I'Ll Die For You - Lyrics - Sweetbox

Title: I'Ll Die For You
Artist: Sweetbox
Composer(s): Geoman Tina Harris

Lyric:
I just got one thing to say
It should have been me instead of you, I'll die for you

I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll give my life for you

Tell me what does it take to make the worst shit happen
Imagine you be the one they bagging
Imagine you and your loved one too, you'd go crazy
And just maybe lifestyles would change daily

It don't phase me though 'cause most can't even see me
Or have the courage to even bee me, freely
I give my life completely no second guessin'
If it was me instead of you they'd learn their lesson

Blessed all the souls that roam in the night
Who am I, hoo, I control the light
Right on time I'm gonna find you
And when I do you through
So get ready 'cause, baby, I want you

I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll give my life for you

They just don't know
Check it!

Take a look at my life and tell me what it's lackin'
Imagine this shit really didn't happen
Imagine you didn't get shot
I didn't get hit and just maybe I might get through this

Now I'm gonna take in something so I can get into it
Yeah, watch me now as I go and do it, through it
I give my life completely, no second guessin'
If it wasn't you then I'd let it rest in peace

Not the least you choose your play
The day you took him away
Bye, bye I say so let me get it started
Oh yeah, it's true everything I do, I do it just for you

Ain't no doubt, I know I'll find you
Whatever it takes, I'm gonna be with you
Ain't no doubt, I know I'll find you
whatever it takes, I'm gonna be with you

I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll give my life for you

I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll die for you
All I do, I do it just for you
I'll give my life for you

They just don't know when they took you from me
They took my life

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Big Things Poppin' (Do It) - Lyrics - T.I.

Title: Big Things Poppin' (Do It)
Artist: T.I.
Composer(s): Clifford Harris, Byron Thomas

Lyric:
Hey, hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you better do it, you better do it
Whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, cuz I'ma do it, cuz I'ma do it
Whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it

Hey, hey, hey, big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Ball on these suckas, shawty losin?s not an option

Now do it, you better do it, you better do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, cuz I'ma do it, cuz I'ma do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you better do it, you better do it

Now let me hear ya say big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Ball on these suckas, shawty losin?s not an option

Now do it to the maximum, take it while you askin' 'em
Don't listen to them suckas when they say you too irrational
I said I was "King" and them lames started laughin' and
Same suckas now want the King on a track with 'em

I composed several classicals, you know like "Top Back"
"Dope Boy", "Bring 'Em Out", and "What You Know About That"
Now they ask how I talk, what you know about that?
Dominated '06, now I'm goin' right back, do it

See me rain hell, I just showed you like that
Even Denzel say, "Damn, I ain't know it like that"
Yeah, still Bankhead, you can tell
Ain't nothin' changed but the name on the mail

I still kick in doors with them thangs in the air
Up in Benihana's, see me slang in the chair
I will slang ****, no such thing as a jail
Say you need a hundred squares? It just came off the scale

Let's do it, you better do it, you better do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, cuz I'ma do it, cuz I'ma do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you better do it, you better do it

Now let me hear ya say big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Ball on these suckas, shawty losin?s not an option

Now do it like a ball player, where you see me ball at?
Stacks tall as ball players, from the stage to the air
Whether in Miami, Cincinnati, or the Riverdale
Arizona, California, you make it rain anywhere

Pullin' out in public shawty, who you think you fin' to scare?
I send 'em missiles that'll have you goin' in your underwear
I tote a pair of 40's on me so you better tone it down
Or I suggest you just prepare yourself for when it goin' down

A-Town, West Side, clubs where you'll catch me
Right up at the top where Big Kuntry, Dro, and Mack be
Jackers lie, say they caught me slippin', how could that be?
I'm something like a stalker, I be e'rywhere the strap be

The trap be, jumpin' with them hundred dollar slabs
If I want it *****, I could get a hundred on the tab
Sell 'em all, double down, ***** do the math
Think I won't pull up in something with 200 on the dash?

Yeah I do it, you better do it, you better do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, cuz I'ma do it, cuz I'ma do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you better do it, you better do it

Now let me hear ya say big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Ball on these suckas, shawty losin?s not an option

Now I do it like I wanna do it, do it right in front of you
Real ***** vision pimpin', I ain't seein' none of you
I do it for my ***** Phil's daughter and his mama too
I do it for my oldest sons and their grandmama too

Do it for my daughters and my youngest son's mama who
Go buy what she want because she know it ain't a problem to
You do something to them and to you I'll bring the drama to
You do it for a day or so, we do it for a month or two

I do it for my partners, go make sure them ****** stuntin' too
We do it with them choppers, ain't no problem, where you runnin' to?
We do it for the block, that why ain't nobody stoppin' me
I do it for my pop and my cousins too, they watchin' me

I did it nonstop, now see how these rappers copy me?
I made it from the bottom to the top where I oughta be
Who do it did good and do it did fresh
No matter what I do you know I do it to death

Hey I'ma do it, you better do it, you better do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, cuz I'ma do it, cuz I'ma do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you better do it, you better do it

Now let me hear ya say big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Big things poppin' and little things stoppin'
Ball on these suckas, shawty losin?s not an option
Now do it

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Big Shit Poppin' - Lyrics - T.I. vs. T.I.P - T.I.

