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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

If That Was A Lie - Lyrics - Blackhawk

Title: If That Was A Lie
Artist: Blackhawk
Composer(s): Dave Robbins, Jeff Silbar, Van Stephenson

Lyric:
If that was a lie
That was the sweetest lie that I have ever heard
Every word, if that was a lie
Was it something that you didn't really mean to say
But said it anyway

You can take it back if you want to
But I'm still gonna believe you
Every word, if that was a lie
It was the sweetest lie that I have ever heard

Tell me now, was it my imagination or just a whisper on the wind?
You know the tricks the heart can play
I swear I thought I heard you say
You love me, yeah, you love me

If that was a lie
That was the sweetest lie that I have ever heard
Aw, every word, if that was a lie
Was it something that you didn't really mean to say
But said it anyway

You can take it back if you want to
But I'm still gonna believe you
Every word, if that was a lie
It was the sweetest lie that I have ever heard

I felt it in your tender touch, I wanted to believe so much
But was afraid to let you know
I've been waiting for so long, say I didn't hear you wrong
You love me, yeah, you love me

If that was a lie
That was the sweetest lie that I have ever heard
Aw, every word, if that was a lie
Was it something that you didn't really mean to say
Aw, but said it anyway

If that was a lie
If that was a lie
If that was a lie

Ooh, every word, if that was a lie
If that was a lie

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Ya Kiss - Lyrics - Kevin Lyttle - Kevin Lyttle

Title: Ya Kiss
Album: Kevin Lyttle
Artist: Kevin Lyttle
Composer(s): Troy Taylor, Brandon Howard, Tremaine Neverson, Ezekiel Lewis

Lyric:
Ohhh, heeyy nooo, baby you don't know. Ooohh baby you don't know
Oh yooouuuuuuuu make me feel mmmmmmm

Man you gotta love it
Get butterflies when I think of it
Girl your lovin like a race
I'ma keep runnin'
You got a kiss that's so wet
I'm wanna drink from it (can I drink from it?)
Man I wanna dub it
And hit rewind everytime It's on my mind cuz I, I cant seem to get You off my mind and im
In love ever scince the first time I, saw yoouuu

It was ya lips that made me want ya(more)
It was ya kiss that made me need ya(more)
It was ya kiss that got me on ya
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss(no lie girl)

It was ya lips that made me want ya(more)
It was ya kiss that made me need ya(more)
It was ya kiss that got me on ya
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss(no lie girl)

Girl you know I love ya
You gotta body so hot
Don't wanna touch ya
Got my temperature rising
About to burn up
If it's so crazy in love
This girls is crazy (girl is crazy)
I just wanna feel it(feel it)
Like waves on the beach
We ridin jet skis
Girl the way that I feel when you next to me
Hard to explain girl
A special kind of chemistry
That I feel when I'm with yoouuu

It was ya lips that made me want ya(more)
It was ya kiss that made me need ya(more)
It was ya kiss that got me on ya
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss(no lie girl)

It was ya lips that made me want ya(more)
It was ya kiss that made me need ya(more)
It was ya kiss that got me on ya
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss(no lie girl)

It was ya lips that made me want ya(more)
It was ya kiss that made me need ya(more)
It was ya kiss that got me on ya
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss(no lie girl)

It was ya lips that made me want ya(more)
It was ya kiss that made me need ya(more)
It was ya kiss that got me on ya
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss(no lie girl)

You got the kinda kiss that make me never wanna mess around (never wanna mess around)
You got the kinda thang that make me wanna love you down(make me wanna love you down)
If I ever get a wish
I only wish that theres you and I(that it's you and I)
I would never tell you no lie(never tell a lie)
It's all I need to get by
Your kiss

It was ya lips that made me want ya(more)
It was ya kiss that made me need ya(more)
It was ya kiss that got me on ya
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss(no lie girl)

It was ya lips that made me want ya(more)
It was ya kiss that made me need ya(more)
It was ya kiss that got me on ya
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss(no lie girl)

You got the kinda kiss that make me never wanna mess around

It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss
It was ya kiss

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Playas Rock - Lyrics - 5150 Ratchet - Hurricane Chris

Title: Playas Rock
Album: 5150 Ratchet
Artist: Hurricane Chris
Composer(s): Maurice White, Michael Crooms, Skip Scarborough, Christopher Dooley, Carlos Thornton, Jason Dendy

Lyric:
If I don't like the way that she actin' then I'ma tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

If I don't like the way that she actin', I tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, girl, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock

Everythang was cool we was feelin' each other
Chillin' in the jacuzzi just water no bubbles
You know me I keep it gutta, hit it until you stutter
Then she got there asking me questions like she was undercover

Like who was that lil' chick that I let ride up in my ride
I'm a pimp so it ain't nothing for me to think of a lie
But I'd rather keep it real and tell her just how I feel
Look it here if you see with with another chick then it's just what it is

You ain't my main dame I just beat you out the frame
Baby, I'm hurricane, you gotta stay in yo lane
Stick to the script of a pimp and follow my gutta rules
And I you feel like you wanna leave then do what you do

Baby, you think I'm goin' cry Just because I lost you
Every time I loose one I bounce back with 2
How you think I got you somebody got laid off
I'm a pimp I pimp a chicken until she get played out

See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock

If I don't like the way that she actin' then I'ma tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

If I don't like the way that she actin', I tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, girl, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock

Say lil' mama let me get up in it a minute
Make you wanna give it to me like you never gave it up before
And I bet I make you [Incomprehensible] with my boys
When I pull up in a Rolls Royce, I know where to hit Ro

Pull up fresh in the back gettin' low slow mo' no low
She can see my eyes
Everybody holla that boy so fly
And all I gotta do is get her in my ride

Give me a million dollars, I can make it go live
Let it be any chick in the world and I can make her mine
Put her in the whip, now, I'm feeling on her thighs
Take a shot of patron, now, I'm finna go live

And then she told me that she want me to cut her
But she ain't want me to use a rubber, no rubber, no rubber
I'm feelin' like u tryna get me caught up
No disrespect lil' mama but that's just how I was brought up

