Didn'T Cha Know - Lyrics - Mama's Gun - Erykah Badu

Title: Didn'T Cha Know
Album: Mama's Gun
Artist: Erykah Badu
Composer(s): Erica Wright, James Yancey

Lyric:
Didn't cha know
Oh hey

Ooh hey
I'm trying to decide
Which way to go
I think I made a wrong turn
Back there somewhere

Ooh hey
I'm trying to decide
Which way to go
I think I made a wrong turn
Back there somewhere

Didn't cha know, didn't cha know
Tried to move but I lost my way
Didn't cha know, didn't cha know
Stopped to watch my emotions sway

Didn't cha know, didn't cha know
Knew the toll, but I would not pay
Didn't cha know, didn't cha know
Cause you never know where the cards may lay

Time to save the world
Where in the world is all the time
So many things I still don't know
So many times I've changed my mind

Guess I was born to make mistakes
But I ain't scared to take the weight
So when I stumble off the path
I know my heart will guide me back

Ooh hey
I'm trying to decide
Which way to go
I think I made a wrong turn
Back there somewhere

Ooh hey
I'm trying to decide
Which way to go
I think I made a wrong turn
Back there somewhere

Didn't cha know, didn't cha know
Tried to move but I lost my way
Didn't cha know, didn't cha know
Stopped to watch my emotions sway

Didn't cha know, didn't cha know
Knew the toll, but I would not pay
Didn't cha know, didn't cha know
Cause you never know where the cards may lay

Love is life and life is free
Take a ride on life with me
Free your mind and find your way
There will be a brighter day

Love is life and life is free
Take a ride on life with me
Free your mind and find your way
There will be a brighter day

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Case Of The Ex - Lyrics - Mya

Title: Case Of The Ex
Artist: Mya
Composer(s): Traci Hale, Thabiso Nkhereanye, Christopher Stewart

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Lyric:
Yea, Mya
Red zone what what?

It's after midnight and she's on your phone
Sayin' come over 'cuz she's all alone
I could tell it was your ex by your tone
Why is she callin' now after so long?

Now what is that she wants?
Tell me what is that she needs?
Did she hear about the brand new Benz
That you just bought for me?
'Coz y'all didn't have no kids
Didn't share no mutual friends
And you told me that she turned trick
When y'all broke up in ninety six

What'cha gonna do?
When you can't say no?
When her feelings start to show?
Boy, I really need to know
And how you gonna act?
How you gonna handle that?
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back?

What'cha gonna do?
When you can't say no?
When her feelings start to show?
Boy, I really need to know
And how you gonna act?
How you gonna handle that?
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back?

There's no need to reminisce about the past
Obviously 'coz that shit did not last
I know how a woman try to game you
So don't get caught up because baby, you'll lose

Now what is that she wants?
Tell me what is that she needs?
Did she hear about the brand new Benz
That you just bought for me?
'Coz y'all didn't have no kids
Didn't share no mutual friends
And you told me that she turned trick
When y'all broke up in ninety six

What'cha gonna do?
When you can't say no?
When her feelings start to show?
Boy, I really need to know
And how you gonna act?
How you gonna handle that?
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back?

What'cha gonna do?
When you can't say no?
When her feelings start to show?
Boy, I really need to know
And how you gonna act?
How you gonna handle that?
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back?

What'cha gonna do?
When you can't say no?
When her feelings start to show?
Boy, I really need to know
And how you gonna act?
How you gonna handle that?
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back?

What'cha gonna do?
When you can't say no?
When her feelings start to show?
Boy, I really need to know
And how you gonna act?
How you gonna handle that?
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back?

Tell me why she on the phone
In the middle of the night?
Tell me why she in your life, trynna get what's mine?
She don't know me, she's about to know me
I'm in your life that's how it's gon' be
I've seen her photo, she ain't even all that
So if you want her back, you can take her back
'Cuz game recognize game I could do the same thing
Get it right, change or take back this ring

What'cha gonna do?
When you can't say no?
When her feelings start to show?
Boy, I really need to know
And how you gonna act?
How you gonna handle that?
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back?

What'cha gonna do?
When you can't say no?
When her feelings start to show?
Boy, I really need to know
And how you gonna act?
How you gonna handle that?
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back?

What'cha gonna do?
When you can't say no?
When her feelings start to show?
Boy, I really need to know
And how you gonna act?
How you gonna handle that?
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back?

What'cha gonna do?
When you can't say no?
When her feelings start to show?
Boy, I really need to know
And how you gonna act?
How you gonna handle that?
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back?

Yea, playboy right now
Yea Mya
Yea Mya
Red zone what what?

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40 - Federal - Lyrics - E

Title: 40 - Federal
Artist: E
Composer(s): Brandt Keith Jones, Earl Thomas Stevens, Marvin Whitemon

Lyric:
Don't cha' know?
Yeah, it's another one of those potentate, dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top of the line rhyme
Fuckin' em' like that therapy, don't cha' know?
Fuckin' em' like that there beats, don't cha' know?

