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| from Future - Same Damn Time (ft. Diddy & Ludacris) [digital single, remix] (2012) | |||||
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| from Justin Bieber - Believe (2012) | |||||
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| from Waka Flocka Flame 2집 - Triple F Life: Friends, Fans & Family [Deluxe Version] (2012) | |||||
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from Justin Bieber - All Around The World [single] (2012)
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh Hey beautiful you’re beautiful You should know it You’re beautiful you’re beautiful You should know it I think it’s time i think it’s time to show you You’re beautiful beautiful Oh o oh Baby we can do it where you at where you at Why you walking so shy Hold me babe hold me babe You’re the only one and i like that Like that so dj bring it bring it bring it back Like that It’s all around the world People want to be loved yeah all around the world They’re no different then us All around the world People want to be loved oh oh oh All around the world They’re no different then us oh oh oh All around the world All around the world Hey crazy girl crazy girl you should know it You’re crazy girl crazy girl think you control it Light it up light it up Like it’s supposed it You crazy girl ye yeah Baby we can do it where you at where you at Why you walking so shy Hold me babe hold me babe lyricsalls blogspot com You’re the only one and i like that Like that so dj bring it bring it bring it back like that All around the world People want to be loved yeah all around the world They’re no different then us no All around the world People want to be loved oh oh oh all around the world They’re no different then us oh oh oh All around the world Once again Dynamic duos are back Jb luda I love everything about you You’re imperfectly perfect Everyone’s itching for beauty But they’re just scratching the surface Lost time is never found Could the dj please reverse it In life you pay for change Let’s make it second worth it Anything could work if worth it You deserve it don’t give in Cause they may win some battles But love wins in the end You Like the sun The stars reflecting light Around you All around the world People want to be loved yeah all around the world They’re no different then us no All around the world People want to be loved all around the world They’re no different then us All around the world People want to be loved All around the world They’re no different then us All around the world |
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| from Big K.R.I.T. - Live From The Underground (2012) | |||||
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| from Ludacris - Jingalin [single] (2012) | |||||
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| from Think Like A Man (씽크 라이크 어 맨) [ost] (2012) | |||||
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from John Legend - Tonight (Best You Ever Had) (Feat. Ludacris) [single] (2012)
Ain't this what you came for
Don't you wish you came, oh Girl what you're playing for Come on, let me kiss that Ooh, I know you miss that What's wrong, let me fix that Twist that Baby, tonight's the night I let you know Baby, tonight's the night we lose control Baby, tonight you need that, tonight believe that Tonight i'll be the best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but i'll be The best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but i'll be The best you ever had I hit you with the best flow, Freestlying in the restroom Til you blowing cigarette smoke And now the bad's gone So what we gon' do now F-ck it, round two now Work it out, then we cool down Cool down Baby, tonight's the night I let you know Baby, tonight's the night we lose control Baby, tonight you need that, tonight believe that Tonight i'll be the best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but i'll be The best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but i'll be The best you ever had [Ludacris Rap Verse] Baby, tonight's the night I let you know Baby, tonight's the night we lose control Baby, tonight you need that, tonight believe that Tonight i'll be the best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but i'll be The best you ever had I don't wanna brag, but i'll be The best you ever had |
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| from Plies - Just [A Bit] (Feat. Jeremih & Ludacris) [single] (2011) | |||||
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| from Plies - Just (The Tip) [Feat. Jeremih & Ludacris] [single] (2011) | |||||
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from David Guetta - Nothing But The Beat [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
클럽음악종결
카리스마영구 Take Over Control (Radio Edit) (Feat. Eva Simons) Afrojack Lionheart (Original Mix) Afrojack Surrender (Original Mix) (Feat. MC Ambush) Sidney Sam.. 곡 94 | 담기 19 | 추천 6 |
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| from David Guetta - Nothing But The Beat [Deluxe Edition] (2011) | |||||
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from David Guetta - Little Bad Girl (feat. Taio Cruz & Ludacris) [single, remix] (2011)
And now they tell me I’m a bad boy
All the time they look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 3 Tell me I’m a bad boy, All the time you look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Looking hot ass from the left to the right Moving in dance every time all night I wanna see you move to the left all night You can do it there if you want it alright Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 3 And now they tell me I’m a bad boy All the time they look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Shaking her ass from the left to the right Moving in dance every time all night I wanna see you move to the left all night We can do it there if you want it alright Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 4 |
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from David Guetta - Little Bad Girl (feat. Taio Cruz & Ludacris) [single, remix] (2011)
And now they tell me I’m a bad boy
All the time they look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 3 Tell me I’m a bad boy, All the time you look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Looking hot ass from the left to the right Moving in dance every time all night I wanna see you move to the left all night You can do it there if you want it alright Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 3 And now they tell me I’m a bad boy All the time they look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Shaking her ass from the left to the right Moving in dance every time all night I wanna see you move to the left all night We can do it there if you want it alright Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 4 |
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from David Guetta - Little Bad Girl (feat. Taio Cruz & Ludacris) [single, remix] (2011)
And now they tell me I’m a bad boy
All the time they look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 3 Tell me I’m a bad boy, All the time you look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Looking hot ass from the left to the right Moving in dance every time all night I wanna see you move to the left all night You can do it there if you want it alright Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 3 And now they tell me I’m a bad boy All the time they look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Shaking her ass from the left to the right Moving in dance every time all night I wanna see you move to the left all night We can do it there if you want it alright Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 4 |
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from David Guetta - Little Bad Girl (feat. Taio Cruz & Ludacris) [single, remix] (2011)
And now they tell me I’m a bad boy
All the time they look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 3 Tell me I’m a bad boy, All the time you look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Looking hot ass from the left to the right Moving in dance every time all night I wanna see you move to the left all night You can do it there if you want it alright Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 3 And now they tell me I’m a bad boy All the time they look at me and mad boy I just like put my hands up in the air I want a bad girl dancing over there Shaking her ass from the left to the right Moving in dance every time all night I wanna see you move to the left all night We can do it there if you want it alright Looking, look up on the dance floor She’s amazing, on the dance floor When she moves God I want more Keep it going girl cause you’re the best star I gotta stay Go little bad girl, little bad girl X 4 |
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| from DJ Khaled - We The Best Forever [Explicit Version] (2011) | |||||
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from DJ Khaled - We The Best Forever [Explicit Version] (2011)
[T-Pain]
Welcome to my hood (Where the hood at) (Where the hood at) Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if I got it everybody got it Welcome to my hood Look at all these old school Chevy's 24?s so you know we roll heavy Welcome to my hood They outside playing hopscotch And every know this is the hot spot Welcome to my hood Them boys will put you down on your knees (Woop, woop) That's the sound of the police In my hood [Rick Ross] Audemar on my wrist Diamond, look like they glowing 50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin' Treat 'em like jack boys, catch 'em slippin' then slay 'em Lord forgive me for my sins, that's my confessions if they put me in this benz I got possession of a federal offence I'm talking pressure in my criminal intent So wear ya vest's and I'm still gon' stunt Like it aint no tomorrow, f-ck ya house note n-gga Blow that bitch on a bottle The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back Tell you "we the best forever" DJ Khaled handle that [T-Pain - Chorus] [Plies] I know some n-ggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga I'm talkin' Norieaga, n-gga, the real Norieaga If you aint from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us And tell congress when you see 'em I'm stealin' cable And leave the D-Boys alone 'cause they motivate us And why is the half of my whole hood on papers Some are on house arrest, some are on child support Some of 'em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court Mr Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo I'm talking strip clubs, I'm talking liquor stores We throw our money round here, but y'all can... [T-Pain - Chorus] [Lil Wayne] Bitch I'm on probation, so my nerves bad And they say time fly's, well mine's first class I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets I talk a lot of sh-t and practice what I preach Back from hell, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass Pockets on Monique Bitch I'm from the murder capital Hoe, I'm far from practical Shit happens and since I'm the shit, I'm who it happens to Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I'm red hot I don't see nobody, see nobody like a head shot All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out Got it sewn up, check the thread count [T-Pain - Chorus] |
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| from David Guetta - Little Bad Girl (Feat. Taio Cruz & Ludacris) [single] (2011) | |||||
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from Pitbull - Planet Pit [Deluxe Version] (2011)
My girl got a big booty Your girl got little booty [Repeat] Oye shawty what's happening Let's get this thing rocking You just bend it over I get behind and you bring... Jump in the line Shake your body on mine [Repeat] Shake shake it senior Shake your body right Work work it senior Ride into my ride Miami is the house Without a doubt [?] I am from a city Where women are all real Body is all great 26 24 28 ... body parts fake I am gonna hit her so hard she's gonna call 411 [Repeat all] 1 little 2 little 3 little 4 Five little six little oo [Repeat] Shake shake it senior Shake your body right Work work it senior Ride into my ride Give it to me girl hey mama I like that mama [Repeat] Shake shake it senior Shake your body right Work work it senior Ride into my ride |
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from Taio Cruz - Rokstarr [Special Edition] (2011)
LUDA! Now I may not be the worst or the best But you gotta respect my honesty And I may break your heart But I don't really think theres anybody as bomb as me So you can take this chance in the end Everybodys gonna be wondering how you deal You might say this is Ludacris But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel Now listen to me baby Before I love and leave you They call me heart breaker I don't wanna decieve you If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I might tear you apart Told you from the start, baby from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] There's not point trying to hide it No point trying to evade it I know I got a problem By doing this behaving If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I might tear you apart Told you from the start, baby from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] Thats all I'm gonna do woman Listen now I'm only gonna break your heart And shader and splater it all into little bitty pieces Weather or not you get it all together Then its finders keeps and losers weepers See I'm not trying to lead you on No I'm only trying to keep it real You might say this is Ludacris But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel [Bridge] And I know karma's gonna get me back for being so cold Like a big bad wolf I'm born to be bad and bad to the bone If you fall for me I'm only gonna tear you apart Told ya from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] Woah woah woah [x4] |
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| from Fast and Furious 5 - Rio Heist (분노의 질주 5 : 언리미티드) [ost] (2011) | |||||
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from Ciara - Basic Instinct (Japan Standard) (2011)
[Ciara:]
Uh-huh [Intro:] Catch me in the mall You know I buy it out. G5 planes, yeah I fly it out. N-gga in the back look like lex In them 28's and Oh you can't get her if Ain't got plenty cake. ATL Georgia, bodies Look like this size 23 waist, pretty face Thick thighs. [Ciara:] I can do it big I can do it long I can do whenever or however You want I can do it up and down I can do circles To him I'm a gymnast This one is my circus [Chorus:] I mark it so good They can't wait til you try Me I work it so good Man, these n-ggas Tryna buy I I I I me They love they way I ride it [x3] They love the way I ride the beat How I ride the beat, I ride it They love they way I ride it [x3] They love the way I ride the beat Like a motherf-cking freak And I won't stop, don't stop Get it! Get it! I'm a pitch down the middle Baby hit it! hit it! I do it tonight Handle my business, like a big girl should 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock 2 o'clock, 4... 5 o'clock, 6 o'clock Baby give me more. Pick me up, pick me up. You are my Ducati, I'm all up your frame Baby say my name. Show you how get ummm, Show you how to do it Left hip, right hip But your back into it ohhhh [Chorus] [Ludacris:] She ride her like a rollercoaster Soon as I get her to the top she screams. I put her out like a lite, She'll be out for the night When her head hit the pollows sweet dreams Wake her up about 30mins later, Calling me the terminator, let's go again Red zone, I'm a get her first down Call me luda true Breeze I throw it in. Touch down, he scores, Ludacris the MVP With a rack like that and a back like that Cici better CC me. Cause them legs just keep on going So I gotta put her to bed. Let the 808 bump, and the go bunk Cause she ride it like a... He love they way I ride it [x3] He love the way I ride the beat Like a motherfu**g freak Ohh baby baby baby Do me like you up when I'm up When I'm done, when I'm done Ohh baby baby baby You can stand to look away when I'm swirling this around. Oh baby bay you like it Once it get up and down. Oh baby he love it when I twirl this thing around He love they way I ride it [x3] He love the way I ride the beat Like a motherf-ckng freak |
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from Chris Brown - F.A.M.E. [Deluxe Version] (2011)
If I have a moment I capture that moment You would be right here next to me If I had the secret, The secret to your love I would pledge the treasure beneath my heart Lock it all up, Throw away the key I would never give it all Cause I was just a fool, A fool for you When I loved you so childishly And I want it all back I want it all, I want it all, I want it all back I want it all back, I want it all, I want it all Girl I want it all You never miss a good thing till is gone, I want it all, now I want it all. If there is a green life And it starts to turn yellow Pedal to the floor, Doesn’t know your heart is turning grey, If I have the minutes, I would turn 'em into hours And make love to your money not your body instead I was just a fool, a fool for you That didn’t know what had I until I lost you Every single moment That you’re not here You said today to me that everything seems so good And I want it all back I want it all, I want it all, I want it all back I want it all back, I want it all, I want it all Girl I want it all You never miss the good things till is gone, I want it all, now I want it all. Now everything isn’t everything If everything, everything isn’t with you And I want it all back I want it all, I want it all, I want it all back I want it all back, I want it all, I want it all Girl I want it all You never miss the good things till is gone, I want it all, now I want it all. Now I want it all back Now I want it all back Now I want it all back |
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from Travis Barker - Give The Drummer Some [Deluxe Explicit Version] (2011)
I'm sitting in the .. smoking while i'm driving
You would get ... i'm smoking on this ..try to get it .. don't get it, repeat, you?ll never gonna get it, She say she gonna keep on close on I'm not a drumma but this time is gonna be ..on I told her, let me .. then i .. then i .. Chorus: Tell me that you're here, you're knockin, knockin', knock knockin I'm .. you feel, you?re droppin', droppin', drop droppin' ... Tell me that you're here, you're knockin, knockin', knock knockin I'm swaging like ..i become the rapper you'd better keep the ... 'cause i'm the best so they got me ..so clock..and watch this miracle .. 'cause they got ... ..like lindsay lohan, this is a .. in cadillac .. They try to turn me down and just .. like no man ...black man radio ..especially when busta rhymes scenario .. ..carry on ... Chorus: Tell me that you're here, you're knockin, knockin', knock knockin I'm .. you feel, you're droppin?, droppin', drop droppin' ... Tell me that you're here, you're knockin, knockin', knock knockin. ... to the bridge, the light ... from the label ..do with it ...gotta keep it real which i can't fake it And my style is so unique...gotta one piece to my mouth .. before i had the chance to speak... [2 xchorus:] |
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| from Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz - Crunkest Hits (Clean) (2011) | |||||
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| from Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz - Crunkest Hits (Clean) (2011) | |||||
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from My Darkest Days - Porn Star Dancing [single] (2011)
Kiley won't kiss my friend Kassandra Jessica won't play ball Mandy won't share her friend Miranda Doesn't anybody live at all Amanda won't leave me empty handed Got her number from the bathroom stall Brandy just got way too much baggage And that shit just gets old But I got a girl who can put on a show The dollar desides how far you can go She wraps those hands around that pole She licks those lips and off we can go She takes it off nice and slow Because that's PORNSTAR DANCIN' She don't play nice, She makes me beg She drops that dress around her legs And I'm sittin right by the stage for this PORNSTAR DANCIN' Your bodies lighten up the room I want a naughty girl like you There's nothing harder to do (Chad Kroger) Stacy gunna save herself for marriage But that's just not my style She's got a pair that's nice to stare at But I want girls gone wild (Dark) But I know a Place where theres always a show The dollar desides how far you can go She wraps those hands around that pole She licks those lips and off we can go She takes it off nice and slow Because that's PORNSTAR DANCIN' She don't play nice, She makes me beg She drops that dress around her legs And I'm sittin right by the stage for this PORNSTAR DANCIN' Your bodies lighten up the room I want a naughty girl like you Lets through a party just for two You know those normal girls won't do She wraps those hands around that pole She licks those lips and off we can go She takes it off nice and slow Because that's PORNSTAR DANCIN' She don't play nice, She makes me beg She drops that dress around her legs And I'm sittin right by the stage for this PORNSTAR DANCIN' |
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| from 9th Wonder - Death Of A Pop Star (2010) | |||||
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| from Jamie Foxx - Best Night Of My Life [iTunes LP - Explicit] (2010) | |||||
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from Flo Rida 3집 - Only One Flo [Part 1] (2010)
Flo-Rida
Gucci! Bird! I done bought all this ciroc Now lil mama on my jock Staring at me up and down like when my roley's 6 o'clock Now you know you better stop You done heard about my squad I am G poe boy You either (uhh) or you not (Hold up shawty) Wait a minute shawty why you came Who you know and who the hell told you to come All up in the middle with the business unofficial When I can't stand a chick tryna score my fun Looking for a dude to rip you off some ? I don't need a chick tryna throw my 1's Let me look rich, I wanna have his son I sip perignon but do I look dumb Get a job shawty turn my knob And if it don't open up make sure you slob My boys [...?] behind the bar Sit back blow smoke from a Cuban cigar What's your mission Looks suspicious I don't get it No permission Back no interest What's the business Shawty listen I'm just tryna figure (figure) Why you up in here (x3) I'm just tryna figure (figure figure) Why you up in here (x2) All up in my grill Why you dancing on me Steady talking to me When you know that you're not gonna give it to me I'm just tryna figure (figure figure) Why you up in here (x2) All up in my grill Now I ain't got no time for silly games Got no time for silly notions But get smacked silly for playing with my emotions You figured you lead me on But b-tch you led me out the door Now let me lead you with a song It goe like D yous a hoe Drunk up all my conjour Aint even leave me with a glass So cough up my whole bottle Or ima take out your ass Cos you don't wanna see me angry You don't like me when i'm angry Live like Jackson 5 But get greezy like Jermaine Be dangerous like Michael So Tito pass the tissues Don't test me cos I keep a clipper number 2 pistols And you will be erased Outta sight and outta mind So get the f-ck on or my girls will wipe the floor with your behind I'm just tryna figure (figure) Why you up in here (x3) I'm just tryna figure (figure figure) Why you up in here (x2) All up in my grill Why you dancing on me Steady talking to me When you know that you're not gonna give it to me I'm just tryna figure (figure figure) Why you up in here (x2) All up in my grill I'm not even gonna bother listening to Gucci... I'm just tryna figure (figure) Why you up in here (x3) I'm just tryna figure (figure figure) Why you up in here (x2) All up in my grill Why you dancing on me Steady talking to me When you know that you're not gonna give it to me I'm just tryna figure (figure figure) Why you up in here (x2) All up in my grill |
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from Ciara - Ride (ROW 2 Track Digital Single) [single] (2010)
Ciara
