Baby, You'Ve Got What It Takes - Lyrics - Destination Moon - Deborah Cox

Title: Baby, You'Ve Got What It Takes
Album: Destination Moon
Artist: Deborah Cox
Composer(s): Murray Stein, Clyde Otis, Brook Benton

Lyric:
You got what it takes baby
Woo, come and sing with me

Well, it takes more than a robin to make the winter go
And it takes two lips of fire to melt away the snow
Well, it takes two hearts a-cookin' to make a fire grow
Ooh baby, you've got what it takes, yeah

You know it takes a lot of kissin' to make a romance sweet
Mmm, it takes a whole lot of lovin' to make my life complete
And it takes a whole lot of man, yes, it does to knock me off my feet
Oh, oh baby, see you've got what it takes, yes, you do

And I say, mmm, oh, ooh
You know you've got just what it takes

And it takes more than an effort to stay away from you
And it takes more than a lifetime to prove that I'll be true
But it takes somebody really special to make me say, I do
Oh and baby, you've got what it takes, yes, you do

Ah, mmm, ah, mmm
See you know you've got just what it takes

'Cause it takes more than an effort to stay away from you
And it takes more than a lifetime to prove that I'll be true
But it takes somebody special to make me say, I do
And you know baby, baby, see you've got what it takes, yes, you do

Oh baby, baby, baby, baby, you've got what it takes, yes, you do
Oh baby, baby, you, you've got what it takes

Oh, don't matter if you're going gray baby
Don't matter how you wear your hair baby
Don't matter if you wear those fancy clothes
Oh, it don't matter where you wanna go, I'll be with you
Yes, I do, yes, I love you

And you, you, you, you've got what it takes
Oh, baby, oh you, you, you, you've got what, what it takes there
Baby, baby, baby, you've got what it takes
Really something special about you, really something special about you
Oh, oh, oh yeah

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Baby You Got What It Takes - Lyrics - Van Morrison

Title: Baby You Got What It Takes
Artist: Van Morrison
Composer(s): Murray Stein, Clyde Otis, Brook Benton

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Lyric:
Well, it takes more than a robin
To make a winter cold
Then it takes two lips of fired
To melt away the snow

Yeah, and it takes two hearts a-cookin'
To make a fire glow
And baby, you got what it takes
Pullin' together

Well, it takes a lot of kissin'
To make a romance sweet
And it takes a lot of lovin'
To make my life complete

And it takes a lot of woman
To knock me off-a my feet
And baby, you got what it takes

Ooh we, ooh we
Baby, you've got just what it takes

And it takes more than an effort
To stay away from you
And it takes more than a lifetime
To prove that I'll be true
Sing it with me

Yeah, and it takes somebody special
To make me say, "I do"
And baby, you got what it takes

Ooh we, ooh we
Baby, you've got just what it takes

Well, it takes more than an effort
To stay away from you
Ooh, I know it
And it takes more than a lifetime
To prove that I'll be true

Hey, it takes somebody special
To make me say, "I do"
And baby, you got what it takes
Oh yeah, and baby, you got what it takes
And baby, you got what it takes

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Baby You'Ve Got What It Takes - Lyrics - George Jones

Title: Baby You'Ve Got What It Takes
Artist: George Jones
Composer(s): Murray Stein, Clyde Otis, Brook Benton

Lyric:
Well, it takes more than a robin to make the winter go
And it takes two lips of fire to melt away the snow
Well, it takes two hearts a cookin' to make a fire grow
And baby you've got what it takes

You know it takes a lot of kissin' to make a romance bloom
Yeah, yeah it takes a lot of lovin' to make my life complete
Yeah, it takes a lot of woman to knock me off of my feet
And baby you've got what it takes

Yeah, I said, ?Mm mm mm ah ah mm mm mm
You know honey you've got just what it takes?

It takes more than an effort to stay away from you
And it'd take more than a lifetime yeah to prove that I'll be true
Well it takes somebody special to make me say I do
And baby you've got what it takes

C'mon now, ah ah mm mm mm ah ah mm mm mm
You know honey you've got just what it takes
Because it takes more than an effort
And baby you've got what it takes

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Hey Fella - Lyrics - LeToya - Letoya

Title: Hey Fella
Album: LeToya
Artist: Letoya
Composer(s): Dave Young, Herman Lang, Stayve Thomas

Lyric:
Peep the picture
Slim thug wanna hit?cha where God split?cha
My mission's to go and get?cha
Listen up to the issha

I?m tryin? to be the one that holds you
I'm tryin? to be the one that kiss ya
And when you?re gone from home
Tryin? to be the one that miss ya, miss ya

A lot of long conversations on the phone
When you come home we goin? strong
Til? bout four in the mourn?, it?s on

I?m that fella who take ya to that level
Your boyfriend?s alright
But Slim Thug?s much better, better

I gotta say I ain't seen any like you
On the real, boy, I really want you
And that's why I'm tryin' to get close to you

And I like the way you're makin' me feel baby
And I just can't shake it
So keep doin' whatcha doin' 'cause boy I like it
You got me thinking what this could be
And I can't fight it, ooh

