Bony Moronie (Live) - Lyrics - Johnny Winter: A Rock 'n' Roll Collection - Johnny Winter

Title: Bony Moronie (Live)
Album: Johnny Winter: A Rock 'n' Roll Collection
Artist: Johnny Winter
Composer(s): Larry Williams

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Lyric:
I got a girl named Bony Moronie
She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni
Ought to see her rock 'n roll with her blue jeans on
She's not very fat, just skin and bone

Well now, I love her and she loves me
Oh, how happy now we gotta be
Makin' love underneath the apple tree

Well, I told her mama and her papa too
Just exactly what I'm gonna do
We're gonna get married on a night in June
Rock 'n roll by the light of the silvery moon

Well now, I love her and she loves me
Oh, how happy now we gotta be
Makin' love underneath the apple tree

Well, she's my one and only, she's my heart's desire
She's a real upsetter, she's a real live wire
Everybody's watchin' when my baby walks by
She's some good lookin', really catches the eye

Well now, I love her and she loves me
Oh, how happy now we gotta be
Makin' love underneath the apple tree

Makin' love, makin' love, makin' love
Harder, harder, harder, harder

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Baby Fratelli - Lyrics - Costello Music - Fratellis

Title: Baby Fratelli
Album: Costello Music
Artist: Fratellis
Composer(s): John Lawler

Lyric:
I said, oh my, I don't know why
I was just busy watching everyone go by
Outside the shite bar and you're a red car
Me and your girlfriend and your sister with the big scar

I said oh Christ, I told you twice
It's just not easy going through all these things thrice
What's this I wondered, you drive a bluebird
You got no money for the petrol, that's what I heard

And it's all right, she'll be sucking fingers all night
Wearing those shoes, oh, any excuse to go to the gang fight
And oh, she's alright, everybody says she's uptight
Sick in the head, first in the bed, so easy to be Friday's nightmare

I said, oh no, oh, please just go
You got no eyelids and sweet Ella loves me so
She got my number, though I can't stand her
I can't help diggin' her a hope I guess I wonder

And oh, it's clear, you want me dear
It would be easier if I was never here
You got the money and I got the reason
I'll stick around with you for just another season

And it's alright, she'll be sucking fingers all night
Wearing those shoes, oh, any excuse to go to the gang fight
And oh, she's alright, everybody says she's uptight
Sick in the head, first in the bed, so easy to be Friday's nightmare

She's just getting along
So don't tell me she's yours
Oh, please tell me I'm wrong again
It's all in a day

So what can you say
Just sleep in your shoes
With the winterbox blues
Any time you choose, oh yeah

She said, oh my, I don't know why
I was just busy watching everyone go by
What's this I wondered, you drive a bluebird
You got no money for the petrol, that's what I heard

And it's alright, she'll be sucking fingers all night
Wearing those shoes, oh, any excuse to go to the gang fight
And oh, she's alright, everybody says she's uptight
Sick in the head, first in the bed, so easy to be Friday's wonder

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Everybody Loves To Cha, Cha, Cha - Lyrics - James Taylor

Title: Everybody Loves To Cha, Cha, Cha
Artist: James Taylor
Composer(s): Sam Cooke

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Lyric:
Everybody loves to cha cha cha
Little children like to cha cha cha
They like to cha cha cha, they like to cha cha cha
Everybody likes to cha cha cha

Took my baby to the hop last night
And what to my surprise
When we got there, she hit me with the news
Right between the eyes, yeah

She said she couldn't do the cha cha cha
She said she couldn't do the cha cha cha
She couldn't cha cha cha, no, she couldn't cha cha cha
My baby couldn't do the cha cha cha

I told her not to worry
They'd play some other dance
But we sat there for an hour and a half
And we never got a chance

For every song they played was the cha cha cha
Every song they played was the cha cha cha
"Tom Dooley", cha cha cha, "Tea For Two", cha cha cha
Every number was the cha cha cha

I told her not to worry
There's only one thing we can do
Baby, if you let me take you by the hand
I'm gonna teach this dance to you

Then, I told her one, two, cha cha cha
One, two, cha cha cha and up now, cha cha cha
Baby and back, now, cha cha cha
That's right, turn now, cha cha cha
Alright, let's cross now, cha cha cha
I taught my baby how to cha cha cha

We kept on dancing
And was I surprised, for you see
After we practiced for a little while
She was doing it better than me

Now my baby loves to do the cha cha cha
She loves to do the cha cha cha
She likes her cha cha cha, she likes to cha cha cha
Everybody likes to cha cha cha

They do it, one, two, cha cha cha, alright
One, two, cha cha cha and up now, cha cha cha
Alright, back now, cha cha cha
Alright, baby, let's cross now, cha cha cha
And turn now cha cha cha, whoah

Cha cha cha
Cha cha cha
Cha cha cha
...

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Handshakes - Lyrics - Live It Out - Metric

Title: Handshakes
Album: Live It Out
Artist: Metric
Composer(s): Emily Haines, James Shaw

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Lyric:
Say you wanna get in
And then you wanna get out
When you get the money
To buy yourself a castle

How will you wear your leisure?
You zipper back and front
On the fence together
Weekends in leather

Flip to the right
And slip back to the left
For handshakes at the ranch
And small talk at the crossroads

Rubbing up to the ladder
Sucking on every rung
Coming up forever
And hanging on

That's entertainment
Where my camera's roll
Can you face the pavement
For a happy dog and pony show?

