On The Side - Lyrics - Dave Hollister

Title: On The Side
Artist: Dave Hollister
Composer(s): Durrell Babbs

Lyric:
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh

You're the private girl, the side girl
You're the best ride I ever had, girl
You're the one I make up more lies to see
But you can't keep callin' my phone
When you know I got a wifey at home
But you still call, are you tryin' to break up my thang?
Told you to keep it on

Told you to keep it on
The down low so no one knows
That I see you on the side
But you can't have me
So you told everybody
That I see you on the side

Told you to keep it on
The down low so no one knows
That I see you on the side
But you can't have me
So you told everybody
That I see you on the side

You're the real girl, the keep it real girl
And I understand how you feel, girl
But I just can't give up my girl for you, no
But you're sayin' you can have it
No one else can, you better understand
Gonna stop runnin' 'round, tellin' your friends, ohh

Told you to keep it on
The down low so no one knows
That I see you on the side
But you can't have me
So you told everybody
That I see you on the side

Told you to keep it on
The down low so no one knows
That I see you on the side
But you can't have me
So you told everybody
That I see you on the side

I know I put it on you
Now you can't get enough of me
I know you wanna be the
Girl I'm runnin' home to see
I know that I gave it
The way you want me to
I know that I'm not gon'
Give up my girl for you

Told you to keep it on
The down low so no one knows
That I see you on the side
But you can't have me
So you told everybody
That I see you on the side

Told you to keep it on
The down low so no one knows
That I see you on the side
But you can't have me
So you told everybody
That I see you on the side

Told you to keep it on
The down low so no one knows
That I see you on the side
But you can't have me
So you told everybody
That I see you on the side

Told you to keep it on
The down low so no one knows
That I see you on the side
But you can't have me
So you told everybody
That I see you on the side

Told you to keep it on
The down low so know one knows
That I see you on the side
But you can't have me
So you told everybody
That I see you on the side

Told you to keep it on
The down low so no one knows
That I see you on the side
But you can't have me
So you told everybody
That I see you on the side

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Girl On The Side - Lyrics - Braxtons

Title: Girl On The Side
Artist: Braxtons
Composer(s): London Jones, Traci Braxton, Sean Kirk Hall, Christopher A Stewart

Lyric:
I had my suspicions baby
I didn't say nothing 'cause I be trippin' right
I put all my trust in you
The ears you used to kiss don't hear you anymore

How could you be getting around me
Getting around me
Why'd you have to play me like that baby
That's all I want to know, you tell me

And why were you getting around on me
Sleeping around on me
I would never do you like that baby
And I'm the last to know

Now everybody knows
That you have a girl on the side
Now everybody knows, yeah yeah
That you're not doing me right
Why'd you have to be the kind that won't love faithfully
I don't want no man with a girl on the side

You know how much I love you baby
You'll never find a girl
Who gives you more than me
You threw away the best of times

When you strayed away and left me lonely
'Cause I was not your one and only
Didn't I please you like you wanted
How could you be untrue and throw it all away

Now everybody knows
That you have a girl on the side
Now everybody knows, yeah yeah
That you're not doing me right
Why'd you have to be the kind that won't love faithfully
I don't want no man with a girl on the side

There ain't gon' be no coming around my door
You can stay right where you are
Because you'll never get my love anymore

How could you be getting around me
Getting around me
Why'd you have to play me like that baby
That's all I want to know, you tell me

And why were you getting around on me
Sleeping around on me
I would never do you like that baby
And I'm the last to know

Now everybody knows
That you have a girl on the side
Now everybody knows, yeah
That you're not doing me right
Why'd you have to be the kind that won't love faithfully
I don't want no man with a girl on the side

Now everybody knows
That you have a girl on the side
Now everybody knows, yeah
That you're not doing me right
Why'd you have to be the kind that won't love faithfully
I don't want no man with a girl on the side

How could you be getting around me
How could you be getting around me

Now everybody knows you, girl
I don't want your love, I don't need your love
I will be fine, I won't spend my time
Alone, alone, alone, alone I won't be alone

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Drop And Gimme 50 - Lyrics - The Voice - Mike Jones

Title: Drop And Gimme 50
Album: The Voice
Artist: Mike Jones
Composer(s): Michael Crooms, Cortez Davis, Corey Dennard, Christopher Dooley, J Dumas, Marion Horton, Mike Jones, Adams Piggott

Lyric:
Aah, Colli Park
Who? Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones, Smurf
You did the fool with this one, baby
I got Hurricane Chris
(Say girl, say girl)

And right now
(Say girl, say girl)
We want all the sexy ladies
(Say girl, say girl)
10th Ward, buck wat up?
Drop & gimmie 50, Hurricane holla at 'em

She busting it wide open and shaking it on the floor
I'm finna go to the bar and get some drank and hit the floor
I'm finna get on the flo, I'm finna get on the flo
I'm finna get on the flo, I'm finna get on the flo

She wanna drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50

Lil mama, right there bad
She droppin' 'n' shakin' fast
Come holla, I got the dollars
Got more if ya ass will swallow

She shakin' it by the roba, hopin' it by the Bentley
She know that I'm high and tipsy now drop it 'n' gimme 50
She see me with Hurricane so droppin' it and do her thang
She know when I get inside, I'm a fuck up her walls, man

She see me with Colli Park, she see me with 3-feet
She know when it come to mind, she know it ain't 3 feet
She busting it wide open and shaking it on the flo
She said if I get ha tipsy, we gone leave 'n' hit the mo

I told her, girl, here you go, I teased her on the low
Now she freakin' me on the flo, she beggin' me for some mo
I hit it and hit the do, I hit it just like a pro
Ice age 'n' fifty, one fifty, we in the do'

