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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Lookin' For A Big Night - Lyrics - Kim Carnes

Title: Lookin' For A Big Night
Artist: Kim Carnes
Composer(s): Kim Carnes, Dave Ellingson

Lyric:
Please don't keep us waiting
Hurry light up the night
Big plans in the making
And we've got to do it up right

He'll pick me up at seven
I've been ready for an hour or more
We both smile 'cuz we both know
What's in store

Lookin' for a big night
Out on the town
Looking for a big night
As long as Friday rolls around

Lookin' for a big night
Out on the town
Lookin' for a big night
When every Friday rolls around

Every Monday morning
I start out feelin' real low
'Cause I've got for long nights
And five long days to go

Then I begin anticipating
Till there's no one else around
I think about you until my resistance
Don't wanna be found

Lookin' for a big night
Out on the town
Looking for a big night
As long as Friday rolls around

Lookin' for a big night
Out on the town
Lookin' for a big night
When every Friday rolls around

Contemplating the madness
Keeps me in this state of mind
It's not the good it's the badness
That puts me over the line

Everybody should feel it
Everybody should know what it's like
To lose control and lose your soul
To Friday night

Lookin' for a big night
Out on the town
Looking for a big night
As long as Friday rolls around

Lookin' for a big night
Out on the town
Lookin' for a big night
When every Friday rolls around

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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Ain'T No Big Deal ('97 Edit) - Lyrics - Pre-Madonna - Madonna

Title: Ain'T No Big Deal ('97 Edit)
Album: Pre-Madonna
Artist: Madonna
Composer(s): Stephen Bray

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Lyric:
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Please don't be afraid to look me in the eye
Sad time is gone, I got no tears to cry
So don't say you don't know I'm right
When I say we'll get by

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Nobody makes me feel the way that you do
Night time's such a thrill when I spend it with you
Now ask me what is on my mind
So I can tell you true
Ain't no big thing, uh, yeah

Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out

Reach out, reach out, yeah
Reach out, reach out, yeah
Reach out, reach out, yeah

Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big thing

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Got love for you so strong it's making me high
Don't know what I'll do if you won't give it a try
So now's the time to make it clear
Let me show you why
Ain't no big deal to say I love you still

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing

Just reach out
I'll be there
I'll be there
I'll be there

I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah

Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big deal

Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow

Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Oh, what's that you said, baby?

Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Ain'T No Big Deal ('81 And '97 Extended) - Lyrics - Pre-Madonna - Madonna

Title: Ain'T No Big Deal ('81 And '97 Extended)
Album: Pre-Madonna
Artist: Madonna
Composer(s): Stephen Bray

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Lyric:
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Please don't be afraid to look me in the eye
Sad time is gone, I got no tears to cry
So don't say you don't know I'm right
When I say we'll get by

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Nobody makes me feel the way that you do
Night time's such a thrill when I spend it with you
Now ask me what is on my mind
So I can tell you true
Ain't no big thing, uh, yeah

Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out

Reach out, reach out, yeah
Reach out, reach out, yeah
Reach out, reach out, yeah

Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big thing

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Got love for you so strong it's making me high
Don't know what I'll do if you won't give it a try
So now's the time to make it clear
Let me show you why
Ain't no big deal to say I love you still

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing

Just reach out
I'll be there
I'll be there
I'll be there

I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah

Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big deal

Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow

Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Oh, what's that you said, baby?

Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Ain'T No Big Deal - Lyrics - Madonna

Title: Ain'T No Big Deal
Artist: Madonna
Composer(s): Stephen Bray

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Lyric:
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Please don't be afraid to look me in the eye
Sad time is gone, I got no tears to cry
So don't say you don't know I'm right
When I say we'll get by

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Nobody makes me feel the way that you do
Night time's such a thrill when I spend it with you
Now ask me what is on my mind
So I can tell you true
Ain't no big thing, uh, yeah

Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out

Reach out, reach out, yeah
Reach out, reach out, yeah
Reach out, reach out, yeah

Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big thing

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Got love for you so strong it's making me high
Don't know what I'll do if you won't give it a try
So now's the time to make it clear
Let me show you why
Ain't no big deal to say I love you still

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing

Just reach out
I'll be there
I'll be there
I'll be there

I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah

Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big deal

Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow

Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Oh, what's that you said, baby?

Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Ain'T No Big Deal (Extended) - Lyrics - Madonna

Title: Ain'T No Big Deal (Extended)
Artist: Madonna
Composer(s): Stephen Bray

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Lyric:
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Please don't be afraid to look me in the eye
Sad time is gone, I got no tears to cry
So don't say you don't know I'm right
When I say we'll get by

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Nobody makes me feel the way that you do
Night time's such a thrill when I spend it with you
Now ask me what is on my mind
So I can tell you true
Ain't no big thing, uh, yeah

Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out

Reach out, reach out, yeah
Reach out, reach out, yeah
Reach out, reach out, yeah

Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big thing

Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal to say my love is real
When you reach out I'll be there

Got love for you so strong it's making me high
Don't know what I'll do if you won't give it a try
So now's the time to make it clear
Let me show you why
Ain't no big deal to say I love you still

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing

Just reach out
I'll be there
I'll be there
I'll be there

I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah
I'll be there, yeah

Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out, reach out
Reach out

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing
Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big thing

Ain't no big deal
Ain't no big deal

Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow

Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Ain't no big deal, my love is for real, yow
Oh, what's that you said, baby?

Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big deal, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ain't no big thing, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Big Fun - Lyrics - Kool &Amp; The Gang

Title: Big Fun
Artist: Kool &Amp; The Gang
Composer(s): George Brown, Robert Spike Mickens, Claydes Smith, Robert Bell, Ronald Bell, Curtis Williams, Clifford Adams, Eumir Deodato, Michael Ray, James Taylor

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Lyric:
Have some fun, have some fun
Have some fun, have some fun

Burn it up
Let's burn up the night, baby, let's do it together, yeah
Let's burn up the night, let's have big fun, burn it up

The world is out, it's all over town
Your work is done, time for some fun
Let's get it on, the feeling is right
Come on, baby, let's do it tonight, I say

Have some fun, have some fun
Have some fun, have some fun
Have some fun, have some fun
Have some fun, have some fun

Let's have some fun, baby
Let's have big fun tonight
Big fun tonight, let's have big fun

Let's burn up the night, baby, let's do it together
We're gonna, we're gonna do it together
Let's burn up the night, let's have big fun
Big fun, burn it up, burn it up
[Incomprehensible]

Burn it up
Let's burn up the night, baby, let's do it together
We can do it together, yeah
Let's burn up the night, let's have big fun
Big fun, burn it up, burn it up

Burn it up, let's burn it up, fun
Burn up the night, big fun
Burn it up, let's burn it up, fun
Burn up the night, big fun

Have some fun, have some fun
Have some fun, have some fun
Have some fun, have some fun
Have some fun, have some fun

Let's burn up the night, baby, let's do it together
We're gonna do it together
Let's burn up the night, let's have big fun
Big fun, burn it up, burn it up

Let's burn up the night, baby, let's do it together
We're gonna, we're gonna do it together
Let's burn up the night, let's have big fun
Big fun, burn it up, burn it up

Let's burn up the night, baby, let's do it together
And we can do it together, baby
Let's burn up the night, let's have big fun, big fun
Burn it up, burn it up

Let's burn up the night, baby, let's do it together
Let's burn up the night, let's have big fun

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Girls - Lyrics - Showtime - Dizzee Rascal

Title: Girls
Album: Showtime
Artist: Dizzee Rascal
Composer(s): Gustavo M Alvez Moretti, Dylan Kwabena Mills

Lyric:
Yo, I dunno, marga man here. with the raskitdizzee rascal
Yo, walkin thru the club doors, betta make space, make way, make some more
And all the girlsthinks she det, don't know she stinks of sweat
It's marga man, Introducin live on stage in front of you
My bredrin Dizzee Rascal

As I get past the boucers, walk thru the dancefloor, onto the stage I'm glancin
Bin blessed tonite with the sight, seein all these beautiful beanies dancin
I'm usually placed infront of a crowd who push up their face and stare, and just stand
But thank god tonite its a totally different affair

I'm so excited and delight almost feel to take my hat off
To these beanies who excite me by the way they shake their back off. It's amazin
The way you lower and rise yourself again
Yo its amazin! I feel to pick up the mic and vouch for them

You know we got girls in the north, girls in the south
Girls in the east, girls in the west
Big batties, big breast, so much gash no tym to rest
Straight to the ting, no tym to caress
We don't settle for less, shines we don't settle for less
No long ting coz we don't like stress

Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right

Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right

Cho! (rasclart!) we're havin it tonite
This big bumper slapped me in the eye (gyal made me cry)
It's so crazy, got some hot chicks and this old lady
It's so gravy, its so orange, man these girls are tick like porridge

Excuse me, we're gonna have to get rid of you
Why?

You're here, but ur bumper's still in the queue
Qui ya! Cho! Girls all over England
Knighted whips of states of kingdom

WHERE?

