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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Boom Boom - Lyrics - Rihanna

Title: Boom Boom
Artist: Rihanna
Composer(s): Dave Kelly, Dameon Beckett

Lyric:
You got it for me leave a message on my phone she wan me
She cry a lot of tears nuh like a real tsunami
Listen up now shorty wants me to meet her mommy
From the first time she saw me

Yo, I give give some a write love letter
When I'm around everything seem betta
Woman fi get romance every time
Let chill run dung dem spine, think yuh mind

Boy, you make my heart go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you get me hot, it go boom, boom, boom
When you touch me like that it go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you hit the spot, it go boom, boom, boom

Boy, you make my heart go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you get me hot, it go boom, boom, boom
When you touch me like that it go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you hit the spot, it go boom, boom, boom

She lose it fi real when mi touch har, touch har
Tek it real slow nah rush har, rush har
Tonight mi a go stone and chiney brush har
Neva had it like this some well waan buss har

Touched her and she lusted I can see it on her face
She's shakin' I can feel it when she is in my embrace, she seh

Boy, you make my heart go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you get me hot, it go boom, boom, boom
When you touch me like that it go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you hit the spot, it go boom, boom, boom

Boy, you make my heart go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you get me hot, it go boom, boom, boom
When you touch me like that it go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you hit the spot, it go boom, boom, boom

Zoom, zoom, zoom zoom, zoom
Rude boy lovin' mi give har mek a rod go
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Messin' around and makin' out in di car

Buy har gifts di odda day just because
My game so tight it's like I ain't got no flaws
When clubbin' and I paid for har whole entourage
And my sweetheart plus I give a mean foot massage

Valentines upon us we wine under the moon
I lay petals from the front door leading to the bedroom, she cry

Boy, you make my heart go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you get me hot, it go boom, boom, boom
When you touch me like that it go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you hit the spot, it go boom, boom, boom

Boy, you make my heart go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you get me hot, it go boom, boom, boom
When you touch me like that it go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you hit the spot, it go boom, boom, boom

My love is peculating 'cause I'm anticipating
Your lovin' we be sharing, you got me, ha, ha

She hit mi wicked like cricket, cricket
When she lose har hips and flick it, flick it
She seh, she love when she and di rude boy kick it
Mek she scream all night and mi have har ticket

Di play around ting home girl nah in it
Seen a lot of guys tryin but guess who win it
She love di marathon she nuh like one minute
She waan slow motion till she reach har limit

Touched her and she lusted I can see it on her face
She's shakin' I can feel it when she is in my embrace, she seh

Boy, you make my heart go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you get me hot, it go boom, boom, boom
When you touch me like that it go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you hit the spot, it go boom, boom, boom

Boy, you make my heart go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you get me hot, it go boom, boom, boom
When you touch me like that it go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you hit the spot, it go boom, boom, boom

Feelin' weak in my knees, lost my mind, baby please
No control, oh, fire with my baby give me stuff like this
Feelin' weak in my knees, lost my mind, baby please
No control, oh, fire with my baby give me stuff like this
She cry

Boy, you make my heart go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you get me hot, it go boom, boom, boom
When you touch me like that it go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you hit the spot, it go boom, boom, boom

Boy, you make my heart go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you get me hot, it go boom, boom, boom
When you touch me like that it go boom, boom, boom
You know, when you hit the spot, it go boom, boom, boom

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Boom - Lyrics - Fan 3

Title: Boom
Artist: Fan 3
Composer(s): Paul Jason Robb, Allison J Lurie

Lyric:
I am the best there is, I'm Fan3 and I handle my biz
I'm not universally known but I'm known to leave the speakers blown
See, I gotta get it pumpin' you know how we do it
My parents be like turn down that rap music
Gotta feel the bass vibrate my pop must be irate

If the house don't shake the beat don't break
If the parties in the room ain't jumpin'
Then the music must not be pumpin'
Gotta get in my car let the loud part blast
Windows down pumpin' my jams through town

Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
I like it in the car, I like it in my room
Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom

Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
I like it in the car, I like it in my room
Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom

Down to L.A., '04's the year puttin' heads to bet
From the indicate fear gotta get in the club-tight atmosphere
While y'all hear the jams, I'm makin' plans
You try to play me out like I'm a J. J. fad
I'm good when I'm good but I'm better when I'm bad

Like audio 2, you know I get us toppin'
And when the jams is up you hit the ceiling
Take off my sneakers, turn on the speakers
I can make it I can shake it, workin' and tworkin'
Pumpin' loops in the ride while I'm past point doom
Got a truck full 'a AMPs, you can hear it go boom

Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
I like it in the car, I like it in my room
Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom

Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
I like it in the car, I like it in my room
Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom

Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
I like it in the car, I like it in my room
Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom

Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
I like it in the car, I like it in my room
Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom

An' I'm known, an' I'm known
An' I'm known to leave the speakers blown

Boom shaka laka laka boom
I like it in the car, I like it in my room
Boom shaka laka laka boom
You know I like it when the beat goes boom

Boom shaka laka laka boom
I like it in the car, I like it in my room
Boom shaka laka laka boom
You know I like it, you know I like it

Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
I like it in the car, I like it in my room
Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom

Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
I like it in the car, I like it in my room
Boom shaka laka laka boom
(Boom)
You know I like it when the beat goes boom

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Boom Boom Boom - Lyrics - Free Somehow - Widespread Panic

Title: Boom Boom Boom
Album: Free Somehow
Artist: Widespread Panic
Composer(s): John F Bell, John Hermann, Michael Houser, Jerry Joseph, George Mcconnell, Todd Nance, Domingo S Ortiz, Dave Schools, Joseph Wayne

Lyric:
Ah, here we go
To the other side of the tracks
Um, maybe your best friends
I don?t think they?re taking it back

No, no, no
Don't let ?em get in your head

Yeah, you make a living
Try to hit one over the fence
Um, change your focus
Don?t have to make it make sense

Oh why, baby why?
Don't let it bother your head
My, oh my
I hope it wasn't something I said

Boom boom boom, oh, we've been shaken now
Boom boom boom, breaking the glass
Boom boom boom, wait for a miracle
Boom boom boom

Hey, let's keep it moving
I think that our covers been blown
Ooh, I know we?ve got our troubles
And maybe we should let 'em alone

No, no, no
Not really hard as they say

Ssh, I hear it too
It's all just talk on the street
Um, waves in the parking lot
They all start taking the heat

No, baby, no
Really not as hot as they say
Oh, winds blows
Get to Mexico in a day

Boom boom boom, oh, let me shake it now
Boom boom boom, breaking the glass
Boom boom boom, oh, look at the miracle
Boom boom boom

I stand in your shining light
Comes and puts it day by day
Light the fuse and get away
I hope that they hear you calling

Boom boom boom, earth is shaken now
Boom boom boom, breaking the glass
Boom boom boom, ah, tiny miracles
Boom boom boom

Now here we go again
Running smooth on the tracks
Yeah, everybody's beautiful
It's love that's on the attack

Oh, high, baby high
That's the other side of the bed
My, oh my
Doggy's still gotta get fed, oh

Boom boom boom, I?m shaken now
Boom boom boom, breaking the glass
Boom boom boom, it?s a miracle
Boom boom boom

Boom boom boom, I've been shaken
Boom boom boom, breaking the glass
Boom boom boom, tiny miracles
Boom boom boom

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Criminal Minded - Lyrics - Boogie Down Productions

Title: Criminal Minded
Artist: Boogie Down Productions
Composer(s): Bert Berns, Van Morrison

Lyric:
Hey girl, when ya' swish and sway
In your yellow dress
'Cross the crowded room
Boom, chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom

Hey girl, freckles on your arms
Freckles on your face
Can we find a place
In a crowded room, we go?

Boom, chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom
(Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom)
Boom
(Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom)
Boom, chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom
(Chick-a, chic-a, chick-a-boom)

Hey, girl, I'm gone away
But I'm comin' back
With a ginger cat
What'd you think of that?

Hey girl, I've gone away
But I'm comin' back
By the railroad track

Where the trains go by
And we sang and cry in gloom
Boom, chick-a-boom
(Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom)

Hey, girl
(Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom, boom)
When ya' swish and sway
(Chick-a, chick-a, chick-a-boom)
In your yellow dress
'Cross the crowded room, boom

Boom, chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom
(Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom)
Boom, chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom
(Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom)

Chick-a-chick-a, boom
Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom
(Chick-a, chick-a, chick-a-boom)
Chick-a-chick-a, boom, chick-a-boom
(Chick-a, chick-a boom)

Chick-chick-a-boom
(Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom, boom)
Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom
(Chick-a, chick-a, chick-a-boom

Chick-a, chick-a, chick-a-boom
(Chick-a boom, chick-a-boom)
Chick-a boom, chick-a-boom
(Chick-a boom, chick-a-boom)

Chick-chick-chick-chick-chick-chick
(Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom, boom)
Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom, chick
(Chick-a, chick-a, chick-a-boom)
Chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom

(Chick-a, chick-a, chick-a-boom)

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Shamrocks And Shenanigans - Lyrics - Fine Malt - House Of Pain

Title: Shamrocks And Shenanigans
Album: Fine Malt
Artist: House Of Pain
Composer(s): John Lennon, Eric Schrody, David Jones, Danny O'Connor, Carlos Alomar, Leor Dimant

Lyric:
Alright, now
Boom sha lock lock boom
Boom sha lock lock boom
Boom sha lock lock boom
Boom sha lock lock boom

I kicks the flava, like Steven King writes horror
If I was a Jew then I'd light a menorah
I got rhymes for ya, excuse me, senora
Are you a hore or are you a lady?
Is it Erica Boyare or Marcia Brady?