She busting it wide open and shaking it on the floor
I'm finna go to the bar and get some drank and hit the floor
I'm finna get on the flo, I'm finna get on the flo
I'm finna get on the flo, I'm finna get on the flo

She wanna drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50

Now put yo right hand in the air
Put the left one in yo underwear
Now tickle dat cat, tickle dat cat
Now tickle dat cat, tickle dat cat

Ooh, she act a fool on the dick, fool on the dick
She act a fool on the dick, fool on the dick
Now get sick with it, 'n' do the split with it
Now get sick with it, 'n' do the split with it

Say, girl, drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Girl, drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50
Now I don't mean to start no riot
All the ugly women in the house be quiet

She busting it wide open and shaking it on the floor
I'm finna go to the bar and get some drank and hit the floor
I'm finna get on the flo, I'm finna get on the flo
I'm finna get on the flo, I'm finna get on the flo

She wanna drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50

Now by the third verse, it's way hotter
We wide open, she dropped it down low
With her hips and her thighs rolling, I noticed
That can't nobody do it like I do it
I'm posted in V.I.P with two chick on the side of me

We got money so tell the other niggas to stop pulling
Out they cash and let me see how you act for a stack
Drop it low and brang it up like you a fool
Now put a dip in yo back and let me see what you can do

She say if she bend it over, it'll be a full moon
I told her bend it over, let me see that full moon
Like the boom, boom, room, whole club on tune
Shake it like you tryna break it
Ain't no sense in even faking

You know me I do it big by the bar and tell 'em jig
As soon as we walk in the do' we go
Straight to the dance flo

She busting it wide open and shaking it on the floor
I'm finna go to the bar and get some drank and hit the floor
I'm finna get on the flo, I'm finna get on the flo
I'm finna get on the flo, I'm finna get on the flo

She wanna drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50

She busting it wide open and shaking it on the floor
I'm finna go to the bar and get some drank and hit the floor
I'm finna get on the flo, I'm finna get on the flo
I'm finna get on the flo, I'm finna get on the flo

She wanna drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, drop & gimme 50
Drop & gimme 50, girl, drop & gimme 50

This what you get when Colli Park hook up
With the package sto' nigga
Ya'll ain't know we was coming back like this did ya?

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Jackie Washington - Lyrics - Blackie & The Rodeo Kings

Title: Jackie Washington
Artist: Blackie & The Rodeo Kings
Composer(s): Colin Kendall Linden

Lyric:
Jackie Washington rode the rails
Way back in World War II
Playing his guitar in the sleeper car
To lullaby the lucky few

He worked the Canadian Pacific line
To satisfy his wandering bones
There weren?t a lot of men that he couldn?t call friend
Or places that he couldn?t call home, good Lord
Places that he couldn?t call home

Saying, "Mr. Conductor put the hammer down
I?m not gonna rest ?til I reach Hammer Town
I got a girl on the East Side and there?s a band on the West Side
Playing blues and sentimental"

He never crossed over that American border
Though he lived just a few miles away
He said, "Everything I need I can find right here
North of the USA"

Guitar and piano and a thousand tunes
And his brothers just playing all night
Singing every song from the hit parade
And swinging by the steel mill light, good Lord
Swinging by the steel mill light

Saying, "Mr. Conductor put the hammer down
I?m not gonna rest ?til I reach Hammer Town
I got a girl on the East Side and there?s a band on the West Side
Playing blues and sentimental"

Jackie Washington takes the stage
The same way that he?s always been
Lighting up the aisles with a heavenly smile
And bringing everybody in

Jackie made '80 back in ?99
Still he plays every show that he can
And there?s a midnight train rolling somewhere tonight
And Jackie?s strumming like a steel-driving man, good Lord
Strumming like a steel-driving man

Saying, "Mr. Conductor put the hammer down
I?m not gonna rest ?til I reach Hammer Town
I got a girl on the East Side and there?s a band on the West Side
Playing blues and sentimental"

Hey, Jackie Washington
Long may your sweet song carry on
Everybody on the East Side and everybody on the West side
Everybody on the East Side and everybody on the West side
Loves the blues and sentimental

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Confessions Pt. 1 (Extended Version) - Lyrics - Usher

Title: Confessions Pt. 1 (Extended Version)
Artist: Usher
Composer(s): Usher Raymond, Jermaine Dupri, Bryan Michael Cox

Lyric:
Everything that I been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side with a crib and a ride
Been telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it?s all bad
And I just wanna confess, it's been going on so long
Girl, I been doing you so wrong and I want you to know that

Everything that I been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side with a crib and a ride
Been telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it?s all bad
And I just wanna confess, it's been going on so long
Girl, I been doing you so wrong and I want you to know that

Every time I was in L.A., I was with my ex-girlfriend
Every time you called I told you, baby, I?m workin', no
I was out doin' my dirt, oh, wasn't thinkin' 'bout you gettin' hurt
I was hand in hand in the Beverly Center like man
Not givin' a damn who sees me

So gone, I know, so wrong, just listen
Acting like I didn't have you sittin' at home
Thinkin' about me, bein' a good girl that you are
Bet you probably believe, you got a good man
A man never would do the things, I'ma 'bout to tell you I've done
Brace yourself, it ain't good
But it would be even worse if you heard this from somebody else

Everything that I been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side with a crib and a ride
Been telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it?s all bad
And I just wanna confess, it's been going on so long
Girl, I been doing you so wrong and I want you to know that

Everything that I been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side with a crib and a ride
Been telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it?s all bad
And I just wanna confess, it's been going on so long
Girl, I been doing you so wrong and I want you to know that

