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Friday, August 13, 2010

How To Touch A Girl - Lyrics - High Road - Jojo

Title: How To Touch A Girl
Album: High Road
Artist: Jojo
Composer(s): Josh Alexander, Joanna Noelle Levesque, William Steinberg

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Lyric:
1, 2, 3, 4

I think I could like you, I already do
Feelings can grow but they can go away too
You're takin' my hand, lookin' into my eyes
Don't be in a rush to get me tonight

I feel somethin' happenin', could this be a spark?
To satisfy me, baby, gotta satisfy my heart

Do you know how to touch a girl?
If you want me so much, first, I have to know
Are you thoughtful and kind?
Do you care what's on my mind?
Or am I just for show?

You'll go far in this world if you know how to touch a girl
Do you know how to touch, know how to touch a girl?
Do you know how to touch, know how to touch a girl?

I think I could like you but I keep holdin' back
'Cause I can't seem to tell if you're fiction or fact
Show me you can laugh, show me you can cry
Show me who you really are deep down inside

Do you feel somethin' happenin'? Could this be for real?
I don't know right now but tonight will reveal

Do you know how to touch a girl?
If you want me so much, first, I have to know
Are you thoughtful and kind?
Do you care what's on my mind?
Or am I just for show?

You'll go far in this world if you know how to touch a girl
Do you know how to touch, know how to touch a girl?
Do you know how to touch, know how to touch a girl?

Bring me some flowers, conversation for hours
To see if we really connect
Then baby, if we do, ooh
I'll be givin' all my love to you, oh!

Do you know how to touch a girl?
If you want me so much, first, I have to know
Are you thoughtful and kind?
Do you care what's on my mind?
Or am I just for show?

You'll go far in this world if you know how to touch a girl
Do you know how to touch, know how to touch a girl?
Do you know how to touch, know how to touch a girl?
You'll go far in this world if you know how to touch a girl

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Make Her Feel Good (Explict) - Lyrics - Teairra Mari

Title: Make Her Feel Good (Explict)
Artist: Teairra Mari
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, Vito Colapietro, Neely Dinkins, Sean Garrett, William Griffin, Willie Hutchinson

Lyric:
Is there any boys around
That know how to make a girl feel?
That wanna make a girl feel
Make her feel good?

All I wanna know, is there any boys around
That know how to make a girl feel?
That wanna make a girl feel
Make her feel good? I just wanna know

Do I have to tell a nigga how to touch me?
Do I have to tell a nigga how to hold me?
Do I have to tell a nigga when to call me?
Do I have to tell a nigga I'm lonely?

Do I have to feel wrong when it ain't strong?
Keep my mouth closed?
(Huh, huh, huh)
Can't a girl from tha hood find a homie
That ain't just tryna hang around me?

Do I have to show a nigga I'm a woman?
Do I have to apologize for my emotions?
Do I have to tell a nigga what to say to me
Everytime he wanna get next to me?

Do I have to settle for a cat that can't scratch?
Stroke his ego
(Mmh, girl, no)
Can't a chick from tha hood find a homie
That wanna do more than spend money on me?

Is there any boys around
That know how to make a girl feel?
That wanna make a girl feel
Make her feel good?

All I wanna know, is there any boys around
That know how to make a girl feel?
That wanna make a girl feel
Make her feel good? I just wanna know

How come I got a nigga but can't trust him?
Why every answer to my question is a question?
Why can't my nigga be my own 'lil somethin'?
And every girl on my block can't say they don' bumped wit?

I'm so tired of these so called wanna be hard cold pretenders that
(Have no clue)
Can't a chick from tha hood find a homie
That I ain't gotta tell how to put it on me?

Is there any boys around
That know how to make a girl feel?
That wanna make a girl feel
Make her feel good?

All I wanna know, is there any boys around
That know how to make a girl feel?
That wanna make a girl feel
Make her feel good? I just wanna know

Why? Why is it so hard
Hard for a girl like me to find a boy
That really knows how to make a girl feel?
(Girl feel, feel)

Why is it so hard
Hard for a girl like me to find a boy
That really knows how to make a girl feel?
(Girl feel, feel)
I just wanna know

Is there any boys around
That know how to make a girl feel?
That wanna make a girl feel
Make her feel good?

All I wanna know, is there any boys around
That know how to make a girl feel?
That wanna make a girl feel
Make her feel good? I just wanna know

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Friday, August 13, 2010

Touch - Lyrics - Touch - Amerie

Title: Touch
Album: Touch
Artist: Amerie
Composer(s): Jonathan H Smith, Amerie Rogers, James Phillips, La Marquis Jefferson, Sean Garrett, Craig Love

Lyric:
Most people say, they think, huh, well
Why don't you get to know me

Don't be afraid to touch
I know you think I'm a good girl
Don't you think a girl like me can be
(Touched)
Don't be afraid to touch
I know you think I'm a good girl
Don't you think a girl like me should be
(Touched)

He's lookin' like he can't believe this
Always in my jeans
And bet he don't know what I'm thinkin'
(I wanna take him home with me)
This here's gonna be my weekend
I don't think he knows that I see him
His body's got me weak
(And I can't wait to see)

What it is I really want is for him
To do to me what he wants to
(Oh)
He would want to, yeah
(Oh)
He can come inside my mind
If he tried but he don't know how I want to
(Oh)
Baby, don't you know what you get from me

Don't be afraid to touch
I know you think I'm a good girl
Don't you think a girl like me can be
(Touched)
Don't be afraid to touch
I know you think I'm a good girl
Don't you think a girl like me should be
(Touched)

