Jump With My Baby - Lyrics - Big Bad Voodoo Daddy

Title: Jump With My Baby
Artist: Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
Composer(s): Scotty Morris

Lyric:
Jump with my baby
I wanna jump with my baby
And I don't mean maybe tonight
I wanna jump with my baby
And I don't mean maybe tonight

I wanna jump all night
lt's gonna be all right with her

I wanna swing with my baby
And I don't mean maybe tonight
I wanna swing with my baby
And I don't mean maybe tonight

I'm gonna swing all night
lt's gonna be all right with her

I'm gonna jump with my baby tonight
I'm gonna jump with my baby tonight

I'm gonna jump all night
lt's gonna be alright with her

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Jump With My Baby - Lyrics - Big Bad Vodoo Daddy

Title: Jump With My Baby
Artist: Big Bad Vodoo Daddy
Composer(s): Scotty Morris

Lyric:
Jump with my baby
I wanna jump with my baby
And I don't mean maybe tonight
I wanna jump with my baby
And I don't mean maybe tonight

I wanna jump all night
lt's gonna be all right with her

I wanna swing with my baby
And I don't mean maybe tonight
I wanna swing with my baby
And I don't mean maybe tonight

I'm gonna swing all night
lt's gonna be all right with her

I'm gonna jump with my baby tonight
I'm gonna jump with my baby tonight

I'm gonna jump all night
lt's gonna be alright with her

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Girls Get The Bass In The Back (Hey Baby Remix) - Lyrics - No Doubt

Title: Girls Get The Bass In The Back (Hey Baby Remix)
Artist: No Doubt
Composer(s): Thomas M Dumont, Gwen Renee Stefani, Tony Ashwin Kanal, Rodney Basil Price

Lyric:
Hey baby, baby
Hey baby, baby
Hey baby, baby
Hey baby, baby

All the boys say
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

All the boys say
All the boys say
All the boys say

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Hey baby, hey baby, hey

I'm the kind of girl that hangs with the guys
Like a fly on the wall with my secret eyes
Takin' it in try to be feminine
With my make-up bag, watchin' all the sin

Misfit, I sit
Lit up, wicked
Everybody is surrounded by the girls
With the tank tops and the flirty words

I'm just sippin' on chamomile
I'm watchin' boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger in my face who says he knows my mom
And went to my high school

All the boys say
Hey baby, hey baby
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, baby

All the boys say
Hey baby, hey baby
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, baby

Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Hey baby, baby

Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Boys say, boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
All the boys get the girls in the back

I'm the one they feed upon
Give a bit a star is born
And if you have enough you'll get the pass
And you can tell your friends how you made it back

No matter what they say I'm still the same
Somehow everybody knows my name
And all the girls wanna get with the boys
And the boys really like it

All the boys say
Hey baby, hey baby
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, baby

All the boys say
Hey baby, hey baby
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, baby

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

All the boys say
All the boys say
All the boys say

Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Hey baby, baby

Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Boys say, boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
All the boys get the girls in the back

Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump on the stage
Jump
Jump on the stage
Jump

Jump on the stage 'cause we goin' crazy
Afterward myself and one of them gorgeous ladies
There is no need to be actin' shady
C'mon baby, hey, hey baby

When you rock your hips, you know that it amazes me
Got me off the hook and nuttin' else don't phase me
Can you be my one and only sunshine lady?
If no, maybe, hey baby

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

I'm just sippin' on chamomile
I'm watchin' boys and girls and their sex appeal
With a stranger in my face who says he knows my mom
And went to my high school

All the boys say
Hey baby, hey baby
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, baby

All the boys say
Hey baby, hey baby
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, baby

Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Hey baby, baby

Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Boys say, boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
All the boys get the girls in the back

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Magic Dance - Lyrics - Labyrinth (Original Soundtrack) - David Bowie

Title: Magic Dance
Album: Labyrinth (Original Soundtrack)
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): David Bowie

Lyric:
You remind me of the babe
(What babe?)
Babe with the power
(What power?)

Power of voodoo
(Who do?)
You do
(Do what?)
Remind me of the babe

I saw my baby
Crying hard as babe could cry
What could I do?
My baby's love had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew

What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails or puppy dog tails
Thunder or lightning, then baby said

Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Put that baby spell on me

Jump magic, jump
(Jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump
(Jump magic, jump)
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby, make him free

I saw my baby
Trying hard as babe could try
What could I do?
My baby's fun had gone
And left my baby blue
Nobody knew

What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Puppy dog's tails
Thunder or lightning
Then baby said

Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Put that baby spell on me

Jump magic, jump
(Jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump
(Jump magic, jump)
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby, make him free

Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)

Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)

Jump magic, jump
(Jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump
(Jump magic, jump)
Put that baby spell on me
(Ooh)

You remind me of the babe
(What babe?)
The babe with the power
(What power?)