Let me know hon, the deed'll get done
Just assume the position, I'll take my rod
And then I'll go fishin', I'll get your river flowin'
I'm always in the knowin'
When it comes to givin' pleasure
I'm every woman's treasure

I came to work your body, so let me do my job
I've never been laid off, my rhymin' skill paid off
'Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes
Steady bustin' suckers in bunches like grapes
Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up the loot
Puttin' suckers on the run, pull my gun and then I shoot

I never been a front, I never a fraud
I gotta natural skill, for that I thank the Lord
'Cause I feel blessed, I'm casually dressed
I always got my gun but I never wear a vest
I'm quick on the draw like the horse named McGraw
From the cartoon 'Boom Sha Lock Lock'

(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Everybody
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)

Breaker, breaker, here comes the caper
Straight with the taper, the lyric skyscraper
Hit ya like a lyrical murderer
I know ya think I have but, yo, I never heard of ya

Just because you heard of me, kid
Fuck around until you do the lifetime bid
I'll put you in the dirt and leave your ass for dead
When it comes to tools, T's the sharpest in the shed

'Cause I'm the 55 Cadillac king
It ain't nothing, my cargo ring
We'll bust you in the crib
I got the skill, you gots to chill
'Cause I bring doom
I got the boom sha lock lock boom

(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Everybody
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
A little louder

A preacher in the dirt
A preacher in the dirt
A preacher in the dirt

I rock mad styles, I hop turnstiles
I rock all mikes, I last all night
I puff fat blunts, I rock fine stunts
Step up, bo, I'll knock out your gold fronts

Everlast, that's my name
My unique rhyme style's my claim to fame
'The House Of Pain's' the name of my clip
You can't be down, punk, get off my dick

You make me sick, like Strawberry Quik
Your style is wack, you ain't the mac
So yo, step back, get off the crack
And sing a new tune like boom sha lock lock boom

(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Everybody
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
A little louder

(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Everybody
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
A little louder

(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Everybody
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
A little louder

(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Alright now
(Boom sha lock lock boom)
Everybody
(Boom sha lock lock boom)

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Boom - Lyrics - Boom - Anastacia

Title: Boom
Album: Boom
Artist: Anastacia
Composer(s): Anastacia L. Newkirk, Glen Ballard

Lyric:
Complicated
Understanding what you can achieve
Under-rated
The one to win
One who believes

If I go away
Would you follow me
To that special place of tranquility
Where the
River flows
And the fields are golden
Come on, come on
Yeah

Boom
Here to rock ya
Boom
Never stop, no
Boom
Raise up high
Boom
Oh, I'm
Boom boom boom boom
Here to rock ya
Boom
Never stop, no
Boom
Raise up high
Boom boom boom boom

Heya heya yeah heya boom yeah yeah heya

Take no
Prisoners
Fight to win
And you will survive
Falling
Reason
Just be the flame and spirit come alive

If I go away
Would you follow me
To that special place of tranquility
Where the
River flows
And the fields are golden
Oooh
Coooome on

Boom
Here to rock ya
Boom
Never stop, no
Boom
Raise up high
Boom
Oh, I'm
Boom boom boom boom
Here to rock ya
Boom
Never stop, no
Boom
Raise up high
Boom boom boom boom

Heya heya yeah heya boom yeah yeah heya

Oh yeah
I, I
I said boom
I said boom

Boom

Heya heya yeah heya boom yeah yeah heya

Boom

Boom

Boom

Boom

Boom

Boom
Here to rock ya
Boom
Never stop, no
Boom
Raise up high
Boom
Oh, I'm
Boom boom boom boom
Here to rock ya
Boom
Never stop, no
Boom
Raise up high
Boom boom boom boom

Heya heya yeah heya boom yeah yeah heya

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Blow My Mind - Lyrics - Comin' to Your City - Big &Amp; Rich

Title: Blow My Mind
Album: Comin' to Your City
Artist: Big &Amp; Rich
Composer(s): Kenny Alphin

Lyric:
Yee hah

Tell me brother, sisters do you listen when it rains?
Are you worried something's gonna end it all today
Is there anything that you had wished that you had said
Or is it all just bouncing like a bubble in your head

Run, run 'til you're far away
Run, run 'til you're far away
'Cause if you want to blow my mind
Then blow my mind, blow my mind
If you want to blow my mind
Blow my mind, blow my mind

Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom, hey

Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom, hey

Heart's a motor bigger than a Super-Nova train
Shame it's got to deal with all the demons in your brain
Tell me when you're ready, we can kiss and say goodbye
Or if you want to, me and a few friends are gonna fly

Run, run 'til you're far away
Run, run 'til you're far away
'Cause if you want to blow my mind
Then blow my mind, blow my mind
If you want to blow my mind
Blow my mind, blow my mind

Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom, hey

Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom, hey

If you want to blow my mind
It's time for you to start the show
If you want to blow my mind
It's time for you to let it go

Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom, hey

Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom, hey

Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom, hey

Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom boom diddy diddy
Boom, hey

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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Boing Boom Tschak - Lyrics - Kraftwerk

Title: Boing Boom Tschak
Artist: Kraftwerk
Composer(s): Karl Bartos, Floria Schneider Esleben, Ralf Huetter

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Lyric:
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak

Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak

Music non stop, techno-pop
Music non stop, techno-pop

Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boom tschak

Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak, boom

Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak

Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak

Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak
Boing boom tschak, boing boom tschak

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Point The Finga - Lyrics - Strictly For My N.I.G.G.A.Z. - 2pac

Title: Point The Finga
Album: Strictly For My N.I.G.G.A.Z.
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): William Earl Collins, George Jr Clinton, Deon Evans, Tupac Shakur, Garry M Shider

Lyric:
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Ahh yeah, they love to point the finga
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)

Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Niggaz love to point the finga
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)

I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point the finga
I guess nobody loves a real nigga-slash-rap singer
I thought I'd bring a little truth to the young troops
I brought proof that the niggaz need guns too

It's not to be a racist but let's face this
Wouldn't you if we could trade places?
I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day
Them same motherfuckers on the beat gettin' major paid

But when I get my check they takin' tax out
So, we payin' for these pigs to knock the blacks out
Ain't that a bitch? Some officers are gettin' rich
Whoopin' on thugs and robbin' drug dealers for they shit

As far as jealousy, bein' a celebrity
No matter who committed the crime, they all yell at me
And the media is greedier than most
You could sell 'em your soul or they'll be on ya 'til a niggaz ghost

And everyday I read the paper there's another lie
They show my picture for the crimes of another guy
Now, how's that for the life of a big shot?
A dead cop, a law suit, a little kid shot

I play them nuttin' ass marks in the park
For tryin' to earn they stripes in the dark
Just 'cause I come there, don't mean I from there, peep
Only jealous motherfuckers beef and point the finga

Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)

Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)

As I run up on 'em madman, a nutcase with a screw loose
A zoot troupe full of foolies with toolies
Niggaz run to me don't come to me with beef
Take your jewels and your jeep, boom, boom, let that ass sleep

It's gettin' hectic, niggaz run, quick
Buckshots are the payback for dumb shit
All you niggaz on the block tryin' to test me
Best wear a vest or get open like, Sesame

I'll run up on you mad deep while you're tryin' to sleep
I'm steady pumpin' bullets in your sheets
Wake up, motherfucker, don't stutter
Point blank by a nigga from the gutter, yeah

Gimme mine, gimme mine, gimme, mine
Ban my rhymes, now, I'm back to bustin', nines
And Bustaz can't get none, hell no
A quick flurry and he's buried with a swelled jaw

I came up from the amateurs to pro hits
At 5-0, so you know I take no shit
And everybody wants to kill a bringer
Of bad news, so they choose to point the finga

Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)

Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)

One, two, three, peace to the real G's
Still me, 'til these motherfuckers kill me
I bring skills and I build, kill at will
Smoke sess 'til I'm ill, still feel me?

I say one, two, three, peace to the real G's
Still me, 'til these motherfuckers kill me
Pick it up, pick it up, give it up
Best to duck or get fucked for your bucks

Scream one, two, three, peace to the real G's
Still me, 'til these motherfuckers kill me
I can't give up, it's a black thang
And I ain't goin' back to the crack game

You can do it son, be a man and stand up or run
Bitches, let 'em point the finga
You can do it son, be a man and stand up or run
Snitches, let 'em point the finga

Yo, one, two, three, peace to the real G's
Still me, 'til these motherfuckers kill me
I guess nobody loves a rap singer
That's why these motherfuckers, point the finga

Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)

Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)

Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)

Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)

Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga, the middle
(Come and get some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finga

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

(I Got That) Boom Boom - Lyrics - In The Zone - Britney Spears

Title: (I Got That) Boom Boom
Album: In The Zone
Artist: Britney Spears
Composer(s): Chyna Royal, Eric Jackson, Rafael Hamilton, Roy Hamilton, D'Angelo Holmes

Lyric:
We gonna go to the club and get crunk with Britney
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ying Yang, Ya Who? Britney

