Be Mine - Lyrics - Grits

Title: Be Mine
Artist: Grits
Composer(s): Kenneth James Bell, Teron David Carter, Stacy Bernard Jones, Matthew C Beckler

Lyric:
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)
Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)
Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)

We can hook up, we can hook up
(We can hook up, we can hook up)
We can get married
This is my gift to you, my love is true
(Gift to you, love is true)
We can get married

Hey, slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)
Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)

We can hook up, we can hook up
(We can hook up, we can hook up)
We can get married
This is my gift to you, my love is true
(Gift to you, love is true)
We can get married

Hey, who'd have thought my babe was on an island of her own?
Had me smilin' and on the phone same page, different time zones
God's a real character paintin' caricatures of Christ
And His love for the church endurin' the pain 'cuz it hurts

When I saw you, I went berserk insane goin' loony and cartoony
So sue me, you was a vision of beauty truly
Thinking of all the charm to inflect upon my behalf
Forgive me, don't mean to stare, but your hair is down to your calf

Tell me about yourself, your culture is Polynesian
I love when the breeds be mixin', our blueprint is in Ephesians
Instantaneously cultures collided, decided we'd ride it
Spent time in prayer separately so we wouldn't have to hide it

Fictitious image brought to life reflection of love
Carefully inspected with gloves so fragile my darlin' was
And I ain't need Miss Cleo to reassure me that I got her
Scored big like the opening week of Harry Potter

Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)
Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)

We can hook up, we can hook up
(We can hook up, we can hook up)
We can get married
This is my gift to you, my love is true
(Gift to you, love is true)
We can get married

In the beginning, I hesitated, debated within my soul
Wrestling with my feelings of knowing if you was sent
Enduring the distance alone being content
Longing your presence, believing that we was meant

Submitted my intent, I was truly convinced
You're the woman in my life I couldn't breath without
And the one I really wouldn't be complete without
And I wrote this, so you wouldn't have any doubt

Or misunderstanding of what my love is really about
'Cause from here on out, baby, it's all about us
And from here on out, I wanna build on trust
'Cause the union we got, ain't no comparing any other

I'm askin' you to be more than a baby mother
My help mate soul, tie my right hand
Beginning and end and better half of life
To be my lady, my lover, my best friend and wife, hey

Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)
Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)

We can hook up, we can hook up
(We can hook up, we can hook up)
We can get married
This is my gift to you, my love is true
(Gift to you, love is true)
We can get married

Hey, slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)
Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)

We can hook up, we can hook up
(We can hook up, we can hook up)
We can get married
This is my gift to you, my love is true
(Gift to you, love is true)
We can get married

(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)
Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)
Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)

We can hook up, we can hook up
(We can hook up, we can hook up)
We can get married
This is my gift to you, my love is true
(Gift to you, love is true)
We can get married

Hey, slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)
Slow down, hold up, I want you to be, want you to be mine
Be all mine, be all mine
(Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby)

We can hook up, we can hook up
(We can hook up, we can hook up)
We can get married
This is my gift to you, my love is true
(Gift to you, love is true)
We can get married, hey

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I Want To Get Married - Lyrics - RPM Hits 1951-1957 - B.B. King

Title: I Want To Get Married
Album: RPM Hits 1951-1957
Artist: B.B. King
Composer(s): Joe Josea, Riley King

Lyric:
I want to get married
But no woman will hear my plea
Yes, I want to get married
But no woman will hear my plea
Yes, it does seems somehow
I can't get one to walk down the aisle with me

Well, I've only been in love
But three times in my life
Yeah, the first, I couldn't satisfy her
But I've only been in love three times in my life
Yes, the second one was a juice-head
And the third was another man's wife

Yeah, they say, "Join the navy
If you really wanna see the world"
Yes, they say, "Join the navy
If you really wanna see the world"
Well, but I say join B.B. King
Baby, if you really want to be loved

Aaw, my time is gone
Babe, and I must say goodbye
Yes, my time is gone
Babe, I must say goodbye
So you women better watch out
I must have that wife before I die

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I Want It All Now - Lyrics - Tubes

Title: I Want It All Now
Artist: Tubes
Composer(s): Welnick Prince R Steen, Andersno Waybill Cotton W Spooner

Lyric:
What's on the other side of the wall
Seems like my world has gotten so small
Where are the friends who don't ever call
Is there an answer to these questions at all

When will they come and open the door
I can't hold out anymore
I just can't wait to have it all now

Just take it one thing at a time
(I want it all now)
You'll have to learn to wait in line
(I'll get it some way, somehow)
I want it all now
(All now)

I saw somebody get married today
Saw people crying as they drove away
Old ladies laughing and children at play
I ask for love, but they don't hear what I say

I want to feel what everyone feels
What will tomorrow reveal
I just can't wait to have it all now

Just take it one thing at a time
(I want it all now)
You'll have to learn to wait in line
(I'll get it some way, somehow)
I want it all now
(All now)

What is it like to kiss a real girl
To think you're in love and get married to her
Have lots of children and grow fat and old
And die like a fish on the end of a pole

Walking down the main street, looking at the people
Shopping at the market place, standing on the corner
Praying in the temple, dancing at the disco
Working at the factory, party on the weekend

I just can't wait to have it all now
(I want it all now)

I just can't wait to have it all now
(Just take it one thing at a time)
I want it all now
(You'll have to learn to wait in line)
I'll get it some way, somehow
(I want it all now)
All now
...