Power of voodoo
(Who do?)
You do
(Do what?)
Remind me of the babe

Dance magic, dance, ooh ooh ooh
Dance magic, dance magic, ooh ooh ooh
Dance magic

What kind of magic spell to use
Slime and snails
Or puppy dog tails
Thunder or lightning
Something frightening

Dance magic, dance
Dance magic, dance
Put that baby spell on me

Jump magic, jump
Jump magic, jump
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby make him free

Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)

Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)

Jump magic, jump
(Jump magic, jump)
Jump magic, jump
Put that magic jump on me
Slap that baby

Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)

Dance magic
Slap that slap that baby make him free
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)

Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)

Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)

Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)
Dance magic, dance
(Dance magic, dance)

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Let My Hair Down - Lyrics - Nelly Furtado

Title: Let My Hair Down
Artist: Nelly Furtado
Composer(s): Gerald Eaton, Nelly Furtado, Brian West

Lyric:
I'm Nelly, I'm Nelly, I'm Nelly, I'm Nelly, if you want the video
I'm on your video, if you want the radio, I'm on your radio
Call if you hear me, yo, I'm Nelly, I'm Nelly, I'm Nelly, I'm Nelly

Baby, I wanna let my hair down, baby, I wanna let my hair down
Baby, I wanna let my hair down, bring me something
That'll make me jump around

Let's flow with this, let's get to know with this
Let's hit the show with this, let's fly like a crow with this
Do you wanna be my revue? I could be your star even
Or we could make a little haven, tell me what you're craving

Let's make a dust bowl, we'll hit it like Rose Bowl
I do like sports but I don't like wearing shorts, it's okay
We could do it in the dark, if you got a candle, let's light a spark
Everybody looks good in good lighting, hey we could do it quick
And close our fighting

Baby, I wanna let my hair down, baby, I wanna let my hair down
Baby, I wanna let my hair down, bring me something
That'll make me jump around, baby, I wanna let my hair down
Baby, I wanna let my hair down, baby, I wanna let my hair down
Bring me something that'll make me jump around

Smell it on the mic, feel alright and you can have a bite
But not tonight, you can call me Nico, give me something to eat, oh
I heard you're chickety chic-o, like you're staying the week
Yeah, you like my map, yeah, it's all that, let's start a frat

Gimme, gimme, gimme phat, you know you like vodka
You like the way we rock ya, hey I'm your amour
Come here when I call you something dolly

Baby, I wanna let my hair down, baby, I wanna let my hair down
Baby, I wanna let my hair down, bring me something
That'll make me jump around, baby, I wanna let my hair down
Baby I wanna let my hair down, baby, I wanna let my hair down
Bring me something that'll make me jump around

This is my flow, my hair down, this is my flow, my hair down
This is my flow, my hair down, this is my flow, my hair down
Jumpin' around, this is my flow, this is my flow

Baby, I wanna let my hair down, baby, I wanna let my hair down
Baby, I wanna let my hair down, bring me something
That'll make me jump around, baby, I wanna let my hair down
Baby, I wanna let my hair down, baby, I wanna let my hair down
Bring me something that'll make me jump around

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'Til My Baby Comes Home - Lyrics - Luther Vandross

Title: 'Til My Baby Comes Home
Artist: Luther Vandross
Composer(s): Marcus Miller, Luther R. Vandross

Lyric:
There's a whole lot of girls
Messin' around trying to get me
They do things 'cause they know
My girl is away they try to upset me

They can't believe I resist how can I hold out
Where is that girl now but the truth really is
I don't worry 'cause I love my baby so

And no matter where my baby is
She never leaves me without love
She gives it up till I get enough
Then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home

If she stays away for long
She calls me on a phone
I jump up when I hear her voice
Then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home

I get weak in the knees
My hands start to shakin', head gets the achin'
Is she thinkin' of me or feelin' the fire
With some other guy, yeah

I can't believe I can be worried about her
I shouldn't doubt her
'Cause our thing is for real and I don't worry
'Cause I know, I know, I know

No matter where my baby is
She never leaves me without love
She gives it up till I get enough
Then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home

If she stays away for long
She calls me on a phone
I jump up when I hear her voice
Then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home

Bring it on
Home to me
She makes everything alright, she's
Good to me
She's the best part of my life
Can't you tell
That I'm just like a new guy, I'm doing
Very well
'Cause I know shes coming back tonight

I can't wait, can't wait, can't wait, no
I can't wait, can't wait, no

Every night when I sleep
I dream of my baby she's such a lady
Then I wake up and see
That she's laying by me right there beside me

I can't explain how I fell
I really love her, keep dreaming of her
'Cause our love is for real and I don't worry
'Cause I know, I know, I know

And no matter where my baby is
She never leaves me without love
She gives it up till I get enough
Then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home

Now if she stays away for long
She calls me on a phone
I jump up when I hear her voice
Then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home

Alright
'Til my baby
'Til my baby
'Til my baby
'Til my baby
'Til my baby
Then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home

'Til my ba-ba-baby
My ba-ba-baby
My ba-ba-baby comes home
Then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home

'Til my ba-ba-baby
My ba-ba-baby
My ba-ba-baby
Then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home

'Til my baby
'Til my baby
'Til my baby
Then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home
'Til my baby comes home

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Jump Start - Lyrics - Natalie Cole

