Nuff Of The Ruff Stuff
Get funky with it
[ verse 1 ]
I told you before: you burn when you play with fire
So take off your hats, matter of fact hail the new sire
Youre hungry as hell, so Im cookin up the chowder
Its laced with ingredients, gon come on like gunpowder
Pom-pom! lick a shot, then I got to order
Im runnin for the border for causin disorder
Pom-pom! lick a shot, got on my defenses
Im runnin for the fences, of course Im relentless
The particular name of this queen is latifah
Ive often been classified as a feminine teacher
Collectively capture the heart of a nation
Love my culture and show appreciation
Youre lookin for the black influ?
I do want too give it to you
What are you mad?
Give me some of what you had!
You can huff-huff, puff-puff and bluff-bluff
But I got nuff of the ruff stuff
(ruff and tuff)
(and all that stuff)
[ verse 2 ]
Now nuff of the ruff stuff, thats what I do, and I do it well
The proof is in the puddin, I show and prove, not show and tell
Talk tales, you get caught up in a crossfire
Buckshot must be what you want and desire
I write concepts, I dont be frontin or be buggin
I solely write the rhymes for the beats that you be lovin
Its a love thang, the queen doin her thang
If I was a liquid, you would drink me like tanq
You think Im kickin things that I myself dont even heed?
I rap not for the love of music, but for greed?
Latifahs booty, yo, she could never succeed
Shiiit...
You watch me do it and boom it, the flavor unit will snap necks
You a-fi listen a likkle, you fi go buy the cassette
Youre starvin, cause you aint had enough
Thats right, nuff of the ruff stuff
(ruff and tuff)
(and all that stuff)
[ verse 3 ]
You talk about flavor...
I got enough flavor to make a grapefruit sweet
Get old ladies jumpin out of their seats
Change a peach to a pear to a plum with a little sun n rays
I got flavor for days
Now Im the type that the fellas call a honey, and
>from me you know you get a worth for your money, and
This is no meaningless attack, I gave you a chance
Matter of fact, yo, I ordered them to dance
For me, they tried to turn me inside out
They felt the wrath of my madness, I let them come into my house
Its called latifahs law, for the criminal to curse
And all the gentlemen know its rule: ladies first
Not the typical female that tends to
Fall vitim to the evil that men do
Small puff, I call your bluff
Im not mad, I just had enuff of the ruff stuff
(ruff and tuff)
(and all that stuff)
Everybody know latifah love positivity
Now positivity erase negativity
Mi comin inna di dance ? ? ?
Me rollin with the flavor unit posse
As a black woman mi want equality
Equality, and di freedom to be me
Mi have a mother rita, only call her mommy
Likkle brother and sister, angelo and kelly
A brother in them laws, but mi call him winki
Lost mi daddy and ? ? ? family
? ? ? black ? ? ? black country
Believe in one god, one tribe, one destiny
Cease!
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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Ruff Stuff
I like em big and I like em small
And if I had to take the oath I would take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
(its what I want)
Shes a saint, shes a sinner
Shes a rave, rave, rave
Shes a woman, shes a winner
In every way, way, way
She dont want love
Nor cabaret thats out
She like to play around
That suits me fine
I like it better when she read my mind
You know, dont want a woman with a ball and chain
Dont want to play that game
Chorus:
Just give me that ruff stuff
I want ruff stuff
Baby give me ruff stuff
You dont want ruff stuff?