If I could turn back the hands of time and start all over I would
Instead of everything being all bad, baby, everything would be all good
I don?t wanna lose you but I know what I'm telling you
Ain't gon' make you wanna stay, you probably just wanna run away
Or mad enough to punch me in my face

Been living like an idiot and deserve every bit of it, I know
Today is the day that I ain't gon' lie in the plan
And the bullshit, girl, I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry
But I can no longer run around with this stress on my chest
I confess

Everything that I been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side with a crib and a ride
Been telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it?s all bad
And I just wanna confess, it's been going on so long
Girl, I been doing you so wrong and I want you to know that

Everything that I been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side with a crib and a ride
Been telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it?s all bad
And I just wanna confess, it's been going on so long
Girl, I been doing you so wrong and I want you to know that

Can you break it down, don?t leave me, baby

Everything that I been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side with a crib and a ride
Been telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it?s all bad
And I just wanna confess, it's been going on so long
Girl, I been doing you so wrong and I want you to know that

Everything that I been doing is all bad
I got a chick on the side with a crib and a ride
Been telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it?s all bad
And I just wanna confess, it's been going on so long
Girl, I been doing you so wrong and I want you to know that

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Confessions Part 1 - Lyrics - Usher

Title: Confessions Part 1
Artist: Usher
Composer(s): Usher Raymond, Jermaine Dupri, Bryan Michael Cox

Lyric:
Every thing that I've been doin' is all bad
I got a chick on the side wit a crib and a ride
I've telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it's all bad
And I just wanna confess 'cause it's been goin' on so long
Girl, I been doin' you so wrong and I want you to know that

Every thing that I've been doin' is all bad
I got a chick on the side wit a crib and a ride
I've telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it's all bad
And I just wanna confess 'cause it's been goin' on so long
Girl, I been doin' you so wrong and I want you to know that

Every time I was in L.A. I was with my ex-girlfriend
Every time you called I told you, "Baby, I'm workin'"
No, I was out doin' my dirt, oh, wasn't thinkin' 'bout you gettin' hurt
I was hand in hand in the Beverly Center like man
Not givin' a damn who sees me

So gone, I know, so wrong, just listen, actin' like I got it
And left you sittin' at home thinkin' about me, bein' a good girl
That you are but you prolly believe you got a good man
I man that never would do the things I'm about to tell you
I've done, brace yourself, it ain't good
But it would be even worse if you heard this from somebody else

Every thing that I've been doin' is all bad
I got a chick on the side wit a crib and a ride
I've telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it's all bad
And I just wanna confess 'cause it's been goin' on so long
Girl, I been doin' you so wrong and I want you to know that

Every thing that I've been doin' is all bad
I got a chick on the side wit a crib and a ride
I've telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it's all bad
And I just wanna confess 'cause it's been goin' on so long
Girl, I been doin' you so wrong and I want you to know that

If I could turn back the hands of time and start all over I would
Instead of everything bein' all bad, baby everything will be all good
I don?t wanna lose you but I know what I'm telling you
Ant gon? make you wanna stay, probably just make you run away

Or mad enough to punch me in my face
I've been livin' like an idiot and I deserve every bit of it, I know
Today is the day that I end all the lyin' and the playin'
And the bullshit, girl I'm sorry, baby I'm sorry but I can no longer
Walk around with this stress on my chest, I confess

Every thing that I've been doin' is all bad
I got a chick on the side wit a crib and a ride
I've telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it's all bad
And I just wanna confess 'cause it's been goin' on so long
Girl, I been doin' you so wrong and I want you to know that

Every thing that I've been doin' is all bad
I got a chick on the side wit a crib and a ride
I've telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it's all bad
And I just wanna confess 'cause it's been goin' on so long
Girl, I been doin' you so wrong and I want you to know that

Can you break it down?

Every thing that I've been doin' is all bad
I got a chick on the side wit a crib and a ride
I've telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it's all bad
And I just wanna confess 'cause it's been goin' on so long
Girl, I been doin' you so wrong and I want you to know that

Every thing that I've been doin' is all bad
I got a chick on the side wit a crib and a ride
I've telling you so many lies, ain't none good, it's all bad
And I just wanna confess 'cause it's been goin' on so long
Girl, I been doin' you so wrong and I want you to know that

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Fightin' On The Same Side - Lyrics - Hooters

Title: Fightin' On The Same Side
Artist: Hooters
Composer(s): Eric Bazilian, Rick Chertoff, Rob Hyman

Lyric:
Here we are on the battlefield
A civil war is all each other feels
Oh yeah, you say blue and I say gray
But we know love ain't love if it fades away
Oh, don't let it fade away

Just leave these troubles behind
And break down all the battle lines
Open up your eyes girl
We're fightin' on the same side

Oh, here we are on the battlefield
Wounded by the words that cut so deep
Oh yeah, well I can't give if you won't take
Maybe we're just afraid that it's too late
Oh, well I know it's not too late

So leave these troubles behind
And break down all the battle lines
Open up your eyes girl
We're fightin' on the same side

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
(Come on baby)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
(Yeah each and everyday)

We're both soldiers of the heart
Fightin' for the dream that fell apart
Oh yeah, we both know this war is real
Surrender to the way we used to feel
Oh, I miss the way we used to feel

So leave these troubles behind
And break down all the battle lines
Open up your eyes girl
We're fightin' on the same side
Open up your eyes girl
We're fightin' on the same side
We're fightin' on the same side

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
(Come on baby)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
(Yeah each and everyday)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
(Just open up your eyes)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
(We're fightin' on the same side)

Just open up your eyes, girl
We're fightin' on the same side
Just open up your eyes
We're fightin' on the same side

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Something In The Air - Lyrics - Five