Title: Jump Start
Artist: Natalie Cole
Composer(s): Reginald Calloway, Vincent Calloway

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Lyric:
Alright Paul, oh, oh, oh
Uh, oh, uh, oh, oh, oh
Hey, hey, ooh, yeah

Feels like my battery's in need of a jump
Our love is running down, done fell into a slump
Give me a spark to get the fire burning
A get my engine movin', set these wheels a turnin'

Our love could use some rejuvenation
You bring the wine, I'll bring the sweet conversation
Romance is here to stay
I'll testify 'cause I need some today

So won'tcha jump start my heart
Charge me up when I'm runnin' down
Oh, jump start my heart
Lift my feet up off the ground

When it comes to lovin', baby can't get enough
Hot wire me satisfy me, don't give me up
Turn on the heat on a cold winter's morning
Don't let the seasons change and nature catch me callin'

Can't let this feelin' just slip away
Our love was meant to last forever and a day
We can't neglect what we cherish the most
So drop your foolish pride 'cause I need you more and more

(Nothing good comes easily)
Ooh, we've got to work it 'til we get it right
(You see I love you so)
I'll, I'll never let you go
(Never let you go)
I wanna hug you and kiss you, keep you right here with me

So won't ya jump start my heart
Oh, charge me up when I'm running down
Would you do that for me, baby
Jump start my heart
Hey, lift my feet up off the ground
Oh, don't let me down

Jump start my heart
Woo, charge me up when I'm running down
Would you do that for me, baby
Jump start my heart, hey, hey
Lift my feet up off the ground
Don't let me down
(Jump)

Don't step on me now
Alright let's uncross those wire
(Jump)
When I say hit it, Paul hit it
Ignition, ignition
Give it a little gas Paul, come on, ou

Ooh, baby uh, oh, uh, oh, oh
(Jump)
I say don't stomp hard, baby
(Jump, jump)
(Jump)
Lift me up
Take it on up Paul
(Jump start my heart, my heart)

Oh, ooh
(Nothing good comes easily)
Ooh, we've got to work it 'til we get it right
You see I love you so I'll never let you go
(I wanna hug you and kiss you keep you right here with me)
Yeah, yeah

(Jump start my heart)
Ooh charge me up when I'm runnin' down
Oh, don't let me down
(Jump start my heart)
Hey, hey lift my feet up off the ground
Lift me up, lift me
(Jump start my heart)
Oh, do that for me, baby
(Charge me up when I'm runnin' down)
Oh

I know the groove is cold
Jump, jump start my heart, jump, jump start my heart
Jump, jump start my heart, jump, jump start my heart
Jump, jump start my heart, jump, jump start my heart
Jump, jump start my heart, jump, jump start my heart

Get it, get it Paul

(Jump start my heart)
Hey, hey, hey
(Charge me up when I'm running down)
A get those engines movin'
(Jump start my heart, lift my feet up off the ground)
It's time we started groovin'
(Jump start my heart)
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
(Charge me up when I'm runnin' down)

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Hey Baby - Lyrics - Face Off - Bow Wow

Title: Hey Baby
Album: Face Off
Artist: Bow Wow
Composer(s): Rahman Lang, Omari Grandberry, K Mack, Shad Moss, Rick Rubin, M Sasek, L Owens, Sonya Elise, Todd Smith

Lyric:
I?m young, I?m right, I?m flashy, I?m fly
So fly I?m about to take off
Now O is the R 'n' B, the hip hop that?s me
Tonight we about to face off

Now watch as I drop that drop on the Aston Martin
Few shots then we left the bar, anything she?s asking for
I make it appear like a magic wand

I got the antidote, I got the strobe light and a pole
She gotta do it right on camera though
Bring another friend so my man could go, O

Hey baby, you say you wanna be my girl
Hey baby, you say you wanna fly ?round the world
Hey baby, you say you wanna be with a star
Hey baby, don?t be afraid to show who you are

You scared, come on, you scared, come on
You scared, jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
You scared, come on, you scared, come on
You scared, jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off

I got one named Brenda, put her on my agenda
Should?ve seen the way I bend her
She drunk the juice from my pimp cup

Opened up and I entered
Closed her up then I sent her home packing
I jumped out then O jumped back in, go

You?ve been checking us all night and been confused
About who you gonna leave with, well, let me help you
If you come through you gotta do two

You?ve been checking us all night and been confused
About who you gonna leave with, well, let me help you
If you come through you gotta do two, yeah

Hey baby, you say you wanna be my girl
Hey baby, you say you wanna fly ?round the world
Hey baby, you say you wanna be with a star
Hey baby, don?t be afraid to show who you are

You scared, come on, you scared, come on
You scared, jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off

I got one named Ashley, swear she can outlast me
Every time we go she?s fast sleep
Now you tell me who?s that deep

She like oow, I gave her that oow
Now she?s walking like oow
Now jump off, jump off, kick off, I?m hot

Hey baby, you say you wanna be my girl
Hey baby, you say you wanna fly ?round the world
Hey baby, you say you wanna be with a star
Hey baby, don?t be afraid to show who you are