Yeah, it's another one of those potentate, dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top of the line rhyme
Fuckin' em' like that therapy
Fuckin' em' like that there beats, I'm just a hustler

I'm goin' federal, justice ain't no damn miracle
Fuckin' em' up like that, puttin' in work something terrible
So before you mention to step to me
You better get up on my history

I'm known to the world as Mr. Flamboyant
Killin' motherfuckers off crucial
Sittin' em' down mutual
Spittin' that ol' playa, gangsta shit

Tryin' to maintain a strong grip
V-Town, California where I was born and raised since
1979 I been a hustler on the go
Pop pos wanna harass
Me and my Keesh I needed cash

Rocks wasn't groovin' at the time
So way we got out money was cuttin' grass
Leader not a follower, became a hill side baller
Put together a group called the C L I C K
And I was the shot caller, I'm goin' federal

I'm just a hustler, I'm just a hustler don't cha' know
I'm just a hustler, I'm just a hustler don't cha' know

Why don't cha' get up on this mic
And spit some of that ol' gangsta shit back at em' man, would ya?

I'm on the last nickels, they only made like four of
Front row seats at the fights
Takin' long, expensive flights
I love playin' hully gully

'Cause I ain't nothin' nice on them dice
So before you gamble against a hustler
I advise you to think twice
Napoleon, macaroni, we serve hot bellied pig
96, 6 big screen television I bought for my kid

Livin' kind of comfortable
40 comin' through with the real number
From blocks and blocks away you can here the boom, blam, bumble
Full tank of petro, up the metro, I'm like federal
Hoes wanna get sexual cause they see me on a pedestal

Nibblin' on my jock, like my big, ol' black tool is edible
Tellin' you man these heifers now days is incredible
Dishin' them one time scouts
Through dark alleys, takin' other routes

Hoppin' over barb wire fences, ditches, puddles, crickets
Mobbin' and squadin' hoggin' and guardin' bitches, check it out
Takin' and shapin' and makin' a bunch of riches
Yeah man, you can call me federal

Yeah man, these motherfucker be ridin' around here
In these bootsy ass cars and what not man
Takin' these penitentiary chances
And they ain't even got they grin on
Ya aughta be like my boy 40, while he Mr. Flamboyant

I got boys from my team with the up-most respect for me
For real lunatics that's willin' to kill for me
Way too much love in my organization, I can't afford to take no loss
MC's be seelin' them wolf tickets, but I be serious as fuck boss

It's all part of the rap game and that's the way it should be goin'
E-40 tellin' em' like it is, shootin' the gift that I be flowin'
Might as well go on and admit it, it's who you know
Not how damn good you are
Everybody and their mama wanna rap fast but I'm the superstar

E-40 why don't you slow it up a lil' something and go and speak on it
Man I just be spittin' this shit to keep these suckers timid
Well what about them ones that don't be recognizin' ya game
Must be stuck on something either that or they're lame

Funny style pop or rock, naw that ain't my forte
I'm sellin' a bunch of units underground without any airplay
Folks be wantin' to hear this type of shit when they roll
Man I'll never sell my soul
Motherfuckers you didn't know, I'm federal

Uh, E, you still fuckin' em up like, E
It's been like three years in this motherfucker

Hell yeah, you know a hog like me had to put the peas in the pod
Let these motherfuckers know what's goin' down in the rap game
You know what I'm sayin', yeah
I'm a money hungry motherfucker, you know what I'm sayin'
All about my scratch, artillery, fire arms and gats and shit

You know like that, that's right
But you know it's still some folks out there
That try to put bad names out there for you and what not
What cha' gotta say about that, to those type of niggas

Oh, you know what I'm sayin', I got some good shit for them
You know what I'm sayin

I'll just get to spittin that ol' shit for they ass
Then I'll just come through with some mo' shit like this here
Ya want me to drop that shit, check it out

You can't stop me man, I'm takin' money to the bank
Didn't have to pull no licks, 'cause I'm makin' hits
You can't stop me man, I'm takin' money to the bank
Didn't have to pull no licks, 'cause I'm makin' hits, ha

40, I'm goin' federal
Young Bucksy, he's goin' federal
Suga-T, she's goin' federal
Now D-Shot, he's goin' federal

Little Booch, he's goin' federal
Levitti, he's goin' federal
The Head Point, he's goin' federal
Studio Time, he's goin' federal

Can't forget Legit, he's goin' federal
The whole damn click, is goin' federal
Celly Cel, he's goin' federal
Cavio, he's goin' federal

Def Daddy, he's goin' federal
Rap Dogg, he's goin' federal
Mr. Flamboyant, oh right that's me
California livin', can't fuck with me

Yeah motherfucker, that's what's really goin' on

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Would You - Lyrics - Benzino

Title: Would You
Artist: Benzino
Composer(s): Raymond Scott, Michael Carlos Jones, Frankie Romano, Mario Mendell Winans

Lyric:
So vicious, Yellow City, Zino
This beat is crazy, LR, yeah c'mon
Mario, you did it this time
Uh, this that shit right here, dawg
Let's talk about it

Would you love me if I fell on hard times?
Lost everything, down to a dime?
Would you, let me fuck if I didn't stack cheese?
Didn't see my face on Bet?

Would you stop for me if I wasn't on dubs?
Didn't buy the bar when I walk through the club?
Would you let me slide if I wasn't so live?
Average Joe working nine to five?

Would you still wanna ride?
Still wanna freak if the ice wasn't bright in the masterpiece?
If you didn't lose sight when I flashed the three
Would you still be shakin' that ass for me?

