Get Loose Now - Lyrics - As Nasty As They Wanna Be - 2 Live Crew

Title: Get Loose Now
Album: As Nasty As They Wanna Be
Artist: 2 Live Crew
Composer(s): Luther Campbell, David Hobbs, Mark Ross, Chris Wongwon

Lyric:
Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now

People everywhere, just check this out
Say, something brand new that'll make you shout
For you, and you, and all to see
The dopest rhymes, said by me

Listin' these facts for all to know
How to rock a party, keep the crowd on the go
It starts with the beat, then comes the rhyme
The stance that's hard to keep you on time

We'll add a little scratch to give some flavor
So the mix'll be right for you to savor
There's only one way to move the crowd
Bass level up high, volume level up loud

To do you're best, you gotta believe
And what you want, you'll soon achieve
It's who you know to get your juice
I started with rhymes and I get loose

Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now

This is a section, some of a rehearsal
So sucker MC's don't take it personal
I don't mean to talk about you or put you down
But I get loose out the door and go and freestyle

You see, the point I'm trying to make comes out so clear
I be bustin' lyrics 'till I leave here
I don't claim to be the best, I'm funky, not fresh
I just want to get respected, with all the rest

You see, I come from down South, talk slick out my mouth
I went to New York and got kicked out
Because they don't like me, they just like us as a whole
'Cause the music we make [Incomprehensible] we got soul

So tell me the truth, it's monkey see monkey do
We cuss on a record, now you wanna cuss too
From hi-top fades to Jhericurl juice
Watch Marquis y'all, as I get loose

Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now

Get on up, let me bust a rhyme
Something that happened ahead this time
I was coolin' out, doin' my work
Then suddenly it went berserk

Marquis came in with a couple girls
All the boys went crazy, takin' off clothes
We all got naked, no time to front
Clear the desk, 'cause you know what I want

Grabbed one by the hair, threw her on the floor
Opened her thighs, and guess what I saw
A hell of a mess, oh, what a bush
In a couple of minutes I'll be there to push

And back and forth, the momentum goes
I keep on strokin' as I get on my toes
She kept on moanin' 'till she started to juice
I'm in control when I get loose

Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now

1, 2, 3
1, 2, 3
Get loose now

Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now

Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now
Get loose now

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Shawty Get Loose - Lyrics - Shawty Get Loose - Lil' Mama

Title: Shawty Get Loose
Album: Shawty Get Loose
Artist: Lil' Mama
Composer(s): Adrian Vashawn Quinn, Tracy (Dr) Randall, Shawn Davis

Lyric:
(Greatness + Greatness = Great Greatness)
Hey! Hey! Hey!

The way we get loose, we move our shoulders
Forwards, heads back
Get it in control like Janet Jack
Get it on the floor, let them know what?s happening

L.I.L. you better ask somebody
I been on my grind since butt touch potty
Y?all don?t really want it with the Yung God Toddla
With a flow so spec like technolotta

It?s so sick how the clock go tick
Keep giving y?all hits like teckmatic, uh!
That?s the reason why I spit it how I spit it
When I spit it?s like mucus, gotta get rid of it

These chicks don?t pop like me
Uncompatible girl, no comparing me
And ain?t none of y?all scaring me
Like don?t you wish your girl was as bad as me?

Yeah! With a flow so sick like Twista
So sweet, what could be cold like Mystic
Instincts come so smooth like what is it
BK-H-Dub ours like a wizard

(Shawty get loose)
Baby do what you do let me see you let down your hair
(Shawty get loose)
Hit the dance floor and act like there's nobody else in here
(Shawty get loose)
Krump! Clown! Break it on down baby do your thing
(Shawty get loose)
P-H-A-T, phat, baby I ain?t even know you can break it down like that

That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that
(Shawty get loose)
That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that
(Nappy boi!)
(Shawty get loose)

What it do do, tell it to the Pizzain
You already know, tell 'em I?m the mizzain
Shawty you ain't messin' with a lezzamz
I'ma have you loose on the floor you gon' be steppin' with a kizzain

I mindboggle models with a bottle of something good
I take 'em to the hood and have they ass going insane
A hard rap artist that hang with singers
So don't think this thing is hard ?cause homie it ain't

I'm loose loose you gotta be kidding me
You tellin' me shawty right here can take her hair down
And do it like you you
If all of this is true, you gotta show me
What you done told me, now do it, 5 4 3 2 2

You know Pain came to change the game
All the way from the same thing
It's some of that new new
Impress me, I want one person on this floor to try to test me

(Shawty get loose)
Baby do what you do let me see you let down your hair
(Shawty get loose)
Hit the dance floor and act like there?s nobody else in here
(Shawty get loose)
Krump! Clown! Break it on down baby do your thing
(Shawty get loose)
P-H-A-T, phat, baby I ain?t even know you can break it down like that

In the crib, in the club, on the block, it don't matter
(That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that)
I-i-it it don?t, i-i-it it don?t
(Shawty get loose)
In the crib, in the club, on the block, it don't matter
(That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that)
I-i-it it don?t, i-i-it it don?t
(Shawty get loose)

In the crib, in the club, on the block it don't matter
I spit stat, 4 5 6, a doo doo dada
How she d-d-do da like dat?
Got the hood on the back and the pockets is fat

Still rolling, rolling, left, right
Shot calling calling, that's right
Got my team on the market for millions we ?bout to pop it
Lock drop and roll like a hip hop rock show

You never know where my mind gon? go
N-n-not Puerto Rican but I like mangos
So smooth on the dance floor, so move on the dance floor
When you see me coming, I'm running it like a game show

You ain?t know? Lil Mama goes
She be burning and pumping to hit you with the bus flow
She's hot!
Get it loose on the floor and I cannot stop! What!