If I can't use protection when I cut then it ain't no cut
I can't picture me goin' in you raw that just ain't what's up
Lil' mama I'm a pimp and I will never get caught in my lie
Cross my heart and hope to die girl you know how playas rock

If I don't like the way that she actin' then I'ma tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

If I don't like the way that she actin', I tell her bye
How you gon' play a playa, girl, you know how playas ride
Game recognize game and I been running game a lot
Never get caught in my lie, cross my heart and hope to die

See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock
See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock

And then she told me that she want me to cut her
But she ain't want me to use a rubber, no rubber, no rubber
And then she told me that she want me to cut her
But she ain't want me to use a rubber, no rubber, no rubber

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Dimez - Lyrics - 613: Ashy to Classy - Field Mob

Title: Dimez
Album: 613: Ashy to Classy
Artist: Field Mob
Composer(s): Shawn Johnson, Darion Crawford, Emanuel Anderson

Lyric:
I'm lookin' for a made misses, not one of them lazy chickens
But one them on top of her game, paid bitches
I lay bitches and slay bitches, fast and free
So fuck that, I want a lady, I can give cash to be

A lover, makin' me say "Ungh" like Master P
And helpin' me out when I'm deep in a catastrophe
She has to be, top notch and full of class
Or rollin' a new drop top full a gas, to pull her ass

Gotta come correct and you better have your game tight
She ain't the type of girl you meet and then fuck the same night
She's a hot girl, one that you can smoke Jane with
But so jazzy, flashin' her diamonds on her bracelet

She don't say shit, keepin' our love on the d low
I trust and believe in her, like Shiraz, she's my hero
She don't need no zero's she want a jazzy dime nigga to kick it with
Splittin' it fifty, fifty down the middle

I need a jazzy bitch, a classy bitch
Walkin' and pass me the switch, flashin' her wrist
Where ya at ma'?
I'm lookin' for ya, so let a nigga spoil ya
As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter

I need a jazzy bitch, a classy bitch
Walkin' and pass me the switch, flashin' her wrist
Where ya at ma'?
I'm lookin' for ya, so let a nigga spoil ya
As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter

She had broke niggas and had tonight hoe niggas
Showboat poor niggas perpetratin' with no scrilla
She like more zippers, flow flippers and go getters
Hydro twistas, gold grillers to roll with

And you don't have to be a dope dealer or an old nigga
So don't go twistin' with a gold nigga
'Cause she's a boss bitch, a slim Diana Ross bitch
That you can floss with that don't cost shit

And anytime I want to I can toss it
And when I toss it, I ain't gon' lie, I raw dog it
'Cause she's so jazzy, every five minutes I stop and tell her
Bitches playa hate because they not, they jealous

Long micros with lots of cheddar
Givin' me more D's than Jay Z, she'll Roc A Fella
Classy, I gots to say it in a capella
So y'all rats can hear me clear, y'all gots to do better

I need a jazzy bitch, a classy bitch
Walkin' and pass me the switch, flashin' her wrist
Where ya at ma'?
I'm lookin' for ya, so let a nigga spoil ya
As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter

I need a jazzy bitch, a classy bitch
Walkin' and pass me the switch, flashin' her wrist
Where ya at ma'?
I'm lookin' for ya, so let a nigga spoil ya
As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter

If you feel that you's a jazzy nigga, you feel the same as me
Jazzy hoe's, I feel ya Jermaine Dupri
Because classy ain't the thing to be and yes it's plain to see
If you a skank you can't hang with me

No, I can't have no rat claimin' me, like a leech, clang to me
Or much, you should be shamed to be
Ridin' in the Chevy thing with me, it's not the place for them
Jazzy, classy girls I'm chasin' them, I wanna stay with them

And lay with them, passin' pussy's not the way for them
I'm lacin' 'em with more ice than a hockey stadium
She gets down with me, freakin' in any position
Fine as all our dough, no, don't need me no pigeon

I'm needin' a pinchin' to make sure that I'm not dreaming
Like Cash Money, when you see her it's like bling, bling
I'm lookin' for ya, so let a nigga spoil ya
As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter

I need a jazzy bitch, a classy bitch
Walkin' and pass me the switch, flashin' her wrist
Where ya at ma'?
I'm lookin' for ya, so let a nigga spoil ya
As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter

I need a jazzy bitch, a classy bitch
Walkin' and pass me the switch, flashin' her wrist
Where ya at ma'?
I'm lookin' for ya, so let a nigga spoil ya
As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter

I need a jazzy bitch, a classy bitch
Walkin' and pass me the switch, flashin' her wrist
Where ya at ma'?
I'm lookin' for ya, so let a nigga spoil ya
As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter

I need a jazzy bitch, a classy bitch
Walkin' and pass me the switch, flashin' her wrist
Where ya at ma'?
I'm lookin' for ya, so let a nigga spoil ya
As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter

What, I need a jazzy bitch, c'mon, I need a jazzy bitch
Sittin' on big heels, I need a jazzy bitch, c'mon, I need a jazzy bitch
With the micro braids, I need a jazzy bitch, I need a jazzy bitch
Yeah, you like to be paid, I need a jazzy bitch
C'mon, I need a jazzy bitch

Strike down your spine, I need a jazzy bitch, c'mon, I need a jazzy bitch
Color contacts in your eye, I need a jazzy bitch
C'mon, I need a jazzy bitch
Cute golds in your grill, I need a jazzy bitch, c'mon, I need a jazzy bitch

Lookin' good and need lacos, I need a jazzy bitch
C'mon, I need a jazzy bitch
Earring to your belly button, I need a jazzy bitch
C'mon, I need a jazzy bitch

Chewin' on, chewin' gum, I need a jazzy bitch
C'mon, I need a jazzy bitch
Whoa, whoa, c'mon, I need a jazzy bitch

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Lie To Kick It - Lyrics - R U Still Down? (Remember Me) - 2pac

Title: Lie To Kick It
Album: R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Don Blackman, Warren Griffin, James Brown, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Richard L. Serrell

Lyric:
Yeah, if she didn't wanna fuck
Then she never should've called you
I dedicate this to my nigga, Mike Tyson
If she didn't wanna fuck
Then she never should've called you