Everybody loves you baby
Off course they do
Do you miss me?
I miss you

Buy this car to drive to work
Drive to work to pay for this car
Buy this car to drive to work
Drive to work

Buy this car to drive to work
Drive to work to pay for this car

Buy this car to drive to work
Drive to work to pay for this car

Say you wanna get in
And you're gonna get out
But you won't
'Cause it's a trap

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Everybody Finds Out - Lyrics - Say You Will - Fleetwood Mac

Title: Everybody Finds Out
Album: Say You Will
Artist: Fleetwood Mac
Composer(s): Stevie Nicks, Rick Nowels

Lyric:
We see no change in sight
Watching her decline
She gets on a midnight plane
She's done it a thousand times

And thats starts out in the darkness
It doesn't do well in the light
Affairs of the heart start out in the dark
Usually stay with the night

(Ooh ooo ooh oh)
(Ooh ooo oh)
I know you don't agree
(Ooh ooo oh)
(Ooh ooo oh)
(Everyday you tell me)
(Ooh ooo ooh oh)
(Ooh ooo oh)
I know you don't agree
(Ooh ooo oh)
(Ooh ooo oh)
I know he loves me
Everyday he calls me
He says he adores me
What can I say?
You can't love him
You can't have him
I do have him
Most of the time
Anywhere we can
Anytime we can
Get away
Get away

Maybe it's just something else
That you can't tell me
Maybe it's in the way that you
Look away from me

It's not like any words
Need to be said
Well you always know when something is wrong
My friend

(Ooh ooo ooh oh)
(Ooh ooo oh)
I know you don't agree
(Ooh ooo oh)
(Ooh ooo oh)
(Everyday you tell me)
(Ooh ooo ooh oh)
(Ooh ooo oh)
I know you don't agree
(Ooh ooo oh)
(Ooh ooo oh)
I know he loves me
Everyday he calls me
He says he adores me
What can I say?
You can't love him
You can't have him
I do have him
Most of the time
Anywhere we can
Anytime we can
Get away
Get away

I know he loves me
And I know he loves me
You can't love him
You can't have him
I do have him
Most of the time
Anywhere we can, baby
Anytime we can
Get away

We see no change in sight
Watching her decline
She gets on a midnight plane
She's done it a thousand times

When love starts out in the darkness
It doesn't do well in the light
Affairs of the heart start out in the dark
Usually stay with the night

When nobody sees them
At least, not together
She rarely goes out
She spends every day
Waitin' for the day
When everybody finds out
Don't you know?
Don't you know?

You can't love him
You can't have him
I do have him
Most of the time
Anywhere we can, baby
Anytime we can
Get away

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Excuses - Lyrics - Ginuwine

Title: Excuses
Artist: Ginuwine
Composer(s): Kowan Paul, Ginuwin

Lyric:
Yo, what's up? This is Ginuwine and I wanna tell you
It ain't no time for excuses with your woman
You be right or you be out, ya heard
Do it right, check this is out, this is my story

There's a time that comes in a mans life
When is real, want it all, when his mind is right
It could come at any time, morning, noon or night
You would know at the time, nothing more to fight

He might not and I know
'Cause I've done the same
You know I'm right there with you, dog
But she won't play the game

She will be done packed your bags
Sit 'em all there right outside your door
'Cause she's tired of the lyin' shit
And she ain't takin' no more, oh, no she ain't

Excuses
(Everybody has one)
Excuses
(She don't wanna hear them no more, oh)

Excuses
(She said take that shit elsewhere)
Excuses
(She don't wanna hear, no)
Excuses
(She don't)

Excuses
(She ain't got time for them)
Excuses
(So don't fill her mind with them, no)

Excuses
(She said take that shit elsewhere)
Excuses
(She don't wanna hear, no)
Excuses
(She don't)

Take her out, hold her hand, let her know you'll die for her
'Cause that's your lady, yes, that's your baby
She's a seed, feed her well, watch her blossom out
And only the real players out there can dig what I'm talkin' 'bout

Be that man, be that one, do the things she loves
Pay attention, should I mention how it all was once
You broke your neck just to get her, don't you pull back now
'Cause sooner or later she'll be gone, what you're askin' now

Excuses
(Everybody has one)
Excuses
(But she don't wanna hear them no more)
(Oh, no she don't)

Excuses
(She said take that shit elsewhere)
Excuses
(Oh)
Excuses
(She don't)

Excuses
(Yeah, she)
Excuses
(Don't fill her mind)

Excuses
(She said take that shit else, oh, yes, she did)
Excuses
(Listen)
Excuses
(She don't)

Don't fake nor front, tell her now
Make your choice right now
Tell her where you stand
You're no boy or little kid, you're grown
Standin' big, young man
Think what brought that in, ooh

All that shit you're talkin' 'bout
Like you ain't heard the phone
She's up on it, dog, she's up on it, dog
And all that fake shit like your beeper was off
She's up on it, dog, she's up on it, dog
(Ooh)

Excuses
(Everybody gots one)
Excuses
(She don't wanna hear them)

Excuses
(She said take that shit elsewhere)
Excuses
(She don't)
Excuses
(She don't)

Excuses
(She ain't got time for them)
Excuses
(So don't fill her mind with them)