Hey fella, you got this thug appeal about you
Hey fella, you got this sex appeal, you're the truth
Hey fella, and I wanna get to know you a little better
What you think about that fella

Hey fella, come over here and let me say
Something to ya, so we can get this thing started
'Cause I want ya, that's why I wanna get to know you a little better
What you think about it fella, hey fella

I need a winner babe, I need a soldier babe
I need a man to do whatever, however babe
I need a man to be there when I feel I need him babe
Do you think you can handle what I'm saying

And boy I ain't playin'
You're the type of man that I need in my life, I'm knowin'
So what you wanna do
'Cause I'm feelin' you, I'm really feelin' you

Hey fella, you got this thug appeal about you
Hey fella, you got this sex appeal, you're the truth
Hey fella, and I wanna get to know you a little better
What you think about that fella

Hey fella, come over here and let me say
Something to ya, so we can get this thing started
'Cause I want ya, that's why I wanna get to know you a little better
What you think about it fella

Do you got what it takes
Do you got what it takes to be my man?
Do you got what it takes to be my boyfriend?
I need a boyfriend, I need a real ****, don't need a husband

Do you got what it takes to be my man
Do you got what it takes to be my boyfriend
I need a boyfriend, I need a real ****, don't need a

Shorty, let me explain some things to ya
I know datin? a thug like type might be strange to ya
But with me on your side who gonna try to bring pain to ya?
I really see this as being a good change for ya, this free game for ya

No charge, you?re man?s soft you need somebody hard
Who can **** ya plus, protect it like a body guard
And even though they say I?m not your type, I?ll have ya right
You need Slim Thug in your life

Hey fella, you got this thug appeal about you
Hey fella, you got this sex appeal, you're the truth
Hey fella, and I wanna get to know you a little better
What you think about that fella

Hey fella, come over here and let me say
Something to ya, so we can get this thing started
'Cause I want ya, that's why I wanna get to know you a little better
What you think about it fella

Hey fella
Hey fella
Hey fella
Fella

Hey fella
Something to ya

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Steal Your Heart Away - Lyrics - Bonnie Raitt

Title: Steal Your Heart Away
Artist: Bonnie Raitt
Composer(s): Paul J Brady

Lyric:
I know you got a different picture in mind
Some dream world of different kind
I know this rhythm
We've been moving to is way too slow baby

And each time our bodies are supposed to meet
But I'm here still missing a beat
And when I look at you I see in your eyes
We're still dancing to a different tune

Take me to your dreaming place and open up my eyes
Let me see what it takes to be your lover in disguise
Show me how I do those things that make you want to stay
'Cause I'll go crazy if I don't find
The words I got to say, steal your heart away

Buy you diamonds, golden rings, baby
All kinds of the beautiful things
But that don't matter to a lover
With a restless heart, no, no, baby

You still want to wake up to a different scene
Some screen gem like the one in your dream
And leave me standing like a foolin' the wings
Still waiting for a part to play

You take me to that dreaming place and open up my eyes
Let me see what it takes to be your lover in disguise
Why don't you show me how I can do those things?
That make you want to stay, 'cause I'll go crazy if I don't find
The words I got to say, I wanna steal your heart away

I can't wait another day
I can't wait baby
I don't [Incomprehensible] waiting

And I know you think she's right for you
And she's in tune with what you do
She can touch you deep inside, where all your deepest feelings lie
But I got something you should know, before she starts to hurt you so
You can bet your life she's gonna hurt you

Maybe you think that it's alright, leave me waiting every night
Put me down in company in front of everyone we see
To take my loving when it's free and then you throw it back at me
Well baby, I just can't stand it

I can be the one for you, I'll make your dreams come true
And I can love you like she can, fancy clothes don't make no woman
Believe me, baby, I got what it takes to make you feel good
I can be the one for you and I can make your dreams come true
Believe me, baby, I got what it takes to make you feel good

Maybe you think a girl should be as perfect as a girl can be
To love you when you're feeling down
Miss you when you're not around, well I can't be that one for you
I can only be the one that loves you darling

[Incomprehensible]
Hey, what's this change of mind
I got what it takes, feeling right

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It'S Not What You'Re Doing - Lyrics - Martika

Title: It'S Not What You'Re Doing
Artist: Martika
Composer(s): Michael Jay, Bob Etoll

Lyric:
Why do you touch me, then turn away
Is there something you're afraid to feel
Boy, if you want me, it's getting late
Come and show me if your love is real

'Cause I heard it from a friend
Who heard it from another friend
About the good things you do for me
I don't believe it 'cause I've never seen it
Now's the right time, prove it to me

I don't know what you've been told
But love has gotta come from the heart
You better shape up

It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby

You've got emotions like everyone else
But you've gotta learn to let 'em show
I can't be in love all by myself
It takes two to make love grow

Make your move, I'm waiting for you
Actions speak louder than words

It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby

Come on baby, show me your love is real

It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
Come on

Candlelight and a dance or two
That's all I need from you tonight
Softly whispering, I love you
Can only make me feel so right

Make your move, I'm waiting for you
Actions speak louder than words

It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby

It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
Show me real love

It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
Show me real love
(Show me, show me)

It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
Show me real love
(Come on, I know you can do it)

It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
Show me real love
I know that you can do it