You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches

Jack of all trades, ballin' like Jordan, you punk
Fake inside the paint, in fact I know you can't
Do half of the shit that you was claimin' in the county
Suckas on yo' jock, you claim you run the block

Polyurethane busta, cracked in half
You claim you foldin' bank but I know yo' bank stank
I lived around the corner, I seen you fully smoked
Must I say some more? You weighed a buck 04

You sold ya TV for a buck 'cause it was way too late
Now they sent you upstate an' you done gained some weight
You's a baller, lyin' to them youngstas quick
Got them thinkin' you sick an' representin' yo' click

But you's an old basehead, kickin' too much hype
Yo' bicentennial pipe, it got rally stripes
An' if they knew yo' identity you'd probably be the victim of a stickin'
You ain't got to lie to kick it

You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches

You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches

You ain't got to lie to kick it, y'all don't hear me
I got these niggas yackin' in my face
About some shit that never took place
An' what you see is what you get, that's what he told me
I peeped it in his pose, exposed the fuckin' phony

I'm gettin' richer so they claim to be my homie
With them bitches, they be freaky, they don't know me
Hey, it's gettin' drastic, gunnin' niggas down
'Cause they plastic, sleep on a G an' get that ass kicked

An' stuffed inside a casket
Rippin' the shit like it's my muthafuckin' last hit
Hey an' wonder why a nigga's nothin' nice
An' every time I bust a nut, I fuck for Tyson

'Cause I know the real on the bitch
She got to skit ya just to get a nigga's riches
I pray to God that the bitch don't get no dick
An' got a nigga screamin', ?Fuck that bitch?

You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches

You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches

Well if a bitch'll be a bitch, then a trick'll be a trick
I've got my nigga, Richie Rich an' we be all up in the mix
This is 'Thug Life', baby, rollin' hoes like Vogues
Stay the fuck up out of mine an' I'll stay outta yours

It's a Oakland thang an' bitch, you wouldn't understand
This Tanqueray got me screamin', ?Fuck yo' man?
But now you beefin' on the strength that you was thinkin' I was jockin'
Hey bitch, I got no time for hoes, I'm steady clockin'

An' if it ain't about a buck, I gives a fuck
It's raggedy hoes like you that keep a nigga stuck
So what's up with them low life bitches tryin' to play me?
Bitch, you better see Trojan about yo' baby
Trickin' niggas better catch up on they pimpin'
'Cause bitches love to catch a nigga when they slippin'

You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches

You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches

You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches
You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches

You ain't got to lie to kick it
To them tricks an' them bitches
Out to get a nigga's riches

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Not I - Lyrics - The Triptych - Demon Hunter

Title: Not I
Album: The Triptych
Artist: Demon Hunter
Composer(s): Donald Christopher Clark, Ryan Curtis Clark

Lyric:
So now you're suffering the fallacy of what you said
When you uncover the depression from where you've tread
Breathe over the glass you wrote on
Swallow all that you waste your throat on

You wear the mark and wave the banner they made with sin
Revealing every single lie that you've been breeding within
Wash over the skin you've broken
Think over the tone you spoke in

So lost in your affliction
The solemn comfort of your grave
If you close your eyes the light can't take it away

So lost in your addiction
The solemn comfort of your grave
If you close your eyes the light can't take it away

Not I
I won't conform to what I see in you
Not I
I won't surrender what I am
Not I
And even if it was a part of me
Not I
I'll never be that way again

Not I
I won't conform to what I see in you
Not I
I won't surrender what I am
Not I
And even if it was a part of me
Not I
I'll never be that way again

The blind will follow on the path you created in vain
No guiding light but just the shadow of the dead will remain
Dig open the pain you're hiding
Give your hand to the faith you're fighting

The void you suffer it a curse forever bleeding inside
Now you embrace the fatal sickness you should despise
Remember the day you lost that
Where is the shame that will bring your soul back?

So lost in your affliction
The solemn comfort of your grave
If you close your eyes the light can't take it away

So lost in your addiction
The solemn comfort of your grave
If you close your eyes the light can't take it away

Not I
I won't conform to what I see in you
Not I
I won't surrender what I am
Not I
And even if it was a part of me
Not I
I'll never be that way again

Not I
I won't conform to what I see in you
Not I
I won't surrender what I am
Not I
And even if it was a part of me
Not I
I'll never be that way again

Reach back behind your pride
Pull the thorn from the burning pain in your side

Sing a song
[Incomprehensible]

Sing me a new song
A broken song of redemption and regret
Sing me a new song
And beg for all the mercy you can get

Sing me a new song
A broken song of redemption and regret
Sing me a new song
And beg for all the mercy you can get

Not I
I won't conform to what I see in you
Not I
I won't surrender what I am
Not I
And even if it was a part of me
Not I
I'll never be that way again

Not I
I won't conform to what I see in you
Not I
I won't surrender what I am
Not I
And even if it was a part of me
Not I
I'll never be that way again

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Fuckin' With Me - Lyrics - Juve The Great - Juvenile

Title: Fuckin' With Me
Album: Juve The Great
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Clifford Wayne Nicholas, Terius Gray, Sheldon Donnel Arrington, Damon Mentrell Grison

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Lyric:
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me

Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me

I got my mind right, money right, life right, weight right
Can you see me cuttin' the beef like a steak knife?
Don't stay up late, I'ma be home when I'm finished
I gotta drop my people off at the airport in a minute

This is business, you ain't with it then give me five feet
I don't need you and children everywhere I be
I'm a man who ventures out on his own
Long as I don't bring no diseases or no ho's back home

Let me roam, you don't even much need that phone
I'ma take care of my shit, baby, ,just leave that alone
I know when the pussy get wet and you need that bone
Ain't too many bitches out there, that's gone be that strong

You was forbiddin' by your parents
Is knowin' that gangster was fuckin' his daughter was scarin' 'em
I speak fact, me and you, bitch, we got our life on track
And if I ever leave away from you I'll be right back

Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me

Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me

Now a days these chicks, they too emotional
I just wanted to get high and joke a few
I just met you yesterday, I'm barely knowin' you
You ain't say that yesterday when I was blowin' you

See, that's what that mo and dro will do
See, drink up, smoke up, come on, I got some more for you
You like that? I got another joke for you
You grin, you in and Im'a end up pokin' you

Sounds funny, honey, how much money, honey?
You heard that but you ain't gettin' nothin' from me
'Cept them three twenty's that Slim had, Slim!
See I'm cut broke, in a skit mask

Well, then lose the number, do me a favor
I ain't a life guard, I can't be your savior
You met me like this, Im'a be a playa
So stop all the fussin' and just beat me later!

Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me

Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me

Come on Ma don't stress me, I was a gangsta when you met me
Knew I'd be where the pimps, the playas, the ho's, and the tec's be
With the dope, the coke, the dro, and the X be
Knew Kisha, Kiana, and Mira wanted to sex me

You still want to ex me or try to disrespect me
Now them ho's in your ear, got you trippin' wanna test me
Look, meet me on Freret Street, right where my set be
Go home, pack all your shit and drop off them Vette keys

Anyway, I'm tired of problems, you can catch yo cut
But first drop off the B.B.'s and the princess cuts
'Round here stuntin' for them ho's, lettin' them gas you up
Now you stuck for them ho's, let 'em cash you up

I ain't gon' lie, it's gon' be hard for me to pass you up
But my plane fly straight, never crash for nothin'
And before I fuck it up with a passenger
I'll get rid of you and snatch me an amateur

Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me

Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the you if you fuckin' with me

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Hook It Up - Lyrics - Double Up - R. Kelly

Title: Hook It Up
Album: Double Up
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Ronnie Jackson, Lawrence Franks

Lyric:
She look what?
She look good, she bad as a motherfucka
She look good? Yeah
I mean how's her heart?
How's her head? Her mind right?

Her brain right, shit
Look, listen, nigga, yeah
Tell your girl if she got one of them bad motherfuckers
That look like her and you know, act like her
Shit, nigga, you already know what to do

Tell your girl to hook it up
Tell your girl to hook it up

If she got a friend, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she got a cousin, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she got a sister, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she look like her, act like her, partner, let me hook it up

Kells, if she sexy like that, tell your girl to hook it up
Sweet and she don't talk back, tell your girl to hook it up
If she's lookin' for that real love, tell your girl to hook it up
If she look like her, act like her, partner, let me hook it up

Homie, you spite, yeah, your girl, she's a dime piece
Nigga, now I know why you ain't been hangin' around me
The way she look I'd do the same, spend that time, play that game
Like to say if I lock that up, if I was you I'd knock that up

Open the door for her man, pulled out her chair
She may not know it but that's wifee right there
Worth spending that money, lookin' fresh as a breeze
Sexy, good girl, pretty and as sweet as can be

You could take her straight home to mama
Even to meet your pops
She don't come with no drama
Damn, you lucky bastard

If she got a friend, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she got a cousin, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she got a sister, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she look like her, act like her, partner, let me hook it up

If she sexy like that, tell your girl to hook it up
Sweet and she don't talk back, tell your girl to hook it up
If she's lookin' for that real love, tell your girl to hook it up
If she look like her, act like her, partner, let me hook it up

Kells, I see you pimpin' in the club with the baddest chick
If she got a partner, tell her she should get with this
A well known money makin' H U E Y
Huey be the man to give some real love, you know that playa be I

The type that'd take her out the hood
Make sure her hair and her nails look good
500 Benz, you can break a lil' wood
If she was my girl, I'ma do what I could

As long as you understand it's 50-50
You do for me, I do for you
You shoot for me and I'd shoot for you
You be sweet to me and I'm sweet to you

You may think I'm lyin' but it's the truth
'Cause I ain't gotta lie to kick it
It's easy for me to be pimpin'
But I'm gonna make you my mistress

To avoid the life lookin' ruff
Head and attitude all messed up
All ya gotta do is holler at Kells
And tell him done, hook it up

If she got a friend, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she got a cousin, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she got a sister, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she look like her, act like her, partner, let me hook it up

If she sexy like that, tell your girl to hook it up
Sweet and she don't talk back, tell your girl to hook it up
If she's lookin' for that real love, tell your girl to hook it up
If she look like her, act like her, partner, let me

If she like real playas and don't fuck with no haters
Wanna get with a real balla that's makin' that real paper
If she want a good life, shop, hop out fancy cars
Award shows, party, mingle with the stars

Now if she understand that I am her burning man
And when it comes to sellin' out she's my sold out crowd
And if she's not the type that got a lot girlfriends
Then tell your girl to holler at her future boyfriend, hook it up

If she got a friend, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she got a cousin, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she got a sister, homie, tell your girl to hook it up
If she look like her, act like her, partner, let me hook it up

If she sexy like that, tell your girl to hook it up
Sweet and she don't talk back, tell your girl to hook it up
If she's lookin' for that real love, tell your girl to hook it up
If she look like her, act like her, partner, let me hook it up

Huey, Kells, my nigga, yeah
We in the club see that exercise, girl
We in the club see that exercise, girl, walk it out
Yeah, this might be the remix

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Thug Style - Lyrics - R U Still Down? (Remember Me) - 2pac

Title: Thug Style
Album: R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Chris Rosser, Katari Cox, Tupac Shakur, Conrad Rosser, Malcolm Greenidge

Lyric:
Fuck 2Pac that nigga ain't shit
That nigga ain't from muhfuckin' New York
That nigga be out there with them Cali niggas
Yo, nigga man, fuck Pac, that nigga West Coast
That fucker that always with them New York niggas

Seen them with that nigga, man, that nigga ain't from the West Coast
Man, fuck Pac, fuck that nigga, that nigga ain't really down
Rapin' ass nigga, I didn't do it fuck it with that nigga
Fuck that nigga, man, fuck that nigga, let that nigga go to jail
And fuck that nigga, fuck that nigga, fuck you too nigga

Thug style out this muthafucka niggas
Throw ya hands in the air
If you got Jeep make ya speakers pop
I want muthafucking police
Trying to pull niggas over on this one

We taking this one to the whole 'nother level
Gutter style, Thug style, you feel me
Things that we can only do as a real G
We ain't dead yet, hit me

I got my Hennessey, find ya foes
In a room full of niggas tryin' to hide ya hoes
I'm getting high off Buddha, 'cause the times be slow
I keep my mind on dough, you never find me broke

