Get At Ya - Lyrics - Chris Brown

Title: Get At Ya
Artist: Chris Brown
Composer(s): Luke Boyd, Chris Brown, James Fauntleroy, Rob Knox, Harvey Jay Mason, Steven L Russell, Robin Tadross, Damon E Thomas

Lyric:
Where you going? Slow it
Don't act like you don?t see me
I'm glowing, show me
What you look like in the morning
Tone it on it, floating on 25?s
I wouldn't be fly if I threw some D's on it

When I step to the floor I'm fresh, low key
When I step through the door all eyes on me
Wanna be a star, get on TV
It's ?bout to jump off in my car so come with me

Hey girl I love what you do
The way ya making it move
I'm tryna give it to you
Said girl tryna get at ya, tryna get at ya

You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya
I want ya girl, you feel me girl
I'm on ya, said girl tryna get at ya, tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya

Girl I?m slowly approaching
Dodging those misdemeanors
They on it, want it
I know they waiting on me to run it, run it
You gotta show me
If you with it be a bad girl

When I step to the floor I'm fresh, low key
When I step through the door all eyes on me
Wanna be a star, get on TV
It's ?bout to jump off in my car so come with me

Hey girl I love what you do
The way ya making it move
I'm tryna give it to you
Said girl tryna get at ya, tryna get at ya

You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya
I want ya girl, you feel me girl
I'm on ya, said girl tryna get at ya, tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya

700 horsepower, speakers beating down the block
Girls stop, automatic static, better call the cops
Bad chick, looking like she finna let me grab it
I'ma have to snatch it but I'm tryna get at ya

200 miles per hour, speakers beating down the block
Girls stop, automatic static, better call the cops
Bad chick, looking like she finna let me grab it
I'ma have to snatch it but I'm tryna get at ya

Hey girl I love what you do
The way ya making it move
I'm tryna give it to you
Said girl tryna get at ya, tryna get at ya

You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya
I want ya girl, you feel me girl
I'm on ya, said girl tryna get at ya, tryna get at ya
You see me sitting on chrome
And I'm tryna get at ya

Tryna get at you, do you feel me girl?
Tryna get at you, do you feel me girl?
Tryna get at you, do you feel me girl?
Do you feel me girl? Do you feel me girl?
Do you feel me girl? Do you feel me girl?

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Too Friendly - Lyrics - Marc Nelson

Title: Too Friendly
Artist: Marc Nelson
Composer(s): Kandi Burruss, Chris Liggio

Lyric:
Hey love, whatcha say to your crew?
Can you come and let me see what you gonna do?
Can I do the thing what I do to you?
But I let 'em know that isn't cool

(Hey love)
Hey love, you got 'em all outta pocket
You make me wanna think about pluggin' up the socket
You won't believe all the things they say
Especially when you're gone away

Baby, they keep on tellin' me that
They want me to come over and hit it from the back
Betcha didn't know that your girl was like that
Straight up do your man right behind your back stack

They keep on playin' me close
Talk about when I plan on letting you go
You need to your girlfriends that's for sure
Let 'em know, let 'em know, I ain't jokin' around

Hey baby, you must be tellin' your friends
About me
'Cause they keep tryin' to get at me
Just a little bit too friendly

Hey baby, you must be tellin' your friends
About me
'Cause they keep tryin' to get at me
Just a little bit too friendly

Hey love, they're comin' at me crazy
Your best friend told me that she wanna have my baby
But I let her know now that's okay
'Cause you're the only one for me

(Hey love)
Hey love, tell me what you said
She keeps tryin' to do me like she want me real bad
Tryin' so hard to get in my bed
I guess she wants to nod her head

They keep on tellin' me that
They want me to come over a hit it from the back
Betcha didn't know you're girl was like that
Straight up do your man right behind your back

They keep on playin' me close
Talk about when I plannin' on letting you go
You need to check your girlfriends, that's for sure
Let 'em know, let 'em know, I ain't jokin' around

Hey baby, you must be tellin' your friends
About me
'Cause they keep tryin' to get at me
Just a little bit too friendly

Hey baby, you must be tellin' your friends
About me
'Cause they keep tryin' to get at me
Just a little bit too friendly

Hey baby, you must be tellin' your friends
About me
'Cause they keep tryin' to get at me
Just a little bit too friendly

Hey baby, you must be tellin' your friends
About me
'Cause they keep tryin' to get at me
Just a little bit too friendly

Why your girlfriends always comin' around me?
They're gettin' too close, much too friendly
Why your girlfriends always comin' around me?
They a little too close, too friendly

Hey baby, you must be tellin' your friends
About me
'Cause they keep tryin' to get at me
Just a little bit too friendly

Hey baby, you must be tellin' your friends
About me
'Cause they keep tryin' to get at me
Just a little bit too friendly

Hey baby, you must be tellin' your friends
About me
'Cause they keep tryin' to get at me
Just a little bit too friendly