Uh-huh Ciara Uh-huh Catch me in the mall, you know I buy it out G5 plane, yeah, I fly it out Lud's in the back look like Lex in them 28's And, oh you can't get her if you ain't got plenty cake ATL Georgia, booties look like this size 23 waist, pretty face, thick thigh I can do it big, I can do it long I can do whenever or however you want I can do it up and down, I can do circles To him I'm a gymnast, friskin' is my circus I market it so good, they can't wait to try me I work it so good, man, these niggas tryna buy me They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride the beat, how I ride the beat, I ride it They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride the beat like a motherfucking freak And I won't stop, don't stop, get it, get it I'ma pitch it down the middle, baby, hit it, hit it I do it to him right, sittin' good Handle my business like a big girl should 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 5 o'clock, 6 o'clock, baby give me more Pick me up, pick me up, you are my Ducati All up on your frame, baby, say my name Show you how to get 'em, show you how to do it Left hip, right hip, but your back into it I market it so good, they can't wait to try me I work it so good, man, these niggas tryna buy me He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat, how I ride the beat, I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it (I love the way you ride the beat, baby) He love the way I ride the beat like a motherfucking freak (I love it) Luda! She ride it like a roller coaster Soon as I get her to the top, she screams I put her out like a light, she'll be out for the night Soon as her head hit the pillows, sweet dreams Wake her up about 30 minutes later Calling me the Terminator, let's go again Red zone, I'ma get her first down Call me Luda true breeze, I throw it in Touchdown, he scores, Ludacris the MVP With a rack like that and a back like that, CiCi better CC me 'Cause them legs just keep on going, so I gotta put her to bed Let the 808 thump, and the beat go bump 'Cause she ride it like a thoroughbred He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat like a motherfucking freak Oh baby, baby, baby, do you like it up when I'm up? When I'm down, when I'm down Oh baby, baby, baby, he can't stand to look away When I'm whirling this around Oh baby, baby you like it, let's get up and down Oh baby, he love it when I twirl this thing around He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat, ride the beat, ride the beat He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat like a motherfucking freak Ciara Uh-huh Ciara Uh-huh Catch me in the mall, you know I buy it out G5 plane, yeah, I fly it out Lud's in the back look like Lex in them 28's And, oh you can't get her if you ain't got plenty cake ATL Georgia, booties look like this size 23 waist, pretty face, thick thighs |
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from Ciara - Ride (ROW 2 Track Digital Single) [single] (2010)
Ciara Uh huh Ciara Uh huh
Catch me in the mall You know I buy it out G5 planes yeah I fly it out Nigga in the back look like lex In them 28's and Oh you can't get her if Ain't got plenty cake ATL Gerogia bootys Look like this size 23 waist pretty face Thick thighs I can do it big I can do it long I can do whenever or however You want I can do it up and down I can do it circles To him I'm a gymnist This ring is my circus I ma get it so good They can't wait to try I I I I Me e e a a I work it so good Man these niggas Tryna buy I I I I me They love they way I ride it They love they way I ride it They love they way I ride it They love the way I ride the beat How I ride the beat I ride it They love they way I ride it They love they way I ride it They love the way I ride the beat Like a motherfucking freak And I won't stop don't stop Get it Get it Imma pitch down the middle Baby hit it hit it I do it to him like its mm mm good Handle my business like a big girl should 1 o'clock 2 o'clock 3 o'clock 4 5 o'clock 6 o'clock Baby give me more Pick me up pick me up You are my Ducati I'm all up your frame Baby say my name Show you how get ummm Show you how to do it Left hip right hip But your back into it ohhhh I market it so good They can't wait to try I I I I Me e e a a I work it so good Man these niggas Tryna buy I I I I me He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat Ride ride the beat How I ride it He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat Like a motherfucking freak She ride it like a rollercoaster Soon as I get her to the top she screams I put her out like a lite She'll be out for the night When her head hit the pollows sweet dreams Waker her up about 30mins later Calling me the terminator let's go again Red zone Imma get her first down Call me luda true Breeze I throw it in Touch down he scores Ludacris the MVP With a rack like that and a back like that Cici better CC me Cause them legs just keep on going So I gotta put her to bed Let the 808 thump and the go bump Cause she ride it like a thrower braid He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat Like a motherfucking freak Ohh baby baby baby Do me like you up when I'm up When I'm down when I'm down Ohh baby baby baby You can stand to look away when I'm wirling this around Oh baby baby you like it Once it get up and down Oh baby he love it when I twirl this thing around He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat ride ride the beat I ride it He love they way I ride it He love they way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat Like a motherfucking freak |
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from Taio Cruz 2집 - Rokstarr [Special Edition] (2010)
LUDA! Now I may not be the worst or the best But you gotta respect my honesty And I may break your heart But I don't really think theres anybody as bomb as me So you can take this chance in the end Everybodys gonna be wondering how you deal You might say this is Ludacris But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel Now listen to me baby Before I love and leave you They call me heart breaker I don't wanna decieve you If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I might tear you apart Told you from the start, baby from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] There's not point trying to hide it No point trying to evade it I know I got a problem By doing this behaving If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I might tear you apart Told you from the start, baby from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] Thats all I'm gonna do woman Listen now I'm only gonna break your heart And shader and splater it all into little bitty pieces Weather or not you get it all together Then its finders keeps and losers weepers See I'm not trying to lead you on No I'm only trying to keep it real You might say this is Ludacris But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel [Bridge] And I know karma's gonna get me back for being so cold Like a big bad wolf I'm born to be bad and bad to the bone If you fall for me I'm only gonna tear you apart Told ya from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] Woah woah woah [x4] |
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from Justin Bieber - My Worlds - The Collection (2010)
Featuring: Ludacris
You know you love me, I know you care Just shout whenever, and I'll be there You are my love, you are my heart And we will never, ever, ever be apart Are we an item? Girl, quit playin' "We're just friends," what are you sayin'? Said "there's another," and looked right in my eyes My first love broke my heart for the first time And I was like baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine Baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine For you, I would have done whatever And I just can't believe we're here together And I wanna play it cool, but I'm losin' you I'll buy you anything, I'll buy you any ring And I'm in pieces, baby fix me And just shake me 'til you wake me from this bad dream I'm goin' down, down, down, down And I just can't believe my first love won't be around And I'm like baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine Baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine When I was 13, I had my first love There was nobody that compared to my baby And nobody came between us who could ever come above She had me going crazy, oh I was starstruck She woke me up daily, don't need no Starbucks She made my heart pound I skip a beat when I see her in the street And at school on the playground But I really wanna see her on a weekend She know she got me dazin' 'cause she was so amazin' And now my heart is breakin' but I just keep on sayin' Baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine Baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine I'm all gone (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Now I'm all gone (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Now I'm all gone (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Now I'm all gone, gone, gone, gone I'm gone |
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from Enrique Iglesias - Tonight (I'm Lovin' You) [single] (2010)
I know you want me I made it obvious that I want you too So put it on me Let's remove the space between me and you Now rock your body (oooh) Damn I like the way that you move So give it to me (oooo oooh) Cause I already know what you wanna do Here's the situation Been to every nation Nobody's ever made me feel the way that you do You know my motivation Given my reputation Please excuse me I don't mean to be rude But tonight I'm loving you Oh you know That tonight I'm loving you Oh you know That tonight I'm loving you Oh you know That tonight I'm loving you Oh you know You're so damn pretty if I had a type then baby it'd be you I know you're ready if I never lied, then baby you'd be the truth Here's the situation Been to every nation Nobody's ever made me feel the way that you do You know my motivation Given my reputation Please excuse me I don't mean to be rude But tonight I'm loving you Oh you know That tonight I'm loving you Oh you know That tonight I'm loving you Oh you know That tonight I'm loving you Oh you know LUDA.. Tonight I'm gonna do Everything that I want with you Everything that you need Everything that you want I wanna honey I wanna stunt with you From the window To the wall Gonna give you, my all Winter and summertime When I get you on the springs Imma make you fall You got that body That make me wanna get on the boat Just to see you dance And I love the way you shake that ass Turn around and let me see them pants You stuck with me I'm stuck with you Lets find something to do (Please) excuse me I don't mean to be rude But tonight I'm loving you Oh you know That tonight I'm loving you Oh you know That tonight I'm loving you Oh you know That tonight I'm loving you Oh you know That tonight I'm loving you That tonight I'm loving you |
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from Jessica Mauboy - Get `Em Girls (2010)
Saturday, Saturday, S-S-S-Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, S-S-S-Saturday, Saturday I got my cup filled up, all the way to the brim, brim, brim, brim Black on black Cadillac with the custom trim, trim, trim, trim Smoke fillin' up my lungs and I'm blowing blubble, blubble, bubble, blubbles It's Saturday night, let's get in trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble So it's about to go down, me and my girls bout to run this town So where we're planning to go, don't matter cause we gon' take control Now we got the hair done, got the pink and whites, And we're off, gonna see what what the fellas are like Got the top dropped down on the DB9 Pushing 90 on the freeway so we gon' make good time Yeah we gon' ride, ride, ride, on a Saturday night All the girls they just hatin' because they know we that tight Bout to get it poppin, bout to take a spotlight So we ride, we ride, on this Saturday night We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher, We ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher, We ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride They goin' high heel shoes, me and my girls rocking Jimmy Choo's They think that benzel's fun, we roll out like we're the girl James Bond Now we got the hair done, got the pink and whites, And we're off, gonna see what what the fellas are like Got the top dropped town on the DB9 Pushing 90 on the freeway so we gon' make good time Yeah we gon' ride, ride, ride, on a Saturday night All the girls they just hatin' because they know we that tight Bout to get it poppin', bout to take a spotlight So we ride, we ride, on this Saturday night We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher, We ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher, We ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride You see we ride, we go, and we, rock, we roll And we pop lock and I drop the top, I hit a switch and the wind go low And my mission for tonight is just to get into some action Wake up tomorrow morning and not even know what happened Yeah we gon' ride, ride, ride, on a Saturday night All the girls they just hatin' because they know we that tight Bout to get it poppin, bout to take a spotlight So we ride, we ride, on this Saturday night We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher, we ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride We on, we on fire, we roll, we roll higher, We ride, we ride flyer than you, we ride, we ride |
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from Jeremih - All About You (2010)
[Jeremih]
Yeah, [Chorus:] I’d like to take the time to love your body Rub your body, kiss, and hug your body Girl say ooh ooh I Like, ooh ooh I Like So I’m gonna take the time to love your body Rub your body, kiss, and hug your body Girl say ooh ooh I Like, ooh ooh I Like [Jeremih - Verse 1:] Baby don’t you go now, you’ll gon’ get my lesson Somethin’ bout your body, girl just gives me direction. I’m gonna find this spot. I ain’t your honey but my bed rock. So don’t you let your hair down, let me take a picture. Tell me what’s your duty, and this is my description. Girl and I don’t stop, that’s right we go from six to nine o’ clock. I ain’t the kind to bet, yeah (you’re a superstar, girl you are) It’s all up in my head, oh you (Baby it’s you and me and some privacy cuz) [Chorus:] I’d like to take the time to love your body Rub your body, kiss, and hug your body Girl say ooh ooh I Like, ooh ooh I Like So I’m gonna take the time to love your body Rub your body, kiss, and hug your body Girl say ooh ooh I Like, ooh ooh I Like [Ludacris - Verse 2:] Haha Luda! Let me touch your body like you be fresh up out the tub and you rub that lotion. Make you get on all fours and put one leg up, like your body’s doin’ three-wheel motion In the ocean coastin’ overdosin’ toastin’ with the magic potion. Told them that they can’t hold or control ‘em No one, I’m the magic trojan Golden like the wrapper lookin’ dapper then I put her round the back then attack her. No time for the chitty chat, just give me ya kitty cat and you’ll get it back after, we set the mood right, givin’ you a little relaxation. I’ma get your groove right, take your body on a little vacation. We island hoppin, and clubs is rockin’, and haters jockin’. Trunk pop lock droppin’ and speakers knockin’ and bottles poppin’. I could talk all day let me stimulate your mind while I tell you what I like in you, but now I’ma just sit back and let Jeremih tell you what he’d like to do.. [Chorus:] I’d like to take the time to love your body Rub your body, kiss, and hug your body Girl say ooh ooh I Like, ooh ooh I Like So I’m gonna take the time to love your body Rub your body, kiss, and hug your body Girl say ooh ooh I Like, ooh ooh I Like [Hook] Girl say, bye bye bye bye Girl say, bye bye bye bye Girl say, bye bye bye bye Girl say.. |
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from My Darkest Days - My Darkest Days (2010)
Kiley won't kiss my friend KassandraJessica won't play ballMandy won't share her friend MirandaDoesn't anybody live at allAmanda won't leave me empty handedGot her number from the bathroom stallBrandy just got way too much baggageAnd that shit just gets oldBut I got a girl who can put on a showThe dollar desides how far you can goShe wraps those hands around that poleShe licks those lips and off we can goShe takes it off nice and slowBecause that's PORNSTAR DANCIN'She don't play nice, She makes me begShe drops that dress around her legsAnd I'm sittin right by the stage for thisPORNSTAR DANCIN'Your bodies lighten up the roomI want a naughty girl like youThere's nothing harder to do(Chad Kroger)Stacy gunna save herself for marriageBut that's just not my styleShe's got a pair that's nice to stare atBut I want girls gone wild(Dark)But I know a Place where theres always a showThe dollar desides how far you can goShe wraps those hands around that poleShe licks those lips and off we can goShe takes it off nice and slowBecause that's PORNSTAR DANCIN'She don't play nice, She makes me begShe drops that dress around her legsAnd I'm sittin right by the stage for thisPORNSTAR DANCIN'Your bodies lighten up the roomI want a naughty girl like youLets through a party just for twoYou know those normal girls won't doShe wraps those hands around that poleShe licks those lips and off we can goShe takes it off nice and slowBecause that's PORNSTAR DANCIN'She don't play nice, She makes me begShe drops that dress around her legsAnd I'm sittin right by the stage for thisPORNSTAR DANCIN'
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from Jersey Shore [ost] (2010)
LUDA! Now I may not be the worst or the best But you gotta respect my honesty And I may break your heart But I don't really think theres anybody as bomb as me So you can take this chance in the end Everybodys gonna be wondering how you deal You might say this is Ludacris But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel Now listen to me baby Before I love and leave you They call me heart breaker I don't wanna decieve you If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I might tear you apart Told you from the start, baby from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] There's not point trying to hide it No point trying to evade it I know I got a problem By doing this behaving If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I might tear you apart Told you from the start, baby from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] Thats all I'm gonna do woman Listen now I'm only gonna break your heart And shader and splater it all into little bitty pieces Weather or not you get it all together Then its finders keeps and losers weepers See I'm not trying to lead you on No I'm only trying to keep it real You might say this is Ludacris But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel [Bridge] And I know karma's gonna get me back for being so cold Like a big bad wolf I'm born to be bad and bad to the bone If you fall for me I'm only gonna tear you apart Told ya from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] Woah woah woah [x4] |
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from Ciara - Ride (Bei Maejor Remix) (Feat. André 3000, Ludacris & Bei Maejor) [single] (2010)
Ciara
Uh-huh Ciara Uh-huh Catch me in the mall, you know I buy it out G5 plane, yeah, I fly it out Lud's in the back look like Lex in them 28's And, oh you can't get her if you ain't got plenty cake ATL Georgia, booties look like this size 23 waist, pretty face, thick thigh I can do it big, I can do it long I can do whenever or however you want I can do it up and down, I can do circles To him I'm a gymnast, friskin' is my circus I market it so good, they can't wait to try me I work it so good, man, these niggas tryna buy me They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride the beat, how I ride the beat, I ride it They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride it They love the way I ride the beat like a motherfucking freak And I won't stop, don't stop, get it, get it I'ma pitch it down the middle, baby, hit it, hit it I do it to him right, sittin' good Handle my business like a big girl should 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 5 o'clock, 6 o'clock, baby give me more Pick me up, pick me up, you are my Ducati All up on your frame, baby, say my name Show you how to get 'em, show you how to do it Left hip, right hip, but your back into it I market it so good, they can't wait to try me I work it so good, man, these niggas tryna buy me He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat, how I ride the beat, I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it (I love the way you ride the beat, baby) He love the way I ride the beat like a motherfucking freak (I love it) Luda! She ride it like a roller coaster Soon as I get her to the top, she screams I put her out like a light, she'll be out for the night Soon as her head hit the pillows, sweet dreams Wake her up about 30 minutes later Calling me the Terminator, let's go again Red zone, I'ma get her first down Call me Luda true breeze, I throw it in Touchdown, he scores, Ludacris the MVP With a rack like that and a back like that, CiCi better CC me 'Cause them legs just keep on going, so I gotta put her to bed Let the 808 thump, and the beat go bump 'Cause she ride it like a thoroughbred He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat like a motherfucking freak Oh baby, baby, baby, do you like it up when I'm up? When I'm down, when I'm down Oh baby, baby, baby, he can't stand to look away When I'm whirling this around Oh baby, baby you like it, let's get up and down Oh baby, he love it when I twirl this thing around He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat, ride the beat, ride the beat He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride it He love the way I ride the beat like a motherfucking freak Ciara Uh-huh Ciara Uh-huh Catch me in the mall, you know I buy it out G5 plane, yeah, I fly it out Lud's in the back look like Lex in them 28's And, oh you can't get her if you ain't got plenty cake ATL Georgia, booties look like this size 23 waist, pretty face, thick thighs |
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from Taio Cruz - Rokstarr (2010)
LUDA! Now I may not be the worst or the best But you gotta respect my honesty And I may break your heart But I don't really think theres anybody as bomb as me So you can take this chance in the end Everybodys gonna be wondering how you deal You might say this is Ludacris But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel Now listen to me baby Before I love and leave you They call me heart breaker I don't wanna decieve you If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I might tear you apart Told you from the start, baby from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] There's not point trying to hide it No point trying to evade it I know I got a problem By doing this behaving If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I might tear you apart Told you from the start, baby from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] Thats all I'm gonna do woman Listen now I'm only gonna break your heart And shader and splater it all into little bitty pieces Weather or not you get it all together Then its finders keeps and losers weepers See I'm not trying to lead you on No I'm only trying to keep it real You might say this is Ludacris But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel [Bridge] And I know karma's gonna get me back for being so cold Like a big bad wolf I'm born to be bad and bad to the bone If you fall for me I'm only gonna tear you apart Told ya from the start. I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. [x4] Woah woah woah [x4] |
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from Justin Bieber - Baby [single] (2010)
(Ohh wooaahhh) x3