Swing them breast tonite, then individually left and right
Coz you see tonite, I'm gonna be a gallice, and have bare girls smoking ma chalice

YOU KNOW WHAT IM SAYING

Fight your nuts, me I'm trying to fuck YEAH

You know we got girls in the north, girls in the south
Girls in the east, girls in the west
Big batties, big breast, so much gash no tym to rest
Straight to the ting, no tym to caress
Sex, we don't settle for less, shines we don't settle for less
No long ting coz we don't like stress

Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right

Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right

Yo, whats all the rampin and pettin about
I could giving you the fitness, wetting you out
Gimme one chance, we can dance, under the seats, cardiovascular sweatin you out
No escape, no letting you out
Not not rape, not at all, jus workin you out
I got ma hands on ur hips, cause fits, like hard low, cocking you out, rockin you out
Give a shout, give a scream, now I know ur keen, I come clean
But I maintain, skips from ur pussy lips insane
It's the word to use for when I penetrate
Cause mass hysteria and pleasure pain
Next best high to cocaine, but I can offer you triple the buzz
I'll call ma cuz, we can go again

You know we got girls in the north, girls in the south
Girls in the east, girls in the west
Big batties, big breast, so much gash no tym to rest
Straight to the ting, no tym to caress
Sex, we don't settle for less, shines we don't settle for less
No long ting coz we don't like stress

Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right

Girls shek ur batties out, guys help em do it and
If they're not aware, then show them how to do it
We don't have to fight, can dance all night
Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Big Noise From Winnetka - Lyrics - Thighs & Whispers - Bette Midler

Title: Big Noise From Winnetka
Album: Thighs & Whispers
Artist: Bette Midler
Composer(s): Ray Bauduc, Bob Crosby, Gil Rodin, Bob Haggart

Lyric:
This is the story of a young girl who was the Einstein of the dance
They called her Big Noise from Winnetka, against her no one stood a chance
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, stole each fellow's heart and then
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, Big Noise blew right out again

Boys were sighing, their girlfriends crying, hearts were pounding when
The Big Noise dances, hence romances, it's just astounding when
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, Big Noise blew right out again

Stop! Look! Listen! Listen to the Big Noise
Stop! Look! Listen! Listen to the Big Noise

I am the one they call the Big Noise. I got to dance my way to fame
I just blew in from Winnetka, that town will never be the same
Now I had my fun, and yet there's just one who's got me from the start
I'd love to conga a little bit longer but it keeps us apart
Exit Big Noise from Winnetka, enter Big Noise in his heart

Big men move me out. Senors zonk me out
Zim zom zup ma ma. Big men boo bop ba, bah ba doo wop
Boodeeah baby boodeeah baby boodeeah baby
Boodeeah baby boodeeah baby boodeeah baby baby baby over 'n' out

She loves the bass. She loves the drum
She loves to stay out late and dance the samba, samba, how she loves to samba
Rhumba, salsa, limbo and pachenga
She's so restless she's on every guest list
None can please her. She'd say no to Ceaser
Teach me, why don't you teach me. Show me how to let go

There she goes 'round again, up and then down again, in and then out. Hooo

When Big Noise waltzes through the door the bouncer has to clear the floor
'Cause everybody wants to see the girl get down, the girl get down
And if you try to hold me tight, I'll disappear into the night
My lover's waiting home for me she don't do that! She don't do that

Everyone's got a bit of Big Noise in his heart
Everyone likes to toot his horn
I've been the Big Noise from Winnetka for so long
Time for a new noise to be born
'Cause I had my fun and yet there's just one who's got me from the start
Exit Big Noise for Winnetka, enter Big Noise in my heart

Onc she was pickin' up the big boys
Now I'm pickin' up my little kids' toys
Big Noise we miss you

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Boy Looka Here - Lyrics - Rich Boy - Rich Boy

Title: Boy Looka Here
Album: Rich Boy
Artist: Rich Boy
Composer(s): Jamal F. Jones, Maurece Richards, Niquay Jones

Lyric:
This what I'm talkin' 'bout, nigga
Hey bitch, gotta looka here
This the A, ho, yeah, this the A, ho
This the A, ho, yeah, this the, this Alabama

Fuck talkin', get took, boy, looka here
Rich Boy really do it, boy, looka here
We can buy the bar all night, looka here
I can show you what a stack like looka here

Boy, looka here, boy, looka here
Looka here, looka here

Off top, I'ma tell ya this some playa shit
A real nigga here now, better get ya bitch
Yeah 'cause big pimpin' in the house now
If ya real then you know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Rich Boy, I don't know what these niggas thankin'
Bet a thou', shoot a thou' what you niggas bankin'?
Comin' down like snow in the winter time
I don't know about you, but I'm gettin' mine

D I P never cold, nigga, hell yeah
Zone 4 gon' pull up in the ATL
Gettin' money, already know what it is
Don't stop, bitch, what the business is?