Title: Big Shit Poppin'
Album: T.I. vs. T.I.P
Artist: T.I.
Composer(s): Clifford Harris, Byron Thomas

Lyric:
Hey, hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you better do it, you better do it
Whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, cuz I'ma do it, cuz I'ma do it
Whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it

Hey, hey, hey, big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Ball on these niggas, bein' broke is not an option

Now do it, you better do it, you better do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, cuz I'ma do it, cuz I'ma do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you better do it, you better do it

Now let me hear ya say big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Ball on these niggas, bein' broke is not an option

Now do it to the maximum, take it while you askin' 'em
Don't listen to them suckers when they say you too irrational
I said I was "King" and them lames started laughin' and
Same suckers now want the King on a track with 'em

I composed several classicals, you know like "Top Back"
"Dope Boy", "Bring 'Em Out", and "What You Know About That"
Now they ask how I talk, what you know about that?
Dominated '06, now I'm goin' right back, do it

See me rain hell, I just showed you like that
Even Denzel say, "Damn, I ain't know it like that"
Nigga yeah, still Bankhead, you can tell
Ain't nothin' changed but the name on the mail

I still kick in doors with them thangs in the air
Up in Benihana's, see me slang in the chair
I will slang 'caine, no such thing as a jail
Say you need a hundred squares? It just came off the scale

Let's do it, you better do it, you better do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, cuz I'ma do it, cuz I'ma do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you better do it, you better do it

Now let me hear ya say big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Ball on these niggas, bein' broke is not an option

Now do it like a ball player, where you see me ball at?
Stacks tall as ball players, from the stage to the air
Whether in Miami, Cincinnati, or the Riverdale
Arizona, California, you make it rain anywhere

Pullin' out that pistol nigga, who you think you fin' to scare?
Twenty rounds of missiles'll have you pissin' in your underwear
I tote about 40 cal so you better tone it down
Or I suggest you just prepare yourself for when it goin' down

A-Town, West Side, clubs where you'll catch me
Right up at the top where Big Kuntry, Dro, and Mack be
Jackers lie, say they caught me slippin', how could that be?
I'm something like a stalker, I be e'rywhere the strap be

The trap be, jumpin' with them hundred dollar slabs
If I want it nigga, I could get a hundred on the tab
Sell 'em all, double down, nigga do the math
Think I won't pull up in something with 200 on the dash?

Yeah I do it, you better do it, you better do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, cuz I'ma do it, cuz I'ma do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you better do it, you better do it

Now let me hear ya say big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Ball on these niggas, bein' broke is not an option

Now I do it like I wanna do it, do that shit in front of you
Real nigga vision pimpin', I ain't seein' none of you
I do it for my nigga Phil's daughter and his mama too
I do it for my oldest sons and their grandmama too

Do it for my daughters and my youngest son's mama who
Go buy what she want because she know it ain't a problem to
You do something to them and to you I'll bring the drama to
You do it for a day or so, we do it for a month or two

I do it for my partners, go make sure them niggas stuntin' too
We do it with them choppers, ain't no problem, where you runnin' to?
We do it for the block, that why ain't nobody stoppin' me
I do it for my pop and my cousins too, they watchin' me

I did it nonstop, now see how these niggas copy me?
I made it from the bottom to the top where I oughta be
Who do it did good and do it did fresh
No matter what I do you know I do it to death

Hey I'ma do it, you better do it, you better do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, cuz I'ma do it, cuz I'ma do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you know we do it, you know we do it
Hey whatchu waitin' for?
Do it, you better do it, you better do it

Now let me hear ya say big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Big shit poppin' and little shit stoppin'
Ball on these niggas, bein' broke is not an option
Now do it

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Did You Do It? - Lyrics - Erotica - Madonna

Title: Did You Do It?
Album: Erotica
Artist: Madonna
Composer(s): Andre Levan Betts, Madonn

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Lyric:
Tick tick tock, mo is on the jock
I did her in the limo as we went around the block
Sucked the mole on her hip, licked the lipstick off her lip
She got real excited, yo she started to flip

She says, "Dre baby, dre baby oh"
I said, "Just relax, yo chill mo"
We made a right turn onto Central Park West
One hand gripped the car, the other on her breast

Did you do it? Ya know I did it
Did you do it? Ya know I did it
Did you do it? Ya know I did it
I let the seat recline and I hit it

Did you do it? I said I did it
Did you do it? I said I did it
Did you do it? I said I did it
But I backed out quick because I thought I split it

Waiting for you, just waiting
Waiting for you
Waiting for you, just waiting
Waiting for you

Uh, ho's in the front for the 1990's
Walkin' around showing off their hinies
Wigglin', they're jigglin', they're swingin' and flingin'
9-7-0 yo ho, your phone's ringin'

You get a call from your John, you meet him at the mot'
He's chillin' in a pamper and a fur coat
Your head starts spinnin', you drunk too much gin in
Your jaw starts grinnin', and this is the beginnin'
Of a night of an average ho

It ain't all about working on the streets no more
Here's another episode of dropping off a load
Peter was on the beater, I was about to explode
I couldn't hold back
(So whadja do?)
I took her to my place
(Yo, did she sit on your face?)