Excuses
(Huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses
(No, no, no)
Excuses
(She don't, she don't wanna)

Excuses
(She don't wanna hear no excuses)
Excuses
(Ooh, she don't wanna)

Excuses
(Come on)
Excuses
(She don't wanna hear them)
Excuses
(She don't)

Excuses
(She ain't got time, huh, she don't feel them)
Excuses
(Ooh, ooh, she don't deserve)

Excuses
(No, huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses
(She don't wanna)
Excuses
(She don't)

Excuses

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Float On [Long Version] - Lyrics - Float On - Floaters

Title: Float On [Long Version]
Album: Float On
Artist: Floaters
Composer(s): Arnold Darnell Ingram, James Mitchell Jr., Marvin Lee Willis, Louie Robinson, Phillip Gayle

Lyric:
Aquarius, Libra, Leo, Cancer
Ralph, Charles, Paul, Larry

Float, float on
Float on, float on
Float, float, float on
Float on, float on

Float, float on
Float on, float on
Float, float, float on
Float on, float on

Float, float on
Float on, float on
Float, float, float on

Aquarius, Libra, Leo, Cancer
Ralph, Charles, Paul, Larry

Aquarius and my name is Ralph
Now I like a woman who loves her freedom
And I like a woman who can hold her own
And if you fit that description, baby, come with me

Take my hand
Come with me, baby, to Love Land
Let me show you how sweet it could be
Sharing love with me, I want you to

Float, float on
(Come on, come on, come on, baby, yeah yeah)
Float on, float on
(Ooh, ooh, baby)
Float, float, float on
Float on, float on
(Float with me)

Libra and my name is Charles
Now I like a woman that's quiet
A woman who carries herself like
Miss Universe

A woman who would take me in her arms
And she would say, "Charles, yeah"
And if you fit that description
This is for you especially

Take my hand
Come with me, baby, to Love Land
Let me show you how sweet it could be
Sharing loving with me, I want you to

Float, float on
(Girl, yes)
Float on, float on
(With Charles)
Float, float, float on
(Ooh, yeah)
Float on, float on

Leo and my name is Paul
You see I like all women of the world
You see to me, all women are wild flowers
And if you understand what I'm sayin', I want you to

Take my hand
Come with me, baby, to Love Land
Let me show you how sweet it could be
Sharing love with me, I want you to

Float, float on
(So float with me, baby)
Float on, float on
(Yeah)
Float, float, float on
(Float with Paul, y'all)
Float on, float on

Cancer and my name is Larry
And I like a woman that loves everything and everybody
Because I love everybody and everything
And you know what, ladies, if you feel that this is you
Then this is what I want you to do

Ooh, yeah, take my hand
Let me take you to Love Land
Let me show you how sweet it could be
Sharing your love with Larry, listen

Float, float on
(You better float with me now)
Float on, float on
(Float on)
Float, float, float on
(Yeah, yeah)
(You better float on)
(Float on)

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Just We Two - Lyrics - Modern Talking

Title: Just We Two
Artist: Modern Talking
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

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Lyric:
Good guys only win in the movies
Evil women telling stories
There will never be another you, it's true

Down and out in Paris city
All the things are tough and pretty
Stay with me until the night is gone, gone

Just we two, Mona Lisa breaks my heart
Just we two, you're a lovely work of art
Baby, just we two, you want me and I want you
Baby, just we two, I don't wanna lose on you

Everybody loves their lover
Everybody's undercover
Half a million miles I'll be from home, from home

Heaven must be missing an angel
You're the hottest child of the city
I can't ask for anymore than you, it's true

Just we two, Mona Lisa breaks my heart
Just we two, you're a lovely work of art
Baby, just we two, you want me and I want you
Baby, just we two, I don't wanna lose on you

Baby, just we two, I'm a first class fool
Baby, just we two, all my dreams come true
Just we two, Mona Lisa breaks my heart
Just we two, you're a lovely work of art

Baby, just we two, you want me and I want you
Baby, just we two, I don't wanna lose on you
Baby, just we two, you want me and I want you

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Shake It Off (Remix) - Lyrics - Mariah Carey

Title: Shake It Off (Remix)
Artist: Mariah Carey
Composer(s): Johnata M Austin, Mariah Carey, Bryan Michael Paul Cox, Jermaine Dupri

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Lyric:
Everybody just, everybody just bounce, bounce
Everybody just, everybody just bounce, bounce

I gotta shake it off
'Cause the loving ain't the same
And you keep on playing games
Like you know I'm here to stay

I gotta shake, shake it off
Just like the Calgon commercial
I really gotta get up outta here
And go somewhere

I gotta shake it off
Gotta make that move
Find somebody who
Appreciates all the love I give

Boy I gotta shake, shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means
I gotta shake you off

By the time you get this message
It's gonna be too late
So don't bother paging me
'Cause I'll be on my way

See I grabbed all my diamonds and clothes
Just ask your momma she knows
You're gonna miss me baby
Hate to say, "I told you so"

Well at first I didn't know
But now it's clear to me
You would cheat with all your freaks
And lie compulsively

So I packed up my Louis Vuitton
Jumped in your ride and took off
You'll never ever find a girl
Who loves you more than me

I gotta shake it off
'Cause the loving ain't the same
And you keep on playing games
Like you know I'm here to stay

I gotta shake, shake it off
Just like the Calgon commercial
I really gotta get up outta here
And go somewhere