It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
Show me real love
(Come on baby, prove it to me)

It's not what you're doing
It's what you're not doing, baby
Show me real love
Prove it to me

It's not what you're doing
Show me real love
Show me

It's not what you're doing
Show me real love
(Show me real love)
It's not what you're doing

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What'S My Name - Lyrics - And Then There Was X - Dmx

Title: What'S My Name
Album: And Then There Was X
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Edward Hinson Jr., Earl Simmons, Irving D. Lorenzo

Lyric:
This is the fuckin' shit I be talkin about
Half rappin' ass motherfuckers
You think it's a game? You think it's a fuckin' game?
Come on
Come on
What'cha really want
What'cha really want, what
What DMX?
Come on, ride or die

Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
What's my name?
DMX and I be the best you see the rest
They lookin' like they need a rest
One more time
I'ma spit at you some shit
That's gon get at you be fuckin' with your mind
Stop talkin' shit
'Cuz you out there runnin' your mouth
And really don't know who you fuckin' with
Here we go again

How many times do I have to tell you rap niggas?
I have no friends you still actin' up
Runnin' around here like some brand new pussy
That's about to get fucked, the game don't stop
I'm still gettin' down for whatever whenever
That's why my shit is hot, can't keep it real
Now, some of us do but most of us don't
That's just how a nigga feel
I shed blood
For my people that'll keep you lookin' see through
Whenever you try to creep through

DMX, if you want it we got it
Come and get it nigga we wit it
All you gotta do is set it baby
Ryde or die
What'cha niggas want?
What'cha niggas want?

DMX
If you want it we got it
Come and get it nigga we wit it
All you gotta do is set it baby
Ryde or die
What'cha niggas want?
What'cha niggas want?

You still playin' games
You gon think it's a joke
Until they no longer remember your name
That's how we do 'em
Make cowards disappear into thin air
By puttin' shit through 'em
Never comin' back
Last time you saw that nigga
Is the last time you'll see that nigga

No more deaths
'Cause in a minute you gonna have grandma bein'
The only family member left
Bust my gun
If I got to kill a nigga but I'm always down
For the one on one
Dog for life
We gon get to the bottom of this shit if it takes all night
Stop drop
Open up shop, fake up north niggas screamin' for the cops
Ryde or die
What that mean is that I tell a nigga bye bye
And pop him in his right eye

DMX
If you want it we got it
Come and get it nigga we wit it
All you gotta do is set it baby
Ryde or die
What'cha niggas want?
What'cha niggas want?

DMX
If you want it we got it
Come and get it nigga we wit it
All you gotta do is set it baby
Ryde or die
What'cha niggas want?
What'cha niggas want?

Look at all these off brand niggas
Runnin' around yappin'
'Bout they be holdin' figgas as big as jigga's
That's that bullshit
Hope they know that around me
Talkin' about what you got will get you hit
I'm not a nice person
I mean I'd smack the shit out you twice dog
And that's before I start cursin'
I stay flippin'
One minute I'm cool the next minute, I'm up on a nigga, wippin

That's my style
I'm a cruddy nigga leave you all bloody
Nigga service with a smile
Suck my dick
And while you niggas that's been to jail before know
It's about to get thick, let's get it on baby
I'm gonna be goin' against four niggas in one
And you think you crazy?
I've lost my mind
And I'm about to make you lose yours too
From far away one time

DMX
If you want it we got it
Come and get it nigga we wit it
All you gotta do is set it baby
Ryde or die
What'cha niggas want?
What'cha niggas want?

DMX
If you want it we got it
Come and get it nigga we wit it
All you gotta do is set it baby
Ryde or die
What'cha niggas want?
What'cha niggas want?

DMX
If you want it we got it
Come and get it nigga we wit it
All you gotta do is set it baby
Ryde or die
What'cha niggas want?
What'cha niggas want?

DMX

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Outta Control (Remix) - Lyrics - 50 Cent

Title: Outta Control (Remix)
Artist: 50 Cent
Composer(s): Mark Batson, Curtis Jackson, Albert Johnson, Steven Wayne Standard, Andre Young, Michael Elizondo, Kejuan Waliek Muchita

Lyric:
It's the Infamous Mobb, M O B B
We can't be touched nigga can't you see?
(G-Unit)
You do you man 'cause me I'm 'gon do my thang
(You know I do my thang)
I'm a get my drink on and party like it's okay

Trust me man it's okay bounce with me in slow mo'
When they hear the kid in the house it's like oh no
50 got 'em locin' again, they open again
Got 'em sippin' on that juice and gin

You could find me in the background burnin' that backwood
Stylin' and stuntin' doin' my two step frontin'
Now I'm a tell you what Em told me homey
Just lose the parental discretion's advised this is grown folk music

Now blend in with me, as I proceed to break it down
It's always off the chain man when I'm around
I play the block bumpin', it was all for the dough
I get the club jumpin', 'cause I'm sick with flow

You know it's sold out, like wherever I go
I jam packed the show man that's fo' sho'
I got the info you already know
Man I get it poppin' in the club everybody show me love let's go

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it

You wanna search me than search me but hurry up 'cause I'm thirsty
I need that, grind in my system P, on my side twistin'
In club today for the chick to go both ways
Let me see that ID just for proof with the drink till the burn is gone