You scared, come on, you scared, come on
You scared, jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
You scared, come on, you scared, come on
You scared, jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off

What?s that baby?
You look like you having a hard time
Trying to pick who you?re gonna leave with

I?m saying, you can take us both
You know they say two better than one anyway
I?m sayin?, hey Rick Rubin, I?ma need a clearance on this pimp

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Jeep - Lyrics - And Then... - Joe

Title: Jeep
Album: And Then...
Artist: Joe
Composer(s): Charmelle Cofield, Ernest E. Dixon, Allen Gordon, Joe Lewis Thomas

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Lyric:
Sex in my jeep baby, Back seat on my jeep baby (baby, baby)
We can freak in my jeep baby, The steel of wonders on my jeep baby
On my bumps up and slow baby, So you can make that body roll baby (baby, baby)
We can head to the third row swing us an episode, Girl let yourself go
Back seat on my jeep, on my jeep

Could jump in my HUMMA, let's take a ride, I like spending my summers in a specious rides
Turn on my TV, relax a while, we can chill with an AC or windows down
Let's stop by the mall, pick up a thing or two, If you see something you like for free then
Grab it boo
Let's stop by the food court so we can eat, after shopping and grabbing, that's fine and cheap
Let's do it with some sipping while talking and riding
Girl it's on tonight
We can start some touching, by then we will be buzzing, this jeep is our bedroom tonight

Sex in my jeep baby, Back seat on my jeep baby (baby, baby)
We can freak in my jeep baby, The steel of wonders on my jeep baby
On my bumps up and slow baby, So you can make that body roll baby (baby, baby)
We can head to the third row, swing us an episode, Girl let yourself go
Back seat on my jeep, of my jeep

I'm a pull over and make a stop, you're looking like what palm my other stuff
You've been throwing it all day, you know it laid, the back seat of my jeep, let's swing it F
Bay
Freaking you down while the spree wheel are spinning, bumping your body my system sick with it
Jacket and handcuffs these windows are tinted, you lace it your lies my detail will clean it
Let's do it with some sippering while talking and riding
Girl it's on tonight
We can start some touching, by then we will be buzzing, this jeep is our bedroom tonight

Sex in my jeep baby, Back seat on my jeep baby (baby, baby)
We can freak in my jeep baby, The steel of wonders on my jeep baby
On my bumps up and slow baby, So you can make that body roll baby (baby, baby)
We can head to the third row swing us an episode, Girl let yourself go
Back seat on my jeep

Say the word, baby, we can make a stop, we can find a dark spot in this parking lot
Baby pull over
Are you ready
Yes I'm ready
Ooohh, woow, aaahh we can take it slow we got the whole night, buckle up girl get ready for
This bumpy ride
Baby pull over
Are you ready
Yes I'm ready
This jeep is our bedroom tonight

Sex in my jeep baby, Back seat on my jeep baby (baby, baby)
We can freak in my jeep baby, The steel of wonders on my jeep baby
On my bumps up and slow baby, So you can make that body roll baby (baby, baby)
We can head to the third row swing us an episode, Girl let yourself go
Back seat on my jeep, of my jeep

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What It Do - Lyrics - Don't Talk Just Listen - B5

Title: What It Do
Album: Don't Talk Just Listen
Artist: B5
Composer(s): Steven L Russell, Robin Tadross, Damon E Thomas, Steven Bishop, Eric Dawkins, Harvey Jay Mason

Lyric:
Let's go, let's go
Jump in the ride with me, baby
Let's go

Never seen you around here before
Girl, you're so hard to ignore
Just how you look into me
Baby, what it do?

Let me put some on your mind
Girl, I really want you to be mine
Baby, give me a chance
I don't care if you got a man

The way you floss, the way you talk
It's more then just your sexy walk
I gotta let you know that I'm feeling you

Baby, what it do?
Don't you wanna be the one
I'm spendin' on, be my love
Don't you want the finner things
Don't ya, girl, don't ya?

Baby, what it do?
Jump in the ride with me, baby, let's go
I'ma give you anything, baby
I know you wanna be the one
Don't ya girl, don't ya
Baby, what it do?

Is it crazy for me to think
That we could be a future thing?
It's a trip what you do to me
Baby, what it do?

I gotta put some on your mind
'Cause it's sho' puttin' some on mine
Could be on and poppin'
If you feelin' it, ain't nothin' stoppin'

The way you floss, the way you talk
It's more then just your sexy walk
I gotta let you know that I'm feeling you

Baby, what it do?
Don't you wanna be the one
I'm spendin' on, be my love
Don't you want the finner things
Don't ya, girl, don't ya?

Baby, what it do?
Jump in the ride with me, baby, let's go
I'ma give you anything, baby
I know you wanna be the one
Don't ya, girl, don't ya
Baby, what it do?