She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind

She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind

She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

Yeah, this is for all the southern boys out there
Check this out
I see you looking my way
And I know that
You have something to say
Watching every inch of my body
Like you wanted to play
(So here we go)

Boom, boom, boom
Boy you look so sexy
Boom, boom, boom
Boy you look so sexy

I begin to dance just a little bit
To turn you on
(Yeah I got that)

I got that boom boom
That you want
Watching me all night long
Hurry up before it's gone
I got that boom boom
That you want
I don't think you should wait
One minute might be too late

You had caught my eye and
I wanted to get to know you
Don't be shy
I want you to come closer
So what you gonna do?
(So here we go)

Boom, boom, boom
Boy you look so sexy
(So damn sexy)
Boom, boom, boom
Boy you look so sexy
(Tonight)

I got that boom boom
That you want
(That you want)
Watching me all night long
Hurry up before it's gone
I got that boom boom
(I got that boom boom)
That you want
I don't think you should wait
One minute might be too late

She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind

She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind

She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind

She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

Twilly-Twilly What? Twilly Twilly what?
Twilly-Twilly Shorty get on the floor shake dat ass for me
Twilly- Twilly,Twilly-Twilly,Twilly- Twilly
Shorty get on the floor shake that ass for me

She naked. She soaken wet She got a tease like an hmmm, drippin in sweat
She got a lil body that I can't forget. You know I'm a player and ain't played her yet
Britney Spears and the Ying Yang Twins
Hah we done became friends. Might as well let the party begin
If you wit it then join on in

I got that boom boom
That you want
Watching me all night long
Hurry up before it's gone
I got that boom boom
(I got that boom boom)
That you want
I don't think you should wait
One minute might be too late

I got that boom boom (Yeah)
That you want
Watching me all night long
Hurry up before it's gone
I got that boom boom (Yeah)
That you want
I don't think you should wait
One minute might be too late

Boom, boom, boom
Boy you look so sexy
(Damn you look so sexy)
Boom, boom, boom
Boy you look so sexy
What you doin' to me

Boom, boom, boom
Boy you look so sexy
(Damn you turning me on)
Boom, boom, boom
Boy you look so sexy
Yeah

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Skippin' - Lyrics - Mario

Title: Skippin'
Artist: Mario
Composer(s): Timothy Jamahli Thomas, Theron Makiel Thomas, Theodore Thomas

Lyric:
Right about now

As soon as you came in I offered you a drink
Better yet there's a bar at my crib, shawty, what ya think?
You know I ain't a stranger, so girl, let me take ya
To places that you don't even know

Oh, I've wanted girls before but never like this
And I know I can't have it all but I'll settle for a kiss
I'm playing less ya let me 'cause damn ya so sexy
And if feels like I'm losing control

Now I'm not falling in love with you
But I think that you are hot, shawty
See all I wanna do is let you know

From the moment I saw you I knew that
You were all that I wanted in a woman
From your stop to your walk, to your fragrance
Baby girl, you got my heart ski-ski-skippin'

Just like boom, boom
Ski-ski-skippin'
Ba-ba boom, ba-ba boom, ba-ba boom, boom
Ski-ski-skippin'
(Ski-ski-skippin')
Ba-ba boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Ski-ski-skippin'
Boom, boom
Baby girl, you got my heart ski-ski-skippin' just like

Ya got me in amazement and I can't believe
I never seen nothing like you ever step on the scene
Maybe you're just born with it, maybe it's Maybelline
But there's no way for me to surely know

Ain't trying to be forward, girl, I wanna take you home
So from now moving forward, girl, you know what I want
I wanna get you in closer, I love to hear when you whisper
All the things that you wanna hear

Now I'm not falling in love with you
You see I think that you are bad, shawty
See all I wanna do is let you know

From the moment I saw you I knew that
You were all that I wanted in a woman
From your stop to your walk, to your fragrance
Baby girl, you got my heart ski-ski-skippin'

Just like boom, boom
Ski-ski-skippin'
Ba-ba boom, ba-ba boom, ba-ba boom, boom
Ski-ski-skippin'
(Ski-ski-skippin')
Ba-ba boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Ski-ski-skippin'
Boom, boom
Baby girl, you got my heart ski-ski-skippin'

(Just like boom, boom)
Damn, baby
(Just like boom, boom)
You don't know what you do to me

(Just like boom, boom)
I know it's kinda crazy but
(Just like boom, boom)
Girl, you got my heart
(Ski-ski-skippin')

From the moment I saw you I knew that
You were all that I wanted in a woman
From your stop to your walk, to your fragrance
Baby girl, you got my heart ski-ski-skippin'

From the moment I saw you I knew that
You were all that I wanted in a woman
From your stop to your walk, to your fragrance
Baby girl, you got my heart ski-ski-skippin'