Hey baby, you must be tellin' your friends
About me
'Cause they keep tryin' to get at me
Just a little bit too friendly
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Get At Me - Lyrics - Infamy - Mobb Deep

Title: Get At Me
Album: Infamy
Artist: Mobb Deep
Composer(s): Kejuan Muchita, Alan Maman, Albert Johnson

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Lyric:
I saw him, I saw him, there he is right over there
Over there, I see him, okay, I got a message for you
Infamous, you tell that son of a bitch
He's made a big mistake and you tell him personally
From me and stay outta here

Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about
Real loaded, in the flesh
An' we know where we aimin'
Check me out

Yo, you'se a baby boy rapper, breast-fed nigga
I'm a quiet murderer, in front the feds type nigga
Do my dirt quicker from my early days swifter
With the gat, I'm like [Incomprehensible] paintin' that picture

Listen to the word, take it as a jewel
If I'm fuckin' your 'burb, just maintain cool
'Cause I won't take a L
Whether in your crib or the outside world
'Cause the pound clap well, like fan mail

Choose to ignore me? The warnin' that I gave 'em
Get at me, you an' what army?
The fashion-ass niggas, you hang with
Have a plate of grave shift, man
Down nigga, it's the same shit

Niggas like kids an' I don't play with 'em
Go get your father, nigga, the smart decision
An' I'm pickin' niggas off with the sharp precision
Niggas need to see the wis'
Because they heart is missin'

Get at me, niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
Get at me, niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be

Get at me, niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
Get at me, niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be

Yeah, nigga, what's beef? Shotties an' macks
Little two shots, four pounds an' techs, arms an' chest
Bag your strength, nigga, them bombs an' fists
Knives an' forks, ain't no time to think, it's on

Just move on them niggas with excessive force
An' don't stop 'til them niggas don't move no more
Broken hands, knuckles an' gun handles
Dunn got his gunshot wounds through his mantle

Informers tell when snitches snitch
Fuck them, buck more shots, get out that bitch
Cribs is found, careful when the kids is out
Torch your house, stalk your kin, bitches an' friends

It get deeper than deep, dirty an' foul
Fuck liquor, for my nigga, we gon' pour some blood out
It's fucked up how it goes down
Innocent people blown down
My niggas is here, brace yourself

Get at me, niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
Get at me, niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be

Get at me, niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be
Get at me, niggas wanna clap me
Snitches wanna rap me
Put it right where they back be

Now we all get to know what it's like
When some asshole's gonna step out of the dark
And blow your head off
I want you to know what it's like to live that way

First of all, we the one an' only, infamous
It's a dirty job but somebody's gotta do it
First of all, we the one and only
'Til the name wear out

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Leader - Lyrics - Purge - Bif Naked

Title: Leader
Album: Purge
Artist: Bif Naked
Composer(s): Doug Mccarvell, Beth Nicole Hopkins

Lyric:
Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
I'm no leader

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
Don't wanna be your leader

What's wrong with you?
I wash the dishes
Walk to the post office
I get some juice in my mouth

I spit it out
I spit it out
I spit it out
I spit it all over my clean shirt
It says "Vail"

Well, I'm not yours or anyone's
I don't even own myself
I know you always watch me
I just wanna be by myself

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
I'm no leader

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
Don't wanna be your leader

You don't know me
So don't touch me
I'm not here to validate your behavior

You need to stop
You need to stop
You need to stop talking so fast

I'm not interested
In anything you have to say
I wish you would
Crawl back up to the bar

Tell it to your drink
Tell it to your drink
Tell her who you are

Don't tell me
Don't talk to me
I want you to shut your mouth

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
I'm no leader

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
Don't wanna be your leader

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
I'm no leader

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
Don't wanna be your leader

I cannot be your leader
I cannot be your leader

Stop lookin' at me
Stop lookin' at me
Stop lookin' at me
Stop lookin' at me

I brush my teeth
Stop looking at me
I park my car
Stop looking at me

Get on the train
Stop looking at me
I turn around
You stop looking at me

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
I'm no leader

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
Don't wanna be your leader

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
I'm no leader

Get offa me
Away from me
Got me outa here
Let go of me
Don't bother me
Don't wanna be your leader

Don't wanna be your leader
Don't wanna be your leader
Don't wanna be your leader
...