You know you love me I know you care Just shout whenever, And I'll be there You want my love You want my heart And we would never, ever, ever be apart Are we an item? Girl quit playin' We're just friends, What are you sayin? Said there's another as you look right in my eyes My first love, broke my heart for the first time And I was like Baby, baby, baby ooh Like Baby, baby, baby noo Like Baby, baby, baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine (mine) Baby, baby, baby ohh Like Baby, baby, baby noo Like Baby, baby, baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine (mine) Oh oh For you, I would have done whatever And I just can't believe we ain't together And I wanna play it cool But I'm losin' you I'll buy you anything I'll buy you any ring Cause I'm in pieces Baby fix me And just shake me till you wake me from this bad dream I'm goin down, down, down, down And I just can't believe my first love won't be around And I'm like Baby, baby, baby ohh Like Baby, baby, baby noo Like Baby, baby, baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine (mine) Baby, baby, baby ohh Like Baby, baby, baby noo Like Baby, baby, baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine (mine) (Luda) When I was 13, I had my first love There was nobody compared to my baby And nobody came between us, no one could ever come above She had me going crazy, oh I was star-struck, She woke me up daily, don't need no Starbucks She made my heart pound, I skip a beat when I see her in the street And at school on the playground but I really wanna see her on the weekend She knows she got me dazing cuz she was so amazing And now my heart is breaking but I just keep on saying Baby, baby, baby ohh Like Baby, baby, baby noo Like Baby, baby, baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine (mine) Baby, baby, baby ohhh Like Baby, baby, baby, noo Like Baby, baby, baby ohh I though you'd always be mine (mine) I'm gone Yeahh, yeah, yeah Yeahh, yeahhh Now I'm all gone Yeahh, yeah, yeah Yeahh, yeahhh Now I'm all gone Yeahh, yeah, yeah Yeahh, yeahhh Now I'm all gone, gone, gone, gone I'm gone |
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from Usher - Raymond v Raymond (2010)
You know every super hero gotta have theme music right ? Nigga, thats the one ! Usha, Usha. this how we doin' it. This brand new Usha. On the table, Yall nigga's catch up. Yeah man, Playin' it daddy. U.S. S. shot. We don't stop. Yeeeeeeeeah man. She don't know that she makin' me want her, (Yeah.) No more she tryna keep me from her. She don't know that she makin' me me love her, (yeah.) No more she tryna keep me from her. Girl that's so cold, she know what I know, but she keep her mouth closed. She's so sexual, and she knows. She don't know it's killin' me inside cause I want her body. Yeah. [x8] She don't know that she makin' me want her, (Yeah.) No more she tryna keep me from her. She don't know that she makin' me me love her, (yeah.) No more she tryna keep me from her. Girl that's so cold, she know what I know, but she keep her mouth closed. She's so sexual, and she knows. She don't know it's killin' me inside cause I want her body. Yeah. [x8] Girl, im gonna make this dilemma the best way that I know how, cause your killin' me with it, your just a problem that I can't put down. Cause everytime, cause your too far away. She can tell I got something missing it be all up in my face, yeah. Oh, ohohohohhhh. She don't know that she makin' me want her, (Yeah.) No more she tryna keep me from her. She don't know that she makin' me me love her, (yeah.) No more she tryna keep me from her. Girl that's so cold, she know what I know, but she keep her mouth closed. She's so sexual, and she knows. She don't know it's killin' me inside cause I want her body. Yeah. [x8] |
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from Monica - Still Standing (2010)
Mama always told me
Baby, you gotta walk by faith And not by sight Real talk, you gotta listen Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, yeah Oh, listen to me now, I'm gonna say it loud So you won't be confused 'bout what we talkin' 'bout I been through the storm, had dirt on my name I'm still holding on, champion of the game (They said) Whatever, don't kill, you make you stronger Well, I must be the world's strongest woman See I done, done a whole lotta growin' Everything you say, I'm already knowin' 'Cause I I been up against ropes Everything you're going through I been there before, seen them all come And I seen them all go You can bet your last that My head won't hit the floor, never And I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing I had a lover take his own in front of me I asked God, why is this happening to me? But I didn't fold, I held my own And now I'm deep in love with who I belong (This is my life) They say with age comes wisdom And the white flag, I can't give 'em Tryin' to tell you how it's s'posed to be See, this is more than just a song to me 'Cause I I been up against ropes Everything you're going through I been there before, seen them all come And I seen them all go You can bet your last that My head won't hit the floor, never And I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing I'm unbreakable, baby Luda, yeah, it's a family affair I may have done the things they say I did But I'm not who they say I am Try to throw my name in the dirt But I really don't give a damn I'm still standing like the statue of liberty And I put my name in the history books So you'll forever remember me Remember me as the toughest warrior Or the ultimate fighter 'Cause I'm the truth and nothing but It's like my hands on the bible And it's the survival of the fittest The realest, it's not a facade Still standing on my two feet 'Cause I'm a child of God Do something I been up against ropes Everything you're going through I been there before, seen them all come And I seen them all go You can bet your last that My head won't hit the floor, never And I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing I been up against ropes Everything you're going through I been there before, seen them all come And I seen them all go You can bet your last that My head won't hit the floor, never And I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing I'm still standing, standing, standing, standing I'm not gonna give up, never Come too far to look back, oh Oh, ohh, I been there before I've seen it, I've seen it, I've done it I've done it, I'm done, let me live my life now I let it go, I let God, I let it go, and I let God Don't hate me now I ain't who I used to be no more I'm still standing, I'm still standing I'm still standing, oh, I'm still standing I'm still standing, you can't take this joy away |
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from Justin Bieber - My Worlds (2010)
You know you love me
I know you care Just shout whenever And I'll be there You want my love You want my heart And we would never ever ever be apart Are we an item Girl quit playin' We're just friends What are you sayin' Said there's another as you look right in my eyes My first love broke my heart for the first time And I was like Baby baby baby ooh Like Baby baby baby noo Like Baby baby baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine Baby baby baby ohh Like Baby baby baby noo Like Baby baby baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine Oh oh For you I would have done whatever And I just can't believe we ain't together And I wanna play it cool But I'm losin' you I'll buy you anything I'll buy you any ring I'm in pieces Baby fix me And just shake me till you wake me from this bad dream I'm goin down down down down And I just can't believe my first love won't be around And I'm like Baby baby baby ohh Like Baby baby baby noo Like Baby baby baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine Baby baby baby ohh Like Baby baby baby noo Like Baby baby baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine When I was 13 I had my first love There was nobody compared to my baby And nobody came between us no one could ever come above She had me going crazy oh I was star struck She woke me up daily don't need no Starbucks She made my heart pound I skip a beat when I see her in the street And at school on the playground but I really wanna see her on the weekend She knows she got me dazing cuz she was so amazing And now my heart is breaking but I just keep on saying Baby baby baby ohh Like Baby baby baby noo Like Baby baby baby ohh I thought you'd always be mine Baby baby baby ohhh Like Baby baby baby noo Like Baby baby baby ohh I though you'd always be mine I'm gone Yeahh yeah yeah Yeahh yeahhh Now I'm all gone Yeahh yeah yeah Yeahh yeahhh Now I'm all gone Yeahh yeah yeah Yeahh yeahhh Now I'm all gone gone gone gone I'm gone |
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from Justin Bieber - My World 2.0 (2010)
Featuring: Ludacris
You know you love me, I know you care Just shout whenever, and I'll be there You are my love, you are my heart And we will never, ever, ever be apart Are we an item? Girl, quit playin' "We're just friends," what are you sayin'? Said "there's another," and looked right in my eyes My first love broke my heart for the first time And I was like baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine Baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine For you, I would have done whatever And I just can't believe we're here together And I wanna play it cool, but I'm losin' you I'll buy you anything, I'll buy you any ring And I'm in pieces, baby fix me And just shake me 'til you wake me from this bad dream I'm goin' down, down, down, down And I just can't believe my first love won't be around And I'm like baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine Baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine When I was 13, I had my first love There was nobody that compared to my baby And nobody came between us who could ever come above She had me going crazy, oh I was starstruck She woke me up daily, don't need no Starbucks She made my heart pound I skip a beat when I see her in the street And at school on the playground But I really wanna see her on a weekend She know she got me dazin' 'cause she was so amazin' And now my heart is breakin' but I just keep on sayin' Baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine Baby, baby, baby, oh Like baby, baby, baby, no Like baby, baby, baby, oh I thought you'd always be mine, mine I'm all gone (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Now I'm all gone (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Now I'm all gone (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Now I'm all gone, gone, gone, gone I'm gone |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Intro]
Awww yeah, welcome back to "Battle of the Sexes Radio" where it is 12:45 in the A.M. and Disturbing Tha Peace is our in-studio guest Our hotline is lit the fuck up with people with relationship issues Caller #1, you're on the air Yeah man, y'all tell me if I'm crazy cause this girl in here trippin Y'knowmsayin? I'm a real man, I take care of home I take care of my kids, I'll pay all my bills I mean I ain't gon' lie, I may check a lil' female from time to time on the side Y'knowmtalkinbout, but what man don't? So how can I break this down to her? Ludacris, how do you feel about this particular situation? [Ludacris] Yeah, get your money right ladies, learn to sign your own checks But don't call me after midnight, unless we havin sex Don't ever assume nothin, a man gon' be a man A groupie gon' be a groupie, a fan gon' be a fan These tricks gon' keep trickin so hustlers gon' keep hustlin Long as there's new coochie then dogs gon' keep fuckin So don't be all up in my phone replyin to women's pages I thought your momma told you you should NEVER talk to strangers! Don't ever ask no questions that you really don't want the answers to Stop poppin off at the mouth or like Nino Brown I'll have to cancel you Handle you, stop the ride, leave you on the avenue Half of you, always seem to want some nigga to pamper you And that'll do for him but not for me, I'll probably baffle you And if he wants to act a fool I'll show him what the gat'll do Run along, go find somebody to snitch or go chit-chatter to Then your name will follow with "Ay! Whatever happened to..?" (Exactly, that's just what she need to hear) [Interlude] You damn right playa, aight thank you for callin man Next caller Yeah I hear you but let's talk about the fake-ass brothers with the 24's but can't pay the note on they lease And my nigga with his iced-out chain but I can't get him to pay his damn child support That's why we makin mo' money, ownin our own property and ride just as nice So now, I guess if we want to, we can bail y'all too now, huh? Interesting, Shawnna you wanna speak on this one? [Shawnna] Uhh, yo, get your mind right niggaz get a bitch that can keep up wit'chu I'm tired of thinkin to myself why in the hell did I ever fuck wit'chu I'm stuck wit'chu, sick of yo' childish games and all the stuff you do I'll probably mention yo' name but true to the game I've had enough of you I've seen yo' type befo', throwin yo' funds all over the flo' He flashin his chains and flashin his dough, he drinkin the fifths and drinkin the Mo' But what you don't know this nigga broke, he can't even afford to smoke And back in the hood all the hustlers and G's know he's a joke That's why I cheat a nigga, just when he eat it I tell him beat it nigga Real bitches true to the game, that's how you G a nigga D.T.P. stay in the zone like we on PCP Chrome on the SS, Shawnna blow there recently Y'all niggaz ain't on my level, I do it so hood Pineapple and Belve', we feelin so good Lightning is so wood, I get my own stack That's why I leave him 200 and never call back (That's right Shawnna, pussy rule the world!) [Interlude] Yes it does, next caller what's up? Man what's up, this is Marcus I wanna know do y'all got somebody to talk to these triflin-ass women? Like me, I'm a good man, but all these good men get treated like shit! All friends callin at 3:30 in the mornin Marcus don't wanna talk about no numbers Marcus wanna talk about that ass, and I ain't havin it! Y'all got somebody to talk to these women? Cause they need to be TAUGHT! I-20 you better talk to 'em! [I-20] Yo, get your money right ladies, tell the man to get gone But you don't you show up to my crib with your period on This is lesson one baby, listen, how should I begin? Um, ain't no such thing as a plutonic friend You're lying to yourself if you don't think you want mo' So don't you call me insecure when he show up at your do' You all claim to have substance, self-respect and some class But half naked in the club and steady shakin yo' ass Screamin I ain't done enough to touch you under your skirt But who the hell are you to tell me what my money is worth? I run the streets, and you trippin I don't make you feel safe I stay at home and you complainin that I think we need space I'm not sayin that it's fair but it's the way that it is Ain't no nigga tryin to marry you with four or five kids It may sound a little harsh but it's straight from the heart A nigga didn't write the scripts so I'm just doin my part, yeah (Preach my brother, preach! I hope you women out there heard that!) [Outro] And you better believe they did, it's millions of people listening But that's our show for this evening ladies and gentlemen I gotta go get a piece of ass my damn self, alright? (c'mon baby) Check us same time, same place tomorrow "Battle of the Sexes Radio" signing off Good niiiiight |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Intro]
Awww yeah, welcome back to "Battle of the Sexes Radio" where it is 12:45 in the A.M. and Disturbing Tha Peace is our in-studio guest Our hotline is lit the fuck up with people with relationship issues Caller #1, you're on the air Yeah man, y'all tell me if I'm crazy cause this girl in here trippin Y'knowmsayin? I'm a real man, I take care of home I take care of my kids, I'll pay all my bills I mean I ain't gon' lie, I may check a lil' female from time to time on the side Y'knowmtalkinbout, but what man don't? So how can I break this down to her? Ludacris, how do you feel about this particular situation? [Ludacris] Yeah, get your money right ladies, learn to sign your own checks But don't call me after midnight, unless we havin sex Don't ever assume nothin, a man gon' be a man A groupie gon' be a groupie, a fan gon' be a fan These tricks gon' keep trickin so hustlers gon' keep hustlin Long as there's new coochie then dogs gon' keep fuckin So don't be all up in my phone replyin to women's pages I thought your momma told you you should NEVER talk to strangers! Don't ever ask no questions that you really don't want the answers to Stop poppin off at the mouth or like Nino Brown I'll have to cancel you Handle you, stop the ride, leave you on the avenue Half of you, always seem to want some nigga to pamper you And that'll do for him but not for me, I'll probably baffle you And if he wants to act a fool I'll show him what the gat'll do Run along, go find somebody to snitch or go chit-chatter to Then your name will follow with "Ay! Whatever happened to..?" (Exactly, that's just what she need to hear) [Interlude] You damn right playa, aight thank you for callin man Next caller Yeah I hear you but let's talk about the fake-ass brothers with the 24's but can't pay the note on they lease And my nigga with his iced-out chain but I can't get him to pay his damn child support That's why we makin mo' money, ownin our own property and ride just as nice So now, I guess if we want to, we can bail y'all too now, huh? Interesting, Shawnna you wanna speak on this one? [Shawnna] Uhh, yo, get your mind right niggaz get a bitch that can keep up wit'chu I'm tired of thinkin to myself why in the hell did I ever fuck wit'chu I'm stuck wit'chu, sick of yo' childish games and all the stuff you do I'll probably mention yo' name but true to the game I've had enough of you I've seen yo' type befo', throwin yo' funds all over the flo' He flashin his chains and flashin his dough, he drinkin the fifths and drinkin the Mo' But what you don't know this nigga broke, he can't even afford to smoke And back in the hood all the hustlers and G's know he's a joke That's why I cheat a nigga, just when he eat it I tell him beat it nigga Real bitches true to the game, that's how you G a nigga D.T.P. stay in the zone like we on PCP Chrome on the SS, Shawnna blow there recently Y'all niggaz ain't on my level, I do it so hood Pineapple and Belve', we feelin so good Lightning is so wood, I get my own stack That's why I leave him 200 and never call back (That's right Shawnna, pussy rule the world!) [Interlude] Yes it does, next caller what's up? Man what's up, this is Marcus I wanna know do y'all got somebody to talk to these triflin-ass women? Like me, I'm a good man, but all these good men get treated like shit! All friends callin at 3:30 in the mornin Marcus don't wanna talk about no numbers Marcus wanna talk about that ass, and I ain't havin it! Y'all got somebody to talk to these women? Cause they need to be TAUGHT! I-20 you better talk to 'em! [I-20] Yo, get your money right ladies, tell the man to get gone But you don't you show up to my crib with your period on This is lesson one baby, listen, how should I begin? Um, ain't no such thing as a plutonic friend You're lying to yourself if you don't think you want mo' So don't you call me insecure when he show up at your do' You all claim to have substance, self-respect and some class But half naked in the club and steady shakin yo' ass Screamin I ain't done enough to touch you under your skirt But who the hell are you to tell me what my money is worth? I run the streets, and you trippin I don't make you feel safe I stay at home and you complainin that I think we need space I'm not sayin that it's fair but it's the way that it is Ain't no nigga tryin to marry you with four or five kids It may sound a little harsh but it's straight from the heart A nigga didn't write the scripts so I'm just doin my part, yeah (Preach my brother, preach! I hope you women out there heard that!) [Outro] And you better believe they did, it's millions of people listening But that's our show for this evening ladies and gentlemen I gotta go get a piece of ass my damn self, alright? (c'mon baby) Check us same time, same place tomorrow "Battle of the Sexes Radio" signing off Good niiiiight |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Monica]
I can't live with ya, can't live without you I say I can't live with ya, can't live without you Ooh I can't live with ya, can't live without you I can't live with ya, can't live without you [Ludacris] One day I love you, the next I can't stand you Huh, it's too much for me to handle I made my mind up thinkin I'm on the right track So then I leave you, but then come right back And I don't like that, I swear I'm so confused Don't know what I want or what's the right thing to do But the right thing is you, you're my destiny Even at my worst you still bringin out the best in me But then you testin me, know how to push my buttons Fussin, fightin, yeah we always gettin into somethin So mad I make you cry, then we make love A never-endin cycle, make up to break up It's time to wake up, I need to smell the coffee Play with these other women, or get 'em all off me And you wonder why your man'll just doubt ya Can't live with ya, can't live without ya [Chorus: Monica] I can't live with ya, can't live without you I say I can't live with you, can't live without you Ooh I can't live with ya, can't live without you The one thing that I know, is I can't seem to let you (go) You got me to the point of walking out the (door) And then I find myself coming back for (more) I don't know what to do Cause I can't live with ya, and can't live without you [Ludacris] One day I love you, the next I can't stand you Huh, it's too much for me to handle One minute naggin me, always harrassin me Next minute squeezin me, huggin, kissin and grabbin me Just when I think it's cool, you back startin shit Findin the smallest things just to start an argument Goin through my phone, KNOW you shouldn'ta took it though I hope your stupid ass find what you're lookin fo' Stormin out the house mad, throwin breakin shit Callin your girls, exaggeratin and fakin shit Pack your clothes like you really 'bout to leave this time KNOW you messed up but actin like it's me this time It's a revolvin door, that keeps spinnin 'round Are we gon' be together, or are we finished now? And you wonder why your man'll just DOUBT ya Can't live with ya, can't live without ya [Chorus] [Monica] When the going get tough and the fightin be rough Now some folks may call it hood but I guess we call it love I be askin for your touch then I don't give you my trust First I hate you with a passion then I can't need you enough I be, wantin to spend my whole life wit'chu And I be, talkin 'bout how you and me are through And my mind says yes but my heart says no And my mind says walk but my feet won't go away yeahhhh See I be tellin you to go but deep inside I want you to stayyyyy Uh, and you know how to make me smile but at times you ruin my dayyyyy Ooh, we gotta get better Gotta get it together And you wonder why your girl just doubt ya Can't live with you, can't live without youuuuu [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Monica]
I can't live with ya, can't live without you I say I can't live with ya, can't live without you Ooh I can't live with ya, can't live without you I can't live with ya, can't live without you [Ludacris] One day I love you, the next I can't stand you Huh, it's too much for me to handle I made my mind up thinkin I'm on the right track So then I leave you, but then come right back And I don't like that, I swear I'm so confused Don't know what I want or what's the right thing to do But the right thing is you, you're my destiny Even at my worst you still bringin out the best in me But then you testin me, know how to push my buttons Fussin, fightin, yeah we always gettin into somethin So mad I make you cry, then we make love A never-endin cycle, make up to break up It's time to wake up, I need to smell the coffee Play with these other women, or get 'em all off me And you wonder why your man'll just doubt ya Can't live with ya, can't live without ya [Chorus: Monica] I can't live with ya, can't live without you I say I can't live with you, can't live without you Ooh I can't live with ya, can't live without you The one thing that I know, is I can't seem to let you (go) You got me to the point of walking out the (door) And then I find myself coming back for (more) I don't know what to do Cause I can't live with ya, and can't live without you [Ludacris] One day I love you, the next I can't stand you Huh, it's too much for me to handle One minute naggin me, always harrassin me Next minute squeezin me, huggin, kissin and grabbin me Just when I think it's cool, you back startin shit Findin the smallest things just to start an argument Goin through my phone, KNOW you shouldn'ta took it though I hope your stupid ass find what you're lookin fo' Stormin out the house mad, throwin breakin shit Callin your girls, exaggeratin and fakin shit Pack your clothes like you really 'bout to leave this time KNOW you messed up but actin like it's me this time It's a revolvin door, that keeps spinnin 'round Are we gon' be together, or are we finished now? And you wonder why your man'll just DOUBT ya Can't live with ya, can't live without ya [Chorus] [Monica] When the going get tough and the fightin be rough Now some folks may call it hood but I guess we call it love I be askin for your touch then I don't give you my trust First I hate you with a passion then I can't need you enough I be, wantin to spend my whole life wit'chu And I be, talkin 'bout how you and me are through And my mind says yes but my heart says no And my mind says walk but my feet won't go away yeahhhh See I be tellin you to go but deep inside I want you to stayyyyy Uh, and you know how to make me smile but at times you ruin my dayyyyy Ooh, we gotta get better Gotta get it together And you wonder why your girl just doubt ya Can't live with you, can't live without youuuuu [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