Dont want your face around here
Make you shake, make you shiver
Make you pray, pray, pray
Gonna make you quake, make you quiver
And turn you grey, grey, grey
I dont need brakes
They slow me down too much
They keep me out of touch
They lock me in
I like it better when I pull the pin
You know, dont want a woman with a ball and chain
Dont want to play that game
Chorus
I like them big and I like them small
And if they asked me to take the oath, I would have to take them all
Give me that ruff stuff
Dont want your face round here
I dont want your face round my backyard any more
song performed by by AC-DC
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Look Who's Dancing
Look who's dancing
Look who's dancing
Look who's dancing now
Look who's dancing
oh look who's dancing
Look who's dancing now
Well, first the dance floor
was like a forbidden land
where people would never dare to go
but now everyone's doing it
I said it's a dance galore
Look who's dancing
Look who's dancing
Look who's dancing now
Look who's dancing
oh look who's dancing
Look who's dancing now
And some are dancing on their feet
some are jumping off the floor
and look at old Granny "B"
she got the, she caught the, she knows the groove for sure
Look who's dancing
Look who's dancing
Look who's dancing now, right around
Look who's dancing
who is dancing
Look who's dancing now, get on the floor
(groove section)
Look who's dancing
Look who's dancing
Look who's dancing now, around the world
Look who's dancing
oh look who's dancing
Look who's dancing now
And some are dancing on their feet
some are jumping off the floor
and look at old Tauter him
he got the, he got the, he got the, he got the beat for sure
Look who's dancing
Look who's dancing
Look who's dancing now
Look who's dancing
check the dancing
Look who's dancing now, get on the floor
(groove section)
Do the ska, the rock steady, the ridim and blues
and if you catch them, then you do the della move
it nuh mek nuh sense to sit down, when you know you can goove
any type of danve you do, you neither win or lose
And if your choice is reggae, you don't need nuh dancing shoes
suh listen to the message, and you know you won't lose
look who come, come dancing pow we dancing floor again
some a dem a enemy, some a dem a friend
Some a dem a mother and father, some a dem a children
some a dem a loafer who a follow the trend
and some a dem a just dey ya as we good brethen
That's why we ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff and rugged
ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff and rugged
ra ra ra ragga muffin
ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff and rugged
That's why we ra ra ragga
that's why we ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff and rugged
ra ra ra ragga muffin
so we ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff and rugged
ra ra ra ragga muffin
that's why we flash certain dancing style, it sound well wicked
if a guy woulda really try, so you know him stupid
exorcism, devilism we nuh deal wid
our faith in jah jah man, it well, well, well solid
so pray every day and ask for strenght and knowledge
that's why we ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff and rugged
that's why we ra ra ra ragga muffin
That's why we ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff and rugged
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Can You Do The Work
Intro:
Sean Paul: Bwoy Ce'cile, I see it clear yuh know, mi need ya yuh know
Ce'cile: Pleeeaaaaseeee!!! I got a man ok
Sean Paul: Yeah but mi neva hear yuh seh nuttin bout him, mi talk bout mi and you now
Ce'cile: Well he's there so I gotta let ya know yuh know
Sean Paul: Well let's go kick it then we can chill
Ce'cile: Anyway yuh caan do nuttin
Chorus:
Ce'cile:
Mi know yuh kinda cute bwoy can yuh do di wuk
I'm lookin for a rudebwoy betta arms up
And a if yuh rubber suitbwoy I will play ruff
Cau we play ruff, cau we play ruff
Sean Paul:
Well woman it's a long time mi see yuh and a lust
Mi well waan fi show yuh how mi wicked and tuff
Hand behind your back mi lock it to mi hand cuff
Wuk yuh ago get a strictly A one plus
Verse 1:
Ce'cile:
Yuh a talk bout dutty yeah
when yuh come inna mi house yuh betta don't play
Just land di big jet pon di runway
Can yuh give it to mi all night all day
Sean Paul:
Fi real now Ce'cile yuh a talk bout see what I've been goin thru
List one bag a man like yuh deh pon mi few
But wait till di Dutty get a hold of yuh (Ce'cile: Whateva)
Inna di bedroom yuh start call mi Shaka Zulu
Chorus:
Ce'cile:
Mi know yuh kinda cute bwoy can yuh do di wuk
I'm lookin for a rudebwoy betta arms up
And a if yuh rubber suitbwoy I will play ruff
Cau we play ruff, cau we play ruff
Sean Paul:
Ce'cile now a long time mi see yuh and a lust
Mi well waan fi show yuh how mi wicked and tuff
Hand behind your back mi lock it to mi hand cuff
Wuk yuh ago get a strictly A one plus
Verse 2:
Ce'cile:
Well Sean Paul get wid it badgal nuh waan nuh one minute
Or when tire punch out we rim it
Bruk every state limit, don't waan nuh joke or nuh gimmick
Got fi know how fi shock and fi sting it
Sean Paul:
Girl, well I'm most talented, betta than wah di doctor recommended
So when di time mi touch yuh it is time well spended
So when did, yuh ever see a yute so demented?