Would you creek, let me run in it?
Kiss the first night, take it to the limit?
If I had to go to jail, would you hold it down?
If not, shit I'ma leave ya now, I need to know

I gotta know, baby
Would you be right here beside me when I'm gone
Still have my back without promise to have it all
Baby, this is what I'm fighting for
Oh, tell me 'cause I gotta know

Don diva, first name Lisa
Raye, freshly dipped in Burberray
My team is green with red cherray
If I was broke would you still wanna marry?

If I wasn't on the screen, would you still fiend?
And would I still be your dream?
If I didn't gleam on my own
Would you still be in that zone?

Would you never leave me alone?
If I was a Reebok hood rat would you still book that flight
Outta town, if I didn't stay laced?
Couldn't cook would you still be in my life?

Now, Made Men, act like ya know then
Lisa Raye, Benzino, a perfect man
Yellow Man, Yellow City, here we go again
And with a beat like this, ya know it's sickening

I gotta know, baby
Would you be right here beside me when I'm gone
Still have my back without promise to have it all
Baby, this is what I'm fighting for
Oh, tell me 'cause I gotta know

Would we, fall apart if things got hard?
Will love still stand when everything's gone?

If I get too comfortable, drop my guard
Would you let the next man come and take my job?
Nah, never that, LR got your back
I never let another man come between that

That's right, I know I got a good girl in my corner
There when I need ya, run when I want cha
Me and you L, we takin' it there
So stop playing games, you ain't keepin' it fair

I'm down to ride wit cha, use to cry wit cha
All them otha chicks, they outta the picture
Maybe it's a rap, I don't know for sure
You gotta let me know or I'm out the door
Like I told you before, you'll always be my girl
Together we can come for the world, I need to know

I gotta know, baby
Would you be right here beside me when I'm gone
Still have my back without promise to have it all
Baby, this is what I'm fighting for
Oh, tell me 'cause I gotta know

I gotta know, baby
Would you be right here beside me when I'm gone
Still have my back without promise to have it all
Baby, this is what I'm fighting for
Oh, tell me 'cause I gotta know

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I Aint Mad At Cha - Lyrics - All Eyez On Me - 2pac

Title: I Aint Mad At Cha
Album: All Eyez On Me
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Delmar Daz Arnaud, Danny Steward, Tupac Shakur, Etterlaine Jordan

Lyric:
Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of ya'll niggaz to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha
Got nuttin' but love for ya, do your thing boy

Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for ya'll, knahmean?
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there, kickin' up dust
Givin' a motherfucker,
Yeah, niggaz 'cause I ain't mad at cha

Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still roll
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn
On the block, witcha glock, trippin' off sherm
Collect calls to the till, sayin' how ya changed
Oh, you a Muslim now, no more dope game

Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail
Wanna go to the mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinnin' is the game plan

When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin' large you tell me it's trouble
Congratulation on the weddin', I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshitin'

I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
On the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on

Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme and you ain't even with it
Knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

And I can't even trip, ?cause I'm just laughin' at cha
You tryin hard to maintain, then go head
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha

I ain't, mad, at cha
(I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin' that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared

Besides bumpin' n grindin' wasn't nothin' on our mind
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow

And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state
I kiss my mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived

Don't shed a tear, 'cause mama I ain't happy here
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs
In my cell, thinkin', "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"

As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at cha
'Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha

I ain't, mad, at cha
(I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha
(A true down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha)

Well, guess who's movin' up, this nigga's ballin' now
Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down
He went from nuttin' to lots, ten carats to rock
Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block

He's Mister local celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days

So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin' so high off that bomb hopin' we make it, to the better days
'Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the niggaz in my younger days

So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a glock beside my head, when will it stop?
'Til God return me to my essence
'Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a convalescent

So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin' at cha
You niggaz just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha

I ain't, mad at cha
(And I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha
(Hell nah, I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha
(And I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha
(I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha, no
I ain't mad at cha

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Dear Mamma - Lyrics - 2pac

Title: Dear Mamma
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Tony D Pizarro, Joe Sample, Charles Simmons, Joseph B Jefferson, Tupac Shakur, Bruce Hawes

Lyric:
You are appreciated

When I was a youngin' and ma mama had me
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place

Suspended from school and scared to go home, I was a fool
With the big boys, breakin' all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids

And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame mama
I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin' on my mama from a jail cell and high school elementary?

Hey, I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin' from the police, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin' to my backside
And even as a crack theme, mama
You always was a black queen, mama

I finally understand for a woman it ain't easy
Tryin' to raise a man you always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand you are appreciated

Lady, don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama, place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated, don't cha know we love ya?

Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy 'cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
Wouldn't let me feel for a stranger

They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin' for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love

I moved out and started really hangin'
I needed money of my own so I started shaggin'
I ain't guilty 'cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin' money in your mailbox

I love payin' rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
'Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me

And I could see you comin' home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryin' to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin' with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every thanksgivin'

But now the road got rough, here alone
You're tryin' to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand you are appreciated

Lady, don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
And dear mama place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated, don't cha know we love ya?

