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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
Listen call me on the telephone Sorry love I'm not at home I'm out on the town roamin Leave a message after the tone And I'll get back to you in the morning Oh yeah Everybody in this town wanna know me now Cause every honey in this town wanna hold me down Roll me round cause I'm round like a blunt So put it in the sky and tell me what you want Lighter up li-lighter up Like it's 1985 and we high as f*** Lighter up li-lighter up Like it's 1985 and we high as f*** I kick of my shoes I keep the weed in my socks I'm going 85 and I ain't gonna stop Unless the beat drop And I see those cops Tryna pull me over cause I'm hot box, windows locked Stay bumping that cock rock In and out the carpool lane like a hot shot Drop top, I got it at the chop shop Mario the only one favor for that ganja Listen call me on the telephone Sorry love I'm not at home I'm out on the town roamin Leave a message after the tone And I'll get back to you in the morning Oh yeah Yeah... yo I'm a breast man, face man, leg man, ass man Gentleman? yes ma'am Ask them they my cliental And they eyes is red cause they high as hell Brain like baboon, body like gazelle Lady gazelle run fast as hell I'm the shit, ma, that's the smell The next big thing, can't you tell The phone ring, can't pick it up Like moving too fast gotta live it up Gotta live it up, can't trade a trans am for a pickup truck Yo I, work hard all day in the garden And I was starting to show for something Limousine that they show for something Drive me around with the music bumping Listen call me on the telephone Sorry love I'm not at home I'm out on the town roamin Leave a message after the tone And I'll get back to you in the morning [x2] Mmm... f*** F*** yeah, yeah I'm high How you think a brother man s'posed to survive Take five, matter fact take a drive And think about life while you still got time Smoke a little weed, drop a couple rhymes Make a couple dollars to save a couple dimes Draw a couple lines on some paper making sign Hang it on my dressing room door, it's signed Listen call me on the telephone Sorry love I'm not at home I'm out on the town roamin Leave a message after the tone And I'll get back to you in the morning Oh yeah Everybody in this town wanna know me now Cause every honey in this town wanna hold me down Roll me round cause I'm round like a blunt So put it in the sky and tell me what you want Lighter up li-lighter up Like it's 1985 and we high as f*** Lighter up li-lighter up Like it's 1985 and we high as f*** Yo, I kick off my shoes... |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
Lazy days in Los Angeles
If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Well, I was walkin' through MacArthur Park Lookin' for some sugar just to cure my heart And after dark I talk to the cabby 'Cause he drives me home if I call him daddy And it's alright Just as long as I can get high Sit back and watch the sunset in the sky I don't know if you know what I mean But it's love in Los Angeles Hey, lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Walkin' through Malibu, not a thing to do Gotta find a fine young little girl to screw over I never meant to block your sunshine I never meant to block your sunshine I never meant to block your sun I don't know if you know what I mean But it's love in Los Angeles Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Now everybody clap your hands We're gonna do the dirty dance Now everybody stomp your feet To the beat, c'mon We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Tryna get 'em for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Tryna get 'em for free I don't know if you know what I mean But it's love in Los Angeles It's love, it's love, it's love Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just wanna get our kicks for free We just wanna get our kicks for free |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
Baby will you be my Corona and Lime
And I will be your main squeeze And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street Little girls in the city Dress up pretty Go out and get messed up and shitty Girls by the sea dress like hippies And rock love beads and go skinny dipping Girls in the hills go day trippin' To get their nails done and hair straightened Little girls in the 818 get hot when I roll over Laurel Canyon Let me tell you about a girl I know She like hip hop and rock and roll She walk slow down the avenue I ain't met her but I'll get her when I do Let me tell you 'bout a girl I love She stay at home 'cause she hate the club Baby butt, pretty little features I ain't met her but I'll get her when I see her Baby will you be my Corona and Lime And I will be your main squeeze And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street Girls in New York look like giraffes Long neck, long legs, tiny tits and ass Girls from L.A. rock oversized shades And chill all day 'cause they already payed Girls in Miami, string bikinis and bump techno By DJ Tiesto Girls from Detroit like electro and dance all Night 'til they break they neck, yo Let me tell you about a girl I know She like hip hop and rock and roll Let me tell you 'bout a girl I love Let me tell you 'bout a girl I love Baby will you be my Corona and Lime And I will be your main squeeze And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street Now if ya lookin' for love, won't you put ya hands up (If ya lookin' for love, won't you put ya hands up) If you're lookin' for love, then I'm lookin' for love (If you're lookin' for love, then I'm lookin' for love) Now if ya lookin' for love, won't you put ya hands up (If ya lookin' for love, won't you put ya hands up) Now if you're lookin' for love, then I'm lookin' for love, huh And this is what I'm lookin' for Let me tell you about a girl I know She like hip hop and rock and roll She walk slow down the avenue I ain't met her but I'll get her when I do Let me tell you 'bout a girl I love She stay at home 'cause she hate the club Baby butt, pretty little features I ain't met her but I'll get her when I see her Baby will you be my Corona and Lime And I will be your main squeeze And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street Baby will you be my Corona and Lime And I will be your sandy beach And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
I met her at a backyard
blockparty by the bar And she kept lookin at me like she knew who I was She was buzzin all over me She was buzzin all over me She was buzzin all over me like she fell in love Bang bang baby shot me in the heart in the dark with the of the spark when it hit When we me at the spot it was hot like this song saw the thong it was on Now it's 8 in the mornin I move on like the Greyhound bus I go town to town and I prey on sluts I got to go so scream out your area code I'm comin all the way live from the 310 I gotta whole lot of love but none like you You make me wanna stay here in heaven with you I'll write your name in the sand put your hand with mine Come on baby shoot your gun in the sky I met her at a backyard blockparty by the bar And she kept lookin at me like she knew who I was She was buzzin all over me She was buzzin all over me She was buzzin all over me like she fell in love Bang bang baby hit me one time two days on the road and you're still on my mind You'd think that I would learn 'cause I'm young and fine But I'm broke so I'm tryin to make a hustle out of rhyme I gotta see the world one girl at a time but you're hangin on my sleeve like I care that you're cryin and I do I'm just tryin to play it cool I got a rep to protect down at the high school Why you tryin' to cage me in and when I leave we both know that you'll be pagin' him and when I come back we gonn' do it again I promise we gonn do it again I met her at a backyard blockparty by the bar And she kept lookin' at me like she knew who I was She was buzzin all over me She was buzzin all over me She was buzzin all over me like she fell in love Bang bang I wanna give you my name but I'm tryin' to put some diamonds in my Shwayze chain Babies change they start showin them thangs tryin' to take a ride on those crazy trains Choo choo What the hell am I to do I got a girl in every city from here to Peru When I left you I saw my name on your left boob now go get that tattoed I'll be back soon Don't cry I'll bless you with a text soon I gotta go but I'll be back next June Or July Sparks in the sky She said Boy you crazy Nah I'm Shwayze I met her at a backyard blockparty by the bar And she kept lookin at me like she knew who I was She was buzzin all over me She was buzzin all over me She was buzzin all over me like she fell in love And I don't know what she was on Whatever it was I want some She was buzzin all over me She was buzzin all over me She was buzzin all over me like she fell in love |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