(Shawty get loose)
Baby do what you do let me see you let down your hair
(Shawty get loose)
Hit the dance floor and act like there?s nobody else in here
(Shawty get loose)
Krump! Clown! Break it on down baby do your thing
(Shawty get loose)
P-H-A-T, phat, baby I ain?t even know you can break it down like that

That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that
(Shawty get loose)
That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that
(Shawty get loose)

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Shawty Get Loose (Remix) - Lyrics - Lil' Mama

Title: Shawty Get Loose (Remix)
Artist: Lil' Mama
Composer(s): Adrian Vashawn Quinn, Tracy (Dr) Randall, Shawn Davis

Lyric:
(Greatness + Greatness = Great Greatness)
Hey! Hey! Hey!

The way we get loose, we move our shoulders
Forwards, heads back
Get it in control like Janet Jack
Get it on the floor, let them know what?s happening

L.I.L. you better ask somebody
I been on my grind since butt touch potty
Y?all don?t really want it with the Yung God Toddla
With a flow so spec like technolotta

It?s so sick how the clock go tick
Keep giving y?all hits like teckmatic, uh!
That?s the reason why I spit it how I spit it
When I spit it?s like mucus, gotta get rid of it

These chicks don?t pop like me
Uncompatible girl, no comparing me
And ain?t none of y?all scaring me
Like don?t you wish your girl was as bad as me?

Yeah! With a flow so sick like Twista
So sweet, what could be cold like Mystic
Instincts come so smooth like what is it
BK-H-Dub ours like a wizard

(Shawty get loose)
Baby do what you do let me see you let down your hair
(Shawty get loose)
Hit the dance floor and act like there's nobody else in here
(Shawty get loose)
Krump! Clown! Break it on down baby do your thing
(Shawty get loose)
P-H-A-T, phat, baby I ain?t even know you can break it down like that

That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that
(Shawty get loose)
That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that
(Nappy boi!)
(Shawty get loose)

What it do do, tell it to the Pizzain
You already know, tell 'em I?m the mizzain
Shawty you ain't messin' with a lezzamz
I'ma have you loose on the floor you gon' be steppin' with a kizzain

I mindboggle models with a bottle of something good
I take 'em to the hood and have they ass going insane
A hard rap artist that hang with singers
So don't think this thing is hard ?cause homie it ain't

I'm loose loose you gotta be kidding me
You tellin' me shawty right here can take her hair down
And do it like you you
If all of this is true, you gotta show me
What you done told me, now do it, 5 4 3 2 2

You know Pain came to change the game
All the way from the same thing
It's some of that new new
Impress me, I want one person on this floor to try to test me

(Shawty get loose)
Baby do what you do let me see you let down your hair
(Shawty get loose)
Hit the dance floor and act like there?s nobody else in here
(Shawty get loose)
Krump! Clown! Break it on down baby do your thing
(Shawty get loose)
P-H-A-T, phat, baby I ain?t even know you can break it down like that

In the crib, in the club, on the block, it don't matter
(That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that)
I-i-it it don?t, i-i-it it don?t
(Shawty get loose)
In the crib, in the club, on the block, it don't matter
(That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that)
I-i-it it don?t, i-i-it it don?t
(Shawty get loose)

In the crib, in the club, on the block it don't matter
I spit stat, 4 5 6, a doo doo dada
How she d-d-do da like dat?
Got the hood on the back and the pockets is fat

Still rolling, rolling, left, right
Shot calling calling, that's right
Got my team on the market for millions we ?bout to pop it
Lock drop and roll like a hip hop rock show

You never know where my mind gon? go
N-n-not Puerto Rican but I like mangos
So smooth on the dance floor, so move on the dance floor
When you see me coming, I'm running it like a game show

You ain?t know? Lil Mama goes
She be burning and pumping to hit you with the bus flow
She's hot!
Get it loose on the floor and I cannot stop! What!

(Shawty get loose)
Baby do what you do let me see you let down your hair
(Shawty get loose)
Hit the dance floor and act like there?s nobody else in here
(Shawty get loose)
Krump! Clown! Break it on down baby do your thing
(Shawty get loose)
P-H-A-T, phat, baby I ain?t even know you can break it down like that

That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that
(Shawty get loose)
That, that, that, that-that-that, that, that
(Shawty get loose)

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Get Loose - Lyrics - Christina Milian

Title: Get Loose
Artist: Christina Milian
Composer(s): Daniel Nixon, Delisha Thomas, Rodney Roy Jerkins

Lyric:
Uh
You feel me?
Darkchild
Dresden
Uh
Christina Milian
3, 2, 1
Let's go

Whether you're windin' it, grindin' it
Or straight twerkin' it
I don't care as long as you're workin' it
Ride the vibes until you get into it
I guarantee for sure you'll be lovin' it
Whether you came alone to leave with someone
Or with your crew to party 'till the night is done
Do your thang ain't nobody stoppin' you
It's whatever all I want for you to do is

Close your eyes and just groove
Don't stand there, come on move
Don't be afraid to let go
Let the music take control
If you come here to have a good time
Leave all your troubles behind
Wave your hands and get live
This is the place and now is the time

Get loose tonight, we get down
Tearin' up 'till the place shut down
Get loose, it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin', movin' the crowd
Get loose, let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody, here we go
We revvin' up the party, act like ya know

Ain't no need for fightin'
Or catchin' some kinda attitude
Check that mess before you step in the room
Let it go, remember what you came to do
While the D.J. spins it on the one and twos
Get busy, get jiggy, whatever works for you
Whether tipsy or sober that's up to you
But before the night's over, I'm tellin' you
To enjoy yourself all you need to do is

Close your eyes and just groove
Don't stand there come on move
Don't be afraid to let go
Let the music take control
If you come here to have a good time
Leave all your troubles behind
Wave your hands and get live
This is the place and now is the time