Pour out some liquor and I reminisce, 'cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus

When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me

And even though I act crazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real

And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand you are appreciated

Lady, don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
And dear mama place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated, don't cha know we love ya?

Sweet lady, and dear mama
Dear mama, lady, lady, lady

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Dear Mama - Lyrics - Me Against The World - 2pac

Title: Dear Mama
Album: Me Against The World
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Tony D Pizarro, Joe Sample, Charles Simmons, Joseph B Jefferson, Tupac Shakur, Bruce Hawes

Lyric:
You are appreciated

When I was a youngin' and ma mama had me
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place

Suspended from school and scared to go home, I was a fool
With the big boys, breakin' all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids

And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame mama
I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin' on my mama from a jail cell and high school elementary?

Hey, I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin' from the police, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin' to my backside
And even as a crack theme, mama
You always was a black queen, mama

I finally understand for a woman it ain't easy
Tryin' to raise a man you always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand you are appreciated

Lady, don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama, place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated, don't cha know we love ya?

Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy 'cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
Wouldn't let me feel for a stranger

They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin' for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love

I moved out and started really hangin'
I needed money of my own so I started shaggin'
I ain't guilty 'cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin' money in your mailbox

I love payin' rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
'Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me

And I could see you comin' home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryin' to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin' with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every thanksgivin'

But now the road got rough, here alone
You're tryin' to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand you are appreciated

Lady, don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
And dear mama place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated, don't cha know we love ya?

Pour out some liquor and I reminisce, 'cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus

When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me

And even though I act crazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real

And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand you are appreciated

Lady, don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
And dear mama place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated, don't cha know we love ya?

Sweet lady, and dear mama
Dear mama, lady, lady, lady

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I Won'T Bite My Tongue - Lyrics - Hey Kandi - Kandi

Title: I Won'T Bite My Tongue
Album: Hey Kandi
Artist: Kandi
Composer(s): Kevin Briggs, Kandi Burruss, T Johnson

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Lyric:
You stood there thinkin' you were all that and I did too
You took too long to step to me, so I just step to you
We talked all night about all that you could do
If I could've foreseen what's behind those jeans
Oh, I'da never talked to you

'Cause damn, I thought you'd be packin'
And damn, I thought you'd put your back in it
Damn, no you didn't, so you're finished
And I gotta let you know 'cause you gotta lose my number

Damn you had the worst sex
And damn, you didn't last a second
Damn no, you didn't, so you're finished
And I gotta let you go

I won't bite my tongue
The 'd' wasn't good so you can't get none
Our first will be our last
The 'd' was trash, sorry ass and ya need to know

I won't bite my tongue
The 'd' wasn't good so you can't get none
Our first will be our last
The 'd' was trash, sorry ass and ya need to know

Don't kid yourself, baby, I'm not impressed
You talk too much, couldn't back it up
And your stroke was just a mess, I won't bite my tongue
'Cause you said that I would be sprung
I can't tell what'cha did to me 'cause before I got mine you were done

'Cause damn, I thought you'd be packin'
And damn, I thought you'd put your back in it
Damn, no you didn't, so you're finished
And I gotta let you know 'cause you gotta lose my number

Damn you had the worst sex
And damn, you didn't last a second
Damn no, you didn't, so you're finished
And I gotta let you go

I won't bite my tongue
The 'd' wasn't good so you can't get none
Our first will be our last
The 'd' was trash, sorry ass and ya need to know

Before you take me, oh baby
Make sure that you know
How to make me, fulfill me
If not, don't you come my way
Oh no, oh no

I won't bite my tongue
The 'd' wasn't good so you can't get none
Our first will be our last
The 'd' was trash, sorry ass and ya need to know

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I Need You (Cha, Cha, Cha) [Cha-Cha-Cha] - Lyrics - Cha Cha

Title: I Need You (Cha, Cha, Cha) [Cha-Cha-Cha]
Artist: Cha Cha
Composer(s): Sylvester Stewart, Carlos Thornton, Parris Fluellen, Benny Tillman

Lyric:
I need you
Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha
That's what I want
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha, uh-huh
I want you
Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha
That's what I want
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha
Ah girl
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha, uh-huh
It's the C to the H-A, C-H-A
On the freeway speeding in the CLK
Got a party out in Cali on the second and third
House of blues bad news from the second we merge
I take it you heard, getting at me till the second we splurge
On my nerves, purve from lie
Peeping curves and bottles
You fellas is hot trying to get a rise and why
They eyeing Cha
These broads ain't understanding why, they like

I need you
Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha
That's what I want
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha, uh-huh
I want you
Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha
That's what I want
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha
Ah girl
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha, uh-huh

Ladies I'mma tell y'all something
Cha ain't the one for confronting
Cause all that name calling ain't gonna leave y'all with nothing
Hard to comprehend, then you must don't understand
Pardon me when you need to talk to your man
I'm on the road too much
To hear that he saying, she say
Niggas playa hating trying to catch me up on three way
I tried to give him leeway, but he ain't wanna to see that
Told him put down the crying, he didn't even wanna do that
Believe that in concerns where confessions is at
Don't get mad baby boy I just addressing the facts
Lesser than that, get sent to where my sessions is at
See y'all the match and with me is where he got too attach
A thorough bread turn heads
So you better be careful who you spitz at
Cause if she like me
You ain't never gonna get theses gifts back
They're tame and I can't help the way they clutch to me and lust for me
They like she too much for me