"Everybody Drunk"
(feat. Shawnna) [Chorus:] Everybody with me drunk as fuck Break it down and roll it up Everybody with me drunk as fuck Break it down and roll it up [x4] [Ludacris:] Ok, Ok, Ok now everybody with me drunk as fuck Break it down and roll it up Everybody got they killaz with 'em Rep yo side and throw it up Po' it up and it's goin' down Light another blunt and it's goin' round Puff puff pass you can toast yo glass Later we'll screw and slow it up If you make it fast, I can make it last And I'm a nigga that's makin' cash 8 figures in the bank and I pull yo rank What you thank with ya hatin' ass Hehehehehe, you think you fly, I know you not Hehehehehe, you tote yo knife, I tote my glock Big body cadillac, women in the backseat, Speakers steady pumpin' as I pass these losers Yo car too small, why? cause I can't fit my women in a PT Cruiser Get ya cake up, get ya weight up way up to the top 'til u can't go further These snitches is after my riches and yes I smell bloody murder When I cock back with a drop dat can't block dat lock dat fools betta stop dat Otherwise you can pop back But after dumpin a round you'll be wonderin' where the cops at Where the cops at? cause I'm drunk as fuck Tell'em I'm far from sober Cause if the po po happen to pull me over I'm a just tell'em... [Chorus x4] [Shawnna:] Swisha after swisha, I blow dat official This one fo' my niggas and everybody witcha Pop another bottle, I'm a rep chicago With dem 22s on dat black on black gallardo, in da front door Gotta bottle of goose you know I'm finna get loose Get it buck, buck holla wassup To all my niggas in back and all my bitches in front put ya cups up Put ya drank in, put ya smoke in Put ya pop in, get ya roll in Do the OC, got me open Big diamonds, you jokin' And I don't know what I'm gone do But I'm gone so I'm thinkin' 'bout rollin' up One to the head like a real thoroughbread Know what I'm sayin' let me hit it Roll it, roll it up And I smoke it up Don't give a damn if I choke it up I broke it up and I toke it up Eyes hella red and my throat lit up I don't give up and I don't give in You don't get high nigga don't get in But won't yo friend cause he want my friend And I been on fire since I don't know when, I don't know when Now errbody with me pourin' up Errbody with me hold it up Errbody with me know, if I say so, It's gone be throwin' up [Chorus x2] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
"Everybody Drunk"
(feat. Shawnna) [Chorus:] Everybody with me drunk as fuck Break it down and roll it up Everybody with me drunk as fuck Break it down and roll it up [x4] [Ludacris:] Ok, Ok, Ok now everybody with me drunk as fuck Break it down and roll it up Everybody got they killaz with 'em Rep yo side and throw it up Po' it up and it's goin' down Light another blunt and it's goin' round Puff puff pass you can toast yo glass Later we'll screw and slow it up If you make it fast, I can make it last And I'm a nigga that's makin' cash 8 figures in the bank and I pull yo rank What you thank with ya hatin' ass Hehehehehe, you think you fly, I know you not Hehehehehe, you tote yo knife, I tote my glock Big body cadillac, women in the backseat, Speakers steady pumpin' as I pass these losers Yo car too small, why? cause I can't fit my women in a PT Cruiser Get ya cake up, get ya weight up way up to the top 'til u can't go further These snitches is after my riches and yes I smell bloody murder When I cock back with a drop dat can't block dat lock dat fools betta stop dat Otherwise you can pop back But after dumpin a round you'll be wonderin' where the cops at Where the cops at? cause I'm drunk as fuck Tell'em I'm far from sober Cause if the po po happen to pull me over I'm a just tell'em... [Chorus x4] [Shawnna:] Swisha after swisha, I blow dat official This one fo' my niggas and everybody witcha Pop another bottle, I'm a rep chicago With dem 22s on dat black on black gallardo, in da front door Gotta bottle of goose you know I'm finna get loose Get it buck, buck holla wassup To all my niggas in back and all my bitches in front put ya cups up Put ya drank in, put ya smoke in Put ya pop in, get ya roll in Do the OC, got me open Big diamonds, you jokin' And I don't know what I'm gone do But I'm gone so I'm thinkin' 'bout rollin' up One to the head like a real thoroughbread Know what I'm sayin' let me hit it Roll it, roll it up And I smoke it up Don't give a damn if I choke it up I broke it up and I toke it up Eyes hella red and my throat lit up I don't give up and I don't give in You don't get high nigga don't get in But won't yo friend cause he want my friend And I been on fire since I don't know when, I don't know when Now errbody with me pourin' up Errbody with me hold it up Errbody with me know, if I say so, It's gone be throwin' up [Chorus x2] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
{*phone rings twice*}
[Ludacris] Hello? [Shawnna] Whassup? [Ludacris] What's up baby? [Shawnna] I need you right now [Ludacris] What you doin? [Chorus: Shawnna] + (Ludacris) I'm all alone in my room, layin on my bed sheets Come undress me, I'm feelin so sexy (You feelin so sexy?) I'm feelin so sexy Come undress me, I'm feelin so sexy My body's so tight and I'm needin you to stretch me Come undress me, I'm feelin so sexy (You feelin so sexy?) I'm feelin so sexy (ha ha) Come undress me, I'm feelin so sexy [Ludacris] + (Shawnna) Well I'm way over on the Southside cruisin in the 'llac But I'ma make it to yo' crib in 'bout fo' minutes flat Keep talkin how you're talkin baby, what you got on? (I got a blace lace bra, leather boots and a thong) Well I'll be there in a double Expect when I step through the door that it's 'bout to be some muh'fuckin trouble (Ooh, what you gon' do?) Sweat you out 'til you thirsty Pin your body to the ground and have you beggin for mercy [Shawnna] Ooh, baby wait a minute, you in my head If I'm woke or if I'm dreamin I see you in my bed 'Til you makin me MMM, and you makin me YEAH Now hurry up and make it to me cause you makin me wet [Ludacris] I'm drivin fast as I can baby hold it together Cause when I get you in my arms I'ma hold you forever Get you wet as Niagara Falls, a rebel with a cause I'll be breakin down the do' so tell me where you are [Chorus] [Ludacris] See, you got me eager as a beaver See this the type shit get you the keys to the Beamer or some cheese if you need it Cause you got that good-good; you love it how I beat it like you stole it when you throw it cause we keep it hood-hood And I wish you would-would be my slave for the night We could turn the bedroom into my cave for the night [Shawnna] I'll be yo' favorite delight And make me call you daddy while I'm takin the pipe You makin me bite after you push it too deep I need that type of lovin that'll put you to sleep I wish you could see [Ludacris] Well I could see it if you want me to, we could get the camera We could roleplay, you the artist I'll be your manager You could be the nurse I'm the doc (doc fill me in) Play "cops and robbers" or "cowboys and Indians" In the end, let's say you won't know what hit ya Now I'm pullin in the driveway and comin to getcha! [Chorus] {*door opens and closes*} [Shawnna] Hey baby [Ludacris] What's up? [Shawnna] Took you long enough [Ludacris] Yeah, I'ma make it worth the wait though, lay down [Shawnna] Yeah... {*moans*} [Ludacris] Mm-hmm, yeah |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
{*phone rings twice*}
[Ludacris] Hello? [Shawnna] Whassup? [Ludacris] What's up baby? [Shawnna] I need you right now [Ludacris] What you doin? [Chorus: Shawnna] + (Ludacris) I'm all alone in my room, layin on my bed sheets Come undress me, I'm feelin so sexy (You feelin so sexy?) I'm feelin so sexy Come undress me, I'm feelin so sexy My body's so tight and I'm needin you to stretch me Come undress me, I'm feelin so sexy (You feelin so sexy?) I'm feelin so sexy (ha ha) Come undress me, I'm feelin so sexy [Ludacris] + (Shawnna) Well I'm way over on the Southside cruisin in the 'llac But I'ma make it to yo' crib in 'bout fo' minutes flat Keep talkin how you're talkin baby, what you got on? (I got a blace lace bra, leather boots and a thong) Well I'll be there in a double Expect when I step through the door that it's 'bout to be some muh'fuckin trouble (Ooh, what you gon' do?) Sweat you out 'til you thirsty Pin your body to the ground and have you beggin for mercy [Shawnna] Ooh, baby wait a minute, you in my head If I'm woke or if I'm dreamin I see you in my bed 'Til you makin me MMM, and you makin me YEAH Now hurry up and make it to me cause you makin me wet [Ludacris] I'm drivin fast as I can baby hold it together Cause when I get you in my arms I'ma hold you forever Get you wet as Niagara Falls, a rebel with a cause I'll be breakin down the do' so tell me where you are [Chorus] [Ludacris] See, you got me eager as a beaver See this the type shit get you the keys to the Beamer or some cheese if you need it Cause you got that good-good; you love it how I beat it like you stole it when you throw it cause we keep it hood-hood And I wish you would-would be my slave for the night We could turn the bedroom into my cave for the night [Shawnna] I'll be yo' favorite delight And make me call you daddy while I'm takin the pipe You makin me bite after you push it too deep I need that type of lovin that'll put you to sleep I wish you could see [Ludacris] Well I could see it if you want me to, we could get the camera We could roleplay, you the artist I'll be your manager You could be the nurse I'm the doc (doc fill me in) Play "cops and robbers" or "cowboys and Indians" In the end, let's say you won't know what hit ya Now I'm pullin in the driveway and comin to getcha! [Chorus] {*door opens and closes*} [Shawnna] Hey baby [Ludacris] What's up? [Shawnna] Took you long enough [Ludacris] Yeah, I'ma make it worth the wait though, lay down [Shawnna] Yeah... {*moans*} [Ludacris] Mm-hmm, yeah |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
"Hey Ho"
(feat. Lil Kim and Lil Fate) [Ludacris - Chorus] If men sleep around we some players but for women they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho [repeat] [Ludacris - Verse 1] Now I be riding in my Bentley coupe stuntin with the top down four 24 inch rims so heavy they hold the block down 24 carrot necklace so heavy it hurt my neck 3 things you can’t take away from me, money, power and respect I got it and hold on to it you knew that I never let it go you prostitute it but money I never let it ho speakin of hoe’s oh yes we meet em and we G’ em dude and we may see em but we wouldn’t want to be em dude I put my fist up, I got the power girl I wash my nuts off, go take a shower girl it’s been an hour girl, it’s time to go and if my neighbour see you while you walking out my door (hey ho) they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho [Chorus] [Lil Kim] Can’t nobody do it like Kim only women that can do it like men VVS is be them gems (ho, now count that) my money coming in bringing them corners on them rims so play the check book tell me how do you bounce that I bounce into position like I am vinegar Kama Sutra but money make me come, go and ask Luda and women cheat better than men we don’t disturb them my motto is "what they don’t know won’t hurt them" we just do it like you do, see the roles done switched if I’m a ho you’s a ho, if I’m a bitch you’s a bitch know that I’ma stay rich so fella’s do what you do cause you don’t fuck us niggas we fuck you [Kim - Chorus] (hey ho) now we saying (hey ho) now we saying (hey ho) now we saying (hey ho) now we saying (hey ho) now we saying (hey ho) If men sleep around we some players but for women they be saying... [Kim - Chorus] If men sleep around we some players but for women they be saying... [Lil Fate] she likes the night lights, brights lights, big spending Lil Fate been big pimpin, pimpin so don’t be mad at my raps and try and look at me funny cause you know that most you ladies trading sex for money so if you coming out the pocket then you might get laid thats how the rent car no the cell phone get paid I bet the snakes all show once you cut that grass and I’m a pimp so it’s time that I exploit they ass you see it’s hoes after the party it’s hoes after the show it’s hoes up in the lobby, it’s hoes out on the stroll here’s some no dough, no dough no sleep ho on your feet, if you don’t work you don’t eat [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
"Hey Ho"
(feat. Lil Kim and Lil Fate) [Ludacris - Chorus] If men sleep around we some players but for women they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho [repeat] [Ludacris - Verse 1] Now I be riding in my Bentley coupe stuntin with the top down four 24 inch rims so heavy they hold the block down 24 carrot necklace so heavy it hurt my neck 3 things you can’t take away from me, money, power and respect I got it and hold on to it you knew that I never let it go you prostitute it but money I never let it ho speakin of hoe’s oh yes we meet em and we G’ em dude and we may see em but we wouldn’t want to be em dude I put my fist up, I got the power girl I wash my nuts off, go take a shower girl it’s been an hour girl, it’s time to go and if my neighbour see you while you walking out my door (hey ho) they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho they be saying hey ho [Chorus] [Lil Kim] Can’t nobody do it like Kim only women that can do it like men VVS is be them gems (ho, now count that) my money coming in bringing them corners on them rims so play the check book tell me how do you bounce that I bounce into position like I am vinegar Kama Sutra but money make me come, go and ask Luda and women cheat better than men we don’t disturb them my motto is "what they don’t know won’t hurt them" we just do it like you do, see the roles done switched if I’m a ho you’s a ho, if I’m a bitch you’s a bitch know that I’ma stay rich so fella’s do what you do cause you don’t fuck us niggas we fuck you [Kim - Chorus] (hey ho) now we saying (hey ho) now we saying (hey ho) now we saying (hey ho) now we saying (hey ho) now we saying (hey ho) If men sleep around we some players but for women they be saying... [Kim - Chorus] If men sleep around we some players but for women they be saying... [Lil Fate] she likes the night lights, brights lights, big spending Lil Fate been big pimpin, pimpin so don’t be mad at my raps and try and look at me funny cause you know that most you ladies trading sex for money so if you coming out the pocket then you might get laid thats how the rent car no the cell phone get paid I bet the snakes all show once you cut that grass and I’m a pimp so it’s time that I exploit they ass you see it’s hoes after the party it’s hoes after the show it’s hoes up in the lobby, it’s hoes out on the stroll here’s some no dough, no dough no sleep ho on your feet, if you don’t work you don’t eat [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
How low can you go
How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go Luda She could go lower than i ever really thought she could Face down ass up The top of your booty jiggling out your jeans Baby pull your pants up I like it when i see you do it Better then i ever seen it done before A lot of women drop it to the ground But how low can you go Lower then your mama's ever seen it in her life time Never would've imagined did not even in her right mind Practice in front of that mirror Now you doing it on the dance floor Mad cause i can't get wit ya ya just show me how to dance I may not wanna get low so i post it up kinda like a playa do But if you come to the crib Then i might show you girls a thang or 2 Yea i think you a superstar wit a as like that you gotta blow Before you make it big Theres just 1 thing i gotta know How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go Go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose I be like Nick nac paddywac Oh where my kitty cat give a dog a bone How many licks does it takes till i get to the center and let a realer n gga take you home I could make me show stop Soon as you hear this flow pop From A T L A N T A and all the way down to your drop Put the needle on a record and i make her get lower than a Lamborghini And if she really gettin low then imma shoot a video and put it all on TV Cos i like that French vanilla and the caramel But when it comes to chocolate I know that very well Asian persuasion no discrimination I love how they seen to please us I wanna taste them butterican pican peanut buttercups like reeses pieces Cause i think you a superstar With a ass like that you gotta blow Before you make it big Well there just 1 thing i gotta know How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose Drop it hit it dump it split it Don't stop Put it on reverse just to rack it up Let me put some Luda in it Show me what you workin wit I'll show you some of this back row Yea you a superstar but theres 1 thing i gotta know though How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
How low can you go
How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go Luda She could go lower than i ever really thought she could Face down ass up The top of your booty jiggling out your jeans Baby pull your pants up I like it when i see you do it Better then i ever seen it done before A lot of women drop it to the ground But how low can you go Lower then your mama's ever seen it in her life time Never would've imagined did not even in her right mind Practice in front of that mirror Now you doing it on the dance floor Mad cause i can't get wit ya ya just show me how to dance I may not wanna get low so i post it up kinda like a playa do But if you come to the crib Then i might show you girls a thang or 2 Yea i think you a superstar wit a as like that you gotta blow Before you make it big Theres just 1 thing i gotta know How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go Go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose I be like Nick nac paddywac Oh where my kitty cat give a dog a bone How many licks does it takes till i get to the center and let a realer n gga take you home I could make me show stop Soon as you hear this flow pop From A T L A N T A and all the way down to your drop Put the needle on a record and i make her get lower than a Lamborghini And if she really gettin low then imma shoot a video and put it all on TV Cos i like that French vanilla and the caramel But when it comes to chocolate I know that very well Asian persuasion no discrimination I love how they seen to please us I wanna taste them butterican pican peanut buttercups like reeses pieces Cause i think you a superstar With a ass like that you gotta blow Before you make it big Well there just 1 thing i gotta know How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose Drop it hit it dump it split it Don't stop Put it on reverse just to rack it up Let me put some Luda in it Show me what you workin wit I'll show you some of this back row Yea you a superstar but theres 1 thing i gotta know though How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
How low can you go
How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go Luda She could go lower than i ever really thought she could Face down ass up The top of your booty jiggling out your jeans Baby pull your pants up I like it when i see you do it Better then i ever seen it done before A lot of women drop it to the ground But how low can you go Lower then your mama's ever seen it in her life time Never would've imagined did not even in her right mind Practice in front of that mirror Now you doing it on the dance floor Mad cause i can't get wit ya ya just show me how to dance I may not wanna get low so i post it up kinda like a playa do But if you come to the crib Then i might show you girls a thang or 2 Yea i think you a superstar wit a as like that you gotta blow Before you make it big Theres just 1 thing i gotta know How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go Go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose I be like Nick nac paddywac Oh where my kitty cat give a dog a bone How many licks does it takes till i get to the center and let a realer n gga take you home I could make me show stop Soon as you hear this flow pop From A T L A N T A and all the way down to your drop Put the needle on a record and i make her get lower than a Lamborghini And if she really gettin low then imma shoot a video and put it all on TV Cos i like that French vanilla and the caramel But when it comes to chocolate I know that very well Asian persuasion no discrimination I love how they seen to please us I wanna taste them butterican pican peanut buttercups like reeses pieces Cause i think you a superstar With a ass like that you gotta blow Before you make it big Well there just 1 thing i gotta know How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose Drop it hit it dump it split it Don't stop Put it on reverse just to rack it up Let me put some Luda in it Show me what you workin wit I'll show you some of this back row Yea you a superstar but theres 1 thing i gotta know though How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
"I Do It All Night"
[Ludacris] I do it all night [x2] I do it [x2] Do it All night I make'em say Oh [x4] Gimme some more I do it all night My whip is all white I don't have a couple drinks & I got a 'lil buzz so I'm feelin Alright But the night is just getting started Haters get disregarded Roll up them sweet creep creep Let's hit this street and get retarded I pop a bunch of bottles My bitch would be poppin' too Keep talkin out your face, She might be poppin you She might be pop blockin' droppin down to the floor with it Meanwhile all my dogs chasing paper thats right we go get it So get it right Kill the lights I'm feelin' like I might just pop a pill tonight 'Cause the feelin's right Pass me a Miller Light Shen grab that girl with that Coke bottle shape She's my type I take her home and do the do I know the Kamasutra think what I do to you Stick to you like superglue maybe even like a buble gum Don't sleep woman no matter how many times I come I do it all night [x2] I do it [x2] Do it All night I make'em say Oh [x4] Gimme some more [Shawnna] [Chorus] I do it all night [x2] I do it [x2] Do it All night I make'em cash Oh [x4] Gimme some more I do it all night And I ride'em long pads Maybe little crib could ask I'm gonna ask his shortie what that mouth Had Tell me if he's out of sight Tell me if he's slow and long Maybe ladies do give his turn get bub maybe you're wrong But I'm really gonna show you right Tell me where you wanna go tonight Anywhere anyplace I can see in your face you are the prototype Tellin'em like I'm so so hot So so feelin' like I'm so so right Please tell me why the jokes on fire I can't stop zoning & I don't Know why Beep Beep Get about my land Ya hoes can't do it like me If ya thinkin I'm 'bout the game Take a look of myou and 80 This is why I'm black on deck but don't get it twisted but strap on Deck The mad on deck the pack on deck And down there they keep a rack on deck And there's no chairs there's no we there's no hoover & there's no me There's they would dem mass MC and there's messin'dem caddie and There's on three No matter they say I'm gettin my break Gettin' my paper Get my cheque But anybody wanna try to ass up And gettin some heat [Ludacris] How many woman can I feed up in my caddillac So how I can see feelin' like I got cataract Some in the middle with ice say I get drunk And don't know how to act I don't know how to act [Shawnna] He don't know how to act And I don't know how to stop And I don't know how to quit Blowin' on in the trouble zone Now we need another field And I mean up out my man Now I mean up out my body So have do this all night 'Cause you're comin' with me shorty [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