Get my ass then a lazy boy sofa
Keep my toaster,warm in my holster
See you got ya lil' jewelry but I'm chunked out
All the hatin' playboy, get ya stomped out

Fuck talkin', get took, boy, looka here
Rich Boy really do it, boy, looka here
We can buy the bar all night, looka here
I can show you what a stack like, looka here

Fuck talkin', get took, boy, looka here
Rich Boy really do it, boy, looka here
We can buy the bar all night, looka here
I can show you what a stack like, looka here

Naw, I don't wear tight shirts wit' the cuff links
See the big VS stones make ya eyes blink
Say I talk slow and I rhyme funny
But I ain't thinkin' 'bout nothin' but the big money

Big cake, big shrimp on a big plate
Nigga so iced out like a snowflake
Don't hate big crib wit' the big lake
Say she wanna taste some of that milkshake

Put'cha money where ya ass at and run that
Just gettin' started, nigga, we did done that
What you know about them folks that was shootin' it off?
While y'all was lyin', runnin' and movin' ya moss

Homeboy, we ain't goin' for the okie doke
'Cause we'll pop it off quick wit' the gun smoke
See what I tote, keep it in my lap
If these hollow points hit'cha, nigga, it's a wrap

Fuck talkin', get took, boy, looka here
Rich Boy really do it, boy, looka here
We can buy the bar all night, looka here
I can show you what a stack like, looka here

Fuck talkin', get took, boy, looka here
Rich Boy really do it, boy, looka here
We can buy the bar all night, looka here
I can show you what a stack like, looka here

Yeah, I ain'tsta, don't die, naan, nigga
Rich Boy, Alabama ex-figure
Stack quicker, drank good hard liquor
Fuck a squad, better have God wit'cha

Cool like a muh'fucka wit' a pimp cup
All my folk gettin' money throw your prank up
Yeah, real deal playa gon' ball out
Come drank what'cha drank 'til ya fall out

Where my girls at? Baby, make 'em pay mo'
Gon' show a nigga how you make it shake slow
Yeah, represent, tell 'em who ya click
Throw 'em up, nigga, go on show 'em who ya wit'

Fuck talkin', get took, boy, looka here
Rich Boy really do it, boy, looka here
We can buy the bar all night, looka here
I can show you what a stack like, looka here

Fuck talkin', get took, boy, looka here
Rich Boy really do it, boy, looka here
We can buy the bar all night, looka here
I can show you what a stack like, looka here

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Rotic - Big Max - Lyrics - E

Title: Rotic - Big Max
Artist: E
Composer(s): Felix J Gauder, David Brandes, John O'Flynn

Lyric:
Oh, oh, oh, you Big Max please me
Oh, oh, oh, so baby squeeze me
Oh, oh, oh, it's big sex tease me
Oh, oh, oh, I need it all night long
Just makin' love to you, ooh
Ohh, Big Max

Come on, all night long
Havin' sex just can't be wrong
Come on, up and down
When you touch you're pleasure bound

Hold me, hold me tight
We will make it through the night
Love is all you need
Watch out baby, feel the heat

Oh, oh, oh, you Big Max please me
Oh, oh, oh, so baby squeeze me
Oh, oh, oh, it's big sex tease me
Oh, oh, oh, I need it all night

Make it, don't just fake it
So don't relax, Big Max
Oh, baby make it, I will take it
I really love to get your big sex

Ohh, Big Max
Ohh, it's good to feel your sex

Come on, move your hips
Let's do it lips to lips
Come on, it's okay
You will like my special way

You will get it all
You will hear the angel's call
If it's good for you
So it's good for Big Max too

Oh, oh, oh, you Big Max please me
Oh, oh, oh, so baby squeeze me
Oh, oh, oh, it's big sex tease me
Oh, oh, oh, I need it all night

Make it, don't just fake it
So don't relax, Big Max
Oh, baby make it, I will take it
I really love to get your big sex

Ohh, Big Max
Ohh, it's good to feel your sex

Ohh, Max
Ohh, Max
It's good to feel your sex
Big Max

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, you Big Max please me
Oh, oh, oh, so baby squeeze me
Oh, oh, oh, it's big sex tease me
Oh, oh, oh, I need it all night

Make it, don't just fake it
So don't relax, Big Max
Oh, baby make it, I will take it
I really love to get your big sex

Ohh, Big Max
Ohh, it's good to feel your sex

Ohh, Big Max
Ohh, it's good to feel your sex

Ohh, Max
Ohh, Max
It's good to feel your sex
Big Max
Ohh

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Big Up - Lyrics - Shaggy

Title: Big Up
Artist: Shaggy
Composer(s): Orville Burrell, Shaun Pizzonia, Bruce A. Brewster

Lyric:
Now this one dedicates to all the women
That I please just big up for themself
Them the man them know say
That the flush a bomb extra buff and rough
Shagsman and Rayvon is one new brand
'Bout to become number one, watch this

