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Make ya feel good , make ya feel all right
One time Feel good yea ya'll Busta Rhymes in the place ya'll Make you feel real good ya'll Flipmode is the squad in the place ya'll Buck wild for all of my niggas who don't care floss like a bunch of young black millionaires Makin ya run, me and my gun Stackin my ones floss a little, invest up in a mutual funds Blowin the horn since the very day I was born never dreamed I see a nigga landscapimg my lawn Dangerous, my niggas shit be accurate Have to get, the flow be so emaculate A yo a yo watchin my dough, sippin my moe Slippin in slow, them pretty bitches sayin hello Any wiggle hittin this play oil of oley Little honey dip whip in within a little cabriolet I don't mean to hold you up But I got somethin to say Swear to only give you hot shit everyday Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us You strange to us That's when we gettin dangerous Come on Chorus: This is serious We can make you delirious You should have a healthy fear of us Cause to much of us is dangerous So dangerous we dangerous My Flipmode squad is dangerous So dangerous we dangerous My whole entire unit is dangerous Hold your breath We swingin it from right to left Word to Wyclef nigga'z shit be hot to death Stayin alive, you know only the strongest survive Holdin my heat under my seat , whippin the five Baseline for all of my people movin around Give me a pound All of my niggaz holdin it down cuttin you up The new shit wrekin you up fuckin you up My black hole suckin you up Back in the days niggaz use to be ass out Now a nigga holdin several money market accounts Blaze the street and then I would just like to announce Feelin my grove My jiga jiga makin you bounce Others is fare, me and my niggas breakin the bridge Straight gettin it, we got you niggas holdin your head Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us You strange to us that's when we gettin dangerous Come on Chorus One time ya'll Throw your hands real high ya'll Yea, get down ya'll Let me see you all ya'll Busta Rhymes, Flipmode ya'll Nineteen ninety eight ya'll Ha, get down ya'll, lets have a ball ya'll Feelin the heat up in the street rockin the beat Step up in the club, take me to my reserved seat Comin around, all of my niggaz surround me So much bottles of liquer, ya'll niggaz will drown me Makin ya drunk, feelin the funk, blazin the skunk Stay hitten with the shit that blow a hole in ya trunk Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us You strange to us that's when we gettin dangerous Come on Chorus |
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Walk This Way
Now there's a backseat lover That's always under cover And I talk til my daddy say Said you ain't seen nuthin Til you're down on her muffin And there's sure to be a change in ways Now there's a cheerleader That's a real big pleaser of times I can reminisce But the best thing about lovin' Was her sister and her cousin And it started with a little kiss, like this She starts swingin With the boys in tune And her feet just fly up in the air Singin hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle And they swingin like it just don't care So I took a big chance At the high school dance With a lady who was ready to play It wasn't me she was foolin Cause she knew what was she was doin when she told me how to walk this way She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! Well just gimme a kiss Oooh, a-like this! School girl sleazy With a classy kind of sassy Little skirt hangin way up her knee It was three young ladies In the school gym locker And they find they were lookin at D I was a high school loser Never made it with a lady Til the boys told me somethin I missed That my next door neighbor had a daughter had a favor And I gave the girl just a little kiss, like this She starts swingin with the boys in the school with her feet flyin up in the air Singing hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle I was swingin like I didn't care So I took a big chance at the high school dance With a misses who was ready to play Wasn't me she was foolin cause she knew what she was doin when she told me how to walk this way She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! She told me to Walk this way! Talk this way! Walk this way! Talk this way! Well just gimme some head A Like this... |
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Undeas (uhh... uh-huh) Lil' Ceaser (uhh... uh-hah, Queen Bee) Uhh (uh-huh, that's me) Uhh, check it (Lil' Kim) Verse One: Lil' Cease Yo I be buyin em V's, so all my girls be eyein Cease Comin backstage, dyin to get pleased You got me, I rock thee, Versace and linen While you stop your grinnin wit bunch of foxy women Why you speed ball with cards, that's invalid I get clothes, custom made, from a stylist Cruise in my Lexus Land with no mileage While you walk the street until your feet get calloused Take you on a natural high, like a pilot It be all good, toss your clothes like a salad When it's all over put your vote in my ballot It's my diner, I'm Mel, and you're Alice Spend a night, in Lil' Cease palace It be all good as long as you don't act childish While you standin there with the Crist' in your cup If worse come to worse keep this on the hush, uhh Hook: Notorious B.I.G. I know you seen me on the video (true) I know you heard me on the radio (true) But you still don't pay me no attention Listenin to what your girlfriends mention He's a slut, he's a hoe, he's a freak Got a different