"I Do It All Night"
[Ludacris] I do it all night [x2] I do it [x2] Do it All night I make'em say Oh [x4] Gimme some more I do it all night My whip is all white I don't have a couple drinks & I got a 'lil buzz so I'm feelin Alright But the night is just getting started Haters get disregarded Roll up them sweet creep creep Let's hit this street and get retarded I pop a bunch of bottles My bitch would be poppin' too Keep talkin out your face, She might be poppin you She might be pop blockin' droppin down to the floor with it Meanwhile all my dogs chasing paper thats right we go get it So get it right Kill the lights I'm feelin' like I might just pop a pill tonight 'Cause the feelin's right Pass me a Miller Light Shen grab that girl with that Coke bottle shape She's my type I take her home and do the do I know the Kamasutra think what I do to you Stick to you like superglue maybe even like a buble gum Don't sleep woman no matter how many times I come I do it all night [x2] I do it [x2] Do it All night I make'em say Oh [x4] Gimme some more [Shawnna] [Chorus] I do it all night [x2] I do it [x2] Do it All night I make'em cash Oh [x4] Gimme some more I do it all night And I ride'em long pads Maybe little crib could ask I'm gonna ask his shortie what that mouth Had Tell me if he's out of sight Tell me if he's slow and long Maybe ladies do give his turn get bub maybe you're wrong But I'm really gonna show you right Tell me where you wanna go tonight Anywhere anyplace I can see in your face you are the prototype Tellin'em like I'm so so hot So so feelin' like I'm so so right Please tell me why the jokes on fire I can't stop zoning & I don't Know why Beep Beep Get about my land Ya hoes can't do it like me If ya thinkin I'm 'bout the game Take a look of myou and 80 This is why I'm black on deck but don't get it twisted but strap on Deck The mad on deck the pack on deck And down there they keep a rack on deck And there's no chairs there's no we there's no hoover & there's no me There's they would dem mass MC and there's messin'dem caddie and There's on three No matter they say I'm gettin my break Gettin' my paper Get my cheque But anybody wanna try to ass up And gettin some heat [Ludacris] How many woman can I feed up in my caddillac So how I can see feelin' like I got cataract Some in the middle with ice say I get drunk And don't know how to act I don't know how to act [Shawnna] He don't know how to act And I don't know how to stop And I don't know how to quit Blowin' on in the trouble zone Now we need another field And I mean up out my man Now I mean up out my body So have do this all night 'Cause you're comin' with me shorty [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Chorus]
I know you got a man, man, man but tell me what your man, man, man got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh I know you got a girl, girl, girl but tell me what your girl, girl, girl got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh [Ludacris] Listen, I know you got a man, but your man ain't Luda so please don't let him fool ya cos the nigga don't really know how to do ya who's your daddy rolling all up in the caddy sun roof top with the diamond in the back coming to get some of the bomb in the sack like a bomb in Iraq Imma come and attack every inch of your body after the after party and then on to the hotel lobby riding me like a Ducatti faster than a Bugatti Im like whoa Kimosabe Good golly shortie a freak or she been practising Pilates I'm probably just stripping tongue sk-skipping like a track broke but if she think I'm fronting just wait til she see my back stroke haa, I be your side piece but whats our future plans cause I be on ya like DAMNNN [Chorus] [Flo Rida] Hey, ok ok, so thats your mans and 'em I aint tellin you to cancel him do do your thing, look shorty I gotta respect your answer 'em them there's your boyfirend, I just wanna be your toy friend your other other man not not your lo-lo-lover man, undercover man how many rubber man's would it take for you lil mama to be apart of my plan what do you need in advance, I can see both of us showing in France I can look back at your thong in my hand Louis Vuitton no more Donna Karen couple of stacks so what is you saying like Denzel Washington "My Man" I don't wanna hear no mo' more bout him what it gotta do with me you grown ass woman I'm a grown ass man so we both know a lot about the birds and the bee's hold on shorty lets conversate, conjugate, constipate get stuck on each other, you coming up outta your lingerie, hey I know you got a man [Chorus] [Ludacris] Nada, nada, not a damn thing he wouldn't know what to do if he tried it and I ain't hating, you need some room to breathe and I can be your ventilation you need a lil lovin' just a lil stimulation a hug a lil kissing and then a lil penetration give it to you like you never had it before and you aint never gon think about his ass again lips, hips, eyes, thighs here I'm gon have to give that ass a ten and they can get a five even though one of them kinda fine but ain't none of them got nothing on you you so lets go somewhere to dine and sip some expensive wine later on tell me what we gon do do we gon bump and we gon grind so good it should be a crime and next time tell your friends to come too, too. [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Chorus]
I know you got a man, man, man but tell me what your man, man, man got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh I know you got a girl, girl, girl but tell me what your girl, girl, girl got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh got to do with me me me uh oh uh oh oh [Ludacris] Listen, I know you got a man, but your man ain't Luda so please don't let him fool ya cos the nigga don't really know how to do ya who's your daddy rolling all up in the caddy sun roof top with the diamond in the back coming to get some of the bomb in the sack like a bomb in Iraq Imma come and attack every inch of your body after the after party and then on to the hotel lobby riding me like a Ducatti faster than a Bugatti Im like whoa Kimosabe Good golly shortie a freak or she been practising Pilates I'm probably just stripping tongue sk-skipping like a track broke but if she think I'm fronting just wait til she see my back stroke haa, I be your side piece but whats our future plans cause I be on ya like DAMNNN [Chorus] [Flo Rida] Hey, ok ok, so thats your mans and 'em I aint tellin you to cancel him do do your thing, look shorty I gotta respect your answer 'em them there's your boyfirend, I just wanna be your toy friend your other other man not not your lo-lo-lover man, undercover man how many rubber man's would it take for you lil mama to be apart of my plan what do you need in advance, I can see both of us showing in France I can look back at your thong in my hand Louis Vuitton no more Donna Karen couple of stacks so what is you saying like Denzel Washington "My Man" I don't wanna hear no mo' more bout him what it gotta do with me you grown ass woman I'm a grown ass man so we both know a lot about the birds and the bee's hold on shorty lets conversate, conjugate, constipate get stuck on each other, you coming up outta your lingerie, hey I know you got a man [Chorus] [Ludacris] Nada, nada, not a damn thing he wouldn't know what to do if he tried it and I ain't hating, you need some room to breathe and I can be your ventilation you need a lil lovin' just a lil stimulation a hug a lil kissing and then a lil penetration give it to you like you never had it before and you aint never gon think about his ass again lips, hips, eyes, thighs here I'm gon have to give that ass a ten and they can get a five even though one of them kinda fine but ain't none of them got nothing on you you so lets go somewhere to dine and sip some expensive wine later on tell me what we gon do do we gon bump and we gon grind so good it should be a crime and next time tell your friends to come too, too. [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
Yeh, ohh! Check me out, look It goes love, hate, pleasure and pain Fo' albums in the can and I'm STILL in the game (what up?) And last album, they don't like me to tell this Debuted at #1 and sold more records than Elvis (shut up!) That's what they tellin me, switch up your melody Through with misdemeanors, they tryin to give rappers felonies So they can lock us up one at a time But true writers stay FREE in e'ry one of our lines And if you not feelin I'm the cream of the crop I'll KNOCK rappers off your list 'til I get to the top! Still you lookin at a man that's financially stable Only nigga gettin checks cut from four different labels That Pillsbury dough, women poke my guts Still I walk around the streets like I'm broke as FUCK So if you see me in your town and I appear to be moody It's cause I'm thinkin 'bout plans that's bigger than Serena booty Me and Shaka still starvin and lookin for meals And HEADS UP! Ludacris is almost out of his deal I'm over ten million sold, every album is CRACK And for now I'm bout to carry Def Jam on my BACK Mad rappers I hear you talkin way down at the bottom Though I make big money, still handle small problems The ramblin at the mouth, I don't PLAY THAT SHIT I'm the best and I ain't really got SAY THAT SHIT! |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
Yeh, ohh!
Check me out, look It goes love, hate, pleasure and pain Fo' albums in the can and I'm STILL in the game (what up?) And last album, they don't like me to tell this Debuted at #1 and sold more records than Elvis (shut up!) That's what they tellin me, switch up your melody Through with misdemeanors, they tryin to give rappers felonies So they can lock us up one at a time But true writers stay FREE in e'ry one of our lines And if you not feelin I'm the cream of the crop I'll KNOCK rappers off your list 'til I get to the top! Still you lookin at a man that's financially stable Only nigga gettin checks cut from four different labels That Pillsbury dough, women poke my guts Still I walk around the streets like I'm broke as FUCK So if you see me in your town and I appear to be moody It's cause I'm thinkin 'bout plans that's bigger than Serena booty Me and Shaka still starvin and lookin for meals And HEADS UP! Ludacris is almost out of his deal I'm over ten million sold, every album is CRACK And for now I'm bout to carry Def Jam on my BACK Mad rappers I hear you talkin way down at the bottom Though I make big money, still handle small problems The ramblin at the mouth, I don't PLAY THAT SHIT I'm the best and I ain't really got SAY THAT SHIT! |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Ludacris]
[Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Ludacris] [Verse 1] I'm saying my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My chick bad, badder than yours My chick do stuff that I can't even put in words Her swagger don't stop Her body won't quit So fool pipe down you ain't talkin bout shit My chick bad, tell me if you seen her She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena All white top, all white belt And all white jeans, body looking like milk No time for games, she's full grown My chick bad, tell your chick to go home [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Ludacris] [Verse 2] Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor She knock a bitch out, and fight Coming out swinging like Tiger Woods' wife Yeah, she could get a little hasty Chicks better cover up there chests like pasties Couple girl friends and they all a little crazy Coming down the street like a parade, Macy's I fill her up, balloons Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons D'oh, but I aint talkin bout Homer Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Nicki Minaj] [Verse 3] Now all these bitches wanna try and be my besty But I take a left and leave them hanging like a testi Trash talk to em then I put em in a hefty Running down a court I'm thuggin on them Lisa Lefty It's going down, basement Friday the 13th, guess who's playing Jason Tuck yourself in you better hold on to your teddy It's Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who's playing Freddy (My chick bad) Chef cooking for me, they say my shoe game crazy The mental Asylum looking for me You a rookie to me I'm in dat wam bam purple Lam damn bitch you been a fan [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad [Ludacris] [Outro] And when we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Ludacris]
[Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Ludacris] [Verse 1] I'm saying my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My chick bad, badder than yours My chick do stuff that I can't even put in words Her swagger don't stop Her body won't quit So fool pipe down you ain't talkin bout shit My chick bad, tell me if you seen her She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena All white top, all white belt And all white jeans, body looking like milk No time for games, she's full grown My chick bad, tell your chick to go home [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Ludacris] [Verse 2] Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor She knock a bitch out, and fight Coming out swinging like Tiger Woods' wife Yeah, she could get a little hasty Chicks better cover up there chests like pasties Couple girl friends and they all a little crazy Coming down the street like a parade, Macy's I fill her up, balloons Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons D'oh, but I aint talkin bout Homer Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Nicki Minaj] [Verse 3] Now all these bitches wanna try and be my besty But I take a left and leave them hanging like a testi Trash talk to em then I put em in a hefty Running down a court I'm thuggin on them Lisa Lefty It's going down, basement Friday the 13th, guess who's playing Jason Tuck yourself in you better hold on to your teddy It's Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who's playing Freddy (My chick bad) Chef cooking for me, they say my shoe game crazy The mental Asylum looking for me You a rookie to me I'm in dat wam bam purple Lam damn bitch you been a fan [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad [Ludacris] [Outro] And when we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Ludacris]
[Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Ludacris] [Verse 1] I'm saying my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My chick bad, badder than yours My chick do stuff that I can't even put in words Her swagger don't stop Her body won't quit So fool pipe down you ain't talkin bout shit My chick bad, tell me if you seen her She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena All white top, all white belt And all white jeans, body looking like milk No time for games, she's full grown My chick bad, tell your chick to go home [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Ludacris] [Verse 2] Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor She knock a bitch out, and fight Coming out swinging like Tiger Woods' wife Yeah, she could get a little hasty Chicks better cover up there chests like pasties Couple girl friends and they all a little crazy Coming down the street like a parade, Macy's I fill her up, balloons Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons D'oh, but I aint talkin bout Homer Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Nicki Minaj] [Verse 3] Now all these bitches wanna try and be my besty But I take a left and leave them hanging like a testi Trash talk to em then I put em in a hefty Running down a court I'm thuggin on them Lisa Lefty It's going down, basement Friday the 13th, guess who's playing Jason Tuck yourself in you better hold on to your teddy It's Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who's playing Freddy (My chick bad) Chef cooking for me, they say my shoe game crazy The mental Asylum looking for me You a rookie to me I'm in dat wam bam purple Lam damn bitch you been a fan [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad [Ludacris] [Outro] And when we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Ludacris]
[Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Ludacris] [Verse 1] I'm saying my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My chick bad, badder than yours My chick do stuff that I can't even put in words Her swagger don't stop Her body won't quit So fool pipe down you ain't talkin bout shit My chick bad, tell me if you seen her She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena All white top, all white belt And all white jeans, body looking like milk No time for games, she's full grown My chick bad, tell your chick to go home [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Ludacris] [Verse 2] Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor She knock a bitch out, and fight Coming out swinging like Tiger Woods' wife Yeah, she could get a little hasty Chicks better cover up there chests like pasties Couple girl friends and they all a little crazy Coming down the street like a parade, Macy's I fill her up, balloons Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons D'oh, but I aint talkin bout Homer Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours [Nicki Minaj] [Verse 3] Now all these bitches wanna try and be my besty But I take a left and leave them hanging like a testi Trash talk to em then I put em in a hefty Running down a court I'm thuggin on them Lisa Lefty It's going down, basement Friday the 13th, guess who's playing Jason Tuck yourself in you better hold on to your teddy It's Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who's playing Freddy (My chick bad) Chef cooking for me, they say my shoe game crazy The mental Asylum looking for me You a rookie to me I'm in dat wam bam purple Lam damn bitch you been a fan [Ludacris] [Chorus] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my, my chick bad, badder, badder than yours My, my chick bad [Ludacris] [Outro] And when we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper When we all alone I might just tip her She slides down the pole Like a certified stripper |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
P-p-party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo
(Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) I done had about four, five, six shots, yeah, I'm gettin' wasted Red pills, blue pills, yeah, I'm in the Matrix Two swisha, three swisha, four swisha, five So turn my music up and tell these hoes to get live Got a pocket full of hundreds and some bottles on ice, ice Conjure and lime got a nigga feelin' nice, nice Dessert on my hips so if you gamble, roll the dice When I let it off once it make a nigga think twice You got more dough then, homie, you gon' have to show me You never say it rains like Tony, Tony, Tony My Chevy's outside and it's sittin' on Kobe's And I keep the hood with me like Obi Wan Kenobe Wood grain trim, seat softer than your butt, butt Make your car rattle from the speakers in my trunk, trunk Swisha's burnin' slow and it got a nigga stuck, stuck But don't be a fool 'cause the tool's on tuck, tuck P-p-party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Tell that slow bitch to bring another round, we gon' party till the sun's up Ladies rub your titties and my gangsta's put your guns up Money, money, money, if you got it, throw your one's up And if they ain't got it, tell 'em shut up, you dumb fuck My money stays in hand, you could say I got a grip, grip Out to scoop my chips, you could say I got a dip, dip 'Cause I talk money while these haters talk shit, shit And if they keep on talkin', I'mma empty out a clip, clip But I don't want no problems, I'm just tryin' to get my game on Take a couple shots and use the alcohol to blame on Holla at some chicks and find a bitch to put my name on Then I'mma be the, I'ma be the one she put that thang on I got the perfect song to make you want me wanna shake, shake And take her to the crib, I don't take her on no date, date We all up in the club till the glass and table break, break And all they wanna know is how much more that I can take, take P-p-party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Now keep the cameras flashin', we about to shoot a movie A thick chick let me sip my glass on her booty She stuck upon my hip and she swear she ain't no groupie While I'm stuck up in the VIP but everything is all Gucci So I gathered all the women and we 'bout to take a shot, shot Goin' out my mind, who's there, nigga, knock, knock Don't you hear that 808 beatin' down your block, block Keep the party going 'cause the party don't stop, stop P-p-party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
P-p-party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo
(Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) I done had about four, five, six shots, yeah, I'm gettin' wasted Red pills, blue pills, yeah, I'm in the Matrix Two swisha, three swisha, four swisha, five So turn my music up and tell these hoes to get live Got a pocket full of hundreds and some bottles on ice, ice Conjure and lime got a nigga feelin' nice, nice Dessert on my hips so if you gamble, roll the dice When I let it off once it make a nigga think twice You got more dough then, homie, you gon' have to show me You never say it rains like Tony, Tony, Tony My Chevy's outside and it's sittin' on Kobe's And I keep the hood with me like Obi Wan Kenobe Wood grain trim, seat softer than your butt, butt Make your car rattle from the speakers in my trunk, trunk Swisha's burnin' slow and it got a nigga stuck, stuck But don't be a fool 'cause the tool's on tuck, tuck P-p-party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Tell that slow bitch to bring another round, we gon' party till the sun's up Ladies rub your titties and my gangsta's put your guns up Money, money, money, if you got it, throw your one's up And if they ain't got it, tell 'em shut up, you dumb fuck My money stays in hand, you could say I got a grip, grip Out to scoop my chips, you could say I got a dip, dip 'Cause I talk money while these haters talk shit, shit And if they keep on talkin', I'mma empty out a clip, clip But I don't want no problems, I'm just tryin' to get my game on Take a couple shots and use the alcohol to blame on Holla at some chicks and find a bitch to put my name on Then I'mma be the, I'ma be the one she put that thang on I got the perfect song to make you want me wanna shake, shake And take her to the crib, I don't take her on no date, date We all up in the club till the glass and table break, break And all they wanna know is how much more that I can take, take P-p-party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Now keep the cameras flashin', we about to shoot a movie A thick chick let me sip my glass on her booty She stuck upon my hip and she swear she ain't no groupie While I'm stuck up in the VIP but everything is all Gucci So I gathered all the women and we 'bout to take a shot, shot Goin' out my mind, who's there, nigga, knock, knock Don't you hear that 808 beatin' down your block, block Keep the party going 'cause the party don't stop, stop P-p-party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Let's take a shot (Take a shot) Take a shot (Take a shot) Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo (Party, I'mma party till I just can't party no mo) |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Dru Hill]