A yuh start it off now a my time fi end it
Chorus:
Ce'cile:
Yuh know yuh kinda cute bwoy can yuh do di wuk
I'm lookin for a rudebwoy betta arms up
And a if yuh rubber suitbwoy I will play ruff
Cau we play ruff, cau we play ruff
Sean Paul:
Well woman it's a long time mi see yuh and a lust
Mi well waan fi show yuh how mi wicked and tuff
Hand behind your back mi lock it to mi hand cuff
Wuk yuh ago get a strictly A one plus
Verse 3:
Ce'cile:
Well if yuh waan di nanny nanny yo gotta mek mi holla gotta mek mi go
(Oh...yeah) Baby gimme some mo', ride it like a rodeo
Sean Paul:
Well well well thru di lightning thundastorm Sean Paul nuh stall
Mek yuh leff di wall pon a di wall yuh a crawl
Nah go ease up off di saddle none at all
Start wuk yuh inna di winter when mi dun a next fall
Chorus:
Ce'cile:
Mi know yuh kinda cute bwoy can yuh do di wuk
I'm lookin for a rudebwoy betta arms up
And a if yuh rubber suitbwoy I will play ruff
Cau we play ruff, cau we play ruff
Sean Paul:
Well woman it's a long time mi see yuh and a lust
Mi well waan fi show yuh how mi wicked and tuff
Hand behind your back mi lock it to mi hand cuff
Wuk yuh ago get a strictly A one plus
Repeat Verse 1 & chorus
song performed by by Sean Paul
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Dance For Me
Its a fact Ill attest to, mess around and Ill arrest you
I aint playing, you know what Im saying?
This aint the best youve ever hear coming from a female mc
But you know what I mean? (hail to the queen!)
This mc stands for microphone commando
When I command that you take a hand
And throw it up in the air, yeah, just like that now
Chill, and watch me rap cause Im flowing (flowing)
Just like water I slaughter (slaughter)
A battle, put me in it, I win it
The mission is music and rhythm
Rhythm backed by words, all in my system
System by techniques, techniques I got my heart in
Heart into the music, music I take part in
One try, one god, and one destiny
Just dance for me
Dance to the music (repeat 2x)
Now understand that you must (dance) because this is a beat to clap to
My brother lance said latifah you got to make them get up off their feet
So I put my rhyme to a dj mark beat
Ample samples, this for example
Are made by the 45 king, so cancel
Your plans of moving to the front lines
Hes a dj, producer, and mind you a friend of mine
I hop, dip, and spend with the children
So get down with the sound and you will lend
To let me bring while I bring
Queen latifah to the 45 king, creating
A new style in the name of the flavor unit
Thats the way we like it, so Im doing it
So if you want to know what the plan is to be
I order you to dance for me
Dance to the music (repeat 2x)
My voice is your choice at a stage show
I do it for the flavor unit to make you say ho
With powerful lyrics Im armed
To let a sucker step up and get bombed
By a beat created by my producer
To break you out of the stuff that youre used to
This here is a moment of truth
So take the record to the dj booth
And lets start this, let the beat get dumb
Cause Im a shake it all night and then some
People dancing, I can spot em
When I take control, you know I got em
Stop the music? thats not a question
The flavor unit takes no suggestions
If youre not on the dance tip, heres your chance to be
I order you to dance for me
Dance to the music (repeat 6x)
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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Youre My Flavor
The way you love me
Is like a needle in my vein
When youre not around me
You know it just dont feel the same
And Ive waited a long time
Just to feel the way I do
Just give me the reason
And I will be all over you
cause youre my flavor of love
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
Youre my flavor of love
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
The way you touch me
Somehow it takes away the pain
And now Im a junkie
Im running around without a brain
I got the jones deep inside me
And you are what I wanna do
You give me this feeling
You always make me feel brand new
cause youre my flavor of love
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
Youre my flavor of love
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
Flavor... ouh come on
cause youre my flavor Im dreaming of
Youre my flavor of love
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
cause youre my flavor
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of
Yeah yeah yeah
Youre my flavor, youre my flavor, youre my flavor,
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of, yeah
All thirthy two baby
Youre my flavor Im dreaming of, yeah
cause youre my flavor of love, yeah. love.
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Ruff Stuff
Bust up
No trust
Getting along
Best get clean, get on
She's gone
I'm gone
Ruff stuff
Something's wrong
Best get clean, get on
I'm spending all her money
On the best that I can buy
So I'm locked up
Trussed up
Shackles on
Best get clean for her
Jittery soup
Stuffed turkey
Cold cop
Best get clean for her
I'm hot and feeling funny
I'm sweating to get dry
Darling (come back!)
I've given up fags and drugs now baby
Darling (come back!)