Title: Something In The Air
Artist: Five
Composer(s): Sean Kieran Conlon, Richard Abidin Breen, Richard Stannard, Jason Paul Brown, Julian Gallagher

Lyric:
Reminisce girl, on the way that it was
Everything that I had was yours
Give me kiss, girl like you used to do
I'm gonna take my time with you

Make it feel like what you felt before
Now you're back 'cause you want some more
I can't help but feel the way I do
And girl, I got this to say to you

They're runnin' around my mind
Got thoughts of you and me all the time
Oh baby, you've got to let me know what I gotta do
'Cause if you'd only tell me, maybe you could help me
Try to understand how to get with you

All the boys on the right give it up this time
All the girls on the left give it up this time
'Cause all the boys on the right want to check you out
And all the girls on the left wanna show you how

Now it's on girl, got the best to you
Now I wanna take the rest of you
I don't want to take it slow with you
I wanna rock with you, I wanna roll

If you want girl we can take a ride
I'll be fine with you by my side
I can't help but feel the way I do
So I've got this to say to you

They're runnin' around my mind
Got thoughts of you and me all the time
Oh baby, you've got to let me know what I gotta do
'Cause if you'd only tell me, maybe you could help me
Try to understand how to get with you

All the boys on the right give it up this time
All the girls on the left give it up this time
'Cause all the boys on the right want to check you out
And all the girls on the left wanna show you how

Give me kisses, lay it on, rock it to the break of dawn
I can do it nice and soft and give you everything you want
'Cause what you need's what I got, don't forget it
Baby I'm a-waiting right here, come and get it

Kissin' necks, I'll perplex, any way you want ta flex
We should get together just to check out if our love connects
Tell me now are you feelin' how I'm feelin'?
I got a freaky feelin' deep inside this could be real and check it out

'Cause if you'd only tell me, maybe you could help me
Try to understand how to get with you

All the boys on the right give it up this time
All the girls on the left give it up this time
'Cause all the boys on the right want to check you out
And all the girls on the left wanna show you how

All the boys on the right give it up this time
All the girls on the left give it up this time
'Cause all the boys on the right want to check you out
And all the girls on the left wanna show you how

There's something in the air, in the air, in the air
There's something in the air
There's something in the air, in the air, in the air
There's something in the air
There's something in the air

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Beast - Lyrics - Ali

Title: Beast
Artist: Ali
Composer(s): Ali Jones, Sean Kelly, Trif

Lyric:
It's the S, the T, the L, the O
And the U, the I, the S, St. Louis

Roll to the North side, chill on the Westside
Take the bridge to the East, the Southside
Dodge the beast, we see 'em comin'
Fuck them, we ain't runnin', we all seventy

Roll to the North side, chill on the Westside
Take the bridge to the East, the Southside
Dodge the beast, we see 'em comin'
Fuck them, we ain't runnin', we all seventy

When you least expect it, I watching every move
That you down packed, I'm city slick without the Lou
Hell yeah, I got some shit to prove
First of all I never left St.Louis, I took a piece of it wit' me

In '93, set up camp in ATL, I was 69in'
Before y'all cats started diamond minin'
'Cause the Freak Nick turned me out, I always knew that
Years later peace trees supplied the woo wat

Here comes another nigga from the MO, think I'm scared of the mic
For this I waited a long time, haters wanna block my shine
'Cause the way of my words are put together plus I'm still in my prime
Ray-mon, raised above the Lou, straight out the Westside

In the Guinness Book World's endless is where it's classified
Ali made it happen, gave me some shine
Trife dropped a track so I made up a rhyme

Jump in the lab chemistry a perfect blend
Created this vaccine like the medicine men
I'm 'bout to use you for the guinea pig
Oh in a matter of fact the side effects are real killin' the whack

Roll to the North side, chill on the Westside
Take the bridge to the East, the Southside
Dodge the beast, we see 'em comin'
Fuck them, we ain't runnin', we all seventy

Roll to the North side, chill on the Westside
Take the bridge to the East, the Southside
Dodge the beast, we see 'em comin'
Fuck them, we ain't runnin', we all seventy

Oh ain't it bad, I destroy the nerve, battle boy, natural high cap
Fuck, Donna in the CD, half in the tray me and Ray the boy
Triston, listenin' for flaws, analyzing all of y'all

Been in corners in the Grenada, we took it back troops
Suits, hittin' wells to loot, niggas can hoop
Jumpin' like the G Money, gimme my money
Poised off when he went to see, two honeys

I like that, change the CD it's hazmat
Signin' autographs, as we got gas
Tim Woodrow wit' dubs, on the low, showing love
Wit' one light, two young niggas in the club

Animal House natural fitteds, one leg girl, don' did it
Drop run to raw, the second, flo' wit' it
Paid still castle point, high lawn hazel wood
Er'where it's all good, as we

Roll to the North side, chill on the Westside
Take the bridge to the East, the Southside
Dodge the beast, we see 'em comin'
Fuck them, we ain't runnin', we all seventy

Roll to the North side, chill on the Westside
Take the bridge to the East, the Southside
Dodge the beast, we see 'em comin'
Fuck them, we ain't runnin', we all seventy

Roll to the North side, chill on the Westside
Take the bridge to the East, the Southside
Dodge the beast, we see 'em comin'
Fuck them, we ain't runnin', we all seventy

Roll to the North side, chill on the Westside
Take the bridge to the East, the Southside
Dodge the beast, we see 'em comin'
Fuck them, we ain't runnin', we all seventy

It's the S, the T, the L, the O
And the U, the I, the S, St.Louis

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Lo - The One - Lyrics - Cee-Lo Green Is The Soul Machine - Cee