Shawty, listen, you can die with an option or live with a choice
Wanna try how to drop, spin or roll in a Royce
You lovin', he got soul in his voice
So cold he can flow in the snow, leave it froze if it's moist

You by my side has become my whole object
Open your eyes to things you haven't tried yet
Let me know am I making progress
You might wanna tell me no but your body is screamin' ah yes

God Bless, I must confess
I think it's more than your smile and your style of dress
I'm down for the whole mile I guess
But if your man try to flip, we gon' see who can wile the best

He just vexed cause we next and I'm lampin' with Puffy
Playboy mad because his main girl want me
Dude don't know nothin', trust me
But your [Incomprehensible] right now I'ma make you love me

Baby, what it do ?
Don't you wanna be the one
I'm spendin' on, be my love
Don't you want the finner things
Don't ya, girl, don't ya?

Baby, what it do?
Jump in the ride with me, baby, let's go
I'ma give you anything, baby
I know you wanna be the one
Don't ya, girl, don't ya?

Baby, what it do ?
Don't you wanna be the one
I'm spendin' on, be my love
Don't you want the finner things
Don't ya, girl, don't ya?

Baby, what it do?
Jump in the ride with me, baby, let's go
I'ma give you anything, baby
I know you wanna be the one
Don't ya, girl, don't ya?

Baby, what it do?
Don't you wanna be the one
I'm spendin' on, be my love
Don't you want the finner things
Don't ya, girl, don't ya?

Baby, what it do?
Jump in the ride with me, baby, let's go
I'ma give you anything, baby
I know you wanna be the one
Don't ya, girl, don't ya?

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Off Wit His Head - Lyrics - Big Punisher

Title: Off Wit His Head
Artist: Big Punisher
Composer(s): Christopher Rios, J Smith

Lyric:
I don't give a fuck, till I die, I'ma live it up
Hit 'em up, nigga what? What? Nigga what?
Better watch yo' ass 'fore I pull the choppers out the stash
And helicopter yo' ass, about a block and a half

'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz
Puff lye with my niggaz, till I'm high with my niggaz
Where you at, Prop?

Ai yo, it's off with his head
Let the bloodshed, 'cause all my thug sons'll bust lead
Yo, I rep like one of the best, my mac numbin' your flesh
They on tracks but they runnin' from death
Who fuckin' respect, yo dog, I'm the youngest to rep
Comin' correct, niggaz know I blow my gun in a sec

'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz
Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz
What the deal, Twin?

Yeah baby, ai yo, it's off with his head
Slap the shit out the devil and tear his horns off his head
Ai yo, it's almost over, few months we all gon' know Jehovah
Till then I'ma keep the steel in the shoulder holster
I ain't ready to die, bury me alive
But if my nigga got beef, we goin' together tonight

'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz
Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz
What you say, Twin?

Ai yo, it's off with his head
Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared
It's hard to survive, [Incomprehensible] armor hold this tribe
And takin' niggaz lives, so what, they tryin' take mine
What I'm supposed to do? Let shit slide like I was close to you
This murder I write, pushin' a hearse, let me chauffeur you

'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz
Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz
What the deal, son?

Ai yo, it's off with his head
Nigga, I was born in the fuckin' Dawn of the Dead
I always got my Dunn like I always got my gun
Fresh out the box, oiled and cocked, Glock 21
Once I have a gun to pop, I ain't gon' stop till I'm done
So either call the cops, or bust a shot, nigga, uh

'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz
Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz
Hold me down Pros'

Ai yo, it's off with his head
Put that nigga to sleep and make a coffin' his bed
I come from rough times where niggaz bust 9's and be like fuck rhymes
And puff dimes, slippin' on front lines and lust crimes
You better trust mines, I'm down for the 'cause
Gimme a round of applause and hear the sound of the 4's

'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz
Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz
What the deal, kid?

Ai yo, it's off with his head
Cock the lead redecorate the crib burgundy red
Ai yo, I never front, I want whatever nigga let's dump
Whoever want it gonna get lift with the pump
I mention I'm dumb, my trigger finger fittin' to jump
Got the whole left side of my face twitchin' and stuff

'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz
Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz
Take us home, Dunn

Ai yo, it's off with his head
He ain't really want it so he lost it instead
Picture me rollin like 'Pac in the drop
My style too hot to figure out
Oh Lord, please don't make me put this nigga out
My trigger shout through your area code
The scary explos', your click get, leary of foes

'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz
Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz
Now it's on Twin, now it's on Twin
Yeah, now it's on Twin

Terror Squad, Big Pun, The Don, Armageddeon
Prospect, Triple Seis, Cuban Link, Terror Squad

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Tall Cool One - Lyrics - Robert Plant

Title: Tall Cool One
Artist: Robert Plant
Composer(s): Phil Johnstone, Robert Plant

Lyric:
I'm like a strange cat running in the heat of the night
I've got a fire in my eyes, got a date with delight
Some kinda moanin' in the heart of the storm, ooh
I'm gonna love you so hard, you'll want your loving done

Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you

Now with my one hand loose, I aim to satisfy
Ah, you like my loving machine, I like your bloodshot eyes
Real gone girl jumping back with the beat
Oh yeah I'm your your tall cool one with the crazy feet

Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you

I'm so tall and you're so cute
Let's play wild like wildcats do
You're gonna rock your tall cool one
I'm gonna say that, I'm gonna say that, I'm gonna say that

