Beg For Your Love - Lyrics - April Wine

Title: Beg For Your Love
Artist: April Wine
Composer(s): Eddie Schwartz

Lyric:
You know I want your love so bad
I don't know how to show it
Before I tear myself apart
Let me suggest a place to start

I'll beg for your love
I'll beg for your love
I'll get down on my knees
You know I need your love
I'll beg for your love
I'll just say, "Pretty please"

I say, "I want your love so bad
I'll beg, steal or borrow"
Well talk is easy, 'cause talk is cheap
The price for your love's a little steep

I'll beg for your love
I'll beg for your love
I'll get down on my knees
You know I need your love
I'll beg for your love
I'll just say, "Pretty please"

You know I want your love so bad
That I can almost taste it
But gimme gimme never gets
And I ain't got what I want yet

I'll beg for your love
I'll beg for your love
I'll get down on my knees
You know I need your love
I'll beg for your love
I'll just say, "Pretty please"

I'll beg for your love
I'll beg for your love
I'll get down on my knees
You know I need your love
I'll beg for your love
I'll just say, "Pretty please"

I'll beg for your love
I'll beg for your love
I'll get down on my knees
You know I need your love
I'll beg for your love
I'll just say, "Pretty please"

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I Want Your Love - Lyrics - Chic

Title: I Want Your Love
Artist: Chic
Composer(s): Nile Rodgers, Bernard Edwards

Lyric:
I want your love
I want your love
I want your love
I want your love

Do you feel like you ever want
To try my love and see how well it fits?
Baby, can't you see when you look at me
I can't kick this feelin' when it hits

All alone in my bed at night
I grab my pillow and squezze it tight
I think of you and I dream of you all of the time
What am I gonna do?

I want your love
I want your love
I want your love
I want your love

I want your love
I want your love
I want your love
I want your love

Sometime, ddon't you feel like you
Never really had a love that's real?
Well, here I am and who's to say
A better love you won't find today

Just one chance and I will show you love
like no other, two steps above
On your ladder I'll be a peg
I want your lovin', please don't make me beg

I want your love
I want your love
I want your love
I want your love

I want your love
I want your love
I want your love
I want your love

I want your love
I need your love
I'll share my dreams and make you see
I'm really there, your love I need

I want your love
I need your love
Just like the birds need sky above
I'll share my dreams and make you see
I'm really there, your love I need

I want your love
I want your love
I want your love
I want your love

I want your love
I want your love
I want your love
I want your love

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I'M Not Gonna Beg - Lyrics - Natalie Merchant

Title: I'M Not Gonna Beg
Artist: Natalie Merchant
Composer(s): Natalie Merchant

Lyric:
I'm not gonna beg you for nothing
I'm not gonna beg you for love

Straight talk, give me the straight talk
Tell me what's on your mind if it ain't love
I'm not gonna beg you for nothing
I'm not gonna beg you for your love

Scared now, what are you scared of?
Afraid, I might fall on my knees and break down
I'm not gonna beg you for nothing
I'm not gonna beg you for your love

Don't you think, you can take me for pretty little ride?
I know, once upon a time and ever after is a lie
I'm not gonna beg you for nothing at all
There's nothing I want from you, nothing you can say or do
There is nothing I want for you to say anyway

I'm not gonna beg you for nothing
I'm not gonna beg you for your love

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Unit - Beg For Mercy - Lyrics - Beg For Mercy - G

Title: Unit - Beg For Mercy
Album: Beg For Mercy
Artist: G
Composer(s): D Brown, C Jackson, R Smith, D Prosper, M Clervoix, C Lloyd

Lyric:
Yeah
G-G, G-G, G-Unit
No peace talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm gettin' yo ass

Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas
Blood in, blood out, la kostra nostra
You don't wanna bang wit the best
I'll have doc removin' fragments from your chest
They say, "God's a forgivin' man", I hope He forgives
Thirty shells I let off don't curse my kid
They say fifty done blew up, fifty you changed
Nigga you stunt, I pull out
And you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to roar
I think he's flyin' eight outta eight on movin' targets
You run, you still dyin' check my resume, I am oh so loco
Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco

Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks

There once was some niggas that tried to murda me
I hit 'em up, put 'em in' plastic surgery
This four five has made a lot of guys apologize
(Yeah)
The truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies
Some niggas catch a case and then claim they hard
A couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his heart
I just play my part, and while you shootin' up cars
I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigar
Let's get it poppin''

Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks

I'm tired of you niggas with your may be beef
We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teeth
(Ah huh)
I'm in and out the night clubs, A D D
(Right)
Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks
(Right)
(Yeah)
These niggas tellin' out the blue
So you hang 'em off the bridge
At least they'll have to helicopter you
The Jimmy lived in the bags, the bell or hop will do
I rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in high school
(Ah)
You can tell I came a long way in' my sense, home grown
(Ah huh)
That's why them little niggas in the projects love me
You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my dues
I don't even freestyle for free
I gave 'em a break, flew over seas
(Right)
But it's kinda hard to get homie sick when there's blue in the trees
Sit back and try to play your role wit the copies
I put more staples in yo ass than a telephone pole
(Yeah)

Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks

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Sexual Capacity - Lyrics - Color Me Badd

Title: Sexual Capacity
Artist: Color Me Badd
Composer(s): Rob Thicke, Sean K Hall, Christopher A Stewart

Lyric:
Girl, I?ve had some good, I?ve had some bad in my days
I never knew someone like you would come my way
To tell the truth, I can?t help but be a little afraid
I think your love might be a little too much for me

(Now we can get sexual)
Girl, I wanna be down everyday and night
(Now we can get sexual)
Just as long as you know my sexual capacity
(Now we can get sexual)
I?m dyin?, I?m tryin?, I wanna
I?m afraid that your lovin? might just be a little too much for me

Girl, I?ve paid the dues, I?ve made the rules all before
I?ve seen them beg, I made them plead for more
But I?ve never seen nothing better babe
I am a little afraid I think your love might be a little too much for me
And I gotta say

(Now we can get sexual)
Girl, I wanna be down everyday and night
(Now we can get sexual)
Just as long as you know my sexual capacity
(Now we can get sexual)
I?m dyin?, I?m tryin?, I wanna
(I?m dyin?, I?m tryin?, oh)
I?m afraid that your lovin? might just be a little too much for me
(That your life end might be)

(A little to much)
Oh girl your love might be a little too much for me
(A little to much, a little too much)
Girl your love might be, sexual capacity
(A little to much)
Girl your love might be a little too much for me
(A little to much, a little too much)
Girl your love might be a little too much, a little too much for me, yeah
(A little to much)

I wanna, I wanna be down
I wanna, I wanna be down
I wanna, I wanna be down
I wanna, I wanna be down
(Yeah)

(Now we can get sexual)
Girl, I wanna be down everyday and night
(Now we can get sexual)
Just as long as you know my sexual capacity
(Now we can get sexual)
I?m dyin?, I?m tryin?, I wanna
(I?m dyin?, I?m tryin?, oh)
I?m afraid that your lovin? might just be a little too much for me
(Afraid, might be, too much)

(A little to much)
Girl your love might be a little too much for me
(A little to much, a little too much)
Girl your love might be, sexual capacity
(A little to much)
Girl your love might be a little too much for me
(A little to much, a little too much)
A little too much
(A little to much, a little too much for me)

Baby I
(I want to be with you)
(Wanna? be)
(There?s nothing I won't do)
Nothing I won't do baby
(I said, I)
(I want to be with you)
(You're a little too much, a little too much for me)

There?s just somethin? I wanna say to you, baby
(Now we can get sexual and I wanna be down every day and night)
I just can?t handle it
(Now we can get sexual just as long as you know my sexual capacity)
No no no no
(Now we can get sexual, I?m dyin?, I?m tryin?, I wanna)

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Don'T Pull Your Love - Lyrics - Hamilton, Joe Frank, And Reynolds

Title: Don'T Pull Your Love
Artist: Hamilton, Joe Frank, And Reynolds
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert, Brian Potter

Lyric:
Don't pull your love out on me, baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me, honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears

You say you're gonna leave
Gonna take that big white bird
Gonna fly right out of here
Without a single word
Don't you know you'll break my heart
When I watch you close that door?
'Cause I know I won't see you anymore

Don't pull your love out on me, baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me, honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears

Haven't I been good to you?
What about that brand new ring?
Doesn't that mean love to you?
Doesn't that mean anything?
If I threw away my pride
And I got down on my knees
Would you make me beg you, "pretty please?"

