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from Asher Roth - Asleep In The Bread Aisle (2009)
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and it just keeps going (yeah) and it just keeps... (Verse 1) So I'm in the airport getting ready to leave headed to a friends wedding in the NYC but my head's been spinning, I'm forgettin to eat all this jet setting has been getting to me it's already 11:20, I'm ready to sleep but instead I end up sitting in a 27C an aisle seat, fine by me, but the guy that's insides always trying to pee with a wild child behind me that's crying and keeps flippin out and kickin at me while it violently screams so I silently plea "Oh God, please, let there be a hotty sitting in 27B but of course a morbidly obese beast is in the seat that wheezes when it breaths dude sitting D is at least three deep and he keeps telling me what's wrong with his knees Osgood Schlatters, just need water but for a bottle they charge two dollars and when I thought that it couldn't get worse, I forgot my ipod. (Chorus) Ohh..I'm having a bad day, nothing ever seems to go my way everybody needs to go away, Why? Because I'm having a bad day uhh.. and it just keeps going, and it just keeps... and it just keeps going, and it just keeps... (Verse 2) so 4 hours of turbulence we land and I'm about to turd in my pants but the captain is seatbelt fastened so my ass is just passin gas'n and at last i escape from the plane when I'm minutes away from clinical insane I make my way towards baggage claim when I hear a high pitch voice screaming my name some dumb bitch I went to high school with while shes sweating she tells me that she likes my shit I just smile and think about how great it would be if I could just hit this chick with a quick leg sweep so I pick up my L.L. Bean and B-Line for the next taxi in need of weed and boxer briefs but my bags only got Maxis (Chorus) (Verse 3) I check in to my hotel room and I pick up my cellphone and dial the groom tell him my mood and how I ordering food and I'm probably gonna stay in and watch a movie but the tube has no HBO so anything I want I'm paying fo' but I'm lame and broke so I'm laying in a robe watching that little people big world show right then there's a knock at the door it's my last hope for a spanish whore who will change my sheets in exchange for penis "Hi I've lost my cat, have you seen it?" Jesus, this day is the worst at least I can give little me a jerk and then go to sleep, healthy and disease-less I guess it could be worse but I'm just... (Chorus) |
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from U.G.K. - Underground Kingz (2007)
(feat. Jazze Pha)
(Chorus: Jazze Pha) We be pullin up in the hot shit and thats cuz we the stars of the show Now if you gettin money and got whips just pull up on your stop an go's This is the way we stop and go, don't block my way, we stop the show (Bun B:) Please rise for the president of the south and all hale to the cheif with them diamond teeth in his mouth Make way! Big Dick Chaney is bout to enter king committees in session but first on the agenda Bend the corner on them fours lac turnin on them vouges 1 time for the haters, 2 times for the hoes I suppose its only right for me to grip up on the cherry, oak wood wheel while im drippin cranberry and very few have acomplished what we have acheived without a rabbit out of a hat or a trick up his sleeve I got a steady hand and a steady flow so, on your mark get set, ready go, you already know......... (Chorus: Jazze Pha) We be pullin up in the hot shit and thats cuz we the stars of the show Now if you gettin money and got whips just pull up on your stop an go's This is the way we stop and go, don't block my way, we stop the show (Pimp C:) Swishers and dank and pourin up big drank 100 thousand dollars in my grown set link I got 2 on thats 200, you gone go crazy nigga tryna count my money I came from the bottom they hate me like im asadam 198 in a spur house in nevada (vada vada) Vegas nigga got my paper pimpin thru cerwin vegas nigga Let me show you how we keep the parkin lot on fire, full kit on my shit 26 inch tiiiiiiiiiiiiires! Yokohamas an the wheel still wood, keep a bad yellow bitch cuz my dick feel good when you see us in the hood nigga... (Chorus: Jazze Pha) We be pullin up in the hot shit and thats cuz we the stars of the show Now if you gettin money and got whips just pull up on your stop an go's This is the way we stop and go, don't block my way, we stop the show (Jazze Pha:) Dope Man!! Ya and the dro in the drought pull up at the spot with the brains blowed out Wheels cost a whip, whip cost a house UGK and Jazze Pha show up and show out She wanna chill with the crew kick it in the crib on the hill with the view You know you wanna holla what it is? what it do? She love me for my old school drops an my cool cuz my shit be the truth whoa! The wheels never pause counterclock wise when i skirrrrrr on'em all. and when she fall thru an see the plaques on the wall she'll prolly call a couple friends! shit call'em all, down come the draws (Chorus: Jazze Pha) We be pullin up in the hot shit and thats cuz we the stars of the show Now if you gettin money and got whips just pull up on your stop an go's This is the way we stop and go, don't block my way, we stop the show |
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from Young Buck - Buck The World (2006)
(Feat Jazze Pha)