And who me, a nigga livin' life like a G
In that artillery, keepin' niggas off of me
I can't sleep living in these wicked times
Peep, niggas after me 'cause they see I'm stacking G's and heat

You can holler if you want to please
I ain't runnin' with no punk crew bleed
Enemies and my range is on, you're in the danger zone
My fuckin' game is strong

Hotline you suckas better find ya mind
I got mine from hustling and busting them rhymes
To my niggas up in Quentin down on Riker's Isle
Stay rile but a nigga gotta use his styles

These niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style,

These niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

I could be wrong but I never got along with cops
It's like they stuck from making niggas duck from Glocks
And all the time my mind's full of thoughts of ends
I'm still rolling my bucket but I bought me a Benz

My fake friends say they love me but I know they lie
'Cause in the dark see they hearts' full of homicide
My mama cried when they took me off to jail
Only me inside the cell, straight locked up in this hell

I hear some sucka screaming like the demon's inside
Will 'em awake in the morning, only the strong survive
I cry but in my own way, swallow my pride
Pick a reason to hide from all the niggas that die

Cemetery full of brothers I buried, it's going down
Even now I wonder will I still be around
My hometown is the gutter, I was born a wild
I came up out this dust with my heartless style

These niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

These, niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the court but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

I remember, uptown, huh, got to get to listenin' to Mr. Magic
Cuttin' up the hits and even though I had habit
Makin' words rhyme, I was caught up in the madness
Juvenile Thugs come on, I tell the whole story nothin' but truth

Halloween throwin' eggs from the project roofs
And Pete and Lee young G's with a gift of gab
And tryin' to hook up with the hookers
Who was quick to stab, remember mama's cooking

No school straight hookin' and tryin' to get with light skinned
'Cause she good looking
And jumpin' over turnstiles 'cause we ain't paying
Call the cuties cuss words but we only playing

I'm prayin' I can get a buck no luck
I had to move around a lot, 'cause my moms was stuck
I had family but I was way too wild
Had to move to the West to regain my style

These niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

Scream, niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the court but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

I scream, niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

These niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the court but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

These niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the court but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my style

These niggas don't know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the motherfucking court but my force was wild
Motherfucking bitch

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Cats And Dogs - Lyrics - City High - City High

Title: Cats And Dogs
Album: City High
Artist: City High
Composer(s): Ryan Toby, Wyclef Jean, Claudette Ortiz, Jerry Duplessis, Robby Pardlo

Lyric:
City High, City High, '99, '99

If you my dog, let me hear you bark
It ain't my fault that the thought that hit your heart
Split you apart, you should've kept your guard
Trying to play it hard last night pulled up in a black Lex in a yard

Talk a lotta Ra Ra, ya gonna murder me
You got the wrong conspiracy, this ain't Kennedy
Jealousy get ya no where wit Lady C
You want a wish you better I dream of genie

Yo, all I left her was a broken heart
And a bunch of lies that I told her
And I bounced before the sheets, were warm
See, I'm the type to love them
And leave them for no reason, I'll be out the door
I don't catch feelings 'cuz my heart is cold

See, I'm that brother that your mother tried to warn you 'bout
But you just had to try it, now you crying on yo mamas couch
You put your heart in the fire, baby, it burned up
So, here's a little story 'bout a lesson you should learn from

It ain't my fault that I'm a dog, I've been in love before
But me, I picked the apple that was rotten to the core
I put the world at her feet she kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't fall in love 'cuz I'll end up gettin' hurt

It ain't my fault that I'm a dog, I've been in love before
But, the trust I had in women as been thoroughly destroyed
I put the world at her feet she kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't fall in love, 'cause I'm always gettin' hurt

Well, first of all it ain't my fault that the chick broke your heart
If you was hurt, you should have told me from the start
Instead of sending me the flowers all that candy and the Gucci shit
On the phone for hours gassing me like I'm some groupy bitch

I've been hurt too, but that don't mean I'll hurt you
Never did I burn you, or front you like some do
Now, look at what we've come to it's young and it's stupid
How you blaming all of us for one chick that was rooking

It ain't my fault that you're a dog, I've been in love before
But you, you put the apple that was rotten to the core
I put the world at your feet, you kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't show no love 'cause I'll end up gettin' hurt

It ain't my fault that you're a dog, I've been in love before
But the trust I have in men has been thoroughly destroyed
I put the world at your feet you kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't show no love 'cuz I'm always gettin' hurt

I thought you was a angel God sent to me, must have be
But the memory of our love burned like a rub burned
But a thug learned never put your heart in a flame
Be a part of the game, play smart in the game

But I was young back then, dumb back then
But nowadays how I plays not the same
Controlling these games I know it can't do the pain
So don't come cry to me, lie to me

These days these women, just leave you bustin'
Penny less stuck with no benefits
Fucking for Benjamins, suckers like Guinea pigs
Thinking they innocent

If I let them in again, I may never win again
Like the Bulls with no Jordon, apifiniit
So when no love strong enough for me to be steppin' in
Where the booga basement love don't win for no more baby face it

It ain't my fault that I'm a dog, I've been in love before
But me, I picked the apple that was rotten to the core
I put the world at her feet, she kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't fall in love 'cuz I'll end up gettin' hurt

It ain't my fault that I'm a dog, I've been in love before
But, the trust I had in women as been thoroughly destroyed
I put the world at her feet, she kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't fall in love, 'cause I'm always gettin' hurt

It ain't my fault that you're a dog, I've been in love before
But you, you put the apple that was rotten to the core
I put the world at your feet, you kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't show no love 'cause I'll end up gettin' hurt

It ain't my fault that you're a dog, I've been in love before
But the trust I have in men has been thoroughly destroyed
I put the world at your feet, you kicked it in the dirt
Now, I won't show no love 'cuz I'm always gettin' hurt

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Instance - Lyrics - Siobhan Donaghy

Title: Instance
Artist: Siobhan Donaghy
Composer(s): Siobhan Donaghy, Preetesh Hirji, Matthew Kent, Marlon Mcvey

Lyric:
I was kept away
Locked up from the shames
In your darkest faces
I saw enemies
Never told you to stay down