Don't pull your love out on me, baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me, honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears

There's so much I wanna do
I've got love enough for two
But I'll never use it, girl, if I don't have you

Don't pull your love out on me, baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me, honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears

Don't pull your love out on me, baby
If you do then I think that maybe
I'll just lay me down and cry for a hundred years
Don't pull your love out on me, honey
Take my heart, my soul, my money
But don't leave me drownin' in my tears

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Too Proud To Beg - Lyrics - Your Secret Love - Luther Vandross

Title: Too Proud To Beg
Album: Your Secret Love
Artist: Luther Vandross
Composer(s): Luther Vandross, Reed Vertelney

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Lyric:
Love came to me that day
Stayed longer than I planned
But change is good, they say
So I rearranged my world for them
For her and love and, here I go again

I spoke to my heart said, "Open up wide"
Then got the message
You had changed your mind
And now here I am
And I, I just don't understand

Baby, if you talk to me then I will listen
There can't be no 'Us' honey, if 'You' are missin'

Yes I love you, yes I need you
Ain't no world for me without you
I want you, I'm just too proud to beg

So sad the journey made
So high the price you have to pay
All for love and it
It hurts you anyway

I can't lose my soul to hope and wishing
You don't understand me, I know that you think

I don't love you, I don't need you
But, my intentions are to love you
See, I want you, I'm just too proud
To beg for your love

So don't put me through it
Take a little time to think
About what you're doing
And try to understand why

Yes I love you, yes I need you
Ain't no world for me without you
I want you, I'm just too proud to beg
...

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Unit - Groupie Love - Lyrics - Beg For Mercy - G

Title: Unit - Groupie Love
Album: Beg For Mercy
Artist: G
Composer(s): W Nugent, D, T Means, K Risto, Curtis Jackson, Christopher Lloyd, M Bernard, Al Green

Lyric:
Yeah, G-Unit, yeah

I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces
Girl you look like someone that I've done fucked before
I've been around the world, I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on a tour

(And everything's changed)
I'm rich bitch
(You've done heard of my name)
50 Cent bitch

(I'ma P I M P)
I'ma pimp bitch
(You done heard about me)
'Coz I'm the shit

Now things change at first they didn't want me now they want me
See a nigga gettin' payed, they wanna push up on me
You see these hoes chasing a nigga, have 'em in a hotel casing a nigga
Treat me like a lollipop, like me, baby, then lick Dr. Dre and Shady

Groupie love
Now, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
Now, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
When you see me in V.I.P. with hoes around me

Man, now give me that groupie love
Come, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
Come, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
Tonight you wanna fuck wit me, it's alright with me
Come on an' gimme that groupie love

Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
That's the reason these groupies is on my dick
Listen young and old these hoes is loose
Wintertimes the staircase, summertimes the roof

Gimme eight days in the eighth homie, I'm straight
Have a church girl on the bus move an wait
I got birds backstage the serious eye candy
I got birds in the hood, so, I'm in to birds with Mary

My writing methods got me more hoes than Tice and Betha
Icy necklace on the tour, bus ass naked
Here straight jump, bitch, say, "How high?"
And flag down a car when the shit drive by

I'm a pimp like pretty tone, I got the info on the pretty chrome
Fucking hoes over fifty four
My name here weight, you barely know you on that R Kelly shit
Your bitch is barely grown

Groupie love
Now, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
Now, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
When you see me in V.I.P. with hoes around me
Man, now give me that

Groupie love
Come, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
Come, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
Tonight you wanna fuck wit me, it's alright with me
Come on an' gimme that groupie love

G-g-g-unit

Is shorty ain't feelin' me? Shorty must like girls, like girls
'Coz I'm only eatin' your whirl
Bitch, I can make you famous, you don't know what your missin'
I can change your mind if you listen

If the bitch don't like me, the bitch must don't like men, like men
I say what I want 'coz I can
If I didn't I'd be a liar, mommy, I'm on fire
Come ride with a rider

The crowd say you might catch the king with a singer
For touching my doorbells, the only way I'll put a ring on your finger
Give me a convo with two cups an'
I'm in your bedroom fucking up your sheets like the Ku Klux Klan

I shook hands wit my fans and fuck 'em
I'm in the hallways tryin' to duck 'em
So, I can climb in to somethin', my name's B A N K, dollar sign, bitch
I'm a bigme to make that switch
Now come gimme that

Groupie love
Now, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
Now, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
When you see me in V.I.P. with hoes around me
Man, now give me that

Groupie love
Come, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
Come, gimme, gimme, gimme that groupie love
Tonight you wanna fuck wit me, it's alright with me
Come on an' gimme that groupie love

Groupie love, I love that shit, yeah

Groupies come and groupies go and they are always at our show
So, I garb me the tightest one and then proceeded straight to the mall
She's so excited that she's here with me
That she feels she should pay here fee
And I did not disagree, so, she drooped down to her knees

Groupie love, yeah, groupie love, yeah, groupie love, yeah

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Beg - Lyrics - The Melody And The Energetic Nature of Volume - Evans Blue