(Intro - Jazze Pha) Yeah! Poetry in motion one take daddy this is how we do it in person man Ladies AND Gentleman! You are now tuned in to the very best Jazze Phizzel Jazze Pha that is for all you numbskulls out there Hey speakin of pimpin thats my nigga Young Buck!! (Chorus - Jazze Pha) Just hop in my ride If you want some We can only get high If you want some Gotta open them wide If you want some I can see in your eyes that you want some I know you want me shawty I Know (x4) I know you want me I Know (x4) I know you want me shawty I Know (x4) I know you want me I Know (x4) I know you want me shawty (Verse 1 - Young Buck) These hoes out here love me I get it wet N*ggas old ladies want to f*ck me You should see the sh*t I'm nuthin like them other thugs That eat it quick Too many n*ggas in this club I need a b*tch We park right up in the front You see the six I puff some smoke up out my blunt And pop the Chris I gotta find me a model I like em thick I make her hop in my Impala Go take a trip Clean off my shoe and pop my collar I'm rich b*tch Oh what you never seen a balla Well this is it I make that p*ssy feel good 'Til you tell me quit And I won't tell nobody that you let me hit Sike! (Chorus - Jazze Pha) (Verse 2 - Young Buck) Okay then shawty if you ready Then lets go Lets take it from the dirty to the East and West Coast A couple shots of Patron Lets have a sex show I got a lot but baby you can be my best ho I see you watchin a playa She like my dress code Rockin these Cardieys Drinkin that X-O I know a place that we can go And get low You wit a gangsta You ain't never felt like this before And if you know that p*ssy good Then hit tha floor Shake that a*s like you should Go get that dough I'll make you love me if you let me Fo' real though See down here we put Chevy's ridin' real slow So come on (Chorus - Jazze Pha) (Bridge - Young Buck) Don't get scared girl Show me what you got Show me what you got Just show me what you got I said Don't get scared girl Show me what you got Show me what you got Just show me what you got C'mon Don't get scared girl Show me what you got Show me what you got Just show me what you got I said Don't get scared girl Show me what you got Just show me what you got Just show me what you got !! (Chorus - Jazze Pha) (Outro - Jazze Pha) You are now tuned in to the very best The very best Jazze Phizzel Productizzel Phizzel, Phizzel, Phizzel, Phizzel, Phizzel Hey we doin' it real big man South squashin' pimpin' and monster makin' man Jazze Pha and Young Buck Tennessee connection man South Memphis meets Cashville Ten-A-Key Ten-A-Key We doin' it real big man Ten-A-Key Pimpin', USA Baby Man it feels like Suade Baby I mean what do you expect Baby? Show Me what you got (x3) Go on sing it boy You the beatifulest thing here Don't let em stop you |
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from Yo Gotti - Back 2 Da Basics (Chopped & Screwed) (2006)
{Verse 1}
She was light, bright, damn near white Wit dem, chinese eyes, and big girl thighs And it was, so many rumors, and so many lies About my, so many girls, and so many wives That it, broke up my home, she left me alone And i was tryin to explain to her on the phone But im like what was the use of tellin the truth Plus i was, trained at a youth to do what i do So i just tell her some lies to make her feel good Like, one day im movin you out the hood It went from kisses and hugs to pushes and shoves but dat was all a part of F**kin wit thugs {chorus 2x} If you was down you would steel fo' a nigga, stay by my side even kill fo' a nigga, if you f**k wit a nigga fo'real then it aint nothing to keepin it trill {Verse 2} She just, wanted to smile and wanted a child But i was ruining her dreams by livin too wild She said i need to calm down and act like a man And my response was like what the f**k is u sayin Cuz i was, so caught up into movin it white, and i was gone 24/7 a night And i didnt give a f**k if i was wrong or was right Cuz i was a d-boi livin a d-boi's life And she was a school girl slash d-boi's wife And it was in wit the wrong and out wit the right Cuz she was trafficin' and manufacturin drugs But that was all apart of f**kin wit thugs {chorus 2x} If you was down you would steel fo' a nigga, stay by my side even kill fo' a nigga, if you f**k wit a nigga fo'real then it aint nothing to keepin it trill {Verse 3} We was tighter then fam, cooler than friends We thought it would last 4ever and never would end And we'd get mad at each other and try to pretend Like we was callin it quits, wasnt speakin again We went our seperate ways fo a couple of days You know the seperate phase fo' hell of some days But uh i regret ever doin her friend But it was the need of the moment and u know us men We just think wit out actin my man was back trackin but still i say what i mean and mean what i say cuz im real so play ya position and show us some love cuz that was all a part of f**kin wit thugs {chorus 2x} If you was down you would steel fo' a nigga, stay by my side even kill fo' a nigga, if you f**k wit a nigga fo'real then it aint nothing to keepin it trill |
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from Yo Gotti - Back 2 Da Basics (2006)
{Verse 1}
She was light, bright, damn near white Wit dem, chinese eyes, and big girl thighs And it was, so many rumors, and so many lies About my, so many girls, and so many wives That it, broke up my home, she left me alone And i was tryin to explain to her on the phone But im like what was the use of tellin the truth Plus i was, trained at a youth to do what i do So i just tell her some lies to make her feel good Like, one day im movin you out the hood It went from kisses and hugs to pushes and shoves but dat was all a part of F**kin wit thugs {chorus 2x} If you was down you would steel fo' a nigga, stay by my side even kill fo' a nigga, if you f**k wit a nigga fo'real then it aint nothing to keepin it trill {Verse 2} She just, wanted to smile and wanted a child But i was ruining her dreams by livin too wild She said i need to calm down and act like a man And my response was like what the f**k is u sayin Cuz i was, so caught up into movin it white, and i was gone 24/7 a night And i didnt give a f**k if i was wrong or was right Cuz i was a d-boi livin a d-boi's life And she was a school girl slash d-boi's wife And it was in wit the wrong and out wit the right Cuz she was trafficin' and manufacturin drugs But that was all apart of f**kin wit thugs {chorus 2x} If you was down you would steel fo' a nigga, stay by my side even kill fo' a nigga, if you f**k wit a nigga fo'real then it aint nothing to keepin it trill {Verse 3} We was tighter then fam, cooler than friends We thought it would last 4ever and never would end And we'd get mad at each other and try to pretend Like we was callin it quits, wasnt speakin again We went our seperate ways fo a couple of days You know the seperate phase fo' hell of some days But uh i regret ever doin her friend But it was the need of the moment and u know us men We just think wit out actin my man was back trackin but still i say what i mean and mean what i say cuz im real so play ya position and show us some love cuz that was all a part of f**kin wit thugs {chorus 2x} If you was down you would steel fo' a nigga, stay by my side even kill fo' a nigga, if you f**k wit a nigga fo'real then it aint nothing to keepin it trill |