And you fi, big up, big up
All of the women them, big up, big up
All of the girl them, big up, big up
All of the women them, big up, big up, whooey

See me go, watch it go cop
Teaching it please stand up, please
Viva Apache full of pure make-up
When she walk upon street
A whole heap of man big them up
Big up, big up, gal you're fat and you're buff

Gal you're fat and you're buff, expensive and rough
A put your hand in the air and just big up
Gal if you're fat and you're buff, I know your comfort
Put your hand in the air and just big up

Gal if you're fat and you're buff, another virgin bluff
Well, put your hand in the air and just big up
Gal if you're fat and you're buff and you're buffer or dapper
Put your hand in the air and just big up

Say wa, jump and skin out 'cause you know I say a sexy
Shout it out 'cause a you have the vinery
Bawl it out you big thing and healthy
We brought you up a man we called so leave I man me
Your hair style man it look well fancy

Tell the all of them say you have your man a ready
Your face a look like fi vow a night monkey
Hid no pain, top just like Apache
Come, come take it from the one named Shaggy
Tell the world you big thing and healthy

Fat and you're buff, expensive and rough
Well, put your hand in the air and just big up
Gal if you're fat and you're buff, I know your comfort
Put your hand in the air and just big up
Gal if you're fat and you're buff and you're buffer or dapper
Put your hand in the air and just big up

Well, I don't want no man tell me woman no nice, ey
And I don't want no man tell me woman no sweet, eey
Don't want no man tell me woman no nice, woman no nice
Don't want no man tell me woman no sweet, ey

Well you fi, big up, big up, now your poom-poom shorts
Big up, big up, now your body lick shirt
Big up, big up, now your catwoman-suit
Big up, big up, mini-skirt look cute

So me say Brooklyn man helped me big them up
And a Manville man helped me big them up
And a New York man helped me big them up
And Flatbush man say helped me big them up

And a big up yourself because you're fat and you're buff, gal
(Big up)
Tell them say that you're fat and you're buff, gal
(Big up)
Tell them you are the god of buff, gal
(Big up)

Tell them you're expensive and rough, gal
(Big up)
Tell them say that a you confess, gal
(Big up)
Tell them say you're the virgin bluff

Fat and you're buff, expensive and rough
Well, put your hand in the air and just big up
Gal if you're fat and you're buff, I know your comfort
Put your hand in the air and just big up
Gal if you're fat and you're buff and you're buffer or dapper
Put your hand in the air and just sight, aha

Watch it go cop
Teaching it please stand up, please
Viva Apache full of pure make-up
When she walk upon street
A whole heap of man big them up
Big up, big up, big up
Because you're fat and you're buff

Shagsman girl man she fat and she buff
Rayvon gal man she fat and she buff

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, ey
And me don't want no man say I fi work Angela, ooh, ooh
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, ey
And me don't know King Kong, what if she know him, ya, ooh

Big up, big up, now your poom-poom shorts
Big up, big up, now your body lick shirt
Big up, big up, now your catwoman-suit
Big up, big up, whooey

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Rockin' Little Town - Lyrics - Vicious Cycle - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Title: Rockin' Little Town
Album: Vicious Cycle
Artist: Lynyrd Skynyrd
Composer(s): Hughie Thomasson, Tom Hambridge, Johnny Van Zant, Rick Medlocke, Gary Rossington

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Lyric:
Mmm, that's right

Yeah, big bad machine still makin' the scene
Big wheels keep on turnin'
Step on the gas, gone in a flash
Rubber just keeps on burnin'

'Cause every night is a Saturday night
No matter what town we're in
Open the doors, kick out the lights
Just let the party begin

We're just watchin' the world from this big ass bus
The highway is home to folks like us
Makin' good music, keepin' it alive
Slip in, slip out of your rockin' little town tonight
Yeah, that's what we do

Get into town, lay our head down
Really ain't nothin' to do
Just watchin' the clock, get ready to rock
We ain't no different than you

'Cause every night is a Saturday night
No matter what town we're in
Open the doors, kick out the lights
Yeah, let the party begin

We're just watchin' the world from this big ass bus
The highway is home to folks like us
Makin' good music, keepin' it alive
Slip in, slip out of your rockin' little town tonight
Mmm

So good to see you all again
I hope this ride we're on
Oh, it never ends
Oh rockin' little town

'Cause every night is a Saturday night
No matter what town we're in
Open the doors, kick out the lights
Yeah, let this party begin

'Cause we're just watchin' the world from this big ass bus
The highway is home to boys like us
Makin' good music, keepin' it alive
Slip in, slip out, we're gonna rockin' your little town

Watchin' the world from this big ass bus
The highway is home to folks like us
Makin' good music, keepin' it alive
Slip in, slip out of your rockin' little town tonight