I need you
Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha
That's what I want
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha
Cha-Cha-Chi-Cha-Cha
I want you
Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha
That's what I want
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha
Ah girl
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha

She baby boy you's just a gym shoe nigga
I spent you nigga
Only time I call is when I rent you nigga
Broad thing ain't really nothing against you nigga
And the small things is really why I'm with you nigga
And it's worse I ain't got the kind of time you thirst
I don't curse but any minute I'mma let one burst
Know how much one broad get if she spit one verse
So we sit and converse, let em know these hits come first
Used to chickens sitting around smoking drough with you
What I look like a wife getting blown with you?
And pulling hair, feet bare, fighting over you
Playing on other chick's phones like I'm told they do
I'm a broad I don't key you like them - do
Peeps handle how they supposed to, put holes in you
It's respect and I can't help it if they cheat on you, be leaving you
Peep the hook and yo believe me boo

I need you
Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha
That's what I want
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha, uh-huh
I want you
Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha
That's what I want
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha
Ah girl
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha, aight
I need you
Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha
That's what I want
I want you
Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha
That's what I want, ah girl

Come on, come on, come on, uh-huh
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha, aight
Uh-huh come on, uh-huh come on, uh-huh come on, uh-huh, yo, yo, yo
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha
Cha-Cha-Chiki-Chi-Cha-Cha, aight

Cha Cha baby come on, trump type baby
Yo Carlos come on, nigga Slick come on
Noontime come on, yeah come on, come on

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Think I'M Crazy - Lyrics - The Sound of Revenge - Chamillionaire

Title: Think I'M Crazy
Album: The Sound of Revenge
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Gert Yvonne M Bettens, Nsilo Reddick, Sarah Bettens, Hakeem T Seriki, Nicholas W Sherwood

Lyric:
I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her
The name of my record company
(Oh you're a Sanger)
I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer

Oh you that guy they talking 'bout when they be whisperin', ain't cha
Bring your name up when they talking and say money will change ya
I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your anger
Heard the rumors how you're always in trouble or danger
Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to explain sir
You do have a right to be, you seem like you're nice to me
And like you're gonna buy me another drink, yeah would you like a seat?

I tell the boy the same Hennessey on ice for me
Her drink starts emptying as she's pouring out her life to me
Telling me about her goals and how successful she would like to be
And invite me to a session of her life
And she seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me
She pulls out her picture phone, "I got pictures, would you like to see?"

I'm thinking she gotta be friendly as hell
Giving a soul to me, it's like an identity sell
We never met is the story that my memory tells
Telling me tales like she doesn't handle Hennessey well

Getting into it, getting intimate and into details
See, I just met you and you showing me your kids
Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids
Then who's in this picture? Man, let you show you just who it is

I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like an angel
She wasn't from here, I knew she didn't hang a
Round a part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger
'Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain you see

She said she wasn't married but the rings on her finger
Told me she was langin' and using the same uh
Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her
Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her

I bump into this dime, he told me that he used to know you
He told me about the loyalty and love he used to show you
He said what he said with a passion like it was so true
Wouldn't take advantage of the fact
That the listeners didn't really know you

There's pictures in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you
She digs in her purse and while she fumbles around
I find that photo, I'm like, "Oh no there's some trouble in town"
I turn around as these two officers is coming in now

They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down
So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground
So close that they can listen to either of us now
We turn back around and she says no need for whispering
Then she tells me that

I don't really give a damn whose listening
Try to make it last a long time was my mission
And he kept on tripping and then I got pissed at him
Hit 'em with my fist and my punches were never missing him

I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on you and now
You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud
And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how
It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile
She said

Pictures can be deceiving like she knew he was foul
Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses a smile's power
Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another hour
So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower

Damn what do you mean?
(Couldn't tell you that I missin' him)
I don't understand what you're saying, how did you get rid of him?
She dissing him, as I ask her what it is she did to him

She stops, ay keep talkin' I'm listening
(I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturing)
Henny spilling then she tell me
(For real and I got the feeling of what I'm feeling
Is that I wanted to kill him)

Something's wrong here and I know just who is the villain
The poison's getting louder, the moral is getting clearer
The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can hear her, told me
(It was protection, reached for it in the stash)

The plastic is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass
Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at least
Baby I think you crazy, sorry I'm pressing for time
I gotta go grind, time's putting to resting
Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me guessing

That this conversation is two types of evil confession
And she pulls a clearer picture, it's my damn ex-best friend
How you know him? She told me she was with him at his house
Watching movies on Sundays when they be chilling

And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him
The feeling was the worst feeling that she could possibly be feeling
Stood up and then I yelled out, "Why in the hell did you kill him?"
I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy

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True Story - Lyrics - B.G.