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from Too $hort - Pimpin' (2006)
[Too $hort]
Beotch! Somebody say beotch! Say beotch! A lemme hear you say beotch! Say beotch! Say bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch.. Your daddy said come back baby, find your life It was wrong before but this time it's right It's been way too long, you've been gone from home You wasn't ready when you left to be grown on your own Now deep down inside you're his little girl Gotta swallow his pride cause you're his little girl Wouldn't be so bad, if you only stripped But you don't do dancin just lonely tricks Now you're hooked - ain't no love You in this game, it's just like drugs Your family wrote you off cause you fucked that up You way out of town and you stuck Now you're on your own, you've been disowned Since you left your hometown all your friends are gone It's girls like you that truly make us You're lost in the world so I moved you to Vegas Before you met me you wasn't nuttin I fucked wit'cha and I turned you into somethin Now fuck J-Lo, be your own woman Now take your ass back to work the track jumpin Say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever Say, say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever [Too $hort] Say beotch! You better get that cash Old-ass man wanna hit that ass Older than your daddy, more like your granny Let his old wrinkled ass get in them panties I show you how to get it, I'm just a dog You had a good thang and you fucked it off I'm like the big bad wolf, you better scream Run for your life cause I want that cream Your father told you, to stay away from me And now you gotta call me daddy? Now let me ask you, you think you've got it together? You're too fine to be broke, you gotta get whatever Now I don't give a fuck in any weather When I see you, you better have a G or better Look into my eyes, and say you understand me Cause now I'm your family (say beotch) Before you met me you wasn't nuttin I fucked wit'cha and I turned you into somethin Now fuck J-Lo, be your own woman Now take your ass back to work the track jumpin Say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever Say, say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever [Too $hort] Your father wants to know, when you comin But you never liked home so you keep on runnin Now I got you, you're mine for life Bitch get your mind right, don't let the limelight steal your soul, and make you old Make the happy lil' girl turn bitter and cold Now your brain is frozen, your body is numb You're stuck in the hoe-zone, you gotta get home You can go to Oz and won't learn shit Click your heels three times and go turn a trick Beotch! You better get that cash If you don't got it when I see you I'ma whip that ass And all of you squares, that hear my flows Most of y'all bitches wouldn't make good hoes Never talk down on a pimp and his whore Unless you know the whole story, broke bitch! (say beotch) Before you met me you wasn't nuttin I fucked wit'cha and I turned you into somethin Now fuck J-Lo, be your own woman Now take your ass back to work the track jumpin Say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever Say, say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever [Too $hort] Say beotch! Yeah that's right, hoe up if you wanna blow up Say say say say hoe And all you cute broke-ass bitches stop hatin on these real hoes Say, say beotch You up there suckin and fuckin all night for free Say say say say hoe When you coulda got in and out there wit'cha money real fast baby Say beotch! Yeah, you need management You need a nigga like me To tell you exactly what you need to be doin out there Get your full potential out your pussy baby Yeah [fades out] |
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from Trina - Glamorest Life (2005)
Triiiiiinaaahhhhh
Ladies and gentlemen ladies and gentlemen Uh this is a Jazze Phizzle produc shizzle Oh boy Okay alright Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Okay alright now Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Ohh You can ride if you want to Get it girl you can ride if you want to yeah Ohh You can ride if you want to Get it girl you can ride if you want to yeah Now can I ride you like a soldier and do you like your woman's 'sposed ya Cause it's my party tonight I'm tryin to cum befo' it's ovah I'm on fire feel it burnin in my bones Right in 20 deep and Cali playin my song It's my birthday it's my birthday Why did I come in this club with no panties on in the first place But in the worst case scenario I'm in the middle of the danceflo' holla if you hear me though Party's on nigga bring bread Look what you drivin baby to you got some mean head Call me supreme red but when I fade it call me Xrated Hump in my back lift my rump and then I perculate it Okay alright Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Okay alright now Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Ay listen game recognizes game in the club Ladies point him out if you see a lame in the club Gimme 50 Crist's and a hundred Moe's Forget a table bring it to me on the danceflo' I'm in this motherfucker drinkin bout to lose my mind Me and Oprah made a sandwich out of Ginuwine Yo everybody in they birthday suits We gon' ball till we fall and you can ride if you want to Ain't tryin to hear 'bout what you don't do So put your pimp cups and shake this booty to the ground Keep me moanin makin funny sounds Dirty dancin in the club it's my birthday so what Okay alright Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Okay alright now Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Ohh You can ride if you want to Get it girl you can ride if you want to yeah Ohh You can ride if you want to Get it girl you can ride if you want to yeah Okay alright Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Put a hump in your back and lift your rump Okay alright now |
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from Nelly - Suit (2004)
[Nelly + (Jazze Pha)]