Now I'm suffering
Why you're my leases?
I wait patiently
I wait patiently

If I, if I had only known
The places I was shown
Made me so unsure
A lie is something I would yearn for
For dying to explore

These very instances
That left me scarred
Left me scarred

Who could fit the bill
And what you ask ain't clear
No reason for the anguish
When you never had to fear

I'd given all my binding
Into your ideal
Find my dedicated
Unsure of what to feel
Unsure of what to feel

If I, if I had only known
The places I was shown
Made me so unsure
A lie is something I would yearn for
For dying to explore

These very instances
That left me scarred
Left me scarred

Who's talking to ya?
(Who's talking to you?)
Who's talking to ya now?
'Cause I can't hear a sound

And there's no one else around, but me
Am I so hard to see?
Who's talking to ya?
(To ya, to ya, to ya, to ya, to ya, to ya)

If I, if I had only known
The places I was shown
Made me so unsure
A lie is something I would yearn for
For dying to explore

These very instances
That left me scarred
Left me scarred

If I, if I had only known
The places I was shown
Made me so unsure
A lie is something I would yearn for
For dying to explore

These very instances
That left me scarred
Left me scarred

If I, if I had only known
The places I was shown
(Shown)
Made me so unsure
A lie is something I would yearn for
(Yearn for)
For dying to explore

These very instances
That left me scarred
Left me scarred
These very instances
That left me scarred

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Fame - Lyrics - And Then There Was X - Dmx

Title: Fame
Album: And Then There Was X
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Earl Simmons, Damon Blackman

Lyric:
Take it for what it's worth, my birth was a blessing
Sent to live and die on earth as a lesson
We each have a star all we have to do is find it
Once you do, everyone who sees it will be blinded
They'll tell you that you're bright, and say you have a future
When you turn your back same cats will try to shoot ya
Niggaz ain't shit, I can live on both sides of the fence
Forget what you do when you talk, see what you really meant

That's what I thought them niggaz was bluffin'
They talk all day but say, nothin'
It gets so dark, haze so intense
Since this first rain it's like it's rained ever since
Never got paid for a rhyme but I flow
Never got a plate on time but I grow
Live your life, stay on the line but I go
Went from doin' crime to bein' kind 'cause I know

I'm gonna live forever, I'm never gonna die
Only thing I fear is that I'm never gonna fly
Carry my weight but I'm never gonna cry
Shit I tell you all niggaz straight 'cause I'm never gonna lie
I'm gonna live forever, I'm never gonna die
Only thing I fear is that I'm never gonna fly
Carry my weight but I'm never gonna cry
Shit I tell you all niggaz straight 'cause I'm never gonna lie

What is about who I am that makes me unforgettable
What it is about what I've done that makes it so incredible
More money, more problems well the fame was worse
I reached out for love and what came back was thirst
Blessed with the curse niggaz don't hear me
Niggaz don't hear me, you all niggaz, don't hear me
What'd I just say? you see that?
You got to feel me to catch what I'm sayin', believe that
But leave that, alone

We gonna make a nigga wanna be at, your home
Oh you kinda quiet with the heat at, your dome
If the dog got he's gonna bring back a bone
'Cause we got the chrome
This is what I live for, or die for
I'm the nigga with the high score, you try for
What you niggaz wanna lie for it changes nothin'
I'm true for cats, yet some strangers bluffin'

I'm gonna live forever, I'm never gonna die
Only thing I fear is that I'm never gonna fly
Carry my weight but I'm never gonna cry
Shit I tell you all niggaz straight 'cause I'm never gonna lie
I'm gonna live forever, I'm never gonna die
Only thing I fear is that I'm never gonna fly
Carry my weight but I'm never gonna cry
Shit I tell you all niggaz straight 'cause I'm never gonna lie

Now if I take what he gave me and I, use it right
In other words if I listen and use the light
Then what I say will remain here after I'm gone
Still here, on the strength of a song, I live on
No second guessin' on what I stood for, I was good for
Stoppin' niggaz from killin' each other in the hood war
Comin' through showin' love throwin' up
The cats not throwin' love, you know whats up

Dark Man Baby, that's my name
And I got to be the realistic nigga up in this game
'Cause ain't no shame, they don't make them like, this no more
Real to the core, big heart but built for war
I stand for what I believe in
Even if what I believe in stops me from breathin'
Relatives grievin', but I ain't went nowhere
Listen to the song I'm right there

I'm gonna live forever, I'm never gonna die
Only thing I fear is that I'm never gonna fly
Carry my weight but I'm never gonna cry
Shit I tell you all niggaz straight 'cause I'm never gonna lie
I'm gonna live forever, I'm never gonna die
Only thing I fear is that I'm never gonna fly
Carry my weight but I'm never gonna cry
Shit I tell you all niggaz straight 'cause I'm never gonna lie

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

One Of Us - Lyrics - Rule 3:36 - Ja Rule

Title: One Of Us
Album: Rule 3:36
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Robert Mays, Tyrone Fyffe, Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins

Lyric:
(One of us)
Yeah, Rule
(One of us)
Yeah, if God were one of us, what about that?
(One of us)
What if he was? What if he was me?
(One of us)
What the fuck would I do?

Lord, when I die pacify, crucify me
I rock a double cross, one's for the soul one's for the body
If I'm built in God's eyes I wanna see God cry
Real tears from a burnt out life of ten years

I swear I got the devil in me with no fear
If I hear I can't see if I see I can't hear
It's the eerie little thing between deafness and blindness
Weakness and kindness, rejects and crime

I'm mindless when I'm hollerin' dear Lord, take me
(One of us)
'Cuz I ain't really happy here, can you blame me?
This game done changed me made me an animal
I can't even laugh no more, my kids smile for me now

I'm the one and only my momma's only child
Lord, save me before I go crazy
'Cuz if you live through the strain just to die from the pain
Tell me, would you believe that you could breathe again?

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he sin and love to lie? I wanna know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he freakin' live his life? I wanna know

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he use his name in vain? I need to know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he believe that he could breathe again?

Now let's look at things from a right hand
What if you was that man? Would you run wit me? Gun wit me?
Would you understand the husslin', the struggelin'
Livin' amongst dope heads, raisin' your kids and runnin' from the feds?