Get loose tonight, we get down
Tearin' up til' the place shut down
Get loose, it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin', movin' the crowd
Get loose, let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody, here we go
We revvin' up the party, act like ya know

Now that you're on the floor
I know that you're wanting more
The music's taking over you
Show me what you're gonna do
Too late, you can't hide it
I can see it's in you
And you feel the need to let it go

Get loose tonight, we get down
Tearin' up 'till the club shut down
Get loose, it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin', movin' the crowd
Get loose, let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody, here we go
We revvin' up the party, act like ya know

Get loose tonight, we get down
Tearin' up 'till the place shutdown
Get loose, it's time to get loud
Fell the bass boomin', movin' the crowd
Get loose, let it go
Quit standin' around and get on the floor
Everybody grab somebody, here we go
We revvin' up the party, act like ya know

Boom

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Wild And Loose - Lyrics - The Time

Title: Wild And Loose
Artist: The Time
Composer(s): Desmond Dickerson, Prince Rogers Nelson

Lyric:
What time is it?

Hangin' by the backstage door, decked out like a queen
Your body's sayin' 21, but your face says 17
My intuition tells me, that you're waitin' for the band
Before you get your hopes up, one thing understand

Wild and loose, that's how it's got to be
'Cuz that's the only kind of dame that appeals to me
Wild and loose, the only life I know
Just havin' one big party from show to show

Talkin' trash to Jimmy Jam, tell us where the party's at
We don't care who you came with, we'll take care of that
Just meet us at the motel, room 602
Tell your mama you won't be home, 'cuz we got plans for you

Wild and loose, that's how it's got to be
'Cuz that's the only kind of dame that appeals to me
Wild and loose, the only life I know
Just havin' one big party from show to show

Universal freak delight, where'd you get those thighs?
Where did you get the nerve to wear that miniskirt so high?
Don't worry, baby, I can keep a secret for as long as snow is white
Hey Jesse? Yeah, come here man, guess what I did last night?

Wild and loose, that's how it's got to be
'Cuz that's the only kind of dame that appeals to me
Wild and loose, the only life I know
Just havin' one big party from show to show

Baby, you ain't no saint, 'cuz there ain't no in-between
Either you come or you can't, now get loose, let me hear you scream
Baby, you ain't no saint, 'cuz there ain't no in-between
Either you come or you can't, now get loose, let me hear you scream

Wild and loose, that's how it's got to be
'Cuz that's the only kind of dame that appeals to me
Wild and loose, the only life I know
Just havin' one big party from show to show

Wild and loose, ah pardon me, say it one more time
Wild and loose, I can't hit it baby, maybe I'm blind
Wild and loose, everybody know you got to be
Wild and loose, 'cuz ain't nobody cool but me, slap me

Wild and loose, somebody, somebody sing it
Wild and loose, tell your mama you won't be home
Wild and loose, everybody know you got to be
Wild and loose, ain't nobody cool but me, now break it down

{"Kim, wasn't the concert great?"
"Oh yeah, it sure was"
"Did you see Jesse up there, wasn't he fine?"
"Oh yeah"
"Morris looked so good"
"Yeah, but I think Jesse is cuter"
"Oh yeah"
"I wonder what they are doin' after the concert"
"Oh yeah, I got a strange feelin' they're nasty"
"Yeah, I bet I'll remember this concert for the rest of my life"
"So will I"}

{"Did you see Jesse's eyes, aren't they pretty?"
"Oh, they're so pretty"
"No one at school will ever believe I talked to Morris"
"On the phone last night"
"Oh, I believe you"
"His voice was so soft, he sounded so sweet"
"Oh yeah, he's so cool"
"Yeah, but now I want to meet him in person"}

{"What's happening? You girls don't want to go party tonight"
"Jerk"
"Get out, get away, eh yuck"
"Kim, you ain't gonna believe it"
"The guys from the time are right behind you"
"Are you serious?"
"No, I'm not look, I, I mean yes I am! Over there"}

{"Oh my God"
"Can you believe it? Look"
"Should I look?"
"Should I go over and see if he remembers me?"
"Oh yeah"
"But what should I say?"
"Say somethin'"}

{"Hi, hi Morris"
"Excuse me, hello, do I know you?"
"Yeah, you talked to me on the phone last night"
"Is that right? Well, you sure don't look like you sound"
"Well, excuse me"
"It's okay baby, I got things to do, I'll talk to you later"
"Jerk! That was the worst concert I've ever been to"}

Wild and loose
Wild and loose
Wild and loose
Wild and loose

Wild and loose, that's how it's got to be
'Cuz that's the only kind of dame that appeals to me
Wild and loose, the only life I know
Just havin' one big party from show to show

Wild and loose, I can't hear you singin'
Wild and loose, help me out, help me out, hey
Wild and loose, baby, I got plans for you
Wild and loose, everybody get loose

Fellas? Yeah? Where the party at?
Right here under your shoes
Fellas? Yeah? What time is it?
Time to get wild and loose

Show time fellas? Yeah? Where the party at?
Right here under your shoes
Fellas? Yeah? What time is it?
Time to get wild and loose

Fellas? Yeah? Where the party at?
Right here under your shoes
Fellas? Yeah? What time is it?
Time to get wild and loose

Fellas? Yeah? Where the party at?
Right here under your shoes
Show time fellas? Yeah? What?
Time to get wild and loose

Fellas? Yeah? Where the party at?
Right here under your shoes
That's right fellas? Yeah? What time is it?
Time to get wild and loose, tonight

Fellas? Yeah? Where the party at?
Right here under your shoes
Fellas? Yeah? What time is it?
Time to get wild and loose
Somebody bring me a mirror

