Ha Ha High Babe - Lyrics - Take Them On, On Your Own - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Title: Ha Ha High Babe
Album: Take Them On, On Your Own
Artist: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Composer(s): Nick Jago, Peter Hayes, Robert Turner

Lyric:
You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground
You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground
You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground
You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground

You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground
You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground
You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground
You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground

You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground
Keep, keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground
You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground
You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground
You can't keep it on the ground
You're ha ha high, babe
You can't keep it on the ground, keep it on the ground

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Keep It Turned On - Lyrics - Rick Astley

Title: Keep It Turned On
Artist: Rick Astley
Composer(s): Christopher Braide, Rick Astley

Lyric:
I know its hard to see
Why things ain't going your way, baby
And everyone you know
Seems to get the breaks you don't

And the words to the songs that you sing
Ain't the right ones, baby, no
And the grass is the wrong shade of green
Or so it seems

Yeah, don't break it up, don't shake it up
Just turn it on, got to keep it turned on
Don't burn it out, don't sell it out
Just turn it on, got to keep it turned on
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it on
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on

Got to understand, life is
What you make it, baby yeah
No time to sit around
Think of the mistakes you made

Well, it's not what you had
It's what you have right here, baby, yeah
And it's not who you know
It's what you know deep down inside

Yeah, don't break it up, don't shake it up
Just turn it on, got to keep it turned on
Don't burn it out, don't sell it out
Just turn it on, got to keep it turned on

Don't break it up, don't shake it up
Just turn it on, got to keep it turned on
Don't burn it out, don't sell it out
Just turn it on, got to keep it turned on
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it on
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, just turn it on

Oh yeah, don't break it up

Don't break it up, don't shake it up
Just turn it on, got to keep it turned on
Don't burn it out, don't sell it out
Just turn it on, I got to keep it turned on

Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it on
Turn it on, just turn it on
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it on
Turn it on, gotta keep it turned on

Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it on
Turn it on, just, just, turn it on
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it on

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Hold It Down - Lyrics - Das Efx

Title: Hold It Down
Artist: Das Efx
Composer(s): Osten Jr Harvey, Quincy Jones, Andre Weston, Willie Hines

Lyric:
Yeah yeah, aaah, diggy Das nigga, diggy Das what what?
Yeah what?

Got ta hold it down
Hold it down, nigga keep it on lock
Hold it down, nigga yeah, nigga keep it on lock

Got ta hold it down
Hold it down, nigga keep it on lock
Hold it down, nigga yeah, nigga keep it on lock

Got ta hold it down
Hold it down, nigga keep it on lock
Hold it down, nigga yeah, nigga keep it on lock

I be the man droppin the slang on your premises
We the menaces, clanging rappers like they're Genesis
Now what the hell is this I heard you wanna see this
Ya best believe this kid, I got more rhymes than Run got Adidas
You can't defeat us so just back up off the metaphor
The Boogie Banger tell me what the hell's the art for?

Yiggity yeah
The sooky-sooky, bringin it from the sewer it's the Boogie Bang
Use to kick the rookie slang, critics wonder "Could he hang?"
Drop my first joint and made the whole world flip
Next trip, critics that wasn't wit it popped lip (like what?)
"Nigga eat dat and nigga eat dis"
But fuck, nigga need that, get off my nigga, eject

Got ta hold it down
Hold it down, nigga keep it on lock
Hold it down, nigga yeah, nigga keep it on lock

It's the Prince of Darkness here to spark this
Riggity mic, my target's the underground market
I be the rapper and chief, the editor etcetera
The miggity mad dred night predator
Cos all the time, nigga's be frontin in their rhymes
Claimin to represent the bastards, missin classes, doin time
But when I come thru they be like "Oooh look, the Man!"
Shakin niggas down like the earth shook Japan