Title: True Story
Artist: B.G.
Composer(s): Christopher Noel Dorsey, Bryon O Thomas

Lyric:
Right now we got a lil' youngsta
Lil' Doogie from the B.G.'z
Do what'cha gotta do mane
Say what'cha gotta say, Wayne

The rhymes you are about to hear are true
This some true shit

Shoulda killed you bitches when we heard that song
Tipped it on, talkin' 'bout 6th and Baronne
When the fuckin' lights on up early in the mornin'
All that muthafuckin' creepin'
Pissin' on the set when a nigga Dee, sleepin'

Pussy ass, you know you can't survive
You was creepin' through that third you must don't know it's do or die
Now that nigga on my list
A p-poppin' bitch no disresp', p-poppin' bitch no disresp'
P-poppin', p-poppin', p-poppin', bitch no disrespect to the tenth

But there's a pussy in your face and they can suck and dick
Ridin' and slidin' with all that workin' and twerkin'
You can't be no "G", 'cuz a "G" not down wit' jerkin'
Them niggas always comin' with that play
You want some real drama, why don't you bring that shit our way?

'Cuz I'm a Baby Gangsta down for that street funk
Stuntin' in a concert, take it to the fuckin' trunk
Talkin' all that bullshit, talkin' all that shit on wax
Talkin' all that yak-yak, but I'ma split your Kool-Aid pack, bitch
I got my pistol close at hand, this for the real, real pussies in the can

The rhymes you are about to hear are true
This some true shit

Chuck fuckin' them niggas at night
They doin' bad and slangin' rhymes at the same time, ain't lyin'
Now this nigga is a muthafuckin' dick beater
Heard at Corn[unverified] he was a muthafuckin' cheerleader

Fuckin' wit a B.G., best believe you will get served
I'ma leavin' ya muthafuckin' thinking cap on the curb
Chuck got some mail? 'Cuz oh, yes, I'm comin' to get'cha
And if I don't get 20 G's, I'ma split'cha

I'm a murderer, server, nigga come try to test
Had to put'em to rest, no vest but one to the chest
But uh, you know you done fucked up don't cha?
Like Yella said, you mad 'cuz Ca$h Money didn't want'cha

Let's move across that water strapped with that A.K.
They got some wannabe crips, wanna bang, go to L.A.
Now you can claim, the East, North, West, or South
Mystikal fool, you can pump this dick right in your mouth

Them niggas be rappin', very much trippin'
Talkin' all that nonsense, slippin' talkin' bout they be crippin'
But it's like this, watch out before you get bucked
I'm tellin' coward ass niggas to raise up, raise up, raise up

At first he was a cheerleader now he ain't that nigga to fuck wit
That goes to show you studio yeah that nigga buck quick
You duck sick when I catch'cha, you best to start to runnin'
Cuz I'm comin', start duckin', cuz I'm bustin' and pluckin', fuck it

Chuck, you big trick, you hoe bitch
Puttin' stank hoes in apartments and shit
And ummm, them niggas who help you get the money
You straight fuck 'em
When check time come, they gets nothin', you pluck 'em

And y'all hoes for lettin' him take it, hard rolled and fake it
Niggas best to look like skatin'
Now back to this muthafuckin' Mystikal, bitch
You wanna jump on a nigga like a morphodyke come jump on the dick

That's enough of this hoe shit on the real
If you don't spit "G" shit with skillz you can't pay bills I make mils
I close the shop for them niggas wanna shine
Sign on my nine when I put it on your mind into your spine

Don't whine, niggas can't handle me not hard
I'm the bitch who came to fuck up the party
When I catch'cha I'ma kill ya don't worry
This is another part of that fuckin' true story

Partners you bet not do no crime, get no time and go to jail
Cuz in that two man cell, best believe you gone get nailed
Mystikal you'z a hoe, it's time I let'cha know
Y'all ain't ready for Local five, got a boot camp fulla hoes

I'm gat totin', ready to leave your heart open
Bullets floatin', hot nine chambers smokin'
Uptown, ya bound to get y'all wig split
Y'all represent a 17th set that don't even exist

Now that's a shame, you reppin' just to get a name
You can't survive in this game 'cuz you niggas lame
I'm ready to take it to some "G" shit, street shit
Where caps get peeled and wigs bound to get split

I'm off Valence, ain't no doubt this B.G. ain't real
I'm bout to hiccup some bullets out my fuckin' steel
Peel, make niggas kneel, bow down
From this clown that's gonna put you six in the ground

It's time a nigga put Big Boy where the fuck they belong
Rollin' wit' tec-9 best believe it's on
Raise up, raise up, raise up, raise up, raise up

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Grown Man - Lyrics - Lights Out - Lil' Wayne

Title: Grown Man
Album: Lights Out
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Paul Harden, Tristan G. Jones, Dwayne Carter

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Lyric:
What's up baby?
I ain't trying to do nothing but get me grown man on
I ain't trying to hurt you, only if you want me to
Yeah, something like dat

Yea, what's happenin' baby I'm Lil' Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out tha navy now tha captain of my own team
Hop in this, machine, vanish from tha scene
Goddamn it I'm so manish, handle it like a standard

So put yo panties and yo pants my tha trash can
Romance on tha floor plans, yeah
We hold hands while we rollin'
Just tryin' to keep up wit tha program

Just trying to sneak up on ya, like how you doing ma'am
I'm a old soul, and a young man, we got to it and
We didn't stop 'til tha birds hit tha block
And she ain't never had it like that

Girl, you are so fine
I wish that I could get you over here, girl
Tonight so I can get my grown man on wit you

You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man
You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man
You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man
You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man

