my like the mayor
Cause I'm the biggest player
(Joe C) Mackin' all honeys up here in the "D" baby (Kid Rock) You know I do
Grubbin' on some pork rinds
Kickin' out them sex rhymes
Everybody wants to be my friend
But I can't be your friend no
Unless you got some endo to smoke
(Joe C.) I ain't no joke
(Joe C.)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
I'm Cool (Daddy Cool)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
I'm Cool (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass)
(Female singer)
I like the way you profile
Them posey's they got style
Daddy can I roll with you?
Here's some money for your gas tank
A forty and fat-tay
Daddy, so I'm down with you
Verse 3 - Kid Rock
Now some people say my mind's blown
I'm coolin' like a snow cone
On my cell phone
I'm paid, G
Can't call me
Just page me
Young ladies, young ladies
I like 'em underage see
Some say that's statutory
(Joe C.) But I say it's MANDATORY!
My story ain't that complex
Two forties and a Rolex
I rip, I rock, I roll G
I trim my hair with the Flowbee
Got soul G
Like Al Green
Co-coolin' like the A-Team
From Maine to San Francisco
I'm shootin like a pistol
I'm so slick, I'm Crisco
Daddy likes to disco
(Come on work it on out)
(Joe C.)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
I'm Cool (Daddy Cool)
Call Me Cool (Daddy Cool)
I'm Cool (oooohh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Co-hoo-hoo-ool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy Cool)
(Bad Ass) (Daddy, Daddy Cool, yeah)
song performed by by Kid Rock
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Princess Of The Posse
Basslines affect me when my rhymes direct me
Forgive the crowds, o lord, they know not why they sweat me
Bitings against the law in the place that I live
So I lock up the door with the keys to my crib
The call me the high priestess of this hasta
Although Im not a dread and not a rasta
Theres never been a word I cant master
Ive always been, a piddly pastor
I reign, the lesson of today
You have to listen to each and every single word I have to say
Because the ruler lord ramsey is on my side
And Im the princess of the posse, so yo, take it light
The princess of the posse, me say she a cool one
She rhyme on my record and she ram jam me gun
The princess of the posse, me say she a cool girl
She rhyme brooklyn, the bronx, usa, the world
You try to dissect my rhymes to see if theres a pattern
I bounced it all around you like the rings around saturn
Let me know now if youd like to protest
And proceeding a greeting, or would you rather progress
Onto a higher plateau, to the peak and Im taking it slow
Enough for you to see the knowledge and to know
Im the q-u-e-e-n, l-a-t-i-f-a-h
Queen of the army posse, the dla which is
Get live alright, you standing there chewing on your fingernails
Nervous, watching me doing the live thing
Singing like a bird sing, ringing like the phone ring
Im the queen and youre the underling
Im never following, I follow nothing
The princess of the posse is a cool one
The princess of the posse, me say she a cool one
She rhyme on my record and she ram jam me gun
The princess of the posse, me say she a cool girl
She rhyme brooklyn, the bronx, usa, the world
Im the queen of the clan, with a mic in my hand
I step over suckers to position myself to rule this land
Its a concoction, for my ability
To show the skeezers the meaning of humility
Cause they dont know Im the one to fly one or two
Im snatching hearts cause Im latifah and I want to
I find it necessary to tell you to get off my tip
Im kicking gold, so grab a hoe and get a good grip
Stop the lying, the trying
The time buying, youve been denying
Youre dependent on me, the princess of the posse
I got the cards, so Im dealing a death blow
Youre taking no crowns, put that on cease
My djs name is mark the 45 king to the posse
Peace, got to let you know where I come from
The princess of the posse is a cool one
The princess of the posse, me say she a cool one
She rhyme on my record and she ram jam me gun
The princess of the posse, me say she a cool girl
She rhyme brooklyn, the bronx, usa, the world
Now take run the family
Me say me have to do it for the r.e. posse
You try to be down, you cant take the crown
Maybe from someone else but not me (repeat 2x)
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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Time To Get Ill
Im not the type of person who likes to waste my time
And when Im on the mic - I just say my rhymes
Because Im out on bail - the check is in the mail
They can sentence me to life - but I wont go to jail
Im cool calm collected - from class I was ejected
Just me, mike d., and m.c.a. - were rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
Whats the time? - its time to get ill
You been fully captivated by that funky ass bass
Your girlfriend screams when m.c.a.s in the place
He stumbles in the room with the chivas in his hand
Cold chillin on the spot at the microphone stand
Id have the pedal to the metal if I had a car
But Im chiller with the miller - cold coolin at the bar
I can drink a quart of monkey and still stand still
Whats the time? - its time to get ill
Went outside my house - I went down to the deli
I spent my last dime to refill my fat belly
I got rhymes galime - I got rhymes galilla
And I got more rhymes than phillis diller
M.c.a. takes a stand - man youre in command
Homeboy, turn it out and dont give a damn
My name is m.c.a. - Ive got a license to kill
Whats the time? - its time to get ill
Riding down the block with my box in my hand
Today I feel like chillin just as chill as I can
Coolin on the corner with a forty of o.e.
cause me and m.c.a. were down with mike d.
When I run a jam - I dont give a damn
When Im throwing bass - I say, thank you maam.
