Cherie - Lyrics - Billy Idol

Title: Cherie
Artist: Billy Idol
Composer(s): Brian Tichy, Billy Idol

Lyric:
Like the moon moves the tides
You influence my mind
Like the planets and the stars
Keep the rhythm to your time
Are you happy with him
Yes, I'll let you go

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
I was a fool to let you go

Like the alchemist
Who couldn't resist the devil's kiss
Base metal into gold
And the psychiatrist
Who's battling deep within his own soul
I was like them down the hole

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
I was a fool to let you go

All the memories of our life
Like Venice in the spring
New York City summers
Paris, London winters' chill

Girl, I love you
Girl, I love you so
Cherie, I love you
I was a fool to let you go

I love you so
Want you to know
I love you so

As the apples fall, the leaves turn
Make it to autumn's call
But you still know your way
Never be outdone at all
And if I falter, I see it in our child

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
No, I won't let go

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
No, I can't let go

Girl, I need your sunshine to feel alright
Girl, I need your sunshine to feel alright
Girl, I need your sunshine to feel alright
Girl, I need your sunshine to feel alright

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
No, I won't let go

Girl, I love you
No, I won't let go
Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so

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Show After The Show - Lyrics - The Life - Ginuwine

Title: Show After The Show
Album: The Life
Artist: Ginuwine
Composer(s): Harold Garvin, Elgin Baylor Lumpkin, Curtis Williams, Bobby Terry, Isaac Wyle, Marcus Clinkscale

Lyric:
That's how it goes muchas chicas
Bumrush the door you know they got grande culos
They want to go to the show after the show

My cherie
Say she want to come get with me
No she don't, she's too freaky
She wanna go to the show after the show

Maybe it's just the way I move
You like the way I freak the beat
Tell me is it all the lights you see
Or is it me being me?

Can you feel the bass in you
Tell me, do you like the way it moves?
Do you wanna see me do what I do
Or would you rather be somewhere getting it on with me?

That's it come on
Say you wanna roll with me
Come on
You sure you wanna roll with me?
Come on
'Cause if you wanna roll with me
Come on, yeah

Come on
Say you wanna roll with me
Come on
'Cause if you wanna roll with me
Come on
You know I'm gonna wanna see that

That's how it goes muchas chicas
Bumrush the door you know they got grande culos
They want to go to the show after the show

My cherie
Say she want to come get with me
No she don't, she's too freaky
She wanna go to the show after the show

You can't take your eyes off me
While I'm plucking on my guitar strings
Do you see a guitar string
Or do you really see your G-string?

Every time I grab the mic
Tell me do you start to fantasize?
'Bout things you wanna do tonight
Baby take this ride, daddy's gonna do you right

That's it come on
Say you wanna roll with me
Come on
You sure you wanna roll with G?
Come on
'Cause if you wanna roll with me
Come on, come on

Come on
Say you wanna roll with me
Come on
'Cause if you wanna roll with G
Come on
You know I'm gonna wanna see that

That's how it goes muchas chicas
Bumrush the door you know they got grande culos
They want to go to the show after the show

My cherie
Say she want to come get with me
No she don't, she's too freaky
She wanna go to the show after the show

I've been wanting to know
Just how far you will go with your fantasies
Let's swing an episode
I've been waiting to see
Just how far you will go eroticy
Baby welcome to the show

That's how it goes muchas chicas
Bumrush the door you know they got grande culos
They want to go to the show after the show

My cherie
Say she want to come get with me
No she don't, she's too freaky
She wanna go to the show after the show

That's how it goes muchas chicas
Bumrush the door you know they got grande culos
They want to go to the show after the show

My cherie
Say she want to come get with me
No she don't, she's too freaky
She wanna go to the show after the show

That's how it goes muchas chicas
Bumrush the door you know they got grande culos
They want to go to the show after the show

My cherie
Say she want to come get with me
No she don't, she's too freaky
She wanna go to the show after the show