(Whoa) OHH! C'mon (Ladies and gentlemen) Ohh (Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen!) We wanna welcome e'rybody for comin out tonight (Phizzle Phizzle) (Most definitely) To another S-T-L/A-T-L connection Whoo! We don't normally do this But uhh.. we gon' keep the party goin (All around the world) [Chorus: Jazze Pha] Girls, girls, fly girls (yeah yeah yeahhhh) Pretty toes all around the world. I'm lookin for the country girls (go shorty, do your thing now) City girls (go shorty, do your thing now) Sexy girls (go shorty, do your thing now) Pretty girls, ohh yeah [Nelly] I need that one that'll make ya heart stop when you see her She can get a pick of the 'Llac or the Modena I'll give it all from two to fo'-seaters It ain't gotta be Halloween, I'm +trickin+ just to +treat+ her Jealousy in the urr - other girls wanna be her She young right now, she's an up-and-comin diva She ain't gotta measure up, but she gotta be off the meter But if I can dance with Cindy, I can dance with Shaquita Cause I know I can, I shall, I will I feels I can, I felt I plays with a whole lotta mil's You ain't talkin 'bout nothin if you ain't talkin 'bout dollar bills (hey!) Shorty glow shine, so fine, you gotta keep her (hey!) Pretty toed, half Black, half senorita (hey!) Coochie so good, make it hard for you to leave her I'm a playa so even if I'm losin I never cheat her, uhh [Chorus w/ Nelly ad libs] [T.I.] Hey, hey T.I.P. be off the meter when he sharp as a needle In a new two-seater, pissin on niggaz ego I don't wanna rap no mo', I'm CEO No mo' menage-a-trois, the full trio Three ho, get in they mind like Miss Cleo You know, nigga try a hold like Judo (oh!) I know a lot of nigga hot about me ('bout me) I know you niggaz ain't forgot about me I'm a shotter{?} with the O's and the dro And the blow and the, Jag-o and get the clothes out the sto' Anyway - I got a bottle of Mo' and X-O And I'm lookin for a modelin ho, so let's go Get it right - six nights, six flights, six shows (six shows) Six checks, each one, six oh's (six oh's) Six broads to choose, they six pros Light-skinned Asian bitches with pink toes (okay) [Chorus w/ Nelly ad libs] [Jazze Pha + (Nelly)] There's so many fly girls I've seen around the worrrrld (All around the worrrrld) I gotta get me a girl (You gotta get you a what?) Hey, hey - I gotta get me a girl (You gotta get you a who?) C'mon c'mon - Nikki, Tasha, Kiki, and Laverne and Shirrrrl (Yeah, yeah I know that mayne) Hey, hey I gotta get me a girl (You gotta get you a what?) I gotta get me a girl, hey [Nelly] Uhh, uhh Now I done been around the world TWICE, back again Whoever thought I'd be twenty times plat-inum Whoever thought I'd have jewels but I lack a gem I done dealt with plenty dimes, but I lack the ten A New York chick, I met her through the fashion biz And we be doin them type of thangs - you can't imagine shit She be bitin and screamin cause she's so passionate Shorty got blue eyes but she African [echoes] Talkin 'bout. [Chorus w/ Nelly ad libs] [Nelly] Yeah! We wanna thank all the ladies for comin out tonight Every one that.. you know, open-toed, inch-heel stilleto Maybe you might have a open-toed sandle Or maybe you just runnin to the grocery sto' in your house shoes with your feet out, girl you lookin good OH! [Jazze Pha + (Nelly)] There's so many fly girls I've seen (Go shorty, whoo!) Around the worrrrld, all around the worrrrld (Go shorty) I gotta get me a girl (Definitely, ladies please) Hey, hey - I gotta get me a girl (Keep your feet well-taken curr of) C'mon c'mon - Nikki, Tasha, Kiki (It's a must) And Laverne and Shirrrrl - hey, hey I gotta get me a girl - I gotta get me a girl I gotta get me a girl - hey, hey |
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from Cassidy - Split Personality (2004)
[Intro - Jazze Pha]
To my super fly girls, all around the world Shake ya ass in the club, make it twist and twirl Your so beautiful [Swizz Beatz] One two, one two, one two, one two, one two Full Surface, hey, awoo! One two, one two, one two, one two, one two Cassidy.. One two, one two, one two, one two, one two Jazze Phizzy Wezzay One two, one two, one two, one two, one two Swizz - The Monster [Chorus - Jazze Pha] + {Swizz in background} To my super fly girls, all around the world Shake ya ass in the club, make it twist and twirl Your so beautiful, girl ya so beautiful And ya shinin, shinin like lipstick To them thugs in the club, if ya know ya fly Some cash in the air, wave 'em side to side Your so beautiful, (Woman: Boy you know you doin it) And ya shinin, (Woman: Shining like chrome rims) [Verse 1 - Cassidy] + {Swizz in background} I'm shinin, doin it big I spend more time in the club, then I do in my crib The kid is a ladies man But I get called "Shady", cause I'ma lot of ladies man And I can't be commited to none, I hit it and run But my hand glittered, and I get her to cum I floss on a chick, with the frost on the wrist And my diamonds shinin, like the gloss on her lips Ms. Frankie B., thanks to me When we get to the bar, all drinks is free I own the party, cause I chrome the Ferrari Maranello, and this Canary yellow [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Cassidy] + {Swizz in background} To all my chicks that's strippin, makin the cash That's beautiful, keep on shakin ya ass Even though you gettin naked, and you takin it off You be rakin in the cake, when they be breakin you off Now where all my girls in school You will lose in the world, if ya girl a fool You need brain in ya life, some change in ya life Some Cognac, and some Champagne in ya life Or you might need a workin label You go girl, twist and twirl, twerk it baby Ladies! we all gon' shine tonight Get blind, and have a good time tonight [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Cassidy] It's Full Surface, better notice the name You can't help, but to notice the chain (ching-ching) And my fist it bling I just gave a chick a cold sore, when she kissed the ring Sing - "I got girls all around the world And thought I got a hit, I get around ya girl" Don't take it personal though Cause I look good, and I'ma good person to know So, pop ya bottles, pop ya E's And I got the dutches, got the trees The kid, get his gig on, bumpin and grindin Then I hit the hotel, wit a slut and a condom [Chorus] |
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from Cee-Lo - Cee-Lo Green...Is The Soul Machine (2004)
(feat. Jazze Pha & T.I.)