I know I ain't been drinkin'
Damn, he's got me leanin'
All up in my ear breathin'
(Dance up next to me)
We over here makin' a scene
And I don't really care who sees
I just want him to feel
(The other side of me)

What it is I really want is for him
To do to me what he wants to
(Oh)
He would want to, yeah
(Oh)
He can come inside my mind
If he tried but he don't know how I want to
(Oh)
Baby, don't you know what you get from me

Don't be afraid to touch
I know you think I'm a good girl
Don't you think a girl like me can be
(Touched)
Don't be afraid to touch
I know you think I'm a good girl
Don't you think a girl like me should be
(Touched)

Oh no, I like that
Right there
(Don't think)
Baby just wait, don't move

What it is I really want is for him
To do to me what he wants to
(Oh)
He would want to, yeah
(Oh)
He can come inside my mind
If he tried but he don't know how I want to
(Oh)
Baby, don't you know what you get from me

Don't be afraid to touch
I know you think I'm a good girl
Don't you think a girl like me can be
(Touched)
Don't be afraid to touch
I know you think I'm a good girl
Don't you think a girl like me should be
(Touched)

Touch, touch

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

I Need A Hot Girl - Lyrics - Hot Boys

Title: I Need A Hot Girl
Artist: Hot Boys
Composer(s): Markevia Blunt, Dwayne Carter, Christopher Dorsey, Terius Grey, Maurice Jordan, Byron Thomas, Tab Virgil, Bryan Williams

Lyric:
You need a hot one I got one now take it and bend it
Shake it down, break it down, with me and a friend
Biggity bounce, slide, ride, Work that cat to the right
Push it down, push it up, boom, you dynamite

Lick it up like ice cream, nigga you know her
She make me bow bow bow bow
(Rocky Balboa)
See I lovin' it when you thuggin', baby just don't stop
You could wobledee, wobledee
(Drop, drop it like it's hot)

Beat it up and eat it up, love that's yo dick
And if you ain't from the ghetto, then ride out bitch
Arms, legs, backs, and breasts
You better read her fucking tats, nigga Mannie Fresh

Suck it up and yuck it up, baby work on that pole
Got them niggaz in a circle hollerin' here we go
Back that azz up lil' one all the way to the zipper
I really like you hot girl but I got ta flip ya

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

I need a hot-n-spicy hoe I can shop, with
Give my hoe 10 G's, told her spend the shit
(Go 'head hoe)
See my hot girl ride Lexus Coupe, bitch
And she got the matchin' Roley hoe, floss yo' shit

And she got the matching links for the winter bitch
Now see a real hot girl can't be faded bitch
Roll the dice, hit the seven no craps, bitch
Got the brand new Rover off the showroom quick

Customized TV's all through that bitch
Yokohama 20 inch dubs on that bitch
Now see my Cash Money hot girl floss her shit
Ridin' Uptown bumpin' Hot Boys ya bitch

And that blue faced Rolex I bought that bitch
Keep big head Benjamins all through her shit
Fuck a thug girl them hoes can only suck my dick
I need a hot girl to represent this Uptown shit

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

Where my bitch at? Look, a hot girl is a silent hoe
If a bitch get outta line she a violent hoe
Ain't no pest, far from being a whinin' hoe
Fuck up she confess, she ain't no lyin' hoe

That's what I need, a hot girl is a jazzy bitch
I'd take her any day 'fore a classy bitch
On the down low for her nigga she a nasty bitch
I tell her touch it, she gon' reach down and grab the dick

I bust a nut, get soft, she get it back hard
The police kick in the do' she takes the charge
If a nigga go to jail she run for her nigga
Money orders, business and front ones for her nigga

She hear a nigga ballin', work that body for her nigga
Let me come through, hit the stash, and rock up out a nigga
I can't see no other bitch for the B.G.
But a hot girl fo' short call her a H.G.
(A hot girl)

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

I like 'em hot, the ones that don't tell me to stop
Eat dick swallow the cum and they know how to pop
I need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch
One that don't give a fuck and say she took that dick

She a doggy wit it, she could wobbledee
Then she know how to money wit it
Open her legs and squeeze a nigga like she want me in it
Now turn around and back it up
Then throw it at a nigga 'til I say, "Ooh that's enough"

Give me a gansta hoe
One that don't give a fuck and that'll shank a hoe
And that'll slang still, and keep it on the low
One that'll do time for me, and say fuck the po', dog you know

Now Lil' Shorty in the twat have it hurtin' and thumpin'
They be like say, "He small girl he workin' wit somethin'"
I'm Lil' Wayne on fire, I'll smash on your boo
I got a Hot Girl bangin', what's the matter with you?

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

(A-what you need boy?)
I need a hot girl
(A-what you want boy?)
I want a hot girl

Ya understand? Look that's a motherfuckin' Hot Boys
Definition of a motherfuckin' Hot Girl, do you dig what I'm saying?
It's all gravy if you think you fit the description
Then come on get with a nigga, come on get with a nigga
If you think it's fabulous, come on get wit a nigga

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Come As You Are - Lyrics - Brandy

Title: Come As You Are
Artist: Brandy
Composer(s): Stephen Garrett, Tim Mosley

Lyric:
I was just a girl, innocent like a dove
I was just a girl, no thoughts of making love
I was just a girl, when holding hands was enough
I was just a girl, a man didn't mean as much
Now I'm a woman, a passionate woman
Now I'm a woman, a true leading woman
Now I'm a woman, a sensual woman
Now I'm a woman, a woman, a woman