Come, come summertime Love, love hold my hand Come, come summertime Love, love take a ride with me Sweet little nectarine Sit down next to me Take a load off, Annie I think you're beautiful Do-ah-diddy-diddy-dum-diddy-do When the moon is full, I'll be a wolf Howl at you and growl at you Ladybugs and flowers, too I want to go out with you I'm just a kid, living a dream Slid in the scene like an old pair of jeans You know my name, but you don't know me Wanna go out with me? Show me. Come, come summertime Love, love, hold my hand Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Come, come summertime Love, love, take a ride with me Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Black smoke billow out the black tinted window In my black limousine as I ride through the ghetto She wore blush, it gave me a rush She was a lush, I gave her a touch on the tush I gave her a push on the bed And we smushed our lips together Like blue and yellow, we made a green meadow Chilled together forever, real mellow She fell in love, I had to act, hello I couldn't say goodbye, she was too special Come, come summertime Love, love hold my hand Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Come, come summertime Love, love take a ride with me Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy All my ladies, put your hands in the sky for me babies And say my name, they call me Shwayze Turn it up, turn it up, Play me Turn it up, turn it up Turn it up, turn it up Turn it up, turn it up Black smoke billow out the black tinted window In my black limousine as I ride through the ghetto (Turn it up, turn it up Turn it up, turn it up) Come, come summertime Love, love, hold my hand Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Come, come summertime Love, love, take a ride with me Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Come, come summertime Love, love, take a ride with me Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Come, come summertime Love, love, take a ride with me Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
Some say when it rains it pours
Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Ay yo What the hell am I rhyming for Designer clothes and designer whores Designer cars and designer doors Designer kitchen with designer drawers Hell no, vagina dog The other shit bore me like a monologue Like the beatles when they were bigger then Jesus I'm genuis bill clinton were my speeches Look you in the eye and lie Believe it, I mean it. Girl I'm leaving I don't really know where I'm gonna go But I got a backpack full of demos I'm a player baby, I should run for mayer maybe. The way I'm politicing latley. The way I'm politicing ladies. The way I'm politicing ladies. Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us I'm convinced that if I hop the fence I can climb on in and get my fingerprints on your booty, julie, I know you wanna do me. Since I moved to malibu from the hood like a movie. Peoples chant with my sneakers in the sand Blowing up like an amp so they kicked me out the band That's when I met my man strummin on a six string drink in his hand talking to his ding-a-ling Whys everybody always picking on me Whys everybody always picking on me Whys everybody always picking on me Whys everybody still coming to my party Everybody coming to my party (background) Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Everybody coming to my party It starts today We getting naughty by 9 So don't be late There's gonna be a line So prepare to wait Fine fine ladies first And bring your iceskates And bring your wings We all getting high tonight And touching things Muffin butt blowing cigarette rings Everybody coming to my partyx4 Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
So someone take her picture (click, click)
So I don't forget her (click, click) I wish I had a Polaroid (click, click) So I could remember (click, click) Yo, at a party on the hill, I popped a pill Threw back a shot and started to chill Ran into a pretty thing named Jane Bang She said she liked the way I handled my game I said thanks, I like the way you handle my thang She said thanks, now that's money in the bank So I walked away, towards the bar, Bumped into a hottie named Holly in the hall Could've been a m?nage ? trois But her friend never heard my music before So I walked outside to get a little high When I got a little bump on my side from a fly Blue-eyed baby with sex on the mind Sally's from the valley, but Sally's still fine Hopped in the ride, and started to drive She said, "What's my name?" I said, "I dunno, Jane?" So someone take her picture (click, click) So I don't forget her (click, click) I wish I had a Polaroid (click, click) So I could remember (click, click) Yo, uh, at a party on the beach I was smokin' like Cheech Scopin' out a hot piece of ass I'm a creep Getting head while the radio speaks Popped like the bubble in these sneaks Yo Jennifer, or was it Monique That chick got dolphins tattoed on her feet Last week, I seen a best friend Undressin' a Madison in the westend Exit, cut to breakfast Eggs benidict and a fresh pearl necklace Legs in the air like a goddamn gymnast Please God, I beg for forgiveness Then she asked if I've been to Memphis I said no, but I'm a fan of Elvis That's where I learned to move my pelvis She said, "What's my name?" I said, "Jane?" So someone take her picture (click, click) So I don't forget her (click, click) I wish I had a Polaroid (click, click) So I could remember (click, click) Yeah, yo, uh At a party at my crib, I can't remember what I did Woke up with a semi-hard dick and a fat chick Three days a week, call that a hat trick But everybody knows hockey ain't for black kids They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick Pinnin' every dome in Hollywood to the mattress Sin in every city, LA to Manhattan Grinnin like I'm guilty, but I dunno what happened So someone take her picture (click, click) (They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick) So I don't forget her (click, click) (They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick) I wish I had a Polaroid (click, click) (They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick) They call me Shwayze So someone take her picture So I don't forget her I wish I had a Polaroid So I could remember So someone take her picture So I don't forget her I wish I had a Polaroid So I could remember So someone take her picture So I don't forget her I wish I had a Polaroid So I could remember So someone take her picture So I don't forget her I wish I had a Polaroid So I could remember |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
The Man (Yo, yo, yo)on the radio said:
(Yo, yo, yo)James Brown is dead. (Yo, yo, yo)Godfather of soul, lays in his bed,(Yo, yo, yo) yeh (Have you heard what the kids are listening to?) Yo, uh, Woke up, (Got high) Sho'nuff (Sky high) Got in the ride turned the radio up, Then they said James Brown was dead. Is it true? Or am i just doped up. Know what? I'm calling my folks up, They said he died 'cause Hip hop sucks. Aint got no soul like a old pair of chucks, It's about time that somebody stepped up [Chorus] And the man (Yo, yo, yo)on the radio said(I regret to report) (Yo, yo, yo)James Brown is Dead(Just Press Record) The (Yo, yo, yo)Godfather of soul, lays in his bed,(Yo, yo, yo) yeh. (Have you heard what the kids are listening to?) Hit the studio (Check 1, 2) Sho'nuff, Yo Cisco turn my headphones up I got a message for the kids of America Play it loud in your Hi-Fi stereo. Wi-Fi, download the ringtone, California Love is your theme song. Drop the guitar, le'mme hear the beat y'all, Do like Dr. Brown and move your feet y'all [Chorus] And the man (Yo, yo, yo)on the radio said(I regret to report) (Yo, yo, yo)James Brown is Dead(Just Press Record) The (Yo, yo, yo)Godfather of soul, lays in his bed,(Yo, yo, yo) yeh. (Have you heard what the kids are listening to?) I just got back from a little vacation. Grew some wings and flew to Vegas. Met a girl, took her 'round the world, Form New York, New York to Ceasar's Now i'm sitting in L.A. alone. I fell asleep with my blue jeans on. I woke up had three missed calls. They said: James Brown is gone. (James Brown is Dead) (I regret to report, Have you heard what the kids are listening to? I regret to report James Brown is Dead.) (I regret to report James Brown is dead. Have you heard what the kids are listening to?) [Chorus] And the man (Yo, yo, yo)on the radio said(I regret to report) (Yo, yo, yo)James Brown is Dead(Just Press Record) The (Yo, yo, yo)Godfather of soul, lays in his bed,(Yo, yo, yo) yeh. (Have you heard what the kids are listening to?) And the man (Yo, yo, yo)on the radio said(I regret to report) (Yo, yo, yo)James Brown is Dead(Just Press Record) The (Yo, yo, yo)Godfather of soul, lays in his bed,(Yo, yo, yo) yeh. |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
<i>[verse 1]</i>