(Intro) Hey! Hey! Yea (oh shit) yea yea yea (I see you girl) (Shorty, you know what you doing) Yea yea yea We gon' start this shit off right We got Suga D-Nice in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right We got Slick Jazzy Pha in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right We got T.I.P. (Bankhead nigga!) in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right And slick be at home is in the house tonight (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one (Verse One: Cee-Lo) See when we ride through, we let them see it from the side view Slow and even so you know no one denied you The parking lot look like these niggaz like to ride too They didn't win but I must admit they tried to Look like we talked up, when we walked up And when we walked in, money talk then The bar was bought then, we couldn't be caught then I see you looking lil' girl, let's go get lost then Every so often out on and off them (I wanna go shit and you know this) Well is there anyone else that you could go with Cool run it back OK, see if she'll play wit Pha (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Raw, Raw, Raw, Raw-hide! (Verse Two: T.I.) 'Bout ten mo minuets and I'm ready to ride I got ten mo bitches Imma fit up inside This suburban or Excursion or whatever I ride I bet it's chrome on the wire, vogue on the tire T.I.P. refer to me as your majesty or sire Higher then the rest, Italian drop dead fresh So much say what I feel with southern finesse So debonair if he dare bet he got best dressed Full length mink, gator belt gator vest including shoes A ten thousand dollar outfit bitch Yes, dude he dress to impress A bitch enough to make her want to give me her dress Blessed with the gift of gab to get gals Hot enough to hit they pals so get down You looking good enough to come give me a kiss now Get a room at the Swiss big as a beach house (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one (Verse Three: Cee-Lo) You're lookin nice. Hell, let's toast to the broken ice We've seen each other once and already we've spoken twice So stay or at the most a moment longer to hear me say I really did miss you the last time that you went away I'm serious, I must have you, I won't waste your time And have you wishin' that somehow you could replace the time I don't do any magic tricks to try and make the mind I just convinced that the reality is that you have to race the time She said "You a playa ain't you, could have what you want can't you" I replied that I'm also an artist baby I could paint you In the frame and I don't try hard to not be the same So she knew she was gon' come before she came (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Raw, Raw, Raw, Raw-hide!(Girl did you know that ahh...) (Cee-Lo) It's our privilege, to have had this conversation It's our privilege, and to have had this relation It's our privilege, I been searching all evening For somebody who can and finally sent me the one It's our privilege, to have made you laugh It's our privilege, and to have crossed your path It's our privilege, your the star yes you are Can have your autograph cuz you lookin like the one It's our privilege, to have seen your face It's our privilege, and I bet you taste so good, let's get one thing understood I'll be good yes I would, especially for the one It's our privilege, let have a head-on collision It's our privilege, girl you made the right decision It's our privilege, (laughing) |
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from Cee Lo Green - The One [single] (2004)
(feat. Jazze Pha & T.I.)
(Intro) Hey! Hey! Yea (oh shit) yea yea yea (I see you girl) (Shorty, you know what you doing) Yea yea yea We gon' start this shit off right We got Suga D-Nice in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right We got Slick Jazzy Pha in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right We got T.I.P. (Bankhead nigga!) in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right And slick be at home is in the house tonight (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one (Verse One: Cee-Lo) See when we ride through, we let them see it from the side view Slow and even so you know no one denied you The parking lot look like these niggaz like to ride too They didn't win but I must admit they tried to Look like we talked up, when we walked up And when we walked in, money talk then The bar was bought then, we couldn't be caught then I see you looking lil' girl, let's go get lost then Every so often out on and off them (I wanna go shit and you know this) Well is there anyone else that you could go with Cool run it back OK, see if she'll play wit Pha (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Raw, Raw, Raw, Raw-hide! (Verse Two: T.I.) 'Bout ten mo minuets and I'm ready to ride I got ten mo bitches Imma fit up inside This suburban or Excursion or whatever I ride I bet it's chrome on the wire, vogue on the tire T.I.P. refer to me as your majesty or sire Higher then the rest, Italian drop dead fresh So much say what I feel with southern finesse So debonair if he dare bet he got best dressed Full length mink, gator belt gator vest including shoes A ten thousand dollar outfit bitch Yes, dude he dress to impress A bitch enough to make her want to give me her dress Blessed with the gift of gab to get gals Hot enough to hit they pals so get down You looking good enough to come give me a kiss now Get a room at the Swiss big as a beach house (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one (Verse Three: Cee-Lo) You're lookin nice. Hell, let's toast to the broken ice We've seen each other once and already we've spoken twice So stay or at the most a moment longer to hear me say I really did miss you the last time that you went away I'm serious, I must have you, I won't waste your time And have you wishin' that somehow you could replace the time I don't do any magic tricks to try and make the mind I just convinced that the reality is that you have to race the time She said "You a playa ain't you, could have what you want can't you" I replied that I'm also an artist baby I could paint you In the frame and I don't try hard to not be the same So she knew she was gon' come before she came (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Raw, Raw, Raw, Raw-hide!(Girl did you know that ahh...) (Cee-Lo) It's our privilege, to have had this conversation It's our privilege, and to have had this relation It's our privilege, I been searching all evening For somebody who can and finally sent me the one It's our privilege, to have made you laugh It's our privilege, and to have crossed your path It's our privilege, your the star yes you are Can have your autograph cuz you lookin like the one It's our privilege, to have seen your face It's our privilege, and I bet you taste so good, let's get one thing understood I'll be good yes I would, especially for the one It's our privilege, let have a head-on collision It's our privilege, girl you made the right decision It's our privilege, (laughing) |
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from Cee Lo Green - The One [single] (2004)
(feat. Jazze Pha & T.I.)
