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from 레인보우 로망스 (Rainbow Romance) [ost] (2006)
I'm watchin' day time TV
I'm young and I'm restless I'm on no sunset beach I'm burning up here in Texas Paranoia on day street Not enough to eat too many burgers and these fries Are makin' me crazy It's kinda strange growin' up here Never less safe but don't be afraid You gotta take what you get here Cause nobodies gonna change their ways Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I'm an American girl This Disney World's your underworld Try to escape it Just face it You American girl Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na We all have the same dream We wake up on a reality series in a taxi cab confessing We're having to much Sex in the City With our prepaid cellular phones We call apartment homes by the time We're fourteen Yeah were already grown Where we'll end up from here Well we don't really care Oh we tear up everything It's a love so be here Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I'm an American girl This Disney World's your underworld Try to escape it Just face it You American girl Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I'm an American girl This Disney World's your underworld Try to escape it Just face it You American girl Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na From Hooters to looters We're drowning in beer You're ruder I'm cruder You're blurred and I'm clear You're not helping me here Cause we're living in fear I'm not judging you But I'll push you and push you Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I'm an American girl This Disney World's your underworld Try to escape it Just face it You American girl Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I'm an American girl This Disney World's your underworld Try to escape it Just face it You American girl |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
(Intro)
Boys stop It's about to be a girlfight Hey, some new shit, yeah Brooke Valentine, what? It's about to be a what? Big boi, Lil Jon! Sending this out to all the ladies that got beef with another bitch Uh huh, just walk to that bitch and tell her, whatcha' tell her? (Chorus) It's about to be a what? Girlfight! We bout to throw dem bows We bout to swing dem thangs We bout to throw dem bows We bout to swing dem thangs It's about to be a what? Girlfight! (Verse 1) There she go talkin' her mess All around town making me stress, I need to get this off my chest And if her friend want some then she'll be next It really ain't that complicated Y'all walk around looking all frustrated Want some plex come on let's make it Ya acting real hard but I know ya fakin' (Hook) Know you really don't wanna step to this Really don't know why you talk this shit You about to catch one right in the lip It's about to be a what? Girlfight! Know you really don't wanna step to this Really don't know why you talk this shit You about to catch one right in the lip It's about to be a what? Girlfight! (Chorus) It's about to be a what? Girlfight! We bout to throw dem bows We bout to swing dem thangs We bout to throw dem bows We bout to swing dem thangs It's about to be a what? Girlfight! (Verse 2) We on our way to ya neighborhood The reason why we comin' is understood Me and my girls we down to ride So when you hear us pull up bring ya butt outside And if you try to call yo cousin and nem Don't forget that I got some of dem Bout to go real hard bout to swang dem thangs Bout to feel elbows all in ya brain (Hook) Know you really don't wanna step to this Really don't know why you talk this shit You about to catch one right in the lip It's about to be a what? Girlfight! (Chorus) It's about to be a what? Girlfight! We bout to throw dem bows We bout to swing dem thangs We bout to throw dem bows We bout to swing dem thangs It's about to be a what? Girlfight! (Bridge) Oh I know you don't want me to split ya dome Girl you makin me really mad... Oh I know you don't want me to split ya dome I'm about to bruise ya face and it's sad... (Big Boi) Oh snap, these bitches they act like cats In the middle of the dance floor now they preparing to scrap They takin out their scrunchies and pullin off their press-ons The one on the right is the girlfriend and the one the left is another woman Someone please call securty, these girls too perty, To get down to the nitty titty I mean the nitty gritty I mean her titties pretty I'm trippin being silly willy, man don't let them hoes fight (Chorus) It's about to be a what? Girlfight! We bout to throw dem bows We bout to swing dem thangs We bout to throw dem bows We bout to swing dem thangs It's about to be a what? Girlfight! Don't act like you don't know We right outside yo door See you peekin' out the window I know you ain't talking noise no more Don't act like you don't know We right outside yo door See you peekin' out the window I know you ain't talking noise no more Bitch come outside (Outro) (Subliminal!) Don't act like you don't see me It's about to be a...Girlfight |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