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Parking Lot - Lyrics - Complicated - Nivea

Title: Parking Lot
Album: Complicated
Artist: Nivea
Composer(s): Bryan Michael Paul Cox, Johnata M Austin, Jermaine Dupri

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Lyric:
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(let me see ya)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(everybody)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(let me see ya)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(everybody)

Home with no where to go, I'm not gonna be alone
Callin' you on your phone, three to four times in a row
And I ain't gone quit until I finally get you to pick up the line

And you wanna know what I want? Well, it's 11 O'clock
Right on the dot and I had this feelin' I had to see
My shawdae, to see my homie, but it's got to be with the quickness
[Incomprehensible] Are you with this? I'm tellin' you

I need to see you now, can you get out?
I'm 'bout to leave the house so
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot)
For it get too late, I can't wait
It's just around my way so
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot)

Just over the hill, at the light, take a right
Hang a left, don't have a strike
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot, yeah)
So what you waitin' for?
Hit the door, put the pedal to the floor
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot)

I'm at the drive through, right beside you, ready to take your order
Take you right here in the parking lot, I'mma make sure
It's hot for you like you like it, good for you like you like it
Taste it right here in the parking lot

And I got to stop, 'cause we in the drop
But I just got to, can't let you go,[Incomprehensible]
And I can't help it, I'm gon'
Meet you here tomorrow night, I'm telling you

I need to see you now, can you get out?
I'm 'bout to leave the house so
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot)
For it get too late, I can't wait
It's just around my way so
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot)

Just over the hill, at the light, take a right
Hang a left, don't have a strike
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot, yeah)
So what you waitin' for?
Hit the door, put the pedal to the floor
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot)

Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(let me see ya)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(everybody)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(let me see ya)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(everybody)

Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(let me see ya)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(everybody)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(let me see ya)
Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get
(everybody)

I need to see you now, can you get out?
I'm 'bout to leave the house so
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot)
For it get too late, I can't wait
It's just around my way so
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot)

Just over the hill, at the light, take a right
Hang a left, don't have a strike
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot, yeah)
So what you waitin' for?
Hit the door, put the pedal to the floor
(Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot)

Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot
Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot
Meet me at the McDonald's parkin' lot

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Get At Me Dog (Bad Boy Remix) - Lyrics - Dmx

Title: Get At Me Dog (Bad Boy Remix)
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): D Styles, Sam Taylor, S Jacobs, Earl Simmons, Anthony Fields, J Phillips, Damon Blackmon

Lyric:
Yeah, I'm right here dog
Where my dogs at?
We right here dog
Where my dogs at?
I'm right here dog

What must I go through to show you shit is real?
And I ain't really never gave a fuck how niggaz feel
Rob then I steal, not 'cause I want to, 'cause I have to
Well don't make me show you with the Magnum
If you don't know by now then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit thats got me jackin', niggaz flippin'
I got my man and them stay pretty like I'ma stay shitty
Crimey, it's all for the money, is you wit me?

Hit the bitches, went out I could make the crime
And when it's on we transform like optimus prime
I'll form the head, roll out, let's make it happen
If we ain't gonna get it wit them, we'll take the cap down
Bust it off, gust it off on the softest niggaz
Money with the biggest mouth, yo let's off this nigga
A novice nigga, never made a sound
Breath too fuckin' hard like you gettin' bust down

Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog

Rrrrrr arf arf
What the deal?

Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog

Yeah, rrrrr arf arf
What the deal?

Nowadays, don't get to good for certain niggaz, I'm hurtin niggaz
What you doin'? Robbin' niggaz, jerkin' niggaz, stickin' niggaz
'Cause they deserve it, with money got murdered
They know we died slow if they heard it
The nigga there blew up the spot a while
And the mother fucker ain't got shot in a while
And the stacks will light up, will fuck the night up
Blow everything in sight up, fuck around and I'll have your ass right up

What makes you think you wasn't able to stand?
I got shit that'll disable a man with the wave of a hand
The days are longer and it seems like I'm wastin' time
I've got a lot of dreams but I'm not really chasin' mine
I suck it all up like a sicka fly
'Cause nowadays gettin' by, catchin'
An occasional meal and gettin' high
I live to die, that's where I'm headed
Let your man hold somethin', now it's all about you can get it

Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog

Rrrrrr arf arf
What the deal?

Well in the back wit ya faggot ass face down
Lucky that you breathin' but you dead from the waste down
The fuck is on your mind talkin' that shit that you be talkin'
And I bet you wish you never got hit, 'cause you be walkin'
But shit happens and fuck it, you would of did ya dirt
Niggaz is wonderin' how the fuck you hid your skirt
Right under they eyes like a surprise to the guys
Just one of their man's was a bitch in disguise

I'm fuckin' with cats and order heads and slaughter more kids
Let me hollar at y'all that wanna borrow the raw shit
Knahmean? I'm just robbin' to eat
And there's at least a thousand of us like me mobbin' the street
When we starve then we eat whatever's there
Come on you know, the code in the street, whatever's fair
Blood stains and chalk, means your man couldn't walk
After the talk, about him knockin'
On eleven thirty three of New York

Transformin' us niggaz so get it quick
You know for real that nigga can't fuckin' suck my dick
And it's gon' take all these niggaz in the rap game
To barely move me, 'cause when I blow shit up
I have niggaz fallin' like white bitches in a scary movie
Argh! You know I don't know how to act
Get too close to niggaz, it's like "Protected by Viper, stand back"
What's that? I thought you niggaz was killas, demented
Fuck y'all what me with this coward, finish him, lets end it

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Get At Me Dog - Lyrics - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot - Dmx

Title: Get At Me Dog
Album: It's Dark And Hell Is Hot
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): D Styles, Sam Taylor, S Jacobs, Earl Simmons, Anthony Fields, J Phillips, Damon Blackmon

Lyric:
Yeah, I'm right here dog
Where my dogs at?
We right here dog
Where my dogs at?
I'm right here dog

What must I go through to show you shit is real?
And I ain't really never gave a fuck how niggaz feel
Rob then I steal, not 'cause I want to, 'cause I have to
Well don't make me show you with the Magnum
If you don't know by now then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit thats got me jackin', niggaz flippin'
I got my man and them stay pretty like I'ma stay shitty
Crimey, it's all for the money, is you wit me?