(Intro) Hey! Hey! Yea (oh shit) yea yea yea (I see you girl) (Shorty, you know what you doing) Yea yea yea We gon' start this shit off right We got Suga D-Nice in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right We got Slick Jazzy Pha in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right We got T.I.P. (Bankhead nigga!) in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right And slick be at home is in the house tonight (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one (Verse One: Cee-Lo) See when we ride through, we let them see it from the side view Slow and even so you know no one denied you The parking lot look like these niggaz like to ride too They didn't win but I must admit they tried to Look like we talked up, when we walked up And when we walked in, money talk then The bar was bought then, we couldn't be caught then I see you looking lil' girl, let's go get lost then Every so often out on and off them (I wanna go shit and you know this) Well is there anyone else that you could go with Cool run it back OK, see if she'll play wit Pha (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Raw, Raw, Raw, Raw-hide! (Verse Two: T.I.) 'Bout ten mo minuets and I'm ready to ride I got ten mo bitches Imma fit up inside This suburban or Excursion or whatever I ride I bet it's chrome on the wire, vogue on the tire T.I.P. refer to me as your majesty or sire Higher then the rest, Italian drop dead fresh So much say what I feel with southern finesse So debonair if he dare bet he got best dressed Full length mink, gator belt gator vest including shoes A ten thousand dollar outfit bitch Yes, dude he dress to impress A bitch enough to make her want to give me her dress Blessed with the gift of gab to get gals Hot enough to hit they pals so get down You looking good enough to come give me a kiss now Get a room at the Swiss big as a beach house (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one (Verse Three: Cee-Lo) You're lookin nice. Hell, let's toast to the broken ice We've seen each other once and already we've spoken twice So stay or at the most a moment longer to hear me say I really did miss you the last time that you went away I'm serious, I must have you, I won't waste your time And have you wishin' that somehow you could replace the time I don't do any magic tricks to try and make the mind I just convinced that the reality is that you have to race the time She said "You a playa ain't you, could have what you want can't you" I replied that I'm also an artist baby I could paint you In the frame and I don't try hard to not be the same So she knew she was gon' come before she came (Hook) You the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl You the one girl, you the one girl Put your finger in the air if you the one girl Raw, Raw, Raw, Raw-hide!(Girl did you know that ahh...) (Cee-Lo) It's our privilege, to have had this conversation It's our privilege, and to have had this relation It's our privilege, I been searching all evening For somebody who can and finally sent me the one It's our privilege, to have made you laugh It's our privilege, and to have crossed your path It's our privilege, your the star yes you are Can have your autograph cuz you lookin like the one It's our privilege, to have seen your face It's our privilege, and I bet you taste so good, let's get one thing understood I'll be good yes I would, especially for the one It's our privilege, let have a head-on collision It's our privilege, girl you made the right decision It's our privilege, (laughing) |
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from Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights (2004)
Hell yeah Say me Can i walk by with out you grabing me Shorty tell me what you want with me Tell me what you really want from me hey Wanna holla at me you can meet me in the V I P Cause i know thats where you wanna be right here next to me So i guess you wanna ball with me can i take you to the bronx I dont call no more ya know the one she wish she never ever saw before Run aroundacting like you ant that flaw no more Must'ov thought we hit the club and wont ball no more Listen i wont be callin ya'll ya'll be calling me Cause im a space aged pimp like 8 ballin G jazze fezze lezze Off n hit the hezze girlfriend wanna cut me playa Plz believe me she wanna puff ur dank wanna kill your drink She wanna playa with premium fuel in the tank She got a diamond fettish like carrots in the lettace She wanna run through the team just like the wrong battest i tried dividing weed She caught me by the sleeve And taught me a pimp a few things you would not believe She wanna sit from the celist and play the poptnum pettest She taught me like a sellist to R Kellys badest Can i walk by with out you grabing me Shorty tell me what you want with me Tell me what you really want from me hey Wanna holla at me you can meet me in the V I P Cause i know thats where you wanna be right here next to me So i guess you wanna ball with me Wanna do It's all up to you We can play in back you can spin me too Cause you so fly so fly Daddy don't you want me Jazze don't you want me You make me that we want to Have me up all night So just come through What you wanna do Super fly spend the night Jazze don't you want me Jazze don't you want me You got something soft Don't get excited she been invited to a quiet stall But now it's outta hand Cause your boy friend hates me like Janet Jackson what has it been lately And then she says she want me to hit with no protection Sorry baby make the dingaling outta question Got your body on fire feeling for a session Dont shake it on platinum fubo collection licking your lips like I'm a delicatessin Your thongs are silky you need a pair of freash ones Visionalize video cause you could be the next one And day dreaming around feeling like you are the next one Can i walk by with out you grabing me Shorty tell me what you want with me Tell me what you really want from me hey Wanna holla at me you can meet me in the V I P Cause i know thats where you wanna be right here next to me So i guess you wanna ball with me Wanna do It's all up to you We can play in back you can spin me too Cause you so fly so fly Daddy don't you want me Jazze don't you want me You make me that we want to Have me up all night So just come through What you wanna do Super fly spend the night Jazze don't you want me Jazze don't you want me Can i walk by with out you grabing me Shorty tell me what you want with me Tell me what you really want from me hey Wanna holla at me you can meet me in the V I P Cause i know thats where you wanna be right here next to me So i guess you wanna ball with me |
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from Murphy Lee - Murphy’S Law (2003)