Hit the dance floor like a scene from soft porn
Before it pop, make me sign a disclaimer
Try to get me on some pop shit these chicks will frame you
But, in any event, keep fuckin' with 50 it make cents

Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna holla
But you lookin' at a nigga that done came from the squalla
Now my buddy so gone I can pop ya collar
Now follow same nothin let me see you swallow

In my crib got the co-ed back the new problem
In the club feed them liquor of the wise I'm starvin'
So much green gettin' twisted like Botanical Garden
Let's go

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it

You already know how it go I bang I shine
I play, I stay, I'm goin' for mine
I'm young, I'm black, I'm rich and yes
I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin' project steps

I'm cool I'm calm you lookin' real stressed
I'm strapped I'm armed kid hold your head
I'm known for Gat poppin', when I got problems
I don't run, I just gun you all up

But we ain't come here to start no drama
We just lookin' for our future baby mamas
With money with face with style and body
I cook I clean I swear that mami

Just as long as you don't go off and tell nobody
I go down low, I'm lyin', I'm tryin' my best to let you know
Sugar pop get at P, The Doc beat
Make it easy to get 'em in the bed sheets

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it

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Outta Control - Lyrics - Massacre - 50 Cent

Title: Outta Control
Album: Massacre
Artist: 50 Cent
Composer(s): Mark Batson, Curtis Jackson, Albert Johnson, Steven Wayne Standard, Andre Young, Michael Elizondo, Kejuan Waliek Muchita

Lyric:
It's the Infamous Mobb, M O B B
We can't be touched nigga can't you see?
(G-Unit)
You do you man 'cause me I'm 'gon do my thang
(You know I do my thang)
I'm a get my drink on and party like it's okay

Trust me man it's okay bounce with me in slow mo'
When they hear the kid in the house it's like oh no
50 got 'em locin' again, they open again
Got 'em sippin' on that juice and gin

You could find me in the background burnin' that backwood
Stylin' and stuntin' doin' my two step frontin'
Now I'm a tell you what Em told me homey
Just lose the parental discretion's advised this is grown folk music

Now blend in with me, as I proceed to break it down
It's always off the chain man when I'm around
I play the block bumpin', it was all for the dough
I get the club jumpin', 'cause I'm sick with flow

You know it's sold out, like wherever I go
I jam packed the show man that's fo' sho'
I got the info you already know
Man I get it poppin' in the club everybody show me love let's go

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it

You wanna search me than search me but hurry up 'cause I'm thirsty
I need that, grind in my system P, on my side twistin'
In club today for the chick to go both ways
Let me see that ID just for proof with the drink till the burn is gone

Hit the dance floor like a scene from soft porn
Before it pop, make me sign a disclaimer
Try to get me on some pop shit these chicks will frame you
But, in any event, keep fuckin' with 50 it make cents

Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna holla
But you lookin' at a nigga that done came from the squalla
Now my buddy so gone I can pop ya collar
Now follow same nothin let me see you swallow

In my crib got the co-ed back the new problem
In the club feed them liquor of the wise I'm starvin'
So much green gettin' twisted like Botanical Garden
Let's go

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it

You already know how it go I bang I shine
I play, I stay, I'm goin' for mine
I'm young, I'm black, I'm rich and yes
I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin' project steps

I'm cool I'm calm you lookin' real stressed
I'm strapped I'm armed kid hold your head
I'm known for Gat poppin', when I got problems
I don't run, I just gun you all up

But we ain't come here to start no drama
We just lookin' for our future baby mamas
With money with face with style and body
I cook I clean I swear that mami

Just as long as you don't go off and tell nobody
I go down low, I'm lyin', I'm tryin' my best to let you know
Sugar pop get at P, The Doc beat
Make it easy to get 'em in the bed sheets

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it

You know, I got what it takes
To make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it

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My Baby Loves Lovin' - Lyrics - Reg Dwight's Piano Goes Pop - Elton John

Title: My Baby Loves Lovin'
Album: Reg Dwight's Piano Goes Pop
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Roger Greenaway, Roger Cook

Lyric:
My baby loves loving, my baby loves loving
She's got what it takes, and she knows how to use it
My baby loves loving, my baby loves loving
She's got what it takes, and she knows how to use it

I was lonely once in this great big world
Just a nowhere man without a girl
'Til that lucky day when she came my way
And she smiled at me as if to say

My baby loves loving, my baby loves loving
She's got what it takes, and she knows how to use it
My baby loves loving, my baby loves loving
She's got what it takes, and she knows how to use it

She's the only one, makes me feel so good
Can't believe my love so I knock on wood
All my silent fears seem to fly away
And she smiled at me as if to say

Your baby loves loving, my baby loves loving
She's got what it takes for me

No more lonely nights just waiting for the telephone to ring
No more lonely days, my baby's taking care of everything
I'm telling you people

My baby loves loving, my baby loves loving
She's got what it takes, and she knows how to use it
My baby loves loving, my baby loves loving
She's got what it takes, and she knows how to use it

She's the only one, makes me feel so good
Can't believe my love so I knock on wood
All my silent fears seem to fly away
And she looked at me as if to say