She was so good just like uh, Campbell's soup
I won't try to front so here's the rude scoop
I dipped it and I stripped it and I ripped it like before
I had her screamin', nope, no diddily, nope, no more
I can't stop once I get started
But yo, honey, uh, get them legs parted

Waiting for you, just waiting
Waiting for you
Waiting for you, just waiting
Waiting for you

Did you do it? Ya know I did it
Did you do it? Ya know I did it
Did you do it? Ya know I did it
I let the seat recline and I hit it

Did you do it? Yo know I did it
Did you do it? Yo know I did it
Did you do it? Yo know I did it
But I backed out quick because I thought I split it

Oh forgot
They come with the rough stuff, boy we hit it, split it, and forget it
In the same order as ya hear, boy I'm not frontin', me not front
Don't ask what, me tell ya the truth, you understand me eye?
The iron eye can get busy, you know what I'm saying?

Clean up me rifle, clean up me rifle
Clean up me rifle, me elephant rifle
Clean up me rifle, you clean up me rifle
Clean up me rifle, elephant rifle
[incomprehensible]

I flipped her from the top of my head, enough said
I'm the brother with the short short dreads
A couple different styles, a couple different 'fros
Just some that my souls about some girls I know
I gotta hit it hard because I go for the gusto
And I cover up the moans by turnin' up my stereo

Did you do it? Ya know I did it
Did you do it? Ya know I did it
Did you do it? Ya know I did it
I let the seat recline and I hit it

Did you do it? Yo, ya know I did it
Did you do it? [incomprehensible] I said I did it
Did you do it? Yo
I backed out quick because I thought I split it

You didn't do it, he didn't do it
I made her go

Waiting for you, just waiting
Waiting for you
Waiting for you, just waiting
Waiting for you
Waiting for you, just waiting
Waiting for you

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For You - Lyrics - Big Ones - Loverboy

Title: For You
Album: Big Ones
Artist: Loverboy
Composer(s): Mike Reno, Paul Dean, Kenny (Loney) Kaos

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Lyric:
You make believe that you don't know
You wear it well, you never let it show
Break into what you can bend
You push your luck to the bitter end

Try to run before you walk
You criticize but you can talk
Make believe I don't feel the pain
But here I am going through it again

Well, I heard enough, I can't take no more
You knock me down, down to the floor
Now make a choice is do or die
Commit to me and don't ask why

For you, do anything you want me to
For you, do it all over again
For you doing it all for you, baby
(Tired of waiting)

What's so hard about doing it right
Can it all come down without a fight
Wait for you to pull your share
But it looks to me like you just don't care

For you, do anything you want me to
For you, do it all over again
For you, doing it all for you, oh, you know
(Tired of waiting)

For you, I'll be anyone you want me to be
For you, I'll do anything you ask from me
For you doing it all, doing it all, doing it all, baby

Uh, try to run before you walk
And you criticize but baby, you can't talk
Make believe I don't feel the pain
But here we are going through it again

Well, I've had enough, I can't take no more
When you knock me down, down to the floor
Now make believe it's do or die
Commit to me and don't ask why

For you, I'll do anything you want me to
For you, do it all over again
For you, doing it all for you, yeah
(Tired of waiting)

For you, I'll be anyone you want me to be
For you, I'll do anything you ask for me
For you, anything for you, give it to me, baby
(Tired of waiting)

Baby, give it, give it
Giving it all, giving it all
All for you

Ooh yeah
Just watch me disappear now, baby
I'm leaving my bleeding heart at the door

For you, do anything you want me to do
For you, I'll do it all over again
For you, giving it all, I'm giving it all to you, oh yeah
(Tired of waiting)

For you, baby, oh
For you, little girl
Look out now, look out now
For you
Giving it all, I'm doing it all
Doing it all, doing it all for you
(Tired of waiting)

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Tenn Points - Lyrics - Cool Breeze

Title: Tenn Points
Artist: Cool Breeze
Composer(s): Premro Vonzellaire Smith, Patrick Brown, Raymon Ameer Murray, Frederick Bell, Rico Renard Wade

Lyric:
Hey playas, this is Peaches and we comin' up on the new millennium
Year 2K, and I'mma give you 3 points to keep you in the game
Point 1, call and meet, [unverified], pay ya debt
Point 2, don't hate the haters, they cloudin' your judgement
And 3, never let 'em know what you're thinkin'

Hey, I was introduced to fame by way of mouth
I was rappin' on this tape, and the rap was about
How for my folks, and for mine, I forever stay down
And represent this town, and for that, I'll be crowned

It's been known that my attitude'll reach it's peak, that's right
But never has it once stopped the way that I think
I know the speakers addin' bricks to the path you lay
And to be is to live everything you say

I read once that if you die, the people couldn't forget
That your eternal flame will forever stay lit
One day I'll leave this place and add another star to the sky
But all of my creations, they never would die

I told you dirty Jed Clampett tried to front me some weight
This time he pushed me in his house, and had it layed on the plate
He had stacks of it packed all down in these crates
Stampin' BDF, nothin' but that flake

See, the only way the Southcoast will ever become
We gotta all come together, and become as one
When they say, "What's your name?" we say, "Where you from?"
When they, "What you say?", we say, "Come get some!"