I'm getting off about six
I'm rollin' trough da hood all anxious Hitting up a party without a care I told my girls "I'll meet ya there!" Tell me what sitting at home has done for u lately Pick up your rump shake a leg bounce to the beat Don't know why your posted up on your feet 'Cause it's so hot in here I know you can feel the heat I'm feeling good I'm looking good I'm pedicured I think I'm ready We're the fliest chicks up in the spot From coast to coast we hold it down fa sho My money, my hair, my nails fixed, my walk, My clothes, my limp, my girls, no man Don't need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis U wanna taste of dis U wanna taste of dis I can tell you really wanna taste of dis Better get on up I'ma make u dance Watch back I'ma make u dance This junk in da trunk will put a bump in ya pants It's like Oh! Yeah-Yeah I know u wanna taste of dis I can read your mind I can read your lips It's like Oh! Yeah-Yeah The party so packed people standing out in the streets The guys are checkin' me out Even the girls are lookin' I'm not getting off the floor til I feel the burn in me Just might take a fella home If he know how to work that thang I'm feeling good I'm looking good I'm pedicured I think I'm ready We're the fliest chicks up in the spot From coast to coast we hold it down fa sho My money, my hair, my nails fixed, my walk, My clothes, my limp, my girls, no man Don't need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
I loved you
I loved you before I knew you lied I've always been right here So don't you try to deny I've been right by your side Then you started to tell the truth About all the girls you knew I was already over heels for you I just don't know what to do Oh I I try but I can't shake you Oh I I'm in love with you I'm in love with you Leave me alone stay out late but don't even call As long as you come home Tell me you love me when you don't at all As long as you come home Say you were when you wasn't hangin' out with your boys As long as you come home Boy you do you will you won't or you don't As long as you come home Come tell me all of those sweet lies You used to whisper in my ear I don't wanna fight I just want you near Don't need my girls telling me How stupid I am Want everybody just to let me be I'm staying with my man Oh I I try but I can't shake you Oh I I'm in love with you I'm in love with you Leave me alone stay out late but don't even call As long as you come home Tell me you love me when you don't at all As long as you come home Say you were when you wasn't hangin' out with your boys As long as you come home Boy you do you will you won't or you don't As long as you come home Come home come home come home Come home as long as you come home I love you I wish that you could give up those streets As long as you come home Tell me you love me As long as you come home Say you were As long as you come home Boy you do you Come home |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
(Intro) (Dirt McGirt)
This is Dirt McGirt B. Valentine Yo, baby You know one thing that I always be letting you know in you heart You know when I tell I love you and that I care that I do, darlin' Come on (Verse 1) You come to question me and put me on the stand I deny everything and lie as fast as I can (Pre-hook) Ya ask me 21 questions and I start to sweatin' cause I don't have the answers you need So you ask me where I was and I say I can't remember You get mad at me (Hook) Boy, you know I love ya Boy you know I love ya like La la la la la la la But you always talkin' Boy you always talkin' sounds like Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah (Dirt McGirt) Why she keep talking to me this way? (Verse 2) Don't ask me where I'm goin' cause I'll never tell the truth You said you won't get mad if I'm honest with you (Pre-hook) Ya ask me 21 questions and I start to sweatin' cause I don't have the answers you need So you ask me where I was and I say I can't remember You get mad at me (Hook) Boy, you know I love ya Boy you know I love ya like La la la la