I gotta shake it off
Gotta make that move
Find somebody who
Appreciates all the love I give

Boy I gotta shake, shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means
I gotta shake you off

I gotta shake, shake, shake shake, shake it off
Shake, shake, shake shake, shake it off
Shake, shake, shake shake, shake it off
Shake, shake, shake shake, shake it off

I found out about a gang
Of your dirty little deeds
With this one and that one
By the pool, on the beach, in the streets
Heard y'all was

Hold up, my phone's breakin' up
I'ma hang up and call the machine right back
I gotta get this off of my mind

You wasn't worth my time
So I'm leaving you behind
'Cause I need a real love in my life

Save this recording because
I'm never coming back home
Baby I'm gone
Don't cha know

I gotta shake you off
'Cause the loving ain't the same
And you keep on playing games
Like you know I'm here to stay

I gotta shake, shake it off
Just like the Calgon commercial
I really gotta get up outta here
And go somewhere

I gotta shake it off
Gotta make that move
Find somebody who
Appreciates all the love I give

Boy I gotta shake, shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means
I gotta shake you off

I gotta shake, shake, shake shake, shake it off
Shake, shake, shake shake, shake it off
Shake, shake, shake shake, shake it off
Shake, shake, shake shake, shake it off

I just gotta shake you off
'Cause the loving ain't the same
And you keep on playing games
Like you know I'm here to stay

I gotta shake, shake it off
Just like the Calgon commercial
I really gotta get up outta here
And go somewhere

I gotta shake you off
Gotta make that move
Find somebody who
Appreciates all the love I give

Boy I gotta shake, shake you off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means
I gotta shake you off
I gotta shake you off

Everybody just, everybody just bounce, bounce
I gotta shake, shake it off
Everybody just, everybody just bounce, bounce
I gotta shake, shake you off

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Sittin' On Top Of The World - Lyrics - Sittin' On Top Of The World - Leann Rimes

Title: Sittin' On Top Of The World
Album: Sittin' On Top Of The World
Artist: Leann Rimes
Composer(s): Amanda Marshall

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Lyric:
Never seen a sky so blue
I've never been happy with anyone
Like I am when I'm with you
Look at the sun shining up in the sky
I feel a little closer to heaven, baby
When I'm looking into your eyes

And as long as we're together, boy
I'm sitting on top of the world
Wanna feel this way forever, boy
I'm sitting on top of the world

Last night I lay in the dark
Tryin' to figure it out, tryin' to talk to my heart
But now it's morning and I still don't know why
All I know is that you got me feeling so good, baby
All I know is that it feels the way that true love should
Ain't no one luckier than you and I

And as long as we're together, boy
I'm sitting on top of the world
Wanna feel this way forever, boy
I'm sitting on top of the world

Everybody's got an opinion 'bout how this should be
But they don't understand it
No, no they just can't see
That I belong with you and baby baby
Baby, you belong with me

And as long as we're together, boy
I'm sitting on top of the world
Wanna feel this way forever, boy
I'm sitting on top of the world

And as long as we're together, boy
I'm sitting on top
Said I'm sitting on top
I'm sitting on top of the world

Say, my baby loves me boy
Baby's so good to me
I know he needs me
'Cause baby's so good to me, yeah, yeah, yeah

You know I never been happy baby
Like I am when I get next to you

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Feels Good - Lyrics - Confessions Of Fire - Cam'Ron

Title: Feels Good
Album: Confessions Of Fire
Artist: Cam'Ron
Composer(s): Darrell Branch, Cameron Giles, Leon Huff, Kenneth Gamble

Lyric:
Eh yo, why am I gonna sit here and let ya'll bug me
Cause I met a dime and the girl is lovely
And though we in love she ain't all luvy-duvy
Smacks me on the ass and says fast nigga fuck me
Don't worry if my babygirl trust me
I don't do nothing for her to bust me
I would love her if her rings were rusty
Feet were crusty
And arms were musty
Cause ain't nobody gettin that--just me
And ain't nobody hittin that--just me
If I cheat I know that she will bust me, crush me
Cause she know how many girls lust me
Back in the day they wouldn't even touch me
Now they say they don't want nobody but me
To tell the truth
Them girls just disgust me
Cause I already found the one that love me

It's all good
Lovin somebody
As long as somebody loves you back

It's all good
Lovin somebody
As long as somebody loves you back

Mess with her?
I ain't have to
But player I was glad to
Brownskin dove
But her love won't pass you
Promised her a ring
Along with a shine
Never stressin my rhyme
All she wanted is time
Where she find me at
Cause I'm a grimy cat
Puffin dime sacks to see where my mind be at
And you know the game a nigga got, I told her yo
I don't always have to hit the twat, just to get you hot
You don't believe me
Then pick a spot
But remember, I lick alot
Ayyo she likes to trick alot
Cause she got a bigga knot
Loves to see her nigga hot
Worries if I'm jigged or not
And her stuff--hot and divine
And the things she coppes--top of the line
Baby is hot and divine
Always poppin some wine
And then she told me
Cam, I got a rock on my mind