Just like boom, boom
Ski-ski-skippin'
Ba-ba boom, ba-ba boom, ba-ba boom, boom
Ski-ski-skippin'
(Ski-ski-skippin')
Ba-ba boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Ski-ski-skippin'
Boom, boom
Baby girl, you got my heart ski-ski-skippin' just like

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Thursday, July 29, 2010

Boom Boom - Lyrics - Britney Spears

Title: Boom Boom
Artist: Britney Spears
Composer(s): Chyna Royal, Eric Jackson, Rafael Hamilton, Roy Hamilton, D'Angelo Holmes

Lyric:
Shorty, we gonna go to the club
And get crunk with Britney, hey
Ying Yang, ya who? Britney

(Shorty)
She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind
(Shorty)
She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

(Shorty)
She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind
(Shorty)
She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

Yeah, this is for all the southern boys out there
Check this out

I see you looking my way and I know that
You have something to say
Watching every inch of my body
Like you wanted to play
(So here we go)

Boom, boom, boom
Boy, you look so sexy
Boom, boom, boom
Boy, you look so sexy

I begin to dance just a little bit
To turn you on
(Yeah, I got that)

I got that boom, boom that you want
Watching me all night long
Hurry up before it's gone
I got that boom, boom that you want
I don't think you should wait
One minute might be too late

You had caught my eye
And I wanted to get to know you
Don't be shy, I want you to come closer
So what you gonna do?
(So here we go)

Boom, boom, boom
Boy, you look so sexy
(You look so damn sexy)
Boom, boom, boom
Boy, you look so sexy
(Tonight)

I got that boom, boom that you want
Watching me all night long
Hurry up before it's gone
I got that boom, boom that you want
I don't think you should wait
One minute might be too late

(Shorty)
She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind
(Shorty)
She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

(Shorty)
She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind
(Shorty)
She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

Twilly, twilly, twilly, twilly, twilly, twilly, shorty
Get on the floor shake dat ass for me
Twilly, twilly, twilly, twilly,twilly, twilly
Shorty get on the floor shake that ass for me

She naked, she soakin' wet
She got a tease like an hmm, dripin' in sweat
She got a lil' body that I can't forget
[Incomprehensible] player and ain't played her yet

Britney Spears and the Ying Yang Twins
Hah, we done became friends
Might as well let the party begin
If you wid it then join on in

(Shorty)
She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind
(Shorty)
She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

(Shorty)
She think she fine
Fine enough to blow your mind
(Shorty)
She think she bad
Get on the floor and shake that ass

I got that boom, boom that you want
Watching me all night long
Hurry up before it's gone
I got that boom, boom that you want
I don't think you should wait
One minute might be too late

I got that boom, boom that you want
Watching me all night long
Hurry up before it's gone
I got that boom, boom that you want
I don't think you should wait
One minute might be too late

Boom, boom, boom
Boy, you look so sexy
(Damn you're so sexy)
Boom, boom, boom
Boy, you look so sexy
(What you doin' to me)

Boom, boom, boom
Boy, you look so sexy
(Damn, you turning me on)
Boom, boom, boom
Boy, you look so sexy
(Yeah)

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Monday, August 16, 2010

The Re-Up - Lyrics - Eminem

Title: The Re-Up
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Marshall B Mathers Iii, Andre Romell Young, Curtis James Jackson, Michael A Elizondo Jr., Luis Edgardo Resto

Lyric:
We should do something like that

Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, b-boom, Shady

There's never been this, much of a menace in this game as this
And it's the, most sinister duo in the business
Once again it's the illest and realest killas
The most villainous Dre protege, Shady apprentice

Drop them zeros and get with these heroes
Do you want losers or winners, this music is in us, and it's
Not over 'til we say it's finished and G-Unit spinners
Will keep spinnin', this is hip hop when it's in it's

Truest form, the greatest, hate us or love us
Make voodoo dolls of us and keep stickin' them pins in us
Thick as his skin is or as short as his wick is
The trick is to be able to walk big as his dick is

And as sick as his music is, or was, still is
Whatever, forever, he will be the illest
To ever sh-shock the world, what to do next
He's already reconciled with his ex a chainsaw and an axe

Jump a bitch's desk, strangle her neck
While we have sex while Bill Clinton plays the sax
I sprays the vex, yeah, bring Shady on back
The maniac of rap, devil baby on crack

Resurrect, I never left, baby I'm bad
I've gone mad, my comrade Drezy automatically
He says I'm too broke to fix, way beyond that
I may be off drugs, but it's made me off track

In fact, this right here very well could be the last rap
I ever do spit, I'll never do shit, that's that
Fuck it I quit, suck on a dick, jackass
I'm done with this wack ass rap, kiss my black ass, 50 Cent