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Don'T Know What You Got - Lyrics - 20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Very Best Of Cinderella - Cinderella

Title: Don'T Know What You Got
Album: 20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Very Best Of Cinderella
Artist: Cinderella
Composer(s): Thomas Carl Keifer

Lyric:
I can't tell you, baby, what went wrong
I can't make you feel what you felt so long ago, I'll let it show
I can't give you back what's been hurt
Heartaches come and go and all that's left are the words I can't let go

If we take some time to think it over, baby
Take some time, let me know if you really wanna go

Don't know what you got till it's gone
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got, it's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back, takes so long

I can't feel the things that cause you pain
I can't clear my heart of your love, it falls like rain, ain't the same
I hear you calling far away
Tearing through my soul I just can't take another day, who's to blame?

If we take some time to think it over, baby
Take some time, let me know if you really wanna go

Don't know what you got till it's gone
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got, it's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back, takes so long

Do you wanna see me beggin', baby?
Can't you give me just one more day?
Can't you see my heart's been draggin' lately?
I've been lookin' for the words to say

Don't know what you got till it's gone
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got, it's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back, takes so long

Don't know what you got till it's gone
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I've got, it's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back, takes so long

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Don'T Know What You'Ve Got (Till It'S Gone) - Lyrics - Cinderella

Title: Don'T Know What You'Ve Got (Till It'S Gone)
Artist: Cinderella
Composer(s): Thomas Carl Keifer

Lyric:
I can't tell ya baby what went wrong
I can't make you feel what you felt so long ago
I'll let it show

I can't give you back what's been hurt
Heartaches come and go
And all that's left are the words
I can't let go

If we take some time to think it over baby
Take some time, let me know
If you really want to go

Don't know what you got till it's gone
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got it's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back
Takes so long

I can't feel the things that cause you pain
I can't clear my heart of your love it falls like rain
Ain't the same

I hear you calling far away
Tearing through my soul
I just can't take another day
Who's to blame

If we take some time to think it over baby
Take some time let me know
If you really wanna go

Don't know what you got till it's gone
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got it's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back
Takes so long

Do you wanna see me beggin' baby
Can't you give me just one more day
Can't you see my heart's been draggin' lately
I've been lookin' for the words to say

Don't know what you got till it's gone
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got it's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back
Takes so long

Yeah, you don't know what you got till it's gone, no
Don't know what it is I did so wrong
Now I know what I got it's just this song
And it ain't easy to get back
Takes so long

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Baby'S Mama - Lyrics - Face2Face - Babyface

Title: Baby'S Mama
Album: Face2Face
Artist: Babyface
Composer(s): Kenneth B Edmonds, Damon Thomas, Cordozar Calvin Broadus, Dorsey Wesley

Lyric:
New American, how ya love dat'?
Off the hizzle frashizzle dizzle
Get it to me baby fizzle
Check it, check it, check it

Girl you got your business in the street
Claimin' that your shit is weak
Been six months since you've been gone
How come you ain't called?

When you don't feel love no more
You got no right to close the door
You loved her once and she's got proof
Baby boy that's just like you

Yo' get her love and much respect
Even if she's got man
Yo', player you must understand
That's your baby's momma

Don't be late payin' your bills
It takes two to make a kid
When the hell you gon' understand
That's your baby's momma

Tell the baby goodbye
(Baby goodbye)
'Cause you don't wanna be by
(Wanna be by)
The way you acting fly
(Acting fly)
Girl you know you livin' a lie
(A lie)

I heard you got a chick on the side
I hope you got it right this time
Heard she got inside your mind
Hatin' on your family ties

She's got no right to dog her out
That is the mother of your child
You loved her once and that's the truth
Baby boy that's just like you

Yo' get her love and much respect
Even if she's got man
Yo', player you must understand
That's your baby's momma

Yo, don't be late payin' your bills
It takes two to make a kid
When the hell you gon' understand
That's your baby's momma

You say, you don't love her
You push her and you shove her
That's your first son's mother
Word to mother

If it's that bad
Then go and get another
She kicked ya to the curb
And now you're livin' in the gutta

St-st-stutter
Ni-nigga what up?
That child support
Is tearin' you butt up

Nut up, cut up
And act a fool
Raisin' hell
At the daycare school

They threw you in jail
For not payin' you dues
You couldn't even buy yo son
Dem new Coby shoes

Alotta fools say they do but they don't
I know, you're mad
You got to hate boo
Gon' wait it through

Let's see what he gon' do
He might, better yet better
The court wrote a letter
To be real with you

You gotta kid with you
So one to one
Man to man
He got to deal with you

How you gonna act when you shit grown
When you don't even claim your own?
How can you even sleep
When you know you're wrong?
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

How you gonna act when you family's gone
'Cause they tired of the shit you do
(All the shit you do)
How you gonna feel when you can't go home
'Cause there ain't nobody there for you

Yo' get her love and much respect
Even if she's got man
Yo' player you must understand
That's your baby's momma

Don't be late payin' your bills
It takes two to make a kid
When the hell you gon' understand
That's your baby's momma

Yo' get her love and much respect
Even if she's got man
Yo', player you must understand
That's your baby's momma