Yeah, it's what we do
Oh, we'll see ya soon
Mmm
Yeah, your little rockin' town

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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Big Dogs - Lyrics - Blackout! (with Redman) - Method Man

Title: Big Dogs
Album: Blackout! (with Redman)
Artist: Method Man
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Clifford Smith, Rod Kirkpatrick, K Murray, Reggie Noble

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Lyric:
Def squad, Wu Tang

Check it, check it out, check it, check it out
Check it, check it out, check it, check it out
Check it, check it out, check it, check it out
Check it, check it out, check it, check it out

Call us gorillas in the myst, raunchy vocalist
Your code name? Doc, whats yo' name? Hot nix
Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' their dicks?
Yo them same two drivin' your whip fuckin' your bitch
Hold me down son, yo, I hold you down with the pound
You got a lot of biscuits, ayo but where they at now?
Diggy down yo we reservoir dogs, you puppy chow chow
Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin' it now now

Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow
Disease, we set to load, cock and squeeze
Booya! We too hard to hold off
One, arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov
When I dip dip dappa dappa the anti-socializa
Everything be ice cream observe the [Incomprehensible]
We rock ya, knock ya fuckin' whole team off the roster
Starting lineup, Iron Lung, the funk docta

Don't fuck with the big dogs, don't fuck with the big dogs
Don't fuck with the big dogs, don't fuck with the big dogs

Johnny blaze the ghost rider, ghost stories by the campfire
We night breed vampire! Duckin' from the head rushin'
Wu Tang production, percussions bringin' repercussions
I hold my mic sideways bustin'
Another one bites the dust and
Cardiac arrest clutchin' your chest suckin'
Your last breath, in awe, period Meth
Nigga, dyin' from paper cuts, bleedin' to death

Down these mean streets Johnny Quest
From ASCAP to NASDAQ get that money sack
These habitats ain't no place to raise family at
These alley cats be at war with these dirty rats
So watch you back when you come to the slum
There ain't nowhere to run from the Iron Lizard Lung
Blazes on stunts, I be dippin' in the sun
My plates bear so on, my uzi weighs a ton, word up

Don't fuck with the big dogs, don't fuck with the big dogs
Don't fuck with the big dogs, don't fuck with the big dogs
Check it, check it out, check it, check it out
Check it, check it out, check it, check it out

Pon cocked, the Don Juan doc send crews back to the shoe shine box
Connect the dots, my description, black Mel, yellow da mellow
I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow
With D O Penal code
We both knows to duck when he hear the bike
Wit the squeaky clutch
Swallow this hard act to follow
You could parachute off my slang and use my rhymes to toggle

I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted
I stomp harder in slow motion [Incomprehensible]
Yo, fuck your applaud
Bitches still rush me like they rushed the store
Before the Soul Train Awards
Incorporate a law
Whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped
By Jamal with the Wu sword

My crew specializin' snakin' your bitch
Robbin' you while you on the floor shakin' your shit
I'm doin' me now I'll do you
Yo who you? Doc
I bomb shit through the conflicts crucial
I be da black El Nino, I mean yo
I'm supreme like the team show
With the pay to cream for

To see you sit down
Yo, na, we get the fuck up
And leave the one you wit then take off of Usher
That's right, six double O with chrome pipes
U.S. Marshals out to pen us up like snipes
Throw it in drive, fuck takin' me and Meth alive
Yo, you look that a way
You look out the other side, yeah, yeah

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Clap Your Hands - Lyrics - Imx

Title: Clap Your Hands
Artist: Imx
Composer(s): Jerome Jones, Kelton Kessee, Tony Oliver, Marques Houston

Lyric:
All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

Ladies feel a rise when you start to grind
G-string in the middle with your big behind
She be switchin' them hips from right to left
We gone dance all night till we run out of breath

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

The place is already packed at a quarter past three
Girlies with they mini skirts and fly bodies
Ladies dancin' so hard, the fellas wantin' more
And it's gettin' kinda nasty on the dance floor

The DJ's spinnin' the cuts on the one's and two's
So many women around and so many dudes
You know the party's jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your swerve on

The place is already packed at a quarter past three
Girlies with they mini skirts and fly bodies
Ladies dancin' so hard, the fellas wantin' more
And it's gettin' kinda nasty on the dance floor

The DJ's spinnin' the cuts on the one's and two's
So many women around and so many dudes
You know the party's jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your swerve on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

The place is already packed at a quarter past three
Girlies with they mini skirts and fly bodies
Ladies dancin' so hard, the fellas wantin' more
And it's gettin' kinda nasty on the dance floor

The DJ's spinnin' the cuts on the one's and two's
So many women around and so many dudes
You know the party's jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your swerve on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

IMx, platinum status, say what, say what
If you came to get it crunk clap your hands