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Gloria - Lyrics - Manhattan Transfer

Title: Gloria
Artist: Manhattan Transfer
Composer(s): Esther Navarro

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Lyric:
Gloria
Gloria
It's not Marie
Gloria
It's not Cherie
Gloria
But she's not in love with me

Can't you see
It's not Marie
Gloria
It's not Cherie
Gloria
But she's not in love with me

And maybe
She'll want me
But who am I to know
And maybe
She'll want me
But who am I to know, oh, oh

Gloria
It's not Marie
Gloria
It's not Cherie
Gloria
But she's not in love with me

But I love you Gloria
And I want you to be my baby
And every night when I go to bed alone
I always dream of you
And I don't dream of Marie
And I don't dream of Cherie
I always dream of Gloria

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Dead End Justice - Lyrics - Mercury Albums Anthology - The Runaways

Title: Dead End Justice
Album: Mercury Albums Anthology
Artist: The Runaways
Composer(s): Cherie Currie, Joan Larkin, Kim Fowley, Scott Anderson

Lyric:
I'm a blond bombshell and I wear it well
You're momma says you go straight to hell
I'm sweet sixteen and a rebel queen
I look real hot in my tight blue jeans

Dead end kids in the danger zone
All of you are drunk or stoned
Dead end kids you're not alone
You sleep in the street when you're not at home

Long hot summers make you wanna fight
The roar of the city lasts all night
You like drugs you like brew
You won't believe what I can do to you

Dead end kids in the danger zone
All of you are drunk or stoned
Dead end kids you're not alone
You sleep in the street when you're not at home

I got away clean with my fake ID
No more school or mommy for me
Stealing cars and breaking hearts
Pills and thrills and acting smart

Dead end kids in the danger zone
All of you are drunk or stoned
Dead end kids you're not alone
You sleep in the street when you're not at home

In the naked city, spaces ain't that pretty
As I was getting dusted, I happened to get busted
Oh yes, I was arrested, oh God, how I protested
They beat me with a board, it hurt just like a sword

They kicked me in the eye, my brain began to fry
This is like a movie, I know I'm gonna scream
All the pain that I feel makes me feel mean
It's so sad and crazy here, I think I'm gonna cry

If I don't wake up from this dream
I think I'm gonna die

Where am I?
Your in a cheap run down teenage jail that?s where
Oh my God
Yeah, blondie you?re gonna be here till your 18 so get used to it

Behind the bars, there's a superstar
Who never had a chance, she could sing, she could dance
You don't sing and dance in juvie honey
Behind the walls, they've seen it all, gotta have, gotta have

Justice, justice
Don't want your law and order
Justice, justice
Or world wide disorder

What you in for? Wouldn't you like to know?
Behind the fence, there is no defense
There's murder, rape and bribery in and out, burglary
You don't look so tough, oh, I been around
On the planet sorrow, there is no tomorrow gonna get

Justice, justice
Don't want your law and order
Justice, justice
Or world wide disorder

You can't turn off the tears
They crawl in juvenile hall cruel reform schools
They don't smile, they got no bail or jury trial
Joan, lets break out tonite okay Cherie, whats the plan?

You grab the guard, in the prison yard
Get his keys and gun, we'll run
My old man's waiting outside in a van is he handsome?
You'll see ?cause you know, we gotta be free

Justice, justice
Don't want your law and order
Justice, justice
Or world wide disorder

We'll go far through the prison yard
You and me, we will be free
Just be safe, don't be late
If you see the guard don't hesitate

But Joan I'm getting tired, I've run out of fire
I can't go any farther but Cherie you must try harder
Joan, I'm down, my ankle, I can't go on, but I can't leave you
What do I do? Save yourself you know what you gotta do
Oh my God

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Shoot The Dog - Lyrics - Patience - George Michael

Title: Shoot The Dog
Album: Patience
Artist: George Michael
Composer(s): Philip Oakey, Ian Charles Burden, George Michael