We make any click or crew, run and call the cops
Picallo said, "Play with the bomb, and y'all get knocked off top"
History is proven and will lead you right
The acts you commit will be recorded for life
(For life)

You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again

You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again

You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again

You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again

All this pain got me goin' through recovery
Withdrawal pains from my ghetto life and concrete streets
Get it how you live, I live hard, that's how I get it
Execute them punk niggas that ain't wit it

Straight thuggin', my face wrinkles, my mind sprinkles
Mounds livin' off the track, shinin' it like twinkle
Ride the beat, 160 like my white Impala
Hit that spray and leave them niggas for them dollas

I can't explain why, but Tangaray and [unverified]
Bring out the mothafuckin' dog in the real niggas
Do you remember rap used to be so fun shit?
Now niggas gettin' killed over who they run with

Run with me, and see if I give a fuck though
Wicked when I kick it, most expected to do dope flows
Underground, treasured by the ones who listen to it
Respected in the field by them soldiers who really do it

I'm on the front line, moral for the troops
Makin' niggas lace their boots, and hit they mark when they shoot
Lord, forgive me, but my people must defend their people
It's gonna take mass destruction just to see we all equal

Forty days and forty nights, we gon' fight and get wreckless
If I die, fresh play, and I will be resurrected
Eyes red as fire, flash the grill for the non-believers
And we gon' let the child lead us, let the child lead us

You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again

You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again

You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
You did it before, you'll do it again
...

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So Much For You - Lyrics - Headstrong - Ashley Tisdale

Title: So Much For You
Album: Headstrong
Artist: Ashley Tisdale
Composer(s): Lauren Christy, Scott Spock, Adam Longlands, Graham Edwards

Lyric:
If you got the time, I'll take it
If you got the vibe, we'll make it
I'll do that, I'll do that

If you wanna dance, let's move it
If you wanna play, let's play it
I'll do that, I'll do that

And I get on up and I get on down
And I play the fool when I act the clown
You know that I'd do anything for you

If you want the world, you got it
If you want the girl, you got it
I'll do that, baby, I'll do that
So much for you

If you want it all, you got it
Can you hear me call? You got it
I'll do that baby, I'll do that

So much for you
So much for you
So much for you

If you got the game, let's win it
If you got the mood, let's bring it
I'll do that, I'll do that

If you got the song, just sing it
If you sing it wrong, just swing it
I'll do that, I'll do that

And you get on up and you get on down
And you make me smile when I wanna frown
You know that I'd do anything for you
Shake it

If you want the world, you got it
If you want the girl, you got it
I'll do that, baby, I'll do that
So much for you

If you want it all, you got it
Can you hear me call? You got it
I'll do that, baby, I'll do that

So much for you
So much for you
So much for you

'Cause if you want it
You gotta have it, own it, feel it
And believe it, go achieve it
And if you know it

You've gotta shout it, scream it, yell it
Won't you show it?
Don't you blow it

If you want the world, you got it
If you want the girl, you got it
I'll do that, baby, I'll do that
So much for you

If you want it all, you got it
Can you hear me call? You got it
I'll do that, baby, I'll do that

So much for you
So much for you
So much for you
...

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40 - Do It To Me - Lyrics - E

Title: 40 - Do It To Me
Artist: E
Composer(s): Vernon Burch, Anthony Douglas Gilmour, Trevor Smith, Earl T Stevens

Lyric:
Charlie hust', busta bust', let's do it
He, he, he, he, flip mode, sic-wid-it
You know what's best for you, you better get widdit

I heard him talkin' but then he walkin', now tell me why
They never been incarcerated in a correctional facility
For doin' this kinda street chemistry
(Hell yeah)

I'm an original rapper, retrospected by plenty, hated by people
Me, 40, we took it back as street soldier
You got my back I got your shoulder
Peas and toes, tryin' to make it, it's all oh's

Impossible is a hit never get caught diggin' in my nose
Ex d-boy used to be a big time neighborhood rock star
Although I never owned a guitar
I, uh I'm lyrically inclined with my start stutter scrilla

Type delivery, 40 and busta rhymes, was drinkin'
And smockin' hickory, on the porch one time
When I came up with this line, I was perkin'
Off of some of that Carlos Rossi wine, what cha playa patnah got

Flows, like a Latina female orgasm
Hoes, be yellin' and screamin' causin' contractions at my
Shows, they take off they clothes and throw they pantyhose on stage
Any applicable age from dookie braids to Suki braids, deal widdit

Do it to me baby, do it to me
(Do it to me baby, do it to me baby)
Just do anything you want to do to me
(We go do it, do it, do it)

Do it to me baby, do it to me
(Do it to me baby, do it to me baby)
Just do anything you want to do to me
Just do anything you want to do to me
(We go do it, do it, do it)

Check it out yo, do it to me I'ma do it to you
Rubber you glue, bounce off of me I stick it on you
Weather whatever you could never ever measure my pleasure
Dig in my treasure, be making your lungs cave in together

Blow smoke out my face, pick up the pace
Speed up the race, never let a hot joint go to waste
My dogs will bark when your marksman trespass
You better use caution, your body parts might get auctioned

No need for you to keep stalkin', hell but what you talkin'
Have you dusted like a zombie lookin' straight Christopher walken
Shorty tried to call me and warn me and E-40
About these other corny rappers that ain't got nuttin' for me

You know they all blew it, time to move it
Blow the spot you knowin' how we do it, capitalize
Upgrade to gold now we platinum eyes
Keep my flavor holy sacred and pasteurized, what

Do it to me baby, do it to me
(Do it to me baby, do it to me baby)
Just do anything you want to do to me
(We go do it, do it, do it)

Do it to me baby, do it to me
(Do it to me baby, do it to me baby)
Just do anything you want to do to me
Just do anything you want to do to me
(We go do it, do it, do it)

We doin' this to blow through it till you suffocate, losin' your breath
Till you satisfied, you know we do it to death
Ay, you know we do it to keep you flippin', do it for whylin'
Doin' it for me to get my hustle on, do it for profilin'