I was just a girl, when flirting was all it was
I was just a girl, and kept feelings bottled up
I was just a girl, never knew how to touch
I was just a girl, when love didn't mean as much
Now I'm a woman, a passionate woman
Now I'm a woman, a sensual woman
Now I need someone who has something in common
Now I need someone, someone, someone

He don't have to make lots of cheddar
You don't have to bring love letters
You don't have to fool with the fellas
Someone let you know that you can get up
So come as you are, baby
So come as you are, baby
So come as you are, baby
Come to my heart, oh yeah

I was just a, I was just a, I was just a girl, sweet like honey
I was just a girl, used to spending money
I was just a girl, you couldn't buy me
I was just a girl, who wrote in her diary
Now I'm a woman, a passionate woman
Now I'm a woman, a true leading woman
Now I'm a woman, a sensual woman
Now I'm a woman, a woman, a woman

I was just a girl, so soft spoken
I was just a girl, mind wasn't open
I was just a girl, my work had me focused
I was just a girl, I was lonely in a showbiz
Now I'm a woman, a passionate woman
Now I'm a woman, a sensual woman
Now I need someone who has something in common
Now I need someone, someone, someone

He don't have to make lots of cheddar
You don't have to bring love letters
You don't have to fool with the fellas
Someone let you know that you can get up
So come as you are
So come as you are
So come as you are
Come to my heart, baby bay

It's what I want, what I want
It's what I want, what I want
It's what I want, what I want
It's what I want, what I want

I need a man whose sure of himself
I need a man whose true to himself
I need a man who does for himself
I need a man who already loves himself

He don't have to make lots of cheddar
You don't have to bring love letters
You don't have to fool with the fellas
Someone let you know that you can get up
So come as you are
So come as you are
So come as you are
Come to my heart

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

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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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

How You Want That (West Coast Remix) - Lyrics - Loon

Title: How You Want That (West Coast Remix)
Artist: Loon
Composer(s): Sean Combs, Jeremy Graham, Chauncey Hawkins, Jack Knight, Kelis Rogers, Varick Smith, Jesse Bonds Jr Weaver

Lyric:
Hah hah hah hah, hah
Hah hah hah hah, hah

Yeah, bad boy baby
Loon, it's your turn now kid
Show 'em what you got

I be that young handsome cat, same color chocolate
Same nigga pop shit, same nigga got shit
Loon ain't no lame, Loon never gossip
Nigga Loon in the game 'cause Loon got some hot shit

Sick of you cats screaming out block shit
I done sold numerous drugs and drew the block sick
Look at me now, pull up in the drop six
Bitch in your block looked at my watch and she got sick

Look at her now, all up in the cockpit
Rolling my windows up to get a kid top quick
Loon is a pimp, trick ain't the topic
Nigga you do the shrimp, trip to the tropics

That's not my steez, not like me
It's not the way I wanna blow my cheese, like I blow my trees
The whole world know I need, a girl that'll curl my toes for me

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need in my life

Less confusion, party with Puff last conclusion
Grab shorty there wit the hair, ass is huge
And lips is juicy, way she move her hips so loosely
Critical curves see it through furs

Curious so I want to see if it's hers
Delirious so I had to see if it's her, it wasn't me
I ain't touch you that's on me and my words
You ain't gotta flip the script, kick me to the curb

'Cause I was, just checking you, wasn't disrespecting you
Lips so sexual while your friend protecting you
Baby girl I know you're far from a slut
I know the difference between a car and a truck

I'm not a dumb nigga
You had these young niggas scarring you up
You know the difference between a scar and a cut
You're not a dumb nigga
So let's take it from the car to the club
And hit the bar and get a bottle of bub, and have fun nigga

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need in my life

Baby all bubble, have a li'l chat, a small huddle
Time to make money and more trouble
And we all hungry and all hustle
And we all humble, but together we got more muscle

And we got dough, nigga me and P we hot yo
Make a hip hop show look like a rock show
Oh Jesus Christ! Look the way that the rocks glow
Want the world to see so we keeping them tops low

Rascal, keep it on my lap for Broscoe
One shot your blood drip thicker than Basco
Drop though, keep the illest cat wit the hot flow
Watch a pro turn a grown man to a snot nose

I pity a fool, never touch titties in schools
Son you can't hang wit Diddy and Loon
We all-stars, nigga playing bet he was cool
Got more broads than you and any nigga in your crew, bad boy

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need in my life

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need in my life

Yeah! bad boy baby
The Legacy continues!
We won't stop, yeah, and another one
And another one, let's go

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need in my life

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Friday, August 13, 2010

How You Want That - Lyrics - Loon - Loon

Title: How You Want That
Album: Loon
Artist: Loon
Composer(s): Sean Combs, Jeremy Graham, Chauncey Hawkins, Jack Knight, Kelis Rogers, Varick Smith, Jesse Bonds Jr Weaver

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Lyric:
Hah hah hah hah, hah
Hah hah hah hah, hah

Yeah, bad boy baby
Loon, it's your turn now kid
Show 'em what you got

I be that young handsome cat, same color chocolate
Same nigga pop shit, same nigga got shit
Loon ain't no lame, Loon never gossip
Nigga Loon in the game 'cause Loon got some hot shit

Sick of you cats screaming out block shit
I done sold numerous drugs and drew the block sick
Look at me now, pull up in the drop six
Bitch in your block looked at my watch and she got sick

Look at her now, all up in the cockpit
Rolling my windows up to get a kid top quick
Loon is a pimp, trick ain't the topic
Nigga you do the shrimp, trip to the tropics