With my raincoat on Its alright baby hold my hand I aint tryin to be your man Lets take it slow Relax a little Make it so its naturable As a matter of fact Lets take it black To the very first day I had your back We shared a cab Shared a laugh Shared a glass And I kissed yo ass Kissed yo lips after class We both had history after math Passin notes teachers askin for em I read em out loud to the class Like a poem or a rap Say it liked I mean it When my big toe tap Hand them back and forth like that If you like what your hearin You can meet me out back (out back) <i>[pre chorus]</i> With my raincoat on In the heart of the sun With my raincoat on In the heart of the city <i>[chorus]</i> I lalalost my mind I lalalost my lady I lalalost my mind But I lalalove you baby <i>[verse 2]</i> It crossed my mind Beofre I lost my mind I guess I should check back in sometime Sometimes a perfect litte word rhymes And sometimes it dont Fine rewind Repeat it three times if you mean it I wanna crib by the beach believe it So baby doll im leavin Baby doll im leavin Duffle bag filled with clothes Notebook filled with flows Phonebook filled with hoes My dope hook gonna get me close My hope is what drives me towards this future Like a midnight double feature So I high that I blow those tweeters In the speakers <i>[pre chorus]</i> With my raincoat on In the heart of the sun With my raincoat on In the heart of the city <i>[chorus]</i> I lalalost my mind (she outs the door) I lalalost my lady (she outs the door) I lalalost my mind (she outs the door) But I lalalove you baby (she outs the door) <i>[verse 3]</i> Woke up at about noon Just thought that I had to be in compton soon To get my hair lined up And a new tattoo The blacker the berry The sweeter the juice The mac of the year Shwayzes a fool Take you to school And pick you up too Maybe I do anything for you Maybe I do anything for you Maybe I do anything for you Maybe I do anything for you Would you do it for me? <i>[chorus/outro]</i> I lalalost my mind (she outs the door) I lalalost my lady (she outs the door) I lalalost my mind (she outs the door) But I lalalove you baby (she outs the door) I lalalost my mind (you know lifes good right now) I lalalost my lady (im next to the beach) I lalalost my mind (my feet in the sand your gone and im happy) But I lalalove you baby (whatever baby) I lalalost my mind I lalalost my lady I lalalost my mind But I lalalove you baby |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
Her name was Mary Jane
She sang, like Etta James She came and went to easily And it's strange, how times are changed I seen Mary yesterday, and she Don't look the same to me Baby what's the word? I ain't trying to kill your mockingbird I got scared and I started walking backwards And after I got home alone I couldn't stop drunk dialing your cellular phone And when you don't pick up, your hang up hurts I know I got caught with my hand up her skirt I'm into sandals with the candle light romance I go to itunes, to download your slow jams Typhoon, with the thunder clap I fell in love with the girl in my summer class She sat, right next to me And she made me tell the truth like ecstasy So, whoa, I gotta slow myself on down I've been in love before Her name was Mary Jane She sang, like Etta James She came and went to easily And it's strange, how times are changed I seen Mary yesterday, and she Don't look the same to me Baby we can be my mellow lil lady Marijuana sunshine soul made crazy Why go back and forth like a maybe? You and I can flow and say I love sailing Light brown Elleby on Chip and Dale Skin say I'm fat but I'm skinny as a rail Pet snail, I got a freak on her knees I need a little more made of the American Dream I want her fired up, yea baby don't try to tie me up I'm just not the type of guy that'd wanna lie to ya And if you wanna try to fall in love It's going to take a little time And I won't budge for a minute now You've got to slow yourself on down I've been in love before Her name was Mary Jane She sang, like Etta James She came and went to easily And it's strange, how times are changed I seen Mary yesterday, and she Don't look the same to me Well she arrived on an astroplane 6:45 on a Saturday Just in time for the masquerade Just in time for the masquerade Well she arrived in a limousine 7:45 on a Sunday Just in time to see Me making love to her friend Marie I said: Baby this ain't what you think Like I'm supposed to say that 'cause I've seen it on t.v. Then she ran out into the street Why this has happened to me? No, got to slow myself on down I know where this is going now I've been in love before Her name was Mary Jane She sang, like Etta James She came and went to easily And it's strange, how times are changed I seen Mary yesterday, and she Don't look the same to me |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze (2008)
Ay yo
It's 6 AM and I'm drinkin' a brew, 6:45 still thinkin' of you Thinkin' who, wanna give they love to you Better than the only black kid in the booth I ain't from the hood but my rap is good Knocked three times on the Cadillac wood Kid got luck like a rabbit's foot Shit is good, yeah shit is good Chillin' in the sand with my video cam Swallowed the benzo that azapam Sports illustrated model gettin' tan Said "Damn Shwayze you kinda like the man" Get I am and I'm big in Japan My pic and my hair and my dick and my hand What would you do with a hundred grand? Shit, I'd buy a fresh-ass Benz When she walked in thst club that night, She had a look in her eye like a flashlight She said baby I'm a be alright And the DJ put on our favorite song And we danced between the lights Left the club when it's light outside, She sing along to my songs in the ride "It's alright we can call it a night", I said politely eventhough it didn't sound right, She said "yeah right" I said "damn straight" I know a place where we can get down babe, I got a blanky, I'll lay it on the sand sand I went deep like the god damn Grand Can, Grand slam, bacon and the ham, She was a fan that turned to a friend, But now I think I love her since I took her to bed She shook up my head, Took all my time, Spit all my money on diamonds and wine, What would you do with a hundred grand? Shit I spent it all on a girl man, What would you do with a hundred grand? Shit I'd buy a fresh ass benz When she walked in thst club that night, She had a look in her eye like a flashlight She said baby I'm a be alright And the DJ put on our favorite song And we danced between the lights When she walked in thst club that night, She had a look in her eye like a flashlight She said baby I'm a be alright And the DJ put on our favorite song And we danced between the lights You got a light? Boy I got a spliff Gotta split got a life to live I gotta get gotta write some shit On the tip of my tongue just like a kiss I might miss but I might just hit And if I do I'm a be hella rich And I'll get a way finer bitch So you better be nice sweet lips And I might just buy you a benz When she walked in thst club that night, She had a look in her eye like a flashlight She said baby I'm a be alright And the DJ put on our favorite song |
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from Shwayze - Buzzin' (2008)
I met her at a backyard
Blockparty by the bar. And she kept lookin' at me Like she knew who I was. She was buzzin' all over me. She was buzzin' all over me. She was buzzin' all over me Like she fell in love. Bang bang baby shot Me in the heart, in the dark, With the dot of the spark When it hit. When we me at the spot It was hot, like this song Saw the thong, it was on. Now it's 8 in the mornin' I move on like the Greyhound bus I go town to town And I prey on sluts. I got to go, So scream out your area code. I'm comin' all the way Live from the 310! I gotta whole lot of love But none like you. You make me wanna stay Here in heaven with you. I'll write your name in the sand, Put your hand with mine. Come on baby, Shoot your gun in the sky! I met her at a backyard Blockparty by the bar. And she kept lookin' at me Like she knew who I was. Lyrics courtesy Top40db. She was buzzin' all over me. She was buzzin' all over me. She was buzzin' all over me Like she fell in love. Bang bang baby hit me one time, Two days on the road And you're still on my mind. You'd think that I would learn 'Cause I'm young and fine But I'm broke, so I'm tryin' to make A hustle out of rhyme. I gotta see the world one girl at a time, But you're hangin' on my sleeve Like I care that you're cryin' And I do I'm just tryin' to play it cool I got a rep to protect, Down at the high school. Why you tryin' to cage me in And when I leave we both know That you'll be pagin' him And when I come back We gonn' do it again. I promise we gonn' do it again. I met her at a backyard Blockparty by the bar. And she kept lookin' at me Like she knew who I was. She was buzzin' all over me. She was buzzin' all over me. She was buzzin' all over me Like she fell in love. Bang bang, I wanna give you my name But I'm tryin' to put some Diamonds in my Shwayze chain. Babies change, They start showin' them thangs Tryin' to take a ride on Those crazy trains. Choo choo. What the hell am I to do? I got a girl in every city From here to Peru. When I left you, I saw my name on your left boob Now go get that tattoed, I'll be back soon. Don't cry, I'll bless you With a text soon. I gotta go, but I'll Be back next June. Or July. Sparks in the sky. She said, 'Boy you crazy.' Nah, I'm Shwayze. I met her at a backyard Blockparty by the bar. And she kept lookin' at me Like she knew who I was. She was buzzin' all over me. She was buzzin' all over me. She was buzzin' all over me Like she fell in love. And I don't know what she was on. Whatever it was, I want some. She was buzzin' all over me. She was buzzin' all over me. She was buzzin' all over me Like she fell in love. |
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from Shwayze - Corona And Lime (2008)
Baby will you be my corona and lime.