Well all I need is my 40, some Buda and my Timbs
My biggity black Benz with them 19 inch rims
I gotta maintain and at the same time I watch my ass
The cash, cos any fuckin day could be your last
I took a breather now we snipin off the roof
We back up in the booth and gettin busy off the 100 proof
Of Vodka, I rock a rhyme just for the thrill of it
Cos when I'm spillin it I'm fillin it, check how I'm killin it

Got ta hold it down
Hold it down, nigga keep it on lock
Hold it down, nigga yeah, nigga keep it on lock

But a time I write a rhyme I takes some time to make it rougher
So suffer, y'know it's me the nicotine puffer
I miggity made this for the snitches, cos for the riches
We never changing faces like them two singin bitches
So hold it down for '95 or youse a goner
Big up to all my peoples on corner puffin marijuana

I briggity break the dame, we roll the game
In '92 wit my crew, ain't a thing changed
But the styles, the miles on the jeep, the beamer
The drawers on my ass, the erb grass got greener
My knocker plus be droppin the skills off the top a
The dome for my peoples in the sewer, yo I got ta

Got ta hold it down
Hold it down, nigga keep it on lock
Hold it down, nigga yeah, nigga keep it on lock

Got ta hold it down
Hold it down, nigga keep it on lock
Hold it down, nigga yeah, nigga keep it on lock

Hold it down, keep it on lock
My nigga Mo Bee wit the real hip-hop
(Got ta hold it down)
Hold it down, keep it on lock
Diggity Das EFX wit the real hip-hop
Hold it down, keep it on lock
The young and the restless, word we don't stop
Hold it down, keep it on lock
My nigga PMD wit the real hip-hop (Hit Squad)
Hold it down, keep it on lock
My nigga DJ Scratch wit the real hip-hop
Hold it down, keep it on lock

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Keep Gettin' It On - Lyrics - Marvin Gaye

Title: Keep Gettin' It On
Artist: Marvin Gaye
Composer(s): Ed Townsend, Marvin Gaye

Lyric:
Yeah, wanna talk
(Keep gettin' it on, keep gettin' it on)
Talk about gettin' it on
(Keep gettin' it on, keep gettin' it on)
Well early in the morning
(Keep gettin' it on, keep gettin' it on)
Talk 'bout gettin' it on
(Keep gettin' it on, keep gettin' it on, keep gettin' it on)

You wanna have some good lovin'
And plenty good time, oh yeah
Don't just talk about it
(Keep gettin' it on)
Everybody start gettin' it on
(Keep gettin' it on)
(Keep gettin' it on, keep gettin' it on, keep gettin' it on)

Would you rather make love children?
As opposed to walk, like you know you should?
Don't you love to love somebody, think about the people
Make you feel so good, yeah come on

Oh don't you want somebody, think about your good now
Yeah, you got the good decision, come on
Just bring it all out, would you wait for Lord Jesus
Tryna tell the people to come on and get it on, yes Lord, get it on

Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to, you got to, you got to

Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on

Let's get it, let's get it

Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to, you got to, you got to

Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on

Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to, you got to, you got to

Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to, you got to, you got to

Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to get it on
Get it on, you got to, you got to, you got to

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Keep It On The Hush - Lyrics - Word Of Mouf - Ludacris

Title: Keep It On The Hush
Album: Word Of Mouf
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Christopher Bridges, Phalon Alexander

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Lyric:
Sister Martha so glad to see you
So glad your parol came through
So glad everybody came out this morning
We reading from the book of hush, today

Verse sixty-nine, come on somebody, come on somebody
Good to see all of you came out this morning
Even though some of you just leavin' 112
Smellin' like booty, and Hennessey, come on
Courvoisier double shots, ha-hah, it don't matter

Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang
Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang

I'm loving the way your legs go so far back
Your one of those flexible girls
I figure your daddy always said you was one of the best in this world
But never the less in this world

I'm just professional girl
I teach 'em a lesson, have 'em stressin' and confessin' the girl
How good it was, and how good it could be
If they just tried it

Taking my double dose skip the daily dick diet
Tried, they so excited, and cant hide it
I'm trying to do my thang, but you gotta be quiet

Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang
Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang

Now even when I just come in your house
And cover your mouth because your momma's at home
You grippin' the sheets and making a effort not to holler and moan
You got to keep it on the hush, 'cause we in no rush

You tellin' me its the little things that mean so much
And its an illusion thinkin' you can match what I can do best
So if ya man call, tell him to put some hair on his chest
But he don't even have to know, we keepin' it on the low
You walking it like a dog, and stay working it like a pro, so.

Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang
Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang

I'ma taste ya neck and begin to nibble around your earlobes
Down to your belly button, then I'm un-snappin' your bra
Thinkin' your titties are tryna tell me somethin'
Hard nipples, colder then ice-sicles
Workin' it with my tounge, you can just tell me if it tickles

Freaky deaky kinda sneaky, Ludacris and the gang
Disturbin' the peace, we runnin' the streets
And steady slangin' them thangs
But you gotta keep the noise down, in order to keep the boy down
Its joy all around, and you know how it sounds, if you just

Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang
Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang

As the choir sings, the doors are open, the doors are open
Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang
Now bow ya head, bow ya head
Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang

Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang
Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing
Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang

Your thang, your thang, your thang, your thang
My thang, my thang, your thang, your thang
Your thang, your thang, your thang, your thang
Keep it on the hush

Look at you sister Johnson in the front row
With thongs on, your legs open tryna tempt me
Keep it on the hush, I'll be over at about seven o'clock
Keep it on the hush, shhh

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The Sneak Attack - Lyrics - The Sneak Attack - Krs One

Title: The Sneak Attack
Album: The Sneak Attack
Artist: Krs One
Composer(s): April S Williams, Lawrence Parker, Kenny Parker

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Lyric:
We keep it tight, we keep it right
We're comin' strong, we're movin' on
(Yeah)

It's time to rise and unify
Keep comin' strong
(Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh!)
Just keep movin' on

Yo, where's my people at? We be where the elite be at
We really never need the gat, we comin' with a sneak attack
In fact, best believe we back, what we rap it heats the track
Kenny Parker sees to that, my job is to teach these cats
Present the clear speech they lack and show 'em how to eat from rap

We keep it tight, we keep it right
(That's right)
We're comin' strong
(Uh, huh, yeah)
We're movin' on
(Tell 'em again! Uh)

It's time to rise and unify
(Yeah, yeah)
Keep comin' strong
(Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh!)
Just keep movin' on

You know why the devil can't get with me
'Cause he's a liar, I've got victory
You can stick with me, my click is free
Negativity, that doesn't live with me

These rappers on one, I've skipped to three
These rappers on A, I've skipped to C
My image, heads ain't quick to be, so I thank you for pickin' me
I know why people got to know, these wack rappers got to go

Let a MC rock the show, I'll show 'em how it 'posed to go
We forgot simply what we supposed to know
We still must defeat the foe, so what you got the dough?
Your words don't make us glow, in fact they make us slow
How long this gonna take to know you ain't gotta be a hoe?

We keep it tight, we keep it right
(Yeah)
We're comin' strong
(Yeah, yeah)
We're movin' on
(Uh, huh, tell them again!)

It's time to rise and unify
(Yeah)
Keep comin' strong
(Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh!)
Just keep movin' on

Look at the teacher, I stay attuned
People are blessed when I walk in the room
Snakes [unverified] don't stop me, and if they did
They'd be askin' for a tag 'fore they kids

Medical students lose it when I enter any hospital
Doctors wanna talk music and whatever's topical
It's all logical, I perform the impossible
Through words I put hip-hop in you, listen

Here's what we got to do, unify
Defeat the flesh, defeat the beast in you and I
Win or lose I never shout, believe in yourself and never doubt
Discipline is simply a better route

We keep it tight, we keep it tight
We keep it right, we keep it right
We're comin strong, comin' strong
We're movin' on, movin' on!