Title: Lo - The One
Album: Cee-Lo Green Is The Soul Machine
Artist: Cee
Composer(s): Maurice White, Phalon Anton Alexander, Philip James Bailey, Clifford Harris, Carlton Ridenhour, Hank Shocklee, Thomas Callaway

Lyric:
Oh, shit
I see you girl
Shorty, you know [Incomprehensible]

We gon' start this shit off right
We got Suga D-Nice in the house tonight
We gon' start this shit off right
We got Slick Jazzy Pha in the house tonight

We gon' start this shit off right
We got T.I.P. in the house tonight
We gon' start this shit off right
And slick be at home is in the house tonight

You the one girl, you the one girl
You the one girl, you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one

'Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl
You the one girl, you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one

See when we ride through
We let them see it from the side view
Slow and even so you know no one denied you
The parking lot look like these niggaz like to ride too
They didn't win but I must admit they tried to

Look like we talked up, when we walked up
And when we walked in, money talk then
The bar was bought then, we couldn't be caught then
I see you looking lil' girl, let's go get lost then

Every so often out on and off them
(I wanna go shit and you know this)
Well, is there anyone else that you could go with?
Cool run it back okay, see if she'll play wit Pha

You the one girl, you the one girl
You the one girl, you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one

'Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl
You the one girl, you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one girl

'Bout ten mo' minutes and I'm ready to ride
I got ten mo' bitches, I'ma fit up inside
This Suburban or Excursion or whatever I ride
I bet it's chrome on the wire, vogue on the tire

T.I.P. refer to me as your majesty or sire
Higher then the rest, Italian drop dead fresh
So much say what I feel with southern finesse
So debonair if he dare, bet he got best dressed

Full length mink, gator belt, gator vest
Including shoes, a ten thousand dollar outfit bitch
Yes dude, he dress to impress
A bitch enough to make her want to give me her dress

Blessed with the gift of gab to get gals
Hot enough to hit they pals, so get down
You looking good enough to come give me a kiss now
Get a room at the Swiss big as a beach house

You the one girl, you the one girl
You the one girl, you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one

'Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl
You the one girl, you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one

You're lookin nice
Hell, let's toast to the broken ice
We've seen each other once and already we've spoken twice
So stay or at the most a moment longer to hear me say
I really did miss you the last time that you went away

I'm serious, I must have you, I won't waste your time
And have you wishin' that somehow you could replace the time
I don't do any magic tricks to try and make the mind
I just convinced that the reality is that you have to race the time

She said, "You a playa ain't you, could have what you want, can't you?"
I replied that, ?I'm also an artist baby, I could paint you
In the frame and I don't try hard to not be the same?
So she knew she was gon' come before she came

You the one girl, you the one girl
You the one girl, you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one

'Cuz you the one girl, you the one girl
You the one girl, you the one girl
Put your finger in the air if you the one girl
(Girl, did you know that ahh?)

It's a privilege to have had this conversation
It's a privilege and to have had this relation
It's a privilege, I been searching all evening
For somebody who can finally send me the one

It's a privilege to have made you laugh
It's a privilege and to have crossed your path
It's a privilege, you're the star, yes you are
Can have your autograph 'cuz you lookin' like the one

It's a privilege to have seen your face
It's a privilege and I bet you taste so good
It's a privilege, let's get one thing understood
I'll be good, yes I would, especially for the one

It's a privilege, let have a head on collision
It's a privilege, girl you made the right decision
It's a privilege

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Can'T Get Enuff - Lyrics - Kevin Michael

Title: Can'T Get Enuff
Artist: Kevin Michael
Composer(s): Jordan Johnson, Robert Shea Taylor, Kevin Seward, Andrew Wyatt

Lyric:
I can?t get enough of that
I can?t get enough of that girl
Kevin Michael, Shorty Da Kid, lets go

When I first saw her she was licking her lips
With a gold chain hanging off the side of her hips
Glossy as the pages of a magazine
Got to figure how to get you on the team

So I asked if we could sit on the steps
And let a young G kick it from the right to the left
Gotta keep it movin? and work the game
Trying to spend a minute up next to your frame

She?s so fine that it really, really blows my mind
I can?t get enough of that girl
I can?t get enough of that girl

In the morning, in the evening
Somebody shake me ?cause I feel like I?m dreaming
I can?t get enough of that girl
I can?t get enough of that girl

In the bedroom, on the table
Whenever, wherever I?m willing and I?m able
I can?t get enough of that girl
I can?t get enough of that girl

We took a ride in my Coupe De Ville
Doing drive-by?s all day, if looks could?ve killed
She would be the bullet that hit me hard
Got that kinda ass that?s dangerous

And I ain?t trying to be the one that she played
?Cause she?s a dime, my nigga and I want her to stay
Brain that?s just as bangin? as the body and
Shawty got me thinking I?m a family man

She?s so fine that it really, really blows my mind
I just can?t help myself
I can?t get enough
I can?t get enough of that girl

In the morning, in the evening
Somebody shake me ?cause I feel like I?m dreaming
I can?t get enough of that girl
I can?t get enough of that girl

In the bedroom, on the table
Whenever, wherever I?m willing and I?m able
I can?t get enough of that girl
I can?t get enough of that girl

Hold on, stop, somebody blow the whistle
I gotta call a time out ?cause baby?s so official
It hit me like a missile when I seen it, shawty got me feelin?
Rise of the sun till the evening

Got me wanna clean and cook, maybe I?m dreaming
Listen, ba boom, ba boom, hear my heart beating
Weekends I don?t even hit the club
?Cause first we on the couch then in the tub

In the bed it?s whatever she wanna do
We stop, take a break and get ready for round two
?Cause I can?t get enough of that girl
I can?t get enough of that girl