Yo', don't be late payin' your bills
It takes two to make a kid
When the hell you gon' understand
That's your baby's momma

Tell the baby goodbye
(Baby goodbye)
'Cause you don't wanna be by
(Wanna be by)
The way you acting, fly
(Acting fly)
Girl you know you livin' a lie
(A lie)

Tell the baby goodbye
(Baby goodbye)
'Cause you don't wanna be by
(Wanna be by)
The way you acting fly
(Acting fly)
Girl you know you livin' a lie
(A lie)
That's your baby's momma, uh

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Outta Control - Lyrics - Blood Money - Mobb Deep

Title: Outta Control
Album: Blood Money
Artist: Mobb Deep
Composer(s): Curtis Jackson, Michael Elizondo, Steven Wayne Standard, Andre Young, Che Pope

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Lyric:
It's the infamous Mobb, M-O-B-B
(Ha Ha)
We can't be touched nigga, can't you see?
(G-Unit)

You do you man cause me I'm 'gon do my thang
(You know I do my thang)
I'm a get my drink on and party like it's ok

Trust me man it's ok bounce with me in slow mo
When they hear the kid in the house they like, "Oh no"
50 got 'em locin' again, they open again
Got 'em sippin' on that juice and gin

You could find me in the background burnin' that backwood
Stylin' and stuntin' doin' my two step frontin'
Now I'm a tell you what them told me homey
Just lose the parental discretion's advised this is grown folk music

Now blend in with me, as I proceed to break it down
It's always off the chain man when I'm around
I play the block bumpin', it was all for the dough
I get the club jumpin', cause I'm sick with the flow

You know it's sold out, like wherever I go
I jam packed the show man that's fo' sho'
I got the info you already know
Man I get it poppin' in the club everybody show me love let's go

You, know, I, got
What it takes to make the club go outta control
Quit playin', turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it

You, know, I, got
What it takes to make the club go outta control
Quit playin', turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it

You wanna search me then search me but hurry up cause I'm thirsty
I need that, brown in my system P, on my side twistin'
In club do things for the chick to go both
Ways let me see that ID just for proof

With the drink till the burn is gone
Hit the dancefloor like a scene from soft porn
Before it pop, make me sign a disclaimer
Try to get me on some pop shit these chicks will frame ya

But, in any event, keep fuckin' with 50 it make cents
Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna holla
But you lookin' at a nigga that done came from the squalla
Now my buddy so gone I can pop ya collar

Now follow say nothin' let me see you swallow
In my crib got the co-ed back the new problem
In the club feed them liquor of the wise I'm starvin'
So much green gettin' twisted like Botanical Garden, let's go

You, know, I, got
What it takes to make the club go outta control
Quit playin', turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it

You, know, I, got
What it takes to make the club go outta control
Quit playin', turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it

You already know how it go I bang I shine
I play I stay I'm goin' for mines
I'm young I'm black I'm rich and yes
I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin' project steps

I'm cool I'm calm you lookin' real stressed
I'm strapped I'm armed kid hold your head
I'm known for Gat poppin', when I got problems
I don't run, I just gun you all up

But we ain't come here to start no drama
We just lookin' for our future baby mamas
With money with face with style and body
I cook I clean I swear that mami

Just as long as you don't go off and tell nobody
I go down low, I'm lyin' I'm tryin' my best to let you know
Sugar pop get at P The Doc beat
Make it easy to get 'em in the bed sheets

You, know, I, got
What it takes to make the club go outta control
Quit playin', turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now shorty let's get into it

You, know, I, got
What it takes to make the club go outta control
Quit playin' turn the music up a little bit
Bounce with me now homey let's get into it

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Let'S Hang On - Lyrics - Manhattan Transfer

Title: Let'S Hang On
Artist: Manhattan Transfer
Composer(s): Sandy Linzer, Bob Crewe, Denny Randell

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Lyric:
There ain't no good in our goodbye-in'
True love takes a lot of tryin'
Oh, I'm cryin'

Let's hang on to what we've got
Don't let go, girl, we've got a lot
Got a lot of love between us
Hang on, hang on, hang on, to what we got
Dooh doot, dooh doot, dooh doot

You say you're gonna go and call it quits
Gonna chuck it all and break our love to bits
I wish you'd never said it
(Just breakin' up, forget it)
Oh no, we'll both regret it
(Just breakin' up, and you'll regret it)

That little chip of diamond on my hand
Ain't a fortune, baby, but you know it stands
A love to tie and bind us
(Just for your love, the love babe)
We just can't leave behind us
(Only the love, just for the love babe)
Baby,
(Don't you go)
Baby,
(Oh no no)
Think it over and stay

Let's hang on to what we've got
Don't let go, girl, we've got a lot
Got a lot of love between us
Hang on, hang on, hang on, to what we got
Dooh doot, dooh doot, dooh doot

There isn't anything I wouldn't do
I'd pay any price to get in good with you
Give me a second turnin'
(Then patch it up, come get it)
Don't cool off whie I'm burnin'
(Then patch it up, you won't regret it)