Hit the bitches, went out I could make the crime
And when it's on we transform like optimus prime
I'll form the head, roll out, let's make it happen
If we ain't gonna get it wit them, we'll take the cap down
Bust it off, gust it off on the softest niggaz
Money with the biggest mouth, yo let's off this nigga
A novice nigga, never made a sound
Breath too fuckin' hard like you gettin' bust down

Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog

Rrrrrr arf arf
What the deal?

Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog

Yeah, rrrrr arf arf
What the deal?

Nowadays, don't get to good for certain niggaz, I'm hurtin niggaz
What you doin'? Robbin' niggaz, jerkin' niggaz, stickin' niggaz
'Cause they deserve it, with money got murdered
They know we died slow if they heard it
The nigga there blew up the spot a while
And the mother fucker ain't got shot in a while
And the stacks will light up, will fuck the night up
Blow everything in sight up, fuck around and I'll have your ass right up

What makes you think you wasn't able to stand?
I got shit that'll disable a man with the wave of a hand
The days are longer and it seems like I'm wastin' time
I've got a lot of dreams but I'm not really chasin' mine
I suck it all up like a sicka fly
'Cause nowadays gettin' by, catchin'
An occasional meal and gettin' high
I live to die, that's where I'm headed
Let your man hold somethin', now it's all about you can get it

Ya niggaz wanna be killers?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz wanna feel us?
Get at me dog
Ya niggaz want the bread?
Get at me dog

Rrrrrr arf arf
What the deal?

Well in the back wit ya faggot ass face down
Lucky that you breathin' but you dead from the waste down
The fuck is on your mind talkin' that shit that you be talkin'
And I bet you wish you never got hit, 'cause you be walkin'
But shit happens and fuck it, you would of did ya dirt
Niggaz is wonderin' how the fuck you hid your skirt
Right under they eyes like a surprise to the guys
Just one of their man's was a bitch in disguise

I'm fuckin' with cats and order heads and slaughter more kids
Let me hollar at y'all that wanna borrow the raw shit
Knahmean? I'm just robbin' to eat
And there's at least a thousand of us like me mobbin' the street
When we starve then we eat whatever's there
Come on you know, the code in the street, whatever's fair
Blood stains and chalk, means your man couldn't walk
After the talk, about him knockin'
On eleven thirty three of New York

Transformin' us niggaz so get it quick
You know for real that nigga can't fuckin' suck my dick
And it's gon' take all these niggaz in the rap game
To barely move me, 'cause when I blow shit up
I have niggaz fallin' like white bitches in a scary movie
Argh! You know I don't know how to act
Get too close to niggaz, it's like "Protected by Viper, stand back"
What's that? I thought you niggaz was killas, demented
Fuck y'all what me with this coward, finish him, lets end it

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Independent Women - Lyrics - Survivor - Destiny'S Child

Title: Independent Women
Album: Survivor
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Beyonce Knowles, Jean Claude Olivier, Samuel J Barnes, Cory Rooney

Lyric:
Lucy Liu with my girl, Drew
Cameron D. and Destiny
Charlie's Angels, come on

Question, tell me what you think about me?
I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings
Only ring your cell-y when I'm feelin' lonely
When it's all over please get up and leave

Question, tell me how you feel about this?
Try to control me boy you get dismissed
Pay my own fun, oh and I pay my own bills
Always 50/50 in relationships

The shoe on my feet, I've bought it
The clothes I'm wearing, I've bought it
The rock I'm rockin', I've bought it
'Cause I depend on me

If I wanted the watch you're wearin', I'll buy it
The house I live in, I've bought it
The car I'm driving, I've bought it
I depend on me, I depend on me

All the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honey's who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me

All the mommas who profit dollas
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?
Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?

Tell me how you feel about this?
Who would I want if I would wanna live
I worked hard and sacrificed to get what I get
Ladies, it ain't easy bein' independent

Question, how'd you like this knowledge that I brought
Braggin' on that cash that he gave you is to front
If you're gonna brag make sure it's your money you flaunt
Depend on no one else to give you what you want

The shoe on my feet, I've bought it
The clothes I'm wearing, I've bought it
The rock I'm rockin', I've bought it
'Cause I depend on me

If I wanted the watch you're wearin', I'll buy it
The house I live in, I've bought it
The car I'm driving, I've bought it
I depend on me, I depend on me

All the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honey's who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me

All the mommas who profit dollas
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?
Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?