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Real Hip-Hop - Part Ii - Lyrics - Krs One

Title: Real Hip-Hop - Part Ii
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): Sharrief Kariem Bouchet, Stanley Griffith, Tommie Hooks, Lawrence Parker

Lyric:
They not ready
Set it off, South Bronx
Set it off, check it

The real hip-hop is over here
The real hip-hop is over there
The real hip-hop is over here
The real hip-hop is over there

It's a demo, it's a demo, it's a demo, it's a demo
Steppin' out the Limo, KRS-One, gettin' in you
From the get-go kiddo throw 'em out the window
Flip 'em like a nickel, peep the hottest single
He'll sink them like the SS Minnow

That same kid that rocks the Benz, rocks the Pinto
Watch my signal, I rock the rap game like Nintendo
Hey diddle, diddle, get played now like a fiddle
I watch you wiggle in front of the audience that was fickle

Now, you can't make a nickel, the sour pickle you are
KRS-One, ninety-seven superstar
I got one thing to say and let me make this clear
Everywhere, now, throw your hands in the air

The real hip-hop is over here
The real hip-hop is over there
The real hip-hop is over here
The real hip-hop, throw your hands in the air

Yo, been rockin' rooftops, knahmsayin'?
Internet', yaknahmsayin'?
KRS, vandalizin', yaknahmsayin'? With the Mic Vandalz
Boogie Down, Uptown, yaknahmsayin'?
It's dope, check it out

When I ain't doin' a show or bringin' all the money in
Or at the studio, or home studyin'
I'm checkin' out Funkmaster Flex on cassette
As he wrecks turntable sets with many subjects

Huff now that's the Blastmaster connects, the larynx
To a high-tech mic set, you get what you get
Tech and Sway, index of singles is complex
On Technics sets, he wrecks, collects a fee next

While you rejects practice, suffix and prefix
Hip-hop I reads it and mark your album incompleted
I seen it, saw it, back in eighty-five
Platinum rappers, yo that can't rock live
Their mental facilities, lack the ability
For lyric agility battle? You're killin' me

The real hip-hop is over here
The real hip-hop is over there
The real hip-hop is over here
The real hip-hop, throw your hands in the air

The real hip-hop is over there
The real hip-hop is it over here?
The real hip-hop, yo, it's over there
The real hip, now throw your hands in the air

Throw your hands in the air
(Get loose now)
Throw your hands in the air
(Get loose now)
Throw your hands in the air
(Get loose now)

Aiyyo, I'm breakin' in this rap thing, I've been waitin'
Ready for the world, rude like awakening
Homo sapiens, [Incomprehensible] rock every stadium
Scholars and players, here to Las Vegas
Embrace the papers, land of money makers
Brothers hate us 'cause the brothers ain't us

Yo yo, from coast to coast I'ma overdose you and BDP you
And Kris-Kross your mind, wouldn't wanna be you
A Uptown thing, world premier
Throw your hands in the air, baby, it's on

How many MC's wanna get they rep torn?
From Joe to Cage and mics in my juvenile days, I abuse
The mic get lifted, the crowd gets amused
I got next, you lose

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Request Line - Lyrics - Bridging The Gap - Black Eyed Peas

Title: Request Line
Album: Bridging The Gap
Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Composer(s): Rhett Lawrence, William Adams, Natalie Hinds, Mike Fratantuno, George Pajon, Allen Pineda

Lyric:
Pick up the phone, call up the line
Call up the request line
Call up the line
Call up the request line
So call up the line
Get down wit, down wit us

This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my favorite band

I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested on the radio
Tell the DJ spin it on the mix show
Make a brother feel like I'm down at the disco

And we gonna keep it going like Crisco
'Cuz the DJ grab the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we greatful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful

Last night the DJ saved my life
'Cuz of the collection of the records he saved
To the direction of the record we swayed
And all night through the session we stayed

'Cuz you know you got the feeling, all right
Good god got the feeling, all right
Touch the ceiling when I'm feelin', all right now
And I be feelin', all right
Don't stop, keep it goin' now come on

This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my favorite band

Turn table, let's bless me on my stereo
Play my favorite song on my stereo
Like Macy Gray, Roots, and D'Angelo
Mos Def, Les Nubian's, and De La Soul

I like them cuts with the soul and original
Never afraid to be creative on your radio
Spin my jam when I'm cruisin' down the barrio
Turn my audio up, create a party yo

Hey DJ would you play ma song
And get ma rock get ma roll get ma hip-hop on
And I'm dancin' all day, all night
Gimme some inside, make me feel hot inside

All right
Got me feelin', all right
Got me feelin', all right
Got me feelin', all right
All shots down, all right
Got me wanna get down all night
All night, all right now

This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my favorite band

Jump up, enjoy the sound
Show everybody how just how you get down
Get loose now, get down
Everybody, everybody have a good time

Jump up, enjoy the sound
Show everybody how just how you get down
Get loose now, get down
Everybody, everybody have a good time

Last night a DJ saved my life
Last night a DJ saved my life

This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my favorite band

This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my favorite band

This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my favorite band

What you say, what you say now
What you say now, the request line

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Ahh, Let'S Get Ill - Lyrics - Bigger & Deffer - Ll Cool J

Title: Ahh, Let'S Get Ill
Album: Bigger & Deffer
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Bob Ervin, D Pierce, D Simon, James T Smith

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Lyric:
I'm the Ladies Love, legend in leather
Long and lean, and I don't wear pleather
Last of the red hot lovin MC's
Lookin for a little, that's my theory
It goes quick like lightning, too exciting
Lover of ladies, don't allow biting
Level-headed leader, toy boy feeder
Good love life and a rhyme biter beater
Looking, learning, the one you're liking
Listen and you will love what I'm writing
Ladies love, long, hard and lean
And now you know what L.L. means

Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Come on now
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill

Lightning in the sky, L.L. don't lie
I can hold a larger load than those other little guys
My literature is the land's highest law
The man of the brand, one you look out for
I'm loose like the lace in your brand new sneaker
Release the bass in your face like a large Vega speaker
Li-li-lis-listen to my rhyme
Here to satisfy the listeners who stood on line
Bought tickets to see me kick it and wasn't late
The love every little bit of the cuts he creates
First not last, leader of the class, see
From London, Long Beach, and down to Tallahassee
Ladies are pleased, I'm not wearin Lee's
The Kangol is mine, the godfather is E
I bust your lip, my level won't slip
Clockin crazy dollars on the L.L. tip
Come on

Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Come on
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill

Never ever lost, not lonely or alone
You can call me the last Capone
Not a little kid playing with garbage can lids
Don't need a legal lawyer, I ain't doin no bid
Cause the ladies know my bass is low
Rockin L after L ever since the intro
Liberacce couldn't rock it like the long-legged pro
Two legs, not four like Lassie, I don't eat Alpo
Come on

Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill

All over the land they listen to my jams
Like a cherry lollypop when you're lickin your hand
I'm poppin and lockin, so I can give you a list
All of my lyrics are swift, so the losers never riff
I love givin em bliss, havin my name on the list
I'm the life of the party and my rhymes are priceless
Each jam is like a lesson other rappers must learn
Cold laugh cause they don't like it every time I return
Come on

Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Come on now
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill

Come on now
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Sing along now
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
L.L. Cool J wants you to get ill
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill

Come on now
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Sing along now
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
L.L. Cool J wants you to get ill
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill

Come on now
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Sing along now
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
Everybody
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill
L.L. Cool J wants you to get ill
Aaaahhhhhhhh
Let's get ill

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Get Cha Thug On - Lyrics - Art Of War - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Get Cha Thug On
Album: Art Of War
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Charles Scruggs, Tim Middleton

Lyric:
If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air
Yeah, yeah, but we like this thug shit
That's why we kick in the hood where thugstas play
If you come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air
Yeah, yeah, but we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit
But we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on

Let's go, now we down to ride
Everybody swear to God that I'm down for mine
But I feel the Lord done bless me
We marchin' soldiers
(Soldiers)
Can't fuck with nothin' but them warriors
(Warriors)
What you thought, nigga?

And if they can't sit down with the buck to the bang
Bloody redrum and I make a little change
Gotta watch for the cops, there will be some
(Damn)
Duck that ass when I shoot, no longer and I just let loose
No longer can I just buck buck at you

'Cuz law got bitches bulletproof
Got shit to prove, got shit to move
Make a move, playa hater, and we watchin' you
But don't you think I won't pull my shit, split your shit
That's how y'all fuckin' with thugsta's shit, better quit that shit
Or we come and come, shit gon' be hummin', hum
And I know you don't want that, feel my warning

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

It's so amazing
(Amazing)
I can thug forever and ever
You can't really blame me, baby
It's just the thugsta in me
(In me)

Now, that's not all we do 'cuz thugstas still true
We like to ride around floss a little bit
Smoke a little bit, drink a little bit. Nigga, don't you?
Now, we got to make these millions
We got to look out for these Bone thug children

Rest in peace, Baby Boi Amen
Damn, shit everyone breakin' with this money, man
(Money, man)
But Jesus gave life on the cross so we could maintain
(Maintain)
Hear a voice keep tellin' me that it's gon' be alright
Just keep yours tight and pray at night

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

Thugstas, it's time for warfare, yeah
(Can ya hear me now?
Thugstas, and it ain't gon' change, so we better prepare
(Prepare)

If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, any day
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay

Shots might be fired 'cuz everybody got guns
But ain't nobody runnin', Bone 'cuz Bone niggas don't run
We marchin' heat, indeed you bleed
But don't nobody fuck with Bone, please

And you can get ya thug on
(Thug on)
Said you can get ya thug on
(Thug on
And you can get ya thug on
(Thug on)
Said you can get ya thug on
(Thug on)

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay
If this comes your way, baby, prepare to spray, let 'em lay
If it comes my way, I'm a prepare to spray, let 'em lay

Thugstas rule the world, Thugs
Thugstas rule the world, Thugs
Thugstas rule the world, Thugs
Thugstas rule the world, Thugstas

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)
Get 'cha thug on, get 'cha thug on
(Get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha, get 'cha)

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Say Round - Lyrics - Lil Boosie

Title: Say Round
Artist: Lil Boosie
Composer(s): Jeremy Allen, Webster Gradney, Deshawn Johnson, Torence Hatch, J Reed

Lyric:
Say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me, can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?

Say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Say, say, say, say

Due to the situation politican codes
Let the hoes move the loads and watch y'all rose
Man, dat joensin' shit old and you real important
So no talkin' bout the murders, money launder, extortion

The feds stay in the area, they watchin' my home
Just waitin' on us to slip and get loose on the phone
Say Webbie I know that fetti got you wit a fat belly
But yo thinkin' cap gotta stay on and stay ready

The game ain't the same, I'm bobbin' and weavin'
Please explain why this snitch still breathin'?
Say Boosie you know better than to fuck wit that nigga
He ratted on Craig, Boo, Steel, and Avin Miller

We professionals now, young entrepreneurs
So you know them fuck feds out to do us
Conspiracy a muthafucka, my nigga so walk light
And talk right 'cause one indictment get ya 20 to life

Say, say, say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me, can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?