Title: Beg
Album: The Melody And The Energetic Nature of Volume
Artist: Evans Blue
Composer(s): Kevin Clarkson, Joseph Lauzon

Lyric:
There's a lit cigarette in the hand of my new angel
She's blowing smoke like halos
And now everybody wants her
But I shouldn't even bother

Because you made me so complete, dear
But you left me so alone here
Hang a noose for my new sinner
Somewhere everyone can see it

Won't you beg me and then tell me
How to love you like anybody else would
I know you're risking failure
(Risking failure)

Go, run for cover
(For how long?)
You better start to love her
So much you're moving on and on

Now there's a whole wide world
That wants to know
Have cheap hotels lost their turn-on?
She's bathing in the neon

And she's polluting all the airways
While I'm passed out in the hallway
And you left me so in love here
You left with so much hate, dear

Was I creating only chaos?
This world lives just fine without us

Won't you beg me and then tell me
How to love you like anybody else would
I know you're risking failure
(Risking failure)

Go, run for cover
(For how long?)
You better start love her
So much you're moving on and on

Will it change your life
If I change my mind?
When she's lit the whole wide world
I want to know if you will

Beg me and then tell me
How to love you like anybody else would
I know you're risking failure
(Risking failure)
But I'd hope you set your levels
(For how long)

So you can run for cover
You better start to love her
Now are we this pathetic?
You made me finally see it

Will it change your life
When I change my mind?
Will it change your mind
When I change my life?

Go, run for cover, you better fucking love her
(Will it change your mind)
So much you're moving on
(When I change my life?)

I'm so pathetic, you made me finally see it
(Will it change your mind)
Got what you want? I'm gone
(When I change my life?)

For how long? For how long?
For how long will it change your life?

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How Long ? - Lyrics - Eurythmics

Title: How Long ?
Artist: Eurythmics
Composer(s): Annie Lennox, David Allan Stewart

Lyric:
It's five o'clock in the afternoon
Somebody's playing a sixties tune on the radio
Lazy wind tumbles down the street
It shakes the dust up with the summer heat
Where the people go

In fancy town where nothing's real
They don't consider what you feel
In fancy town it's black and white
They close their minds, they say
"Wrong is right"

How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?
How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?
How long?

In fancy town the attitude
Could strip you bare like frozen food
A ship of fools in a crazy choir
Is gonna take you home and light your fire

In fancy town where nothing's real
They don't consider what you feel
In fancy town it's black and white
They close their minds, they say
"Wrong is right"

How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?
How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?

How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?
How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?
How long?

A deck of cards in perfect black
Like cold cement on the pavement cracks
Where lovers steal and beg for time
And doctors sign on the dotted line

How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?
How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?

How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?
How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?

How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?
How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?

How long will your love
Hold on to stay strong enough?
How long?

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Coldest - Lyrics - Sex, Love and Pain - Tank

Title: Coldest
Album: Sex, Love and Pain
Artist: Tank
Composer(s): Durrell Babbs, Thai Olivia Jones

Lyric:
I don't want nothin' if I can't have it all
If I gotta beg for it on my knees and crawl
'Cause I gotta have you, girl, I gotta have you

Tell me what you like, we can fuss and fight all day
But trust we gon' be sexin' all night
It don't matter, girl, I'm down for whatever
Ride with you through any kinda weather

Girl, just give me your
Sex, love and pain
Oh, I want, I want all your
Sex, love and pain

Everything you got for me, yeah
Sex, love and pain
Listen, is it okay if I give you my
Sex, love and pain?
Sex, love and

I can't change nothin', all I got is me
Occasional strip clubs and shots of Hennessey
I'm somewhat of a hustler out here in these streets
I'll be your hustler if you need me to be

'Cause I got that paper for you, damn all them haters for you
Let 'em know you with me while you flossin' in that Rang Rover
It's gon' be good, it's gon' be bad, that's cool with me

The only thing I need is your
(Sex, love and pain)
All I need is you in my life, yeah
Sex, love and pain

Need you to run with me
Jump with me
Sex, love and pain

Sometimes I'm gon' be 'round
But all I need you to do is stand by my side
(Sex, love and pain)
Sex love and pain
(Sex, love and pain)

I just want your, your, your
Sex, love and pain
All of your sex, love and pain
All of your sex, love and pain
All of your sex, love, pain

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I Like Your Kind Of Love - Lyrics - Andy Williams

Title: I Like Your Kind Of Love
Artist: Andy Williams
Composer(s): Melvin Endsley

Lyric:
Honey babe, ooo, honey babe
Mmm, honey babe, I like your kind of love
That's good, baby, that's good

Honey babe, I like the way that you walk by
I like the way you swing your eye
I like your kind of love
That's good, baby, that's good