And I will be your main squeeze. And if your brother don't like my style. We could take it to the street. We could take it to the street. Verse: Yo. Lil girls in the city. Dress up pretty. Go out and get messed up and shitty. Girls by the sea, dress like hippies. And write love beads and go skinny dippin'. Girls in the hills, go day trippin. To get their nails done, and hair straighten. Lil girls in the 818. Get hot when I roll over laurel canyon. Let me tell you about a girl I know. She like hip hop and rock and roll. She walk slow down the avenue. I ain't met her, but I get her when I do. Let me tell you about a girl I love. She stay at home cause she hate the club. Baby but, pretty little features. I ain't met her but I'll get her when I see her. Baby will you be my corona and lime. And I will be your main squeeze. And if your brother don't like my style. We could take it to the street. We could take it to the street. Girls in New York look like giraffes. Long neck, long legs, tiny tits and ass. Girls from L.A rock oversized shades. And chill all day cause they already payed. Girls in Miami. Street bikinis. Bump techno by Dj Tiesto. Girls from Detroit Like electro. And dance all night till they break they neck, yo. Let me tell you about a girl I know. She like hip hop and rock and roll. Let me tell you about a girl I love. Let me tell you about a girl I love. Baby will you be my corona and lime. And I will be your main squeeze. And if your brother don't like my style. We could take it to the street. We could take it to the street. And if your brother don't like my style. We could take it to the street. We could take it to the street. Now if you lookin for love, won't you put you hands up. (if you lookin for love, won't you put you hands up.) If you lookin for love then I'm lookin for love. (If you lookin for love then I'm lookin for love.) Now if you lookin for love, won't you put you hands up. (if you lookin for love, won't you put you hands up.) Now, if you lookin for love then I'm lookin for love, huh. And this is what I'm lookin for. Let me tell you about a girl I know. She like hip hop and rock and roll. She walk slow down the avenue. I ain't met her, but I get her when I do. Let me tell you about a girl I love. She stay at home cause she hate the club. Baby but, pretty little features. I ain't met her but I'll get her when I see her. Baby will you be my corona and lime. And I will be your main squeeze. And if your brother don't like my style. We could take it to the street. We could take it to the street. Baby will you be my corona and lime. And I will be your sandy beach. And if your brother don't like my style. We could could take it to the street. We could take it to the street |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
If you call me on the telephone
Sorry love I'm not at home I'm out on the town roamin' Leave a message after the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin' Oh yeah Everybody in this town wanna know me now 'Cause every honey in this town wanna hold me down Roll me 'round 'cause I'm brown like a blunt So put it in the sky and tell me what you want Lighter up, light, lighter up Like it's 1985 and we high as fuck Lighter up, light, lighter up Like it's 1985 and we high Yo, I kick of my shoes I keep the weed in my sock I'm going 85 and I ain't gonna stop Unless the beat drop and I see those cops Try and pull me over 'cause I'm hot box Windows locked, stay bumping that cock rock In and out the carpool lane like a hot shot Drop top, I got it at the chop shop Mario don' owe me one favor for that ganja If you call me on the telephone Sorry love I'm not at home I'm out on the town roamin' Leave a message after the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin' Oh yeah, yeah Yo, I'm a breast man, face man, leg man, ass man Gentleman? Yes ma'am Ask them, they my clientele And their eyes is red 'cause they high as hell Brain like baboon, body like Gizelle Lady gazelle run fast as hell I'm the shit, ma, that's the smell The next big thing, can't ya tell The phone ring, can't pick it up Life moving too fast, gotta live it up Gotta live it up, can't trade a Trans AM for a pick-up truck Yo, I work hard all day in the garden And it's starting to show for something Limousine that they chauffeur son in Drive me around with the music bumping Listen, call me on the telephone Sorry love, I'm not at home I'm out on the town, roamin' Leave a message after the tone And I'll get back to you in the morning If you call me on the telephone Sorry love I'm not at home I'm out on the town roamin' Leave a message after the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin' (One more time man) If you call me on the telephone Sorry love I'm not at home I'm out on the town roamin' Leave a message after the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin' Oh yeah Fuck, fuck yeah, yeah I'm high How you think a brother man supposed to survive Take five, matter fact take a drive And think about life while you still got time Smoke a little weed, drop a couple rhymes Make a couple dollars to save a couple dimes Draw a couple lines on some paper, make a sign Hang it on my dressing room door, it's time If you call me on the telephone Sorry love I'm not at home I'm out on the town roamin' Leave a message after the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin' Oh yeah Everybody in this town wanna know me now 'Cause every honey in the town wanna hold me down Roll me 'round 'cause I'm brown like a blunt So put it in the sky and tell me what you want Lighter up, light, lighter up Like it's 1985 and we high as fuck Lighter up, light, lighter up Like it's 1985 and we high as fuck Yo, I kick off my shoes |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
Lazy days in Los Angeles
If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free Well, I was walkin' through Macarthur Park Looking for some sugar just to cure my heart And after dark I talk to the cabby 'Cause he drives me home if I call him daddy And it's alright Just as long as I can get high Sit back and watch the sunset in the sky I don't know if you know what I mean But it's love in Los Angeles Hey! Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free Walking through Malibu, not a thing to do Gotta find a fine young little girl to screw ...over I never meant to block your sunshine I never meant to block your sunshine I never meant to block your sun I don't know of you know what I mean But it's love in Los Angeles Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free Now everybody clap your hands We going to do the dirty dance Now everybody stomp your feet To the beat (C'mon) We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free (Try to get 'em for free) We just want to get our kicks for free (Try to get 'em for free) I don't know of you know what I mean But it's love in Los Angeles (It's love, it's love, it's love...) Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police We just want to get our kicks for free We just want to get our kicks for free Lazy days in Los Angeles If it ain't your parents, it's the damn police... |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
Baby will you be my Corona and Lime And I will be your main squeeze And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street Little girls in the city Dress up pretty Go out and get messed up and shitty Girls by the sea dress like hippies And rock love beads and go skinny dipping Girls in the hills go day trippin' To get their nails done and hair straightened Little girls in the 818 get hot when I roll over Laurel Canyon Let me tell you about a girl I know She like hip hop and rock and roll She walk slow down the avenue I ain't met her but I'll get her when I do Let me tell you 'bout a girl I love She stay at home 'cause she hate the club Baby butt, pretty little features I ain't met her but I'll get her when I see her Baby will you be my Corona and Lime And I will be your main squeeze And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street Girls in New York look like giraffes Long neck, long legs, tiny tits and ass Girls from L.A. rock oversized shades And chill all day 'cause they already payed Girls in Miami, string bikinis and bump techno By DJ Tiesto Girls from Detroit like electro and dance all Night 'til they break they neck, yo Let me tell you about a girl I know She like hip hop and rock and roll Let me tell you 'bout a girl I love Let me tell you 'bout a girl I love Baby will you be my Corona and Lime And I will be your main squeeze And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street Now if ya lookin' for love, won't you put ya hands up (If ya lookin' for love, won't you put ya hands up) If you're lookin' for love, then I'm lookin' for love (If you're lookin' for love, then I'm lookin' for love) Now if ya lookin' for love, won't you put ya hands up (If ya lookin' for love, won't you put ya hands up) Now if you're lookin' for love, then I'm lookin' for love, huh And this is what I'm lookin' for Let me tell you about a girl I know She like hip hop and rock and roll She walk slow down the avenue I ain't met her but I'll get her when I do Let me tell you 'bout a girl I love She stay at home 'cause she hate the club Baby butt, pretty little features I ain't met her but I'll get her when I see her Baby will you be my Corona and Lime And I will be your main squeeze And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street Baby will you be my Corona and Lime And I will be your sandy beach And if your brother don't like my style We could take it to the street We could take it to the street |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