It's all good
Lovin somebody
As long as somebody loves you back

It's all good
Lovin somebody
As long as somebody loves you back

It feels good when you love em'
And they lovin you back
Go tit for tat
Never scratch your back
Matter of fact she touches and grabs
Not to lust you bad
Just to get you mad
When we alone she screams and moans
She don't front on me
Cause she don't want to be alone
Come on
Everybody needs somebody
Spanish girls screamin out
Ay Papi
Take her out
Uh-huh no doubt
Then we lace her out
Uh-huh no doubt
Then we ski her out
Ski her out
Then we eat her out
Eat her out
Come on, where your man at?
Where's your plans at?
You ain't go away this year
Where your tan at?
Cause me and ma just came from the tropics
Wit her legs cocked
And she beggin me to stop it

It's all good
Lovin somebody
As long as somebody loves you back

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Gpsa - Lyrics - Director - Avant

Title: Gpsa
Album: Director
Artist: Avant
Composer(s): Jermaine Dupri, Manuel Seal, Myron Avant

Lyric:
I know some people might not understand me
And might not go number one or wit a Grammy but uh
I done done the lovin', I done done the touchin'
All the kissin' and huggin' baby you know it's nothin'
Everybody know that I can, ooh hoo
Ladies love it when I go, ooh hoo

You tryna stop all that, no
Well, brotha please
Can you make me understand whatchu sayin'

Listen man
Troubles of the world today, it's got me heated
Every word I'm about to say, I feel it's needed
So let me talk about the things that's goin' on
(Goin' on)

The war is over but the troops ain't home
I see the bullets flyin', I see the people dyin'
See the babies cryin' what's the reason?

So who you posed to be, public enemy number one now
Next thing I know you gon' be tryna tell me to put my guns down
I'm tryna have a conversation witcha fo' you let these streets getcha
Show you a bigger picture then standin' on this block

You wanna talk well where the weed at, 'cuz homie I don't need that
Stuff you talkin' what I'm doin' ain't never gon' stop
You must been watchin' too much CNN, it's about dem dividends
The hood ain't changed, I don't know where you been
Everybody sufferin' and it's way mo' tougher than it was
And we don't never see nobody helpin' us

Okay that's so true, I can feel ya pain
I'm not here to argue, just put you up on game
But I guess you the type I can't tell a damn thang
Couple of dollas in yo pocket, and you start losin' ya brain

It's a trap, got you hustlin' all through the night
It's a trap, takin' pictures in broad daylight
Don't let the system trick you into nothin' else, please
Be a man and stand for yourself

If you're not rich by now, you'll probably never get it
How can I get this nigga to listen to what I'm sayin' to him
Dont' be a fool, with that I don't give a damn attitude
'Cuz I know you got someone at home that truly loves you

I'm tryna have a conversation witcha fo' you let these streets getcha
Show you a bigger picture then standin' on this block
You wanna talk well where the weed at, 'cuz homie I don't need that
Stuff you talkin' what I'm doin' ain't never gon' stop

Please listen, hear me when I say
Don't let the system knock you
Lock yo ass away 'cuz you got things to live for
Your family and your children
Don't wanna lose, the life that you've been given
(Stuff you talkin' what I'm doin' ain't never gon' stop)

Please listen, hear me when I say
Don't let the system knock you
Lock yo ass away 'cuz you got things to live for
Your family and your children
Don't wanna lose the life that you've been given

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Time Flies - Lyrics - Groove Theory - Groove Theory

Title: Time Flies
Album: Groove Theory
Artist: Groove Theory
Composer(s): L Larrieux, I Lee, B Wilson, A Larrieux

Lyric:
Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time we said goodbye
Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time we said goodbye

Here we are, look how long it's been
We come far and I remember when
We were young havin' fun, dancin' 'til the dawn
Now we're grown on our own, everybody's movin' on

Everything is changin'
Nothing stays the same
Even though we're leavin'
We'll be comin' back again

Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye
Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye

The loves, the laughs, the good ones and the bad
My precious memories of the times we had
Chances are, we'll go far, I know our day will come
Never lie, don't deny just remember where you're from

Everything is changin'
Nothing stays the same
Even though we're leavin'
We'll be comin' back again

Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye
Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye

Time it flies on by, you know it, baby
Time it flies on by
You're on my mind, you're in my heart
You're on my mind, on my mind

Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye
Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye

Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye
Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye

Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye
Oh how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye

Oh, how time flies, since we said hi
But now it's time, we said goodbye

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Tooken Back - Lyrics - The Pretty Toney Album - Ghostface Killah

Title: Tooken Back
Album: The Pretty Toney Album
Artist: Ghostface Killah
Composer(s): D. Coles, D. Lamb, P. Staples, W. Hart

Lyric:
Yo, yo, yo, aiyo you brought me on Jerry just to take you back
After that bullshit you put me through a couple months back
That wasn't right, call the cops on me, and told them I had it like
Yeah, pop the trunk, he got dope and guns

Check for warrants, that son of a bitch on the run, I know it
Three of his niggas got life, he use to roll with
And told 'em I bodied an upcoming basketball star
Once I heard that, I fell out the cop car, real hard

You bugged out, and thugged out, wanted me to take you back
That could never happen, I'm sorry
No disrespect, but you a psycho, honey
Got that S.S.I. money, and you start actin' funny

Shrimp's every night, ordering steaks
Them Jumbo joints, them shits cost a buck 50 for eight
And when you told me your Merlo, need more grapes
I said, "Honey, you never had wine before?"
And if you did, that's not how you act at all
And no, that's not how we rock in Theodore