Every night, I like the way you beg for more
And linger there outside the door
I like your kind of love
That's good, baby, that's good

Well, well, well, ain't it swell?
Can't reveal how I feel

And no one else could ever thrill me like you do
You make my every dream come true
I like your kind of love
That's good, baby, that's good

Oh, honey babe, ooo, honey babe
Mmm, honey babe, I like your kind of love
That's good, baby, that's good

Honey babe, I like the way you wear your clothes
My love for you just grows and grows
I like your kind of love
Honey, you know I do

When you're near you don't know what you do to me
And that's the way it oughta be
I like your kind of love
Honey, you know I do

Don't you know that I love you so?
Can't you see that you're for me

Honey babe, I like the way you hold my hand
To make me know you understand
I like your kind of love
Honey, you know I do

Honey babe, ooo, honey babe
Mmm, honey babe, I like your kind of love
That's good, baby, that's good

Ooo, honey babe, I like your kind of love
That's good, baby, that's good
Mmm, honey babe, I like your kind of love
That's good, baby, that's good

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The Night Is Yours, The Night Is Mine - Lyrics - Modern Talking

Title: The Night Is Yours, The Night Is Mine
Artist: Modern Talking
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

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Lyric:
The night is yours, the night is mine
I beg you, baby, take your time
It's like paradise
See your magic eyes
Feel the need in me

The night is yours, the night is mine
I beg you, baby, take your time
Heaven in your eyes
Takes me to the sky
I'm in love with you

Love takes time, it's hard to find that's true
Not a game you play, a night or two
Take my heart, let's make it real tonight
We'll be dancin' to the pale moonlight

Your dreams are real today
And now you gonna stay

The night is yours, the night is mine
I beg you, baby, take your time
It's like paradise
See your magic eyes
Feel the need in me

The night is yours, the night is mine
I beg you, baby, take your time
Heaven in your eyes
Takes me to the sky
I'm in love with you

I will try to make your dreams come true
Trust me baby, nothing else will do
There's no need for you to be so cool
Love takes time just like the golden rule

Your dreams are real today
And now they're gonna stay

The night is yours, the night is mine
I beg you, baby, take your time
It's like paradise
See your magic eyes
Feel the need in me

The night is yours, the night is mine
I beg you, baby, take your time
Heaven in your eyes
Takes me to the sky
I'm in love with you

Girl, when I see your smile
Imaginations running wild
Love makes me feel all right
Help me through the night

Sometimes you're weak
Sometimes you're wild
You're a woman, you're a child
Love makes me feel all right, tonight

The night is yours, the night is mine
I beg you, baby, take your time
It's like paradise
See your magic eyes
Feel the need in me

The night is yours, the night is mine
I beg you, baby, take your time
Heaven in your eyes
Takes me to the sky
I'm in love with you

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Lollipop - Lyrics - 10 - Ll Cool J

Title: Lollipop
Album: 10
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): J T Smith, Z Bey

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Lyric:
Uhh, yeah, mmm, c'mon
You know how long I've been waitin' for this
Mmm, you know how bad I want this
(Mmm, mmm, mmm)

Kiss me from head to toe
(I will)
Ooh baby I love you so
(C'mon)
My sweet love ain't gon' stop
I'm gon' be your lollipop
(Lollipop)

Kiss me from, head to toe
Ooh baby I love you so
(I know)
My sweet love ain't gon' stop
I'm gon' be your lollipop

Lolli lolli pop pop, boppin' down the block block
I've been lovin' you since junior high, ma you got
Everything I need, everything I want
You're the type of dime a real playa wanna flaunt

Lovin' them lips and the shape of them hips
When I see you in that whack brother's whip, I flip
I hate your boyfriend, that cat is corny
I kick it to you and I dare that clown to run up on me

When nights are stormy
I be thinkin' about your pretty smile, gritty style
But Duke got you locked down like Riker's Isle
I wanna break your man off, I can't control it, I'm a hater
Especially, when your perfume lingers inside the elevator

You're the one, the only one
That I would beg, to give me some
Playerism's for life, eternal flossin', proceed with caution
Baby toss him, divorce him, let the boss in

Kiss me from head to toe
Ooh baby I love you so
My sweet love ain't gon' stop
I'm gon' be your lollipop
(Lolli lolli pop pop)

Kiss me from head to toe
(Toe, toe)
Ooh baby I love you so
(I know)
My sweet love ain't gon' stop
(Yeah)
I'm gon' be your lollipop