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Getting Married - Lyrics - Street's Disciple - Nas

Title: Getting Married
Album: Street's Disciple
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): Chucky Thompson, Isaac Hayes, Nasir Jones

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Lyric:
This ain't no sucka for love shit
This ain't no Huxtable kisses and hug shit, first night we fuck shit
And don't call the next day, this a thug's wedding day
In love? Will we make it? Let us pray

In a Limo, my niggas, my father, my brothers
Everybody in tuxes gettin' blunted
Hard Bottasmov costumes, this ain't no act, though
Factual, the pimp shall scoop no more

Yes, I'm absolutely sure
I know that she love me, I know that she faithful
We spoke on a prenuptial agreement 'cuz Will and Jada ain't need it
Spoke on eloping but then I dreaded the thought

'Cuz she deserves Cinderella's Ball and the whole shit
But know this, you fuckin' wit a slit ya throat quick
Vehicular explosions, cigar smokin'
Dark-minded, chart climbin', well-spoken

Safer world of broke men to rich ones
Throw them phone numbers away 'cuz this is it, hun
Headed to the Chapel, my niggas laughin'
And it's bafflin' 'cuz just a year ago

It's weird, though, I knew I'd get married
To who? I knew not, thought of snatchin' Halle up from the dreadlock
Pumpin' Sade, my head knot
Finally, I met the perfect bitch, pardon my French, rephrase that

Someone who made my heart stop, couldn't wait to blaze that
Tired of hoppin' from honey to honey
HIV spreadin', everybody bump the same bunnies
The game'll put niggas in they graves

Right before they part ways with the street
I want a son to greet every mornin'
Daughters and more sons tickle my feet
Wife smilin', tellin' me it's time to eat, I'm gettin' married

Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a chick I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a chick I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a chick I want

It was my dream for my queen to put the ring on the ride
Even Martin Luther King had a fling on the side
That's what the negative ones say
Knew my wedding would be one day but quickly is this day

I know the hoes gonna miss me
Lookin' at old photos, sayin, "Damn, he used to twist me"
Start chokin' up since I woke up
Bachelor Party was crazy, tryin' hard just to sober up

Father, saw me in a daze, nudged me with his left arm
Told me how him and moms went to City Hall, dressed norm'
Said, she would love me Oswald Boateng
Customized in London by guys who suit up kings

Gov', you got the ring, Jung', you behave
Maxwell, he gon' sing, invited Lauryn Hill and the gang
Baltimore, North Cacky', Mississippi
Family packed in, my nigga, L is crazy tipsy

Spilled Pepsi on the cuff links, ginger ale got it out
Walked in the church, just all big to thug it out
My girl walked in glistenin', different stones
'Bout to go from my fiance to Mrs. Jones

That's a union that nobody can touch
I gotta be cool wit' ya crazy aunts and uncles
'Cuz I love you much 'cuz you put up wit my shit
Court cases, baby mommas

I make a honest woman outta you yet
Everybody starin' at you, I'm at the alter, standin'
Heart poundin' out my chest like a cannon
I'm happy, one of my groom's men

Under the music says, "Don't do it"
But they just joke, some crew shit
They playin, I'm gleeful, I'm stayin'
I'm stayin' vows that are all true
"Will you take music as your wedded wife?" "I do"
Sike, this ain't about music, y'all know who I'm talkin' to
Gettin' married

Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a chick I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a chick I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a chick I want
Gettin' married

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I'Ve Been Working Too Hard - Lyrics - Southside Johnny And The Asbury Jukes

Title: I'Ve Been Working Too Hard
Artist: Southside Johnny And The Asbury Jukes
Composer(s): Steven Van Zandt

Lyric:
Now brothers and sisters gathered here today
I got something I want to share with you
Now let me warn you, it's a sad, sad story
But I swear every word is true

Now, money and me don't talk too much
We never got along too well
But when I got some in my pocket
I seem to have a lot more friends

I pay the landlord and the taxman
And it's time to go to work again

Can I get a witness? Can I get a witness?
I need somebody, let me hear you say
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
I got to get just a little bit out of control

I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
Gotta find somebody just to soothe my soul

I had a young girl back in Cleveland
My baby would not be true
It took me a while to realize
The evil that some girls do

I told her mother and father what I did
And they said, "What kind of work is that?"
Well, they said I just didn't never have the fear of God
They could tell by the way I laughed

Well, she ran off and married a preachers son
In a ragtop Cadillac

Can I get a witness? You know I need a witness
I need somebody, let me hear you say
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
Lord, I've been workin' too hard
I got to get out [Incomprehensible] lose control

I've been workin' too hard
You know, I've been workin' too hard
Yeah, I've been workin' too hard
Gotta find somebody just to soothe my soul

Well, people, I've learned my lesson
And I've learned my lesson well
Some girls want your money
But your money is the Devil himself

But life can get confusing
Whether you're high, low, rich or poor
I swear when you get right down to it
There's only one thing that I know for sure

Before this night is over
I'll be in trouble and I'm lookin' for more, more, more

Can I get a witness? I got to find a witness
You know, I need somebody, let me hear you say
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yea, yeah