I've had enough of the ruff stuff, baby
Darling (come back!)
Been hangin' round in smack bogs, baby
Darling (come back!)
I've given up fags and drugs now baby
Leave your fever, breather
Get off
Get off
Get on
Feeling weak
Downbeat two weeks of two
Need help for her
I'm sick with paranoia
It's the most that I can do
Hot meal
Warm bath
On my feet
Got it beat for you
Take a look
Early nights
Good books
Cook and clean for you
So go and call your mother
'Cause she's been using too
Darling (come back!)
I've given up fags and drugs now baby
Darling (come back!)
I've had enough of the ruff stuff, baby
Darling (come back!)
Been hangin' round in smack bogs, baby
Darling (come back!)
I've given up fags and drugs now baby
song performed by by Gomez
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Im A Ruff Ryder
Ryde or die vol. 1
Intro:
Baby, Im a ruff ryder
Heeeeeyy, yeah yeah
Im a ruff ryder....
Verse 1
Woke up one sunday mornin
At the crack of dawn and, oh no
My baby left a letter
Tellin me dont forget her (oh no)
She said I wasnt able
To keep our love stable
She knew that I was fooling around (oh yes she did)
She saw me with a girl downtown, downtown...
Chorus:
So your sayin that you love me baby
But your gone forever and more, and more, and more
(Im a ruff ryder)
And your gonna be sorry baby
Cause I want you more than before, and more, and more, and more
(Im a ruff ryder)
Verse 2
Now as the letter goes on
Im reminded of the times when she all alone
All the days that shes cried
But not once did I ever see the pain in her eyes(oh no)
She said that I was wrong
That a man that doesnt care
Is up all alone (silly ass nigga)
If I could do it all again
Girl I know one thing
Is I would not let you go
Chorus
You walked away, with nothin to say
Said your tired of the games I played
There aint nothin that I wouldnt do
To find a way to get back to you
Now your gone and Im all alone
Wish that you, would come back home
You know I need you here in my life
All I wanna do is try to make it right
Chorus to fade
song performed by by DMX
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The Old Army Blanket
Coarse and ruff quite often thread bare
The soldier did not seem to care
Let the enemy try to take if he dare;
Coarse and ruff quite often thread bare
Driving rain or snow wearing his blanket
Coarse and ruff quite often thread bare.
Being a soldier he could expect no better fare,
Coarse and ruff, quite often thread bare
His fight done, read over with a prayer
Wrapped in the old grey Army blanket
Coarse and ruff quite often thread bare.
He did his duty few could compare,
Coarse and ruff, quite often thread bare
poem by Derrick Fernie
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Luv Your Stuff
(myles goodwyn)
Published by mfg sing sing music/socan - ascap
Everytime I get restless, I see my hand knockin on your door
And everytime Im in a fix baby, I start actin like I need you more
Well Ive been lookin for someone to talk to
And Ive been searchin for a better way
And Ive been runnin all over town, girl
Ive been lookin each and every way, yeah
But you got somethin special
And Im bein on the level with you
You got that thing that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), mmm, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), at five oclock in the morning
(great stuff, luv your stuff), still cant get enough
(great stuff, luv your stuff)
Livin like a fool in flames
You know that I been usin you, girl
And Im the one to blame
But babe, I got my cupboards all stocked and ready
What you get girl, is what you see
And youve been lookin inside my head now
And you got your arms wrapped around me, mmm
I got no thing for our candy
Its your lovin girl, that gets me down
You got that thing that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), ooh, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), send the bill in the morning
(great stuff, luv your stuff), I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), get busy
I got no sense of reason, I know I gotta make a deal
Its all comin down to somethin baby, its tellin me I got to get real, huh
I got my senses in a tuft, Im all mixed up, my temperatures starting to rise
And I cant seem to stay away from you, girl, I think its more than we realized, yeah
Wont you look what its doin
Its your lovin girl, that gets me down
You got that thing that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), ooh, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), Ill pay the price in the morning
(great stuff, luv your stuff), ooh, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff)
song performed by by April Wine
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Got To Give It Up
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Tell my mama and tell my pa
That their fine young son didnt get far
He made it to the end of a bottle
Sitting in a sleazy bar
He tried hard but his spirit broke
He tried until he nearly choked
In the end he lost his
Bottle drinking alcohol
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Tell my brother I tried to write and
Put pen to paper but I was frightened
I couldnt seem to get the words out right
Right quite right
Tell my sister Im sinking slow
Now and again I powder my nose
In the end I lost my bottle
It smashed in a casbah
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive been messing with the heavy stuff
For a time I couldnt get enough
But Im waking up and its wearing off
Junk dont take you far
Tell my mama Im coming home
In my youth Im getting older
And I think its lost control
Mama Im coming home
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Pipe Song
Care is all stuff:--
Puff! Puff!