Lyric:
GTI, Hot Shot
He parks it there, just to piss me off
Bullyboy, gonna show ya who's tough
I'm gonna shoot the dog, I'm gonna shoot the dog

It's party time, everyday
I spent Saturday night on Novocaine
Called the pigs, but nobody came
I'm gonna shoot the dog, I'm gonna shoot the dog
(Come on ladies)

Nine, nine, nine gettin' jiggy
People did tou see that fire in the city?
It's like we're fresh out of democratic
Gotta get yourself a little something semi-automatic, yeah

That's why I'm always gettin' stoned, yeah
That's why I'm out there havin' fun again
Good puppy, good puppy
Rolling on over

Mustapha, Mazeltov
The Gaza Boys, All that holy stuff
I got the feelin' when it all goes off
They're gonna shot the dog, they're gonna shoot the dog

So, Cherie my dear
Could you leave the way clear for sex tonight?
Tell him "Tony Tony Tony, I know that you are horny
But there's somethin' 'bout that Bush ain't right"

Nine, nine, nine gettin' jiggy
People did tou see that fire in the city?
It's like we're fresh out of democratic
Gotta get yourself a little something semi-automatic, yeah

That's why I'm always gettin' stoned, yeah
That's why I'm out there havin' fun again
Good puppy, good puppy
Rolling on over

The Ayatollah's gettin' bombed, yeah
See Sergeant Bilko having fun again
Good puppy, good puppy
Rolling on over for The Man

I believe, I believe what the old man said
Though I know that there's no lord above
I believe in me, I believe in you
And you know I believe in love

I believe in truth though I lie a lot
I feel the pain from the push and shove
No matter what you put me through
I'll still believe in love and I say

Cherie baby, spliff up
I wanna kick back mama
And watch the world cup with ya baby
Yeah, that's right!

We're getting freaky tonight, stay with me tonight
Let's have some fun while Tony's stateside
It's gonna be alright, it's gonna be alright
See Tony dancing with Dubya, don't you wanna know why?

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That'S My Desire - Lyrics - Elvis Presley

Title: That'S My Desire
Artist: Elvis Presley
Composer(s): H Kresa, C Loveday

Lyric:
We'll sip a little glass of wine
Honey, I'll gaze, I'll gaze right down
Into your eyes divine
I'm gonna feel the touch of your lips
Pressing on mine

Then I'll hear you whisper low
Just when it's time to go
Cherie, honey, I love you, so
That's my desire

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Someone To Love - Lyrics - Grace Jones

Title: Someone To Love
Artist: Grace Jones
Composer(s): Christopher Stanley, Grace Jones

Lyric:
Darling I, I was a fool
Oh, what a fool, I thought you were cool
Now I'm a victim of things that you do

I just wanted someone to love
So I became a victim of love

Lonely nights spent all alone
By a lonesome telephone
You never called, you'd never come

I just wanted someone to love
So I became a victim for love

Darling I, I was a fool
And so you used me
Just like a clown

Oh, I just wanted someone to love
So I became a victim for love

Mon cherie, j'etais une folle
Completement conne, tu n'etais pas con
Je veux te baiser, tu le mal que tu m'as fait

Oh, I just wanted someone to love
So I became a victim for love

Why did you let go? Why did I lose?
When did love slip away?
I though we were always going to stay
Oh baby, where were you when I needed you?