I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
I need to get just a little bit out of control
Tonight my baby

I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
[Incomprehensible]

I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
Got to get out of control

I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
[Incomprehensible]

I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard
I got to get just a little out of control

I've been workin' too hard
I've been workin' too hard

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Dj Played Our Song - Lyrics - Gerald Levert

Title: Dj Played Our Song
Artist: Gerald Levert
Composer(s): Gerald Levert, Joe Iii Little

Lyric:
Are we gonna get it on, get it on, get it on
Are we gonna get it on, get it on, get it on
Are we gonna get it on, get it on, get it on

Girl it was a year ago, yeah since we said
It was over, you are still looking good
I figured I would see you and I knew that you would
Wanna come here to dance, yeah

'Cause were at the reception of our two closes friends
We were the ones who hooked them up
Now their happily married and we're all broken up
(Happily married, all broken up)

I see you standing there across the room
And you look so good to me
And baby I miss you
(It's come to this)

Now it's come to this
(Yeah)
No hug and no kiss
(No)
We both trying move on
(Trying move on, yeah)

But what if the DJ plays our song
Now it's come to this
(Oh baby, baby, babe)
I just reminisce, girl would it be wrong
(Oh)
If we were to dance if they played our song
(If they played our song)

Now your daddy keep telling me to talk to you
But I don't know what to say or to do
Girl I still love you think that you love me
But my heart would be so broken if you were to reject me
(You were to reject me)

The DJ said what was coming next
The song that you and me both love to play
I wonder what would make him play that one
Come to find out later it was your request
(It was your request)

I didn't want for this to be my last chance
So tell me baby tell me
Can I have this dance
(It's come to this)

Now it's come to this
(Yeah)
No hug and no kiss
(You don't even greet me at the door baby, no, no, no, no)
We both trying move on
(On, on, on)

But what if the DJ played our song
(What if the DJ played, if the DJ played our favorite song)
Now it's come to this
(Oh you don't want to kiss me baby)
I just reminisce
(You don't want to say hello you just want me to go)

(Girl I want to go on9Girl would it be wrong)
If we were to dance if they played our song
(Let's dance, can we dance I want to dance with you)

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Automobile - Lyrics - Pink Cadillac - John Prine

Title: Automobile
Album: Pink Cadillac
Artist: John Prine
Composer(s): John Prine

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Lyric:
February morning my car won't start today
I turned the key at 8:03
And the battery passed away
Inside a' my automobile

I want my automobile
I want my automobile
I want to drive it
All around this world

Bride's gettin' married in the springtime
Widow's gettin' married in the fall
I got married in high school
Or I wouldn't of got married at all

I'd be drivin' my automobile
Be drivin' my automobile
Be drivin' my automobile
I wanna drive it all around this world

Everybody said to the new groom
Groom, what ya gonna be
I said, I'm gonna be a symphony
Just as soon as I find a key

To my automobile
I want my automobile
I want my automobile
All around this world

Let's take a ride

Columbus sailed the ocean
Moses parted the sea
Dolores left me yesterday
Well, I think she took the key

To my automobile
I want my automobile
I want my automobile
Wanna drive it all around this world

Now, I held a little bitty baby
I held a woman all night
Whenever I get the hiccups
I hold my breath 'til my head gets light

Then, I drive my automobile
Yeah, I drive my automobile
I drive my automobile
I'm want to drive it all around this world

February morning, my car won't start today
Yeah, I turned the key at 8:03
And the battery passed away
Inside a' my automobile

I'm drivin' my automobile
Wanna my automobile
Wanna drive it all around this world
Go on

It is a beautiful day for a ride
Hey, get your head down I can't see anything
Someone give me a cigarette
I don't want to take my hands off the wheel

We ought to take the air filter off this sucker
So we can see what it will really do
Uh oh, it looks to me like a hospital zone
Everybody get quiet, shh

Don't wake the dead up
We're almost out, hang on, uh, oh here we go
Well, you can just hold it until we get to the next town

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Holla Holla (Remix) - Lyrics - Ja Rule

Title: Holla Holla (Remix)
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, Taiwan Green

Lyric:
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

Think you fuckin' wit Ja, Nada
Watcha wanna go Dolla for dolla
(Holla holla)
My niggaz is
(Hotta hotta)
Fucks plenty bitches and dug bitches for petty niggaz
You look in me eyes and tell me they style ain't ridiculous
(Bitches bitches)
Pop da pussy and bounce like
(Hit it hit it)
Sure if your favorite is long you can
(Get it get it)
Baby baby

Don't you wanna leave tonite fuck with me
'Cause we really need to be freaking off at any cost
It's on me if you married then get a divorce
When I hits it some women get twisted
Have 'em twitchin' like damn look what the dick did
I just wanna hit it the worst way right after a long day
And put the puss on lay a way heard me
I'm that dirty nigga that get you hot and heat it
Baby girl if you want it as bad as you need it

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

Let me holla at my true thugs if niggas want war bust slugs
Nigga what I'm hotta hotta and just cant be touched
Plus anybody that fucks with me gonna get felt
How many want it determines how the slugs get dealt 'cuz I
(Spit 'em spit 'em)
Choke them niggas like roaches and then
(Clip 'em clip 'em)
Long as I'm alive, I'ma
(Hit 'em hit 'em)

Respect mines to the day of my demise
Don't fuck with me 'cuz the flows
(Killa killa)
Whoever eva who wants it it's yours now your gonna
(Get it get it feela feela)
Nigga full of holes treat 'em like hoes
And show no love to them homo thugs it's us you wanna fuck with
But soon as them slugs skip from body to body go from grave to bit
I don't respect it plus niggas committed treason
Who want it with Ja who ready to die breathing?