Do it for the love affair because I'm lovin' it
When we clubbin' all you hear is the live DJ rubbin' it
Runnin' it all into the ground, doin' it for days
Do it for money, know I gotta keep my bills paid

My reals be pokin' and stickin' out like nipples
The felines, be lookin' at us like we some Popsicles
Busta rhyzimes and Charlie hustle or should I say fonzarelli
Poppin' they collars and workin' they star jelly

Up in the club, order the one, the party's just begun
Love, batches outnumber the fellas ten to one push come to
Shove, forgot my gun but it won't hurt fool
My music come up out the woodwork, beatch

Do it to me baby, do it to me
(Do it to me baby, do it to me baby)
Just do anything you want to do to me
(We go do it, do it, do it)

Do it to me baby, do it to me
(Do it to me baby, do it to me baby)
(We go do it, do it, do it)

Do it to me baby, do it to me
(Do it to me baby, do it to me baby)
Just do anything you want to do to me
(We go do it, do it, do it)

Do it to me baby, do it to me
(Do it to me baby, do it to me baby)
(We go do it, do it, do it)

Do it to me baby, do it to me
(Do it to me baby, do it to me baby)
Just do anything you want to do to me
(We go do it, do it, do it)

Do it to me baby, do it to me
(Do it to me baby, do it to me baby)
(We go do it, do it, do it)

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Make It Work For You - Lyrics - What the Game's Been Missing! - Juelz Santana

Title: Make It Work For You
Album: What the Game's Been Missing!
Artist: Juelz Santana
Composer(s): Marco Rodriguez Diaz, Dwayne Michael Carter, Jay W Jenkins, Bigram John Zayes, Matthew Del Giorno, Laron James

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Lyric:
Boy, let me show you how to make that crack
How to spend that money, how to make that back
Girl, let me show you how to hit that strip
How to get that grip, don't give back lip

Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you

Put the coke in the pots, whip it over the rocks
Ship it over the blocks, it's movin', movin'
I do the damn thang, I get a brick, shit
I don't let it sit quick, I move the damn thang

I can show you how to mix that shit
How to whip that shit, how to twist that wrist
I can show you how to get back more
And the shit that you get back is just as raw

Girl, I can show you how to hit that Ave
With that big fat ass and go get that cash
But you know you got to give back half
I'm somethin' like a pimp, now go, get that cash

Boy, I don't play when it comes to money
I guess that's why I'm okay when it comes to money
I got two coups a truck and one four door
I can pick up all my hoes and have a one four org

Boy, let me show you how to make that crack
How to spend that money, how to make that back
Girl, let me show you how to hit that strip
How to get that grip, don't give back lip

Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you

Copped ten, sold five then I hide three
Baking soda residue, I'm gone with the other two
Fuck a magic stick, Jeezy got a magic wrist
David Copperfield on the stove, all types of shit

Stack it up like Pringles all type of chips
AR-15, all type of clips
G.A., yeah, Atlanta
Dipset Harlem World call Santana

Hit Jim on the hip, Cam on the celly
We gon' call Ace, I get 'em for R.Kelly
That's seventeen a chicken, I know the birdman
140th and Lenix, I know the birdgang

Boy, let me show you how to make that crack
How to spend that money, how to make that back
Girl, let me show you how to hit that strip
How to get that grip, don't give back lip

Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you

Ugh, you can smell it through the wrapper
That's that shit nigga, sit it in a pamper
I still got two sittin' in the hamper
I let 'em sit and air out or else you on them dampers

My lil brother got piff on them campers
We call him The N.O Capo
New Orleans that's what we ride for
We got Cash Money on the table layin' underneath the flo'

Shit it's like I got a pan, how I heat the flo'
Aye, but I really got a pan when I hit the blo
Shit, aye, [Incomprehensible] this beat is so
Motherfuckin' G.I. Joe and the hydro

Got me high, I can't see where I go
When the rap stop movin' you just follow the coke
When your bitch start choosin,' she won't ride wit a pro
I'ma have that hoe swallowin' coke, Birdman Jr

Boy, let me show you how to make that crack
How to spend that money, how to make that back
Girl, let me show you how to hit that strip
How to get that grip, don't give back lip

Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you
Go head, do what you do, make it work for you

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Do It For Love - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: Do It For Love
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Paul Pesco, Daryl Hall, John Oates, Billy Mann

Lyric:
I would fly ten thousand miles
Through the pouring rain
Just to see your face

I'd bare my soul to a total stranger
Just to say your name
And I'm not ashamed

Just to love you into every morning
I would change my name
And run away

I won't do it for money
I won't do it for pride
I won't do it to please somebody else
If it don't feel right

But I'll do it for you
And at least I'll try
I don't need any other reason
Than I feel it deep inside

I'll do it for love
I'll do it for love
(What I do for love)

I would write your name across the sky
So, the world could see
What you mean to me

I'd sing songs at the top of my voice
In an empty room
Just to dance with you

And to love you into every morning
I'll leave the world behind
And I'll slow down time

I won't do it for money, do it for money
I won't do it for pride, I won't do it for pride
I won't do it to please somebody else
If it don't feel right

But I'll do it for you
And at least I'll try
I don't need any other reason
Than I feel it deep inside