[Murphy Lee] This is Murphy Lizzle On a Jazze production shizzle My nizzle, AHAAYY! [Hook - Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)] (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Kissin' and huggin', huggin' and kissin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the one that ya missin' come on.. (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Huggin' and kissin', kissin' and huggin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the one ya lovin' come on.. [Verse 1 - Murphy Lee] I'm sorta like my brotha but very different from others Like a special police man, I'm always under cover I'll love you if you love me, I kiss only if un-kissable Keep em if they keep able, diss em if they dismissible (Luv me baby) Skool Boy, fence a tool, make it outside the visit room Teachin you, makin you listen to me like a principal Sendin' you, flowers and candy to your family And I think it's cute how you used to live wit yo granny, maan (Luv me baby) Work in the mornings, school in the evening, weekday to weekend Teachin reasons I'm the one you believe in Demolish ya def, acknowledge yourself Now you rock a small belt from my nutriential belt (Luv me baby) I'm the god mami, teach you what you need to be taught And these feelings that I brought, ma they all in ya thoughts You can't love nobody 'til you love you So when you do love somebody you'll know what to do come on.. [Hook - Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)] (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Kissin' and huggin', huggin' and kissin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the cat that ya missin' come on.. (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Huggin' and kissin', kissin' and huggin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the cat ya lovin' come on.. [Verse 2 - Murphy Lee] See I'm the man like groom and husband Grandfather or daddy, brother, uncle man nephew or cousin I'm the 1 like Tracy McGrady, play wit me or play me Make me a man or make me your baby (Luv me baby) Spoil me mama, back rub oil me mama When I'm left over aluminum, foil me mama I'ma be therre when you wake up hungry You can call me your homie I'ma be therre when you straight up lonely (Luv me baby) And I ain't tryin' to get mushy ya dig? And all pushy ya dig? I just like the fact ya tushy is big Can I touch it, touch it? maybe caress it and rub it? Take advantage of it, show me your private booty in public (Luv me baby) You actin fresh this way like "But guess" But really you princess cut, invisible set The credible sex, way way ahead of the rest Best personality, face, booty and chest [Hook - Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)] (I'ma make ya luv me baby) And I can make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Kissin' and huggin', huggin' and kissin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the cat that ya missin' come on.. (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me girl, hug me girl Place no one above me girl (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Huggin' and kissin', kissin' and huggin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the cat ya lovin' come on.. [Bridge - Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown] L-O-V-E Me Ooh the da the da daaa From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday And sometimes Sunday L-O-V-E Me Ooh the da the da daaa From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday And sometimes Sunday Hey-ey [Verse 3 - Murphy Lee] I need an erryday girl, an all day provider Don't matter if I'm behind her, as long as I'm inside her She be wit it and I don't wanna be commited As long as I don't forget it, the night after I hit it She cool mayn, neva disrespectin' me As long as I can help her wit a few Bill Belamys And she ain't even tellin' me I'm the only dertty she dig And if she do I'ma tell em how we better off bein friends [Hook - Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)] (I'ma make ya luv me baby) And I'ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Kissin' and huggin', huggin' and kissin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the derrty ya missin' come on.. (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me girl, hug me girl Place no one above me girl (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Huggin' and kissin', kissin' and huggin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the derrty ya lovin' come on.. [Bridge - Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown] L-O-V-E Me Ooh the da the da daaa From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday And sometimes Sunday L-O-V-E Me Ooh the da the da daaa From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday And sometimes Sunday Hey-ey... Hey-ey... Hey-ey |
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from 2Pac - Better Dayz (2002)
(2Pac Talking)
Shit, I'm a changed man Hey turn the lights up Still ballin', 2Pac up in this bitch You know how we swing this shit Look: (Verse 1: 2pac) By age 16 I sold to dope fiends Not a drug dealer but I watched them closely Until they noticed me I got the feds wondering who broke the law Fuck too inhibited for gun smoke I broke his jaw Words harder than a fucking diamond Mobile phone call to Simon, niggas trippin' homie, when we riding? Fuck 'em slowly like Jodeci I'd stick a needle in my eye If I don't live and die for M.O.B And fuck your homeboys nigga we can drop the guns I hit your block and we can box for fun Nigga one on one Last to fall is a baller cat It's Death Row why the fuck u think we call it that? So if u knew me in my past life Don't act like we homeboys Ain't no love in the fast life I switch gears on them jealous bitches Who do you fear? The game plan of a changed man So what I'm saying is .. (Chorus) I changed gears but I'm still the same old ridah (Fucking with a changed man) I slang a new dope to the world but the people still buy it up (Nigga you fucking with a changed man) All my real thug niggas go and get your hands up now, your gonna flip your hands up (Fucking with a changed man) Changed man, you dealing with a changed man (Hey, eh, eh, hey, eh) (Verse 2) In drop top Glock cocked Got rocks in ma socks Cops spot Watt niggas But hard to stop niggas Not if the gat niggas Doughboys and hot niggas Who might have shot niggas But only by strolling Out for respect Now days they expect me to be in a Ferrari or the old Lexus But anything you see flashin past and can't tell That's me Gauge on the Escalade back seat Don't creep But what u think T.I. be in them suites? But don't sleep Get u hit from your head to feet Hey u don't know me I'm fittin' to introduce you to the old me You walk in, explode it and leave reload You don't like a record nigga - buck you, blow But you will respect me Or get it in your neck piece chief No grief nigga still gonna let me be Or get your insides exposed to the streets, nigga (Chorus) I changed plans but I'm still the same old ridah (Your fucking with a changed man) Slanging new dope to the world but the people still buy it up (Nigga you fucking with a changed man) All my real thug niggas go and get your hands up now, your gonna flip your hands up (Fucking with a changed man) Changed man, you dealing with a changed man (Verse 3: 2Pac) A niggas so cold when I flow Bow down to death row Three wheel motion Coming through coasting Who's that nigga in the g-ride Screaming out m.o.b Nigga we ride I hit the charts like a stick up kid Number one in the nation I fucked the world The judge gave me probation Faced with incarceration Move tapes like it's big weights Slanging to the whole nation Give me mine or I'm blastin'; On every song Murder my enemies I'm mashing until I'm gone One love to my thug niggas And fuck a bitch cause a truce is to love niggas Throw your hands in the air close your eyes and hope You ever come against a mass of smoke On Death Row My adversaries bleed But fuck em all 'till the talk cease Fucking with a changed man (Chorus) I changed plans but I'm still the same old ridah (You fucking with a changed man) Slanging new dope to the world but the people still buy it up (Nigga you fucking with a changed man) All my real thug niggas go and get your hands up now, your gonna flip your hands up (Fucking with a changed man) Changed man, you dealing with a changed man (2Pac Talking) (over chorus) haha, everybody think they understand a nigga shit u niggas don't know me ya'll know that nigga on the rap songs ya'll know that nigga in the movies you don't know this nigga in 3d the real live right up against u in front of your face....(shit) westside outlaw immortals (hahaha) nigga you fucking with a changed man (hahaha) you fucking with a changed man (hahaha) I ain't the same, you fucking with a changed man we ain't the same, you fucking with a changed man we ain't the same, fucking with a changed man changed man ... |
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from 2Pac - Better Dayz (2002)
(You want me to do what ?) What is it ?
Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery, (I do you, you do me...haha) Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery. (Everything's legal baby, everything's legal) (Verse One: 2Pac) Picture of perfection, the object of a nigga affection Partners in passionate sex, a place to put my erection Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions Pushing permanent twisting I'm on a mission got me on the mash Tried to dig, you was screaming when I did Steady yelling out spots for me to hit, and aww shit Soon as I seen her saw us playing hide the Weiner Wanna Freak Like Me, fuck Adina Up and down is the object, side to side Make you holler out my name when a thug nigga ride, can I come inside Say you don't feel it that's a lie, you just scared to get this Penitentiary dick, the trot caught your eye when I walked by, I said, Hi But you was so shy, I can't lie, damn near stuttered when you walked by You want me to lick it and even worse Got your heart set on me going first, and that ain't no 'Fair Xchange' (Chorus) Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery, (motherfucker, mutherfucker) (hahaha yeah nigga) Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery, (mothafucker, motherfucker) (Verse Two: 2Pac) Open your legs got me watching like it's a million You tremble from the feelin look up, cause I got mirrors on the ceiling And if you willing, then we can ride until the sun shine And just for fun, I bet you I can make you cum sixty-one times Close your eyes, let me heat it up Cause when we fuck I refuse to bust a nut until I beat it up Drop the top, time to fuck while the wind blow Baby throw yo' legs out the window Remember on the balcony, bend over baby bounce on me And let me hit it where it counts and flee Remember me? 'I Get Around', and I'm haunted by my temptations Sexual participation, my motivation Even though I like the way you work it You don't deserve it cause you walk around acting like you perfect Took a while but I finally got it, and like a boss player Bitch you ain't doing me no favours, 'Fair Xchange' (Chorus) Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery (Verse Three: 2Pac) Now yo' attitude ain't realistic Yeah it's true I'm getting pussy, but baby you getting dick! And since you being laced with the penetration It's only right to show a form of appreciation Instead of faking like you can't hear the bed shaking In bed naked you so twisted think yoour legs breaking You said take it so I'm blind in my passion, how long will I last? Doggy style steady pumping on that ass, until I blast And then I laugh as we lay back See I wait 'til you asleep and that's the payback Cause you acting like you did something, giving me a piece I had you muffling your screams in the sheets, fucking with me A true digger that love triggers, a thug nigga Hustling bitches like drug dealers Before I say goodbye, put an end to all the games Here's my number for another 'Fair Xchange' Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery Fair exchange, Fair exchange ain't no robbery |
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from 2Pac - Better Dayz (2002)
[Verse One: 2Pac]
Dear baby you the picture of perfection Straight from your million dollar smile to my attraction to your complexion No hesitation needed; you got me inhalin the aroma of your perfume, and feelin heated I move closer to drop the lines of my introduction Hold out my hand, and grab yo' hand, now we touchin My lyrics are poetry So baby get a ticket to go with me Thugged out so you notice me It's a positive attraction; see pictures of us layin butt-naked on the beach kickin back relaxin And only you can calm, the savage beast Look in my eyes are you surprised, that it's me? I wanna make you mine I'm kissin on you tryin to make it different every time (that's right) I'm so lonely in my bedroom, lookin at the walls Withcha number in my hand, wonderin should I even call her tonight [Chorus: Jazze Pha] Anytime you like, baby you can call me Need a thug up in yo' life, never find nobody like me Cause I know what you want, and girl you know I got you You got what I need, and shorty it's all on you Baby call on me [Verse Two: 2Pac] Been gettin nuttin but bad news, ever since the day you left me I sit and wonder is there a way, you could forget me Remember my phone calls, my late visits Us havin breakfast in bed, then we straight kick it Me and you in satin sheets, 'til after two Come take a walk on the wild side, enjoy the view Whenever we collide; it's bound to be a pleasurable time Makin love 'til the early light Sweetheart don't fight the feelin Come get a shot of this plain dealin and concentrate on the ceiling It's my intention to brush up Beware of the fireworks, cause everytime we touch.. .. it's bound to be, so relax, clown with me As if you're down with me, get around and see The brother with tattoos and no fears Runnin my fingers through your hair if you call me [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac] Pardon me, but let's be specific Baby cause if you down with me, nigga we can kick it And let's take trips and ride airplanes A hundred thousand dollar car on dem gold thangs, so can you hang? Cause we can be real tight (right) I got a big suite at the Hyatt, if it feel right My only wish is to be witcha You got me steady strivin to getcha Fantasizin of friendly pictures The pressure's gettin major I wonder will you answer my call, if I page ya Got me goin wild with anticipation Face to face with us locked up in strange places, what will it take Cause the heartache be heatbreak, is my prediction when you falsify and start fake, in my position I'm a careful man, but a player when I ball Got my eyes on you baby, can I call? [Chorus] - repeat 2X |
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| from Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz - Put Yo Hood Up (2001) | |||||
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