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

Ja baby one of the many many niggas who sip Henny
With the the two seaters sittin' on twenties
I, I be wit running in running out
Then thou bestow hit 'em up gun 'em down
Niggaz ain't ready for Ja any way any how
I give it give it to niggaz claimin' that they live it real
(Niggaz niggaz)
Brandish the iron and flash like
(Hold this hold this)

When you got nothing to live for
Notice niggaz be hot and more explosive
Focus ready to rip 'em up with the dope this
My life niggaz is frontin' and stuntin' for nothing
Better act right 'fore I spark and dim your lights
I'm a hazard to niggaz a bastard
To bitches when in doubt go for stealth and clap the finish
Anything movin' rightfully hit for wrong doin'
I'm a follow and encouraging all my niggaz to what

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)

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Holla, Holla - Lyrics - Venni Vetti Vecci - Ja Rule

Title: Holla, Holla
Album: Venni Vetti Vecci
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, Taiwan Green

Lyric:
(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

Think you fuckin' wit Ja, Nada
Watcha wanna go Dolla for dolla
(Holla holla)
My niggaz is
(Hotta hotta)
Fucks plenty bitches and dug bitches for petty niggaz
You look in me eyes and tell me they style ain't ridiculous
(Bitches bitches)
Pop da pussy and bounce like
(Hit it hit it)
Sure if your favorite is long you can
(Get it get it)
Baby baby

Don't you wanna leave tonite fuck with me
'Cause we really need to be freaking off at any cost
It's on me if you married then get a divorce
When I hits it some women get twisted
Have 'em twitchin' like damn look what the dick did
I just wanna hit it the worst way right after a long day
And put the puss on lay a way heard me
I'm that dirty nigga that get you hot and heat it
Baby girl if you want it as bad as you need it

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

Let me holla at my true thugs if niggas want war bust slugs
Nigga what I'm hotta hotta and just cant be touched
Plus anybody that fucks with me gonna get felt
How many want it determines how the slugs get dealt 'cuz I
(Spit 'em spit 'em)
Choke them niggas like roaches and then
(Clip 'em clip 'em)
Long as I'm alive, I'ma
(Hit 'em hit 'em)

Respect mines to the day of my demise
Don't fuck with me 'cuz the flows
(Killa killa)
Whoever eva who wants it it's yours now your gonna
(Get it get it feela feela)
Nigga full of holes treat 'em like hoes
And show no love to them homo thugs it's us you wanna fuck with
But soon as them slugs skip from body to body go from grave to bit
I don't respect it plus niggas committed treason
Who want it with Ja who ready to die breathing?

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

Ja baby one of the many many niggas who sip Henny
With the the two seaters sittin' on twenties
I, I be wit running in running out
Then thou bestow hit 'em up gun 'em down
Niggaz ain't ready for Ja any way any how
I give it give it to niggaz claimin' that they live it real
(Niggaz niggaz)
Brandish the iron and flash like
(Hold this hold this)

When you got nothing to live for
Notice niggaz be hot and more explosive
Focus ready to rip 'em up with the dope this
My life niggaz is frontin' and stuntin' for nothing
Better act right 'fore I spark and dim your lights
I'm a hazard to niggaz a bastard
To bitches when in doubt go for stealth and clap the finish
Anything movin' rightfully hit for wrong doin'
I'm a follow and encouraging all my niggaz to what

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)
All my niggaz that's ready to get
(Dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know who can get 'em a little
(Hotta hotta)
Come on if you rollin' wit me
(Follow follow)
It's murda

(Holla holla)

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Justice Of The Peace - Lyrics - Ian Hunter

Title: Justice Of The Peace
Artist: Ian Hunter
Composer(s): Ian Hunter

Lyric:
Its such a terrible shame it was only a game
Then her brothers found out seven Johnny be good's
We was only pretending at mummys and daddys
They totally misunderstood

Oh what a terrible plight, what a terrible fight
It was too much to bear her father said, "'Ere
I think you better sign it's a letter designed
To have you married by the first of the year"

Get the justice of the peace
Get the justice, I'll get the justice of the peace
Oh get the justice of the peace
Get the justice, get the justice of the peace

If you want to play with fire
You'll get yourself burned
I was messing with the ashes
But look at how it turned out

Get the justice of the peace
Get the justice, get the justice of the peace

Oh what a terrible waste such a shocking disgrace
To give me away, I'm too young to die
A shotgun wedding heading straight for the sky
And I'm shy Mary Ellen, I'm shy

Get the justice of the peace
Get the justice, I'll get the justice of the peace
Come on
Get the justice of the peace
Get the justice, I'll get the justice of the peace

When your chips go down
You came on the dice
Forget the Mississippi
Take some friendly advice

Get the justice of the peace
I'll get the justice, I'll get the justice of the peace