Wrap your legs around my waist and hold tight... {*echoes*} [Shawnna] + (Ludacris) Ayyy, I can make that thang go up and down like a rollercoaster Make it go round and round 'til you make that sound, now let me hold ya I kinda got somethin to show ya I really wanna get to know ya Shawty come and put yo' hands all on my body like you 'posed to Yeah, you pop one I'ma pop one too It ain't no tellin what I'm gon' do I'ma keep you sayin "Girl you got that good" (you got that good?) Yeah, I got you screamin "Girl don't quit" I'll make you ooh, like "Girl that's it" Now gi-gi-give it to me like you should (like I should?) Yeah, we can slow it down or speed it up I love it when you flip it then beat it up You know them other girls ain't sweet enough So every time he see me he eat it up Eat it up, eat it up Don't slow it down baby keep it up Keep it up, keep it up I love it when you make it go deep enough And I'm so gone I can't hold it in Now one mo' round, can we go again? I'm lovin each and every little thing you do I kinda think I really wanna sing to you Sing to you, sing to you You got me in a zone when I think of you Think of you, think of you Now baby come and tell me what I need to do [Chorus: Dru Hill] Wrap your legs around my waist and hold tight (hold tight) Hold tight (hold tight) cause we're gonna take a ride tonight Uh, said we're gonna take a ride Up and down, front to back, side to side Wrap your legs around my waist and hold tight (hold tight) Hold tight (hold tight) cause we're gonna take a ride tonight We're gonna take a riiiiiiiiide Take a riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide tonight [Ludacris] + (Shawnna) You got yo' boots, strapped up and I got my ticket, got my ticket And I'm ready for the ride of a lifetime Is you wit it? Is you wit it? Fasten yo' seatbelt, buckle up Take two shots, double up Play this song, pump it up Then get a little closer, snuggle up Take yo' time I'ma take my time Sip a little somethin then relax yo' mind Let's do it like we never did befo' (did befo'?) Yeah, I got you screamin "Oh my God" The headboard hit that wall so hard Sound like somebody knockin at the do' (at the do'?) Yeah, keep yo' hands inside the ride when you up in the air and ridin high Tonight it's on, I wanna hear you moan when I put a little kiss inside your thigh Put a little bass inside your ear when I whisper and tell you that daddy's here Daddy's here, the heat is on and I love you with your little Vickie Secrets on Even though I'll never let you keep 'em on cause you pressed my button and the freak is on Let's make it a night to remember and bend that mattress that yo' sheets is on Sheets is on, yank 'em off And every little kiss I'ma make 'em soft Yo' undergarments, take 'em off Take 'em off so you can [Chorus] [Interlude: repeat 2X] On a rollercoaster ride Up, down, front, back, side to side On a rollercoaster ride Up, down, front, back, side to side [Sisqo] Uh, ooooooh, huh, oooooh yeahhhh Uh, cause we're gonna take a ride Up, down, front to back, side to siiiiide (Wrap your legs around my waist and hold tight, hold tight) Yeahhhhhhh, ha, Dru Hill and we're sayin (Hold tight, cause we're gonna take a ride tonight) Yeahhhhh yeahhhh yeahhhh-eh-eh-eh-eahhh, ohhh (Wrap your legs around my waist and hold tight, hold tight) (Hold tight, cause we're gonna take a ride tonight) Ohh yeah {*Dru Hill harmonizes + ad libs to the end*} |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
Welcome to my sex room
[Ludacris - Verse 1:] Welcome to my little sanctuary you've been looking so good all day and you really got a nigga pretty anxious baby better call your boss tell him that your daddy's home take a couple days off and take it off and leave nothing but your T-shirts and your panties on feeling high but I'm hung real low looking sorta like a tripod, so power down your cell phone and power up your iPod power down your inhibitions and power up your inner freak (yes... fuck) it's the only words that you finna speak its about to get real x-rated can you handle what I'm 'bout to do but enough about me let me think should I be worrying about if I can handle you damn right I'ma get that thing and I'ma put my name on it all night I'ma whip that thing, all state better put a claim on it I claim my territory, my tongue finna mark you up you could be my fire cracker, my tongue gon spark you up get ready for blast off, waterfalls gon splash off you might lose around 4 or 5 pounds so get ready to sweat your ass off [Trey Songz - Chorus:] Welcome to my sex room where your body meets my body its our private afterparty if you want it girl I got it in my sex room candles and a pole sets your body to your soul from the bed down to the floor, sex room mirrors in the head board, even got a camcord baby won't you dance in my sex room Welcome to my sex room where your body meets my body its a private afterparty if you want it girl I got it in my sex room [Ludacris - Verse 2] Let the candles burn, Imma turn these lights down and when your body gets hot, it'll get you licked up and iced down nipples hard as rocks, lips as soft as cotton your the apple of my eye, and I got you spoiled rotten I'mma get my video camera, lets make a movie baby you the star so as soon as I press record you got's to do me baby you can stare all in the mirror, take a pic at how good you looking Imma have your body smoking, take a look at what Luda's cooking my arm underneath your leg leg or behind your head is how I gots to get ya right hand left hand all red in the bed like we've been playing twister now I've got you tangled up and you caught all in my web should I let you loose nah I think I'll get the blindfold instead you better get a couple towels baby cos we about to slip and slide you don't ever need a horse or saddle I'mma give you this dick to ride I'mma grant your every wish and fulfill your fantasy aint nobody else allowed in the sex room it's only you and me [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
Welcome to my sex room
[Ludacris - Verse 1:] Welcome to my little sanctuary you've been looking so good all day and you really got a nigga pretty anxious baby better call your boss tell him that your daddy's home take a couple days off and take it off and leave nothing but your T-shirts and your panties on feeling high but I'm hung real low looking sorta like a tripod, so power down your cell phone and power up your iPod power down your inhibitions and power up your inner freak (yes... fuck) it's the only words that you finna speak its about to get real x-rated can you handle what I'm 'bout to do but enough about me let me think should I be worrying about if I can handle you damn right I'ma get that thing and I'ma put my name on it all night I'ma whip that thing, all state better put a claim on it I claim my territory, my tongue finna mark you up you could be my fire cracker, my tongue gon spark you up get ready for blast off, waterfalls gon splash off you might lose around 4 or 5 pounds so get ready to sweat your ass off [Trey Songz - Chorus:] Welcome to my sex room where your body meets my body its our private afterparty if you want it girl I got it in my sex room candles and a pole sets your body to your soul from the bed down to the floor, sex room mirrors in the head board, even got a camcord baby won't you dance in my sex room Welcome to my sex room where your body meets my body its a private afterparty if you want it girl I got it in my sex room [Ludacris - Verse 2] Let the candles burn, Imma turn these lights down and when your body gets hot, it'll get you licked up and iced down nipples hard as rocks, lips as soft as cotton your the apple of my eye, and I got you spoiled rotten I'mma get my video camera, lets make a movie baby you the star so as soon as I press record you got's to do me baby you can stare all in the mirror, take a pic at how good you looking Imma have your body smoking, take a look at what Luda's cooking my arm underneath your leg leg or behind your head is how I gots to get ya right hand left hand all red in the bed like we've been playing twister now I've got you tangled up and you caught all in my web should I let you loose nah I think I'll get the blindfold instead you better get a couple towels baby cos we about to slip and slide you don't ever need a horse or saddle I'mma give you this dick to ride I'mma grant your every wish and fulfill your fantasy aint nobody else allowed in the sex room it's only you and me [Chorus] |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
So Im just sitting in this rehab class
trying to get myself unhooked on ass so then my teacher asked me a question like Ludacris are you over there sexting ha ha OMG LOL KIT Smiley faces X and Os LMFAO my girl went through my cell phone my girl went through my cell phone my girl went through my cell phone my girl went through my cell phone i said my girl went through my cell phone [repeated] [Ludacris - Verse 1] So Im getting treated for my sex addiction in my private clinic and I need you to be sensitive about my condition cos Im in it to win it and I really dont want to further disappoint my fans and my teachers a cougar so I wish shed lend a helping hand damn, calm down, BBC TXT or MSG after class come with me and can I get a little bit of TLC she replied what the f-ck FYI youre gonna flunk SMH its such a shame you aint learned a damn thing [Chorus] [Ludacris - Verse 2] So Im sitting in the crib just chillin and Im minding my business got a text with a tongue out from a number I didnt recognize I replied who is this quick back got a hit back said this is Stacy and Ive been missing you had to change my number so I went and got a new phone and new tattoo a what, a new tattoo wow, arrr yeaah, hurry click can you send a nasty pic so I can see right where it is and I promise I wont show my friends (yeah right) she replied, well ok BTW by the way SMH its such a shame that you aint learned a damn thing |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
So Im just sitting in this rehab class trying to get myself unhooked on ass so then my teacher asked me a question like Ludacris are you over there sexting ha ha OMG LOL KIT Smiley faces X and Os LMFAO my girl went through my cell phone my girl went through my cell phone my girl went through my cell phone my girl went through my cell phone i said my girl went through my cell phone [repeated] [Ludacris - Verse 1] So Im getting treated for my sex addiction in my private clinic and I need you to be sensitive about my condition cos Im in it to win it and I really dont want to further disappoint my fans and my teachers a cougar so I wish shed lend a helping hand damn, calm down, BBC TXT or MSG after class come with me and can I get a little bit of TLC she replied what the f-ck FYI youre gonna flunk SMH its such a shame you aint learned a damn thing [Chorus] [Ludacris - Verse 2] So Im sitting in the crib just chillin and Im minding my business got a text with a tongue out from a number I didnt recognize I replied who is this quick back got a hit back said this is Stacy and Ive been missing you had to change my number so I went and got a new phone and new tattoo a what, a new tattoo wow, arrr yeaah, hurry click can you send a nasty pic so I can see right where it is and I promise I wont show my friends (yeah right) she replied, well ok BTW by the way SMH its such a shame that you aint learned a damn thing Lyrics submitted by <a href="http://www.lyrics.com/user/profile/472805">Sarah</a>.</div><div id="lyrics" class="PRINTONLY"> |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Ludacris]
I got five kisses, where you want 'em at? Either of yo' lips, yo' ears, yo' neck, yo' stomach or yo' back Yo' inner thigh, right on yo' kneecap or yo' belly button These other guys be out here talkin but they steady frontin They don't know what they want, that's why I tell you put yo' trust in me Share all yo' secrets, yo' desires and yo' fantasies I ain't gon' tell nobody baby, I'm an only child I'll keep it to myself cause all I wanna do is see you smile Knowin that you got someone to talk to, ain't that what you want? I'll be yo' lover, yo' provider and yo' confidant And I won't judge you cause I know that ain't nobody perfect But you got some perfect imperfections and that makes you worth it I wanna see yo' body in all of the positions that you like it in We could do it slow or have some drinks and it gets enticin when You like it rough and I give it rough and start to pull yo' hair Cause ecstasy's yo' destination and I'ma take you there Tell me a secret baby [Chorus: Ne-Yo] Tell me somethin that nobody else knows Girl don't think about it, just soon as the door cloooose Tell me a secret baby Tell, tell, tell me a secret baby Oooh, show me somethin that nobody else sees (ayyy) Tell me all the things that you would do if it was you and me Tell me a secret baby Tell, tell, tell me a secret baby [Ludacris] It ain't nobody in the universe that competes with you Imagine the possibilities and all the little freaky thangs that we could do Blindfolded handcuffed to the headboard, never let you go until you scream my name Maybe you think I'm playin but this is really far from a motherfuckin game Ain't a damn thang change still nasty as I wanna, be And I got just what you been lookin for baby girl you wanna, see It'll turn you on and it's gonna be on soon as I take it off Just give me yo' body, it's guaranteed that I'ma break it off Off off off, off until the sunrise And I'm not here to disappoint, just give me one try One kiss, one pinch and you could take or leave it But before you make up your mind just tell me one secret Ne-Yo, holla at 'em [Chorus] [Ne-Yo] Said we can talk about your fantasy And ain't nobody gotta know but me Baby c'mon and make this move if you're gonna Baby we grown, we can do what we wanna, hey Said you can tell me what you like to do Baby girl you never know, I may like it too Baby c'mon and make this move if you're gonna Baby we grown, we can do what we wanna, ayyyyy [Chorus] w/ Ne-Yo ad libs [Ne-Yo] Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh Oooh-ooooh, oh yeah Mmm, tell me a secret yeah Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh Oooh-ooooh HJK&TG |
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from Ludacris - Battle Of The Sexes (2010)
[Ludacris]
I got five kisses, where you want 'em at? Either of yo' lips, yo' ears, yo' neck, yo' stomach or yo' back Yo' inner thigh, right on yo' kneecap or yo' belly button These other guys be out here talkin but they steady frontin They don't know what they want, that's why I tell you put yo' trust in me Share all yo' secrets, yo' desires and yo' fantasies I ain't gon' tell nobody baby, I'm an only child I'll keep it to myself cause all I wanna do is see you smile Knowin that you got someone to talk to, ain't that what you want? I'll be yo' lover, yo' provider and yo' confidant And I won't judge you cause I know that ain't nobody perfect But you got some perfect imperfections and that makes you worth it I wanna see yo' body in all of the positions that you like it in We could do it slow or have some drinks and it gets enticin when You like it rough and I give it rough and start to pull yo' hair Cause ecstasy's yo' destination and I'ma take you there Tell me a secret baby [Chorus: Ne-Yo] Tell me somethin that nobody else knows Girl don't think about it, just soon as the door cloooose Tell me a secret baby Tell, tell, tell me a secret baby Oooh, show me somethin that nobody else sees (ayyy) Tell me all the things that you would do if it was you and me Tell me a secret baby Tell, tell, tell me a secret baby [Ludacris] It ain't nobody in the universe that competes with you Imagine the possibilities and all the little freaky thangs that we could do Blindfolded handcuffed to the headboard, never let you go until you scream my name Maybe you think I'm playin but this is really far from a motherfuckin game Ain't a damn thang change still nasty as I wanna, be And I got just what you been lookin for baby girl you wanna, see It'll turn you on and it's gonna be on soon as I take it off Just give me yo' body, it's guaranteed that I'ma break it off Off off off, off until the sunrise And I'm not here to disappoint, just give me one try One kiss, one pinch and you could take or leave it But before you make up your mind just tell me one secret Ne-Yo, holla at 'em [Chorus] [Ne-Yo] Said we can talk about your fantasy And ain't nobody gotta know but me Baby c'mon and make this move if you're gonna Baby we grown, we can do what we wanna, hey Said you can tell me what you like to do Baby girl you never know, I may like it too Baby c'mon and make this move if you're gonna Baby we grown, we can do what we wanna, ayyyyy [Chorus] w/ Ne-Yo ad libs [Ne-Yo] Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh Oooh-ooooh, oh yeah Mmm, tell me a secret yeah Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh Whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhhh Oooh-ooooh HJK&TG |
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from Raheem Devaughn - The Love & War MasterPeace (2010)
Load It, Cock It, Aim and Shoot
Load It, Cock It, Aim and Shoot Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Some will die over oil kill over land Charge you for taxes and Blame Uncle Sam Read you your rights and charge you for nothing Now who’s really gangsta And tell me who’s frontin’ Murder your sons, ravage your daughters Here overseas and across the waters Tanks and missiles, bombs and grenades Inject the land with guns and aids You better pray to the most high or who ever you praise Politicians can’t help you they puppets to slaves Trying to get paid and you are too Whatcha gone do when the gun is pointed at you Like bank robbers Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We gone die) We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot) Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Hey world Get you a paper turn on the news Ride through the hood I witness the blues How can you ignore it it’s easy to spot it A trap house, a liquor store and your city’s got it And my city’s got it, and they city’s got it This world is chaotic and love is symbolic So life don’t get cherished, and our babies perish And your babies perish now tell me who’s careless Now who should I pray to what should I pray for You can’t pay the preacher for your redemption I know where we’re headed, I already read it The good book done said it Like cowboys and Indians We just living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We gone die, living) Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot) Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We gone die, living) Ludacris Luda! they say tomorrow’s not promised today But today I promise if we don’t make our own way Somebody’ll take it from us Snatch it like rats to cheese So, lord help me please cause I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees Living like I’m bulletproof Clocking the glock and aim n shoot My future’s ever clear a 180 proof So I open the bottle then swallow my pride And drink the pain away I take shots and just lay up then fade away Dreaming of betta days dreaming of betta pay But we got our work cut out for us so we betta pray Pray to uphold the week, not for eternal sleep But if I die I pray the lord my soul to keep Raheem DeVaughn Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot (I say I load it, cock it, aim and shoot) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We load it, cock it, aim and shoot) Living like we bulletproof we bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot (Load it, cock it, aim and shoot) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (Oh lord) Living like we bulletproof |
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from Justin Bieber - Baby [single] (2010)
You know you love me I know you
care Just shout whenever and I'll be there You want my love you want my heart And we will never ever ever be apart Are we an item Girl quit playing We're just friends what are you saying So there's another one look right in my eyes My firdt love broke my heart for the first time And I was like baby baby baby nooo Oh like baby baby baby no like baby baby baby Oh I thought you'd always be mine Mine baby baby baby Oh like baby baby baby no like baby baby baby Oh I thought you'd always be mine For you I would have done whatever And I just can't believe we ain't together And I gotta play it cool 'cause I'm losing you I'll buy you anything I'll buy you anyring I'm in pieces baby fix me And just shake me till you wake me from this bad dream I'm going down down down down And I can't believe my first love won't be around And I was like baby baby baby Oh like baby baby baby no like baby baby baby Oh I thought you'd always be mine Mine baby baby baby Oh like baby baby baby no like baby baby baby Oh I thought you'd always be mine baby baby baby Oh like baby baby baby no like baby baby baby Oh I thought you'd always be mine Mine baby baby baby Oh like baby baby baby no like baby baby baby Oh I thought you'd always be mine I'm gone Now I'm on gone Now I'm on gone Now I'm on gone I'm gone |
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from Ludacris - How Low [single] (2010)
How low can you go
How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go Luda She could go lower than i ever really thought she could Face down ass up The top of your booty jiggling out your jeans Baby pull your pants up I like it when i see you do it Better then i ever seen it done before A lot of women drop it to the ground But how low can you go Lower then your mama's ever seen it in her life time Never would've imagined did not even in her right mind Practice in front of that mirror Now you doing it on the dance floor Mad cause i can't get wit ya ya just show me how to dance I may not wanna get low so i post it up kinda like a playa do But if you come to the crib Then i might show you girls a thang or 2 Yea i think you a superstar wit a as like that you gotta blow Before you make it big Theres just 1 thing i gotta know How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go Go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose I be like Nick nac paddywac Oh where my kitty cat give a dog a bone How many licks does it takes till i get to the center and let a realer n gga take you home I could make me show stop Soon as you hear this flow pop From A T L A N T A and all the way down to your drop Put the needle on a record and i make her get lower than a Lamborghini And if she really gettin low then imma shoot a video and put it all on TV Cos i like that French vanilla and the caramel But when it comes to chocolate I know that very well Asian persuasion no discrimination I love how they seen to please us I wanna taste them butterican pican peanut buttercups like reeses pieces Cause i think you a superstar With a ass like that you gotta blow Before you make it big Well there just 1 thing i gotta know How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose Drop it hit it dump it split it Don't stop Put it on reverse just to rack it up Let me put some Luda in it Show me what you workin wit I'll show you some of this back row Yea you a superstar but theres 1 thing i gotta know though How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go How low can you go go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose go low blow it in your nose |
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from Letoya 2집 - Lady Love (2009)
Regret