Say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Say, say, say, say

Say Big Head I gotta hit ya right back
They got trackers on my Beamer and my Nextel tap
He got dat syrup and dat work man who tellin' dat?
Switch dat purple up to that orange now they sippin' dat

Echo's on my phone like a parrot on my fuckin' shoulder
Want somethin', it's face to face, try somethin' it's K for K
The white jeep cross the street that's them fuckin' feds
How you know? 'Cuz when I look at him he duck his head

They want Ivy Honor, Tarlasia, and Tootie all scared
My family fuck around, lose me, it's gone be welfare
So lil' daddy I'mma hit you up later
They ridin' wit LSU shirts on in a blue Navigator

They know I'm after this paper so they after my azz
30 G's up in the airport, they call in the task
They say you love to ride wit no legs, no, I love to get head
You gone be dead just like Ivan, fuck you fed, bitch
(Can ya hear me now?)

Say, say, say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me, can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?

Say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?

Say savage you got work?
Yeah, white as yo t-shirt playa
Well, I been hittin' yo phone, all I'm gettin' is the voice mail
I got anotha numba cat, you undercover rat?

Playin' like dat a have a nigga doin' a hundred flat
I'm constantly stackin' because I wanna live lavish man
I'm good wit this white because I know life's about havin' thangs
I got two bad bitches that handle bizness for savage man

They get off the plane and I pick 'em up by the baggage claim
Straight to the boulevard, I work it and work it hard
Robbers and murderers, I serve 'em straight through the burglar bars
I fuck wit them Trill boys, don't fuck wit nobody else
'Cause I know I'mma take my charge and I ain't gone tell on myself

Hoe niggas come to my door for the scope, it ain't nothin' happenin'
'Cause nigga's a rat on ya up in court and don't even care
I'm a lil' nigga that a make a hundred bricks disappear
A muthafuckin' gangsta, hold up
(Can ya hear me now?)

Say, say, say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me, can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?

Say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?

I can't talk now, this ain't the time or the place
The block hot like grits, ain't tryin' to catch a case
My nigga just got ten in a for real way
And them bitches know who I am 'cause what my grill say

So meet me at the spot and we can run it face to face
You see this Cingular gone, have a nigga upstate
And if I'm upstate how the fuck I'mma make cake
Oh you ain't hung 'em yet, you must be workin' for them snakes

You know every hood got snitches, bumpin' gums like bitches
So they won't have to live behind them fences
Sleepin' on hard bunks, pumpin' iron on them benches
Niggas tryin' to get wit ya, you gone hook or get ya issue

But keep it brief, them laws never go to sleep
If you want them M&M's, meet me on ya momma street
Don't forget to keep yo eyes open
That cable ain't hookin' nothin' up but cameras and they scopin'

Say, say, say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me, can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?

Say, say round, let me hit ya right back
Hot right now, the feds got my phone tap
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now? Can ya hear me?
Say, say, say

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Lose Control - Lyrics - Cookbook - Missy Elliott

Title: Lose Control
Album: Cookbook
Artist: Missy Elliott
Composer(s): Richard Davis, Ciara Harris, Juan Atkins, Curtis Lee Hudson, Bernard Lentz, Isaac Iii Freeman, Willie Lee Duckworth, Melissa A Elliott

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Lyric:
Music make you lose control
Music make you lose control

Let?s go, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Here we go now, here we go now
Here we go now, here we go now
Watch out now
(Music make you lose control)

Misdemeanor?s in da house
Ciara?s in da house
Misdemeanor?s in tha house
Fat man scoop man scoop man scoop

I?ve got a cute face
Chubby waist
Thick legs in shape
Rump shakin? both ways

Make you do a double take
Planet rocka show stoppa
Flo? proppa head knocka
Beat styla tail droppa

Do ma thang muthafuckas
Ma rose Royce Lamborghini
Blue Madina always beamin?
Ragtop chrome pipes

Blue lights outta sight
Know me sow it in
Set it in sow it in
Make dat money tho it in
Booty bouncing gon hit

Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
'Cuz Misdemeanor said so

Everybody
(Step,step)
Everybody
Everybody
(Step,step)
Everybody

Well ma name is Ciara
For all you fly fellas
No one can do it betta
She?ll sing on acapella

Boy the music
Makes me lose control
We gon? make you lose control
And let it go fo you know
You gon hit tha flo?

I rock to the beat till I?m
(Tired)
Walk in da club it?s
(Fiya)

Get it crunked and wired
Wave ya hands scream
(Louda)
If you smoke den fiya it up

Bring da roof down den
(Holla)
If you tipsy stand up
DJ turn it
(Louda)

Take somebody by da waist den
Now tho it in dey face like
Hypnotic, robotic
This here will rock yo bodies

Take somebody by da waist den
Now tho it in dey face like
Systematic, histatic
This hit be automatic

Work wait
Work, work, work wait
Work, work, work wait
Work, work, work wait
Do it right

Hit tha floor, hit tha floor
Hit tha floor, hit tha floor
Hit tha floor, hit tha floor
Hit tha floor

Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz Misdemeanor said so

Everybody
(Step,step)
Everybody
Everybody
(Step,step)
Everybody

Let?s go
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off da wall
'Cuz Misdemeanor said

So, everybody
(Step, step)
Everybody
(Keep on steppin')

Everybody
(Step,step)
Everybody
(Step)
Get loose

Now put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall

Misdemeanor?s in da house
Yeh, Ciara?s in da house
Misdemeanor?s in tha house
(Music make you lose control)

We on fiya we on fiya
We on fiya we on fiya
Now tho it girl, tho it girl, tho it girl
Yeah, now move yo arm to tha left girl

Now move yo arm to tha left girl
Now move yo arm to tha right girl
Now move yo arm to tha right girl
Let?s go now, let?s go now, let?s go now

Woo, let?s go
Should I bring it back right now?
Now bring it back now
I see you C