{Give it to me old chum}

Get the justice of the peace
Get the justice, I'll get the justice of the peace
Get the justice of the peace
Get the justice, I'll get the justice of the peace

If you want to play with fire
You'll get yourself burned
And I was messing with the ashes
And look at how it turned out

I'll get the justice, get the justice of the peace
I'll get the justice, I'll get the justice of the peace
I'll get the justice, get the justice of the peace
I'll get the justice, I'll get the justice of the peace

I'll get the justice, get the justice of the peace
I'll get the justice, I'll get the justice of the peace
I'll get the justice, get the justice of the peace
I'll get the justice, I'll get the justice of the peace

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All Night Long - Lyrics - The Evolution of Robin Thicke - Robin Thicke

Title: All Night Long
Album: The Evolution of Robin Thicke
Artist: Robin Thicke
Composer(s): Robert Louis Daniels, James Gass, Dwayne Carter, Robin A Thicke

Lyric:
All night long I wait

Yeah, hey mama, kick him at the bed, I'm comin' over
Got somethin' to show ya, behold your eyes
I's wanna hold ya, just hold ya tight
Like a four leaf cover, I be goin' through

Your flowers, baby, your garden's open
A sight for sore eyes, good Lord, I'm focused
I can hardly notice anythin' other than
The woman with the face of my future baby mother

I'm a big man, she's a big girl
Put on them heels and put on that skirt
She wants to get naughty, we can get bad
She's a good girl with the good girl dance

I'm ice cream, she's a hot swirl
We can get married and live in our world
Let's play rough, we can get wild
I could go home but I'll stay, cheat but I won't

So I go by Weezy, love me or leave me
I hate to leave her, I think I need her
She's such a teaser, such a deeper
Yeah, we park it right here, baby, fuckin' need her

Do it to me, baby, I could be your receiver
Call me in the last minute and I can be your reliever
Call me at the last minute, I'll be there even
Late night, early mornin' or maybe this evenin'

She ain't no stunt, she ain't no filly
I wanna get mad but then not really
She's so fly, I could get mine
But I do it much better with her by my side

Love is alright, we gon' get blitzed tonight
All my girls wanna make that money
All my thugs wanna take that money
All night long, I'm a milk that honey so

All night long I wait for your lovin', babe
All night long I wait to tear you to pieces
All night long I wait for your lovin', babe
All night long I wait, all night long

All night long I wait to see you, babe
And watch the sun rise in your face
All night long I wait for you to play
And let my open arms take you away

She say she wanna be the one I get next to
Yes, boo, let's do that, who that?
You that one I want to be the one I get next to
Let's move, get you to the crib

Now, I see you musta one I wanna give sex to
Sex you, sexy you, you sexy devil, you
And you lookin' like you single
Thank you, have yourself a drink, I drink too

Saw you when I came through
Now I can't do nothin' if it ain't you
It's Wayne, boo, I don't do what them lames do
I come at you from a whole other angle

Now one time for the ladies in the high skirts
Two time for the ladies in the tight jeans
Three time for the ladies who ain't
Got no panties on, let's go home

All night long I wait for your lovin', babe
All night long I wait to tear you to pieces
All night long I wait for your lovin', babe
All night long I wait, all night long

All night long I wait for your lovin', babe
All night long I wait to tear you to pieces
All night long I wait for your lovin', babe
All night long I wait, all night long

All night long I wait for your lovin', babe
All night long I wait, all night long
All night long I wait for your lovin', babe
All night long I wait

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Anything, Anything - Lyrics - How to Get Out Alive - Lucky Boys Confusion

Title: Anything, Anything
Album: How to Get Out Alive
Artist: Lucky Boys Confusion
Composer(s): John Easdale

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Lyric:
Oh, gee, what is it tonight?
At least just tell me, what the hell is wrong
Do you want to eat, do you want to sleep
Do you want to drown?
Just settle down, settle down, settle down

I'll give you give candy, give you diamonds, give you pills
Give you anything you want, hundred dollar bills
I'll even let you watch the shows you want to see
Just marry me, marry me, marry me

I'm so sick of you tonight
You never stay awake when I get home
Is something wrong with me
Something wrong with you?
I really wish I knew, wish I knew, wish I knew

I'll give you candy, give you diamonds, give you pills
Give you anything you want, hundred dollar bills
I even let you watch the shows you want to see
Because you married me, married me, married me

When I was young I learned a game
Where love and happiness were the same
Now, I'm older and I don't play
I found out the hardest way

I got wasted, she got mad
Called me names and she called her dad
He got crazy and I did too
Wondered what I did to you

I'll give you candy, give you diamonds, give you pills
Give you anything you want, hundred dollar bills
I even let you hear the songs I want to sing
I'll give you anything, anything, anything
I'll give you anything, anything, anything

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Irresistable Delicious - Lyrics - Missy Elliott

Title: Irresistable Delicious
Artist: Missy Elliott
Composer(s): Ricky M L Walters, Eric T Sadler, Craig Brockman, Hank Shocklee, James Henry Boxley Iii, Melissa A Elliott

Lyric:
It's entertainment time
Got Missy Elliott in the house
Got Slick Rick in the house
We doing big things here kids