Fuel injected, rhyme connected - running things
Im the king adrock and Im the king of all kings
Im looking for a spot - things are gettin hot
Im m.c.a., Im here to stay - and you sir, are not
Oh no, it could not be - its such a sight to see
Its such a trip - youre on my tip so listen to mike d.
My work is my play - cause Im playing when I work
My names mike d., as you can see and I can dot the jerk
M.c.a., adrock, mike d. - its chill
Whats the time? - its time to get ill
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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A Little Somethin'
(LL Cool J)
Here we go - another funky style
Peace to my brothers on "Rikers' Isle"
Introducin' the crew, that's goin' a mile
To get behind the ropes, stop actin' wild
This here part is like section one
so you can bug-a-loo and set fire to your buns
Early mornin' light is yet to come
And when it come, we'll get buggy in the sun
Females - let your hair down
Cause this is how we do it when we go uptown
with the funky sound, the razzamatazz
you give me to the "sploshers", you can get your-a blast
Enter at your own risk - some brothers got weapons
Yet you're still steppin', the beats' so funkafied
and answer to the bone, people'll be dancin' alone
Leanin' on the wall next to grandma's mop
With the funky, funky groove that's far from pop
Dosey-do your partner all night long
and all you mothers, bring your kids along
(Chorus: LL Cool J)
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin'
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) Huh, I do a little somethin'
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) yeah, hah, I do a little somethin'
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) (just kick a little somethin'...)
(LL Cool J)
Ain't no mountain high enough to overcome this
funky-like type of stuff
The feds are ridiculous, they call my bluff
Oh, my wrists are too skinny to hold me with cuffs
I got the sure-shot guaranteed mover
Suck it like a hoover and do ya whole maneuver
Don't stop till you get it on
With ya head be- boppin' like a bouncy ball
They do it in the park, they do it in the mall
But when I do it (yeah), I'm doin' it for y'all
Asiatic, automatic, your funky fanatic without no s
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Can I Get A Witness-interlude
(busta rhymes, sean puffy combs, carl chucky thompson)
1994 tziahs music (bmi)
Ah
Oooh yes
Busta rhymes in the place yall
Let me tell ya a little something.....
Yeah, alright busta
1995, this year I want
One of them crazy, sexy-cool women
Ya know what Im sayin
Word up
One of them real crazy, just sexy
Just cool women
Ya know what I mean baby, baby, baby, baby
Check me out
Ya know
I want one of them crazy women
That just, be ready to rip somebodys
Face off for her man
Ya know what I mean
Word up
One of them crazy women thatll come
Down to the spot where all the niggas is at
Represent, cuz she know her man aint doin right
Ha ha ha....
Word up
Ya know but at the same time she gotta be
Like, real sexy like
So when she come out she aint like
Mispresentin herself
She lettin it be known that shes official
Ya know what I mean
But at the same time like
With all that crazyness and that sexyness
She gotta come wit dat oh........
Oooh, dat oh cool shizimisms
Word to god, she gotta be cool
So that she aint blowin off the lid
In front of my mens like, ya know what Im sayin
Come around she can get down with the crew
Let the crew know she representin that she aint havin it
But you know like, you know, she gotta represent
To get the job handled, take care of that business
Ya know like, I want one of them girls like
Ya know like t-boz, left eye, chilli
Crazy ass, sexy-cool women
Yeah, thats how we gettin down, see
Ha! busta rhymes
I need one of them crazysexy women brother
Lord yes you need one!
Word up!
Can I get an amen
Give me one of them crazysexy women
Why cant I get a witness........
song performed by by TLC
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Im That Type Of Guy
Youre the type of guy that cant control your girl
You try to buy her love with diamonds and pearls
Im the type of guy that shows up on the scene
And gets the seven digits, you know the routine
Youre the type of guy that tells her, stay inside
While youre steady frontin in your homeboys ride
Im the type of guy that comes when you leave
Im doin your girlfriend, thats somethin you cant believe
Cause Im that type of guy
Youre the type of guy that gets suspicious
Im the type of guy that says, the puddin is delicious
Youre the type of guy that has no idea
That a sneaky, freaky brothers sneakin in from the rear
Im the type of guy to eat it, when he wont
And look in the places that your boyfriend dont
Youre the type of guy to try to call me a punk
Now knowin that your main girls bitin my chunk
Im the type of guy that loves a dedicated lady
Their boyfriends are borin, and I can drive em crazy
Youre the type of guy to give her money to shop
She gave me a sweater _kiss_ thank you, sweetheart
Im that type of guy
Im the type of guy that picks her up from work early
Takes her to breakfast, lunch, dinner, and breakfast
Youre the type of guy eatin a tv dinner
Talkin about... goddamn it, ima kill her
Im the type of guy to make her say, why youre illin, bee?
...youre the type of guy to say, my lower back is killin me
...catch my drift?
Youre the type of guy that likes to drink olde english
Im the type of guy to cold put on a pamper
Youre the type of guy to say, what you talkin bout?
Im the type of guy to leave my drawers in your hamper
Im that type of guy
Im that type of guy
You know what I mean?
Check it out...