Nah, 'em, tell 'em to kiss my black ass
The clean parts, the shitty parts
My bullet wounds, my beauty marks
The Fif'll tell you're ass apart

A came in this game
Crush a motherfuckers from tha start
Shady paid me, Shady crazy
Fifty crazy rich, bitch

Different day, nothing change, it's the same shit, trick
Teflon wrapped on case I get clapped on
D's searching the whip, glad I left the mac home
Still grindin', still shinin', nigga lord knows

You're rockin' with the kid that spit sicka sick flows
I carried Game's style for nine months and gave birth to it
Now I'm feeling like a proud father watching him do it
E'eryday Dre day, front and 'cause a maylay

Turn the town upside down wit a frown upside down
I smile through sumthin' fowl, and watch my money pile
I'm fuckin' with strict stacks, I'm kickin' you stripped fats
I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me mines right back

Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, go 'head, funky funk up
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up

Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, I hit yo' ass up
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up

Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, it's the re-up

Shady

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Ka-Boom Ka-Boom - Lyrics - The Golden Age Of Grotesque - Marilyn Manson

Title: Ka-Boom Ka-Boom
Album: The Golden Age Of Grotesque
Artist: Marilyn Manson
Composer(s): Tim Skold, Brian Warner, John Lowery

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Lyric:
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom

Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom

We're a death marching band, Peter Pan off the wagon
Entertain but never trust anyone sober
What tastes less but tastes good, my stop hats top hating
Unsafe cheerleaders pour poms in pipe the bombs

I won't do it with you, I'll do it to you
I hope this hook gets caught in your mouth
I won't do it with you, I'll do it to you
Don't say no, just say now

I like a big car 'cause I'm a big star
I'll make a big rock and roll hit
I'd like to love you but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours

Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
I'd like to la-la-la-la love you

Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
I'd like to la-la-la-la love you

I'm the leader of the club, and I've shrugged off my mouse ears
We fly no-class dumbo jets, and drive hardcore-o-vettes
We fight war with drugs, and our sex always formal
We wear lawsuits when we get high, high, high

I won't do it with you, I'll do it to you
I hope this hook gets caught in your mouth
I won't do it with you, I'll do it to you
Don't say no, just say now

I like a big car 'cause I'm a big star
I'll make a big rock and roll hit
I'd like to love you but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours

Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
I'd like to la-la-la-la love you

Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
I'd like to la-la-la-la love you

Inhale exhale, lets all hail
It's a depraved new world
Inhale exhale, lets all hail
It's a depraved new world

I like a big car 'cause I'm a big star
I'll make a big rock and roll hit
I'd like to love you but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours

I am a big car, and I'm a strip bar
Call it fake, I call it as good as it gets
There's nothing in this world is real
Except you are for me and I am so yours

Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom
Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Top Shotter - Lyrics - Dmx

Title: Top Shotter
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): C Smith, A Kelly, S Henriques, E Simmons

Lyric:
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

Here comes the boom, boomin', bouncin'
Stalkin', must walk in, hawk get to pouncin'
Get 'em where it counts and, hit 'em like a mountain
Spit 'em, have 'em spittin' out blood like a fountain

Don't look at me like that, we just might fight black
And that fight might end up in me takin' your life back
I don't go for the bullshit 'cause I've been down
And time is just too important to be fuckin' around

Talk nigga, I stomp a mud hole in your face
Motherfucker, rip your butt hole out of place
Cock the glock to your head, let off about two in it
Yeah, it's a dirty job but I just love doin' in

Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

I did more kinds of war crimes
More times than in war times, went way before times
You know what's sad man, that I'm such a mad man
Bad man with that boom you never had man

Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

Here comes the boom
Here comes the boom
Here comes the boom
...

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Top Shooter - Lyrics - Sean Paul

Title: Top Shooter
Artist: Sean Paul
Composer(s): C Smith, A Kelly, S Henriques, E Simmons

Lyric:
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

Here comes the boom, boomin', bouncin'
Stalkin', must walk in, hawk get to pouncin'
Get 'em where it counts and, hit 'em like a mountain
Spit 'em, have 'em spittin' out blood like a fountain

Don't look at me like that, we just might fight black
And that fight might end up in me takin' your life back
I don't go for the bullshit 'cause I've been down
And time is just too important to be fuckin' around

Talk nigga, I stomp a mud hole in your face
Motherfucker, rip your butt hole out of place
Cock the glock to your head, let off about two in it
Yeah, it's a dirty job but I just love doin' in

Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

I did more kinds of war crimes
More times than in war times, went way before times
You know what's sad man, that I'm such a mad man
Bad man with that boom you never had man

Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

Here comes the boom
Here comes the boom
Here comes the boom
...