You stroll, you jump, you're hot and you tease
'Cause I'm your tall cool one and I'm built to please
You stroll, you jump, you're hot and you tease
'Cause I'm your tall cool one and I'm built to please

Ooh yeah
It's really now, oh
Ooh, now, now, now

Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you

Move over mister step on back in the crowd, oh yeah
'Cause she's a whole lotta sister 'bout to drive me wild
Lotta places I've been, lotta names, lotta words
No one compares to my real gone girl

Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you

I'm so tall and you're so cute
Let's play wild like wild cats do
You're gonna rock your tall cool one
I'm gonna say that, I'm gonna say that, I'm gonna say that, aah

You stroll, you jump, you're hot and you tease
'Cause I'm your tall cool one and I'm built to please
You stroll, you jump, you're hot and you tease
'Cause I'm your tall cool one and I'm built to please

Oh yeah
Now baby, oh yeah
Oh yeah

Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you

Hey, hey mama, goin' down, goin' down, goin', goin', goin'

Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you

Hey, hey, mama, hey, I'll be your tall cool one

Lighten up, lighten up, lighten up, lighten up
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you
Lighten up baby, I'm in love with you

Lighten up
Hey, hey mama
Lighten up

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Fright Night - Lyrics - Ruff Ryders

Title: Fright Night
Artist: Ruff Ryders
Composer(s): Sean M. Lassiter, Barry A. Reese, Kasseem Dean, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Attention please, attention please
Can I have everybody's attention please
So humorous, we laugh at all y'all
The alliance has now been officially formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
It's another head banger

Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so much that my wrist's weak
Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs start wildin' in here

Now put your bottles in the air, then light your dutches
Me and Busta keep it tight like liposuction
Niggas that don't like me get the knife for frontin'
'Cause one night in the club gets your life on crutches

You got that whodie, I'll cock that forty
Flyin' in the 5 with the top back on it
Stop that shorty, I know you love me
Probably sample one of my beats then owe me money

Plus you don't know me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the janitors to come mop the room up
Ryde or Die Volume two, smash the charts
Now put your hands in the air for the black Mozart, oh

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and blunts
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode represent
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga Swizz
And we gonna be here to present

Y'all niggas with some other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your feet
Before we bang y'all niggas all with the heat
Feed y'all niggas more gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat

And make you bounce how poncho will play the Congo
And bang on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so just follow
I'm living for today and livin' tomorrow

Open up your mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
Blow you through the chest with a hollow
Like the foul shit you waste and transpired right in front the impalo
Yo, the general Busta Busta shock and memorable
You know we precious like minerals, and deadly like burials

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Listen, Flipmode and Ruff Ryders bang out hits
S W I two Z's bang out clips
Bang out chicks, for fun we bang out whips
Y'all go to war with revolvers that bang out flicks

Now find me on two-fifth in the summer when it starts
And iced up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin', nigga your life ain't important
Your camp hotter than ours, the fuck y'all snortin'

My thugs bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of soda cans
Yo Swizz, I heard you stole, whoa, listen man
Mindin' my business will make you a missin' man

See the wrist and hand, got plaques on the wall
And a fifth in hand, I'll put your back on the wall
Nigga don't ask me no more about nuttin' you hear
Just scream and shout and just wild in here

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

New York, they ain't ready for it
A T L, they ain't ready for it
Oh, oh, oh, they ain't ready for it
Whoa, oh, oh, they ain't ready for it

My ladies
Millennium
Guns bustin' plenty of them, y'all hear that

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Fright Night - Lyrics - Ryde Or Die: Vol.2 - Dmx

Title: Fright Night
Album: Ryde Or Die: Vol.2
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Sean M. Lassiter, Barry A. Reese, Kasseem Dean, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Attention please, attention please
Can I have everybody's attention please
So humorous, we laugh at all y'all
The alliance has now been officially formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
It's another head banger

Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so much that my wrist's weak
Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs start wildin' in here

Now put your bottles in the air, then light your dutches
Me and Busta keep it tight like liposuction
Niggas that don't like me get the knife for frontin'
'Cause one night in the club gets your life on crutches

You got that whodie, I'll cock that forty
Flyin' in the 5 with the top back on it
Stop that shorty, I know you love me
Probably sample one of my beats then owe me money

Plus you don't know me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the janitors to come mop the room up
Ryde or Die Volume two, smash the charts
Now put your hands in the air for the black Mozart, oh

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and blunts
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode represent
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga Swizz
And we gonna be here to present

Y'all niggas with some other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your feet
Before we bang y'all niggas all with the heat
Feed y'all niggas more gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat

And make you bounce how poncho will play the Congo
And bang on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so just follow
I'm living for today and livin' tomorrow

Open up your mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
Blow you through the chest with a hollow
Like the foul shit you waste and transpired right in front the impalo
Yo, the general Busta Busta shock and memorable
You know we precious like minerals, and deadly like burials

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Listen, Flipmode and Ruff Ryders bang out hits
S W I two Z's bang out clips
Bang out chicks, for fun we bang out whips
Y'all go to war with revolvers that bang out flicks