la la la But you always talkin Boy you always talkin sounds like Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah (Vamp) You comin here talkin' Askin' me questions Drivin' me crazy And it don't feel like la la la to me You makin' me scream You make me sick And i just can't handle it Its blah blah blah to me! (Dirt McGirt) Yo, Yo Hold on, B Hey listen All I'm asking you is this one question You say you love me, girl But if you really love me, you wouldn't treat me this way So, where have you been? This is ol' dirty dog talkin' to you, sweetheart Don't steer me the blah blah blah's cause I'm not hearin' for it So just tell me Now you know I'm in love with you And you know you my sexy So, treat me that way, please? (Hook) Boy, you know I love ya Boy you know I love ya like La la la la la la la But you always talkin Boy you always talkin sounds like Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah (Vamp) You comin here talkin' Askin' me questions Drivin' me crazy And it don't feel like la la la to me You makin' me scream You make me sick And i just can't handle it Its blah blah blah to me! (Dirt McGirt) aaaaaahhhhh, yeeeeaahh |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
I wish I could be
That girl in the magazine everybody sees She so pretty I wish I could be When I close my eyes I see What you want me to be That girl Wish I could be your Cover Girl Mascara and lipstick I would be so pretty A little blush not too much Maybe you know this That I could be your Cover Girl For accept me for me Cover Girl Cover Girl Boy when you're alone with me I'm takin' good care of you Givin' everything you need I don't know If it's good enough for you Cause you're always in the TV When you're right here next to me I know I'm not Halle Berry girls from videos I just want to be someone you can hold I just want to be someone for you Baby baby Wish I could be your Cover Girl Mascara and lipstick I would be so pretty A little blush not too much Maybe you know this That I could be your Cover Girl For accept me for me Me Cover Girl Cover Girl Boy I love you Just the way you are And if you feel the same way about me Beauty is only skin deep baby Boy I don't need accesories to magnify money Could you just love what you see Cover girl Yo Cover Girl Mascara Mascara and lipstick and lipstick I would be so oh pretty A little blush not too much Maybe you know this That I could be your Cover Girl For accept me for me I can be I can be Your Cover Girl Your Cover Girl Mascara and my lipstick I'd be so oh pretty I can be everything You need you need I can be be For you baby Your Cover Girl Cover Girl Cover Girl Cover Girl Cover Girl Cover Girl Cover Girl Cover Girl |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
(Intro:)
(Jermaine:) U know what this is Hey, oh (Brooke:) Yeah, play on playa (Jermaine:) Hey (Hook:) Playa where u come from? Where did u get that body? Shawty u got ya girl gone I wanna know where.... Playa where did u get that look? Baby, u got beautiful written all over you I wanna know where.... (Verse 1:) Sexy daddy can I kick it to u? Shawty tell me ya name I'm lookin' for a pretty thug And I think I found one so tell me whats the deal with ya Shawty can I wear your chain? Don't mean to be to forward But u got me on one (B-Sec:) Cause u are what I need And I got what u want Why don't u try it baby I know you'll like it baby It feels so good Oh so good Fits so perfect Like I knew you would (I wanna know) (Hook:) Playa where u come from? Where did u get that body? Shawty u got ya girl gone I wanna know where.... Playa where did u get that look? Baby, u got beautiful written all over you I wanna know where.... (Verse 2:) Now I ain't got the words To describe how u feel So baby just say the word And we can get outta here Cause I wanna luv u So right do it all night U are the truth And I can't, can't deny it (B-Sec:) Cause u are what I need And I got what u want Why don't u try it baby I know you'll like it baby It feels so good Oh so good Fits so perfect Like I knew you would (I wanna know) (Hook:) Playa where u come from? Where did u get that body? Shawty u got ya girl gone I wanna know where.... Playa where did u get that look? Baby, u got beautiful written all over you I wanna know where.... (Breakdown:) We like chain playa's shinin' clean Screwed up tape throwed off that lean So where u at playa? (Where u at?) We like em rollin' swisha sweets We like dem balla's makin' "green" So where u at playa? (Where u at?) (Jermaine Dupri Rap:) I was at a jam the other night I was sippin' on three And the feelin' was right I met a little sumthin' tryna do a little sumthin' Man shawty had her own look planned She was pullin' on a nigga Hand playin' with a nigga Pants all up on me When we started to dance First I just thought she was just playin' wit me Until I heard all the stuff she was sayin' to me Like... (Hook:) Playa where u come from? Where did u get that body? Shawty u got ya girl gone I wanna know where.... Playa where did u get that look? Baby, u got beautiful written all over you |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