girl every day of the week It's cool, not tryin to put a rush on you I had to let you know that I got a crush on you Verse Two: Lil' Kim Aiyyo shorty, won't you go get a bag of the lethal I'll be undressed in the bra all see through While you count your jewels thinkin I'ma cheat you The only one thing I wanna do is freak you Keep your stone sets, I got my own baguettes And I'll be doin things that you won't regret Lil Kim the Queen Bee, so you best take heed Shall I proceed? (Yes indeed!) I'ma throw shade, if I can't get paid Blow you up to your girl like the Army grenade You can slide on my ice like the Escapade And itchy-gitchy-yaya with the marmalade Who me? Not you, oh yes, who's he? I even dig yo' man's style, but I love yo' profile Whisper in your ear and get you all shook up But don't blush, just keep this on the hush Hook Verse Three: Lil' Cease, Lil' Kim While you tryin to catch Sea Breeze, I'm in the PV's All chrome D3's, decked out TV's CD's with crazy bass, keep my lady laced Don't be fooled by the baby face I hope ya not, cause your thighs got me hot Only one plan, that's to rise to the top I told you before, when I first pursued I want a interlude, in the nude You know I love the way you feel-a, sip my tequil-a Works from the dealers, all in chinchila Heat up the clutch, seven-fifty deluxe Then we speed down the hutch, breakin trees in the dutch I'm not the one you sleep wit, to eat quick Want a cheap trick? Better go down to FreakNik You got to hit me off, buy this girl gifts of course So I look slick, in my six, with my Christian LaCroix Hook (repeat 4X to fade) |
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Ooh La La - Coolio
Uh, I sneak a forty like a cheetah And give a call to the wild when I greet her (Meow!) The coochie leader Bend on over and touch your toes And I can jump up on a dresser and strike a pose Uh, if you want it then you're ready and you're able, girl Pull up your skirt and we can do it on the pool table Your nipples look so tender Can I twirl 'em in my mouth like a blender, surrender Cause ain't nothin but freakin I can keep it all day, all weekend And have you tweekin I be strokin, that's what I be doin And every position you assumin Uh, all night, all day If you stay I can rub you the right way (Hey!) If he go one time, I go three Cause that's how it is in the CPT Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Cause I got the key to the city Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Can we go somewhere and get busy? Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) You're lookin kinda pretty Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Can I get close to the kitty? Are you sure that we alone, all alone? (Yeah!) Lock the door and unplug the telephone (Telephone!) Light some candles let me get a look at your handles (Ooh-wee!) You got a body like a sex scandal So, I puts the cotton ball in the Q-Tip patch Turn around and let me see you from the back, ah shat! (Damn!) You know you bring out the freak in me I go deep in the peak, I hope you think of me Whenever you need some sexual healing We like two in a million Don't fight the feelin You ain't dealin with no rookie Yes I got a lot of nuts in my Tollhouse cookie Call up your bookie, put your money on the cement I'm puttin in work like a tag team free man I spark through the woods like a Recon And we can do it all night with the lights on Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Cause I got the key to city Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Let's go somewhere and get busy? Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) I hope you ain't the kind that acts a ditty Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) I'm tryin to get close to the kitty What's up on some lovin, babay? We can roll in my sixty-three And drink Hennessy What's up on some lovin, babay? Don't you wanna roll with me? You and me can cream We can put it on a platter, girl, it don't matter I make it hot and you can pop it like a firecracker In the bedroom, bathroom, livin room Outside in the yard, it's a full moon In the car, in the front seat, back seat On the trunk, on the hood, and it's all good I'll be the piece and you can be the booty And I'll work extra duty to please your coochie You can lay me on the bed and cuff me up Spread honey on my chest, but don't rough me up Dig your nails in my back, girl, play yo game You never come the same if we say yo name Is it real or a dream You make me scream When you rub my body with shaving cream Stick your tongue down my throat and give me a kiss (Mmm-waah!) Cause you know it don't get no better than this (That's right!) Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Cause I got the key to the city Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Can we go somewhere and get busy? Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Damn, you're lookin kinda pretty Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Can I get close to the kitty Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Girl, I got the key to the city Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Can we go somewhere and get busy? Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Come and get a taste of the ribby (Ribby!) Ooh la la doo-wa-diddy (Woo-woo!) Now, the kitty's kinda friendly What's up on some lovin, babay? We can roll in my sixty-three And drink Hennessy What's up on some lovin, babay? Don't you wanna roll with me? You and me can cream |
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