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Top Shooter - Lyrics - Dmx

Title: Top Shooter
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): C Smith, A Kelly, S Henriques, E Simmons

Lyric:
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

Here comes the boom, boomin', bouncin'
Stalkin', must walk in, hawk get to pouncin'
Get 'em where it counts and, hit 'em like a mountain
Spit 'em, have 'em spittin' out blood like a fountain

Don't look at me like that, we just might fight black
And that fight might end up in me takin' your life back
I don't go for the bullshit 'cause I've been down
And time is just too important to be fuckin' around

Talk nigga, I stomp a mud hole in your face
Motherfucker, rip your butt hole out of place
Cock the glock to your head, let off about two in it
Yeah, it's a dirty job but I just love doin' in

Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

I did more kinds of war crimes
More times than in war times, went way before times
You know what's sad man, that I'm such a mad man
Bad man with that boom you never had man

Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom
Here comes the boom, here comes the boom

Here comes the boom
Here comes the boom
Here comes the boom
...

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Speeding - Lyrics - Creatures

Title: Speeding
Artist: Creatures
Composer(s): Susan Janet Ballion, Peter Clarke

Lyric:
Speeding my way with no time to spare
Stealing away from that old nightmare
Speeding, speeding, I am stealing

Against the grain, unrestrained
I've invented a different game when I'm dealing
Dealing, now I'm dealing

Something out there is calling me
Beckoning me with urgency
Speeding, speeding, I am leaving

Oh saints alive, bless my soul
Driverless, now I'm in control
Speeding, speeding, time is needing

Bad pennies return from whence they came
I'll be back like a boomerang
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom

Speeding away with no time to spare
Speeding away from the same nightmare
Freedom, freedom, I seek freedom

The trail ahead is dark and unsound
But I'm lapping it up like a greedy hound
Free at last of the city sounds
Free at last to put my foot right down

Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom

Shut your eyes, let's hold hands
Overtaking on the tightest bends
Throw the dice, toss a penny in the air
Heads or tails, the devil may care

Speeding, speeding, time is needing
Bad pennies return from whence they came
It all comes back like a boomerang

Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom

Speeding, I am speeding
Speeding, I am speeding
I am speeding, I am speeding
I am speeding, I am speeding
I am speeding, I am speeding
I am, I am speeding, I am speeding

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Rough Stuff - Lyrics - Adam And The Ants

Title: Rough Stuff
Artist: Adam And The Ants
Composer(s): Andre Cymone, Adam Ant

Lyric:
Shack-shoo-wow, boom-lagga-lagga
Boom-lagga, boom-sha-boom

Down in the jungle, feeling very fat
You better hit the floor and give me twenty
And the girls sing

Shack-shoo-wow, boom-lagga-lagga
Boom-lagga, boom-sha-boom
Do it 'til you?re sore

Shack-shoo-wow, boom-lagga-lagga
Boom-lagga, boom-sha-boom
I know what you?re looking for

Heaven's where you find it, so sit back and relax
I wouldn?t be so sure 'cause we need plenty
And the girls sing
(Girls sing)

Shack-shoo-wow, boom-lagga-lagga
Boom-lagga, boom-sha-boom
Do it 'til you?re sore

Shack-shoo-wow, boom-lagga-lagga
Boom-lagga, boom-sha-boom
I know what you?re looking for

Rough stuff when a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do, oh, yeah

Rough stuff when the time is right
And the place you go to whale
You got to put something down

How farer can you get and still come back alive?
You never hear the shots, the shot that gets you
And the girls sing
(Girls sing)

Shack-shoo-wow, boom-lagga-lagga
Boom-lagga, boom-sha-boom
Do it 'til you?re sore

Shack-shoo-wow, boom-lagga-lagga
Boom-lagga, boom-sha-boom
I know what you?re looking for

Rough stuff when a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do, oh, yeah

Rough stuff when the time is right
And the place you go to whale
You got to put something down

Down in the jungle, feeling very fat
You better hit the floor and give me twenty
And the girls sing
(Girls sing)

Shack-shoo-wow, boom-lagga-lagga
Boom-lagga, boom-sha-boom
Do it 'til you?re sore

Shack-shoo-wow, boom-lagga-lagga
Boom-lagga, boom-sha-boom
I know what you?re looking for

Rough stuff when a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do, oh, yeah

Rough stuff when the time is right
And the place you go to whale
You got to put something down

You're looking for a rough stuff
When a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do, oh, yeah

Rough stuff when the time is right
And the place you go
Put something down

Rough stuff when a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do, oh, yeah

Rough stuff when the time is right
And the place you go to whale
You got to put something down

Rough stuff when a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do
What a man?s gotta do, oh, yeah

Rough stuff when the time is right
And the place you go to whale
You got to put something down
Rough stuff

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