Oh
they gon' know who we are Oh They gon' know who we are we're the ones you used to run from everyday at school lookin so fresh so clean so cool still a menace to society but that's fine with me cause we still fly as can be Oh C'mon work that body c'mon get naughty C'mon work that body c'mon get nuaghty Oh C'mon work that body c'mon get naughty C'mon work that body c'mon get nuaghty Bet all ya'll folks won't admit it but they wanna get in if you wanna get wit it We ghetto superstarz see way back then they didn't know about we girls used to throw down but I bet you they know now we ghetto superstarz we're actin bad we're ghetto fabulous ridin' in our cadillacs on the east head to the west If your armpits smellin good throw your hands up for your hood might be misunderstood if you don't wanna roll you should Oh C'mon work that body c'mon get naughty C'mon work that body c'mon get nuaghty Oh C'mon work that body c'mon get naughty C'mon work that body c'mon get nuaghty Bet all ya'll folks won't admit it but they wanna get in if you wanna get wit it We ghetto superstarz see way back then they didn't know about we girls used to throw down but I bet you they know now we ghetto superstarz All over town town we're takin it down down we don't mess around 'round they wanna be down down You wanna get wit it so won't you admit it we are the shame's name don't you forget it catch us up in a party spikin punch we roll bacardi have them couples actin naughty all we do is get crunk wit ya'll floks just keep on hatin cuz our clothes be coordinatin we're the hottest no debatin all we do is get crunk OH They Gon know who we are We Ghetto Superstarz OH They gon't know who we are We Ghetto Superstarz Bet all ya'll folks won't admit it but they wanna get in if you wanna get wit it We ghetto superstarz see way back then they didn't know about we girls used to throw down but I bet you they know now we ghetto superstarz I was at the party and the guys spiked the punch and Oh My God It was like so crazy I got drunk I was on the floor and my legs were open and Oh my God things just happened and I was like the queen of the prom and everybody loved me and they called me a whore though but I was like Oh my God I didn't mean it, you know my legs were open it just seemed to happen and like don't laugh at me because I'm not a ditsie girl I am very smart I went to school okay I didn't finish but I went to elementary school and I almost finished but now I'm smart and I'm gona be in playboy Oh my God that's the greatest I'm gonna be in playboy all the guys are gonna love me I'm gonna be like Ana Nicole and Pamela Andersona And Carmen Electra even but like I just might get married I might find one of those rock star guys to marry me It's gonna be so great we're gonna have lots of babies and I'm gonna get plastic suregey and fix up everything that's hanging Oh My God I'm gonna be so great I'm gonna be a star SHUT THE UP |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
Now you can say I'm addicted
I admit I'm afflicted By the way you affected me so hard I am helpless, boy you're just like a drug You're like the illest bug The way you're makin me sick I just can't handle it We steady breaking up, making up Boy, ain't I good enough Tell me what's wrong with us Tell me what's wrong with us I got whatchu want I got whatchu need Tell me why you don't love me So while we going in circles Boy you wanna show boat tellin all of ya friends How you got me trippin' I know I been on a slow route cause you cheated without doubt But I ain't trying to to find another man My 1st reaction was I invested too much time You think I'm packing and you must lost your damn mind Where is the love you don't show me I'm in love, but love don't love me Boy I can't believe you cheated I forgive you, then you cheated Come on, come on, come on I just like an idiot, I just can't put up wit this Come on, come on, come on |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
You know, there's a few things I been wanting to say.