Hip-Hop's finest, slick, slick, Slick Rick an' M
Slick Rick an' M
Go Missy, go Missy, go Missy, go Missy
(Slick Rick an' M)

Excuse me Mr. Lawrence, you look nice
Simply delicious, Missy want some kisses
Let's go to the crib, get cozy in the nude
And 'Treat me like a prostitute'

Now pardon me sir, I'm such a real lady
Ride in Mercedes to make the bitches hate me
Cruise up and down one-two-fifth
Looking for a guy like you to get with

I seen this cutie pie, so I pulled beside him
Seen the size of his feet, so I couldn't deny him
Might as well try him, the freak that I am
M dot S E always grinding

Please don't think I'm crazy
But boy you are supa fine
Do it to me, do it to me
(Thank you Missy)

Irresistible delicious, holla
Enough to make me lose my mind
Now I really want it
(Slick, slick, Slick Rick an' M)

Now I want it, don't make me wait so long
No don't make me wait so long
Missy, no longer will I pretend
(Slick Rick in the house)
Let's get it on 'cause we both grown
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Intelligent, delicate, watch how the fella get
Bump into my home girl in Miami, Missy Elliott
Green blush on her eyelid, hi Miss
Gave honey a hug, I feel her touching my privates

Aw shuck I guess, main course is in I said
"You know I'm married?"
Yeah and what's that supposed to mean?
Proposition for you Ruler

Proceed on
Well, I got a track I need you spit a mean 16 on
You with it?
Down to bless one and I left one

The Hit Factory, later on around eleven
With my notebook and pencil, I slides on in
I see her looking mighty sexy and the lights all dim
Have a drink

The booze and the karmy go oddly
After having a drink I start to feel unusually horny
Swelling stone or well writ poems
Busy pounding like I'm trying to break off pelvis bones

Please don't think I'm crazy
Slick Rick's in the house
But boy you are supa fine
Do it to me, do it to me
(Thank you Missy)

Irresistible delicious, holla
(Slick Rick's in the house)
Enough to make me lose my mind, lose my mind
Now I really want it and now I want it
Don't make me wait so long
No don't make me wait so long

No longer will I pretend
(Boss of the females)
Let's get it on 'cause we both grown
(Recognize, recognize)

Excuse me sir, oh gosh you look young
But old enough to get it to get yo' head sprung
Sit down relax, it's soft here on my couch
Or give me hands strictly you might get turned out

Cutie pie, 'til I sit beside him
Nice shoe size, how could I deny him?
Big bankroll to help me retire
Me and him together smell like big empire

Don't 'Treat me like a prostitute'
Unless you're giving me some money
Making sure I look cute, what?
But don't 'Treat me like a prostitute'
Unless you're giving me some money
Making sure I look cute

Please don't think I'm crazy
Please don't think I'm crazy
But boy you are supa fine
Do it to me, do it to me, fine

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I Don'T Want To Throw Rice - Lyrics - Dolly Parton

Title: I Don'T Want To Throw Rice
Artist: Dolly Parton
Composer(s): Dolly Parton, Bill Owens

Lyric:
She married the one I love today
When my back was turned she took him away
Now while they're all outside, waiting to throw rice
What I want to throw will surely black her eyes

'Cause I don't want to throw rice, I want to throw rocks at her
She took the only love I had
No, I don't want to throw rice, I want to throw rocks at her
It would be a way to hurt her 'cause she hurt me so bad

Well, I never stole nothin' in my life
But if I get the chance I'll steal him from his wife
'Cause all is fair in love and war, maybe I'm carryin' this too far
But I feel like tying dynamite to her side of the car

No, I don't want to throw rice, I want to throw rocks at her
She took the only love I had
No, I don't want to throw rice, I want to throw rocks at her
It would be a way to hurt her 'cause she hurt me so bad

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Obvious - Lyrics - LeToya - Letoya

Title: Obvious
Album: LeToya
Artist: Letoya
Composer(s): Dave Young, Letoya Luckett, Bryan Michael Cox

Lyric:
Have you ever felt like
You the only one in love in your relationship?
And as hard as it was for you to let go
You knew it was the best thing for you
Well, that time has come for me
I gotta move on

You say you wanna get married, but boy are you sure?
'Cause there are a couple of issues I refuse to ignore
You say one thing and you do another
And I'm realizing you don't want me on your shoulder

You think material things is what I need
But all I ever wanted was you
Just a little kiss, just a little hug
Now I'm realizing that that ain't your kinda love

Sometimes we want things that may not be right for us
But when you're in love you tend to look over the obvious
You're not changing and I know that you love me but
This thing ain't going the way I planned

Sometimes we want things that may not be right for us
But when you're in love you tend to look over the obvious
As bad as I want you to stay
We can't keep going on this way, going this way

Don't think you're doing me no favors
Feeling the need to get on one knee
When you know you ain't right at it baby
You wanna make sure I'm always around
And with the ring on my finger that means I'm on right now

I seen it in your eyes you weren't
And there's a good chance you doing some dirt
'Cause I don't wanna be the one to make you do
Something you don't want to, I'm gonna let you do you

Sometimes we want things that may not be right for us
But when you're in love you tend to look over the obvious
You're not changing and I know that you love me but
This thing ain't going the way I planned

Sometimes we want things that may not be right for us
But when you're in love you tend to look over the obvious
As bad as I want you to stay
We can't keep going on this way, going this way

Oh, no, no, no, oh, no
Oh, no, no, no, oh, no
Oh, no, no, no, oh, no
Oh, no, no, no

See there's a part of me that doesn't want you here with me
That's a part of me that wants to stick right with you
But it seems like you don't wanna put up a fight
And why should I even try?