T-y-p-e g-u-y
Im that type of guy to give you a pound and wink my eye
Like a bandit, caught me redhanded, took her for granted
But when I screwed her, you couldnt understand it
Cause youre the type of guy that dont know the time
Swearin up and down, that girls all mine
Im the type of guy to let you keep believin it
Go head to work, while I defrost it, and season it
Im that type of guy
Im that type of guy
Know what I mean
Im that type of guy
So ridiculous
So funny
I dont know
Come on down
Yeah
Like real cool, you know what I mean?
I like just going to your frontdoor ringin bells
And just like, ha, leave...
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Smokin, Dopin
[ll cool j]
Yeah..
Smokin, dopin, keep your ears open
Put me on the flier and Im guaranteed to rope in
Twenty-thousand people to the place that I play at
And have em even sayin how could someone say that
Theyre as good as the man who just saw
{*scratched cool j*} please give me some more
Of those hoopin, scoopin, rhymes you be troopin
If you dont know the new dance, patti duken
Clap your hands, stomp your feet, snap your fingers
Im snatchin airplay, from all you aids catchin singers
Its a, special delivery on your front step
My pictures on the cover and the rhymes are in effect
Cause, I love to lay down, joints for the playground
And have you odn sayin, yknow, j sound
Righteous, the brother did what he had to
I didnt talk about this, so I had you
Sleepin, breathin sayin yo he aint keepin
His promise to astonish, from weekend to weekend
But here it is, the jam of all jams
And from this day forth, mcs are gettin slammed
With the
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah!
Im the wise wizard of the microphone swingin it
Heres a mean joint, all the hip-hoppers are singin it
Doin a dance in tight bike pants
So get up on it (hoe!) youll only get one chance
To work out, the soreness in your muscles
Do your own thing, even the hustle
Mcs ima torture, thats already known
But while Im torturin them, ima leave you alone
So you can bump, grind, and rub up against your partner
And look wild like youre tryin to get a part in a
Dirty movie on the hip-hop tip
Now tell me (tell you what? ) that brother l aint tryin to flip
With the
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah!
Movin, groovin, admit that youve been
Shocked and rocked and Im on top and its been proven
Im self-reliant, on stage Im defiant
All those rumors are small things to a giant
Im not a cool calm, collected type of brother
Im kind of hype thats why Im a good lover
In bed Im energetic, kind of like a freight train
Goin so crazy I have the girlies sayin, wait james!
I do damage - use the beef to build a sandwich
And when Im done, shell be sayin, how did you manage
To make me feel pleasure from my toes to my head?
On top of that, you ran laps around the bed
So bust out the pumped up funk that Im revealin
And listen to it, while youre in your car wheelin
On on your walkman as youre starin at the ceiling
Or when you and your love is sex-appealin
To the
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Knowhatimsayin?
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Its like a smooth joint, youknowhatimean?
Uhh, aww yeah!
Real mellow, on the love tip, check it out
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah!
Marvelous!
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Its Over Now
What is this?
Numbers in your pocket
I remember when you
Used to throw those things away
Why do you wanna keep in touch now?
Who gave you a reason?
To act so shady
Baby you know
You can call me anytime
Anything you needed I would give it to you
Ooh, thats how much I care for you
You wanna act now
Never call me back now
Turning off your cell phone
Girl you know that aint cool
Yes I dont understand baby yeah
[1] - baby its a shame we gotta go through this
We cant even talk
Girl we dont even kiss
I never wouldve thought
Wed be breaking up like this
But its over now
Its over now
You think that I dont know whats going on
Cause youre always home alone
And Im always out of town
You need to stop trying to play me
Cause you cant even fade me
I know youre messing around baby
Baby you know
You can call me anytime
Anything you needed I would give it to you
Thats how much I care for you baby
You wanna act now
Never call me back now
Turning off your cell phone
Girl you know that aint cool
Oh I dont understand baby
[repeat 1 (2x)]
Baby its a shame
A shame that we go through
The things that we go through
When youre in love with me
And Im in love with you
I think that we should talk about our problems
Instead of running away
Oh baby its a shame
We couldnt work it out
Forgot what love was all about
And the feelings we had from the start
My heart will always be with you, oh
Girl its over
[repeat 1 till end]
song performed by by 112
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Phone Sex
(phone dials and rings)
Girl- hello? tweety-hahaha
Girl- hello? tweety- guess what baby?
Girl-what tweety- I can make you moan on the phone baby.
Girl- oh yeah? tweety- I can make you moan on the phone.
Girl- hahaha tweety- I can make ya moan on the phone baby.
Girl- ok tweety- I can make you moan on the phone
Girl- Im ready. phone sex. (yeah baby.)
Hows about a little phone sex? (Im gonna make it good for you tonight)
Hows about a little phone sex? (Im good with the long distance thing, I like it)
Hows about a little phone sex.(I just wanna make you moan just like you do when Im with
You)
Yo t-low. line 1. take the phone.
T-low- Im sorry baby, I cant be there with you but I got a freaky idea
Cause girl Im in a freaky mood. (oh yeah baby)
So follow directions closely, its gonna be da bomb
And before I let you go darling, Im gonna make you come.
Chorus-hows about a little phone sex? baby girl, if its all right.
Hows about a little phone sex? since we cant hook up tonight.
Hows about a little phone sex? cause you know itll feel so nice.
Hows about a little phone sex? lay back and enjoy the ride.
The real, line 2, nows time to get those fingers wet.