Please, babe, I love you
(Take me back, I'll never do it again)
Always want you
(You know that you my lover and my best friend)

Yes, darling, it's true
(Come on, home, where you belong, let's get it on)
Please, babe, I want you

Take me back to them days, when the yay' was bein' frontin' to you
Hundred thousand dollar shopping sprees wasn't nothin' to you
When three was a crowd but I dealt with it
And your sex wasn't wild but I dealt with it

I always felt shitted, you should of take me back
The girl that introduced you to boy, and helped you open your stacks
I got you in south connects, for the hard grind
That's why I took mine off the top, for the hard time

You know you need me in the streets, to help you run things
And if you catch a case, you got it wrong, I'mma pawn rings
I'm your lady boo, that's what I'm suppose to do
I know when you was coppin' my coupe, that you was coppin' two

I know when you got me the red one, that she got the blue
But the way I chew on you, you should've got me two
Now you got me in the kitchen, with your fryin' on
Tellin' me that you gon' move with me, I know you lyin', dog

Who loves you baby? Nobody like Jackie-O
Cook, clean, break up your weed, and I give you nasty throat
What you actin' for? Get back in the door
Come on, home, where you belong, let's get it on

Please, babe, I love you
(Take me back, I'll never do it again)
Always want you
(You know that you my lover and my best friend)

Yes, darling, it's true
(Come on, home, where you belong, let's get it on)
Please, babe, I want you

Yo, you know I always love you, I never meant to hurt you
Even the stress'll work you, I miss your old perfume
Promise never curse you, I want you in my circle
Honey right by my side where I keep my herbals

We both agree on no more fighting, we'll just have a verbal
The man'll treat you like a queen, I will never bird you
Mother and father birthed you, if I have to hit you
Then damn, I might as well leave, 'cause I don't deserve you

Watch from you face, when you sleep, let the heat disturb you
Fiendin' from the magic wand, when she 'nique and serve you
Take me please, take me with ease
Take me back, goddamn it please, just scrape marks on my knees

'Member the first time you made my key
You was drunk, you went behind a tree and pee'd
I miss shit like that, and all of the times
We played cops, I'll arrest you in bed

Police brutality, I'll leave the side of your ass red
Goddamn it, is sex for real girl? Girl, we in special ed
Uh-huh, fuck that, take me back, pretty please, with you on top

Please, babe, I love you
(Take me back, I'll never do it again)
Always want you
(You know that you my lover and my best friend)

Yes, darling, it's true
(Come on, home, where you belong, let's get it on)
Please, babe, I want you

Yeah, yo this goes for everybody all across the world
(Please, babe, I love you)
Whether you got fired or your lover dropped you and all that
(Always want you)

You know what I'm sayin'? Everybody wanna get tooken back
You know what I mean? don't be afraid to ask, if you wanna see
(Yes, darling, it's true)

Yo, take me back, fuck it, everybody wanna get tooken back and shit
(Please, babe, I want you)
This is your man, Big Ghost, your host, signing off and shit
Theodore, I understand
(Yeah)

Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back, yeah
Take me, take me

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Jump To It - Lyrics - Aretha Franklin

Title: Jump To It
Artist: Aretha Franklin
Composer(s): Marcus Miller, Luther Vandross

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Girl, I got to go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I got to go now, really)
(Yeah, I'm kinda in a hurry)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Uh, huh, here's the reason why)

Jump, jump, jump to it
Jump, jump, jump to it
Jump, jump, jump to it
Jump, jump, jump to it

My baby, loves me, he told me that
And I never question, that point or fact
There is no fighting, scandal or shame
Uh, he really moves me, drives me insane

I can't talk to you now, girl, I got love to get
When my baby, calls I got jump to it
I'm in a hurry, there's love to get
When my baby, calls I jump, jump, jump to it

Jump, jump, jump to it
Jump, jump, jump to it

I just can't wait till today at 4
That's when my sweet thing, said he would call
Please don't keep me waitin', it's 3:59
Ring ding, hello baby, oh, come please be mine

Girl, I can't talk to you now, I got love to give
When my baby, calls I got jump to it
I'm in a hurry, there's love to get
When my baby, calls I jump, jump, jump to it

Jump, jump, jump to it
I really flip and I jump, jump, jump to it

Now Kelly
(Jump to it)
You know when we talk
We have a lot of fun, don't we, girl, dishin' out
The dirt on everybody and givin' each other the 411
(Jump to it)
On who drop kicked who this week
You know what I'm talkin' ?bout

When my baby call, shout
(Jump to it)
When my baby calls
(Jump to it)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh

Jump, jump, jump to it
Jump to it
Jump, jump, jump to it
Jump to it

Jump, jump, jump to it
Jump to it
Jump, jump, jump to it
Jump to it

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Workin' It - Lyrics - Don Henley

Title: Workin' It
Artist: Don Henley
Composer(s): Don Henley, Stanley Lynch, Frank Turner Simes

Lyric:
Ah, it's open season here my friend
It always is, it always has been
Welcome, welcome to the U.S.A.
We're partying fools in the autumn of our heyday

And though we're running out of everything
We can't afford to quit, no
Before this binge is over
We've got to squeeze off one more hit
We're workin' it

(Workin', workin)
Workin' it
(Workin')

Soon you will be dancing face to face
With the limits of ambition and the scars of the marketplace
Welcome to the land of flame and fizz
Where you will learn that packaging is all that Heaven is