Now see I'm a I'm a do it like C do it
Now shake it girl
Come on and jus shake it girl
Come on and let it pop right girl

Come on and let it pop right girl
Now back it up girl
Back it up girl
Back it up girl
Back it up girl

Woooo, woooo, woooo, go go
Bring it to da front girl go go
Bring it to da front girl go go
Bring it to da front girl go go
Bring it to da front girl let?s go, let?s go, let?s go

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Everything'S Gonna Be Alright - Lyrics - Aaliyah

Title: Everything'S Gonna Be Alright
Artist: Aaliyah
Composer(s): George Brown, Claydes Smith, Robert Bell, Ronald Bell, M Muhammed, Dennis Thomas, Rodney Jerkins, Earl Toon, James Taylor, Japhe Tejeda

Lyric:
Yo, Rodney, you ready?
'Cause I'm ready so let's go

Come on, check it, check it out
Aaliyah makes it hot
Background makes it hot
The R.G. makes it hot
To get up, get up and don't stop

Everything's gonna be alright
Let's get this on tonight
It's time to get real loose
Do what you wanna do

Everything's gonna be alright
Let's get this on tonight
It's time to get real loose
Do what you wanna do

Baby, can we talk about what we came to do?
Let's turn this party on
Let me show you what our love's about
Come here, baby and let me show you how tonight

Everything's gonna be alright
Let's get this on tonight
It's time to get real loose
Do what you wanna do

Everything's gonna be alright
Let's get this on tonight
It's time to get real loose
Do what you wanna do

Now we know what's going on
Just come to me and baby, you will see
That I'm not into playing games
You can do this, baby, with the L I Y A H, baby

Everything's gonna be alright
Let's get this on tonight
It's time to get real loose
Do what you wanna do

Everything's gonna be alright
Let's get this on tonight
It's time to get real loose
Do what you wanna do

When I'm with you, you make me smile
(Baby, yes, you do)
Stay with me a little while
(A little while)
Don't ever go, 'cause tonight is the night
Baby, I will do anything you want me to

Everything's gonna be alright
Let's get this on tonight
It's time to get real loose
Do what you wanna do

Everything's gonna be alright
Let's get this on tonight
It's time to get real loose
Do what you wanna do

Everything's gonna be alright
Let's get this on tonight
It's time to get real loose
Do what you wanna do

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Family Affair - Lyrics - No More Drama - Mary J Blige

Title: Family Affair
Album: No More Drama
Artist: Mary J Blige
Composer(s): Andre Romell Young, Chynnah Lodge, Mike Elizondo, Bruce Allen Miller, Camara Kambon, Mary J Blige, Melvin Charles Bradford, Asiah Louis

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Lyric:
Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open, now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

Come on everybody get on up
'Cause you know we gots to get it crunk
Mary J. is in the spot tonight
And I'ma make ya feel alright, make you feel alright

Come on baby just party with me
Let loose and set your body free
Leave your situations at the door
So when you step inside, jump on the floor

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

It's only gonna be about a matter of time
Before you get loose and start to lose your mind
Cop you a drink, go ahead and rock your ice
'Cause we're celebrating 'No More Drama' in our lives

With the Dre track pumpin' everybody's jumpin'
Go ahead and twist your back and get your bodies bumpin'
I told you, leave your situations at the door
So grab somebody and get your ass on the dance floor

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

We don't need no haters
We're just trying to love one another

We just want ya'll to have a good time
No more drama in your life
Work real hard to make a dime
If you got beef, you're problem not mine

Leave all that BS outside
We're gonna celebrate all night
Let's have fun tonight, no fights
Turn that Dre track way up high

Making you dance all night and I
Got some real heat for you this time
It doesn't matter if you're white or black
Let's get crunk 'cause Mary's back

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

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Family Affair (Remix) - Lyrics - Mary J Blige

Title: Family Affair (Remix)
Artist: Mary J Blige
Composer(s): Andre Romell Young, Chynnah Lodge, Mike Elizondo, Bruce Allen Miller, Camara Kambon, Mary J Blige, Melvin Charles Bradford, Asiah Louis

Lyric:
Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open, now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

Come on everybody get on up
'Cause you know we gots to get it crunk
Mary J. is in the spot tonight
And I'ma make ya feel alright, make you feel alright

Come on baby just party with me
Let loose and set your body free
Leave your situations at the door
So when you step inside, jump on the floor

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

It's only gonna be about a matter of time
Before you get loose and start to lose your mind
Cop you a drink, go ahead and rock your ice
'Cause we're celebrating 'No More Drama' in our lives

With the Dre track pumpin' everybody's jumpin'
Go ahead and twist your back and get your bodies bumpin'
I told you, leave your situations at the door
So grab somebody and get your ass on the dance floor

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

We don't need no haters
We're just trying to love one another

We just want ya'll to have a good time
No more drama in your life
Work real hard to make a dime
If you got beef, you're problem not mine

Leave all that BS outside
We're gonna celebrate all night
Let's have fun tonight, no fights
Turn that Dre track way up high

Making you dance all night and I
Got some real heat for you this time
It doesn't matter if you're white or black
Let's get crunk 'cause Mary's back

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

Let's get it crunk upon, have fun upon
Up in this dancery
We got ya'll open now ya floatin'
So you gots to dance for me

Don't need no hateration, holleration
In this dancery
Let's get it perculatin' while you're waitin'
So just dance for me

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Waitin' On You - Lyrics - Ghetto Love - Jaheim

Title: Waitin' On You
Album: Ghetto Love
Artist: Jaheim
Composer(s): Christopher Joe, Kent Lawrence, Eric Williams, Wesley Hogges

Lyric:
Yeah, uh, oh yeah
Sit right here, girl
Let me talk to you
'Bout some thing's that we've been going through