Destiny's Child, wassup?
You in the house? Sure 'nuff
We'll break these people off Angel style

Child of Destiny
Independent beauty
No one else can scare me
Charlie's Angels

All the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honey's who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me

All the mommas who profit dollas
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?
Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?
Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that

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Independent Women Part I - Lyrics - #1's - Destiny'S Child

Title: Independent Women Part I
Album: #1's
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Beyonce Knowles, Jean Claude Olivier, Samuel J Barnes, Cory Rooney

Lyric:
Lucy Liu, with my girl, Drew
Cameron D and Destiny
Charlie's Angels, come on
Uh, uh, uh

Question, tell me what you think about me
I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings
Only ring your cell y when I'm feelin' lonely
When it's all over please get up and leave

Question, tell me how you feel about this
Try to control me, boy, you get dismissed
Pay my own fun, oh, and I pay my own bills
Always 50/50 in relationships

The shoes on my feet, I've bought it
The clothes I'm wearing, I've bought it
The rock I'm rockin', I've bought it
'Cause I depend on me if I want it

The watch you're wearin', I'll buy it
The house I live in, I've bought it
The car I'm driving, I've bought it
I depend on me, I depend on me

All the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me

All the mommas who profit dollas
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?
Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?

Tell me how you feel about this
Who would I want if I would wanna live?
I worked hard and sacrificed to get what I get
Ladies, it ain't easy bein' independent

Question, how'd you like this knowledge that I brought
Braggin' on that cash that he gave you is to front
If you're gonna brag, make sure it's your money you flaunt
Depend on no one else to give you what you want

The shoes on my feet, I've bought it
The clothes I'm wearing, I've bought it
The rock I'm rockin', I've bought it
'Cause I depend on me, if I want it

The watch you're wearin', I'll buy it
The house I live in, I've bought it
The car I'm driving, I've bought it
I depend on me, I depend on me

All the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me

All the mommas who profit dollas
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?
Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?

Destiny's child, wassup?
You in the house? Sure 'nuff
We'll break these people off Angel style

Child of destiny
Independent beauty
No one else can scare me
Charlie's Angels

Woah, all the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me

All the mommas who profit dollas
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?
Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down

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Independent Women Part 1 - Lyrics - Survivor - Destiny'S Child

Title: Independent Women Part 1
Album: Survivor
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Beyonce Knowles, Jean Claude Olivier, Samuel J Barnes, Cory Rooney

Lyric:
Lucy Liu, with my girl, Drew
Cameron D and Destiny
Charlie's Angels, come on
Uh, uh, uh

Question, tell me what you think about me
I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings
Only ring your cell y when I'm feelin' lonely
When it's all over please get up and leave

Question, tell me how you feel about this
Try to control me, boy, you get dismissed
Pay my own fun, oh, and I pay my own bills
Always 50/50 in relationships

The shoes on my feet, I've bought it
The clothes I'm wearing, I've bought it
The rock I'm rockin', I've bought it
'Cause I depend on me if I want it

The watch you're wearin', I'll buy it
The house I live in, I've bought it
The car I'm driving, I've bought it
I depend on me, I depend on me

All the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me

All the mommas who profit dollas
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?
Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?

Tell me how you feel about this
Who would I want if I would wanna live?
I worked hard and sacrificed to get what I get
Ladies, it ain't easy bein' independent

Question, how'd you like this knowledge that I brought
Braggin' on that cash that he gave you is to front
If you're gonna brag, make sure it's your money you flaunt
Depend on no one else to give you what you want

The shoes on my feet, I've bought it
The clothes I'm wearing, I've bought it
The rock I'm rockin', I've bought it
'Cause I depend on me, if I want it

The watch you're wearin', I'll buy it
The house I live in, I've bought it
The car I'm driving, I've bought it
I depend on me, I depend on me

All the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me

All the mommas who profit dollas
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?
Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?

Destiny's child, wassup?
You in the house? Sure 'nuff
We'll break these people off Angel style

Child of destiny
Independent beauty
No one else can scare me
Charlie's Angels

Woah, all the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me

All the mommas who profit dollas
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?
Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down like that?

Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that
Charlie, how your Angels get down

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Get At Me - Lyrics - Dj Quik

Title: Get At Me
Artist: Dj Quik
Composer(s): Byron Byrd, Nathan Leftenant, Arnett Leftenant, Larry Blackmon, David Marvin Blake

Lyric:
Now I got to cut ya
Yeah, that's right
'Cause it's like this
Yeah, it's gotta be like this
Nigga

It used to be a CPT thang but now it's just an all me thang
Because I'm tired of this gizame, I'm through playin' for a crew
That ain't got my back when I'm the one who done created the sack
'Mister You Know Who' remember me? I met you when I was P.P.C.
And you hadn't nothin' but a scrub, wearin' plaid pants and bubble gums
And beggin' for grub and then when ya hips start growin'
You tripped and flipped and skipped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Not even thinkin' 'bout the times when Kay Kay took yo' ass in
'Cause you didn't have a dime
Nigga couldn't even say thanks for the trouble
I would've spanked yo' ass on the double
'Cause when ya didn't have a place to stay
You little round the way girl, my nigga took yo' way
And that way all my homies had yo' back
Because together they knew we had a fat ass sack
But you couldn't stand the guns, couldn't wait to take ya