She?s five foot nothing, I?m feeling the frame
A man that donkey on the back but like you need to be tamed
See I got her by the game, you know it?s a fact, boy
She telling all her friends she go with a track, boy, ay

She?s so fine that it really, really, really blows my mind
And I can?t get enough of that girl
I can?t get enough of that girl
I can?t get enough of that girl

In the morning, in the evening
Somebody shake me ?cause it feels like I?m dreaming
I can?t get enough of that girl
I can?t get enough of that girl

She turned out the light and she?s turning me on
And I?m turnin? her out till the break of dawn
I can?t get enough of that girl
I can?t get enough of that girl

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My Side Of The Bed - Lyrics - Lsg

Title: My Side Of The Bed
Artist: Lsg
Composer(s): Gerald Levert, Tony Nicholas

Lyric:
No, no, no
How can I express
My apology to you
I know I better pay
For all the things I put you through

Lying 'bout my whereabouts
I don't even take you out no more
So it wasn't a surprise to me
When I found my clothes outside the door

Before you put me out
Girl, please understand
I ain't nothin' special
I am just a man
Who loves you with all my heart
But I didn't use my head
I swear that I'll be back, girl
So just keep it warm
On my side of the bed
On my side of the bed

I know how I would feel
If you went astray
Thinking 'bout somebody lovin' you
Better than I do, girl would make me go insane

Can I have a kiss goodbye
And I'll be on my way
Believe me I'll be on my knees
Beggin' you take me back someday

Before you put me out
Girl, please understand
I ain't nothin' special
I am just a man
Who loves you with all my heart
But I didn't use my head
I swear that I'll be back, girl
So just keep it warm
On my side of the bed
On my side of the bed

I don't know what I'd do
If I can't spend my time with you
I'll miss calling out your name
It wouldn't be the same
Not waking up and seeing you

To show beats tell all day
Girl, I'm gonna find a way
To show you that I changed and I ain't playing games
I know I gotta leave but I'll make you believe

Before you put me out
Girl, please understand
I ain't nothin' special
I am just a man
Who loves you with all my heart
But I didn't use my head
I swear that I'll be back, girl
So just keep it warm
On my side of the bed
On my side of the bed

It's gon' be always my side
Umm my, my, my, my, my side
It's gon' be always my side
Umm my, my, my, my, my side

Before you put me out
Girl, please understand
I ain't nothin' special
I am just a man
Who loves you with all my heart
But I didn't use my head
I swear that I'll be back, girl
So just keep it warm
On my side of the bed
On my side of the bed

It's gon' be always my side
Umm my, my, my, my, my side
It's gon' be always my side
Umm my, my, my, my, my side
It's gon' be always my side

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Same Girl - Lyrics - Usher

Title: Same Girl
Artist: Usher
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Ronnie Jackson, Jayshaw

Lyric:
Yo Ush
What up Kells?
Wanna introduce you to this girl
Think I really love this girl
Yeah?

Man, she so fine
Straight up dawg
She stand about 5?4?
Coca-Cola red bone
Damn!

She drive a black Durango
Mmm
License plate say ?Angel?
What?
Tattoo on her ankle
Plus she?s makin? pesos

Got a crib on Peace Street
Peace Street?
Right on 17th street
Huh?
And I call her ?TT?
Wait a minute, hold on dawg!

Do she got a kid?
Yep
She love some Waffle House?
Yep
Do she got a beauty mark
On her left side of her mouth?
Man!

Went to Georgia Tech
Yep
Works for TBS
Yep
Man, I can?t believe this chick, damn mmm

Tell me what?s wrong dawg, what the hell you damnin? about?
I?m your homie so just say what?s on your mind
Man, I didn?t know that you were talkin? ?bout her
So man, you tellin? me you know her?
Do I know her? Like a pastor know his word

We messin? with the same girl, the same girl
How could the love of my life and my potential wife
Be the, the same girl, the same girl?
Man, I can?t believe that we been messin?
With the same girl, the same girl
Thought she was someone I could trust
But she?s been doublin' up with us
U, K, man we been messin? with the same girl

See I met her at this party in Atlanta!
Well I met her at this party in Chicago!
She came right up to me, givin? me conversation
I said, ?Do you got a man?? she said no with no hesitation
Well it must be a music thing ?cause she said the same to me
At a party all in my face, while I?m laughin? and buyin? her drinks

She whispered in my ear, said, ?Can you take me home??
Me too!
Man, she was in the Chi singin? that same song!
Is that true?!
And I thought it was true confessions then she said
?I love you?

Man I thought her body was callin' when she said
?I want you!?
Look I even got some pictures on my phone
Look at there, there she is with some boy shorts on

We messin? with the same girl, the same girl
She?s the apple of my eye and my potential wife
The same girl, the same girl
Man, I just can?t believe that we been messin? ?round
With the same damn girl
The same girl, the same girl
Thought she was someone I could trust
But she?s been doublin' up with both of us
U, K, man we been messin? with the same girl

Said she got me on her ringtone
Are you talkin? ?bout the pink phone?
Mm mmm, the blue one
Man, she told me that was turned off
It?s obvious that she been playin? us, playin? us
Ush constantly she?s been lyin? to us, lyin? to us

Don?t like the way that she?s been goin? ?bout it, goin? ?bout it
Kells, what you think that we should do about it, do about it?
Call her up at her home, she won?t know I?m on the phone
Yeah man that?s the lick, homie we about to bust this trick
Man just ask her to meet up with you and I?m gonna show up too
And she won't know what to do we'll be standin? there singin?