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Clap Your Hands (Part 2) - Lyrics - Imx

Title: Clap Your Hands (Part 2)
Artist: Imx
Composer(s): Jerome Jones, Kelton Kessee, Tony Oliver, Marques Houston

Lyric:
All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

Ladies feel a rise when you start to grind
G-string in the middle with your big behind
She be switchin' them hips from right to left
We gone dance all night till we run out of breath

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

The place is already packed at a quarter past three
Girlies with they mini skirts and fly bodies
Ladies dancin' so hard, the fellas wantin' more
And it's gettin' kinda nasty on the dance floor

The DJ's spinnin' the cuts on the one's and two's
So many women around and so many dudes
You know the party's jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your swerve on

The place is already packed at a quarter past three
Girlies with they mini skirts and fly bodies
Ladies dancin' so hard, the fellas wantin' more
And it's gettin' kinda nasty on the dance floor

The DJ's spinnin' the cuts on the one's and two's
So many women around and so many dudes
You know the party's jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your swerve on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

The place is already packed at a quarter past three
Girlies with they mini skirts and fly bodies
Ladies dancin' so hard, the fellas wantin' more
And it's gettin' kinda nasty on the dance floor

The DJ's spinnin' the cuts on the one's and two's
So many women around and so many dudes
You know the party's jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your swerve on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

All the ladies wearing strings, clap your hands
And if you wanna get naughty clap your hands
So all the fellas put in work and the ladies make it twurk
If you came to get it crunk, clap your hands

It's eleven o'clock and you're already out
Gotta get your crew together and all go out
There's a party somewhere that goes all night
And VIP is gonna be there so you gotta look tight

There's gonna be sexy Chicanas and Americans
Even some from China and some from Japan
You know the party is jumpin' and the beat is bumpin'
So everybody get your freak on

IMx, platinum status, say what, say what
If you came to get it crunk clap your hands

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Beautiful Life - Lyrics - Big Money Heavyweight - Big Tymers

Title: Beautiful Life
Album: Big Money Heavyweight
Artist: Big Tymers
Composer(s): Phalon Alexander, Byron O Thomas, Bryan Williams

Lyric:
It's a beautiful life, colorful ice
Flyest of hoes, spending the night beautiful
I'm a Tymer baby, all my shit be designer baby
It's a beautiful life

It's a beautiful life, colorful ice
Flyest of hoes, spending the night beautiful
I'm a Tymer baby, all my shit be designer baby
It's a beautiful life

I roll through your city they go who is that
In a brand new baby blue Cadillac
Truck two days old, with remote controls
Press the mutha fuckin' button and the TV's fold

Out the top of the dash, shaking they ass
Tuck a lil' something and I show her some cash
I'm Mannie fresh hoe, represent the S
Cash money records nigga nothing but the best

Got a monster truck, sitting on 30's
Fuck the rap game 'cuz I still push birdies
I'm hood rich bitch, you know who I are
They don't want to fuck me they want to fuck my car

Now wait a minute hold up mane get it straight
Ya dude push pebbles birdman push weight
And its so incredible the things he does
Take a project bitch from where she was

Clean her life up, wife her just because
We some mutha fuckin' pimps you bitch

It's a beautiful life, colorful ice
Flyest of hoes, spending the night beautiful
I'm a Tymer baby, all my shit be designer baby
It's a beautiful life

It's a beautiful life, colorful ice
Flyest of hoes, spending the night beautiful
I'm a Tymer baby, all my shit be designer baby
It's a beautiful life

Blastin' rounds when we moving these pounds
Counting cash out a shoebox, we getting it down
I'm holding my town, like a nigga on a mound
Or a crab out the bucket when me moving around

I'm strong in the hood, steering wheel all wood
In the back of the lac the nigga played all good
I'm on my grizzy my nizzy to get this brand new crib
Behind this money its gon' be a fucking killin'

I'm moving around uptown this how its going down
I'm coming through the hood for a Billi killin bitch
Money is a must, hanging out at the club
With hoes on motorbikes my nigga

That ghetto life, with these calls and brawls
It ain't no love in my eyesight nigga
A million in cash in the back of the dash
And I'm the OG driving my nigga

It's a beautiful life, colorful ice
Flyest of hoes, spending the night beautiful
I'm a Tymer baby, all my shit be designer baby
It's a beautiful life

It's a beautiful life, colorful ice
Flyest of hoes, spending the night beautiful
I'm a Tymer baby, all my shit be designer baby
It's a beautiful life

Yeah, got my root beer dickies on
With my mutha fuckin' diamond studded cell phone
I got cars to match these clothes
With some ignorant ass banged out project hoes