We got the little black car, the little black dress
We got the guru and the trainer and the full court press
We got the software, hard drive, CD ROM
We got the exploitation.com

We got the pager, cell phone, bootleg methaqualone
The media, the message "You are what you own"
We got the agent, lawyer, lapdog, voyeur
Talk show, book deal, round mouth, square meal

We're so busy covering our asses
We just can't commit
We say, "Oh back off, don't bother me baby"
Can't you see I'm workin' it

(Workin', workin)
Workin' it
(Workin')

It's plain to see Miss Liberty has not yet come of age
But she loves to feed the animals
As long as they're locked up in the cage
Yeah, but everybody knows the girl's got balls of brass
Aw, kiss my ass

We've got a whole new class of opiates
To blunt the stench of discontent
In these corporation nation states
Where the loudest live to trample on the least
They say it's just the predatory nature of the beast

But, the barons in the balcony are laughing
And pointing to the pit, they say, "Aw look
They've grown accustomed to the smell
Now, people love that shit
We're workin' it"

(Workin', workin)
Workin' it
(Workin')

We got the short term gain, the long term mess
We got the suffocating, quarterly consciousness
(Workin')
Yes man, run like a thief

New york to Hollywood, hype and glory
Special effects and no story
(Workin')
Yes man, run like a thief

Workin' it
Workin' it
(Workin')

Well, you don't know who the enemy is
(Workin')
You don't know
You don't know who the enemy is
(Workin')

Company man
(Workin')
Eight for me, one for you
(Workin')
Very fair
Business as usual, business as usual

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Mind Of A Souljah - Lyrics - Art Of War - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Mind Of A Souljah
Album: Art Of War
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Steven Howse, Tim Middleton

Lyric:
It's all about Mo Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls
Babi Boi, my angel, daddy'll meet you at the Crossroads
(Crossroads)

Babi Boi

Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me

Everybody by now should know my label, my thugsta
These things guidin' your struggles
All it is, is about this hustle, whatever it takes to piece this puzzle
Why declare war on these fakers and haters eliminate us, traitors?

These are the days of our lives
(Lives)
Do or die
(That died to Boo, he go bye)
Whom die they lie in the face of our society
Try at of every attempt to quiet me
I got a nation that's down to ride with me

Here's the deal, can I get a witness?
It's deeper than survival
Who am I? My brother's keeper?
Yeah, I be clutchin' on my Bible, willing to die

The wicked is near me
Dearly departed but nobody hears me
Is we all gon' fall in misery?
It's so serious, it bring tears to me

Ears to the street, like a drum to the beat
Creepin' up my block
I'm already knowin' a nigga wanna do me
So I stay strapped
(Don't pose for the cop)

Crooked cops, they gonna harass me
Ask me the same ol' bullshit questions
Knowin' I'm a thug with bud for days
Keepin' a pistol in my possession

But a thuggish ruggish soldier like myself gon' move on
And prevail, avoid jail, collect my mill with my Bones, splittin' domes
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, don't make me hurt ya

Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on, all about that bloody murder
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, make a move and I'll have to hurt ya

Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, all about that bloody murder

Baby Boi

Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me

Still to this day, it's a struggle
Addicted to trouble, we never goin' change
Mom made us thugs, see
Soldiers, I think we must be to O.G. [unverified] loves thee

Mama plead my family tree never helped a mother come up
Seen it was hard tryin' to bring her sons up, they dwelled on the worse
And ate nothin' for done up, comin' up, made it, eternal
If I struggle, thank God

I'm a count my blessin'
Trouble but never no stressin', just called it a lesson
'Cause life will be runnin' that test and better off in a cell

See a nigga walkin' the streets
And they label us foolish children
'Cause I always knew this
While the rest of my days I be livin' in Ruthless

Fuck what you're thinkin', law, my Judge is up heaven
Look at my stomach and see the 7
Even scales is how I'm bailin'
Rebellin', tellin' y'all nothin' but a soldier tells

Critic can kiss my ass
I might go to thinkin' about my past
Get mad, I reach in my stash and blast

Fuck all y'all that treated a nigga like we wasn't shit
And soon as we hit, now what do we get?
These fake-ass niggas tryin' to get in our click, all on our dick

But you can miss me, actin' phony in my presence, love it or leave it
You can't believe it, it ain't that season, get to steppin', hater
Only Mo Thug allowed, say it loud, Mo Thug and I'm proud
Mo Thug and I'm proud, loud, proud, loud, proud

Baby Boi

Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me

Better watch for the nightfall when them come
Better watch out for the night stormers
No light's in sight when them run but then once we warn ya
Caught ya slippin' up out of your game, playa

Wasteland soldier, see what we facin'
Chasin' po-po on the hood like Jason
Casin' your set, fin to blow your station instantly
Fin to be World War 3 if ya fuck with my family, try to test the men

And we single-handedly take over your mind and the rest of the planet
See, I'll be damned if we surrender, agenda's still no pretender
Put it all down, make 'em all remember

Deep in hell is where I'll send ya
Welcome to the land of more indo
We smoke, we choke, you know we blaze
Break out any cup with the pipe, what's up?
Parlay, come around my way

Lay keep it real, keep it real
Peace be still, time after time
Can't forget that money, man, that money, man
Mo' money be on mind, bottom line

Baby Boi

Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me

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Miss California (Rap Remix) - Lyrics - Dante Thomas

Title: Miss California (Rap Remix)
Artist: Dante Thomas
Composer(s): Vada Nobles, Rasheem Sharrief Pugh

Lyric:
Uh, I mean I'm just sittin' right here
Checking out this young lady right here
Baby, you hot
I mean, you sexy
Oh, my God!
Let me ask you one question
Where you from anyway?