To puff is enough:--
Puff! Puff
More musky than snuff,
And warm is a puff:--
Puff! Puff
Here we sit mid our puffs,
Like old lords in their ruffs,
Snug as bears in their muffs:--
Puff! Puff
Then puff, puff, puff,
For care is all stuff,
Puffed off in a puff--
Puff! Puff!
poem by Herman Melville
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Latifah's Had It Up 2 Here (Algebra Hardcode Equation Remix)
The Queen is hyped up [4x]
Queen: Ayo Manda
Amanda: What's up La
Queen: Yo people have been trying to get fierce on me, I think it's time I tell them about themselves
Amanda: Yo just give it to them safari sytle
Well, well, well it's L.A
The T.I
The F.A.H
You'll see why
Q.U
Double E.
N
Is the reason I must be myself
What else?
Well fame hasn't got me
Souped up
Selling out
Sloppy or poppy
There so much live for
There for
Here's more from a woman
All woman
Keep the rumors
To Your
Self
The over blown
Home grown
Not known
Fools who never shown
Proof let alone own
A lot of props
Or hip hip pop chart
Notch on your clock is my spot
Now who got the marks?
I do
Why you little played out Achew
(Bless You)
I'm allergic to wack crews
The La
The Ti
The Fah
The Queen is up
Throwing salt that you never seen before
How dare
Those who talk
We can't have them
Some make me wanna go out with the bat and a magnum
But a wise
Civilized
Growing higher
Judgements from the queen
Punish is the fire
I here to make these fools out of liars
You must learn step and respect the sire
Face the fire
Latifah had it up to here the frauds felling fear (fear)
The sound is playing like a Q-tip digging your ear (ear)
Mama Zula stands for positivity, knowledge, and grace
I never run my piece damn I'll take it to your face
Open why you hoping
None stutter
Stop 'em
Maybe choke (choke)
Because it's very hard to breathe
While La got you in a yolk
I'll cut your throat
I'll cut it short
No one ever getting near
Latifah's had it up to here
[Chorus:]
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Give it to 'em Queen (I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Give it to 'em Queen (I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Give it to 'em Queen (I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Queen L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
Some of these commercial entertainers
Are commercially a pain to mind and my behind
Try to dis Dana
Bumping me off
Because the Queen has reached a certain plateau
All I do is boo and say "is that so?"
Talk is cheap
And if talk got any cheaper (huh)
They'll be selling Nike tongues instead of sneakers
Kay sa rah sa rah
Blazay blah
Etcetera
This is a scene from the Queen La La
Lovely and lyrically loose
But lady like
I'm too slick to slip up or get tricked by the shady type
Chomps yall talk and still wonder how loose I got
When I'm in town I give the boosters booster shots
Breaks
Breaks
Face
Face
Never
Never
Waste
Waste
Your mind on a rhyme
That will get thrown in your fronting face
I'll cut your throat
I'll cut it short
No one ever getting near
Latifah's had it up to here
[Chorus]
Royal and loyal
Face the fire
Boy
You wouldn't get the time of the day
So make way
Hey
Silence I say
Lay low and have a cold one
Cause the whipping I'm dishing is an old one
I through some soul into my morning bowl
Then I rolled
I took your gold and stopped your singled
Cause it ever never sold
Matter of fact it never even got the time to sprout
So you could never give me body or come in my house
The Flavor Unit is doing back again this year
How many flavors of the flavor can you love to hear
Feel the force of my holocaust
I'm staring at ya
Put in a bid on who will fall
I'm sure to match ya
Snatch ya
Stature
Your broken looks more like a fracture
Catch that rapper
Latifah will be back to crush ya
Go buy a heart
Cause from the start I told ya no one getting near
Latifah's had it up to here
[Chorus Outro:]
Give it to 'em Queen
(Who got it)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Latifah)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Who got it)
Give it to 'em Queen
(The Flavor Unit)
Give it to 'em Queen
(I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Latifah)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Dj A.D)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Ease off)
[Scratching]
Give it to 'em Queen
L.A
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
Give it to 'em Queen
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H.H.H in command
Give it to 'em Queen
L.L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
Give it to 'em Queen
L.A
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