Now I don't really hit tha club but tonight I'll make an exception
For some reason I can't seem to keep my eyes out your direction
I'm lookin' at you so hard, I could probably catch a charge
Feelin' tha way you walk when you move yo booty applaud, damn

I gotta keep my composure
I gotta untact my mission and handle business like a soldier
Young man, young money but tha money long
Current sitta hot spitta so grown

And yo perception of me is so wrong
Don't worry 'bout what you heard 'bout me and them other birds
Might have done a lil' dirt and left a few of them hurt
But whatever has occurred they all got what they deserved

And you don't rock like that them I can see it in yo eyes
If you ain't good for me then you wearing a disguise
'Cause tonight you lookin' like miss right
And I'm suppose to be a player for life, but I'll change for ya

Girl, you are so fine
I wish that I could get you over here, girl
Tonight so I can get my grown man on wit you

You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man
You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man
You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man
You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man

You ain't no woman you a baby gurl, living in tha ladies world
And I'm a grown man, tha women understand
See what I go through is what I owe you
So you should throw that ass back to me right now, yeah

Fly boy baby sit back relax and
Cruise wit a nigga thats tha nations satisfaction
Whose is it baby she say, "Weezy fucking baby"
I say, "yes and fucking these", she say, "Don't you ever leave"

I say, I say "But I got money on my mind"
Then I tell her never mind and we do it one more time
For a large amount of time
Long and won't stop til daytime come home, yeah

Girl, you are so fine
I wish that I could get you over here, girl
Tonight so I can get my grown man on wit you

You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man
You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man
You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man
You don't know about it, how I'm a grown man

Damn, look, that, oh, that right there
That's tha sunset girl, get cha visor
Where those Chanell shades I get you
You always losing things, and I'm always buying new things

I come a long way huh remember, remember dat block
Look at you, you think you all grown

You ain't no woman you a baby gurl, living in tha ladies world
And I'm a grown man, tha women understand
See what I go through is what I owe you
And you should throw that ass back to me right now

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Don'T Trust Em - Lyrics - The Predator - Ice Cube

Title: Don'T Trust Em
Album: The Predator
Artist: Ice Cube
Composer(s): Donald Fagen, O'Shea Jackson, Walter Becker

Lyric:
You can't trust a big butt and a smile
No, that's the old style
In ninety-deuce, shit ain't quite the same
Bitches gotta brand new game, yo
It's kinda hard to see
But the dating game ain't what it used to be
Back in the day, if a ho wanted ya dough
She give you a piece of ass and there we go

Go and get knocked up and then get socked up
You be broke and locked up
But the news done hit
Bitches all over on some new improved shit
To y'all macks
Come to find out that bitches are pullin' jacks
I remember every night all you had to worry about
Was gettin' caught at a red light

And the nigga gettin' ya five, day to days
Now shit done changed
'Cause you gots to watch the ones in the skirt
And it ain't about gettin' burnt
I know it sounds strange, but could you
Stop thinkin' with ya dick for a change
'Cause you'll get a bullet in your brain, Mr. Rich
And about that bitch, don't trust 'em

Ice Cube comin' at'cha with a crazy bitch
Don't trust no, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ice Cube comin at'cha with a crazy bitch
You can't trust no bitch, bitch, bitch
Ice Cube comin' at'cha with a crazy bitch
Don't trust no, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ice Cube comin at'cha with a crazy bitch
You can't trust no bitch, bitch, bitch

Here's how the bitches jack
They try to catch a dumb nigga in the act
You came to the club, stepped to the bar
And pulled out a wad of Doves
After you got buzzed, she walk by
You saw how big her ass was
Got her on the dance floor
And she started dancin' like a ho

Jimmy got stiff, she ain't have a ride home
So you gave the bitch a lift
She didn't wanna trouble you
But hopped her big ass in your BMW
Hopped to her house and started kissin'
And Jimmy just wouldn't listen
'Cause you got real horny
And that ain't cool at four in the morning

Started undressing the ho
Got to the drawers and the ho said, "No"
"Not on the first date"
"It's gettin' kinda late, could you come back at eight?"
You said, "Yeah!", 'cause you thought you met a wholesome ho
But nigga, she know you rollin' in some dough
And you'll regret and somethin' 'bout a bitch you just met
Don't trust 'em

Eight o'clock on the dot, nigga's hot
Dick hard as a rock
Straight on a solo creep
Can't wait till her little boy go to sleep
So you can seduce the G
Bust a nut and make an excuse to leave
You got her worked out 'cause you the man
But the bitch got different plans

She said, "Take off your clothes, jump in the bed"
While she powder her nose
You get butt naked, 'cause you ready to wreck it
'Cause you's a motherfuckin' punk, next thing you know
The door flies open with a blast
With four niggas in ski masks
Pointin' a gun at the pimp
You're scared as a motherfucker and Jimmy done went limp

They beat you down just a taste
Take ya to your house and make ya open up the safe
Drove you far, tied up in the trunk of your own fuckin' car
Take you out and pop the cap, I told you the bitch was a trap
Don't trust 'em

Ice Cube comin' at'cha with a crazy bitch
Don't trust no, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ice Cube comin at'cha with a crazy bitch
You can't trust no bitch, bitch, bitch
Ice Cube comin' at'cha with a crazy bitch
Don't trust no, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ice Cube comin at'cha with a crazy bitch
You can't trust no bitch, bitch, bitch