That's not my steez, not like me
It's not the way I wanna blow my cheese, like I blow my trees
The whole world know I need, a girl that'll curl my toes for me

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need in my life

Less confusion, party with Puff last conclusion
Grab shorty there wit the hair, ass is huge
And lips is juicy, way she move her hips so loosely
Critical curves see it through furs

Curious so I want to see if it's hers
Delirious so I had to see if it's her, it wasn't me
I ain't touch you that's on me and my words
You ain't gotta flip the script, kick me to the curb

'Cause I was, just checking you, wasn't disrespecting you
Lips so sexual while your friend protecting you
Baby girl I know you're far from a slut
I know the difference between a car and a truck

I'm not a dumb nigga
You had these young niggas scarring you up
You know the difference between a scar and a cut
You're not a dumb nigga
So let's take it from the car to the club
And hit the bar and get a bottle of bub, and have fun nigga

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need in my life

Baby all bubble, have a li'l chat, a small huddle
Time to make money and more trouble
And we all hungry and all hustle
And we all humble, but together we got more muscle

And we got dough, nigga me and P we hot yo
Make a hip hop show look like a rock show
Oh Jesus Christ! Look the way that the rocks glow
Want the world to see so we keeping them tops low

Rascal, keep it on my lap for Broscoe
One shot your blood drip thicker than Basco
Drop though, keep the illest cat wit the hot flow
Watch a pro turn a grown man to a snot nose

I pity a fool, never touch titties in schools
Son you can't hang wit Diddy and Loon
We all-stars, nigga playing bet he was cool
Got more broads than you and any nigga in your crew, bad boy

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need in my life

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need in my life

Yeah! bad boy baby
The Legacy continues!
We won't stop, yeah, and another one
And another one, let's go

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need

How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
How you want that, tell me, how you want that?
Daddy, how you want to give it to me?
A bad boy is what I need in my life

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

U Should - Lyrics - 10 - Ll Cool J

Title: U Should
Album: 10
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, J T Smith, Pharrell Williams

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Lyric:
I'ma make you feel good
It'll be my pleasure to take you out the hood
Let you shop 'til you drop
Let you pick your own rocks
I'ma carry the bags
Tell you little things, make you giggle and laugh
In the strawberry bubble bath
The future's bright, baby forget about the past

Get your toes done
Sacrifice our love for no one
French perfume
Brand new mansion, let you decorate the rooms
Breakfast in the suite
Walk hand in hand in the French Riviera streets
Make no mistake
I'ma get you what you want, girl whatever it takes

You should know how to treat your girl, playboy
(You should know how to treat her)
You should know how to treat your girl, playboy
(That's your girl playboy)

I'ma caress your face
Give you the keys to your new place
Just don't touch my safe
That's forbidden fruit and that would be a waste
Which bracelet you want?
What shoes you wanna flaunt?
You like the Gucci joints
Or the Manolo Blahniks 'cause they ultra sheek

Have you lookin' like a runway model
Sippin' Perrier your way out of custom bottles
Aromatherapy and massages
Take you to church baby, teach you who God is, Amen
Tell me what you like
Where you wanna go, we goin' there tonight
No question I'm the real McCoy
You ain't gotta be a pimp if she loves you playboy

You should know how to treat your girl, playboy
(You should know how to treat her)
You should know how to treat your girl, playboy
(To the bridge, to the bridge)

I tease you with the tip
I'll bite your bottom lip
Make you climax real quick
Over and over again, it's sick
Orderin' your favorite food
Incense and candles, I set the mood
Tear you up on Playstation 2
You on the phone with your aunt 'cause I'm lacin' you

Pillow fights in the water bed, mirrors on the ceiling
Hot and sweaty, clothes start peeling
Why you think the waterfall's in the shower
Float with me, the world is ours
You a pretty little thing, you know?
You keep me hungry, make me wanna get dough
That's why I take care of you
Most men can't do what I do, you know?

You should know how to treat your girl, playboy
(You should know how to treat her)
You should know how to treat your girl, playboy
(That's your girl playboy)

You should know how to treat your girl, playboy
(You should know how to treat her)
You should know how to treat your girl, playboy
(That's your girl playboy)

Yeah, treat you right baby
I'll treat you right, yeah

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Monday, August 9, 2010

How We Do It Over Here - Lyrics - The Big Bang - Busta Rhymes

Title: How We Do It Over Here
Album: The Big Bang
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): C. Pope, D. Parker, Missy Elliot, Trevor Smith, Andre Young

Lyric:
Bus-a-Bus, baby, baby

Now pop yo' collars like this
Bottles up like this
Side to side like this
Holla if ya like this

See the ass? Touch me right there
Wanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right there
Make me lose my mind, baby? Touch me right there
Party over here, ain't shit over there

See how I'm drillin' 'em, baby?
It's Bus-a-Bus back, bitch, I'm killin' 'em crazy
We off the Relaxic, I'm spillin' the gravy
Got every club packed thick, creating a frenzy

To be the latest greatest for all you niggaz from gazing
Bugatti, off white, tan, interior pastry
See my swagger sharp like that, these niggaz amaze me
As a matter a fact just salute me and praise me, enough of that

We be up in the club, niggaz sportin' them minks
Tipsy in the club, nigga buyin' 'em drinks
Walk around, lookin' like our shit don't stink
Ice by my neck so bright, watch 'em blink

Okay, now I got me a clear view
I like it when you get up and I'm lovin' ya hairdo
The way you cross ya legs, ass spread in the chair you
The way ya clothes skimpy, so it's easy to tear through

Appreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrel
I came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blue
Shorty ain't checkin' for you, step to the way I do
Super senile, I ain't the one to compare to
Now she was sayin'

See the ass? Touch me right there
Wanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right there
Is that Dr. Dre, baby? Touch me right there
Party over here, ain't shit over there

Pop yo' collars like this
Bottles up like this
Side to side like this
Holla if ya like this
What you sayin', Missy?