L.A
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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You're My Flavor
The way you love me
Is like a needle in my vein
When you're not around me
You know it just don't feel the same
And I've waited a long time
Just to feel the way I do
Just give me the reason
And I will be all over you
'Cause you're my flavor of love
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
You're my flavor of love
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
The way you touch me
Somehow it takes away the pain
And now I'm a junkie
I'm running around without a brain
I got the jones deep inside me
And you are what I wanna do
You give me this feeling
You always make me feel brand new
'Cause you're my flavor of love
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
You're my flavor of love
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
Flavor... Ouh come on
'Cause you're my flavor I'm dreaming of
You're my flavor of love
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
'Cause you're my flavor
You're my flavor I'm dreaming of
Yeah yeah yeah
You're my flavor
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from 5
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Hot Stuff
(coverdale)
Im ready for you,
Are you ready for me
Ive got a burning heart,
It wont let me be
I feel the hunger, my spirit yearns,
Ive got to feed the fever
Of a love that burns
I walk the street round midnight,
Looking for a little hot stuff,
I cant get enuff,
I just cant get enuff, hot stuff,
Hot stuff, hot stuff
Im hard to handle,
Too hot to hold
I cant seem to satisfy
My heart an soul
I need a woman to set me free,
A little miss understanding
To feel the need in me
I walk the street round midnight,
Looking for a little hot stuff,
I cant get enuff,
I just cant get enuff, hot stuff,
Cant get enuff, hot stuff,
I just cant get enuff, hot stuff,
Cant get enuff
Im ready for you,
Are you ready for me
Ive got a burning heart,
It wont let me be
I feel the hunger, my spirit yearns,
Ive got to feed the fever
Of a love that burns
I walk the street round midnight
Looking for a little hot stuff,
I cant get enuff,
I just cant get enuff, hot stuff,
Cant get enuff, hot stuff,
Cant get enuff, hot stuff,
Hot stuff, hot stuff,
Hot stuff, hot stuff,
Hot stuff, hot stuff,
Hot stuff, hot stuff,
I just cant get enuff, hot stuff,
I just cant get enuff, hot stuff,
Cant get enuff, hot stuff,
I just cant get enuff, hot stuff
Hot stuff, cant get enuff hot stuff...
song performed by by Whitesnake
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Right Stuff
I was standing at 7:15 waiting for my babys car
Just then out stepped the driver of a limousine
And asked if I was going far
I said Ive got my mind made up
I dont wanna leave him baby cause its clear to me
That its just to tough to find another lover like mine
With the right stuff
The right stuff baby
I dont wanna miss out on the right stuff
Ooh no with mr. right
Just friday bout a week ago
This fellow called me on the phone
And said i live in paris, dont you want to go
I know you must be all alone
Well, itll take more than a fancy trip
Or a chauffeured limousine
Cause I aint never seen no one
Who could give me love like this
The other fellows dont compare
To the right stuff
The right stuff baby
I dont wanna miss out on the right stuff
Ooh no with mr. right
Sing
Hes the only to give me that lovin
Cause next to him there is no other one
Hes very sexy and oh so sweet
And he knocks me off my feet
Say it
I need the right stuff
I got to have the right stuff
I dont wanna miss out on the right stuff
Written by salas/jones
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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People go back to the stuff that doesn't cost a lot of money and the stuff that you don't have to hand money to over and over again. Stuff that you get for free, stuff that your older brother gives you, stuff that you can get out of the local library.
quote by Frank Black
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Latifahs Law
Alright listen, Im back again cause thats what you required of
Me steady rhyming, and Im so sick and tired of
Being forced to put suckers in their place
You make me mad enough to punch you in the face
But Im not trying, so never sound like I dont bone to pick with you
Show and prove that you can stand on your own two
I speak the poetry, dissing those who keep on quoting me
Try to play me, cease it, you dont know me
So smile in my face, behind my back take a line or two
Im not an idiot, so who you think you lying to?