There's a few things I been wanting to get off my chest. You feel me? I ran your car into a ditch, Poked holes in your prophelectives. Used to love me, Used to love you, Now I hate you You hate me too. Would have walked on hot coals for you, Now I don't care spit about you. I want you dead, I want you dead, I want you dead, I want you dead. I pawned your jewelry on the net, Called up your boss told him u quit. Must have been breast fed, Fell on your head, You'd be better slicing your wrists, Think you'll ever leave me for her, Revenge is sweet but I... I want you dead, I want you dead, I want you dead, I want you dead. Used to love me and hug me and tell me you need me, Hold me gently I was sure of everything, But now you've changed your my worst enemy I'd rather see you in the cemetary, gagging, boxed up, full of maggots, rotten bones in a wooden Casket, but now im calm and cool about this, Some hopeful thinking never hurt anyone... I want you dead, I want you dead, I want you dead, I want you dead, I want you dead, I want you dead, I want you dead, I want you dead I want you dead..... |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
To whom, this may be concerned
To those who may want to learn I'm writing this to you The reason I won't be here no more (no more) Reason I won't live I yearn (i yarn) The reason I won't be here observed Cause I will die if you were to leave Oh, look what you've done it's like a disease I'm dying from a broken heart help me Oooh look what you've done your the remedy I'm dying from a broken heart. Some may not, understand the words I say they have no idea how that feels me They don't know why I'm an angel in my dreams 'cause if you leave me babe I will die With this broken heart I can't survive I need you in my life, It would kill me if you were to leave (if you were to leave baba) Oh, look what you've done it's like a disease I'm dying from a broken heart help me Oooh look what you've done your the remedy I'm dying from a broken heart I'm loosing time I need you here (baby) Don't walk away baby please help me I'm begging I'm on bending knees Won't somebody come and rescue me I pleading I'm on bending knees I can't make it with out you next to me Will somebody come and save me Will somebody come and set me free Ooh (OoOoh) Look what you've done (what you've done) My remedy (ooh i need you baby) (come in save me im dyin from this broken heart) I'm dying I'm loosing time I need you here don't walk away baby won't you please help me Because I'm begging I'm on bending knees won't somebody... |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
He walked right by me
I knew he was a hottie I had to back it up So I can go and say hi hottie He had a cute little booty My thoughts moved through me I had to get them digits Got to mack them up smoothly I say hey boy You looking kinda cute Wont you slip me them digits On the cool I wanna hook up with you real soon I hope I aint to Aggresive for you babe I see you looking baby dont be shy better catch me now now now I see you looking baby dont be shy better catch me now now now pass us by by Don't let us pass us by pass us by Everything is right about him He's just my type Ain't no slippin my pimping Gotta lock his thang tight Though I'm not that kinda girl There's a first for everything When I see something I want You know I spoiled as can be I say hey boy You looking kinda cute So want you slip me them digits On the cool I wanna hook up with you real soon I hope I aint to Aggresive for you babe I see you looking baby dont be shy better catch me now now now I see you looking baby dont be shy better catch me now now now Don't let us pass us by by Don't let us pass us by pass us by You could be the one to marry me A house a dog you can be my baby daddy Don't let us pass us by by Don't let us pass us by pass us by I see you looking baby I see you looking baby oh baby oh baby pass us by by Don't let us pass us by pass us by |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
Right from the start hell yeah
You were the one even without a kiss you were so much fun Hurted me all the time but yet it felt so good Knock me down but my love still stood You didn't wanna hurt me but you still did Couldn't see behind my back you split wrapped up in love I couldn't control it guess now i see Just what it meant I didn't know what real love was all the hits you gave should had been hugs I laughed till I cried I seem so happy on the outside I lied, how was I to know it at that time I was so busy laughing now I'm crying And I can't deny some times were good I wouldn't save myself if I could Blind and naive I was a fool and lucky me I ran into you I ask you if you love me you say uh-uh wanna take me out you say uh-uh still had a way of Getting to me hold me tight and I forget everything still to this day I think of you, you taught me To see through the lies and get to the truth. I laughed till I cried I seem so happy on the outside I cried how was I to know if at that Time so busy laughing now I'm crying. The laughter keeps going and my hearts not showing it's lies (it's lies) I wish I Could show you how many times I cried. |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