The same girl, the same girl
She?s was the apple of my eye and your potential wife
The same girl, the same girl
I can?t believe that we been messin? with the same girl
The same girl, the same girl
She?s gon? be lookin? so stupid when see us together
U, K, man we?ve been messin? with the same girl

See, she was taken flights, movin? back and forth
(The same girl, the same girl)
I would pick her up at the airport
Man, I really can?t believe it
(The same girl, the same girl)
I can?t believe it, no
(The same girl, the same girl)

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Same Girl - Lyrics - Double Up - R. Kelly

Title: Same Girl
Album: Double Up
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Ronnie Jackson, Jayshaw

Lyric:
Yo Ush
What up Kells?
Wanna introduce you to this girl
Think I really love this girl
Yeah?

Man, she so fine
Straight up dawg
She stand about 5?4?
Coca-Cola red bone
Damn!

She drive a black Durango
Mmm
License plate say ?Angel?
What?
Tattoo on her ankle
Plus she?s makin? pesos

Got a crib on Peace Street
Peace Street?
Right on 17th street
Huh?
And I call her ?TT?
Wait a minute, hold on dawg!

Do she got a kid?
Yep
She love some Waffle House?
Yep
Do she got a beauty mark
On her left side of her mouth?
Man!

Went to Georgia Tech
Yep
Works for TBS
Yep
Man, I can?t believe this chick, damn mmm

Tell me what?s wrong dawg, what the hell you damnin? about?
I?m your homie so just say what?s on your mind
Man, I didn?t know that you were talkin? ?bout her
So man, you tellin? me you know her?
Do I know her? Like a pastor know his word

We messin? with the same girl, the same girl
How could the love of my life and my potential wife
Be the, the same girl, the same girl?
Man, I can?t believe that we been messin?
With the same girl, the same girl
Thought she was someone I could trust
But she?s been doublin' up with us
U, K, man we been messin? with the same girl

See I met her at this party in Atlanta!
Well I met her at this party in Chicago!
She came right up to me, givin? me conversation
I said, ?Do you got a man?? she said no with no hesitation
Well it must be a music thing ?cause she said the same to me
At a party all in my face, while I?m laughin? and buyin? her drinks

She whispered in my ear, said, ?Can you take me home??
Me too!
Man, she was in the Chi singin? that same song!
Is that true?!
And I thought it was true confessions then she said
?I love you?

Man I thought her body was callin' when she said
?I want you!?
Look I even got some pictures on my phone
Look at there, there she is with some boy shorts on

We messin? with the same girl, the same girl
She?s the apple of my eye and my potential wife
The same girl, the same girl
Man, I just can?t believe that we been messin? ?round
With the same damn girl
The same girl, the same girl
Thought she was someone I could trust
But she?s been doublin' up with both of us
U, K, man we been messin? with the same girl

Said she got me on her ringtone
Are you talkin? ?bout the pink phone?
Mm mmm, the blue one
Man, she told me that was turned off
It?s obvious that she been playin? us, playin? us
Ush constantly she?s been lyin? to us, lyin? to us

Don?t like the way that she?s been goin? ?bout it, goin? ?bout it
Kells, what you think that we should do about it, do about it?
Call her up at her home, she won?t know I?m on the phone
Yeah man that?s the lick, homie we about to bust this trick
Man just ask her to meet up with you and I?m gonna show up too
And she won't know what to do we'll be standin? there singin?

The same girl, the same girl
She?s was the apple of my eye and your potential wife
The same girl, the same girl
I can?t believe that we been messin? with the same girl
The same girl, the same girl
She?s gon? be lookin? so stupid when see us together
U, K, man we?ve been messin? with the same girl

See, she was taken flights, movin? back and forth
(The same girl, the same girl)
I would pick her up at the airport
Man, I really can?t believe it
(The same girl, the same girl)
I can?t believe it, no
(The same girl, the same girl)

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Light Your Ass On Fire - Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Title: Light Your Ass On Fire
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Whachu say your name was?
Well um, lookin' real sexy right now
You and your girls, are lookin' good
Look why don't y'all take off y'all jackets
What's your name baby? Word? Okay
Tell your friend right there this, this my man Busta

Hah, I know you starving for this shit
Baby I'm feeling your hunger
I'm so clean call a nigga Felix Ungar
So what if I said it baby I'm still gon' tell ya

I hope your ass bigger than Wilona and Thelma
Listen, it's Busta Rhymes bitch I ain't never fail ya
Your ass all over like paraphernalia, hmm
See the police gon' jail ya

For walking around wit the kind of ass that'll kill ya now
Don't worry bout it I got money to bill ya
Shorty stacking like a mule, type of shit that'll scare ya
Headboard bang, bump the side of ya head

Watch how ya ass spread spill all off the side of the bed now, hmm
Now whatchu do to the dread? Baby your ass really changed
What he initially said because a nigga dead
But fuck 'em 'cause now we vibing and talking and shit
I love to hear your ass go when you walking and shit

Move girl like your ass on fire, like your ass on fire
Move girl like your ass on fire, like your ass on fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire, I'll light your ass on fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire, bitch I'll light that ass on fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire

Bust it, baby I know you probably really
Need a table cloth to cover your ass
Digging in your pocket while you rubbing yo' ass
Shit so big just put the club in yo' ass

Prep the H2 park it right in front of yo' ass
I see your little gap between your cunt and yo' ass
And make you jump inside the whip and smoke a blunt wit yo' ass
I'm saying hmm, the shit'll spread like a rash

The way they ass wiggles see I got the shit on a smash now listen
I light the L smell a whiff of the hash
And bag all the bitches, now watch you see me zip in a flash
I'm saying hmm, now I'm a put you on blast