Now find me on two-fifth in the summer when it starts
And iced up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin', nigga your life ain't important
Your camp hotter than ours, the fuck y'all snortin'

My thugs bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of soda cans
Yo Swizz, I heard you stole, whoa, listen man
Mindin' my business will make you a missin' man

See the wrist and hand, got plaques on the wall
And a fifth in hand, I'll put your back on the wall
Nigga don't ask me no more about nuttin' you hear
Just scream and shout and just wild in here

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

New York, they ain't ready for it
A T L, they ain't ready for it
Oh, oh, oh, they ain't ready for it
Whoa, oh, oh, they ain't ready for it

My ladies
Millennium
Guns bustin' plenty of them, y'all hear that

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(Meeting With My) Main Man - Lyrics - Alison Moyet

Title: (Meeting With My) Main Man
Artist: Alison Moyet
Composer(s): Pete Glenister, Alison Moyet

Lyric:
Well, sugar sweetness, move yourself
I've gotta go, I got a meet to make, fine as it is back there
Back up your tin can, pack off your sweet behind
Ain't got no time to fool around
Ain't no wet nurse to you, child

Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, baby, yeah

Meeting with my main man
Meeting with my main man
And I get a belly full of lovin'
Meeting with my main man
Meeting with my main man

When I get through here, gonna make my way
Up to the 22nd floor with a pile of money
I'll throw it all up for a hit on the back wall
If I want more you'll be the first to know
I'll call you later, much later

Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up, baby, yeah

Meeting with my main man
Meeting with my main man
And I get a belly full of lovin'
Meeting with my main man
Meeting with my main man

Just doing fine, my dear, up here
Look around "Where do we go?", you say
Never could come where I wanna be
This is hard as hell, I don't want to take it easy
Come on now, shake me

My main man
My main man

Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up, baby, yeah

Meeting with my main man
Meeting with my main man
And I get a belly full of lovin'
Meeting with my main man
Meeting with my main man

Meeting with my main man
Meeting with my main man

My main man, main man
My main man, my main man
Jump in, my main man
Pick it up, pick it up

Yeah, all that I can
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up

Pick it up, pick it up
Up, up, up, up
Up, up, up, up

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Hey Baby - Lyrics - Gwen Stefani

Title: Hey Baby
Artist: Gwen Stefani
Composer(s): Rodney Price, Tony Kanal, Gwen Stefani, T Dumont

Lyric:
(Hey baby)
I'm the kinda girl that hangs with the guys
Like a fly on the wall with the secret eyes
Takin' it in tryin' to defend the men
With my makeup bag watchin' all the same

Miss Fitt, I said, ?Lay off wickid'
Everybody used to be by the girls
With the tank tops and the other ways

I'm just sippin' on chamomile
Watchin' boys and girls in the sex appeal
When the stranger in the face
He says, he knows my mom and went to my high school

All the boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Girls say,Girls say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Hey baby, baby

Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Boys say, boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
All the boys get the girls in the back

I'm the one with fee upon
Give a man a star's night
And if you have enough you'll get the pass
So you can tell your friends how you made it back

No matter what they say, I'm still the same
Somehow everybody knows my name
And all the girls wanna get with the boys
And the boys really like it

All the boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Girls say,Girls say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Hey baby, baby

Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Boys say, boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
All the boys get the girls in the back

Jump on the stage as we goin' crazy
There is no need to be actin' shady
Come on baby, hey hey baby
Jump on the stage as we goin' crazy
There is no need to be at home shavin'
Come on baby hey hey baby

Will you watch ya lips you know it
It amaze me,ya knock me off the hook
Nothin' against ya it will craze me
Will you be my only on and sunshine lady?
If no maybe, hey baby

I'm just sippin' on chamomile
Watchin' all the boys and girls in the sex appeal
When the stranger in the face
He says, he knows my mom and went to my high school

All the boys say
Hey baby,hey baby, hey
Girls say, Girls say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Hey baby, baby

Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Boys say, boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
(Can you be my one and only sunshine lady?)
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
(Hey baby, hey baby)

Girls say, girls say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
(The way you rock you hips and order, it's amazing)
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
(Hey baby, hey baby)

Boys say, boys say
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
All the boys get the girls in the back

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Tuesday'S Gone - Lyrics - Garage Inc. - Metallica

Title: Tuesday'S Gone
Album: Garage Inc.
Artist: Metallica
Composer(s): Allen L Collins, Ronnie Van Zant

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Lyric:
Train roll on, on down the line
Won't you please take me far, far away?
Now I feel the wind blow outside my door
I'm, I'm leaving my woman at home
My baby's gone

Tuesday's gone with the wind
My baby's gone, gone with the wind
Long gone

And I don't know where I'm going
I just want to be left alone
When this train ends, well I'll try again
I'm leaving my woman at home
My baby's gone

Tuesday's gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone, gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone, gone with the wind
And my baby's gone with the wind
Train rolls on, jump on

Tuesday's gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone, gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone, long gone with the wind
My baby's gone with the wind
Train rolls on