Sometimes we want things that may not be right for us
But when you're in love you tend to look over the obvious
You're not changing and I know that you love me but
This thing ain't going the way I planned

Sometimes we want things that may not be right for us
But when you're in love you tend to look over the obvious
As bad as I want you to stay
We can't keep going on this way, going this way

Keep taking me through so much

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Can'T Get It Back - Lyrics - Blaque

Title: Can'T Get It Back
Artist: Blaque
Composer(s): Aubrey A. Gravatt, Jr., Theodore Life, Salaam Remi, Marlon Lu Ree Williams, Hernst Bellevue, Natina Tiawane Reed, Joe Freeman

Lyric:
You get it back
You can't get it back
You get it back
You can't get it back

Verse one, when we begun
You know you had a sister all sprung
With your tongue
I thought you were my babe but no

When we laid
You always knew the right words to say
We got engaged
To be married the very next May

As the time moved on
The love we had got torn
You used to love me from dusk 'til dawn
But now you're trippin' from night 'til morn

Now you want me to change
I'm sick of you playin' these games
I'm tellin' you one thing
You wont get it back
You won't get it back, this ring

Gave you my love and I can't get it back
Gave you all my time and I can't get it back
Now the ring that you gave me, you can't have it back
'Cos it's just not goin' down like that

Gave you my time and I can't get it back
Gave you all my love and I can't get it back
Now the things that you gave me, you want them back
But it's just not goin' down like that

You get it back
You can't get it back

Verse two, now were through
Too much time's been wasted on you
But it's cool
Put the glass shoe on another young fool

I accept that you cramped
And you couldn't take the heat
So you stamped, now upset
Don't come back for nothin' that you left

As the time moved on
The love we had got torn
You used to love me from dusk 'til dawn
But now you're trippin' from night 'til morn

Now you want me to change
I'm sick of you playin' these games
I'm tellin' you one thing
That you wont get it back
You won't get it back, this ring

Gave you my love and I can't get it back
Gave you all my time and I can't get it back
Now the ring that you gave me, you can't have it back
'Cos it's just not goin' down like that

Gave you my time and I can't get it back
Gave you all my love and I can't get it back
Now the things that you gave me, you want them back
But it's just not goin' down like that

Boy, let me tell you this
Don't you know you can't get back
What you put in this relationship?
That includes this ring
'Cos I know I can't get back
All my kissin', huggin', lovin', [Incomprehensible]

We had a happy environment, I put on this diamond
I gave you my all and even met your requirements
Now you're goin' out, cheatin' and you're comin' up smilin'
You can say what you want but you ain't gettin' this diamond

You ain't gettin' this ring back, you tiptoed
You been livin' a stranger, just keep ya zipped closed
Did you really think that, that you can take me for a ride?
If you knock on my door, you know we're gonna collide

Gave you my love and I can't get it back
Gave you all my time and I can't get it back
Now the ring that you gave me, you can't have it back
'Cos it's just not goin' down like that

Gave you my time and I can't get it back
Gave you all my love and I can't get it back
Now the things that you gave me, you want them back
But it's just not goin' down like that

Gave you my love and I can't get it back
Gave you all my time and I can't get it back
Now the ring that you gave me, you can't have it back
'Cos it's just not goin' down like that

Gave you my time and I can't get it back
Gave you all my love and I can't get it back
Now the things that you gave me, you want them back
But it's just not goin' down like that

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Teeq - Can`t Get It Back - Lyrics - Mis

Title: Teeq - Can`t Get It Back
Artist: Mis
Composer(s): Aubrey A. Gravatt, Jr., Theodore Life, Salaam Remi, Marlon Lu Ree Williams, Hernst Bellevue, Natina Tiawane Reed, Joe Freeman

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Lyric:
You get it back
You can't get it back
You get it back
You can't get it back

Verse one, when we begun
You know you had a sister all sprung
With your tongue
I thought you were my babe but no

When we laid
You always knew the right words to say
We got engaged
To be married the very next May

As the time moved on
The love we had got torn
You used to love me from dusk 'til dawn
But now you're trippin' from night 'til morn

Now you want me to change
I'm sick of you playin' these games
I'm tellin' you one thing
You wont get it back
You won't get it back, this ring

Gave you my love and I can't get it back
Gave you all my time and I can't get it back
Now the ring that you gave me, you can't have it back
'Cos it's just not goin' down like that

Gave you my time and I can't get it back
Gave you all my love and I can't get it back
Now the things that you gave me, you want them back
But it's just not goin' down like that

You get it back
You can't get it back

Verse two, now were through
Too much time's been wasted on you
But it's cool
Put the glass shoe on another young fool

I accept that you cramped
And you couldn't take the heat
So you stamped, now upset
Don't come back for nothin' that you left

As the time moved on
The love we had got torn
You used to love me from dusk 'til dawn
But now you're trippin' from night 'til morn