Pop yo' collars like this
Bottles up like this
Side to side like this
Holla if ya like this

We got some shit for that ass
Come on, give it to me
We got some shit for that ass
Come on, give it to me
We got some shit for that ass
Come on, give it to me
We got some shit for that ass, girl

Bounce back, brand new on the scene, what?
Took a little minute, I'm back with the re-up
Switched it up a little bit, back with a clean cut
Shorty's lost her head, see all the koochies I cream up

I love the way she in all over the girls when I'm teaming up
It's gettin' hotter in this bitch, windows are steaming up
Amazed by the pinky, neck and wrist be gleaming up
How I dominate the scene, how a nigga be cleaning up

I see you liking everything, you see me and you
You frowning on your girl, like you ain't willing to share boo
The hotel ain't far, meet me there and if you
Ya girl looking like she wit' it, she can come in too
You get impatient Ma, show you just how the kid move

I'm bangin' in the truck, and let her watch in the rearview
See we don't really care about the niggaz who came through
Over there 'cause over here, see I'ma show ya how we do
So check it, baby

See the ass? Touch me right there
Wanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right there
Make me lose my mind, baby? Touch me right there
Party over here, ain't shit over there

See, it don't matter what ya doin' over there
See, we gets it poppin', that's how we do it over here
That's if we toss bottles, that's how we do it over here
Check it, floss models, that's how we do it over here

Listen, rare throttles, that's how we do it over here
Check it, ice collars, that's how we do it over here, nigga
See, it don't matter what ya doin over there
See, we gets it poppin', that's how we do it over here

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Long Way To Go - Lyrics - Cassie

Title: Long Way To Go
Artist: Cassie
Composer(s): Ryan Anthony Leslie, Cassandra Ventura

Lyric:
I love it when they try to get intimate
Even though they know I really ain't into it
(You're not into it?)
I'm not into it
I already know the game and I've been through it

See I buy my own bags, my boots, my jeans
Wear LaRok with my Rebel Yell underneath
You wanna step to me?
Said you got a long way 2 go
Rock wit me now

You claim that you're so hot
And you say you got skills in the bedroom
You try to flirt when you're so not
Had a chance you still never come through

You say you wanna come see me
'Cause you know your girlfriend wanna be me
I'ma tell you why you can't
Said you got a long way 2 go
Say you wanna love me?

Wanna love me? Wanna touch me?
Think twice 'cause you got a long way 2 go
Don't know how to act, better fall back
It's like that 'cause you got a long way 2 go

It's not that deep, take it easy
You wanna please me? Got a long way 2 go
I'ma bad girl, you wanna get close?
Ease up 'cause you got a long way

I love it when they try to get scandalous
Even though they know they really can't handle it
(They can't handle it?)
They can't handle it
Try and take me out to dinner, I'll cancel it

If you really wanna know me first of all
You should never try to get too personal
'Cause I'm in it when I say
That you got a long way 2 go

You claim that you're so hot
And you say you got skills in the bedroom
You try to flirt when you're so not
Had a chance you still never come through

You say you wanna come see me
'Cause you know your girlfriend wanna be me
I'ma tell you why you can't
Said you got a long way 2 go
Say you wanna love me?

Wanna love me? Wanna touch me?
Think twice 'cause you got a long way 2 go
Don't know how to act, better fall back
It's like that 'cause you got a long way 2 go

It's not that deep, take it easy
You wanna please me? Got a long way 2 go
I'ma bad girl, you wanna get close?
Ease up 'cause you got a long way

You claim that you're so hot
And you say you got skills in the bedroom
You try to flirt when you're so not
Had a chance you still never come through

You say you wanna come see me
'Cause you know your girlfriend wanna be me
Said you got a long way 2 go
Say you wanna love me?

Wanna love me? Wanna touch me?
Think twice 'cause you got a long way 2 go
Don't know how to act, better fall back
It's like that 'cause you got a long way 2 go

It's not that deep, take it easy
You wanna please me? Got a long way 2 go
I'ma bad girl, you wanna get close?
Ease up 'cause you got a long way

Wanna love me? Wanna touch me?
Think twice 'cause you got a long way 2 go
Don't know how to act, better fall back
It's like that 'cause you got a long way 2 go

It's not that deep, take it easy
You wanna please me? Got a long way 2 go
Said you got a long way 2 go

Rock wit me now
You got a long way 2 go
Better fall back
Said you got a long way 2 go

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Long Way 2 Go - Lyrics - Cassie - Cassie

Title: Long Way 2 Go
Album: Cassie
Artist: Cassie
Composer(s): Ryan Anthony Leslie, Cassandra Ventura

Lyric:
I love it when they try to get intimate
Even though they know I really ain't into it
(You're not into it?)
I'm not into it
I already know the game and I've been through it

See I buy my own bags, my boots, my jeans
Wear LaRok with my Rebel Yell underneath
You wanna step to me?
Said you got a long way 2 go
Rock wit me now

You claim that you're so hot
And you say you got skills in the bedroom
You try to flirt when you're so not
Had a chance you still never come through

You say you wanna come see me
'Cause you know your girlfriend wanna be me
I'ma tell you why you can't
Said you got a long way 2 go
Say you wanna love me?