Let's do whatever girl and make it last
We've gotta take our time we can't move to fast
Now I'm not the type of cat to hit and run
(Oh, no)

Girl, I swear that you're the only one
But what I am girl is a lovin' man
While love is just wanna smack and smash that ass
Kick it fast

One, two what you wanna do?
(Ain't even gon' front girl, I wanna tear it up now)
Two, three tell me, what's it gonna be? You ain't gonna get
No peppey so you better keep watchin' TV

Look at you tryna play me like I'm loose
(Girl you've got it twisted, I'm here waitin' on you)
(Waitin' on you, waitin' on you, girl, you must be trippin')
(I'm here waitin' on you)

Baby girl, you know I'm stuck on you
And I'll do just what you want me to
Whatever it is I aim to please
For your love get on my knees

I wanna touch you right here
Kiss you right there
However you want it, baby
I don't care

But if the night's not right
Then that's okay
I love you anyway
Your JaJa's here to stay

One, two what you wanna do?
(Ain't even gon' front girl, I wanna tear it up now)
Two, three tell me, what's it gonna be? You ain't gonna get
No peppey so you better keep watchin' TV

Look at you tryna play me like I'm loose
(Girl you've got it twisted, I'm here waitin' on you)
(Waitin' on you, waitin' on you, girl, you must be trippin')
(I'm here waitin' on you)

One, two what you wanna do?
(Ain't even gon' front girl, I wanna tear it up now)
Two, three tell me, what's it gonna be? You ain't gonna get
No peppey so you better keep watchin' TV

Look at you tryna play me like I'm loose
(Girl you've got it twisted, I'm here waitin' on you)
(Waitin' on you, waitin' on you, girl, you must be trippin')
(I'm here waitin' on you)

After all this time
I've been with you, baby
Do you wanna act up, stop talkin' slick
You talkin' crazy
(Crazy)

You know you mean the world to me
Out of all the places in this world
There's not one place, I'd rather be
So stop actin' like you wanna be alone

If you felt that way we would of never fallen
And if the night's not right
Then that's okay, I love you anyway
Your JaJa's here to stay

One, two what you wanna do?
(Ain't even gon' front girl, I wanna tear it up now)
Two, three tell me, what's it gonna be? You ain't gonna get
No peppey so you better keep watchin' TV

Look at you tryna play me like I'm loose
(Girl you've got it twisted, I'm here waitin' on you)
(Waitin' on you, waitin' on you, girl, you must be trippin')
(I'm here waitin' on you)

One, two what you wanna do?
(Ain't even gon' front girl, I wanna tear it up now)
Two, three tell me, what's it gonna be? You ain't gonna get
No peppey so you better keep watchin' TV

Look at you tryna play me like I'm loose
(Girl you've got it twisted, I'm here waitin' on you)
(Waitin' on you, waitin' on you, girl, you must be trippin')
(I'm here waitin' on you)

One, two what you wanna do?
(Ain't even gon' front girl, I wanna tear it up now)
Two, three tell me, what's it gonna be? You ain't gonna get
No peppey so you better keep watchin' TV

Look at you tryna play me like I'm loose
(Girl you've got it twisted, I'm here waitin' on you)
(Waitin on you, waitin' on you, girl, you must be trippin')
(I'm here waitin' on you)

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Loose Booty - Lyrics - Reality Check - Juvenile

Title: Loose Booty
Album: Reality Check
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): C Nicholas, Teruis Gray, P Smith, D Miller

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Lyric:
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

I ain't tryin' to be stuck all in the corner and locked up
Tongue-kissin' a hoe a nigga know she a doctor
Hoe can make a nigga think she a queen
She standin' there, smellin' like potpourri, I bet she stank in them jeans

Need to shake it, wash it, rinse it, squeeze it and douche it
Call a time-out, freeze, at ease that pussy
They comin' out the woodworks, ain't no pride
They don't get tired, play they vibe and they'll shake it 'til they foot hurt

Say she dressin' for time, she got a lot of that
She ain't no nickel and dime, she got a dollar back
When she step her ass bounce two times
The wobble, wobble, make it hard for her to walk straight lines

Gotta add the soldiers on when you standin' behind her
You might get stuck in there and need a camera to find her
Gotta hold on to them handlebars 'cause you don't want that broad
Goin' tellin' your dawgs you got handled boy

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

You make a nigga wanna pay for that pussy hoe
Stand it up and make you get up on your tiptoes
Play with love man, kiss it, baby, watch him grow
Don't run your mouth about it, momma try to keep it low

Let's get a room somewhere deep on the outskirts
Give me head 'til yo' muh'fuckin' mouth hurts
Go tell your friends 'bout the suite up at the W
About the view and all the freaky shit I done to you

Now, when she see me, when you're not around
She be in my face, tryin' to see what I'm about
Here, take my number, maybe you can take me out
Take you somewhere and put some dick up in your mouth

I remember when you bitches wasn't so nice
Before the rings and the watches got a coat of ice
Same nigga, different day, we forever say
Money over bitches, U.T.P., Eight way

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

Oh, I like the way you move it to the right, girl
No, I like the way you shake it to the left, girl
No, I like it when you bend it, when you step girl
Now, touch your toes while you hold your breath girl

And I ain't come here to ruin your night
I'm tryin' to put somethin' new in your life
Just by doin' you right, we can go somewhere for two if you like
Use the stars and the moon for the light 'cause you movin' it right

See, I'm really tryin' to do you tonight
If you dyke, bring your crew if you like
If any, um, booty is like, your booty is like
Call your whole crew booty delight, we make it 'Nolia Clap'

Don't hold it back, touch the flo' with that
I got a heart attack, your booty causin' cataract
I can't even stay on it, look I keep on fallin' back
My momma always told me Skip don't ever fall for that

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

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