She's miss California, hottest thing in west L.A.
House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay
Drives a Maranello, Hollywood's her favorite scene
Loves to be surrounded with superstars that know her name

She's a rich girl from the top of the food chain
Love and material things, kinda lonely
Till I met her at the Grammys, 10 mil on a diamond ring
She invites me to spend a day on the jet skis
At first it didn?t mean a thing
Then she told me I'm the one that she?s searched for
It was hard to believe

She's miss California, hottest thing in west L.A.
House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay
Drives a Maranello, Hollywood's her favorite scene
Loves to be surrounded with superstars that knows her name

In a couple a days she had me a bracelet made
From Harry Winston?s place
Went horseback up to the mountaintop
Showing me the land she's got
Well, it?s all right, but something else is on your mind
Looking past all that shines, now the tears are running through
All those things are nice, but it's not why I'm here
I will wipe away your tears simply by just loving you, you

She's miss California, hottest thing in west L.A.
House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay
Drives a Maranello, Hollywood's her favorite scene
Loves to be surrounded with superstars that know her name

She's miss California, hottest thing in west L.A.
House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay
Drives a Maranello, Hollywood's her favorite scene
Loves to be surrounded with superstars that know her name

And there you have it
I mean she just love the way I do my bling-bling
From the ghetto to Beverly Hills, baby
Now I want everybody on the dance floor to just shake it
Man, I want you to get down 'cause we hot tonight, baby
We on fire!
Now tell these cats where you from

She's miss California, hottest thing in west L.A.
House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay
Drives a Maranello, Hollywood's her favorite scene
Loves to be surrounded with superstars that know her name

She's miss California, hottest thing in west L.A.
House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay
Drives a Maranello, Hollywood's her favorite scene
Loves to be surrounded with superstars that know her name

Como esta senorita? Yeah
We got Pretty Pras up in here
We got Dante up in here
And it?s on like that, that's right
Now all you cats that?s talking that Jeebreeze, please stop it, man
We can?t take it no more
Now tell them cats where you from, baby
Come on, let 'em know

She's miss California, hottest thing in west L.A.
House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay
Drives a Maranello, Hollywood's her favorite scene
Loves to be surrounded with superstars that know her name

She's miss California, hottest thing in west L.A.
House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay
Drives a Maranello, Hollywood's her favorite scene
Loves to be surrounded with superstars that know her name

She's miss California, hottest thing in west L.A.
House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay

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Try It Baby - Lyrics - Marvin Gaye

Title: Try It Baby
Artist: Marvin Gaye
Composer(s): Berry Gordy

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Lyric:
Now you're moving on up, pretty baby
You're leaving me behind
Everybody seems to love you
Oh, you're doing just fine, fine, fine
But take away your good looks
And all your fancy clothes

Why don't you just
Try it baby
Try it baby
Try it baby
Try it baby
You'll see that nobody loves you but me
Nobody loves you but me

Now you tell me that you so busy, pretty baby
You ain't got much time
Oh, how will I remember all your time was mine, mine, mine
Well move on back cross the track, baby
Where you came from

Why don't you just
Try it baby
Try it baby
Try it baby
Try it baby
You'll see that nobody loves you but me
Nobody loves you but me

I really wanna hold you, pretty baby
In my arms again
But I can't get close to you
For all your loving friend, friend, friend
But take your name from the bright lights baby
And tell me that you are all through

Come on and
Try it honey
Try it baby
Try it sweetheart
Try it honey
You'll see that nobody loves you but me
I want to tell you
If you think I'm lying

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New York - Berlin - Paris - Lyrics - Blue System

Title: New York - Berlin - Paris
Artist: Blue System
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

Lyric:
It's too late to stop her now in her rhythm shoes
She believes in fairy tales, you cannot stop the blues
Everybody loves that girl, everybody on this world

Oh, she has it all and she got sex like a dream machine
Every night she dancing like a fire in my dream
She's still a mystery, oh, she want just everything
Was it just a dream on golden wings?

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
On every stage she's doing her midnight show
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
In every town she's dancing her successful roll
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

Oh, it's too late to stop me now, let the music die
Find the magic of the night turning you into alive
Everybody loved that girl, everybody on this world

She danced the up tempo rhapsody like frequency in the snow
Every night she temped the fire, baby, she would know
She's still a mystery, she wants everything
Was it just a dream on golden wings?

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
On every stage she's doing her midnight show
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
In every town she's dancing her successful roll
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

Monday I'm dancing, oh, in New York
Tuesday I'm dancing, oh, in Rome
Wednesday I'm dancing, oh, in New York
All this world is just my home

Tuesday I'm dancing, oh, in Berlin
Friday I'm dancing in Paris
Saturday I'm dancing, oh, in London
All the way to North Brazil

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
On every stage she's doing her midnight show
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

She danced in Rio and she danced in Tokyo
In every town she's dancing her successful roll
She danced in New York - Berlin - Paris all the time

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