R.l.- touch it baby, you gotta open up.
Just imagine that its me inside, cant you feel real love?
I want you to ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? . scream as loud as you want.
Im chasin you while Im away from you, cant wait till I get home.
Chorus let the real make love to your mind. hows about a little phone sex?
Cmon, its at&t and you and me. hows about a little phone sex?
Baby Im gonna get so nasty. hows about a little phone sex?
Girl all ya gotta do is lose those pants.
Hows about a little phone sex? (time to get real nasty)
When you play with it, use the phone so I can hear it.
Hows about a little phone sex?
Cmon girl. cmon now.
Hows about a little phone sex? yeah, yeah.
Hows about a little phone sex? here it comes baby.
Ohhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhh.
Im ? ? baby on the phone. ha, yeah.
Oh I can feel it. baby oh, oh, yeah. I dont wanna hurt you.
Baby you like the way it feels when you come so why dont you entertain yourself.
Oh, I know you like it. an oragasm without the back spasm.
song performed by by Next
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Aint Got Your Love
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
You take it on the lamb, and pretend that its alright
Hey baby, cant you see what youre doin to yourself
And dont treat it as a game, cause I could never play along
You know that I care girl, dont get me wrong
And give it everything you got, even be cruel
And give it everything you got, cause I wont play a fool
If I dont have your love (aint got your love)
If I dont have your love, babe its gonna drive me crazy
If I dont have your love (aint got your love)
If I dont have your love, right now
When fate is on the line, and its time to take a stand
Just tell me how you feel girl, Ill understand
And dont go foolin yourself, cause you know you gotta get it on
Hey baby, cant you see the right from the wrong
And give it everything you got, even be cruel
And give it everything you got, cause I wont play a fool
If I dont have your love (aint got your love)
If I dont have your love, baby its gonna drive me crazy
If I dont have your love, ooh (aint got your love)
If I dont have your love, right now, I need you girl
When youre takin to the streets, cause shelter cant be found
Im makin it clear girl, Ill be around
And I can see it on your face, I know its on your mind
But do you realize our loves on the line
And give it everything you got, even be cruel
And give it everything you got, cause I wont play a fool
If I dont have your love (aint got your love)
If I dont have your love, right now
Baby its gonna drive me crazy, cause I need your lovin so bad (aint got your love)
Yeah I cant go on if I dont belong, if I (aint got your love)
Hey baby, yeah, you know how I feel that I got to have it everyday baby, yeah
As long as its love, I need it so bad (aint got your love)
I love you baby, I got to have it (aint got your love) no more yeah
song performed by by April Wine
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Nothing Out There For Me
[beyonce]
There aint nothing out there...
[missy]
A missy elliott exclusive
[missy (phone)]
I know one thing
Beyonce better not answer this phone
Her and the ladies in free
I aint got no money either shoot
We posed to been at the club
[beyonce]
Ooh
Hello?
[missy]
Beyonce! I know you aint letting that broke down insecure l.l. cool j wanna be nigga keep you in the house for another friday.
[beyonce]
Just..just go ahead ima stay here wit my man. aint notin out there for me.
My man dont like my friends
(girl your man aint no good why he tryin to keep you in? )
He says they influence me
(if I was an influence ida been said leave)
But boy I love him so
(girl we late for the club, why you still dont wanna roll? )
Cuz I got my prize right here
(but see the guys at the party!)
[chorus]
Aint nothing out there for me
Aint nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin so sweet
Hes the only man that I love
And I dont need more than one
So dont worry when Im hanging out
Hes the only one that I am thinking about!
I know hes insecure
Everytime I leave out the door
(and you letting him spoil your night? live your life, you aint even his wife)
He aint gotta worry about me
Cus I got something more sweet
(oh you must got a diamond ring)
And I know Im so lucky
Aint nothin
[chorus]
Aint nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin so sweet
Hes the only man that I love
And I dont need more than one
So dont worry when Im hanging out
Hes the only one that I am thinking about!
And I love him
Hes my baby for sure
I a sure him that
I love him more than ever before
And he dont bore me and his love like the time that we met
I adore him
And no man has come closer than that
[repeat]
[chorus]
Aint nothing out there for me
Aint nothing about there for me
This is where I wanna be
I dun already been in the streets
And I aint came across nothin so sweet
Hes the only man that I love
And I dont need more than one
So dont worry when Im hanging out
Hes the only one that I am thinking about!
Look you goin or what?
Go ahead ima stay here with my man
Aint nothing out there for me
Its a lotta guys with cash and they like to spend money fast
Now is your sure about that?
Im chillin with my man
What part dont you understand?
Yeah Im sure about that
I think you should really go
I heard the party is outta control
Make sure you sure about that
I dont care about no club
Cus my man is all I love
Yeah Im sure about that
Dont let him blow your high
Go out and have a nice time
Now is ya sure about that?
Girl I do not get high, and with him I spend all my time
Yeah Im sure about that
Ok stay wit your man ill be at the club doing my dance...
Oh..
(youre the only one Im thinking about)
song performed by by Missy Elliott
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Hooked
(khayree)
1 2 3 4 hit it, hit it
Yea -- heres a story bout my homeboy randy
He was hooked on a girl named candy
Started off as sex for fun
Now the girls got him on the run.