Now you want me to change
I'm sick of you playin' these games
I'm tellin' you one thing
That you wont get it back
You won't get it back, this ring

Gave you my love and I can't get it back
Gave you all my time and I can't get it back
Now the ring that you gave me, you can't have it back
'Cos it's just not goin' down like that

Gave you my time and I can't get it back
Gave you all my love and I can't get it back
Now the things that you gave me, you want them back
But it's just not goin' down like that

Boy, let me tell you this
Don't you know you can't get back
What you put in this relationship?
That includes this ring
'Cos I know I can't get back
All my kissin', huggin', lovin', [Incomprehensible]

We had a happy environment, I put on this diamond
I gave you my all and even met your requirements
Now you're goin' out, cheatin' and you're comin' up smilin'
You can say what you want but you ain't gettin' this diamond

You ain't gettin' this ring back, you tiptoed
You been livin' a stranger, just keep ya zipped closed
Did you really think that, that you can take me for a ride?
If you knock on my door, you know we're gonna collide

Gave you my love and I can't get it back
Gave you all my time and I can't get it back
Now the ring that you gave me, you can't have it back
'Cos it's just not goin' down like that

Gave you my time and I can't get it back
Gave you all my love and I can't get it back
Now the things that you gave me, you want them back
But it's just not goin' down like that

Gave you my love and I can't get it back
Gave you all my time and I can't get it back
Now the ring that you gave me, you can't have it back
'Cos it's just not goin' down like that

Gave you my time and I can't get it back
Gave you all my love and I can't get it back
Now the things that you gave me, you want them back
But it's just not goin' down like that

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I Was The One - Lyrics - Da Brat

Title: I Was The One
Artist: Da Brat
Composer(s): Lenton Tereill Hutton, Shawntae Harris

Lyric:
You thought I was the one, but I got my own whips
Own chips own crib and I don't need this shit here
You thought I was the one, to be dependin' on you
I'm a independent woman, I'm sorry homie that you

You thought I was the one, to just settle for promises
That you never kept thought I would fail but you won't 'cause
You thought I was the one, but you been proven false
The truth is you lost, I pay the cost to do what ever I want, yeah

He, thought I was virgin Mary sweet as a nun
Wanted to marry me with hopes I'd carry his son
Or his daughter the thought I gotta stay out of the parties
Stay in the house, be lonesome, and talk to nobody
Be cooped up for the longest, with nothin' but time
Misery loves company but it ain't no friend of mine
I cooked and cleaned like a Hebrew slave, till I got blisters
A modern day Miss Celie, and he was my mister
But I woke up one day, started to get real slick

Called a couple of my friends with a few scenarios
Felt like a dance with the devil, didn't like being happily
Married no more had to go real quick, 'cause it's my time
And I done made up my mind Shawntae gotta leave you behind
And get my dough 'cause half of that's mine
And my drow to help me the daughter sunshine
You thought I wouldn't make it but I'm livin' proof
Do on to others as you'd have motherfuckers do on to you

You thought I was the one, but I got my own whips
Own chips, own crib and I don't need this shit here
You thought I was the one, to be dependin' on you
I'm a independent woman, I'm sorry homie that you

You thought I was the one, to just settle for promises
That you never kept, thought I would fail but you won't 'cause
You thought I was the one, but you been proven false
The truth is you lost, I pay the cost to do what ever I want, yeah

She, was my ace boon coon in high, we grew up together
You fucked with her I'd fight you, and vice versa
From class to choir rehearsal, totin' the bags
Slangin' them sacks, and beat up all the hood rats
Rolling off with the richest niggas on the block
And bring they whips back, but things changed
When I started to rap, jealousy kicked in
She wouldn't be my friend, she wasn't even lookin' out for me

Then, she didn't even have time to call me on the phone
To say hello so good-bye, good-bye
You'll never get apiece of my love again
Don't try, my love is everlasting like Tony Terry
I'm very territorial and I'm over protective to niggas
I love, 'cause I respect them, but not this heffa
She took things in a different direction
I can't protect her when it's said and done, shit

I am not the one, I need loyal buddies, supportive of me
Roarin' for me, breakin' my trust can get ugly
So please don't mistake my kindness for weakness
Learn it, as I stomp trough the trenches on this tedious journey
I'm so hot my feet burn, and you keep yearnin'
To be a part of my life but you done fucked it up permanently
Now it don't concern me no more

You thought I was the one, but I got my own whips
Own chips, own crib and I don't need this shit here
You thought I was the one, to be dependin' on you
I'm a independent woman, I'm sorry homie that you

You thought I was the one, to just settle for promises
That you never kept, thought I would fail but you won't 'cause
You thought I was the one, but you been proven false
The truth is you lost, I pay the cost to do what ever I want, yeah

Sena I thought that I was the one
Sena I thought, you thought that I was the one
Thought I was the one
Thought I was the one, yeah

You thought I was the one, but I got my own whips
Own chips, own crib and I don't need this shit here
You thought I was the one, to be dependin' on you
I'm a independent woman, I'm sorry homie that you

You thought I was the one, to just settle for promises
That you never kept, thought I would fail but you won't 'cause
You thought I was the one, but you been proven false
The truth is you lost, I pay the cost to do what ever I want, yeah

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