You've got me cryin', dyin' at your door
Don't shut me out, ooh let me in once more
Your arms I need to hold you
(Then open up and mend it)
Your heart, oh girl, I choose you
(Just open up, then you will mend it)
Baby
(Don't you go)
Baby
(Oh no no)
Oh baby
(Stay)

Let's hang on to what we've got
Don't let go, girl, we've got a lot
Got a lot of love between us
Hang on, hang on, hang on, to what we got
Dooh doot, dooh doot, dooh doot

Hangin' on to what we got
(Let's hang on)
Hangin' on to what we got
(Keep hangin' on)
Hangin' on to what we got
(Let's hang on)
Hangin' on to what we got
(Keep hangin' on)
Hangin' on to what we got
(Let's hang on)

Let's hang on to what we've got
Don't let go, girl, we've got a lot
Got a lot of love between us
Hang on, hang on, hang on, to what we got
Dooh doot, dooh doot

Let's hang on to what we've got
Don't let go, girl, we've got a lot
Got a lot of love between us
Hang on, hang on, hang on, to what we got
Dooh doot, dooh doot

Let's hang on to what we've got
Don't let go, girl, we've got a lot
Got a lot of love between us
Hang on, hang on, hang on, to what we got
Dooh doot, dooh doot

Let's hang on to what we've got
Don't let go, girl, we've got a lot
Got a lot of love between us
Hang on, hang on, hang on, to what we got
Dooh doot, dooh doot

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Future Baby Mama - Lyrics - Planet Earth - Prince

Title: Future Baby Mama
Album: Planet Earth
Artist: Prince
Composer(s): Prince Rogers Nelson

Lyric:
Future baby mama

I've heard it said my lovers look alike
Could it be that I was looking for you?
They were cool but something wasn't right
They had me fooled for a minute and then I saw the truth

None of them got what it takes to be a future baby mama
Gotta bend in the wind but don't break to keep your man
Show me one of them and I'll make her mine with no more drama
Future baby mama

I've heard it said that I won't treat you right
But they ain't sure 'cos they don't know nothing about you
You're too secure to ever want to fuss and fight
That's why your man never ever got a reason to doubt you

None of them got what it takes to be a future baby mama
Bend in the wind but don't break to keep your man
Show me one of them and I'll make her mine, no more drama
Future baby mama

Yeah, I know you might be fine but I've seen it all before
Cinderella was a waste of time and oops, she's out the door
To build a house together, the thing that matters more
Is under the floor, a strong foundation that last forever more

I'm gon' to make you happy, baby, happier than happy itself
You know what? If you'll ever need a hand, call me, I'll help
'Cos I got you, anywhere you wanna go
Paris, London, Africa, San Lucas, Mexico, you see

I know what you want, what every good woman wants
A man so in love with you, he can't help but to flaunt you
Deep down, I know what you want
You want your girlfriends to hate you 'cos they can't get your man

None of them got what it takes to be a future baby mama
Gotta bend in the wind but don't break to keep your man
Show me one of them and I'll make her mine, no more drama
Future baby mama, future baby mama, future baby mama

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Baby'S On Fire - Lyrics - Great White

Title: Baby'S On Fire
Artist: Great White
Composer(s): Michael Lardie, Tony Montana, Jack Russell, Mark S Kendall, Alan Niven

Lyric:
Learnt me to rock an' I learnt me to roll
Ya gotta use it baby to keep your soul
Go down to town, get some reaction
Gotta go down 'cause I need a distraction

I've been tryin' it on with everyone in sight
She's been waitin' so long for me to come tonight
Hey, may I know

Baby's on fire and I'm burnin' up
Sparks been flyin' an' she can't get enough
Can't get enough but she's got what it takes
Baby's on fire and I got the shakes, oh yeah

Oh, there ain't no cure and there ain't no time
You gotta have it and have it fine
Don't say a word about her affections
I'm gonna come from another direction

She's been tryin' it on with everyone in sight
I've been waitin' so long for her to come tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby's on fire and I'm burnin' up
Sparks been flyin' I can't get enough
Can't get enough but she's got what it takes
Baby's on fire and I got the shakes

Baby's on fire and I'm burnin' up
Sparks been flyin' I can't get enough
Can't get enough but she's got what it takes
Baby's on fire and she's got the shakes

Can't get enough
Sweet, sweet ma
I'm coming 'round
So get your [Incomprehensible]

Oh, baby's on fire and I'm burnin' up
Sparks been flyin' I can't get enough
Can't get enough but she's got what it takes
Baby's on fire an' I got the shakes

Baby's on fire and I'm burnin' up
The sparks been flyin' Lord I can't get enough
Can't get enough but she's got what it takes
Baby's on fire an' she's got the shakes

Baby, baby, baby's on fire
Ooh, she can't get no high
Baby, my baby, my baby's on fire
Oh, she's burning like fire

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Do Unto Me - Lyrics - Ritual Of Love - Karyn White

Title: Do Unto Me
Album: Ritual Of Love
Artist: Karyn White
Composer(s): Christopher Troy, Zack Harmon, Karyn White, Tony Haynes

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Lyric:
I know that my heart is given to you
But in my case, all I do is give and give
Now baby, what does it take for me to get my turn?
All the love that I deserve

It must have been the rain that put me in this mood
To think about the joy and pain that I shared with you
I never would complain but something's happened
To the sensitive and gentle man that I thought I knew