Made love to her just one time
Now she runs his body and mind
He calls everyday on the phone
But babys playin games
Leave a message at the tone
Soft and gentle is not her style
This girl is so damn wild.
All my partners wanna get next to her
But she aint down with that
She moves right through em
Yea, like paper plates
Tears em up and she throws em away.
If you had any guts today
Youd get your butt up and youd walk away.
But youre hooked, hooked
Know what Im sayin, youre hooked, hooked.
Yo, get tough was your new campaign
Cryin over a girl, boy, youre insane.
She treats you like a dirty diaper
Use you one time and then she wipes you out
You understand what Im sayin?
If youre a man, youll stop delaying and betraying
Try to act like you were mack
You cant go an hour without that sex attack.
Whats wrong, boy, is it that good?
Theres a lot of girls that ould and could
Take you, but youre so damn weak
I think you need to see professional help
For your problems
Lay on the couch and let the dr. solve em
Talkin to you and now he took your money
Youre took on that honey, youre hooked
Hooked, hooked
Fellas, you know what Im sayin, hes hooked
Aint got an ounce of mack in him, hes hooked.
Yeah, baby, run you, she takes your money
While youll kick back cryin over honey
Now, I must admit shes fly
But Ill be damned if oh me oh my
If I ever let a girl run my thing
Im poppin it the most, you know what Im sayin?
So understand, you gotta be real hard
Dont treat her like a dog, but let her know.
Youll pull her card if she ever gets outta hand
What is you a boy or a man?
Stand up and tell baby you aint gonna be shook --
Yo punk, youre hooked on that sssy
I dont know why
I dont stand by and just let a girl, run over me
Fool -- Im a man. cant you see boy, youre hooked.
Yeah -- youre hooked, might as well give her to me man
Let me do the wile thing, youre hooked
Shoot, Im poppin it man, youre hooked.
Let me talk to you for second. so, whats up, vanilla?
Yo, man. come here man. what?
You know, man, you aint doin it right. youre off man.
See, you know what the problem is?
That ring I bought her. the diamonds werent big enough.
Im tellin ya -- the diamonds werent...Im goin...you know
What she wants...Im goin tell ya...no man, when I first
Met her she said she wanted a vette. Im gonna get her a
vette. no man, no...a vette...Im gonna get her the
vette. no man, hey, wait up.
Now its saturday, the day you hate most.
Why, because from coast to coast
You see girls everday in the club, cold kickin it
Reminds you of baby when you used to be, with it
But now she took you one time for sex and youre so sprung
That the next time she seen you we knew she had to leave you.
Boy, youre hooked.
Boy, youre hooked, hooked hooked.
Produced by khayree
Published by qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Hooked
(khayree)
1 2 3 4 hit it, hit it
Yea -- heres a story bout my homeboy randy
He was hooked on a girl named candy
Started off as sex for fun
Now the girls got him on the run.
Made love to her just one time
Now she runs his body and mind
He calls everyday on the phone
But babys playin games
Leave a message at the tone
Soft and gentle is not her style
This girl is so damn wild.
All my partners wanna get next to her
But she aint down with that
She moves right through em
Yea, like paper plates
Tears em up and she throws em away.
If you had any guts today
Youd get your butt up and youd walk away.
But youre hooked, hooked
Know what Im sayin, youre hooked, hooked.
Yo, get tough was your new campaign
Cryin over a girl, boy, youre insane.
She treats you like a dirty diaper
Use you one time and then she wipes you out
You understand what Im sayin?
If youre a man, youll stop delaying and betraying
Try to act like you were mack
You cant go an hour without that sex attack.
Whats wrong, boy, is it that good?
Theres a lot of girls that ould and could
Take you, but youre so damn weak
I think you need to see professional help
For your problems
Lay on the couch and let the dr. solve em
Talkin to you and now he took your money
Youre took on that honey, youre hooked
Hooked, hooked
Fellas, you know what Im sayin, hes hooked
Aint got an ounce of mack in him, hes hooked.
Yeah, baby, run you, she takes your money
While youll kick back cryin over honey
Now, I must admit shes fly
But Ill be damned if oh me oh my
If I ever let a girl run my thing
Im poppin it the most, you know what Im sayin?
So understand, you gotta be real hard
Dont treat her like a dog, but let her know.
Youll pull her card if she ever gets outta hand
What is you a boy or a man?
Stand up and tell baby you aint gonna be shook --
Yo punk, youre hooked on that sssy
I dont know why
I dont stand by and just let a girl, run over me
Fool -- Im a man. cant you see boy, youre hooked.
Yeah -- youre hooked, might as well give her to me man
Let me do the wile thing, youre hooked
Shoot, Im poppin it man, youre hooked.
Let me talk to you for second. so, whats up, vanilla?
Yo, man. come here man. what?
You know, man, you aint doin it right. youre off man.
See, you know what the problem is?
That ring I bought her. the diamonds werent big enough.
Im tellin ya -- the diamonds werent...Im goin...you know
What she wants...Im goin tell ya...no man, when I first
Met her she said she wanted a vette. Im gonna get her a
vette. no man, no...a vette...Im gonna get her the
vette. no man, hey, wait up.
Now its saturday, the day you hate most.