Oh, I just wanted someone to love
So I became a victim of love

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Darling, Je Vous Aime Beaucoup - Lyrics - Unforgettable: With Love - Natalie Cole

Title: Darling, Je Vous Aime Beaucoup
Album: Unforgettable: With Love
Artist: Natalie Cole
Composer(s): Anna Sosenko

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Lyric:
Darling, je vous aime beaucoup
Je ne sais pas, what to do?
You know you've completely
Stolen my heart

Morning, noon and night-time too
Toujours, wonderin' what to do
That's the way I've felt
Right from the start

Ah, Cherie
My love for you is Tri's, Tri's fort
Wish my French were good enough
I'd tell you so much more

But I hope that you compree
All the little things you mean to me
Darling, je vous aime beaucoup
I love you, yes I do

Wish my French were good enough
I'd tell you so much more

But I hope that you compree
All the things you mean to me
Darling, je vous aime beaucoup
I love you, yes I do, I love you, yes I do

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Perfect Gentleman - Lyrics - High Live - Helloween

Title: Perfect Gentleman
Album: High Live
Artist: Helloween
Composer(s): Andreas Deris, Michael Weikath

Lyric:
There is no doubt about it
I'm one of a kind baby
I am 'L'artangan de coeur'
As you may see candy

And I'm talking with my eyes
And I walk in diferent styles
I'm a genuine man

Yes I am, I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am, I am a perfect gentleman

Kneel down inhale my odour
Come kiss my hand angel
Dare to explode my higher ground
Strives to deserve me
Ma cherie

And my winds surpass perfume
I'm charismatic and full boom
I'm a genuine man

Yes I am, I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am, I am a perfect gentleman

Yes I am, I am, yes I am perfect

Oh Lord what can I do?
I can't resist my own reflection
How would possibly anyone

(Perfect)
'Cause I am
(Perfect)
Yes I am
(Perfect)

Yes I am
(Perfect)
Oh I am
(Perfect)
Oh Lord I am
(Perfect)

Yes I am, I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am, I am a perfect gentleman
Yes I am, I am a perfect gentleman
...

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Lamplight - Lyrics - Bee Gees

Title: Lamplight
Artist: Bee Gees
Composer(s): Maurice Ernest Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Barry Gibb

Lyric:
Alons, viens encore, cherie
J'attendrai patiemment
Sous la lampe dans la vieille avenue

Then I may end, she had things to buy
I close my eyes, yet I don't know why
I gave her money, said she knew someone
And she said she won't be long

Lamplight keep on burning
While this heart of mine is yearning
Lamplight keep on burning
Till this love of yours is mine

I sat alone with my thoughts and laughed
Then saw your face in an old photograph
I didn't think that I could live without you
But what am I to do

Lamplight keep on burning
While this heart of mine is yearning
Lamplight keep on burning
Till this love of yours is mine

Come home again, dear
I have waited year after year
Under the lamp in our old avenue
If all in the world that's laughing
Why should it make us cry

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Darling Je Vous Aime Beaucoup - Lyrics - Dean Martin

Title: Darling Je Vous Aime Beaucoup
Artist: Dean Martin
Composer(s): Anna Sosenko

Lyric:
Darling, je vous aime beaucoup
Je ne sais pas, what to do?
You know you've completely
Stolen my heart

Morning, noon and night-time too
Toujours, wonderin' what to do
That's the way I've felt
Right from the start

Ah, Cherie
My love for you is Tri's, Tri's fort
Wish my French were good enough
I'd tell you so much more

But I hope that you compree
All the little things you mean to me
Darling, je vous aime beaucoup
I love you, yes I do

Wish my French were good enough
I'd tell you so much more

But I hope that you compree
All the things you mean to me
Darling, je vous aime beaucoup
I love you, yes I do, I love you, yes I do

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M.I.S.S.I. - Lyrics - G.O.A.T. - Ll Cool J

Title: M.I.S.S.I.
Album: G.O.A.T.
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Craig Mack, Tonee Mcclinton, Levi Seacer, James Todd Smith, Billy Steele

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Lyric:
Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day
Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day
Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day
Ah ah, word up, this shit gon' be ill

Raw like sushi
Love paper like Ricky love Lucy
Pop collars, L got heat
Fifteen years, I'm thorough on the street

Flood the rap game with product
That bullshit video, I don't know why you shot it
The biggest l of them all, 'Hollis to Hollywood'
And I still play the wall, y'all's get the balls motherfucker