Where do we go from here? To separate ain't gonna solve the problem
'Cause you should know by now what it takes to make it right
So if you really care the way you say you do about me
Then all I ask of you

Do unto me as I do unto you
You got to give your all, baby nothing else will do
Give love to me as I give it to you
That's all I ask of you

Now I've been understanding when you come home late
But baby, when the tables turn you want me home by eight
If you can have a best friend who's a pretty girl
But when you see me with the guys you're jealous
When you don't have a reason to be

And when it gets this bad, I know the words ain't gonna make it better
'Cause you should know by now what it takes to make it right
So if you really care the way you say you do about me
Then all I ask of you, oh baby

Do unto me as I do unto you
You got to give your all, baby nothing else will do
Give love to me as I give it to you
Ooh baby, that's all I ask of you

Oh baby, you can count on me day and night
To be the strength and comfort in your eyes
I only want for me is to be right here by my side
So you've got to be faithful to me and have nothing to hide, oh baby

Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, oh baby
That's all I ask of you, you, oh, no, no, baby

Don't you know
I'll give you respect and I'll be your girl
Baby, in return I expect the world
Ever you to do unto me

Trust is everything if you feel the same
Baby, what we got is a fair exchange
True love is all I need to keep on fanning the flame
That's all I ask of you

Nothing in this whole wide world would do, no, no, no baby
You got to do unto me as I do unto you, oh baby

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Ghetto Love - Lyrics - Ghetto Love - Jaheim

Title: Ghetto Love
Album: Ghetto Love
Artist: Jaheim
Composer(s): E Williams, W Hogges, J Drakeford, J Hoagland

Lyric:
You got me baby
This here going for all the ladies, oh
All I really want is your ghetto love
24/7 we'll be makin' love

I'll take it downess, if you want me too
Just one and many things I wanna do to you
Girl, don't you get scared
I'm gonna take my time

Whatever it takes that'll make you mine
It's getting late save a thing for J
Let me love you my ghetto love way, yeah
Baby, 2 weeks ago I might you at that party

You was knockin' by and rockin' lookin' my way
Standin' at the crossing at the party
I was tempting to slide across the floor
(Tempting)
To drop my digits

Then you looked and turned away
Like you weren't with it
But I knew in my heart that I
Could rippin' girl
I'm givin' you what you wanna do

All I really want is your ghetto love
24/7 we'll be makin' love

I'll take it downess, if you want me too
Just one and many things I wanna do to you
Girl, don't you get scared
I'm gonna take my time

Whatever it takes that'll make you mine
It's getting late save a thing for J
Let me love you my ghetto love way, yeah
Baby, 2 weeks ago I might you at that party

You was knockin' by and rockin' lookin' my way
Standin' at the crossing at the party
I was tempting to slide across the floor
(Tempting)
To drop my digits

Then you looked and turned away
Like you weren't with it
But I knew in my heart that I
Could rippin' girl
I'm givin' you what you wanna do

Stop frontin' it's time to give a
Nigga what he wanted
You know I got that flavor
Don't you want it?
(Don't you want it)

While I'm lookin' in your eyes
As you kissin' on my lips
Girl I'm rubbin' on your thighs
You got me slippin'
(Slippin')

To find a tahj got a nigga chicken, yeah
So all I wanna do, what you wanna do?
While you persistent upon
I got's to tell the truth

All I really want is your ghetto love
24/7 we'll be makin' love

I'll take it downess, if you want me too
Just one and many things I wanna do to you
Girl, don't you get scared
I'm gonna take my time

Whatever it takes that'll make you mine
It's getting late save a thing for J
Let me love you my ghetto love way, yeah
Baby, 2 weeks ago I might you at that party

You was knockin' by and rockin' lookin' my way
Standin' at the crossing at the party
I was tempting to slide across the floor
(Tempting)
To drop my digits

Then you looked and turned away
Like you weren't with it
But I knew in my heart that I
Could rippin' girl
I'm givin' you what you wanna do

(Flippin' up)
Stop the fake keep it real
What's the deal
(Wanna tear it up)
You know just where a man
Ain't trying it right for you

(Wanna wipe it up)
Slide up to my crib
That's where I penetrate
(Wanna tear it up)
Shawnalay by the fire place you ridin'
(Wanna wipe it up)
JaJa's gonna freak you know

How you want it girl
(Gonna tear it up)
Gonna put in work
Until you see the sun
Come up
(Gonna wipe it up)

Hands up in my back
She done it like that
That's all I really want
Tell me can you handle that?

All I really want is your ghetto love
24/7 we'll be makin' love

I'll take it downess, if you want me too
Just one and many things I wanna do to you
Girl, don't you get scared
I'm gonna take my time

Whatever it takes that'll make you mine
It's getting late save a thing for J
Let me love you my ghetto love way, yeah
Baby, 2 weeks ago I might you at that party

You was knockin' by and rockin' lookin' my way
Standin' at the crossing at the party
I was tempting to slide across the floor
(Tempting)
To drop my digits

Then you looked and turned away
Like you weren't with it
But I knew in my heart that I
Could rippin' girl
I'm givin' you what you wanna do

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