Why, because from coast to coast
You see girls everday in the club, cold kickin it
Reminds you of baby when you used to be, with it
But now she took you one time for sex and youre so sprung
That the next time she seen you we knew she had to leave you.
Boy, youre hooked.
Boy, youre hooked, hooked hooked.
Produced by khayree
Published by qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Cant Be Messing Round
Uh uh yeah, craig david, its another one
Gonna make ya, make ya dance to this (x2)
This is how we do it one time
Into the year 2,0 straight from the 9,9 (come on)
One day minding my own business, girl from back wont keep her distance
She was all over me, just wont let it be (oh no)
So I said to her Ive got a girl at home
This is so hard for me but you gotta leave me alone
She said she didnt want to listen to me
Knew exactly what she wanted to be, my baby
I must admit that she was getting to me
Waiting for me, wanting me to hold her oh so tightly
Together, forver, wherever (huh) whatever
She said she couldnt find nobody better
Wasnt gonna give up on me never, she said
Ooh, youre looking so fly everytime you pass me by
I like the way you move your body
Girl I must admit youre looking real fit
Lets chill for a little bit
I know you wanna get with me, girl you know Im not free
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 come on let me hit it again
Come on let me sing it again
Wont pretend, cant be messing round with my girlfriend (x2)
It seems likr every day girl you wanna be calling me
And when I step outside you always follow me
You said that you were really feeling sisqos song
About that thong, th, thong, thong did I wanna see?
And when you talk like that you know youre really tempting me
But I got a girl at home wholl do the same for me
And thats the way that its gotta be, gotta be, so listen now lady
Ooh, I like your profile, the way you talk and our smile
But you gotta understand lady, Im not cheating on my baby
Ooh, you know this aint right, Im going home to my girl tonight
And Im sorry that we couldnt get it on
But the love for my girls too strong
Chorus
Girlfriend this love we got be golden
And you know you got me open (open)
Since the day we started talking
You and Ive had this special little something (something)
When I wake up in the morning (yeah yeah)
Girl it would be you calling (thats right)
Since I met you my phone bill be doubling
But girlfriend you know that money aint a thing (aint a thing)
With who me? the one and only c-r-a-i-g, come on
Now let me deliver this properly (yeah yeah)
So the world can see that i, aint the type of guy
And why should i, make my girlfriend cry?
Cant deny the girl I met was real fly
But its you that puts me on a natural high
So i, just walked on by (ha ha), saying my oh my (yeah)
I aint goin let no other girls start troublin
Lose someone like you, you must be joking (come on)
song performed by by Craig David
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Represent Me
Feat. naughty by nature
Yo, they dont know how next is gonna come
Divine style in 9-7 yall
So get ready, check it out
One time
One time, ah ah ah for your mind
Yeah, check this out
Listen baby
Girl what were you thinking
When you ran down on me
Tryin to blow the spot
For all of your girls to see
All up in this place
With your hands in my face
Whats that all about
Can we talk it out babe
I gotta let you know how it is
And where Im coming from
So you can see where were at
Ill never disrupt your flow
Even when youre hanging with your little old friends
And thats a fact
Baby, come on lets get it right
We been together too long and I dont wanna fight
So take a sip on this style
Baby, be strong cuz I know you didnt mean it
1 - I dont really mind
When youre hanging
With your girlfriends
Representing
Because you represent me
And I dont really mind when youre dancing
On the dance floor with another
Because I know Im represented
T-low..
See theres no need for me to be
Having feelings of insecurity
Tell me what the drama mean
I thought that you were down on my team
When you and your crew go on the town
I know how your girlfriends be getting down
See theres no need for me to worry
Cuz I know youre down for me
Youre everything that I need baby
If you dont know me by now
I doubt that you will ever know
About my flow
I gotta get my point across to ya somehow
And make sure we have an understanding
All I wanna do is make you happy
So put down your guns and wont you let me
Be the one at night youre coming home to
Youre everything I want, youre everything I need
Repeat 1
Its alright if ya wanna go kickin
Youre all mine and I know youre represented
Its alright
Its alright if ya wanna go kickin
Youre all mine and I know youre represented
Its alright
Repeat 1 until fade
song performed by by Next
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Nitro
[ll cool j]
Check this
I excel, they fell, I said - well, hell
L can yell or make em melt like gel
I signed the contracts that buils up stacks
Play the wall or fall I stand tall youre small in fact
Step aside, you might get fried
By the super technique that the rapper applied
As a matter of fact, the impact will distract
Your attention away, from the rest who say
They can mess with cool j the best of to-day
And best cause the rhymes are so funky fresh
Ima attack smack and make em stand back
Black strong as cognac I got the knack
To rhyme to the rhythm of this, and give em a gift
Thats swift, other rappers are stiff and dont riff with
Mr. smith, cause that aint safe
I get you wide open like an uncut eighth
I write to fight, dont bite, to reach heights
The mic makes right, give me the spotlight
So I can prove the pen is mightier than the sword
Ll hard as hell, the lyrical lord
The counterfeit misfits that rap had to admit that
My rhymes are so dangerous, I need a permit to rap
Solo, on the microphone
Mcs -- dont let me catch you alone
Im nitro!