I'm watchin' day time TV
I'm young and I'm restless I'm on no sunset beach I'm burning up here in Texas Paranoia on day street Not enough to eat too many burgers and these fries Are makin' me crazy It's kinda strange growin' up here Never less safe but don't be afraid You gotta take what you get here Cause nobodies gonna change their ways Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I'm an American girl This Disney World's your underworld Try to escape it Just face it You American girl Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na We all have the same dream We wake up on a reality series in a taxi cab confessing We're having to much Sex in the City With our prepaid cellular phones We call apartment homes by the time We're fourteen Yeah were already grown Where we'll end up from here Well we don't really care Oh we tear up everything It's a love so be here Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I'm an American girl This Disney World's your underworld Try to escape it Just face it You American girl Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I'm an American girl This Disney World's your underworld Try to escape it Just face it You American girl Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na From Hooters to looters We're drowning in beer You're ruder I'm cruder You're blurred and I'm clear You're not helping me here Cause we're living in fear I'm not judging you But I'll push you and push you Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I'm an American girl This Disney World's your underworld Try to escape it Just face it You American girl Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I'm an American girl This Disney World's your underworld Try to escape it Just face it You American girl |
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from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)
You can roll up your contacts
You can shrug up your shoulders You can swing ya weave from left to right 'Til you reach Minnesota We got the spot held down and baby girl you cant hold us I know u wish u were the shit Thas why you wish you was on us You think you cool man You and your crew man Well I got news man I ain't no illusion so:. Whatcha lookin' at! Whatcha lookin' at! Whatcha lookin' at! U know u don't want none of dis We in da ghetto slangin' yee-yo Somebody yelled here come the po-po Flash the dope We out the back do Back 2 jail I'll die before I go Me and my crew sold up the block Betta watch out da block is hot!!!! Me and my crew sold up the block Betta watch out da block is hot!!!! Oh-Oh-Oh Whatcha lookin' at! Whatcha lookin' at! Whatcha lookin' at! U know u don't want none of dis |
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from Brooke Valentine - Pimped Out (2006)
yeah brooke valentine
yeah yeah yeah d f b what's happenin' dem franchize boys got a college boy look look honor roll student yep shakin' off pounds like i'm big mate luton on the streets i'm a nuissance whippin' in a blue six i'm low key cruisin' wit a big boy purchase protected by my presence therefore you're never nervous i know ya boy worth it yep the kid got good game l like that boy swag i like the name on the kid chain gold grill on the front trimmed up in the back l know l gotta cop that get my hands on it then i let go before you know it we'll be crusin' pose with the pro that's the way i like it baby tight shoes on his feet custom made for me stands out in the crowd speed it up or bring it down we'll roll slow anywhere you take me yes i need to know that's the way i like it baby i like 'em pimped out pimped out to ride on ride on and when we're rollin' everybody's eyes on eyes on i like 'em built tough so i can rely on rely on and when we're rollin' we're ridin' out to my song i want 'em pimped out baby like my cadillac like my cadillac and when we go yeah everybody's on that i want'em built up so i can get my lean on lean on i want'em pimped out ridin' out to my song my song ride pimped out mouth gripped out gutta on the chain and the charm cost a house summer dfb boys yeah they wanna lean wit it gutta to the core on the scene but i be clean wit it and hoes know me jizzal be tryna get it in workin' like some mexicans in the field with round bout fifty men see us shippin' in gettin it flippin it and bring it home that's why it's five cars three acounts and seven acres hormes he breaks when i need to stop turn me on and take on off somethin' i can start everything i'd ever want i got so let me see if you can make me make me want more i'll tell you what i like but if he costs more than he's worth the boy ain't put in work i just give him up switch wheels on him and i move on you know i can't be waistin' time i gotta move on that's the way i like it baby i like 'em pimped out pimped out to ride on ride on and when we're rollin' everybody's eyes on eyes on i like 'em built tough so i can rely on rely on and when we're rollin' we're ridin' out to my song i want 'em pimped out baby like my cadillac like my cadillac and when we go yeah everybody's on that i want'em built up so i can get my lean on lean on i want'em pimped out ridin' out to my song my song