Bitch, better have my money and run
Kay Kay should've knew the motto of life
That ya can't turn a hoe into a housewife
Because you left a lot of people unhappy, nigga
You in debt and ya need to get at me

I'm gonna let ya know it
(That's right)
I'm gonna let ya know it
(So ya need to get at me)
I'm gonna let ya know it
I'm gonna let ya know it
(You need to get at me)

Now I can name a gang of niggas I done tripped with
Spent a grip with and they ain't spent shit
And they ain't never brought nothing to the table
But it ain't no puzzle, I'm able
But why you wanna take my kindness for weakness
To get my money back, I gotta ride yo' ass like Preakness
It ain't that fly and when ya see me in traffic just ride by

You should've been a pigeon 'cause you duck so well
But next time I catch you, I'ma pluck yo' tail
'Cause niggas like y'all show disrespect
By flossin' so you in for a tossin', you need to go brush your teeth
And change ya drawers and change ya sheets
And stop y'alls bitches from steadily tryin' ta ride on my mink
And start bathing more than once a week

You know who I'm talkin' 'bout, bitches
So ya needs to come right with a quickness
And instead of tryin' to duck and dodge
And be crafty, you need to get at me

I'm gonna let ya know it
(Hell yeah)
I'm gonna let ya know it
(You need to get at me)
I'm gonna let ya know it
(That's right)
I'm gonna let ya know it
(You need to get at me)

So tell me how we gon' handle this
Either we gon' be men or we gon' be scandalous
Either way is all right with me 'cause I'ma show ya that I meant it
When I said that I'm a G Nigga, I don't take ganks too swell
That's why I went and bought a gang of shells
And if you approach me wrong, I'ma clown first nigga run up

Damn, I wish it didn't even have to come to this
'Cause now y'alls on my shit list right with the white boys in this game
Thinkin' they gone get the hits for some chump change
Please, I didn't believe that you'll trip like that
That's how a gang of niggas flipped like that
So get back fool 'cause I'm going out
Comin' out of a straight jacket blastin' and they gon' have to get at me

I'm gonna let ya know it
(Hell yeah)
I'm gonna let ya know it
(You need to get at me)
I'm gonna let ya know it
(That's right)
I'm gonna let you know it
(You know what? Y'all can never get at me)

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Lookin' At Me - Lyrics - Harlem World - Mase

Title: Lookin' At Me
Album: Harlem World
Artist: Mase
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams, Mason Betha

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Lyric:
Hey, yo, Mase, you know what I don't like?
(Why you over there lookin' at me?)
I don't like when, you know, I'm in a club
(Why you over there lookin' at me?)

And I'm with my honey
(Why you over there lookin' at me?)
You got, you know, the haters
They wanna be tough guys all of the sudden

Hit you with the ice grill, you know
'Cause you boys ain't with you
Little do they know, your girl roll harder than
Some of yo' niggas, dig?

Now, what the hell is you lookin' for?
Can't a young man get money anymore?
Let my pants sag down to the floor
Really do it matter as long as I score?

Can't my car look better than yours?
Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws
Come to see me without no drawers
In a stretch Lex with about ten doors?

How is murder? P. Diddy name me pretty
Did it for the money, now, can you get with me?
People wanna know who is he, he get busy
Spray so much izzy, girls get dizzy

Niggas on the block know Mase motto
One thing about Harlem World, we all got dough
98' Tahoe, Tommy and a Roscoe
Case I'm every chased by a Donny Brascoe

Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?

Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?

Yo, I can't get mad 'cuz you look at me
'Cuz on the real, look at me
Yo, it always be the haters that be sittin' in the rear
Dissin' every gear but they better listen here

You cats keepin' it real, you cats is on yo' own
'Cuz bein' broke and alone is something I can't condone
Plus, it won't be long till they send me the dome
Sit gently, while I'm on the Bentley phone

Why you don't like me? 'Cuz I'm mad fly and icy?
And why you can't satisfy yo' wifey
And if it wasn't for this Bad Boy exposure
CD, TV's, really, would I know ya?

Now, me and blink float in the gold Rover
So, it's only right you get the cold shoulder
And if you got a girl, don't be real committed
'Cuz Mase will hit it, you got to deal with it

Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?

Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?

