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from 2 Pistols - Death Before Dishonor (2008)
Crying, moaning, just can't wait 'til morning
Waiting too long, finally yuh come a long Baby love, explain yuh self, baby girl Lead out, lead out, lead out, lead out Like a clock ticking on the wall, seven days a week So weak I need yuh body next to mine Cyaan eat nor sleep like a club to a screw I do you so neat, spread your feet Lord (Hear mi tell di girl) Girl flex, time to have sex Long time yuh have di rude bwoy Yah a sweat girl, flex time to have sex Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a sweat I rather wait out-a patience Lovin' she get that will be sufficient I rather wait till I cyaan wait no more X amount of lovin hardcore Me a listen jus to hear she knock 'pon di door Only to touch her me null want know no more Girl, flex time to have sex Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a sweat Girl, flex time to have sex Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a Before she reach, I could smell her perfume I could not wait to get her inna di room Before she reach I could smell her perfume I could not wait to get her inna Feel like a surgeon, prepare di surgery But I hope di likkle girl no charge me fi perjury Action with di injection Worky, worky girl, according to plan Girl flex, time to have sex Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a wait Girl flex, time to have sex Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a Know me ready, gal tickle up mi fancy Skin to skin perform di surgery Know me ready ain't wasting no time Reach yuh climax girl anytime Know me ready, receive what me affi give Good lovin every day that yuh live Ready gal let's go for it Agony gal from start to finish Girl flex time to have sex Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a sweat Girl flex time to have sex Look how long she have di rude bwoy a Bet mi life, she not go late again When she remember what where or when Bet mi life she* II be always early For me to perform a long-a surgery Bet mi life I cyaan count on dat Surgeon knife a slice it like a flechette Girl flex, time to have sex Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a sweat Girl flex, time to have sex Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a... I rather wait out-a patience Lovin' she get that will be sufficient I rather wait till I cyaan wait no more X amount of lovin hardcore, me a listen Jus to her she knock pon di door Jus to touch her me nuh want know no more Girl flex, time to have sex Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a sweat Girl flex, time to have sex Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a Know me ready, gal tickle up mi fancy Skin to skin perform di surgery Know me ready girl ain't wasting no time Reach yuh climax girl anytime Know me ready Receive what me affi give Good lovin' every day that |
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from Rihanna - Good Girl Gone Bad (2007)
SAY IT
Intro: You should tell me what′s buggin you, and I′ll tell ya bout me You should tell me your deepest thoughts, and Ima make it easy... Emotions runnin wild I can feel it when I′m next to you Something?s on your mind... You wanna stay but won′t tell me, it?s a bunch of secrecy...so what are you tryna hide I know what that look means you hold my hand so tightly whenever we say goodbye... Standing by the door I can tell ya can′t take no more Blow ya secret open wide... HOOK: So baby if you say it Tell me what it is you like Baby baby don′t be shy And maybe you can spend the night...if ya say it But if you′re playing Not with it cuz you know what I wanna hear Say it that′ll make it more clear... I need to know how you feel. So baby won′t ya say it Won′t ya tell me what′s goin on Why why you waitin on it What you waitin for Soon you should tell me or I might be gone But I′m here for ya baby you should put me on... Vs2 I won′t shoot ya down Make you feel some kind of way if you′d be honest with me... Put away your pride I can see it in your face You want me permanently Like how I wind when we′re dancing I know how it happened and I′m right there with you... But I won′t be the first to put myself out there, the feelin is mutual Bridge: Your eyes steady talking And you′re tryna fight it But some things baby are not worth hiding We can find heaven if we go look together So won′t won′t you tell me and get it off your chest... ------------------------------------------------- cafe.daum.net/rihanna |
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