Yo, I got the kick of a kettle drum, guaranteed to overcome
Youre just a minimum, messin with the maximum
And when I swung my tongue among the high strung
Young mcs, they all got done by the legend
Every second Im wreckin
Not a mistake youll find, but you can keep checkin
Out the sound youll find that its genuine
Bet that youll rewind this a thousand times
You can taste the bass like its filet-of-sole
I leave the microphone full of bullet holes
I drop the bomb like Im in nam and go beyond
The normal boundaries of too much harm
To mcs, but as they say please I freeze
Rhymes like these kill like a disease
Tried to fill my shoes, and caught the blues
Because they get bruised by the rhymes I choose
I kill rappers at random, I dont understand em
The ones I didnt get, are on a memorandum
Lines I recite are spontaneous
The nursery rhymes you write, are miscellaneous
So pass the crown, bow down and give in
Im the prince of rap, thats how we livin
Settin milestones on the microphone
Empires are overthrown, and I aint even baritone
No joke I spoke then God stroke
As job tried to sweat the style and got soaked
Conquered and killed on the microphone
Mcs -- dont let me catch you alone
Lls nitro!
Nitro!
Yo, flammable -- like gasoline
Threatening -- like a guillotine
Its like a bad dream when you battle my team
I go to every extreme to make mcs scream
Im clever, I last forever, we can do whatever
With whoever, whenever, I never
Ever got rocked, stopped or dropped
They got popped, by the hip-hop rock that I concoct
Im so nice yo, flowin with the maestro
Murderin and hurtin mcs because Im nitro
The earthquakesll kill snakes and fakes
You cant flake, you made a mistake, give me a break, thanks
Now that were straight and thats clear
Watch all the big mouths - dissapear
Disintergrate, deteriorate, fall
I demonstrate, and devestate you all
Theres no doubt about the fact I turn it out, the wack
Be on the lookout, ll made a comeback
Full of power, ima devour
I stand tall as a tower, I wont allow a
Mc to c-o-m-e, c-l-o-s-e
Play me long d-i-s-t-a-n-c-e, m-cs
On the microphone, Im nitro!
Nitro!
Yo (funky)
I daze amaze faze blaze and beat em down
Nowadays they crave and praise, the funky sound I pound
Rhymes I write em in, recite em and then slide em in
Order to slaughter comp that start soon as I begin
Total domination, across the nation
Devestation, cut sensation, its the invasion
Of l the terrible, devestating rhymin wiz
I cut through through do and chew, you know what time it is
Slick, I get off of kicks, vick your flick
Hard as bricks, rock ya sick over the mix
The l, l, c, o, o -- l j period now you know bro!
N-i-t-r-o yo go for what you know
Unless youre dumb cause yo Im nitro-glycerin
Listenin and takin notes
Icin enticin and slicin throats
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Dog With A Bone
Hey, you say you wont you cant give me any more love
You say you will you can forgive me but I doubt it
You make me high when I talk on the phone
You know I gotta ring up your number when I know you aint home
Coz you gotta hold on me baby like a dog with a bone
Hey hey
Dog with a bone
One more time yeah
Hey you say you wont you cant give me any more love
But you that say you will you can forgive me but I doubt it
You make me high when you talk on the phone
You know I gotta ring up your number when youre never ever home
You gotta hold on me baby, like a dog with a bone, yeah
Dog with a bone
He was telling me
You talk down the phone
Ring up your number when I know you aint home
You gotta hold on me baby, like a dog with a bone
Yeah
Like a dog with a bone, yeah
Dog with a bone
You say you wont you cant give me any more love
But you say you will you can forgive me but I doubt
You make me high when you talk on the phone
I gotta ring up your number when I know you aint home
You gotta hold on me baby
Like a dog with a bone
Hold on me baby
I wont let go
Like a dog with a bone
Dont let go
You gotta
Hello fan club. sorry it hasnt got me on it.
Must have ruined it for all of you, but there you go.
Hello, john here. I hope youre having a good time.
And jacky, in return for us doing this musical offering for you,
Is after weve finished shes going to come on and do a strip for you.
Hey, I hope everybodys having a good time (good time good time good time)
I hope everybodys having a having a good time (good time good time good time)
Having a good time, yes, before I heard all this nonsense.
Wheres the microphone, which one? hello its brian here.
Fraid Ive lost my voice because Ive been bellowing.
God, I wish someone would shut that bloody guitarist up, its dreadful.
Well actually wed love to be with you, were sorry were not with you but were too busy
Making silly noises and thinking up new chords like this one and having mid life crises and things.
You see its all very easy for you but we have a lot of work to do so were going to play you this song instead.
It does like this.
Dog with a bone
song performed by by Queen
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Mack Attack
Its a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is too $hort baby, I dont play that jack
Im from the dangerous crew, and I tell you its true
Everything they say about playboy too
Im $hort dog, aint nothing nice
I drink g-juice and wouldnt cut it with ice
>from the eastside baby, oakland town
Cant understand why Im so down?