(feat. Ludacris) You must regret the day that you left me Uhn uhn, he don't deserve you (serve you) He gone regret the day he hurt you (hurt you Letoya! I made you cool You wasn't that dude Until I started fucking with you Gave you swag (Swag) And a duffle bag You left the best you had Now you gonna act like that I got you right I changed your life Suicide doors, I cosigned Gucci rags (Rags) Louis travel bags You left the best you had Baby don't look so mad You must regret the day that you left me You must regret the day that you left me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me oh Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me oh VIP was all on me Now your at the bar with 1 or 2 drinks Popping game (Game) You look so lame Without me your pimping ain't the same First class flights Dipped in ice I had your neck and wrist oh so bright Popping tags (Tags) Is a thing of the past You lost everything you had Chasing them scallywags You must regret the day that you left me You must regret the day that you left me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me [Ludacris:] Listen Hey sexy, tell him that it's over Tell him you my baby And my coupe is your stroller Tell him his Louis Vuitton scarf is your bib Or that you call me daddy, and my house is your crib And if he cries, I know how to control that Give him some bottles of this conjour cognac just to shut him up She said you wasn't half the man I am So I guess he had to double up He's still trying to get back like the soldiers Dreaming and it's time to wake him up like Folgers (Wake up) I just hold her, you use to put a loader Shoot up on the brain, but you lame now it's over I keep her by my side like a holster I plan to make a full house And I ain't talking 'bout poker But I might poke her, and stroke her Cause I'm about to treat her like a real man suppose to Luda! You must regret the day that you left me You must regret the day that you left me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me oh You must regret the day that you left me You must regret the day that you left me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me Still tryna get back, get back Still tryna get back, back with me oh |
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from Raheem Devaughn - Bulletproof (Single) (2009)
Load It, Cock It, Aim and Shoot
Load It, Cock It, Aim and Shoot Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Some will die over oil kill over land Charge you for taxes and Blame Uncle Sam Read you your rights and charge you for nothing Now who’s really gangsta And tell me who’s frontin’ Murder your sons, ravage your daughters Here overseas and across the waters Tanks and missiles, bombs and grenades Inject the land with guns and aids You better pray to the most high or who ever you praise Politicians can’t help you they puppets to slaves Trying to get paid and you are too Whatcha gone do when the gun is pointed at you Like bank robbers Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We gone die) We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot) Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot Hey world Get you a paper turn on the news Ride through the hood I witness the blues How can you ignore it it’s easy to spot it A trap house, a liquor store and your city’s got it And my city’s got it, and they city’s got it This world is chaotic and love is symbolic So life don’t get cherished, and our babies perish And your babies perish now tell me who’s careless Now who should I pray to what should I pray for You can’t pay the preacher for your redemption I know where we’re headed, I already read it The good book done said it Like cowboys and Indians We just living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We gone die, living) Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (I say) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (load it, cock it, aim and shoot) Oh we load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We gone die, living) Ludacris Luda! they say tomorrow’s not promised today But today I promise if we don’t make our own way Somebody’ll take it from us Snatch it like rats to cheese So, lord help me please cause I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees Living like I’m bulletproof Clocking the glock and aim n shoot My future’s ever clear a 180 proof So I open the bottle then swallow my pride And drink the pain away I take shots and just lay up then fade away Dreaming of betta days dreaming of betta pay But we got our work cut out for us so we betta pray Pray to uphold the week, not for eternal sleep But if I die I pray the lord my soul to keep Raheem DeVaughn Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot (I say I load it, cock it, aim and shoot) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (We load it, cock it, aim and shoot) Living like we bulletproof we bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot (Load it, cock it, aim and shoot) We load it, cock it, aim and shoot (Oh lord) Living like we bulletproof |
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from Taio Cruz - Break Your Heart [single] (2009)
Now listen to me baby
Before i love and leave you They call me heartbreaker I dont wanna decieve ya If you fall for me Im not easy to please I might tear you apart Told you from the start Baby form the start I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart Theres no point tryna hide it No point tryna tease me I know i got a problem By doing this behaviour If you fall for me Im not easy to please I might tear you apart Told you from the start Baby form the start I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart Ay and i know karmas gonna get me back for being so cold ay im the big bad wolf i'm born to be and bad to the bone ay If you fall for me im only gonna tear you apart Ay Told you from the start ay Im only gonna break break your break break your heart I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart I'm only gonna break break your break break your heart |
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from Ciara - Fantasy Ride (Digital Deluxe non-iTunes) (2009)
(Ludacris)
Ciara on the track and she from the, the (A!) Ludacris once again and I`m from the, the (A!) Ciara, Ludacris and we gon rep that (A!) (A, A, A, yep!) Let`s Go! (Ciara-verse 1) See me in the club rockin Christian Louboutin I should be a Iraq shawty, cause I am the bomb I got a million-dollar house on my earlobe Boy I know you want it, but what do you got on it? You know me You see Louis Vuittons under my rim You know me Yeah we all singers but I`m not quite like them You know me If he`s a buster then you won`t see me with him Yeah I know you want it, but what do you got on it? (Hook) Cause I`m high price Better have on a hot pair of nikes Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin High price Better have on a hot pair of nikes, Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin Already, A- A- A- Already (holdin) (yep!) A- A- A- A- A- Already (holdin) I got money, I, I, I got (Money) (yep!) Already holdin (Already holdin!) (Yep!) (Verse 2) See me in the drop-head, fresh up out the hair salon Booty look softer than a McDonalds hamburger bun I got the edible dessert on my wrist Please believe I`m a ten, yeah shawty I`m the shit You know me You see Louis Vuittons under my rim You know me Yeah we all singers but I`m not quite like them You know me If he`s a buster then you won`t see me with him Yeah I know you want it, but what do you got on it? (Hook) Cause I`m high price Better have on a hot pair of nikes, Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin High price Better have on a hot pair of nikes, Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin Already, A- A- A- Already (holdin)(yep!) A- A- A- A- A- Already (holdin) I got money, I, I, I got (Money)(yep!) Already holdin (Already holdin!) (Yep!) (Ludacris) Now you can have anything that you want and imma keep throwin ya, throwin ya, throwin ya stacks Do everything that he want Just keep throwin it, throwin it, throwin it back I`m holdin, holdin a hundred grand in my left hand rocks with the right 285 horses, drop-top porsches yep i box through the night Floatin` like a butterfly Sting like a bee for my honey pie I`m Southern-Fly Soon as CiCi sees me she sings me a lullaby And other guys can`t match up to my bank account and its hard to see How I don`t work hard for the money but my money works hard for me (me!) Let`s go on a shopping spree to an expensive place Then I lick you up and I lick you down cuz I love your expensive taste So sweet, Yes bon appetite` I`m a freak, you can see me smilin` Took the money that I got from the verse flew me and CiCi to the Fiji Islands Wildin` all on the beach all in the sheets, preach! Straight shots of saki, I`ll speaks for my team, No papparazzi you freaks Big plans And you know what they say about a man with big hands And my woman is my number-one fan Hotdamn! (Ciara) Cause I`m high price Better have on a hot pair of nikes, Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin High price Better have on a hot pair of nikes, Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin Already, A- A- A- Already (holdin)(yep!) A- A- A- A- A- Already (holdin) I got money, I, I, I got (Money)(yep!) Already holdin (Already holdin!) (Yep!) (Ludacris) Ciara on the track and she from the, the (A!) Ludacris once again and i`m from the, the (A!) Ciara, Ludacris and we gon rep that (A!) (A, A, A, yep!) Let`s Go! |
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from T-Pain - The Instrumentals (2009)
Nuh Nuh Shawty
Nuh Nuh Nuh Shawty Nuh Nuh Nuh Shawty Don't chop me Shawty don't Screw Me Shawty don't chop me Shawty don't Screw Me Shawty don't chop me Shawty don't Screw Me Have you ever seen A dime piece all alone at the bar Straight out of a magazine And you just want to let her know who you are So you say let me buy you a drink Or let a conversation If that's what you want to do And she said love is about to end And you said welcome to my crib And She said I can't leave my friends Now you've offically been chopped and screwed Screwed Screwed Chopped Chopped And Screwed You've offically been Dance Dance Screwed And Ewed Ewed Chopped Screwed Screwed You've offically been chopped and screwed And And Screw Chop Screw Screwed You've offically been Screwed Screwed Screw Screw Chop Chop And Screwed You've officially been dance dance Screwed Have you ever been in the VIP room Of your favorite street club And you got a shawty on you Kissing on your neck Making you feel like she so in love Now you done grabbed you a couple a drinks And you feeling like it's about time to cuddle up And you said shawty what's really up And she takes big sip out yo cup And she said it'll be 60 bucks Now you've officially been chopped and screwed Screwed Screwed Chopped Chopped And Screwed You've officially been Dance Dance Screwed And Ewed Ewed Chopped Screwed Screwed You've officially been chopped and screwed Shawty why you acting all like that Like all you ever really want to do is just doubt me Ludacris can't can't live with out 'em But even more I bet you really can't live with out me You You must of flipped yo wig You got to be out yo mind I chop ch chop You screw You Screw You out of yo out of yo spine Back breaker Put you over my knees Put you on punishment Women and I'll spank ya Have you praising the lord Like thank you thank you Thank you lord I want to thank you But have you ever met a women that will lead you on And still you work instead of please her Have her singing this song Cause all night long She did nothing but flirt and tease ya But I got to admit that I have Put one in the air sit back and I laugh Shawty why do you insist on doing me that bad Probably it's cause the amount of booty that I grab Comming back to haunt me So instead of being put in submission to subdue Guess what dawg Now you've officially been chopped and screwed Screwed Screwed Chopped Chopped And Screwed You've officially been Dance Dance Screwed And Ewed Ewed Chopped Screwed Screwed You've officially been chopped and screwed And And Screw Chop Screw Screwed You've officially been Screwed Screwed Screw Screw Chop Chop And Screwed You've offically been dance dance Screwed Shawty don't Screw Me Sha Shawty don't chop me Shawty Screw Screw Shawty Shawty don't chop Shawty Shawty don't Screw Me Shawty don't chop me don't don't Screw Me Me Me Me Me Me ME |
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from Drama - Gangsta Grillz : The Album Vol.2 (2009)
[Drama in the background] This... could be something big!
[Ludacris verse 1] Don't change the station, I've been impatiently waiting, Pacin', welcome to the danger zone. It's a war goin' on outside And my people gotta paint they faces on. And what I gotta do, And what I gotta do Is work and flip a dolla'. Ain't got no trophies But I got a shelf of empty liquor bottles. Not an alcoholic but alcohol it, Can ease the pain. Drinkin' all my problems away But still prayin' in Jesus' name. Tryna' turn our voices up, And the government tones us down. Now the gats is goin' up, And the hood is goin' down. So the hood is comin' fo' ya' In the streets is hungry goons! Comin' to a neighborhood near you, Today or someday soon. Betta' watch yo' back, watch yo' front, And watch yo' side to side. Betta' grab yo' gat, light that blunt; The streets gon' ride tonight. And I'm just gon' ride it out, 'Til my expiration date. 'Cause I go hard and the paint (?), They softer than paper plates. Make way for the revolution, And yes you should be scurred. 'Cause one way or another... My people will be heard. [Willie the Kid verse 2] Show you what the soldiers see: Embassy, diplomacy, Since seen (?) infantry, Shootin' at the cobra fleet. Deploy shots, similar to airbags, whereas, This hairpin, trigga' split a hair in half. Body bags, fishy like herring, When I'm airin', tear a chair in half. Watchin' Half Baked, At the cabin by the lake. See the blue and white plates, See the wood on the panel. I may be channel oat, Chilly O, flannel coat. Warfare? Never fair, Therefore, I need finer things: Like grenades, tanks, a couple fighter planes. I'm decorated in medals, Stripes like a zebra. And by the way, you rappin' niggas, I don't like you neitha'. I mean, "either," proper gramma', Pop a camera -- man on that rap, DVD propaganda. Yeah, Willie Da Kid, I ain't one for the shenanigans, Nigga strike a pose, leave you froze, like a mannequin. [Busta Rhymes verse 3] (During Kid's last verse) In these times, The economy got niggas thinkin' The worst to make paper. 'Cause somebody ain't accommodatin' niggas Enough for they slave labor. That's when ya' get a nigga thinkin' about Ya' know he gotta' come in to ya'. It's when a nigga throw a ski mask on, Run up in ya' house, and wanna' do dumb shit to ya'. Rollin' the dices with a nigga that be strugglin', Tryna' make it through the crisis. It might just make him wanna' act up a little bit To print another new gas prices. All this fuckery we got goin' on, Indeed it needs to cease. How the hell is THAT ever, ever gonna happen When the value of the dollar keeps decreasin'? Easin' my hand in somebody's pocket (Fuck that!) I gotta' keep eatin. Speakin' for everybody in the struggle like me, We gotta get it even if we cheatin'! Breathin' hard, my mind is blown, Tryin' not to get evicted out my home. But tryna' live when you know a nigga broke Is like tryna' squeeze blood out a stone. But I'm goin' through the drama with DJ Drama (What!?). I do it for my kids and mama (Who!). Leave it to Barack Obama (Yes!), Change is right around the corna'. You tryin' to keep our people sufferin', All I gotta say is if you don't ease up this pressure, I promise somebody gonna' pay! [DJ Drama outro] Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness! Pursuit, huh? See each and every day we all get closer To the real meanin'. Me, myself? I always follow my own path And now I come here to motivate! "To be heard" means to say something of value. So I make this my Life, My liberty, And everday, my pursuit. What about you? Drama, Luda', Willie, Busta, V12, AMG |
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from Ciara - Fantasy Ride (2009)
(Ludacris) Ciara on the track and she from the, the (A!) Ludacris once again and I`m from the, the (A!) Ciara, Ludacris and we gon rep that (A!) (A, A, A, yep!) Let`s Go! (Ciara-verse 1) See me in the club rockin Christian Louboutin I should be a Iraq shawty, cause I am the bomb I got a million-dollar house on my earlobe Boy I know you want it, but what do you got on it? You know me You see Louis Vuittons under my rim You know me Yeah we all singers but I`m not quite like them You know me If he`s a buster then you won`t see me with him Yeah I know you want it, but what do you got on it? (Hook) Cause I`m high price Better have on a hot pair of nikes Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin High price Better have on a hot pair of nikes, Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin Already, A- A- A- Already (holdin) (yep!) A- A- A- A- A- Already (holdin) I got money, I, I, I got (Money) (yep!) Already holdin (Already holdin!) (Yep!) (Verse 2) See me in the drop-head, fresh up out the hair salon Booty look softer than a McDonalds hamburger bun I got the edible dessert on my wrist Please believe I`m a ten, yeah shawty I`m the shit You know me You see Louis Vuittons under my rim You know me Yeah we all singers but I`m not quite like them You know me If he`s a buster then you won`t see me with him Yeah I know you want it, but what do you got on it? (Hook) Cause I`m high price Better have on a hot pair of nikes, Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin High price Better have on a hot pair of nikes, Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin Already, A- A- A- Already (holdin)(yep!) A- A- A- A- A- Already (holdin) I got money, I, I, I got (Money)(yep!) Already holdin (Already holdin!) (Yep!) (Ludacris) Now you can have anything that you want and imma keep throwin ya, throwin ya, throwin ya stacks Do everything that he want Just keep throwin it, throwin it, throwin it back I`m holdin, holdin a hundred grand in my left hand rocks with the right 285 horses, drop-top porsches yep i box through the night Floatin` like a butterfly Sting like a bee for my honey pie I`m Southern-Fly Soon as CiCi sees me she sings me a lullaby And other guys can`t match up to my bank account and its hard to see How I don`t work hard for the money but my money works hard for me (me!) Let`s go on a shopping spree to an expensive place Then I lick you up and I lick you down cuz I love your expensive taste So sweet, Yes bon appetite` I`m a freak, you can see me smilin` Took the money that I got from the verse flew me and CiCi to the Fiji Islands Wildin` all on the beach all in the sheets, preach! Straight shots of saki, I`ll speaks for my team, No papparazzi you freaks Big plans And you know what they say about a man with big hands And my woman is my number-one fan Hotdamn! (Ciara) Cause I`m high price Better have on a hot pair of nikes, Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin High price Better have on a hot pair of nikes, Better buy me anything I like Cause I`m already holdin, holdin Already, A- A- A- Already (holdin)(yep!) A- A- A- A- A- Already (holdin) I got money, I, I, I got (Money)(yep!) Already holdin (Already holdin!) (Yep!) (Ludacris) Ciara on the track and she from the, the (A!) Ludacris once again and i`m from the, the (A!) Ciara, Ludacris and we gon rep that (A!) (A, A, A, yep!) Let`s Go! |
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from Def Jam 25: Volume 5 - The Hit Men (2009)
[Chorus x 2]
I know it's strange But my brain's gone really insane And I'm off the chain Sipping on a fifth of the Golden Grain I feel like slappin' a nigga today (slap, slap) Slappin' a nigga today I feel like slappin' a nigga today (slap, slap) Slappin' a nigga today Slappin' a nigga today This morning I woke up on the wrong side of the bed (bed) I'm sick of people putting lies in my head (head) I don't really wanna work; I'm tired I hate my nine to five And I'm thinking 'bout killin' my boss today Killin' my boss today I'm thinking 'bout killin' my boss today (it's just a thought, man) Killin' my boss today (yeah) Yesterday my best friend died (died) Somebody came and took his life (life) Now I'm looking up at the sky Have you ever seen a grown man cry? And I'm asking, why did you take him away? Why did you take him away? I'm asking, why did you take him away? (Why'd you take him?) Why did you take him away? (Hey) I need some money please (please) I can barely make it on these streets (these streets) 'Cause I got a couple mouths to feed My baby's in dire need So I'm thinking 'bout robbin' a bank today Robbin' a bank today I'm thinking 'bout robbin' a bank today Robbin' a bank today (real talk) Baby mama's at home and fussin' (fussin') Callin' up my mobile, cussin' (cussin') Always yappin' about this and that But she really don't be talkin' 'bout nothin' Somebody take my pain away (Take my pain away) Take my pain away (please) Somebody take my pain away (hey) Take my pain away (I can't take it) [Chorus: x2] Somebody just broke in my ride (ride) Snatched up everything inside (inside) Even got my forty-five How am I supposed to survive When I know that my stereo's taken away Stereo's taken away? When I know that my stereo's taken away (I need my music, man!) Stereo's taken away (hey) Gas prices are way too high Rich people are way too fly And I'm where I wanna be in my life But why am I so behind? Is it 'cause I'm wasting my time away Wasting my time away? Is it 'cause I'm wasting my time away (too lazy) Wasting my time away? (I can't help it) My grand mama's nerves are bad (bad) And everybody in the hood is mad (mad) 'Cause President Bush could give a damn about our ass So I don't wanna hear shit that he has to say (Don't say nothin') Shit that he has to say I don't wanna hear shit that he has to say Shit that he has to say (woo) Troops gone, and we still at war (war) Nobody even really knows what for (what for) Even more I'm scared to find what the world really has in store 'Cause you know that tomorrow's not promised today (it's not promised, man) Tomorrow's not promised today 'Cause you know that tomorrow's not promised today (Live like today could be your last, man!) Tomorrow's not promised today (hey) [Chorus: x4] |
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from Def Jam 25: Volume 4 - It Takes Two PT 2 (2009)
(Intro:)
This that new fire man! Dark child! Disturbing Tha Peace! Shareefa! Here's another one Luda! I told 'em we just getting started man Ay yo I don't think they really understand what this is Bring that back! Ay, Shareefa where you at baby? Let's go! (Verse 1:) Come wit it, need somebody that's real gansta Ain't a toy soldier, a real gangsta Playa, holdin' me down like an anchor I need a pappi, somebody I call daddy Hustla, any hood he's a boss-a Trapper, under the rugs he got stacks-a Never see movies, don't like them actors That's just what I go after That's what I need (Hook:) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough (hey!) You know that he'll (pay!) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fake thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough like (hey!) That drives me crazy! Hey yo Dark child, bring that back! (Verse 2:) Stop it, anything I want I cop it I just want somebody to get fly wit I got what I need, but can you top it? Yes I'm a hot chick, somebody you can ride wit Got hips, all the boys want me to drop it So thick, niggas be buggin, I own it I may be young, but I know what I want If you show me baby, you can get on So come on That's just one of the things I need Only one I'm pleasing is me Unpredictable, yeah that's me I can't help it, that's so sexy (Hook:) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough (hey!) You know that he'll (pay!) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fake thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough like (hey!) That drives me crazy! (Ludacris:) I'm the number one hustler of the century S-s-see me in your dreams I'm the boss of all bosses K-k-king of all kings I'm your favorite rapper's idol I been had the title Call me hot 16 wit more verses than the Bible 15 bank accounts, 10 different businesses 5 different lawyers, tell 'em what the business is I live down the block, was raised up the street Want beef? I'll do like summertime and raise up the heat I'm the leader of the pack, plus I'm still in the slums Man I was built Ford tough, I'm as real as they come But fake thugs love to hate, some punks be ice grillin' me Cuz I g-g-got assets, no liabilities Now to infinity, grown women be feelin' me And they ain't got nothin' to lose but they virginity Still the Lova Lova, so give me a couple rubbers I'll get 'em in a room, and Luda will make 'em studder like.. (Hook:) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fakes thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough (hey!) You know that he'll (pay!) I-I-I-I-I-I I be buggin' Cuz all these fake thugs is tryna press up I need a boss like (hey!) Who's flossing like (hey!) Tossin' dough like (hey!) That drives me crazy! (Repeat) |
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from Def Jam 25: Volume 1 (DJ Bring That Back) (2008-1997) (2009)