Make it hot, baby, make it hot
Make it hot, baby, make it hot
Make it hot, baby, make it hot
Make it hot, baby, make it hot
Make it hot

We was all at the Greek fest, it's hot and sandy
I rent scooters, I'm with my family
Tank top, flip flop, really nothing fancy
But get approached by a girl named Tammy

Who looked good enough to be Miss Miami
But say, since some her peeps call her Candy
Than she starts to ask about Aaliyah and Brandy
Tellin' me how she met Puff down at the Grammy's

He ain't tell you I was the one with no panties?
Boo, you know how many he meet with no panties?
Please, tell me something that I don't know
Like, if we have sex, you don't want dough

And if it's not a problem, you can meet me at 10
I'll be in room 112 and bring four friends
And if you gon' hit me, it gotta be a quickie
And please no hickies 'cuz wifey's with me

Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?

Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?

Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?

Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?
Why you over there lookin' at me
While my girl standin' here?

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Dance With Me - Lyrics - Part III - 112

Title: Dance With Me
Album: Part III
Artist: 112
Composer(s): Jason Boyd, D Jones, M Keith

Lyric:
I can see you over there just chillin' with your girlfriends
Can't believe your by your self you should be hear with me
Chillin' with me, drinkin' with me, freakin' with me, oh whoa, whoa

I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot
We can snuggle a little, more time to us
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

I can see it in your eyes that your looking at the time
You wanna leave this party and I know you wanna leave with me
To chill with me, to drink with me, to freak with me, oh baby

I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot
We can snuggle a little, more time to us
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot
We can snuggle a little, more time to us
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

Everybody sing along
If you sexy and you know it clap your hands
If you sexy and you know it clap your hands
If you sexy and you know it and you really wanna show it
If you sexy and you know it clap your hands, yeah

I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot
We can snuggle a little, more time to us
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot
We can snuggle a little, more time to us
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot
We can snuggle a little, more time to us
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot
We can snuggle a little, more time to us
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot
We can snuggle a little, more time to us
So won't you dance with me, dance with me

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Get Away - Lyrics - Ms. Jade

Title: Get Away
Artist: Ms. Jade
Composer(s): Tim Mosley, Chevon Young

Lyric:
I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

Ya'll know I represent for the chicks
But this girl so petty it me makin' me sick
Plottin' and lookin' and watchin', tryna pick up my twist
Always wanna know what I'm doin' and see who I'm wit

I don't know why she focus all her free time on me
Peakin' out the window when she hear me jingle my keys
Right now I'm thinkin that it's to the point she wanna be me
This broad is quick to copy every time I get a new weave

Lookin' on the name of bags when I bring somethin' home
Single black female, I honestly think somethin' is wrong
Sit on my steps talk on my phone
She quick to go get her phone

That ain't the type of shit you do when you normal and grown
Bitch go read a book or check a flick out or somethin'
Got to admit I gotta get away 'cause bitches be buggin'
This kiddy situation gon' make me come at her chin
The funny thing is when we was younger we used to be friends

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

Got this girl 'round my way that's a trip
Trickin' for twenties, young dummy and quick wit her lip
Get dressed and change her clothes if she think you look better than her
Hatin' on every female that's doing better than her

Don't know what it is, I guess she got some low self-esteem
Dealing with brothers, friends and cousins causin' a scene
Purposely mess with niggas, with girls just to start beef
And she don't really care if she known as a whore in the streets

You know the type of girl that you speak to that's about it
'Cause she the type of girl that smile behind you back talkin' shit
In the club wit her homies, keep her eye on your dude
Soon as you get up go to the bathroom, she makin' her move

Turnin' her nose up at people actin' jealous and bitter
That hate gone get her, look in the books and wanna be thinner
Was raised as quitter, that's why she act the way that she do
Content bein' a savage, actin' like a goddamn fool

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

This other chick musta got it confused
I've been focused and ain't nobody take me out of my groove
Hangin' around in the corner store rollin' her eyes
A year ago beatin' my ear up 'cause she wanted to ride

I'm sayin won't fly me out to LA, get on a hook
I'm thinkin to myself this broad must be as dumb as she look
Handled this situation well like I always been doin'
When away for a while came back, my name is in ruins

They say she tellin' people that I'm broke and ain't got a dime
And that she really wanna battle wit her trash ass rhymes
Guess that's the price you pay for fame being a star in this world
This verse I'm talkin' 'bout a guy that's actin' just like a girl

Jockin' me, sweatin' me, ridin' me and doin' it tough
You'll never get nowhere doin' that female stuff
Guess that's the price you pay for fame being a star in this world
This verse I'm talkin 'bout a guy that's actin' just like a girl

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

I gotta get away
(Why, Nesh?)
'Cause females don't get along with other females
They keep scratching me and pulling me at my coat tail
Behind my back, tellin' me to go to hell

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I Do (Wanna Get Close To You) (Featloon) - Lyrics - Girl Can Mack - 3lw

Title: I Do (Wanna Get Close To You) (Featloon)
Album: Girl Can Mack
Artist: 3lw
Composer(s): Winsome Singh, Adeka Stupart, Sean Combs, Mario Winans, Chauncey Hawkins, Michael Jones

Lyric:
I like this
And another one
And another one
Bad Boy, baby, 3LW, let's go

Rode up in the club like what
I got the VIP on lock down
Then I saw you starin' at me
The way we started to the back

You make me think that you're the one
Lickin' your lips at me for fun
While the DJ's makin' 'em sweat
Won't you come step to me?