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Bouncin' Back (Bumping Me Against The Wall)(Another Version) - Lyrics - Mystikal

Title: Bouncin' Back (Bumping Me Against The Wall)(Another Version)
Artist: Mystikal
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Michael Tyler, Pharell Williams

Lyric:
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

I really be throwin' my words standin' 'em up, and jammin' on the one
That ain't nobody but Neptunes bammin' on the drum
Swift flip kicks landin' from the tongue
More dramatic than Batman and Robin, ba, na, na, na, na, na

The one that be handlin' they business, be sharper than a thumb tack
The one that be droppin' these albums, showin' 'em how to come back
And you gon' respect me and appreciate where I run at
You ain't gone piss me off, 'cuz you sorry that you done that

I gets meaner, badder, stronger and ferocious
You don't even much wanna see the rest
Coming back mo' fearless, mo' determined to fold the set
I ain't even started yet

So if you ain't ready you better get ready
I know I do it better when I'm bein' opposed
Ah, stick ya chest out, keep your chin up
'Cuz sometimes you gotta get knocked down to get up

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

No matter what happened that's only once it's shame on you
You come up and here and do it again then it's shame on me
Sometimes we be gettin' in trouble we didn't want learn or
Sometimes we be gettin' in trouble we ain't gon' see

I accept my wages like the way that I feel
I grow, I take 'em in stride and but 'em under my belt
I learned from you just like you learned from me
I plead, I pray for peace and perfect harmony

Somebody said, "Fool you better keep on rappin'
Stop that trippin', 'cuz it ain't gon' happen'"
I told them "Look, you better mind yo business
Change yo' way of thinkin' and keep on livin'"

Done started some trouble and you ain't been out since
'Cuz you stuck inside scared watchin' CNN
Just take the precaution so yo life will be better
Tell my friends to call me I ain't acceptin' no letters

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You heard about, yeah, you had to
I know you changed ya mind
You ain't the only one with bad news
I know that they made you feel strange
You was right in the middle complainin'
And forgot what you was cryin' 'bout

It could be your time and it might be
You can't do nothin' about it
It's God's will, that's just how life be
One day it hit 'cha then it's gone
And I'm serious and you ain't never
Even gone feel it until it hit home

That's when the pain run sharper and deeper
You ain't eatin' that's when the days feel slow and long
I know you miss 'em so it's time to uplift 'em
Try to pick the pieces up and find a way to drive on

I tell you the truth so don't lie to me
Get back Satan don't bother me
And that's the way that it's gotta be
As real as ever, so I hope you proud of me

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You ain't seen bouncin' back

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Bouncin Back - Lyrics - Tarantula - Mystikal

Title: Bouncin Back
Album: Tarantula
Artist: Mystikal
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Michael Tyler, Pharell Williams

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Lyric:
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

I really be throwin' my words standin' 'em up, and jammin' on the one
That ain't nobody but Neptunes bammin' on the drum
Swift flip kicks landin' from the tongue
More dramatic than Batman and Robin, ba, na, na, na, na, na

The one that be handlin' they business, be sharper than a thumb tack
The one that be droppin' these albums, showin' 'em how to come back
And you gon' respect me and appreciate where I run at
You ain't gone piss me off, 'cuz you sorry that you done that

I gets meaner, badder, stronger and ferocious
You don't even much wanna see the rest
Coming back mo' fearless, mo' determined to fold the set
I ain't even started yet

So if you ain't ready you better get ready
I know I do it better when I'm bein' opposed
Ah, stick ya chest out, keep your chin up
'Cuz sometimes you gotta get knocked down to get up

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

No matter what happened that's only once it's shame on you
You come up and here and do it again then it's shame on me
Sometimes we be gettin' in trouble we didn't want learn or
Sometimes we be gettin' in trouble we ain't gon' see

I accept my wages like the way that I feel
I grow, I take 'em in stride and but 'em under my belt
I learned from you just like you learned from me
I plead, I pray for peace and perfect harmony

Somebody said, "Fool you better keep on rappin'
Stop that trippin', 'cuz it ain't gon' happen'"
I told them "Look, you better mind yo business
Change yo' way of thinkin' and keep on livin'"

Done started some trouble and you ain't been out since
'Cuz you stuck inside scared watchin' CNN
Just take the precaution so yo life will be better
Tell my friends to call me I ain't acceptin' no letters

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You heard about, yeah, you had to
I know you changed ya mind
You ain't the only one with bad news
I know that they made you feel strange
You was right in the middle complainin'
And forgot what you was cryin' 'bout

It could be your time and it might be
You can't do nothin' about it
It's God's will, that's just how life be
One day it hit 'cha then it's gone
And I'm serious and you ain't never
Even gone feel it until it hit home

That's when the pain run sharper and deeper
You ain't eatin' that's when the days feel slow and long
I know you miss 'em so it's time to uplift 'em
Try to pick the pieces up and find a way to drive on

I tell you the truth so don't lie to me
Get back Satan don't bother me
And that's the way that it's gotta be
As real as ever, so I hope you proud of me

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You ain't seen bouncin' back

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