I met her at a backyard Blockparty by the bar. And she kept lookin` at me Like she knew who I was. She was buzzin` all over me. She was buzzin` all over me. She was buzzin` all over me Like she fell in love. Bang bang baby shot Me in the heart, in the dark, With the dot of the spark When it hit. When we me at the spot It was hot, like this song Saw the thong, it was on. Now it`s 8 in the mornin` I move on like the Greyhound bus I go town to town And I prey on sluts. I got to go, So scream out your area code. I`m comin` all the way Live from the 310! I gotta whole lot of love But none like you. You make me wanna stay Here in heaven with you. I`ll write your name in the sand, Put your hand with mine. Come on baby, Shoot your gun in the sky! I met her at a backyard Blockparty by the bar. And she kept lookin` at me Like she knew who I was. Lyrics courtesy Top40db. She was buzzin` all over me. She was buzzin` all over me. She was buzzin` all over me Like she fell in love. Bang bang baby hit me one time, Two days on the road And you`re still on my mind. You`d think that I would learn `Cause I`m young and fine But I`m broke, so I`m tryin` to make A hustle out of rhyme. I gotta see the world one girl at a time, But you`re hangin` on my sleeve Like I care that you`re cryin` And I do I`m just tryin` to play it cool I got a rep to protect, Down at the high school. Why you tryin` to cage me in And when I leave we both know That you`ll be pagin` him And when I come back We gonn` do it again. I promise we gonn` do it again. I met her at a backyard Blockparty by the bar. And she kept lookin` at me Like she knew who I was. She was buzzin` all over me. She was buzzin` all over me. She was buzzin` all over me Like she fell in love. Bang bang, I wanna give you my name But I`m tryin` to put some Diamonds in my Shwayze chain. Babies change, They start showin` them thangs Tryin` to take a ride on Those crazy trains. Choo choo. What the hell am I to do? I got a girl in every city From here to Peru. When I left you, I saw my name on your left boob Now go get that tattoed, I`ll be back soon. Don`t cry, I`ll bless you With a text soon. I gotta go, but I`ll Be back next June. Or July. Sparks in the sky. She said, `Boy you crazy.` Nah, I`m Shwayze. I met her at a backyard Blockparty by the bar. And she kept lookin` at me Like she knew who I was. She was buzzin` all over me. She was buzzin` all over me. She was buzzin` all over me Like she fell in love. And I don`t know what she was on. Whatever it was, I want some. She was buzzin` all over me. She was buzzin` all over me. She was buzzin` all over me Like she fell in love. |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
Come, come summertime Love, love hold my hand Come, come summertime Love, love take a ride with me Sweet little nectarine Sit down next to me Take a load off, Annie I think you're beautiful Do-ah-diddy-diddy-dum-diddy-do When the moon is full, I'll be a wolf Howl at you and growl at you Ladybugs and flowers, too I want to go out with you I'm just a kid, living a dream Slid in the scene like an old pair of jeans You know my name, but you don't know me Wanna go out with me? Show me. Come, come summertime Love, love, hold my hand Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Come, come summertime Love, love, take a ride with me Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Black smoke billow out the black tinted window In my black limousine as I ride through the ghetto She wore blush, it gave me a rush She was a lush, I gave her a touch on the tush I gave her a push on the bed And we smushed our lips together Like blue and yellow, we made a green meadow Chilled together forever, real mellow She fell in love, I had to act, hello I couldn't say goodbye, she was too special Come, come summertime Love, love hold my hand Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Come, come summertime Love, love take a ride with me Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy All my ladies, put your hands in the sky for me babies And say my name, they call me Shwayze Turn it up, turn it up, Play me Turn it up, turn it up Turn it up, turn it up Turn it up, turn it up Black smoke billow out the black tinted window In my black limousine as I ride through the ghetto (Turn it up, turn it up Turn it up, turn it up) Come, come summertime Love, love, hold my hand Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Come, come summertime Love, love, take a ride with me Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Come, come summertime Love, love, take a ride with me Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Come, come summertime Love, love, take a ride with me Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy Don-don-don-do-don-don-do-don-don Don't be shy |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
Some say when it rains it pours
Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Ay yo What the hell am I rhyming for Designer clothes and designer whores Designer cars and designer doors Designer kitchen with designer doors Hell no, vagina dog The other shit wore me like a monologue Like the Beatles when they were bigger then Jesus I'm genuis Bill Clinton with my speeches Look you in the eye and lie Believe it, I mean it Girl, I'm leaving I don't really know where I'm gonna go But I got a backpack full of demos I'm a player baby, I should run for mayor maybe The way I'm politicking lately The way I'm politicking ladies The way I'm politicking ladies Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us I'm convinced that if I hop the fence I can climb on in and get my fingerprints on your booty, Julie, I know you wanna do me Since I moved to Malibu from the hood like a movie Peoples chant with my sneakers in the sand Blowing up like an amp so they kicked me out the band That's when I met my man strummin' on a six string drink in his hand talking to his ding-a-ling Why's everybody always picking on me Why's everybody always picking on me Why's everybody always picking on me Why's everybody still coming to my party (Everybody coming to my party) Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Everybody coming to my party It starts today We getting naughty by nine So don't be late There's gonna be a line So be prepared to wait Fine, fine, ladies first And bring your iceskates And bring your wings We all getting high tonight And touching things Muffin butt blowing cigarette rings Everybody coming to my party Everybody coming to my party Everybody coming to my party Everybody coming to my party Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us Some say when it rains it pours Hollywood ain't no place for lovers anymore And it ain't no place for us |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
So someone take her picture (click, click)
So I don't forget her (click, click) I wish I had a Polaroid (click, click) So I could remember (click, click) Yo, at a party on the hill, I popped a pill Threw back a shot and started to chill Ran into a pretty thing named Jane Bang She said she liked the way I handled my game I said thanks, I like the way you handle my thang She said thanks, now that's money in the bank So I walked away, towards the bar, Bumped into a hottie named Holly in the hall Could've been a m?nage ? trois But her friend never heard my music before So I walked outside to get a little high When I got a little bump on my side from a fly Blue-eyed baby with sex on the mind Sally's from the valley, but Sally's still fine Hopped in the ride, and started to drive She said, "What's my name?" I said, "I dunno, Jane?" So someone take her picture (click, click) So I don't forget her (click, click) I wish I had a Polaroid (click, click) So I could remember (click, click) Yo, uh, at a party on the beach I was smokin' like Cheech Scopin' out a hot piece of ass I'm a creep Getting head while the radio speaks Popped like the bubble in these sneaks Yo Jennifer, or was it Monique That chick got dolphins tattoed on her feet Last week, I seen a best friend Undressin' a Madison in the westend Exit, cut to breakfast Eggs benidict and a fresh pearl necklace Legs in the air like a goddamn gymnast Please God, I beg for forgiveness Then she asked if I've been to Memphis I said no, but I'm a fan of Elvis That's where I learned to move my pelvis She said, "What's my name?" I said, "Jane?" So someone take her picture (click, click) So I don't forget her (click, click) I wish I had a Polaroid (click, click) So I could remember (click, click) Yeah, yo, uh At a party at my crib, I can't remember what I did Woke up with a semi-hard dick and a fat chick Three days a week, call that a hat trick But everybody knows hockey ain't for black kids They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick Pinnin' every dome in Hollywood to the mattress Sin in every city, LA to Manhattan Grinnin like I'm guilty, but I dunno what happened So someone take her picture (click, click) (They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick) So I don't forget her (click, click) (They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick) I wish I had a Polaroid (click, click) (They call me Shwayze, kinda like Patrick) They call me Shwayze So someone take her picture So I don't forget her I wish I had a Polaroid So I could remember So someone take her picture So I don't forget her I wish I had a Polaroid So I could remember So someone take her picture So I don't forget her I wish I had a Polaroid So I could remember So someone take her picture So I don't forget her I wish I had a Polaroid So I could remember |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
The Man (Yo, yo, yo)on the radio said: (Yo, yo, yo)James Brown is dead. (Yo, yo, yo)Godfather of soul, lays in his bed,(Yo, yo, yo) yeh (Have you heard what the kids are listening to?) Yo, uh, Woke up, (Got high) Sho'nuff (Sky high) Got in the ride turned the radio up, Then they said James Brown was dead. Is it true? Or am i just doped up. Know what? I'm calling my folks up, They said he died 'cause Hip hop sucks. Aint got no soul like a old pair of chucks, It's about time that somebody stepped up [Chorus] And the man (Yo, yo, yo)on the radio said(I regret to report) (Yo, yo, yo)James Brown is Dead(Just Press Record) The (Yo, yo, yo)Godfather of soul, lays in his bed,(Yo, yo, yo) yeh. (Have you heard what the kids are listening to?) Hit the studio (Check 1, 2) Sho'nuff, Yo Cisco turn my headphones up I got a message for the kids of America Play it loud in your Hi-Fi stereo. Wi-Fi, download the ringtone, California Love is your theme song. Drop the guitar, le'mme hear the beat y'all, Do like Dr. Brown and move your feet y'all [Chorus] And the man (Yo, yo, yo)on the radio said(I regret to report) (Yo, yo, yo)James Brown is Dead(Just Press Record) The (Yo, yo, yo)Godfather of soul, lays in his bed,(Yo, yo, yo) yeh. (Have you heard what the kids are listening to?) I just got back from a little vacation. Grew some wings and flew to Vegas. Met a girl, took her 'round the world, Form New York, New York to Ceasar's Now i'm sitting in L.A. alone. I fell asleep with my blue jeans on. I woke up had three missed calls. They said: James Brown is gone. (James Brown is Dead) (I regret to report, Have you heard what the kids are listening to? I regret to report James Brown is Dead.) (I regret to report James Brown is dead. Have you heard what the kids are listening to?) [Chorus] And the man (Yo, yo, yo)on the radio said(I regret to report) (Yo, yo, yo)James Brown is Dead(Just Press Record) The (Yo, yo, yo)Godfather of soul, lays in his bed,(Yo, yo, yo) yeh. (Have you heard what the kids are listening to?) And the man (Yo, yo, yo)on the radio said(I regret to report) (Yo, yo, yo)James Brown is Dead(Just Press Record) The (Yo, yo, yo)Godfather of soul, lays in his bed,(Yo, yo, yo) yeh. |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