So ballalistic, mystic, twisted
In my dreams I kissed it, never missed it, I frisked it
Searched it, worked it, lollipopped it and jerked it
You followed, swallowed, scratch my back, baby burped it

Red passion, high fashion
Nobody got to know I'm smashin', I'm sayin' it shorty
Rock, Miss Thang, playin' a childish games
Standin' on the corner knowin damn well I wanna blaze

Sweet get to it anywhere you like
On the rooftop at midnight
The project stairs, I'll be there
Runnin' my fingers through your hair

Anyway, the untouchable, magnetic
Kissable loveable huggable energetic, call a medic
Your man'll regret it, when I hit it I'm athletic
Energize your thighs you'll recognize the size, it's epidemic

Kiss me from head to toe
Ooh baby I love you so
(Uh, yeah yeah)
My sweet love ain't gon' stop
I'm gon' be your lollipop

Kiss me from head to toe
(Yeah, ha ha)
Ooh baby I love you so
My sweet love ain't gon' stop
(She's crazy)
I'm gon' be your lollipop

When y'all alone in the Brooklyn Brownstone
Starin' at the high ceilin', what a feelin'
Clothes peelin', finally you're double dealin'
I'm walkin', he's wheelin', it's unreal when

You got the dime of your fantasies
My lollipop ecstasy's on top of me
Just like I thought, it's a small world after all
I don't care if your neighbors hear us down the hall

Make 'em jealous, what they gon' tell us?
If you don't tell your girls baby, I won't tell the fellas
Unless you complain, I orchestrated icebergisms
Visions of my lollipop's thick risen, for my wisdom

Plop plop fizz fizzdom, what I give them
Make yea baby, right there my new anthem
I love you baby, take it deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, now go to sleep

Kiss me from head to toe
Ooh baby I love you so
(I know)
My sweet love ain't gon' stop
(How would it?)
I'm gon' be your lollipop
(Lollipop)

Kiss me from, head to toe
Ooh baby I love you so
(Yeah)
My sweet love, ain't gon' stop
(Here we go)
I'm gon' be your lollipop

Kiss me from head to toe
Ooh baby I love you so
My sweet love ain't gon' stop
I'm gon' be your lollipop

Kiss me from head to toe
Ooh baby I love you so
My sweet love ain't gon' stop
I'm gon' be your lollipop

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Unit - I Smell Pussy - Lyrics - Beg For Mercy - G

Title: Unit - I Smell Pussy
Album: Beg For Mercy
Artist: G
Composer(s): R Kelly, C Jackson, C Woodward, C Henderson, S Anderson, M Bernard, C Lloyd

Lyric:
Son you smell that?
What's that?
I smell pussy
Is that you Irv?
I smell pussy
Is that you Ja?
I smell pussy
Is that you Black?
I smell pussy
Is that you Tah?

Y'all niggas is pussy
I'm ballin' now nigga now watch me
(Watch me)
Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me
(Stop me)
You niggas get so emotional
(Emotional)
You remind me of my bitch

It's not in my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe
But she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her
(Leave her)
My old relations just make it harder for me to except her
As my own she tries to tie up my phone
(Phone and)
I'm not at home she's thinkin' that I'm not alone
Probably out tryin' to bone anything in the street
I let her know she can leave I ain't tryin to tie her up but see
It's hard to fuck with somebody after she touches me mami

I'm not your regular nigga I know the game
(I know the game)
But I don't play by the rules
I'm focusin' on my moves that way I'll never lose
See I can tell by your shoes
If you attracted to Benz's with 22's
(Yea)
Say I confuse you play little tricks with your head
Catchin' feelin's ever since the first time I slept in your bed
(Oooh)
I'm not here to tease you mislead you
Or mess up your dreams
(Nah)
I can't say I love you I don't know what that means
I'm a pimp

Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking extasy

Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking extasy

When I first met her I did anything to get her
(What?)
Paid all her bills and filled the 'fridgerator
(Uh huh)
Reminiscin' on late nights when I try to lay up
But couldn't get off cause your baby would stay up
She even crashed the whip
Tryin' to switch in the third lane
That's when I realized this bitch was a bird brain
(Haa ha)
A pigeon writin' her baby pops in the box in the prison
Sing-Sing is where he biddin'

She in the Gucci tights and Fendi high heels
(Whoo)
Baby wipes and cans of Enfamil
(Uh huh)
Moter bike and grams of fish scale
It's a 9 to 5 niggas with no frills
Turnin' young niggas with principles to old men with debts
And all the prank calls was death threats
That bitch got the best sex
(Uh huh)
All across the globe and the bitch head game was out of control

Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking extasy

Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking extasy

I'm wonderin' when I'm gone if you'll miss me
(Miss me)
Or do you miss the Don Perion and the Cristy
(And the Cristy)
I'm fuckin' with you
I'm feelin' your shape I'm feelin' your eyes
Later on I'm feelin' your ass and feelin' your thighs
(Come here baby)

Sweet heart your book smart and street smart
(Uh huh)
I knew you was my type from the very very start
(Yeah)
I'm into tongue kissin' and foreplay all day
Mama ain't home so the noise is okay
O D B you know he like it the raw way
Latex safe sex no hickeys on the neck
Now you learnin'
(Whoo)

The Lords blessin' makes me wiser as the world's turnin'
My tongue touch the right spot have your toes curlin'
Whether we're just kickin' it or we sexin'
(Uh huh)
I'm a pro baby girl I spit games to perfection
(Yea)
So when niggas make mistakes I correct them and
When niggas get out of line I check them man
(Uh uh)

Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking extasy

Girl you know I like it when you climb on top
Love muscles feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to extasy without taking extasy

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No Diggedy - Lyrics - Das Efx

Title: No Diggedy
Artist: Das Efx
Composer(s): Andre Weston, Willie Hines, Chris Martin

Lyric:
No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy do we bring it real everytime?
No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy Das EFX we rip it everytime

No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy do we bring it real everytime?
No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy Das EFX we rip it everytime

Yo yo
Well biggity back from the gutter, ya beat the butter flow comin at'cha
Check the rapture that I miggity manufacture
Body snatcher, here to throw the pitch again
Gotta switch again because we back up in this bitch again (No doubt)
We roll like Michelin, the rapper's know the pedigree
Flowin steadily, yo Boogie Banger rizzy ready G?

I'm miggity made of snakes-n-snails and rock Wally tails
Jiggity joined by the balls in case all else fails
Higgity hails from the land of gunsling and I tell ya one thing
Diggity Das EFX we run things, hunting
Down hardcore clowns and love singers
And I got more styles than Brooklyn got drug slingers (word up!)
Police oppress me, MC's wanna stiggity stress me
Tickity talkin more trash than a Hefty
Heaven-to-Betsy when Dray spark the sess, we left
You faggot MC's marked for death

No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy do we bring it real everytime?
No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy Das EFX we rip it everytime

I line up rappers then I drop em like they're dominos (No diggedy!)
And know body from their poppa to their momma knows (No diggedy!)
We got the flows to get ya hyper, plug up the mic-uh
Phiggity-phone and then it's on because I'm just the type-uh
And ain't no diggedy, I flow until infinity, you must be kiddin me
Ain't niggity nuttin gettin rid of me
Big up to PMD, forever gettin blunted
Flooded in the triple black Benz 500

I riggity rap like Saram from here to Pakistan
Me and my man came to kick styles out the can
Fridge you with the flow, yo it's the big chill
Ship all pounds plus stack my grants in a hill
So you better set the backra or ya head'll splat
I smiggity smoked the pot that called the kettle black
Provoke and get your jiggity jaw broke
B-K-L-Y-N we no joke

No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy do we bring it real everytime?
No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy Das EFX we rip it everytime

Well yo the 1 is for them suckers, the 2 is for my shortys
The 3 is for my knuckers puffin els and crackin 40's
Diggy Das EFX you know the text we never slackin
We back and fliggity flex a nigga, check the rappin
Niggas be actin shady
So I got eyes behind my back and I biggity black the 80
Yo we crazy as they come smokin blunts by the carton
Beg your pardon but MC's is a pain like
Sharpen up your skills, it's on the real to break em down
My sound is strictly hardcore underground

No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy do we bring it real everytime?
No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy Das EFX we rip it everytime

No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy do we bring it real everytime?
No diggedy can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy Das EFX we rip it everytime

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Fiddle With The Volume - Lyrics - Public Warning - Lady Sovereign

Title: Fiddle With The Volume
Album: Public Warning
Artist: Lady Sovereign
Composer(s): Gabriel Olegavich, Louise Harman

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Lyric:
Well, I'm droppin' bars like a page three star
Droppin' bras, my voice hits cars, I love music
Kept my voice locked in a jar for years
Now I'm here I know you loved the way I appeared

Like cha ching, I've come to bring
The vibe that's been hiding like Bin Laden
Turn the noise down, I beg ya pardon
I get ya, let this s*** rumble your garden as the bass hardens

Miss L dot Harman, get the weirdest looks from bar men
They wanna go on silly like the Baha Men
The drama continues
Now like sexual intercourse, feel the tune in you

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners
Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners
Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