I'm dope boy fresh, I mean that bitch
Thats gators on my waiter when he serving that shit
And I'm coming through your hood, disrespecting y'all
Bass turned up loud knocking pictures off the wall

I'm riding gangsta in a green Mercedes
Throwing spinach out the window Mannie fresh and baby
Icey whips with the gun on my hip
Bootin' up at you bitches like fuck y'all haters
(Fuck y'all haters)

So get straight or get this gun in your face
And fuck around and be a whole another killing
In the sky blue Bentley, 23's they spinning
Big money heavyweight and we gettin'

It's a beautiful life, colorful ice
Flyest of hoes, spending the night beautiful
I'm a Tymer baby, all my shit be designer baby
It's a beautiful life

It's a beautiful life, colorful ice
Flyest of hoes, spending the night beautiful
I'm a Tymer baby, all my shit be designer baby
It's a beautiful life

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Not Tonight (Remix) - Lyrics - Lil' Kim

Title: Not Tonight (Remix)
Artist: Lil' Kim
Composer(s): Meekaaeel Muhammed, George Brown, M Elliot, Claydes Smith, Robert Bell, Ronald Bell, Dennis Thomas, L Lopez, James Taylor, Earl Toon, Kimberly Jones, A Martinez, S Harris

Lyric:
Uhh {dice thrown} yeah
Uhh, here's another one, and another one
Yeah
Lil' kim, the queen bee

It's ladies night what, it must be angie on the mic
The butter p honey got the sugar got the spice
Roll the l's tight, keep the rhymes right
Yo I just made this motherfucker up last night
And uhh I'm the rookie on this all-star team
Me and kim is gettin cream, like thelma and louise
But on chrome, never leave that brooklyn shit alone
So if you say it's on then it's on
Bang this in your whips
Pack em call the roadie with the chips in the wrists
Here's a french kiss *kissing sound*
I dismissed all you chicks split six from the four-fifth
Make you dance, ooowwww
I stay focused, in the dopest
Like a penny with a hole in it, y'all just hopeless
And toke this, I ain't lye-in
Niggaz tryin to knock me off, keep tryin
All it takes is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass, like a soundtrack new jack ci-tay
Set it off with the eighty-fitay
Y'all missin the buck, with the fuck
Bump biggie in the trunk and the buck to my thorough bitches
Lemme see ya do tha bankhead if ya richest
It's the rap mae west to q-b
And I got all my sisters with me

Oh this is ladies night, and our rhymes is tight
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)

Uhh, never the one, packin a gun
Got some other raw chicks for that, lay your ass flat
I be the one chockin ya paragraphs, with laughs
Getcha back up on the right path
Ain't no stoppin me ladies from club hoppin gets my rock on
From flavors still frozen at paradise joint
Booty shakin with the glass in my left one
Right hand sayin step-son
To me my girls is fancy fly bitches
Too my niggaz straight snitches, to them other chicos
Lady pimp ain't havin that shit
If you ain't got the cash to stash, suck my dick hoes
Strictly a bell ringer
Lay another finger on this big bad one miss lady rap singer
I be the one to blame as the flames keep risin
To the top and it don't stop

Oh this is ladies night, and our rhymes is tight
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)

Y'all see, how these bogus niggaz try not to notice the dopest bitches
Approachin with good intentions but focusin on they riches
If it's, too hot then get the fuck up out the kitchen
Niggaz dicks, stay lifted when they thinkin of me
Cause the rhythm I kick, puzzle them like arithe-ma-tic
Fillin em with, sluggers off the nine milli luger click
Bitches bust, we just, keep kickin up dust
And you can spread rumors shit is makin me sicker than head tumors
Humor me, by huggin me sayin you lovin me
Playa phony niggaz be buggin, I can tell
Cause the thug in me wanna sell drugs and push keys
Need to get me mo' of deez, vv's and m3's
Smoke weed from overseas pimped out styled rol-eys
Fuck the police keep my wallet obese
Who the, windy city woman still still comin and gunnin
Straight from the chi
Tonight's the night for all the ladies, let's get high

Oh this is ladies night, and our rhymes is tight
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)
Oh this is ladies night, and the feel is right
Oh this is ladies night, oh what a night (oh what a night)

Aiyyo kim, heheh, yaknowhati'msayin ?
I ain't even gon' leave without sayin sun'un on this track
You ain't gonna use me to just be singin hooks
What I look like?
Patti labelle or somebody nigga? heheh
Check it out, uh huh, yeah
Oh what a night
You should be like missy 'stead of bein like mike
I like to ride pony's instead of ridin bikes
Me and lil' kim got the rhymes to incite
I gotta catch a flight
Aheheh, round three and shit
Niggaz can't see us from elektra to undeas
Aaaaoooowwww niggaz wanna be us
Heh I'm out he, ooh
*Ladies night, ladies night *

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