Duke fold like singles
Bass from my joint make your clitoris tingle
That's my word scrams, stupid ass in the club
You buy a bitch a drink, now you falling in love

I gave y'all the love game you thought I was soft
Now you whining like a bitch over some broad you lost
Playboy Bunny got you feeling all crummy
Y'all niggaz want the honey all we want is the money

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I

I had a bad shooby-doobie for ya
Down in Georgetown fucking with the hoyas
Looking for a darkskin chocolate chick
Bowlegged with a perm and the ass was thick

Blacker the berry, well you know the rest
She got the most rhythm, she ride the best
Talking midnight black, nappy hair with peas in the back
Scratch my pipe up every time I hit that

She don't look Hawain, she not Puerto Rican
No disrespect mami, but tonight l creeping
With the darkest honey I could find
Can't hit a light-skinned dime all the time

Get your black ass over here, you out your mind?
I'll turn Halle Berry down for you anytime
Black queen, dark and lovely, sipping on my bubbly
First you got to love yourself, then you can love me

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I

I still love you light skin, I'll pimp y'all too
When I cruise through your hood girl, whatcha gon' do?
I heard only pretty boys get to run with you
Topless in my six now, is that really true?

Baby look at you, your whole yellow crew
Cute baby face but look at what you 'bout to do?
Si'l vous plais ma cherie, merci beaucoup
When my joint up in her mouth, she like, "You speak French too?"

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I, come on
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I, come on

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I

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Country Love Song - Lyrics - Elton John

Title: Country Love Song
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Joseph B Jefferson

Lyric:
Suzie walks her dog but it don't solve
All the mysteries
Hanging with the guys, making with the guys
Playing hard to please

Back in '63, she was made for me
We were having fun
Wasn't long before I could not ignore
She's about hanging out

Campus queen dreams
Shattered years ago
And I'm the one who knows

It's the same country love song
Different words, a different melody
It's the same country love song

Mama said to me, "John, you got to be
Honest to yourself
Keeping up the pace, losing in the race
Further on the shelf"

I want to write a country love song
Tell them nothing's wrong
Suzie did my heart

There is nothing more, something said before
C'est la vie, mon cherie
Lady Luck, me and sexy so and so
And I'm the one who knows

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Z - Girls, Girls, Girls - Lyrics - MTV Unplugged - Jay

Title: Z - Girls, Girls, Girls
Album: MTV Unplugged
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Tom Brock, R. Payne, B. Bailey, Shawn Carter, C. Fleming, Robert Relf, G. Belton, Justin Smith

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Lyric:
Course I love you, I love all y'all fo' real

I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore
Yo put your number on this paper 'cause I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, yeah

I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam
So she call me cabron plus marricon
Said she likes to cook rice, so she likes me home
I'm like, "Un momento", mami slow up your tempo

I got this black chick, she don't know how to act
Always talkin' out her neck, makin' her fingers snap
She like, "Listen Jigga Man, I don't care if you rap
You better R E S P E C T me"

I got this French chick that love to french kiss
She thinks she's Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist
Ma cherie amore, tu es belle
Merci, you fine as fuck but you givin' me hell

I got this Indian squaw the day that I met her
Asked her what tribe she with, red dot or feather
She said all you need to know is I'm not a ho
And to get with me you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough

Now that's Spanish chick, French chick, Indian and black
That's fried chicken, curry chicken, damn I'm gettin' fat
Arroz con pollo, french fries and crepe
An appetitite for destruction but I scrape the plate

I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore
Yo put your number on this paper 'cause I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls all over the globe, I come scoop you in that Coupe
Sittin' on deuce-zeroes, fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll, c'mon

I got this young chick, she so immature
She like, "Why you don't buy me Reebok's no more?"
Like to show out in public, throw tantrums on the floor
Gotta toss a couple dollars, just to shut up her holla