I'll do it for love
I'll do it for love

What I do for love can take us anywhere at all
Anywhere, anywhere

I won't do it for money, no
I won't do it for pride, do it for pride
I won't do it to please somebody else
If it don't feel right

But I'll do it for you
And at least I'll try
I don't need any other reason
Than I feel it deep inside

I'll do it for love
I'll do it for love

(What I do for love)
Than I feel it deep inside
(What I do for love)
I'll do it, baby
(What I do for love)

I won't do it for money
(What I do for love)
I won't do it for pride
I won't do it to please somebody
(What I do for love)
If it don't feel right

But I'll do it for you
And at least I'll try
(What I do for love)

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Do You - Lyrics - Dmx

Title: Do You
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): George Brown, Donald Boyce, Irving Lorenzo, Claydes Smith, Robert Bell, Ronald Bell, Robert Mickens, Earl Simmons, Dennis Thomas, Richard Westfeild, Larry Ogletree

Lyric:
That 'T' would help though here we go again
Yeah, check it out, y'all, check it out, check it out
Check it out y'all, check it out y'all
Straight Y.O. motherfuckers

Now days cats and middleman, little man, ain't controlling shit
Talk about holding bricks but ain't holding dick
Niggas talk real slick but that's about it
Soon as I see 'em headed my way, I cut them off quick

Must you beat me in my head every time I come through?
It's shit like, everybody tells me I sound just like you
But you got me, got me? And you can't live without me
If I wasn't DMX, you wouldn't give a fuck about me

Ain't about 'Dog I wanna be just like you'
How about you wanting to be just like you?
You can do what I do, just in your own way
Shit, I get niggas that ride big every fuckin' day
(I-ight?)

If you got talent, talent is yours, it can't be mine
And it take you where it's gon' take you, it'll be fine
Let me hit 'em with the rewind, do you and I'll do me
To me you'll see how real you'll be

Do you, 'cuz what it boils down to it's true
Do you, 'cuz you are held accountable for you
Do you, is that really what you want me to see?
Do you, 'cuz I'ma do me, truly

Do you, 'cuz what it boils down to it's true
Do you, 'cuz you are held accountable for you
Do you, is that really what you want me to see?
Do you, 'cuz I'ma do me, truly

Hey yo dog, I got lyrics, hey yo dog, I got beats
(Word)
Damn, is this the type of shit, I gots to put up with in the streets?
Used to be able to walk, not have to talk to nobody
Everywhere I go it's like I bring the whole party

It ain't about tryin' to follow or tryin' to be like
But if we all see it through the eyes of the Lord, we see a light
(C'mon)
Just let me get a hold of the mic, I'll teach you a little something
Now the good things that go wrong because of a little frontin'

Express yourselves, be who you are, umm umm, you're a shining star
You don't even know what you got inside
How the fuck you gon' find out? You keep wanting to ride

Hey yo, I ain't gon' let it slide no more
You're best to go for what you know
Can't do you, then what you flow for
You ain't gon' get there tryin' to be me, dog
Look through your eyes, see what you see

Do you, 'cuz what it boils down to it's true
Do you, 'cuz you are held accountable for you
Do you, is that really what you want me to see?
Do you, 'cuz I'ma do me, truly

Do you, 'cuz what it boils down to it's true
Do you, 'cuz you are held accountable for you
Do you, is that really what you want me to see?
Do you, 'cuz I'ma do me, truly

Like fuck it, you wanna be me? Here's what you do
Grow up neglected by both parents and still pull through
You gots to come up fucked up, get treated like shit
Then have your mother's new boyfriend smack you like a bitch
Turn into a killer, don't carry shottie

'Cuz the way it's goin' down right now, you gon' kill somebody
Get a dog, walk the streets, learn what you need to learn
Better have a cause but because you'll get burned
You got 15 years without ever coming out

And beat your fist at the world and what they talkin' about
Then get locked up every two years
For two years keep it real, hold back all tears, face your fears

Become a man before your time, rap but live out your rhymes
Let 'em know what's on your mind, then you'll get your shine
In time, everything you hear will come true
But you won't be doin' me, you'll be doin' you

Do you, 'cuz what it boils down to it's true
Do you, 'cuz you are held accountable for you
Do you, is that really what you want me to see?
Do you, 'cuz I'ma do me, truly

Do you, 'cuz what it boils down to it's true
Do you, 'cuz you are held accountable for you
Do you, is that really what you want me to see?
Do you, 'cuz I'ma do me, truly

Do you, 'cuz what it boils down to it's true
Do you, 'cuz you are held accountable for you
Do you, is that really what you want me to see?
Do you, 'cuz I'ma do me, truly
...

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Bad Boys (Theme From 'Cops') - Lyrics - Inner Circle

Title: Bad Boys (Theme From 'Cops')
Artist: Inner Circle
Composer(s): Ian Lewis

Lyric:
Bad boys, whatcha want
Watcha want, whatcha gonna do?
When sheriff John Brown come for you
Tell me whatcha wanna do, whatcha gonna do?

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

When you were eight and you had bad traits
You go to school and learn the golden rule
So why are you acting like a bloody fool?
If you get hot, you must get cool

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

You chuck it on that one
You chuck it on this one
You chuck it on your mother
And you chuck it on your father

You chuck it on your brother
And you chuck it on your sister
You chuck it on that one
And you chuck it on me

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

Nobody now give you no break
Police now give you no break
Not soldier man give you no break
Not even you idren now give you no breaks

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

Why did you have to act so mean?
Don't you know you're human being?
Born of a mother with the love of a father
Reflections come and reflections go
I know sometimes you wanna let go
I know sometimes you want to let go

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

You're too bad, you're too rude
You're too bad, you're too rude

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

You chuck it on that one
You chuck it on this one
You chuck it on your mother
And you chuck it on your father

You chuck it on your brother
And you chuck it on your sister
You chuck it on that one
And you chuck it on me

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?