Just like a tint window when you put your shit on the glass
Bust right through the window then it sit on the dash
And have a nigga driving wreck less till you making him crash
(Hah, c'mon)
We making money and shit now pop your muffin'
While we be watching you shaking your shit

Move girl like your ass on fire, like your ass on fire
Move girl like your ass on fire, like your ass on fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire, I'll light your ass on fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire, bitch I'll light that ass on fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire

Welcome to hot in Hazyville
It make you wanna dance till you break your heels
I know you love the way the God make your feel
Now watch me get deeper than a Navy Seal
(Navy Seal)

It got a crazy feel, shit feel like you in a danger field
Hypnotize, stuck it in her, daze for real
That's exactly why we call this one Hazyville
(Hazyville)

Baby, just shake ya ass till you spread on the floor
I noticed that your ass too big for your draws
You need a, a chiropractor just to marry yo ass
To tell the truth you need a tractor just to carry yo ass

For real, you motherfuckers probably think that I'm playing
All bitches love to talk and all that other shit I be saying
And going hmm, see how you putting it down
I love the way you shake it throw it around

Move girl like your ass on fire, like your ass on fire
Move girl like your ass on fire, like your ass on fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire, I'll light your ass on fire
Move girl I'll light your ass on fire, bitch I'll light that ass on fire

Welcome to hot in Hazyville
It make you wanna dance till you break your heels
I know you love the way the God make your feel
Now watch me get deeper than a Navy Seal
(Navy Seal)

It got a crazy feel, shit feel like you in a danger field
Hypnotize, stuck it in her, daze for real
That's exactly why we call this one Hazyville
(Hazyville)

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Southside - Lyrics - 100% Colombian - Fun Lovin Criminals

Title: Southside
Album: 100% Colombian
Artist: Fun Lovin Criminals
Composer(s): Steve Borgovini, Brian Andrew Leiser, Hugh Thomas Morgan

Lyric:
On a night with no lights, they found a young girl's body
Jigged and beaten and they made it a priority
But the boys in blue couldn't solve the case
Because the girl that hit the curb didn't have no face

They found her on Delancy street, Christmas Eve
No suspect sought, much to my relief
And I said wash your face little girl, for real
Pretend you came back with that mass appeal

Now diamonds for your pearl, clicking in heels
Shaking that ass for extra value meals
And down that part of town that frightens the masses
Filled with mean motherfuckers and noxious gases

Delancy, I love you, I need you
You're the only one for me
Delancy, I love you, I need you
I miss you on the south side of the street

Delancy, I love you, I need you
You're the only one for me
Delancy, I love you, I need you
South side, south side, south side

They're all bums, girl, they're all bums, girl
They're livin' in their fucked up places
I'm talking murder, I'm talking blackmail and jazz
And guys with burned up faces

Delancy, I love you, I need you
You're the only one for me
Delancy, I love you I need you
South side, south side

Delancy, I love you, I need you
You're the only one for me
Delancy, I love you, I need you
I miss you on the south side of the street
South side

You know that you're the flower, baby, I am Dr. Pepper
I saw you on the street and it made me feel much better
I dragged him 'cross the ground to show him what he'd done
I've seen an F train coming, shining like the sun

Yeah, I looked both ways before I pushed him in the track
I heard a scream, a crack and I never looked back

Delancy on my mind
Delancy on my mind
Delancy on my mind
Delancy on my mind, on my mind

South side, south side
Delancy on my mind, on my mind
Delancy on my mind, on my mind
Delancy on my mind, on my mind

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Sad Girl - Lyrics - White Trash Beautiful - Everlast

Title: Sad Girl
Album: White Trash Beautiful
Artist: Everlast
Composer(s): Ray Charles, Percy Mayfield, Erik Schrody

Lyric:
I seen her at a stoplight on Alverano
Was sittin' in a pearl white Eldorado
In a gangsta lean, she was revvin' the throttle
Got a sticker on the bumper, say's she like techano

She looked like Selena
The truth couldn't be plainer
She like a gangster boogie
Her Mommy calls her Cookie

Her friends call her a sad girl
'Coz her man went away
And he ain't never comin' back
So cry another tattoo sea

Sad girl livin' on the east side of the city
Proud woman boy, she don't want none of your pity
Sad girl, got no one to rely on
Proud woman don't need your shoulder to cry on

I seen her at the market, she was pushin' a stroller
Smokin' on a cigarette, drinkin' a soda
Laughin' at a joke that somebody just told her
Got her baby's name tattooed on the back of her shoulder

She looked like an Angel
She talked like the Devil
She feels like a stranger
She lived like a rebel

She's a sad girl
'Coz her man went away
And he ain't never comin' back
So cry another tattoo sea

Sad girl livin' on the east side of the city
Proud woman boy, she don't want none of your pity
Sad girl, got no one to rely on
Proud woman don't need your shoulder to cry on

Face sad girl, we can take this slow
Baby, what you lookin' for? Let me know
You say you wanna man that can give you some dough
You say, "Buy my baby shoes and buy him a coat
And buy my baby food to put down his throat"
I won't play you like a hoe, it ain't like that, yo
Let me holla at you later, we can go to the show
I ain't tryna rock the boat, I'm tryna keep you afloat

I seen her at the post office mailin' a letter
She couldn't send no money but she made him a sweater
She's talkin' on the pay phone and somethin' upset her
I really wanna hold her but I only just met her

But I could tell she'd been crying
She said she felt like dyin'
She never been so alone, no
She gotta make it on her own now

She's a sad girl
'coz her man went away
And he ain't never comin' back

Sad girl livin' on the east side of the city
Proud woman boy, she don't want none of your pity
Sad girl, got no one to rely on
Proud woman don't need your shoulder to cry on

Sad girl
Sad girl
Sad girl
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