We'd be bound to bump heads, 'cuz you livin' my life
All righteous and you said livin' righteous was right
But there's two sides to life, one dark, one light
If you lighten up forever you condemned to the night

Grab them guns over there and bring 'em all ova' here
(One of us)
'Cuz my god is bigger down your god down here
Now we ride jet sled baby, bubble in ba-namb
'Cuz Rule and the Lord got it goin' on

Been known to do bad shit, I'm so heavenly but so devilish
If you live through the strain just to die from the pain
Tell me, would you believe that you could breathe again?

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he sin and love to lie? I wanna know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he freakin' live his life? I wanna know

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he use his name in vain? I need to know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he believe that he could breathe again?

Let's trade places, Rule be spirit God be flesh
And let's see just how weak the flesh gets
Now you call on me every night bended knee
Until you start to realize I ain't answerin'

Now you hang up the phone, Lord, pick up the chrome, Lord
Can I blame you, Lord, for needin' a feed what's yours?
Got a wife that you love yet you still lust whores
And I'm supposed to judge you on earth where it's ugly

You might as well aim at the sky, slug me
(One of us)
'Cuz I ain't bein' a fair God when life is so hard
I know what you goin' through
Every move you make every crime committed
Every little mistake and still got love for you

Fair is fair as long as you repent, you'll be good up here, baby
'Cause if you live through the strain just to die from the pain
Tell me, would you believe that you could breathe again?

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he sin and love to lie? I wanna know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he freakin' live his life? I wanna know

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he use his name in vain? I need to know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he believe that he could breathe again?

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he sin and love to lie? I wanna know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he freakin' live his life? I wanna know

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he use his name in vain? I need to know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he believe that he could breathe again?

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he sin and love to lie? I wanna know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he freakin' live his life? I wanna know

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he use his name in vain? I need to know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he believe that he could breathe again?

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he sin and love to lie? I wanna know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he freakin' live his life? I wanna know

If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he use his name in vain? I need to know
If God were one of us
(One of us)
Would he believe that he could breathe again?

One of us, one of us, one of us
One of us, one of us, one of us
One of us, one of us, one of us
One of us, one of us, one of us

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Perfect World - Lyrics - Mikaila - Mikaila

Title: Perfect World
Album: Mikaila
Artist: Mikaila
Composer(s): Evan Rogers, Carl Sturken

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Lyric:
I can't believe all the games you played
You had it all and then threw it away
Maybe I'd still be your girl, huh
If we were living in a perfect world
C'mon, c'mon

It's a thin line between reality and fantasy
You could've been mine but it's over now
It wasn't meant to be, it's a hate crime
(Hate crime)
Anyone could see the way you treated me

Do I look like I was born yesterday
It could've wind up more, but I caught your play

If we were living in a perfect world
You would never disrespect your girl
You know better than to lie to me
You play your games but my eyes can see

If we were living in a fairy tale
And I was wishing at a wish and well
Maybe I'd still be your girl
If we were living in a perfect world

Do you realize that you had the best
And now you failed the test
You had the first prize
(First prize)
And threw it all away
Now there's a price to pay

Look at my eyes
(Look at my eyes)
And you know it's coming before I close the door
The judge and jury have said it's true
You're guilty of breaking my heart in two

If we were living in a perfect world
You would never disrespect your girl
You know better than to lie to me
You play your games but my eyes can see

If we were living in a fairy tale
And I was wishing at a wish and well
Maybe I'd still be your girl
If we were living in a perfect world

Yeah, in a perfect world
Living, living, living in a perfect world
Yeah, if we were living in a perfect world

Too bad
(Too bad)
You're sorry now
(Now)
What goes around comes around
(Around)
Watch out as the rain comes falling down
Yeh yeah, yeh yeah

Do I look like I was born yesterday
It could've wind up more, but I caught your play

If we were living in a perfect world
You would never disrespect your girl
You know better than to lie to me
You play your games but my eyes can see

If we were living in a fairy tale
And I was wishing at a wish and well
Maybe I'd still be your girl
If we were living in a perfect world

In a perfect world

If we were living in a perfect world
(If we were living in a perfect world)
You would never disrespect your girl
You know better than to lie to me
(Don't lie to me)

You play your games but my eyes can see
If we were living in a fairy tale
And I was wishing at a wish and well
Maybe I'd still be your girl
If we were living in a perfect world

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Poor Georgie - Lyrics - Mc Lyte

Title: Poor Georgie
Artist: Mc Lyte
Composer(s): Lana Moorer, Dee Jay Ro

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Lyric:
I met him in a club hangin out one night
He said, 'Hello I'm George hi Lyte
How's everything goin, huh, how ya doin?
Hope everything's fine, ooh, and umm
Can I call you sometime? Can I get the digits?
And the address, so I can come visit?'
I gave him the digits, that wasn't a problem
Cause if he caused any, I would have to solve them
Cause George looked good, MMM damn good
And if I didn't, some other girl would
In my mind, I hope for the best
Convincing myself that this was not a test
Cause I heard many things about Georgie
Nothing kinky, like no orgies
I heard he knows how to make love
Like an angel from the heaven above
Who was I kidding I'd give him a try
Cause Lyte needs love too and that ain't no lie
Keep your ears open, hope that you listenin
Cause I'm about to take you on a George Porgie mission

'Can it be I've stayed away too long'
'Can it be I've stayed away too long'

I gave him the number, I saw it in his eyes
'She gave me the number? Hmmm I'm surprised'
Good conversation, over the phone
He began to come for me whenever I was alone
George was sweet, so nice and so neat
With any other guy he didn't have to compete
George was mature, he made sure
That he was the only one I'd ever adore
Girls, have you, ever had a friend
That you'd get with, every now and then?
I know for a fact George had a lot of girls
Spread out from state from state around the world
As long as he was smart and kept his girls in check
Made sure I never saw them and showed me respect
He didn't have to be loyal, like men should be
I don't care about the other girls, just be good to me
But if I ever saw one, that would be the end
He couldn't kick the storyline that she was just a friend
The girls I didn't care, fine legs don't lie
See cause Georgie was into making your girls cry