F*** ninety nine, my neighbors got about
A hundred and twenty-four problems sittin' on his mind
Beside the fact that I blare my music all the time
He gets knock down ginger on his yard from nine to five

Ha, wigidy wigidy woo, S O V's voice causin' feuds
Encouraging my neighbors to be rude
Unable to chew food
Due to my new tunes and my renditions of Waterloo

Waterloo, what who?
From Abba to Shabba, hip hop, grime to ragga
I blabber the weird grammar due to listening to hits
Like a hammer bang bang, everybody turn this up

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners
Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners
Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Bang, bang, bang, peoples complaining
Winging and wining 'cause I'm here vibeing
Bang, bang, bang, peoples complaining
Winging and wining 'cause I'm here vibeing

Allow country and western, I got a suggestion
The music in question is here caving your chest in
And I ain't got time for resting, I'm never snoring
Interesting, my living room noises are never boring

Granny's wanna kick my door in
We're constantly warring till one in the mornin'
Now lights off, lights on, I'm teasin' them
They think I've gone to sleep but I'm changin' CD's again

Now don't go on like you don't like it
You're only moaning 'cause your records are s***
And they skip, now just zip your lip
And come to my yard and flip the script

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners
Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners
Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners
Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

Abuse your speakers, lose your manners
Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya

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Unit - Baby U Got - Lyrics - Beg For Mercy - G

Title: Unit - Baby U Got
Album: Beg For Mercy
Artist: G
Composer(s): Christopher Lloyde, Curtis James Jackson, David Darnell Brown, Dorsey Wesley

Lyric:
Baby you got, you got
You got, you got what I want
Baby you got, you got
You got, you got what I need
Now shake that thang
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up
Girl shake that thang
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

It's somethin' about your style
It's somethin' about your smile
It's somethin' about you making me want you right now
If you don't like me, then don't listen to me
Lord knows I spit that G
That have you coming out your clothes
I'm a professional when I become sexual
You need a chaperone to bring your girlfriend next to you
Don't it sound like phone sex
Kinky when I talk switch the slang

Partner tell that nigga from New York
Shorty, come ride on my roller coaster
Porn star stamina, I try not to damage ya
Unlimited tongue action 'til you're climaxin'
Foreplay, you can have it your way
I follow directions, whoa, your jiggling baby
Back shots have your whole back wiggling crazy
After sipping on Nightrain, that potent pipe game
I have you saying "Slow down baby"

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

Baby it's hard to look and don't touch
Girl the way you strut and dressed in your Von Dutch
I don't know if it's your lips or your hips that got me
Or the way that ass bounce when you move your body
I'm parked outside in the blue Denali
There's room for two, just me and you, if you 'bout it
Ice from Tiffany & Co., Norma Kamali footwear
I spend g's, I'm a G, that's a good look girl

You need a thug that can handle that
One dose'll make you go
And put my name on your back
Whenever you pass through, whatever they ask you
Just tell 'em you my boo
And show 'em your tattoo
Ooh! Don't hurt nobody baby
When you drop to the ground and drive me crazy
I done been around the world, and I finally found ya
Now back that ass up and let me get behind ya

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

Baby you've got a hell of a first impression
Making me wanna ask you a personal question
Like, "Are you flexible?" and "How do you like it?"
Give me a little input, I'm not a psychic
'Cuz you can exit as soon as you get the okay
You got a body like Nicole Ray, hey
I need a drink, I'll be right back
But before I go, do that little dance
Yeah, just like that

It's late, I have to score
"This blue drink tastes good, don't it?"
"Sure it does, now have some more"
I'm deep, but she got her ladies with her
So bring 'em, I'll call ya a babysitter
So we can hit the hotel, motel, Holiday Inn
I'm contemplatin' how my time's spent
'Cuz I'm bent, and I'm as hard as a brick, love
You move like you work in a strip club

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

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Lay All Your Love On Me - Lyrics - The ABBA Generation - A*Teens

Title: Lay All Your Love On Me
Album: The ABBA Generation
Artist: A*Teens
Composer(s): Bjoern K Ulvaeus, Benny Goran Br Andersson

Lyric:
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me

I wasn't jealous before we met
Now every woman I see is a potential threat
And I'm possessive it isn't nice
You've heard me saying that smoking was my only vice

But now it isn't true, now everything is new
And all I've learned has overturned, I beg of you

Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me

It was like shooting a sitting duck
A little small talk a smile and baby I was stuck
I still don't know what you've done with me
A grown up woman should never fall so easily

I feel a kind of fear when I don't have you near
Unsatisfied I skip my pride, I beg you dear

Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don't go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me

Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don't go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me

Don't go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don't go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me

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