Train roll on, many miles from my home
See I'm, I'm riding my blues baby, blue away
Well Tuesday, you see, oh, she had to be free
But somehow I've got you to carry on
My baby's gone

Tuesday's gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone, long gone with the wind
Tuesday's gone with the wind
My baby's gone with the wind

Train roll on, train roll on
Ride on train, ride on train, ride on train
Train roll on, yeah, train roll on
The train it rolls on
Train roll on

Lord, I can change
Lord, I can change, I can change
Lord, I can change
Lord, I can change
Ride on train, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I can change

Train roll on, ride on train
Lord, I can change, Lord I can change
Ride on train

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Africa - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: Africa
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): John Oates

Lyric:
Uhh
Uhh

My baby went to Africa
With the dirty lens photographer
My baby land in jungle land
With a US body and a real light tan
(US body and a real light tan)

My baby went to Africa
My baby went to Africa

Sing
(Uhh)
Sing
(Uhh)

My baby went to Africa
With a make-up man and a love-sick lover
She get a couple o' grand and a two-piece suit
Let the folks back home see the native beauty
(Folks back home see the native beauty)

My baby went to Africa
My baby went to Africa, baby went to Africa
I packed my bags and gotta get to her
Before the lions and tigers try to jump on her bones

And the boys sing
(Uhh)
Africa, Africa
(Uhh)
And the girls sing
(Uhh, uhh)

My baby went to Africa
I packed my bags and I'll get to her
Before the lions and tigers try to jump on her bones

Sing
Baby went to Africa
(Africa, Africa)
Baby went to Africa
(Africa, Africa)
Baby went to Africa
(Lions and tigers try to jump on her bones)

Baby went to Africa, baby went to Africa, baby went to Africa
(Let the folks back home see the native beauty)
Baby went to Africa, baby went to Africa, baby went to Africa
(I'm on my way)
Baby went to Africa, baby went to Africa

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One Night Stand - Lyrics - J.C. Chasez

Title: One Night Stand
Artist: J.C. Chasez
Composer(s): Giorgio Moroder, Donna Summer, Pete Bellotte, Joshua Scott Chasez, Alex Greggs, Bradley Daymond Ralph

Lyric:
Say, sweet thang
(Uh-huh)
You know I couldn't help but notice
You looking all good over here
(Yeah)
I was wondering, do you wanna

It makes me weak, baby
Just to hear you speak, baby
Girl you got me all dizzy and light
Like I got my cap on too tight

Girl just for you I'd jump through hoops
All I wanna do is please ya girl
Take you for a trip all around the world, say

Ooh, I feel love, I feel love
A-that's right
Ooh, I feel love, I feel love
Atleast for tonight

Ooh, I feel love, I feel love
Don't you wanna spend the night with me, girl
Ooh, I feel love, I feel love
Oh, I just wanna be with you, yea-yea

(Baby)
I'm gonna take you on a ride
Make you wanna jump and kiss the sky
I'm gonna take you forty thousand high
Just cause you're my girl tonight

(Baby)
Just relax baby don't be shy
'Cause it's a feeling that you can't deny
I'm gonna keep you steady satisfied
Just cause you're my girl tonight

So I'm thinking, it's kinda crowded
You wanna get out of here?
Psh, yea, 'cause you're so smooth
Yeah, I know

We'll be doing this baby, uh
And you'll be lovin' this baby
Oh, crusin' along till we hit the backseat
'Cause that's where the music sounds so sweet

Weehaw
I love it when we're crusin' together
Just me and you, girl

Ooh, I feel love, I feel love
A-that's right
Ooh, I feel love, I feel love
Atleast for tonight

Ooh, I feel love, I feel love
Don't you wanna spend the night with me, girl
Ooh I feel love, I feel love
Oh, I just wanna be with you, yea-yea

(Baby)
I'm gonna take you on a ride
Make you wanna jump and kiss the sky
I'm gonna take you forty thousand high
Just cause you're my girl tonight

(Baby)
Just relax, baby don't be shy
'Cause it's a feeling that you can't deny
I'm gonna keep you steady satisfied
Just cause you're my girl tonight

Now you know it's just for tonight right
What?
Aw come on baby, it's cool
Uh, uh, uh, uh, oh, uh, uh
That's right-ight

(Baby)
I'm gonna take you on a ride
(My ride)
Make you wanna jump and kiss the sky
(If you wanna get inside)

I'm gonna take you forty thousand high
Just cause you're my girl tonight
(Baby)
Just relax baby, don't be shy
(Don't be shy)

'Cause it's a feeling that you can't deny
(Baby, I'll be your guide)
I'm gonna keep you steady satisfied
Just cause you're my girl tonight

(Baby)
I'm gonna take you on a ride
(My ride, my ride)
Make you wanna jump and kiss the sky
I'm gonna take you forty thousand high
(Forty thousand high)
Just 'cause you're my girl tonight
(Oh ho oh)

(Baby)
Just relax baby don't be shy
(Oh ho oh)
'Cause it's a feeling that you can't deny
(You can't deny)
I'm gonna keep you steady satisfied
Just 'cause you're my girl tonight, baby

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