If you wanna get down, baby, I do
Holler at me, baby, oh, oh
If you're rollin' deep tonight
Then I do wanna know you

And if you wanna get down, baby, it's cool
Holler at me, baby, oh, oh
If your love is ridiculous
Then I do wanna get close to you

Your ice, your gear, your sex appeal
Your game so tight, you got me feelin'
Wantin' you alone with me
Is the illest fantasy

You make me feel like wylin' out
Showin' you what it's about, yeah
Got it goin' on uptown
Now, let me see you work it out on me

Wanna get down, baby, I do
Holler at me, baby, oh, oh
If you're rollin' deep tonight
Then I do wanna know you

And if you wanna get down, baby, it's cool
Holler at me, baby , oh, oh
If your love is ridiculous
Then I do wanna get close to you

Oh baby, I see you and me together
Baby, how can I just make you see
I'm the only one you need?

So please, let me know right now
'Cause it's true, I want you
Say that you want me too

Ladies and gentlemen
I know how to make you scream
Like a woman' supposed to

Seems like you wanna get closer
Well, boo, here's the ticket
Come through, we could kick it

One hun' twenty, five foot two [Incomprehensible]
My view with the sickest, it's true, been convicted
I probably needin' a girl, in other words
Ma, I'm due for some kisses, I'm due for some huggin'

And all them dudes that be buggin', I ain't with it
I'm through the thuggin', I'm due for some lovin'
I need a wife in my life and ma, you're lookin' like
You're due for a husband, I choose not to love 'em

These chicks runnin' around actin'
Like straight fools in the public
Let's move with the subject
Because I came with a better plot

Just play the game and you'll never flop
It's in your brain, you already hot
But you ain't close to my face
So you better stop

Oh baby, I wanna get down, baby, I do
Holler at me, baby, oh, oh
If you're rollin' deep tonight
Then I do wanna know you

And if you wanna get down, baby, it's cool
Holler at me, baby, oh, oh
If your love is ridiculous
Then I do wanna get close to you

Wanna get down, baby, I do
Holler at me, baby, oh, oh
If you're rollin' deep tonight
Then I do wanna know you

And if you wanna get down, baby, it's cool
Holler at me, baby, oh, oh
If your love is ridiculous
Then I do wanna get close to you

That's cool, don't stop
That's cool, don't stop
I like this one right here, come on

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Can'T Get The Best Of Me - Lyrics - Live At The Fillmore (Live) - Cypress Hill

Title: Can'T Get The Best Of Me
Album: Live At The Fillmore (Live)
Artist: Cypress Hill
Composer(s): Eric Lance Correa, Louis M. Freeze, Lawrence Muggerud, Senen Reyes, Brad Wilk

Lyric:
Hell nah, you can't handle a man of my superior strength
I've been rockin' for years, now it's time to go to length
Bitin' emcees in their tracks I stop em'
My rhyme style make em' turn dropper

My concepts come sick like Dennis Hopper
I jack fools up and stick em' like dirty coppers
Like I said before, I'm takin' you lane of whores
Down to the phone, knock his ass on your good balls

Only one way to deal with these softies
Take they ass out like heroes and they flossin'
And when you test me you better bring styles
'Cause mine can go on and on and on for miles

You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me
You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me
You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me
You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me

You can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me down)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me down)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me down)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me down)
Can't get the best of me
(you can't hold me down)

Five roll with the weakest
What you need is, the chrome plated heater
So you can peep this, tragedy had to be in your mind soakin' in
Sad to see you broken down, not at least broken in

Can't stop some Hill shit from comin' through
The reality is out with the old, and with the new
Ways and things change, with strange haids of braids shade
Switch place life and life plays with thumb pay

Does and untrues, the mule leaves no clues
In the dark confused, we choose to eat you
Out the whole stroke away so I can listener
We don't stop if you can, fuck commissioner

You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me
You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me
You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me
You can't get the best of me
Can't get the best of me

You can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me down)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me down)

Can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me down)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me down)

Nigga get up on a rhymin' apparatus
Takin' out crews who think they are baddest
Mad dog sen for real is the maddest
Fuck you punk and your "A" and "R" status

I stay in a zone though I'm never alone
"B Real" got my back checkin' at your dome
So when it comes down to who's [foreign content]
I'm down for the pound and slangin' the [foreign content]
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Gonna make a move and smoke your fuckin' hot show
Remove that sucker and that wack-ass shit
'Cause every time I see he's actin like a bitch
So let's get it straight I smoke the competition
Breakin' down fools in my motherfuckin' mission
One by one they'll all come out missin'
You can't fuck with this here kid I ain't bitchin'

(You can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me down)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't, hold me)

Can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me
(Hold me down)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me down)

You can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't, you can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me)
Can't get the best of me
(You can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me
(Can't hold me down)
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