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Do It Well - Lyrics - Brave - Jennifer Lopez

Title: Do It Well
Album: Brave
Artist: Jennifer Lopez
Composer(s): Leonard Caston, Frank Edward Wilson, Ryan Tedder, Anita Poree

Lyric:
Do it, do it
You do it, do it
You're doin' it well

Here's the thing
I was mindin' my own business, doin' what I do
I wasn't tryna look for anythin'
All of a sudden couldn't take my eyes off you

I didn't even know if you could tell
That you had me in a daze sayin' what the hell
Here's my name, number, baby, just hit my cell
Lovin' everything you do 'cause you do it well
Don't know what you got me thinkin'

You ain't even tryna play me, boy
'Cause you're so good and you're so fine
Got me sayin' crazy things, listen

I ain't ever met a man like that
I ain't ever fell so far, so fast
You can turn me on, throw me off track
Boy you do it, do it, you do it, do it
You're doin' it well

I ain't ever met a man like that
I ain't ever fell so far, so fast
You can turn me on, throw me off track
Boy, you do it, do it, you do it, do it
You're doin' it well

Let me tell you how it's gonna go
You and me gonna need a little privacy
I don't wanna do the dance, no do-si-do
I need a one woman man seven days a week

Quit tryna play it cool, boy, make your move
I told you how it is, nothin' to lose
You been starin' over here all night for free
And I ain't takin' no cash or credit, just a guarantee
There ain't nobody else for me, boy

You ain't even tryna play me, boy
'Cause you're so good and you're so fine
Got me sayin' crazy things, listen

I ain't ever met a man like that
I ain't ever fell so far, so fast
You can turn me on, throw me off track
Boy, you do it, do it, you do it, do it
You're doin' it well

I ain't ever met a man like that
I ain't ever fell so far, so fast
You can turn me on, throw me off track
Boy, you do it, do it, you do it, do it
You're doin' it well

Baby, no need for false pretenses
Think you just shocked me to my senses
Everything that you do feels right
Do it, do it, do it, do it all night

No need for false pretenses
Just shocked me to my senses
Everything that you do feels right
Do it, do it, do it, do it all night

I ain't ever met a man like that
I ain't ever fell so far, so fast
You can turn me on, throw me off track
'Cause you do it, do it, you do it, do it
You're doin' it well

I ain't ever met a man like that
I ain't ever fell so far, so fast
You can turn me on, throw me off track
Boy, you do it, do it, you do it, do it
You're doin' it well

I ain't ever met a man like that
I ain't ever fell so far, so fast
You can turn me on, throw me off track
Boy, you do it, do it, you do it, do it
You're doin' it well

I ain't ever met a man like that
I ain't ever fell so far, so fast
You can turn me on, throw me off track
Boy, you do it, do it, you do it, do it
You're doin' it well

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Bring It Back - Lyrics - Jibbs Feat Jibbs - Jibbs

Title: Bring It Back
Album: Jibbs Feat Jibbs
Artist: Jibbs
Composer(s): Jovan Camaran Campbell, Jamal F. Jones

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, gone bring it back, girl
Yeah, yeah, it?s known for a fact, girl
Just get it on the floor and do what you do
Just get it on the floor and do what you do, girl

Yeah, yeah, gone bring it back, girl
Yeah, yeah, it?s known for a fact, girl
Beat you can't do it like that, I ain't moving like that
'Cause the track will break you break you back girl

What you came here for if you ain't planning to move
Let's get it popping you ain't got nothing to lose
Just get it on the floor and do what you do
Let?s get it on the floor and do what you do

Now I think it's just time for you to move
It's time for you to hit a home run like a bat girl
Gone give it a test 'cause you could do it the best
Just be like Mitchell and Ness, and throw it back, girl

Get wit it have ball and hit with it, trying to get with the crew
Just thought that I?d mention it
Cause I been with it in fact I?m a throw a hit with it
Tried to blow ma mind when she turned around and spent with it

So we could take it on back to the floor ma
If you ain't dancing than you looking at the door ma
And she'll fall if she do a little more ma
Next thing she saw was the Lamborghini doors ha

Don?t get it twisted I ain't saying you could leave boo
Gone bring it back and you could show me what that thing do
Don?t get it twisted I ain't saying you could leave boo
Put it in reverse, [Incomprehensible]

Yeah, yeah, gone bring it back, girl
Yeah, yeah, it?s known for a fact, girl
Just get it on the floor and do what you do
Just get it on the floor and do what you do

Yeah, yeah, gone bring it back, girl
Yeah, yeah, it?s known for a fact, girl
Let?s get it on the floor and do what you do
Lets get it on the floor and do what you do

I'm 'bout to start of shopping, you know them tags we popping
Only the freshest I?m rocking, I?m grabbing new fits
It kind of hard to fall but it?s so easy to ball
When I be hitting the mall to grab a new chick

Steady going telling 'bout the party I?m throwing
I'm already knowing that she feeling the way that I'm flowing
Take the girl from her and I?m a bring her out the Lew
Letting her see the palm trees, showing her how Cali do