'Kissed the girls and made them cry'
'Kissed the girls and made them cry'
'Kissed the girls and made them cry'
'Kissed the girls and made them cry'
'Kissed the girls and made them cry'
'Can it be I've stayed away too long'
'Kissed the girls and made them cry'
'Kissed the girls and made them cry'
'Can it be I've stayed away too long'
'Kissed the girls and '

George was clean, no drugs and such
But once in a while, he'd drink too much
Hangin in a club where they play rockers
Him and his friend, drinkin vodka
I was lookin for him, and I found him there
With his clothes messed up and his (fucked) up hair
I told him he was messin up he wouldn't go far
He got mad and asked his friend for the keys to the car
I said, 'Don't drive, use your head
Drive while you're drunk and you'll kill yourself dead'
We begin to argue, bad words were said
Then he got kicked out by some longhaired dread
Ran into the car as if, in a hurry
He started the car but his vision was blurry
He didn't care, he drove off into the night
Riding for miles, without his headlights
Georgie Porgie had too much on his mind
He was still young yet running out of time
Last week he took tests as the doctor told him
George had cancer in his lungs and his colon
See when he was young, he started smokin
Paid no attention when he started chokin
Thoughts flashed through his head, there they stuck
Till Georgie Porgie, crashed into a truck
I wished I woulda told him how I liked him so much
How he made me feel with the slightest touch
Now he's gone and I can't tell him nothin
Wish he was here so I could say somethin
The story is not to say that I'm in sorrow
Just to say no one is promise tomorrow
If you love someone you should say it often
You never know when they'll be layin in a coffin
Wake up, it's important that you know that
No one on Earth is promised tomorrow
Believe that! And don't think that it can't happen to you

'Kissed the girls and made them cry'
'Kissed the girls and made them cry'
'Can it be I've stayed away too long' 'Can it be I've stayed away too long'
'Can it be I've stayed away too long'
'Can it be I've stayed away too long'
'Kissed the girls and made them cry'
'Kissed the girls and made them cry'

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

How'S It Goin' Down - Lyrics - It's Dark And Hell Is Hot - Dmx

Title: How'S It Goin' Down
Album: It's Dark And Hell Is Hot
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Earl Simmons, Anthony Fields

Lyric:
Don' believe it
Whose dick you sucking?
Don't call me with that bullshit, alright
You lying, you lying to me, Di
Yeah exactly
Whose dick you sucking?
C'mon Di, I just heard some shit about
You, some foul shit the fuck is the deal?

Suck my fucking dick you bitch ass nigga I don't
No you explain it to me bitch you know what I'm talking about
I don't know nobody up here I don't fuck with nobody up here and
I ain't been fucking with nobody up here
I don't know nobody in fucking Yonkers
Lying ass bitch you ain't shit do I got to holler his name too?
Who the fuck is he?
Bitch you fuckin' up

What type of games is being played, how's it goin' down?
If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what, they gon' try to give me a nut
Just honeys wanna give me the butt, wha

I'm politicking with this chick and wonderin' if I'm a creep her
Little hood rat bitch from twenty fifth named Tenika
Coming through, like I do, you know getting my bark on
Knew she was a thug because when I met her she had a scarf on

Fifty four eleven, size seven in girls
Baby face, would look like she was eleven with curls
Girlfriend, remember me, from way back, I'm the same cat
With the wave cap the motherfucker that TNT used to blaze at

Still here so it's all good
Oh you know my niggas rich and them doin' they thing on thirty fifth ave
It's a small hood, and it's all wood, so let me get that number
I get up, aight hit you on da track later on, say wassup

Talking to shorty made me wanna do something nice
Looking at that ass made me wanna do something tonight
And I know right when I see right, shorty lookin' like she tight
She bite, better give a nigga the green light, we might

What type of games is being played, how's it goin' down?
If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what, they gon' try to give me a nutt
Just honeys wanna give me the butt, wha

What type of games is being played, how's it going down?
If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what, they gon' try to give me a nutt
Just honeys wanna give me the butt, wha

I'm getting at shorty like what you need, what you want
Offer nothing, 'cuz I got you, must you front?
I see you with your baby father but it don't matter
You gave me the pussy, that ass is getting fatter

Let that nigga play daddy, make moves with me
I'd a kept it more than real boo, can't lose with me
Heard he smacked you 'cuz you said my name while y'all was sexin'
Ran up on this cat he thought was me and started flexin'

You know I ain't even with that
So he gon' have to get that just on TV
Try to creep me, leave that nigga sleepy
On the strength of you, that's your kid's daddy

I ain't gon' send him on his way, put him up in that big caddy
But let him know never mind yo, I need you to go
Take this snow up to one five oh, see Joe
Get that, come back with that we can split that, sit back
Fuck, puff A L, forget that you wit dat?

What type of games is being played, how's it going down?
If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what, they gon' try to give me a nutt
Just honeys wanna give me the butt, wha

What type of games is being played, how's it going down?
If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what, they gon' try to give me a nutt
Just honeys wanna give me the butt, wha

Aiyyo this chicken got me diggin' her moves, 'cuz she smooth
Wanna lose, whoever she choose, it's the dues
Respect is not expected but it's given 'cuz it's real
Being neglected and all, expect it, the deal

Lie, cheat, and steal for me
Putting something in a nigga's wig if you squeal for me
Kill for me, you still with me
'Cuz we get down like what

Told you from the start, it ain't all about a nutt
I'm gon' be fair, try to be there
We gon' see then, hit me with the question boo
That answer gon' be yeah

See there, something can go wrong, it does
Loved it, let it go but it came back, that's how strong it was
But you belonged to 'cuz, couldn't belong to me
You had two kids by this nigga, it was wrong for me
But we gon' always be, best of friends, mad love boo to the end

What type of games is being played, how's it going down?
If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what, they gon' try to give me a nutt
Just honeys wanna give me the butt, wha

What type of games is being played, how's it going down?
If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what, they gon' try to give me a nutt
Just honeys wanna give me the butt, wha

What type of games is being played, how's it going down?
If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what, they gon' try to give me a nutt
Just honeys wanna give me the butt, wha

What type of games is being played, how's it going down?
If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what, they gon' try to give me a nutt
Just honeys wanna give me the butt, butt, wha

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