Queen latifahs here to lay the law down
So speed it up or shake it around because its a showdown
The 45 king is arising, suprising, hypnotising star, hes up to par
So I hope youve prepared yourself for what youre in for
This is latifahs law
Bmws and gold rope chains dont impress me
Or get you closer to the point you can undress me
Get skeezed, you nose will bleed, thats how they live life
Prepare to feel the wrath of the giver of all life
Fire and desire make you go a little higher
When I grab the wire of the mic
And get hype, Im sorry you sound dot
Cause I roll like the homicide squad
You must be broke and, hoping that Im soft but Im dope and
Left you in the litter to consider coping with
Life, its trife yeah, but these things happen
You need to make it better, stop trying to be the mack again
Get a grip on the african way
Cause theres a sucker born every day
Crimes the way for you to see what the queen saw
And this is latifahs law
Now dj mark made up a beat that he can bring you
And I of course supply the rhyme that you can swing to
The flavor unit keeps all, and keeps a way to band
And slides keep the hardcore fall, cause Im heavy-handed
Whip out a .45 caliber pen and begin
A funky message from beginning to end
Peace be to africa, cant forget my other land
Wont fulfill my heart unless I speak about the motherland
You say youre living right, but we know its nonsense
In case you forgot, just check your conscience
At showtime, I blow lines, you dont get yours, I get mine
Your showtimes, you behind, the queen latifah divine
Rule number one: dont step across the line that I drew
Number two: dont take credit for something that you didnt do
Number three: check your heart, every man has a call
Its time for me to go, but Ill be back, yall
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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Mr.Puff
My dog Mr.Puff,
Mr. Puff has got the stuff,
He's white and fluffy,
And full of glee,
He's very cute and always happy,
Mr. Puff is a ladies man,
He's a ladies man with a plan,
He goes and sits on the street,
And all the ladies come at his feet,
Mr. Puff knows the game,
He has three females whos owner is the same,
He sleeps with the three every night,
And makes sure to keep them in his sight,
Mr. Puff is a dog many has dreamed of,
Mr. Puff is my dog and he knows he's loved.
poem by Shutter Queen
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Curb Kickuh
You're a curb kickuh.
A no nonsense takuh.
And a mean love makuh.
U don't fake or take no bull.
And if it's not the way u want it...
You don't pull no punches.
You're a curb kickuh.
A no nonsense takuh.
And a mean love makuh.
You like to shake up stuff.
See that dust.
And direct how it should be cleaned up.
You prefer to stir a bit of lust with cussin'.
And when you've had enough...
U get tuff when it's time,
For folks to get up and leave.
You don't fool me.
You're a curb kickuh.
A no nonsense takuh.
And a mean love makuh.
U don't fake or take no bull.
And if it's not the way u want it...
You don't pull no punches.
I can be like that myself.
But at least with me...
U don't have to be so ruff!
Like u tuff or somethin'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good Stuff
Yeah, Im telling you boy
Youre wasting your time on her
The good stuffs right here
I seen you when you walked in
Stealing all the light
Youre the type of guy
That makes them fly girls fuss and fight
They cant love you more
Not the way youre wishing for
They go about it all wrong
Experts get it right
1 - (ooh, ooh)
Im telling you now boy
Put your eyes on me
(ooh, ooh)
And if you call now boy
Ill throw my heart in free
(ooh, ooh)
I can love you
In one million ways
(ooh, ooh)
And if you dont like it
Send it back in thirty days
I know youre sick of them
Knowing who you are
All they wanna do is
Ride around in your fancy car
Gimme this, gimme that
And yeah I know its so whack
All they wanna do is be seen with a superstar
Repeat 1
2 - this is the good stuff
This is the good stuff
You dont know this is that good stuff
This is the good stuff
[terrar]
Bulletproof under the suit, no need for alarm
The way I flow through the club call me disco don
But my name, still terrar, still the world at my palm
You chicken, heat front passenger seat load in my arm
Who she with next?
One of two clipse intended specs then
Dance floor, hot sex
My hands rubbing her breast
What am I saying baby?
Discotech or discotheque?
Either way to miss my spray just swish your neck
[kelis]
Now that youve seen
You really wanted me
And those girls wasted their time
Thinking they could possibly (yeah right)
You want this you dont want that
Here girls he dont want it back
And if you want the next one
You should repeat after me
Repeat 2
(ooh, ooh)
This is the good stuff
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
[terrar]
Yo you looking at stars
Yeah, you know who we are
(you dont know)
Clipse, kelis, neptunes
Star track Ill be back baby
[kelis]
Good stuff
This is the good stuff
This is the good stuff
You dont know this is that good stuff
song performed by by Kelis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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