From burning one to doing the bounce then we hitting the crunk
As soon as we open them and any doors the party gone jump
As soon as we turn up the music the speakers go bump
And any body sitting down we gone tell ?em get up

Now I think it's just time for you to move
It's time for you to hit a home run like a bat girl
I know you heard this before but I'm a tell you some more
So listen carefully while I put it in fast forward

Yeah, yeah, gone bring it back, girl
Yeah, yeah, it?s known for a fact, girl
Just get it on the floor and do what you do
Just get it on the floor and do what you do

Yeah, yeah, gone bring it back, girl
Yeah, yeah, it?s known for a fact, girl
Bet you can't do it like that, I ain't moving like that
'Cause the track will break a back girl

What you came here for if you ain't planning to move
Let's get it popping you got nothing to lose
Just get it on the floor and do what you do
Let's get it on the floor and do what you do

What you came here for if you ain't planning to move
Let's get it popping you got nothing to lose
Let?s get it on the floor and do what you do
Let?s get it on the floor and do what you do

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Duet - Lyrics - Behind The Front - Black Eyed Peas

Title: Duet
Album: Behind The Front
Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Composer(s): Stefan Kendal Gordy, Kevin Paul Feyen, Will Adams, Brian Scott Lapin, Allan Apll Pineda

Lyric:
Hurry up a bit
Yeah, yeah

I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?
I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?

I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?
I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?

Check this out right here son, we about to move to make you feel some
A lot of positive vibrations to build from
'Cause all I wanna do is lose some and win some
Have a little of prosperity and then some
Livin my life handsome, has always been a dream but

Now it's time to really achieve by all means, bust it
I keep my shit, plus thirty in between
When an arm reach out to grab the supreme
'Cause I won't stop, and AP won't stop
And Tab won't stop until we reach the top

That means we won't quit, so we stay thick so you can enjoy it
I know you like the way it's goin' down, honey honey
I know you like the milky-mellow sound, honey honey
Doin' this ain't all about money, money
I know you like the way I sound, right right

I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?
I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?

I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?
I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?

As I enter the room I absorb the mood
Positive vibe supplied by a positive crew
And negativity exist and you must acknowledge
You can be intelligent and never go to college
'Cause the way we live in society
It ain't really the way that it's supposed to be

And don't get close to me if you're contaminated
Take a picture of your soul and get it laminated
Put them in your wallet next to your money
Money represents your whole and soul represents your honey
Ain't got honey then you ain't got bees

And if you ain't got no money I'ma still MC
Then empty L O V E all over the track
Once you R E D then you never go back
'Til the end of studio with the Peas as black
With Adam, Taboo and Alligator APL De AP

I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?
I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?

I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?
I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?

Yeah, I wanna travel the world and stop on every city
Rejuvenate your burnt out sea put down your Philly for a sec
Close your eyes and don't fret
Listen to the audible sounds and just let
Your soul feel the free feelin'

Reprovide you with the ride, free fallin'
To make your heart beat, skip, hipnotize you and
APL take you on a trip where your mind's at ease
Forget ballin 'cause I won't quit and Will won't quit
And Tab won't quit so you can enjoy it

That means we won't stop and I won't stop until we reach the top
I'd rather be ready for the future
Do it for yourself 'cause no one else will suit ya
I juxtapose for mine to maintain and segregate myself from evil and pain

I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?
I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?

I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?
I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?

I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?
I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?

I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?
I like the way you do it when you do it
When you doin', what you doin'?

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Money - Lyrics - HIStory: Past, Present And Future, Book 1 - Michael Jackson

Title: Money
Album: HIStory: Past, Present And Future, Book 1
Artist: Michael Jackson
Composer(s): Clark Kent, Leon Huff, Kenneth Gamble, Tiffany Lane, Anthony Jackson

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Lyric:
Money
Money

Lie for it
Spy for it
Kill for it
Die for it

So you call it trust
But I say it's just
In the devil's game
Of greed and lust

They don't care
They'd do me for the money
They don't care
They use me for the money

So you go to church
Read the Holy Word
In the scheme of life
It's all absurd

They don't care
They'd kill for the money
Do or dare
The thrill for the money

You're saluting the flag
Your country trusts you
Now you're wearing a badge
You're called the 'Just few'

And you're fighting the wars
A soldier must do
I'll never betray or deceive
You my friend but

If you show me the cash
Then I will take it
If you tell me to cry
Then I will fake it
If you give me a hand
Then I will shake it
You do anything for money

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Insurance?
Where do your loyalties lie?
Is that your alibi?
I don't think so

You don't care
You do it for the money
Say it's fair
You sue her for the money

Want your pot of gold
Need the Midas touch
Bet you sell your soul
'Cause your God is such

You don't care
You kill for the money
Do or dare
The thrill for the money

Are you infected with the same disease
Of lust, gluttony and greed? then watch the one's
With the biggest smiles, the idle jabbers
'Cause they're the backstabbers

If you know it's a lie
Then you will swear it
If you give it with guilt
Then you will bear it
If it's taking a chance
Then you will dare it
You do anything for money

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

You say you wouldn't do it
For all the money in the world
I don't think so

If you show me the man
Then I will sell him
If you ask me to lie
Then I will tell him
If you're stealing with God
Then you will hell him
You do anything for money

Anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

Anything, anything
Anything for money
Would lie for you
Would die for you
Even sell my soul to the devil

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