Wanna love me? Wanna touch me?
Think twice 'cause you got a long way 2 go
Don't know how to act, better fall back
It's like that 'cause you got a long way 2 go

It's not that deep, take it easy
You wanna please me? Got a long way 2 go
I'ma bad girl, you wanna get close?
Ease up 'cause you got a long way

I love it when they try to get scandalous
Even though they know they really can't handle it
(They can't handle it?)
They can't handle it
Try and take me out to dinner, I'll cancel it

If you really wanna know me first of all
You should never try to get too personal
'Cause I'm in it when I say
That you got a long way 2 go

You claim that you're so hot
And you say you got skills in the bedroom
You try to flirt when you're so not
Had a chance you still never come through

You say you wanna come see me
'Cause you know your girlfriend wanna be me
I'ma tell you why you can't
Said you got a long way 2 go
Say you wanna love me?

Wanna love me? Wanna touch me?
Think twice 'cause you got a long way 2 go
Don't know how to act, better fall back
It's like that 'cause you got a long way 2 go

It's not that deep, take it easy
You wanna please me? Got a long way 2 go
I'ma bad girl, you wanna get close?
Ease up 'cause you got a long way

You claim that you're so hot
And you say you got skills in the bedroom
You try to flirt when you're so not
Had a chance you still never come through

You say you wanna come see me
'Cause you know your girlfriend wanna be me
Said you got a long way 2 go
Say you wanna love me?

Wanna love me? Wanna touch me?
Think twice 'cause you got a long way 2 go
Don't know how to act, better fall back
It's like that 'cause you got a long way 2 go

It's not that deep, take it easy
You wanna please me? Got a long way 2 go
I'ma bad girl, you wanna get close?
Ease up 'cause you got a long way

Wanna love me? Wanna touch me?
Think twice 'cause you got a long way 2 go
Don't know how to act, better fall back
It's like that 'cause you got a long way 2 go

It's not that deep, take it easy
You wanna please me? Got a long way 2 go
Said you got a long way 2 go

Rock wit me now
You got a long way 2 go
Better fall back
Said you got a long way 2 go

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Strip Down - Lyrics - Blow The Whistle - Too $Hort

Title: Strip Down
Album: Blow The Whistle
Artist: Too $Hort
Composer(s): Charles Pettaway, Todd Shaw, Zachary Wallace, Phalon Alexander

Lyric:
Hey, strip down to your a***
Whoa, more excitin' than the last h***
Just pop that p*** and shake that a***
Pop that p*** and shake that a***

Hey, strip down to your a***
Whoa, more excitin' than the last h***
Just pop that p*** and shake that a***
Pop that p*** and shake that a***, girl

You got dem heels, do that A-Town lady stomp
You ain't white, b***, must be them razor bumps
Stop s*** that cat, girl
You might need to get it waxed, girl

I saw enough of you the other day
You need to go the other way
Everythin' looks good on the h*** but her face
Turn back around, girl
Before you drop it to the ground, girl

I wanna see you down on all 4's
What you got on drawers for?
That's daytime s***, hit the club when the mall close
And drop them panties, girl
Your p*** feelin' better now, ain't it, girl?

Hear the crash from the cymbal
When your a*** start to tremble
Wanna ride with a pimp, blowin' h*** out the window
Better make my night happy
Or it's gon' be some problems like Lil' Scrappy
You know the drill

Hey, strip down to your a***
Whoa, more excitin' than the last h***
Just pop that p*** and shake that a***
Pop that p*** and shake that a***

Hey, strip down to your a***
Whoa, more excitin' than the last h***
Just pop that p*** and shake that a***
Pop that p*** and shake that a***, girl

Naw, baby wasn't doin' it right
C'mere, lil' mama, see what you look like
Can you get butt naked, girl?
Can I see how you shake it, girl?

You gotta turn a n*** on when you dancin' to the song
I wanna get you all alone in the mansion in a thong
Lemme see that p***, h***
You think you got what I'm lookin' fo'?

I need a freak that'll suck me back hard when I cum
Ain't no way we goin' to sleep, not befo' we see the sun
Can you make that happen, girl?
I'm all night, all day with this mackin', girl

I wanna see you do that dance when you swing on the pole
Put your a*** in my hands, put my thang in your h***
Now shake that a***, girl
But don't do it too fast, girl
You know the drill

Hey, strip down to your a***
Whoa, more excitin' than the last h***
Just pop that p*** and shake that a***
Pop that p*** and shake that a***

Hey, strip down to your a***
Whoa, more excitin' than the last h***
Just pop that p*** and shake that a***
Pop that p*** and shake that a***, girl

You make me feel like we f*** and we still in the club
You probably have a t*** millionaire really in love
Let me see that p***, girl
Now let me see how you touch it, girl

You act like you wanna f*** when you back it up
Make my d*** get bigger than a mack truck
Let me see you bend over, girl
You gotta get a little closer, girl

I ain't tippin' no mo' 'til you get buck booty
Wanna see you a*** naked like you're in a f*** movie
Shake that booty, girl
You know you wanna give it to me, girl

I said, waitress where the 'Gnac at, I need a big sip
Girl, if you don't get naked I'm about to dip
'Cause time don't stop, girl
Get naked and climb on top, girl
You know the drill

Hey, strip down to your a***
Whoa, more excitin' than the last h***
Just pop that p*** and shake that a***
Pop that p*** and shake that a***

Hey, strip down to your a***
Whoa, more excitin' than the last h***
Just pop that p*** and shake that a***
Pop that p*** and shake that a***, girl