Got a project chick that plays her part
And if it goes down y'all, that's my heart
Baby girl so thorough, she been with me from the start
Hid my drugs from the NARC's, hid my guns by the parts

I got this model chick that don't cook or clean
But she dress her ass off and her walk is mean
Only thing wrong with ma, she's always on the scene
God damn she's fine but she parties all the time

I get frequent flier mileage from my stewardess chick
She look right in that tight blue dress, she's thick
She gives me extra pillows and seat back love
So I had to introduce her to the Mile High Club

Now that's young chick, stewardess, project and model
That means I fly rough early plus I know Tae-bo
That means I'm new school, pop pills and stay in beef
But I never have a problem with my first class seat

I love, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore
Yo put your number on this paper 'cause I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls all over the globe, I come scoop you in that Coupe
Sittin' on deuce-zeroes, fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll

I got this paranoid chick, she's scared to come to the house
A hypochondriac who says ouch before I whip it out
Got a chick from Peru that sniff Peru
She got a cousin at customs that get shit through

Got this weedhead chick, she always catch me doin' shit
Crazy girl wanna leave me but she always forgets
Got this Chinese chick, had to leave her quick'
'Cause she kept bootleggin' my shit, man

I got this African chick with Eddie Murphy on her skull
She like, "Jigga Man, why you treat me like animal?"
I'm like, "Excuse me Ms. Fufu but when I met your ass
You was dead broke and naked and now you want half"

I got this ho that after twelve million sold
Mami's a narcoleptic, always sleepin' on Hov'
Gotta tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow
I got so many girls across the globe

I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore
Yo put your number on this paper 'cause I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls all over the globe, I come scoop you in that Coupe
Sittin' on deuce-zeroes, fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll

I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore
Yo put your number on this paper 'cause I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls

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M.I.S.S. (Bonus Track) - Lyrics - Ll Cool J

Title: M.I.S.S. (Bonus Track)
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Craig Mack, Tonee Mcclinton, Levi Seacer, James Todd Smith, Billy Steele

Lyric:
Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day
Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day
Ah ah, welcome to a brand new day
Ah ah, word up, this shit gon' be ill

Raw like sushi
Love paper like Ricky love Lucy
Pop collars, L got heat
Fifteen years, I'm thorough on the street

Flood the rap game with product
That bullshit video, I don't know why you shot it
The biggest l of them all, 'Hollis to Hollywood'
And I still play the wall, y'all's get the balls motherfucker

Duke fold like singles
Bass from my joint make your clitoris tingle
That's my word scrams, stupid ass in the club
You buy a bitch a drink, now you falling in love

I gave y'all the love game you thought I was soft
Now you whining like a bitch over some broad you lost
Playboy Bunny got you feeling all crummy
Y'all niggaz want the honey all we want is the money

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I

I had a bad shooby-doobie for ya
Down in Georgetown fucking with the hoyas
Looking for a darkskin chocolate chick
Bowlegged with a perm and the ass was thick

Blacker the berry, well you know the rest
She got the most rhythm, she ride the best
Talking midnight black, nappy hair with peas in the back
Scratch my pipe up every time I hit that

She don't look Hawain, she not Puerto Rican
No disrespect mami, but tonight l creeping
With the darkest honey I could find
Can't hit a light-skinned dime all the time

Get your black ass over here, you out your mind?
I'll turn Halle Berry down for you anytime
Black queen, dark and lovely, sipping on my bubbly
First you got to love yourself, then you can love me

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I

I still love you light skin, I'll pimp y'all too
When I cruise through your hood girl, whatcha gon' do?
I heard only pretty boys get to run with you
Topless in my six now, is that really true?

Baby look at you, your whole yellow crew
Cute baby face but look at what you 'bout to do?
Si'l vous plais ma cherie, merci beaucoup
When my joint up in her mouth, she like, "You speak French too?"

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I, come on
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I, come on

M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I
M.I. crooked letter, crooked letter
I think I want to hump-that I

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