<i>[verse 1]</i>
With my raincoat on Its alright baby hold my hand I aint tryin to be your man Lets take it slow Relax a little Make it so its naturable As a matter of fact Lets take it black To the very first day I had your back We shared a cab Shared a laugh Shared a glass And I kissed yo ass Kissed yo lips after class We both had history after math Passin notes teachers askin for em I read em out loud to the class Like a poem or a rap Say it liked I mean it When my big toe tap Hand them back and forth like that If you like what your hearin You can meet me out back (out back) <i>[pre chorus]</i> With my raincoat on In the heart of the sun With my raincoat on In the heart of the city <i>[chorus]</i> I lalalost my mind I lalalost my lady I lalalost my mind But I lalalove you baby <i>[verse 2]</i> It crossed my mind Beofre I lost my mind I guess I should check back in sometime Sometimes a perfect litte word rhymes And sometimes it dont Fine rewind Repeat it three times if you mean it I wanna crib by the beach believe it So baby doll im leavin Baby doll im leavin Duffle bag filled with clothes Notebook filled with flows Phonebook filled with hoes My dope hook gonna get me close My hope is what drives me towards this future Like a midnight double feature So I high that I blow those tweeters In the speakers <i>[pre chorus]</i> With my raincoat on In the heart of the sun With my raincoat on In the heart of the city <i>[chorus]</i> I lalalost my mind (she outs the door) I lalalost my lady (she outs the door) I lalalost my mind (she outs the door) But I lalalove you baby (she outs the door) <i>[verse 3]</i> Woke up at about noon Just thought that I had to be in compton soon To get my hair lined up And a new tattoo The blacker the berry The sweeter the juice The mac of the year Shwayzes a fool Take you to school And pick you up too Maybe I do anything for you Maybe I do anything for you Maybe I do anything for you Maybe I do anything for you Would you do it for me? <i>[chorus/outro]</i> I lalalost my mind (she outs the door) I lalalost my lady (she outs the door) I lalalost my mind (she outs the door) But I lalalove you baby (she outs the door) I lalalost my mind (you know lifes good right now) I lalalost my lady (im next to the beach) I lalalost my mind (my feet in the sand your gone and im happy) But I lalalove you baby (whatever baby) I lalalost my mind I lalalost my lady I lalalost my mind But I lalalove you baby |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
Her name was Mary Jane
She sang, like Etta James She came and went to easily And it's strange, how times are changed I seen Mary yesterday, and she Don't look the same to me Baby what's the word? I ain't trying to kill your mockingbird I got scared and I started walking backwards And after I got home alone I couldn't stop drunk dialing your cellular phone And when you don't pick up, your hang up hurts I know I got caught with my hand up her skirt I'm into sandals with the candle light romance I go to itunes, to download your slow jams Typhoon, with the thunder clap I fell in love with the girl in my summer class She sat, right next to me And she made me tell the truth like ecstasy So, whoa, I gotta slow myself on down I've been in love before Her name was Mary Jane She sang, like Etta James She came and went to easily And it's strange, how times are changed I seen Mary yesterday, and she Don't look the same to me Baby we can be my mellow lil lady Marijuana sunshine soul made crazy Why go back and forth like a maybe? You and I can flow and say I love sailing Light brown Elleby on Chip and Dale Skin say I'm fat but I'm skinny as a rail Pet snail, I got a freak on her knees I need a little more made of the American Dream I want her fired up, yea baby don't try to tie me up I'm just not the type of guy that'd wanna lie to ya And if you wanna try to fall in love It's going to take a little time And I won't budge for a minute now You've got to slow yourself on down I've been in love before Her name was Mary Jane She sang, like Etta James She came and went to easily And it's strange, how times are changed I seen Mary yesterday, and she Don't look the same to me Well she arrived on an astroplane 6:45 on a Saturday Just in time for the masquerade Just in time for the masquerade Well she arrived in a limousine 7:45 on a Sunday Just in time to see Me making love to her friend Marie I said: Baby this ain't what you think Like I'm supposed to say that 'cause I've seen it on t.v. Then she ran out into the street Why this has happened to me? No, got to slow myself on down I know where this is going now I've been in love before Her name was Mary Jane She sang, like Etta James She came and went to easily And it's strange, how times are changed I seen Mary yesterday, and she Don't look the same to me |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah I don't miss you I'm a dismiss you I'm a kiss you, next time I see you It's true [Chorus:] Give all your lovin', give all your war I don't need much of that No, no, I'm a be alright, I'm a be alright Seventeen, hero beauty queen introduced to me She in the Hollywood scene Moved to Cali from NYC It's been eight months and she ain't happy A couple shots of Patron, she eased the pain Chased it with some Jack just to smile again The everyday routine Of a broken teen who left her heart close to where she left her dreams Hidden tucked away so far now they missing I took her hand and said baby listen For every moment you waste, there's another right behind it to take it's place Cause life goes on when it ain't so sweet Don't give up on it Get back on your feet You can take another breath you gon' be okay Just smile, forget yesterday [Chorus:] Give all your lovin', give all your war I don't need much of that No no, I'm a be alright, I'm a be alright Cause all I need is a bag of weed And lazy susan, so I can watch my tv In the mall is where I met her Wearing a brown sweater She said she had a man But I said I could do it better My name is Shwayze, she responded with I'm Loretta What a beautiful name, she said what beautiful game One conversation lead to another Was under some drinks, now we fucking each other Constant sex turn to constant text Saying how much she missed me Wishing she could be with me Damn, I made her cheat on her man What makes me think she won't be cheating again I just said never mind, yeah I miss you too Give me a sec and I roll on through Days turn to week, now holding hands and kissing cheeks Using nicknames, spittin' game is obsolete Damn, don't do to me what you did before I just kept my mouth shut and we fucked some more (Yeah) [Chorus:] Give all your lovin', give all your war I don't need much of that No no, I'm a be alright, I'm a be alright Cause all I need is a bag of weed And lazy susan lying right here next to me I've given too many chances two exotic dancers Asking too many questions and receiving no answers Investing my finances on pills for enhancement Even got some facial cream so they could think I was handsome Now, tell me that ain't insecurrrre Yeah, you're right Kanye but how am I gonna fuck her? It seems nowadays that's our only motive And we're going to the first date without a trojan [Chorus:] Give all your lovin', give all your war I don't need much of that No no, I'm a be alright, I'm a be alright Cause all I need is a bag of weed Lazy susan, so I can watch my tv Lazy susan lying right here next to me |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
Ay yo
It's 6 AM and I'm drinkin' a brew, 6:45 still thinkin' of you Thinkin' who, wanna give they love to you Better than the only black kid in the booth I ain't from the hood but my rap is good Knocked three times on the Cadillac wood Kid got luck like a rabbit's foot Shit is good, yeah shit is good Chillin' in the sand with my video cam Swallowed the benzo that azapam Sports illustrated model gettin' tan Said "Damn Shwayze you kinda like the man" Get I am and I'm big in Japan My pic and my hair and my dick and my hand What would you do with a hundred grand? Shit, I'd buy a fresh-ass Benz When she walked in thst club that night, She had a look in her eye like a flashlight She said baby I'm a be alright And the DJ put on our favorite song And we danced between the lights Left the club when it's light outside, She sing along to my songs in the ride "It's alright we can call it a night", I said politely eventhough it didn't sound right, She said "yeah right" I said "damn straight" I know a place where we can get down babe, I got a blanky, I'll lay it on the sand sand I went deep like the god damn Grand Can, Grand slam, bacon and the ham, She was a fan that turned to a friend, But now I think I love her since I took her to bed She shook up my head, Took all my time, Spit all my money on diamonds and wine, What would you do with a hundred grand? Shit I spent it all on a girl man, What would you do with a hundred grand? Shit I'd buy a fresh ass benz When she walked in thst club that night, She had a look in her eye like a flashlight She said baby I'm a be alright And the DJ put on our favorite song And we danced between the lights When she walked in thst club that night, She had a look in her eye like a flashlight She said baby I'm a be alright And the DJ put on our favorite song And we danced between the lights You got a light? Boy I got a spliff Gotta split got a life to live I gotta get gotta write some shit On the tip of my tongue just like a kiss I might miss but I might just hit And if I do I'm a be hella rich And I'll get a way finer bitch So you better be nice sweet lips And I might just buy you a benz When she walked in thst club that night, She had a look in her eye like a flashlight She said baby I'm a be alright And the DJ put on our favorite song |