he's gotta be fly if he's rollin' with me gotta have a nice frame if he's messin' with me he needs a smooth ride if he's cruisin' with me gotta come around the way if he's comin for me he's gotta be fly if he's rollin' with me gotta have a nice frame if he's messin' with me he needs a smooth ride if he's cruisin' with me gotta come around the way if he's comin for me i got a new sony flat leather couch you can fall on fall on with floors at the house you can ball on ball on and ride a '06 and got it pimped out it's pimped out i got 'em takin' pictures when the whip's out all my tv's flipped out pimpin' keep it pimpea out and if it's new i got it soon it's shipped ouw so you know i keep it pimpin' every time every time it's dfb bitch and brooke valenrtine i like 'em pimped out pimped out to ride on ride on and when we're rollin' everybody's eyes on eyes on i like 'em built tough so i can rely on rely on and when we're rollin' we're ridin' out to my song i want 'em pimped out baby like my cadillac like my cadillac and when we go yeah everybody's on that i want'em built up so i can get my lean on lean on i want'em pimped out ridin' out to my song my song i like 'em pimped out pimped out to ride on ride on and when we're rollin' everybody's eyes on eyes on i like 'em built tough so i can rely on rely on and when we're rollin' we're ridin' out to my song i want 'em pimped out baby like my cadillac like my cadillac and when we go yeah everybody's on that i want'em built up so i can get my lean on lean on i want'em pimped out ridin' out to my song my song lose my mind yes he makes me lose my mind so i gotta keep him close no i just can't let him go he's got the jingles in her mind slippin' in my pimpin' this time and i just can't let him go bet i ain't gon' let him go |
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from The Gorgeous (2007)
I’m watchin’ day time TV
I’m young and I’m restless I’m on no sunset beach I’m burnin up in here in Texas Paranoia on day street Not enuf to eat Too many burgers and these fries Are makin me crazy It’s kinda strange growin’ up here Never less safe but don’t be afraid You gotta take what you get here ‘Cause nobodies gonna change their ways Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I’m an American girl This Disney Worlds your underworld Try to escape it Just face it you American girl We all have the same dream we wake up On a reality series in a Taxi cab confessing We’re having to much “Sex in the City” With our pre paid cellular phones We call apartment homes by the time We’re 14 yeah were already grown Where we’ll end up from here Well we don’t really care Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I’m an American girl This Disney Worlds your underworld Try to escape it Just face it you American girl From hooters to looters We’re drowning in beer Your ruder I’m cruder Your blurred and I’m clear Your not helping me here ‘Cause we’re living in fear I’m not judging you But I’ll push you and push you Many places to travel in this world No matter where I go I’m an American girl This Disney Worlds your underworld Try to escape it Just face it you American girl |
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from Brooke Valentine - Long As You Come Home (Juelz Santana Remix) (2005)
I loved you
I loved you before I knew you lied I've always been right here So don't you try to deny I've been right by your side Then you started to tell the truth About all the girls you knew I was already over heels for you I just don't know what to do Oh I I try but I can't shake you Oh I I'm in love with you I'm in love with you Leave me alone stay out late but don't even call As long as you come home Tell me you love me when you don't at all As long as you come home Say you were when you wasn't hangin' out with your boys As long as you come home Boy you do you will you won't or you don't As long as you come home Come tell me all of those sweet lies You used to whisper in my ear I don't wanna fight I just want you near Don't need my girls telling me How stupid I am Want everybody just to let me be I'm staying with my man Oh I I try but I can't shake you Oh I I'm in love with you I'm in love with you Leave me alone stay out late but don't even call As long as you come home Tell me you love me when you don't at all As long as you come home Say you were when you wasn't hangin' out with your boys As long as you come home Boy you do you will you won't or you don't As long as you come home Come home come home come home Come home as long as you come home I love you I wish that you could give up those streets As long as you come home Tell me you love me As long as you come home Say you were As long as you come home Boy you do you Come home |
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| from Brooke Valentine - Long As You Come Home (Bossman Remix) [digital single] (2005) | |||||
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| from Brooke Valentine - Cover Girl [digital single] (2005) | |||||
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| from Brooke Valentine - Pimped Out (Single) [digital single] (2006) | |||||
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