[Ludacris] + (Sandy Coffee) Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Say it (make love to me) Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! What? (fuck, meee!) Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Say it (make love to me) Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! What? (fuck, meee!) [Chorus: repeat 2X] I'm bout to throw some game, they both one and the same Cupid's the one to blame - say it (make love to me) I'm bout to shed some light, cause each and every night You gotta do it right - what? (fuck, meee!) [Verse One] They want it nice and slow, kiss 'em from head to toe Relax and let it go - say it (make love to me) They want it now and fast, grabbin and smackin ass You gotta make it last - what? (fuck, meee!) Together holdin hands, you out there spendin grands And makin family plans - say it (make love to me) Don't have to straighten facts, don't want no strings attached Just scratches on your BACK - what? (fuck, meee!) Ex's ain't actin right, and you so glad to fight Dinner's by candlelight - say it (make love to me) She got a nigga whipped, down to ya fingertips Tryin that freaky shit - what? (fuck, meee!) Turn on some Babyface, just for your lady's sake You call her babycakes - say it (make love to me) Know how to mack a broad, she's on your sack and balls You call her Jabberjaws - what? (fuck, meee!) [Chorus] [Verse Two] You bout to buy a ring, she needs the finer things Gucci designer frames - say it (make love to me) Purchase a nasty flick, wrap up and tie her quick Know how to drive a stick - what? (fuck, meee!) You both unite as one, you the moon and she's your sun Your heart's a beating drum - say it (make love to me) You better not of came, she want to feel the pain Then hear her scream your name - what? (fuck, meee!) Follow this DICK-tionary, you're both some visionaries Then do it missionary - say it (make love to me) I hear 'em call da wild, and do it all the while Doggy and FROGGY style - what? (fuck, meee!) You in between the sheets, lickin and eatin sweets And what you find you keep - say it (make love to me) You do it standin up, orgasms hand 'em up Y'all just don't GIVE A FUCK - what? (fuck, meee!) [Chorus] [Verse Three] You wanna tell the world, cause she's your favorite girl Your diamond and your pearl - say it (make love to me) Nobody has to know, just keep it on the low And meet 'em right at fo' - what? (fuck, meee!) Nothin but fights and fussin, plus there's a lot of cussin Just grab ahold of SOMETHIN - say it (make love to me) Y'all do that BAD stuff, she like it rammed up Ropes and HANDCUFFS - what? (fuck, meee!) [Chorus] |
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from The Game - LAX [International Version] (2008)
[The Game]
You see that cherry red Phantom on them big ass wheels, You see I be playing with them cars, I'm like a big ass kid, Crazy with that cap gun, so if we play cops and robbers, I'll show you how to pop revolvers, Fitted cap too big, so it cover my eyes, That lambo? That ain't shit, just a public disguise, And that top model chick, she for the diamond lane, And I be driving all crazy cuz my diamond chain is (bright), As them Las Vegas lights, it be the same in California when I'm riding at night, In New York, I be in Midtown, up and down Broadway, Having meetings all day, baby my future is (bright) As Lebron's, take off on anybody Tyra Banks on my arm, and we'll crash any party, Yeah, making it rain, ain't got shit on me. The way I ball, the fuckin owner should come sit on me. Yeah, I'm fresh out of jail, you shoulda knew I was back Turn on the radio it's a rap. [Ludacris] [Talking] Just touched down at L.A.X. LUDA! What up Game? Fresh out huh? Don't you hear it? That nigga named Luda, Slicker than Rick the Ruler, whoop ass like Lex Luger, My money long, your shit is shorter than Oompa Loompas, And I'll superman, yuuuh, that ass like Lex Luther, Shoot you then say me gusta, I'll take you to meet ya maker, My dick's the Staples Center, I'll take you to see the Lakers, Swoosh! On that Cali kush, smoking like a muffler, So many red flags I coulda swore I was in Russia, Game! I got the fame and the fortune, Compton is scorchin, Get rid of bullets, my gun keeps havin' abortions, I ain't havin it, see em in the dead zone, Fake dope boys is more bass up in my head phones, Adjust your treble, I'm heavier than metal, My verses are hot as shit like I recorded with the devil, I'm on another level, they stuck on the elevator, And I'm about to blow this bitch, Game press the detonator, like Fresh out of Georgia, ya heard I was back, turn on the radio, it's a rap. [The Game] See I'm come from the bottom and they call me The Game, But I'm just happy that Beyonce know my name, I took that Dr Dre money and I bought me chain, Then I bought me a house, then I bought me a Range, Then I bought me a pussy, then I bought me some brains, But I ain't buyin' that the best rappers is Kanye and Wayne, See both of them niggas spit, but yall act like you don't hear me spit, Like sellin' 7 million records ain't the shit, I don't win no Grammies, nigga I'm too gangsta, And poppin crystal with Irv don't make me a wanksta, See I'm California certified, my niggas make the murder rise, Readin my fan mail in jail, Buck told Curtis bye, So I'mma break it down for them niggas in the South, Slow it down but this Rolls Phatom grill in my mouth, Throw the Prada slippers on, when I walk in my house, P Diddy and Tommy Lee know what I'm talking about, I'm fresh out of jail, you shoulda knew I was back Turn on the radio it's a rap. |
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from Ludacris - Theater Of The Mind (2008)
[Ludacris] + (The Game)
I just touched down in killa Cali, strapped up my boots Got scooped up by Game so I hopped up in the Coupe (Ahh, whattup nigga?) What the hell is goin on? I'm tryin to ease back and get my head in the zone (Then where the fuck you tryin to go?) Nigga this yo' city Anywhere, I'm just tryin to see some ass and titties So fool mash the gas, the night is young All bullshit aside I'm tryin to have some fun Hit the hop in Lakewood, or ride down Slausson Or the casino, they say it's just like Compton (ha ha) Really doesn't matter, long as shots don't rang out (Nigga I stay strapped, I don't wanna pull the thang out) Well keep the heat heat right up under the seat And let's roll to Roscoe's and grab somethin to eat But check your rearview mirror, I swear somebody's followin Rollin in that dark blue SS Impala and All up on the bumper, man I'm just sayin Tell me you know this nigga (nah, they better stop playin) He sped up around and drove right in front of us Could be one-time just tryin to bust one of us 'Til he smashed the brakes and we almost hit him Throwin signs out the window like somethin was wrong wit him Before we jump out and get ready to clown (Nigga call up the homies, it's about to go down) [Chorus: Ludacris] + (The Game) Keep one eye open cause the streets don't sleep (If the streets get hungry then the streets gon' eat) That's why I keep some heat and a couple of rounds, nigga (Call up the homies, it's about to go down) Call up the homies, it's about to go down? (Yeah, call up the homies, it's about to go down) Yeah that's why I keep some heat and a couple of rounds Nigga call up the homies, it's about to go DOWN [The Game] + (Ludacris) Somebody tell Luda I'm on the way now (aight) Just stepped one size 12 Air Force One in the A-Town (ha ha ha) And you know where I'm headed To the Lennox Mall to get it done head to toe NWA style (do it) Keep it gangsta from the waist down And this chrome trey-pound got me feelin Atlanta +Brave+ now (right) Disturbin' Tha Peace, I'll let the lead spray I'm startin to love this place, they even got Red Clay (okay) Hit a different strip club e'ry day (yeah) And I don't make it rain, it's a hurricane on the way (ha ha ha) And I got the A-Town pump It'll make your whole body do the A-Town stomp (woo!) Then it's off to the Waffle House And pancake mix ain't the only thing comin out her mouth And her 42 D's comin out her blouse Her baby daddy comin in (Game, get out the house, and) [Chorus] [Ludacris] Yeah, I'm in a real-life movie, so this is take three When Luda step foot out in Phoenix, A-Z Superbowl super hoes, rappers on stroll So I put the call in to Willy Northpole [Willy Northpole] + (Ludacris) Woo, big homie I got ya, stick to you like a cactus Walk up to the 'burbs city Chris take off your jacket I know you kinda used to big booties in the club But ain't nothin wrong to have a lil' sauce in your blood I see a couple thugs with some bitch tendencies My town, but I still got Phoenix enemies (yup) Haters wanna stop 'em and I really wanna pop 'em But it's hard to fight back when you got an album droppin (connects) We in South Phoenix, niggaz Africa bang Matter fact, Chris, tuck in your Africa chain (what?) Cause I see some niggaz starin at us with a lame frown I'ma call up the homies (it's about to go DOWN) [Chorus: Ludacris] + (Willy Northpole) Keep one eye open cause the streets don't sleep (If the streets get hungry then the streets gon' eat) That's why I keep some heat and a couple of rounds, nigga (Call up the homies, it's about to go down) Call up the homies, it's about to go down? (Yeah, call up the homies, it's about to go down) Yeah that's why I keep some heat and a couple of rounds Nigga call up the homies, it's about to go DOWN |
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from Ludacris - Theater Of The Mind (2008)
[Ludacris]
Ha ha ha ha ha, yeah, ahhhh [Chorus: Jamie Foxx] Sim-p-ly marvelous (That's what you are, that's what you are, that's what you are) More than outrageous (ooh ooh) That's what you are Beyond incredible, yeah yeah (That's what you are, that's what you are, that's what you are) Now that's contagious (ooh ooh) Ooooh that's what you are (hey) [Ludacris] Luda! I must admit that you are truly somethin special So hop up in my vessel, let's wrestle like I'm The Rock (Rock) Deep in your ocean I'ma find your buried treasure So hop up on the dresser, throw your legs up to the top (top) Stretch it out like calisthenics Bet it that Luda wet it and get it and have somebody call the medic (medic!) My head is in the right direction My quarter's in your jukebox, girl you are my #1 selection I play you over and over, put your head on my shoulder Slide down and give me head in the Rover (Rover) And I'm a soldier, see it ain't no limits to the things we could do And I made this record for you So that we could break it down to the nitty-gritty one time And when it comes to the sexin I get busy with mine So you get busy with yours, I guess we destined to see Baby girl, you are destined to be [Chorus] [Ludacris] Yeah, uhh Uh, so supernatural, wonderful and miraculous You got me buggin off yo' attractiveness like WHOA (whoa) So precise, so fine in yo' position that my unanimous decision is to never say no (no) You got me strung like a guitar Playin the sweetest melody is definitely heavenly by far (far) Further than the moon - and I never fake it but I take it when you get naked cause your body's like BOOM! (boom!) How could I resist it? I'll be there in an instant When you call like tornadoes you got me twisted I know you missed it, so I'ma give it good You'll go ballistic, because I give it hood Just like a nigga would, and like a nigga should If you hear screamin then Luda's up yo' neighborhood Good gracious, yeah I do it right And all night, you are [Chorus] [Jamie Foxx] Yeah, it's courageous how you drop the phone and rush over Crazy how you make me high when I'm sober Just when I thought, I've seen it all You put it down on meeeee It's contagious how your lips make me lose composure Addicted to the kisses, your blow got me swoll up There's only one, my champion That's what you are to meeee, yeah Ooooooh yeah [Chorus] - 2X w/ ad libs |
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from Ludacris - Theater Of The Mind (2008)
Spike Lee
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Hip-hop nation, this is Spizike Lee Been sleepin for too long Wake up, Wake up Ludacris Wake up!!! Wake up!!! I see the sunshine gazing through the window pane (yeah) Blazin like indo flame; it's to wake up come to yo' sense man Snow is all around you, but you don't play in the winter games Cartridges surround you, but you ain't playin Nintendo games Load 'em up and fill 'em up, to the top before you cock and aim Tryna get from the bottom to the top, like the stock exchange Shower shit and shave and hit the corner for a block exchange Amazing what my people'll do for some pocket change But maybe this ain't the life that you chose (chose) This is the life where you stay strapped and pack a knife or end up with a blooded nose Street survivor or survivor of the streets (streets) And only the strong survive, there's no survival for the weak (weak) Catch a sneak peak of DEATH if you ain't on ya PS and ... They carry banana clips and niggaz'll peel you for ya shoes It's the blues, but not on hill street Hmm, you could call it, kill or be killed street Lost a pint of blood, let it spill street Stop and wake up Wake Up!! They say my folks'll do whatever for the fortune and the fame (fame) And it'll take a FORTUNE to get rid of all the pain, but I'm sayin Use your brain homie, do the right thang (Lemme talk to 'em) Use your brain homie, do the right thang (Lemme talk to 'em) You say the only family that you got is in a gang (gang) And the only way to make it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin Use your brain homie, do the right thang (Lemme talk to 'em) Use your brain homie, do the right thang (Lemme talk to 'em) Common I've been in this 'ere since we were drinkin beers Years we've spent together, used to break up, get together, split a fight Every night, gettin cheddar, movin white Our thang, so we had to "Do it Right" like Spike Holdin 40s, gettin green on acres, these broads were our mules That's when we used to serve in front of Commonwealth School Fuel for cars and jewels, chains and tools It was organized crime but we remained confused Mom in the pews, singin, Lord, protect 'em You might not agree with our views, but you had to respect 'em Diamonds in the rough, but were we reflectin' a system that's abrupt, the streets, or no pressure one morning in the mirror I seen my reflection a young man with good spirits, but needed direction I guess my man's death, was my resurrection 'cause now I hear him sayin from heaven, "Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up! They say my folks'll do whatever for the fortune and the fame (fame) And it'll take a FORTUNE to get rid of all the pain, but I'm sayin Use your brain homie, do the right thang (Lemme talk to 'em) Use your brain homie, do the right thang You say the only family that you got is in a gang (gang) And the only way to make it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin Use your brain homie, do the right thang (Lemme talk to 'em) Use your brain homie, do the right thang Ludacris I, woke up this morning and got a call My pot'nah said he had news about a girl named Baby Doll She got fo' baby daddies - fo' kids by fo' different men And she just found out she's pregnant, I said, No, not again Man, when she gonna learn she don't wanna spend her life in court Lookin for back payments and fightin for that child supports Chasin checks, chasin her ounce of respect, chasin paper Chasin entertainers or rappers and ball players Not carin about a condom, I say, help her Lord, please (please) 'fore she stuck wit mo' babies or ends up fightin some disease You know that you a momma and mommas, we cain't lose ya (no!) Treat yourself better, you carry seeds to the future And the future looks dim if we don't get ourselves together We gotta sacrifice, some do whatever for the cheddar So make the right decisions 'til you ready to give birth And know that you the most precious gift we have on this earth Babies, stop and wake up Wake Up They say my folks'll do whatever for the fortune and the fame And it'll take a FORTUNE to get rid of all the pain, but I'm sayin Use your brain baby, do the right thang (Lemme talk to 'em) Use your brain baby, do the right thang You say you want a family but it's hard without a mayne And the only way to make it is to get him fo' his change, but I'm sayin Use your brain baby, do the right thang (Lemme talk to 'em) Use your brain baby, do the right thang (Lemme talk to 'em) Spike Lee Wake up, wake up It's a new day! C'mon brothers, wake up C'mon sisters, wake up ATL, wake up, wake up, baby Chi-Town, wake up wake up Brooklyn's in the house! Wake up, Brooklyn! Ludacris! Common Sense and me, Spike Lee Ludacris Always do the right thang I got it, I'm gone |
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from Ludacris - Theater Of The Mind (2008)
{*audience cracks up and applauds*}
[Chris Rock - Intro] 2010, that's right, we in the future Atlanta, Georgia MILLIONS of albums sold, MILLIONS of moneys rolled I see why +Everybody Hates Chris+ - YA LIGHT-SKINNED BIATCH!! (SING ALONG WITH MEEEEEE...) {Cannon...} [Chorus] Say, "FUCK you, Luda!" - (FUCK YOU, LUDA!) Say, "FUCK you, Luda!" - (FUCK YOU, LUDA!) Say, "FUCK you, Luda!" - (FUCK YOU, LUDA!) Yeah, I guess that's why +Eveybody Hates Chris+ Say, "FUCK you, Luda!" - (FUCK YOU, LUDA!) Say, "FUCK you, Luda!" - (FUCK YOU, LUDA!) Say, "FUCK you, Luda!" - (FUCK YOU, LUDA!) Yeah, I guess that's why +Everybody Hates 'Cris+ [Ludacris - Verse 1ne] Hey! Okay now, this is for the Gs' and this is for the hustlers This is for the diamonds and the WATCH all clustered spread 'em like mustard (yep!), canary yellow Now women in my face like "HELLO?" (Waddup?) Yea, I'm sort of a big deal (deal) These Giovanni rims are sort of a big wheel (wheel) This five course dinner is sort of a big meal (meal) This Bentley GT can make Luda disappear faster than David COPPERFIELD, mutha-FUCKA! ...Hahaha I'm talkin five star tellys, and Penthouse Suites Yea, I'm just a +Playboy+ between +Penthouse+ sheets (okay!) Hit the club and go and party with some Penthouse freaks (say what?) Party with Britney, Lindsay and Paris together Get in line and buyin bottles that's taller than Chris Webber And makin haters sneeze from diamonds and sick leathers 'cause my ice gives 'em cold as if they under the weather (cool!) but my women keep me warmer than a POLO sweater - they better (I guess that's why +Eveybody Hates Chris+) [Chorus] [Ludacris - Verse 2wo] Hey, now I stay fresh to death draped in gangsta fits (okay) Over twelve million sold, I drop gangsta hits (yes sir!) Live in mansions and drive around in gangsta whips You would swear I'm 'bout to get into some gangsta shit Oh no! Here comes trouble, my vision is skewed I can only see in doubles, two models, two bottles that'll pop like bubbles, and when I get home {Two...one...zero..} the girls' tops lift off like air space shuttles {Liftoff (*rocket flies*)} (And I guess that's why +Eveybody Hates Chris+) It's sixty seconds 'til BLAST off! My car got a face lift and took its mask off Tint so dark it look like I took the glass off The body was white for eight weeks befo' I finally decided to take its cast off (whoo!) Now it's blacker than a bottomless pit You talk shit you'll end up, wit bottomless lip (BLAOW!) I hit a nigga so hard, I'll make him swallow his spit (BLAOW!) Then I be wit Bobby V. on that +Anonymous+ shit - ya hear me? (And I guess that's why +Eveybody Hates Chris+) [Chorus] [Ludacris - Verse 3hree] Hey... (Let's go!) I go for BROKE like TLC The hottest nigga on the mic - yeah, I believe that's me (Me, bay-bay!) Now all the ladies wanna give a lil' T.L.C. (C'mon, girl) 'cause Luda was set for LIFE after three LPs' (Ching!) - Yep! Still countin, still climbin the charts and rappers still talkin shit like they was rhymin in farts (Waddup?) I cross the finish line twice, they still tryin to start (Nope!) But my infrared beam will make 'em shine in the dark (BLAOW!) (And I guess that's why +Eveybody Hates Chris+) [Chorus] [Chris Rock - Outro] I never did like this motherfucker.. The only rapper that, goes to the airport without a gun in his bag {*audience laughs*} WHAT THE FUCK?? You tryin to stay outta jail? How DARE you?! {*audience laughs*} He got six albums, what you tryin to fill up an iPod, nigga?! {*audience laughs*} Ludacris, onstage at the Oscars GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!! That nigga onstage at the Oscars I don't like it, I don't like it one motherfuckin bit Taking parts, from good actors {*audience laughs*} This motherfucker can't act Ah, "Hustle & Flow" - NIGGA, YOU +PLAYED+ YOURSELF! {*audience cracks up and applauds*} Nigga...How DARE you?! {*appluads continues 'til the end of the song*} |
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from Ludacris - Theater Of The Mind (2008)
[Ludacris]
Now this is what they call poetry in motion My soul bleeds on the paper, heart screams with emotion It's my daily devotion that verses stay deeper then the ocean So hip hop you owe me a promotion Yea I do a little boastin' and braggin' Whats all the commotion and naggin' about Cause I'm still the champ in the south Cause rappers get in the booth and I keep draggin' 'em out Where they firin' these pink slips I'm handin' 'em out Cause this is Theater of the Mind Consider it a sign of whats to come next My moneys just fine, bank filled with dumb checks Terrorist threat flow, proceed to drop bombs like Mr. Funk Flex But I don't do it for the money, I do it from the heart I do it with the beatbox, I did it from the start I do it for the DJs, I do it for the charts The Van Gogh flow, Luda do it cause it's art I do it for the fans, I do it on command I do it for the front row, I do it for the stands I spit it for the hood, I do it for the block And since nine years old, I did it for hip hop! I don’t do for the cars and the fancy drops I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop And I don’t do for the chains and the flashin’ rocks I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop [Nas] They say I’m so low key, I’m socially awkward Only niggas who really know me who I talk with They smile in the light, hate in the dark You call it beef to me it's just a fuckin’ walk in the park Because you are who you are when nobody's lookin' That's who you are so when the cash and the cars is gone The day after tomorrow, don’t be askin’ to borrow Ski maskin’ it hard like the way you rap in your bars I could ride on you and whoever, devise new endeavors I’m as live as a hive full of predators Twenty thousands different species of bees Some have poisonous sting, some just pollinate leafs Like rap, some just buzz some will attack Compromise their own life in fact Sixteen years since my first sixteen Pardon the rest of my niggas But I’m the best whoever did it [Ludacris] I don’t do for the cars and the fancy drops [Nas] I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop [Ludacris] I do it for hip-hop And I don’t do for the chains and the flashin’ rocks [Nas] I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop [Jay-Z] Hip-hop, started out in the park We used to do it to avoid the Narcs I used to do it so the homeboy Clark can get the fuck off my back while I knocked off these packs I used to rap to impress my friends To pass the time while I was gettin’ it in Just so happens I’m so illegal with the pen they ain’t want me doing anything illegal again I lost a lot of dogs to these streets I got Grammy awards on these beats Thank God for Cool Herc Without this shit I probably woulda got murked Shout outs to Grandmaster Flash and the cash And even Jaz bum ass Hip hop helped me wash my rocks These other rappers couldn’t wash my socks That’s why I took the number one slot The realest shit in rap comes from my voice box Lord knows when I was on my clock I probably never woulda stopped Thank God for hip-hop [Ludacris] I don’t do for the cars and the fancy drops [Jay-Z] I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop [Ludacris] I do it for hip-hop And I don’t do for the chains and the flashin’ rocks [Jay-Z] I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop [All] I do it for hip-hop [Ludacris] I don’t do for the cars and the fancy drops I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop And I don’t do for the chains and the flashin’ rocks I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop |
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