Im not a whitewall, Im a vogue
Like a zenith wire wheel I roll
Got a fresh new beat, made to get freak
It was everything you wanted cause I cant be weak
Yeah baby thats it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip
I took it to my dj fresh on wax
Put it on the turntable, I got taps
It started burning up, wires smoking
Had to be the sound coming straight from oakland
$hort dog, its a mack attack
My name is too $hort baby, I dont play that jack
One young tender lost all hope
Slapped her in the face with my dunkey rope
Another young sucker tried to front my staff
Saw it on his face when they broke him in half
It was the dangerous crew, and I tell you its true
Everything they say about playboy too
When I say my rhymes, Im never fake
When you start my beat, thats when I break
On you, and it dont stop, and it dont stop, and it wont stop
Cause Im too $hort baby on the microphone and Im macking
Im not a wannabe pimp, I never simp
Since I started walking I had this limp
It was a cool type walk, just like me
The too s-h-o-r-t
I might be young, but I spit this game
I start it with p, and it ends the same
If your brain is lame, remember the name
When its too $hort baby, aint nothing plain
Dangerous music on the microphone
Makes you wanna break your hip bone
Might break your leg, or maybe your back
Grooving to hard to my mack attack
Its really not easy, you know its hard
Sort of just like my gangster car
You know what I mean, vern? its like funny
I mack legit and make all the money
See my capital t on my diamond ring
We hook up the beat and love to swing
So while youre out there grooving back and forth
I want you to scream out sir too $hort (sir too $hort!)
Dont stop that rap (dont stop that rap!)
And its just like that
Get buy girls, while I rap
I make big money, that aint no crap
When I grab that mic, and spit my rhymes
I gotta have an 8 or 909 beat
So I can rock you all night long, shes
On my tip, she love my song, he
Tried to do it but did it wrong, freaks
Want to get my all alone, but Im macking
I finally got a chance to grab my pen
And make another rhyme so I can make more ends
Its a rush production, not the beat
I rushed it out the studio and hit the street
Now Im rocking one more time
Young girls love my too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
Before I point right at her say ho!
Im riding drop-top caddy, I dont dip fake
I step on the gas then I hit the break
Do it again as I catch the beat
Youre feeling that bass all down the street
Jumped out the car on 9-0
I was wearing all white capezio
Had my 501s, five dunkey ropes
Couldnt be saved by john the pope
The m, a, c and k, from oakland, california
Im too $hort baby, no I dont play, Im macking
Freak nasty, I like your dance
You know it looks good in those pants
So damn good, I had to glance
Now Im macking
See this gold? I bought it all
Now every night you young freaks call
You see my car? its my best friend
So it you touch, youll meet your end
Time will tell, just keep it cool
Dont play that game, dont be no fool
Ill burn rubber all down your block
You know what I want so keep the door unlocked
Im coming in baby, dont waste no time
Its a mack attack, and now youre mine
Dangerous music is what it seems
The reason this floor just met those jeans
I was running the game all in your ear
Youre talking bout love to a stone cold player
Girl look good and wanna have that sex
Took another look and wanted to break that neck
Its a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is too $hort baby, I dont play that jack
Im from the dangerous crew, and I know its true
The only thing youll say about playboy too
Is Im macking
song performed by by Too Short
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Excuses
Yo, whats up, this is Ginuwine
And I wanna tell you
It aint no time for excuses with your woman
You be right or you be out, ya heard
Do it right, check this is out
This is my story
Theres a time that comes in a mans life
When is real, want it all, when his mind is right
It could come at any time, morning, noon or night
You would know at the time, nothing more to fight
He might not, and I know cause Ive done the same
You know Im right there with you, dog, but she wont
play the game
She will be done packed your bags, sit em all there
right outside your door
Cause shes tired of the lyin s*** and she aint
takin no more, oh, no she aint
Excuses (Everybody has one)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them no more, oh)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no), excuses {She dont}
Excuses (She aint got time for them)
Excuses (So dont fill her mind with them, no)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no), excuses {She dont}
Take her out, hold her hand, let her know youll die
for her
Cause thats your lady, yes, thats your baby
Shes a seed, feed her well, watch her blossom out
And only the real players out there can dig what Im
talkin bout
Be that man, be that one, do the things she loves
Pay attention, should I mention how it all was once
You broke your neck just to get her, dont you pull
back now
Cause sooner or later shell be gone, what youre
askin now
Excuses (Everybody has one)
Excuses (But she dont wanna hear them no more, oh, no
she dont)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (Oh...), excuses {She dont}
Excuses (Yeah, she)
Excuses (Dont fill her mind)
Excuses (She said take that s*** else, oh, yes, she
did)
Excuses, excuses (Listen) {She dont}
Dont fake nor front, tell her now
Make your choice right now
Tell her where you stand
Youre no boy or little kid, youre grown
Standin big, young man
Think what brought that in, ooh
All that s*** youre talkin bout like you aint
heard the phone
Shes up on it, dog, shes up on it, dog
And all that fake s*** like your beeper was off
Shes up on it, dog, shes up on it, dog (Ooh...)
Excuses (Everybody gots one)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses, excuses {She dont} (She dont)
Excuses (She aint got time for them)
Excuses (So dont fill her mind with them)
Excuses (Huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses (No, no, no), excuses {She dont} (She dont
wanna)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no excuses)
Excuses (Ooh, she dont wanna)
Excuses (Come on)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them), excuses {She
dont}
Excuses (She aint got time, huh, she dont feel them)
Excuses (Ooh, ooh, she dont deserve)
Excuses (No, huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses, excuses (She dont wanna) {She dont}
Excuses
song performed by by Ginuwine
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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