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from Shwayze - Shwayze [Explicit Version] (2008)
If you got the weed
I got the pipe We can get high together All night If you got the weed I got the light We can get high together All night It's 9:45 work start at 10 So it looks like I'm callin' In sick again I'd rather get some herb And kick it with my friends Hit the beach and treat it like a weekend Me and Jenn Ain't really speakin' So baby girl come over This instant Got a new ride So fuck the speed limit I live by the 'W's Weed and women I live on the beach Down the street from cheech I can't buy you a drink And it's not that I'm cheap I'm just broke ma To let you know But some how I always got some weed to smoke And if I don't I'll still get you high With my love Under the moon sky 21 years young Got a limited time 'Cause we livin to die So I'm livin it right If you got the weed I got the pipe We can get high together All night If you got the weed I got the light We can get high together All night Yo on saturday Took her to a play It was the matinee I didn't even pay her The daddy say That he don't like my ways Probably 'cause I hit it three times today Dropped her off late With a sticky face So a kiss on the cheek Is your mistake Drivin' down PCH With a smile on my face And a blunt in my ash tray A cute chick on my side And her ass is great Almost out of gas So we hit the bank I didn't pay so I told her thanks When she lent me the card And filled my tank Yeah she in the scene Yatta yatta With evisu jeans Sidekick in her purse Alexander mcqueen I got my tip t-shirt And some brand new kicks But you know they aint clean If you got the weed I got the pipe We can get high together All night If you got the weed I got the light We can get high together All night High together all night If you got the weed I got the pipe We can get high together All night High together all night If you got the weed I got the light We can get high together All night High together all night |
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She look like sex, drugs, rock and roll
When she move it on the dance floor Stop, go, stop and go Like a New York cab yo Fast, slow, fast and slow She drives me mad yo Just like my nano She shuffling, Im lovin it Im thinking about touchin it Kissin her in public But baby got me fumblin, Stumblin, and mumblin She got me wonderin, If I should get her number then She just looked up at me and said Take me in the bathroom Take my clothes off Make love to me up against a dirty wall Cause I cant wait to get you home (wait to get you home) She tastes like cigarettes and alcohol Up all night on aderoll Innocent, but not at all She my Brooklyn Barbie doll Dancin like (mmm), fakin like (ohhh) What you think about sex on the first night? (okay) Im thinking about touchin it Kissin her in public But baby got me fumblin, Stumblin, and mumblin She got me wonderin, If I should get her number then I just looked at her instead (I said) Take me in the bathroom Take my clothes off Make love to me up against a dirty wall Cause I cant wait to get you home (wait to get you home) Take me out the back door Take my clothes off Make love to me up against somebodys car Cause I cant wait to get you home (wait to get you home) She was a waitress Wait, she was an actress I, dimmed like a starlet, in fact she was a harlot Her lips like Scarlet, Johansson They part to say Im handsome I start to say I know Thats when she pulled out my handgun (bam) Take me in the bathroom Take my clothes off Make love to me up against a dirty wall Cause I cant wait to get you home (wait to get you home) Take me out the back door Take my clothes off Make love to me up against somebodys car Cause I cant wait to get you Cause I cant wait to get you home |
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from Shwayze - Let It Beat (2009)
Was born to rock. learned to walk in flip flops.
And I bought my clothes at the local thrift shop. I wouldn't be late if I looked at the clock, but id rather spend time than buy a wrist watch. Zip-lock keep it fresh. red hot chili pep. dread lock rosta. I was high when we met, but I remember everything from your eyes to your dress. Sun rise on the east when it sets on the west side. Let the guitar play. yeah, lets vibe. Forget the bad days, think about the good times. The pimp c's at the hollywood go, where is my mind? I just don't know. Life goes so fast then it goes too slow. Had to join a band to discover the flow. But ay yo I got two tickets to the rock show. dead center front row. I wanna take you out to the rock show baby. Make you understand what makes me. And if you want I will go crazy for you. (if you wanna go crazy girl) oh oh (then you can be my baby girl) Before I drove I walked, kickin rocks in the park. Kick flip and drop. Shootin hoops on the black top. I still remember when the joints were skinny, way before I had a penny and lenny chopped his dread locks. Late night, I listened to the tape box til the daylight come and I break off to find a girl so I could sing a love song in her ear and tell her where we go from here. Get the guitar baby play lets drop. Forget the bad days, think about the good times. Make love every night like the first night. And dance in the sand, like its our birth right. Live it up cause it may not last. Life goes too slow then it goes too fast. Had to see the future to discover the past, so if you wanna go here's a backstage pass. I wanna take you out to the rock show baby. Make you understand what makes me. And if you want I will go crazy for you. (if you wanna go crazy girl) oh oh (then you can be my baby girl) I wanna take you out to the rock show baby. Make you understand what makes me. And if you want I will go crazy for you. Oh oh (yeah you could be my baby girl) I wanna take you out to the rock show baby. Make you understand what makes me. And if you want I will go crazy for you. Oh oh. oh ooooh ohhhh. If you want I will go crazy. If you want I will go crazy. If you want I will go crazy for youuuuu. Oh ooooh ohhhh |
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from Shwayze - Let It Beat (2009)
Sally is a Hippie girl one day
Sally is a Rock chick the next Sally is a Hiphop Baby then a drip pop lady But there's one thing Sally says everyday, its She loves me, She loves me just the way I am (yeah) She loves me, She loves me just the way I am (Hey, hey, hey) I got a girl named Sally, she like to keep it trendy One day its hippy chic, next day its gucci fendi She got a gold chain, like it was 1980 She buys 3 magazines a week, just to see who I'm datin' I been to Paris, London, & still.. i come back to Sally Cuz' I know how she feels Sally is a Hippie girl one day Sally is a Rock chick the next Sally is a Hiphop Baby then a drip pop lady But there's one thing Sally says everyday, its She loves me, She loves me just the way I am She loves me, She loves me just the way I am (Just the way I am) I got a girly girl, but she's a tomboy She like to go nuts, my little almond joy I try to make her blush, but she's just way too tough Yeah she's so emo with her makeup and her haircut She's a rich girl but she could careless; American Apparel With her dads American Express. She's a college girl Lettin' lose at night In a mini skirt, sippin' goose and sprite Shes all around the world, she ain't your average girl And everytime I leave, I'm comin' back to her Sally is a Hippie girl one day Sally is a Rock chick the next Sally is a Hiphop Baby then a drip pop lady But there's one thing Sally says everyday & its She loves me, She loves me just the way i am She loves me, She loves me just the way i am (Just the way I am) To all my Sally's out there, put your hearts in the air tell me where you wanna go and i take you there i take you there, girl i take you there i take you there To all my Sally's out there, put your hearts in the air tell me where you wanna go and i take you there i take you there, girl i take you there i take you there Sally is a Hippie girl one day Sally is a Rock chick the next Sally is a Hiphop Baby then a drip pop lady But there's one thing Sally says everyday & its She loves me, She loves me just the way i am She loves me, She loves me just the way i am (Just the way i am) |
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from Shwayze - Let It Beat (2009)
Dirty little girl in a dirty little life
Dirty little thoughts in her dirty little mind Dirty little lips tell dirty little lies My dirty little girl Sure cleans up nice High fashion trash on the street Studio apartment penthouse sweet High class low life freak But shit goes on like oh la de Day and night she walk to the beat No sleep baby gotta eat Shake it like a tamberine Let me taste it little tangerine Some girls like movie stars Some girls like cash and cars Some girls like champane Some girls like caviar Some girls like other things Dont need no diamond rings All me dirty girls sing Dirty little girl in a dirty little life Dirty little thoughts in her dirty little mind Dirty little lips tell dirty little lies My dirty little girl ........ then i dont know? |
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from Shwayze - Let It Beat (2009)
You're a charm like the heart on your bracelet the only star i see from my spaceship from afar i could almost taste it, what it taste like? it tastes amazin' flash your break lights, i'll be patient but the way you're lookin' at me is drivin' me cra-zy definitely maybe i can't read the signs that you're sending me Baby,