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Phat Rabbit - Lyrics - Back For The First Time - Ludacris

Title: Phat Rabbit
Album: Back For The First Time
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Tim Mosley, Christopher Bridges

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Lyric:
I be that nigga named ludi
A K A L O V A L O V A
Fuck that shit
Nigga what you wan say one time
Southside let's ride
And if you love what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
Y'all drop shit like birds

Then it's about the time for yo ass to get served
Just lay it on down, just lay it on down
While we relax to the tight raps
And the phat tracks
That that nigga Timbaland put down
Oh yes, let's get it on down to the nitty grit
Don't have no time for the patient
'Cuz I got more dick than a lil' bit

And time flies, when I'm havin' fun
I can make a hoe get like Forest Gump and just run baby run
I guess that they can't handle this
The brothers just too scandalous
If you don't wanna get freaked
Get up out my way just like an ambulance
Gitty up gitty, up ride up on the real, let death to the fake
And tell your boyfriend just to chill, don't playa hate
Kick back relax and just take off yo shoes
'Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do, yea

Let me touch it
Let me feel it
Let me grab it
That fat rabbit
Let me touch it
Let me feel it
Let me grab it
That fat rabbit

Let me touch it
Let me feel it
Let me grab it
Fat rabbit
Let me touch it
Let me feel it
Let me grab it
That that fat rabbit

Fatter than fat facts like a dove sack
Showin' them where that love's at
So open up your eyes
And get a surprise like in crackerjacks
Punan' Don happy
Givin' up that nappy dug out
Get the cut up, then I cut out
Why you standin' there wit yo' butt out

And it's always in the back of my mind
Whatever the place, whatever the time
Even in College Park, after dark, I'ma get my sunshine
Closer than close, closer than most, then I'm all up in ya
The beginners, give me a thigh, breast, and wing like Ms. Winner
And let dinner be served
Can I get it on a platter? Shatter your bladder
And put so much light in yo' life

I'll make the roaches scatter
The wetta the betta, I'm ready to get ya
Gotta have rabbit like that cheddar
So I can freak you like I just met ya
Hot like a sauna, get comfy like in a Cadillac
Nick nack paddy wack give a dog a bone Jack
Kick back relax and just take off yo' shoes
'Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do, yea

Let me touch it
Let me feel it
Let me grab it
That fat rabbit
Let me touch it
Let me feel it
Let me grab it
That fat rabbit

Let me touch it
Let me feel it girl
Let me grab it girl
Fat rabbit girl
Let me touch it
Let me feel it girl
Let me grab it
That fat rabbit girl

Yo' love is supa-cala-fragalistic
You don't know how bad I missed it
If it broke then don't fix it, yo' stuff is butta like a biscuit
Reminisce like Mary, I gotta pop that cherry
Kinda like that coochie, you wanna be my hoochie
Better than my adversary
Don't be so scary, I never thought that you could act up
Make a nigga wanna back up

Keep it tight through the night while I wet this track up
So we can slip and slide make you wanna dip and dive
Trippin' while we rip and ride
'Til I get to the coming side got you where I want yo' ass
In the case of an emergency, break the glass
Keep yo' eyes on the President, erase the past
And be happy if we had more blunts to pass
Get done up and run up

And the guts of yo' butt don't shake like they used to
I wake 'em up like a rooster
Take it slow, not faster than a turbo rooster
No worry, no hurry, no pain, no gain
You better keep yo' eyes on strain
'Cuz ain't a damn thing changed, may
Kick back, relax and take off yo' shoes
'Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do, yea

Let me touch it
Let me feel it
Let me grab it
That fat rabbit girl
Let me touch it
Let me feel it girl
Let me grab it
That that rabbit girl

Let me touch it
Let me feel it girl
Let me grab it
That fat rabbit girl
Let me touch it
Let me feel it girl
Let me grab it
That

Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit
Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit

Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit
Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit

What?
Dirty south, can y'all really feel me
East coast, feel me
West coast, feel me
Dirty south, can y'all really feel me
East coast, feel me
West coast, feel me
Dirty south, uh huh can y'all really feel me
East coast, feel me
West coast

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Put Em Up - Lyrics - Girl Can Mack - 3lw

Title: Put Em Up
Album: Girl Can Mack
Artist: 3lw
Composer(s): Makeba Riddick, Curtis Richardson, Anthony Shawn Criss, John Daniels

Lyric:
I saw this guy 6"3, talking on his celly
Looking at me, I like his vibe
His bedroom eyes, oh yeah
Across the room the way he moved
Looking all hot in them Timberland boots
I like the things, the things he do, oh yeah

You know it's not for dancing tonight if you want to take a chance
And the single ladies need some attention
I wanna see the fellas make a move
Throw it up, give it up, don't stop

(Put 'em up)
If you got money in the bank
In your own credit cards and a drop to see
(Let me see you put 'em up)
If you got a clip on your cash
When you go to the club and you get in for free
(Let me see you put 'em up, put 'em up for me)
If you like a lady with class and a dependable man
And you know how to treat
(Let me see you put 'em up)
Then maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
I'm talking Saturday

Hey sexy boy, come with me
Daddy, I got the things you need
What's you favorite food caremel cream
Then you need to take, take a piece of me
Give me all your information, technology, with communications
And I really like the way you function

And now it's time for dancing tonight if you want to take a chance
And my single ladies need some attention
I wanna see the fellas make a move
Throw it up, give it up, don't stop