I don't wanna wait all night x3 Just to watch you leave I don't wanna wait all night x3 Just to watch you leave Fire alarm goin' off in the basement. And i don't know how long i can take it. You're on my mind and i can't erase it When i close my eyes, i see you naked You impressed just a little bit, ain'tcha? You can give me just a little kiss, Cain'tcha? Tell your boyfriend you're puttin' on makeup And meet me in the bathroom five minutes later I don't wanna wait all night x3 Just to watch you leave I don't wanna wait all night x3 Just to watch you leave You the lock, I'm the key You the kick, i'm the snare, let's make a beat Nothin' in this world is free, except love And the air we breathe Do you wanna dance with me? And see where it goes from there mon cheri Mon cheri, we can see where it goes from there mon cheri I don't wanna wait all night x3 Just to watch you leave I don't wanna wait all night x3 Just to watch you leave Say babe, I been lookin for you since the Cassette tape days, Found me, then you pressed play Had me waitin' for the next day Stood me up like (____) with his shades, Hit me up with 'erry excuse to the point where what you say is a loop. And them otha' dudes fluke I don't know why you datin' them They lame like R&B groups Say babe, Why you got me callin you my girl when you out here cheatin on mee? All in the head of Tabi Bonney But anyways.. I need a lover like you babe Old school (________) and the hair like a toupee (_______) My time witchu pre paid. So sweet that soon i had no teeth. Ima buy you a candy bank if you be my girlfriend. I don't wanna wait all night x3 Just to watch you leave I don't wanna wait all night x3 Just to watch you leave |
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from Shwayze - Let It Beat (2009)
Chorus]
What it do, baby blue Who am I? Who are you? Do you think that we could ever be one instead of two? What it is about you is I love everything, your kiss Your lips, your eyes, your nose You're perfect (You're perfect for me)(me x 4) (You're perfect for me)(me x 4) (You're perfect for me) I know I never get you girl If I let you go and forget you girl So I call and I text you girl To let you know I want next to you girl We've been playing musical chairs for years Walking up and down the stairs Smile as we pass every once in a while I used to buy a little grass from your brother as a child Now I'm grown up Maybe not but I know enough And if I don't I aight gonna show her love Be strong, take her broken heart, sew it up No stairs, this elevator's going up I be in paradise, million dollar gamble The odds are against us but I got a handle Of course I'm talking in the mirror today 'Cause when I see you in the street I never say: [Chorus] I know you never get me girl If I don't let you know who I am pretty girl But in my head I see you dancing and twirling I be your beach boy, you can be my city girl Love and happiness Butter napiness Peanut skin Salt water taffy lips Cupid said love ain't an accident Ran out of arrows so he hit me with the javelin Travelin' Wildberry mixed with the ramblin' Man I want to feel more like a jam band You my good time girl, what's happen' TV on the radio, static keep crack-eling I ain't an acter, You ain't an acter-ess I want a real love, no cameras No videos, no cameos No champagne Damn I'm talking to myself again 'Cause what I saw on the street I never say [Chorus] It hurts when I bite my tongue with my teeth Now it's three years later and I still can't speak I got every sneaker but I still can't sneak I peaked so I'm looking for a thrill that's cheap I'm a freak, little like the hunchback In the corner with a dunce cap With a hole in my heart with a thumbtack If you loved me I never would've done that |
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from Shwayze - Let It Beat (2009)
Turn out the light. Lock the door
We can make a little love, then make a little more And tonight, baby I'm yours We can make a little love, then make a little more Little miss, can I steal the kiss And put it in a bottle with a lemon twist Pop the cap, and sip it slow It goes a little something like this I wanna see your glow Don't wanna leave tomorrow You blew in like the wind in Chicago Sippin on silver shots of Milagro Guess what Los Angeles dove Thinkin' 'bout your body got the kid all messed up Fessed up to the crime of this love I just wouldn't feel right if I left ya I wish I knew how to say, I really want you to stay Turn out the light, lock the door We can make a little love, then make a little more And tonight, baby I'm yours We can make a little love, let's make a little love Yeah, uh Click, click take a picture of it You and I like a mixture of it Sex and love, put it in a cup And when I drink, I drink to get drunk Lights out, who'd I think I was' Peach fuzz, I'm a sucker like a leech 'cause Beg you the keys like Alicia You my modern day Mona Lisa I wanna hug ya, I wanna squeeze ya Keep you up all night like the beasta And when I leave ya, I wanna need ya I wanna feel ya in my bones like fever One hundred and three degrees of heat Got my heart skippin' beats when I see ya Walkin' down the street, walkin' down the street Turn out the light, lock the door We can make a little love, then make a little more And tonight, baby I'm yours We can make a little love, then make a little more Make a little love Make a little love Make a little love Make a little love Make a little love Make a little love Make a little love Make a little love Let's make love when it's pourin' outside Let's make love when it's war outside Let's make love just because The people of the world don't make enough of it And when this song is on bump it Leap for love like you long jumpin' Keep it up 'cause we all strugglin' All you need is Turn out the light, lock the door We can make a little love, then make a little more And tonight, baby I'm yours We can make a little love Turn out the light, lock the door We can make a little love, then make a little more And tonight, baby I'm yours We can make a little love, then make a little more |
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from Shwayze - Let It Beat (2009)
i know a place where the hearts dont break
the reality is scripted and the boobs are fake the smell of success is sold like inscents and pump through the vents of your mercedes-benz and all my friends are almost famous making sex tapes to get on the a-list trynna get their faces on the tabloid pages so they can get paid to party in vegas and rehab and then its off to rehab and a 22 million dollar malibu beach pad i seen that the ways these girls on the scene that when they first show up trynna blow up you know what these little girls better grow up before they sniff and spend all their dough up O.D. choke on they throw up in the hotel california i know a little place we can go right down the road the lights are always on the bar is never closed i know a little place we can go right down the road but nothing good is free it'll cost you your heart and your soul i know a place on the sunset strip where all the beautiful ladies like to undress quick and if you gotta nice whip and come pick up the check you can get your dick wet by a young rocket sex money and fame in los angeles its a place where a pretty face get you access to the access of the young and the reckless another scratch on the bumper of my lexus new kid in town is the next big thing and she sing like a bird if your pitch corrected little pop star headed for the top now in the fast lane with the top down too late for the brakes cant stop now wild child call for your mom now screamin' out there's no place like home and then she spend another night alone i know a little place we can go right down the road the lights are always on the bar is never closed i know a little place we can go right down the road but nothing good is free it'll cost you your heart and your soul its ashame how the money and fame gotta pretty young thang goin' out with a bang gettin' used up so beat and bruised up the same ol' shit come later come sooner nuthin' new just a diferent case she dissappeared in a year no sign no trace got caught up in the pace leather and lace got addicted after just one taste she made an entrance lit up the place with a thousand flashes goin' off in her face she couldn't take it the fame stripped her naked taken over by the need to make it sleepin' with the agents to get a start sleepin' with directors to get the part sleepin' pills and alcohol i seen it all in the valley of the dogs i know a little place we can go right down the road the lights are always on the bar is never closed i know a little place we can go right down the road but nothing good is free it'll cost you your heart and your soul |
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from Piranha 3D (피라냐) [ost] (2010)
She look like sex, drugs, rock and roll
When she move it on the dance floor Stop, go, stop and go Like a New York cab yo Fast, slow, fast and slow She drives me mad yo Just like my nano She shuffling, Im lovin it Im thinking about touchin it Kissin her in public But baby got me fumblin, Stumblin, and mumblin She got me wonderin, If I should get her number then She just looked up at me and said Take me in the bathroom Take my clothes off Make love to me up against a dirty wall Cause I cant wait to get you home (wait to get you home) She tastes like cigarettes and alcohol Up all night on aderoll Innocent, but not at all She my Brooklyn Barbie doll Dancin like (mmm), fakin like (ohhh) What you think about sex on the first night? (okay) Im thinking about touchin it Kissin her in public But baby got me fumblin, Stumblin, and mumblin She got me wonderin, If I should get her number then I just looked at her instead (I said) Take me in the bathroom Take my clothes off Make love to me up against a dirty wall Cause I cant wait to get you home (wait to get you home) Take me out the back door Take my clothes off Make love to me up against somebodys car Cause I cant wait to get you home (wait to get you home) She was a waitress Wait, she was an actress I, dimmed like a starlet, in fact she was a harlot Her lips like Scarlet, Johansson They part to say Im handsome I start to say I know Thats when she pulled out my handgun (bam) Take me in the bathroom Take my clothes off Make love to me up against a dirty wall Cause I cant wait to get you home (wait to get you home) Take me out the back door Take my clothes off Make love to me up against somebodys car Cause I cant wait to get you Cause I cant wait to get you home |
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from Cisco - Drunk Off Your Love [ep, remix] (2011)
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