(Put 'em up)
If you got money in the bank
In your own credit cards and a drop to see
(Let me see you put 'em up)
If you got a clip on your cash
When you go to the club and you get in for free
(Let me see you put 'em up, put 'em up for me)
If you like a lady with class and a dependable man
And you know how to treat
(Let me see you put 'em up)
Then maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
I'm talking Saturday

Feel me, throw yo hands up
And if you got me, it's time to party up
Every body hear me, you got that good stuff
And let's just get it crunk till you can't get enough, get enough

East Coast rockin' and West Coast stay rockin', rockin
3L dub shakin' it, all my thugs watchin'
'Cuz I'm missing ya put damn hands up, like I'm frisking ya
Compliments to the chef 'cuz ya looking scrumptious
Do you want it, bump it, wiggle it in the middle who the thuggin'
I hear a girl can mack the planet and it's
Naughty by double-I 3L dub damn it
What I see, I need, I like icons for life how you like this feelin' alright

Put you hands up, when I hit you better punch it right
That means if you ain't feel it you ain't touch it right
It's the game and the fame that makes the ladies want it
I could pull up in a hoopdey wit' a doughnut on it
I'm too street u too sweet to fight
It's never to many to need tonight
I stay thuggin' and keep the ladies lovin'
And the party ain't a party if you ain't 3L dubbin' it

(Put 'em up)
If you got money in the bank
In your own credit cards and a drop to see
(Let me see you put 'em up)
If you got a clip on your cash
When you go to the club and you get in for free
(Let me see you put 'em up, put 'em up for me)
If you like a lady with class and a dependable man
And you know how to treat
(Let me see you put 'em up)
Then maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
I'm talking Saturday

(Put 'em up)
If you got money in the bank
In your own credit cards and a drop to see
(Let me see you put 'em up)
If you got a clip on your cash
When you go to the club and you get in for free
(Let me see you put 'em up, put 'em up for me)
If you like a lady with class and a dependable man
And you know how to treat
(Let me see you put 'em up)
Then maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
I'm talking Saturday

(Put 'em up)
If you got money in the bank
In your own credit cards and a drop to see
(Let me see you put 'em up)
If you got a clip on your cash
When you go to the club and you get in for free
(Let me see you put 'em up, put 'em up for me)
If you like a lady with class and a dependable man
And you know how to treat
(Let me see you put 'em up)
Then maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
I'm talking Saturday

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Money Maker - Lyrics - Blow The Whistle - Too $Hort

Title: Money Maker
Album: Blow The Whistle
Artist: Too $Hort
Composer(s): C. Love, Todd Shaw, Jonathan Smith, James Phillips, W. Roberts, C. Butler

Lyric:
I love to see you dance, do it your way
Shake that, girl, you know it's okay
I just wanna know if you'll strip
Make a real player wanna give you a tip

You move so sexy, I love the way you wiggle
Bounce around and your big booty jiggles
Make the video, it's official
Throw the stiff girls out the game, blow the whistle

I only f*** with money makers, the hustlers
Girls who know how to get motherf***
You tryin' hard, you put everythin' into it
Can't understand how these other h*** do it

You ain't got no name brand s***
Tryin' to be fly but you ain't that ***
You've gotta want it to get it
Give a trick some booty tell him put somethin' wit it

Get down on it good if you a shaker
I see you got him where you want him, get your cake up
Drop it down to the flo' and get your paper
'Cause you a thoroughbred, you's a money maker

Now let me see you pop that ***, girl, shake that ***
Do a nasty dance, girl, make that cash
Bend that *** ovah and touch the flo'
He gotta tip if he want some mo', tip that booty
Shake that a***, girl

Yeah, shake that a***
You're like the 84 but rich 'cause it's sittin' on glass
Ain't nothin' happenin' but tricks gettin' broke
A lot of politicians but she never go vote

Got a lot of contacts
Every n*** that she f*** got some kind of contract
R&B singers, ballplayers and rappers
Tricks call back 'cause the b*** got a snapper

I'm tryin' to get the b*** to chew
It's payday, ***, you done paid your dues
You're scrapin' up your knees, climbin' up the pole
Yeah, you a *** but you just ain't out on the stroll

Get down on it good if you a shaker
I see you got him where you want him, get your cake up
Drop it down to the flo' and get your paper
'Cause you a thoroughbred, you's a money maker

Now let me see you pop that ***, girl, shake that ***
Do a nasty dance, girl, make that cash
Bend that *** ovah and touch the flo'
He gotta tip if he want some mo', tip that booty
Shake that a***, girl

I'm checkin' these ***, like checkin' accounts
I'm checkin for checks, get checks and I bounce
I f*** with the vets, lot of money to count
My h*** be stressed, put a gun in her mouth

Bring it to me, see I need it all
I need another Benz, h**, 'em all
I *** with Chad, I *** with Todd
Bein' trill ***, baby, this our *** job

I can meet her today, be in love by tonight
You can bet by tomorrow she'll be traffickin' white
She wanna *** with me for the rest of her life
'Cause when I *** her she tell me it's the best in her life

It's Ricky Ross, you know my steez
Still holdin' ki's like your *** holdin' these
I'm a Dade County Chevy rider
But I gotta Benz that's f*** up everybody

Get down on it good if you a shaker
I see you got him where you want him, get your cake up
Drop it down to the flo' and get your paper
'Cause you a thoroughbred, you's a money maker

Now let me see you pop that ***, girl, shake that ***
Do a nasty dance, girl, make that cash
Bend that *** ovah and touch the flo'
He gotta tip if he want some mo', tip that booty
Shake that a***, girl

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