It's time to rise, it's time to rise and unify, unify
Keep comin' strong, comin' strong
Just keep movin' on, keep on movin' on

We keep it tight, we keep it tight
We keep it right, we keep it right
We're comin strong, comin' strong
We're movin' on, movin' on!

It's time to rise, it's time to rise and unify, unify
Keep comin' strong, comin' strong
Just keep movin' on, keep on movin' on

Just keep movin' on, keep on movin' on
Just keep movin' on, we gotta keep on movin' on
Just keep movin' on, wake up and realize
Just keep movin' on, that you just keep movin' on

Just keep movin' on, it's time to realize
Just keep movin' on, that you gotta keep movin' on
Just keep movin' on, keep movin on, keep movin' on
Just keep movin' on, you gotta keep movin' on

You gotta take that time
Just keep movin' on, you gotta realize that it's time
Keep on movin' on, keep on movin' on

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You Better Keep It On Your Mind - Lyrics - Hank Williams

Title: You Better Keep It On Your Mind
Artist: Hank Williams
Composer(s): Vic Mcalpin, Hank Williams

Lyric:
Now if you go out and start a playing around
Your baby?s gonna tear your playhouse down
You better keep it on your mind all the time
You better keep it on your mind all the time

You?ll be moanin? and a groanin?
Lord, you better keep it on your mind

Now wrong is wrong and right is right
If you make a snake mad he?s sure gonna bite
You better keep it on your mind all the time
You better keep it on your mind all the time

I?ve had it proven to me
Lord you better keep it on your mind

Every fuss with a woman has got the same ole end
I don?t believe the good Lord meant for a man to win
You better keep it on your mind all the time
You better keep it on your mind all the time

You?ll be singing blue and lonesome
Lord, you better keep it on your mind

If you make your baby mad and she says goodbye
There ain?t a thing you can do but sit at home and cry
You better keep it on your mind all the time
You better keep it on your mind all the time

You better call her sweet mama
Lord, you better keep it on your mind

If the judge says, "Pay her forty dollars a week"
You?ll dig up the money or you?ll work the streets
You better keep it on your mind all the time
You better keep it on your mind all the time

When you?re wearing striped britches
Son, it?s gonna stay on your mind

So kiss her every mornin? and love her every night
Boy, you can?t win no matter if you?re right
You better keep it on your mind all the time
You better keep it on your mind all the time

You better heed this warning
Lord, you better keep it on your mind

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Rock It - Lyrics - Earth Wind &Amp; Fire

Title: Rock It
Artist: Earth Wind &Amp; Fire
Composer(s): Sheldon Maurice Reynolds, Morris Pleasure, Sonny Emory, Philip James Bailey, Verdine White, Sir James Bailey

Lyric:
Yeah, peace to all the wonderful people
In the East, in the West, in the North, in the South
Yeah, EWF comin' at ya, '96 style

Let us run it down on yawl now
Energy inspires
Dino hypes the place 'pon bass how
Crowds heat up the fire

'95 found high night flyin'
Tight as Sonne E
Mo Pleasure chords towards groovin' yours
We mash up St. Marteen and it's all good

We dig each gig together, gettin' down to business
We're just hittin' yo town tonight
Come on, get on, let's live this thing forever
Ain't no limits on night flyin', aw, just get on down

Soul people, get on down, yo love's showin'
Soul people, yo love's showin'

Soul people, keep it on, yo love's showin'
Slick, this feelin's peace
Teddy bear rock steady
Everybody's out their seat

World Wide live y'all make it bang
Why this thang is the one
Bus to plane, to bullet train
Just gettin' down and havin' fun

We dig each gig together, gettin' down to business
We're just hittin' yo town tonight
Come on, get on, let's live this thing forever
'Cause ain't no limits on night flyin', aw, get on down
Get on down, get on down

Keep it on, keep it on
Yo love's showin', keep it on
Keep it on, keep it on
Yo love's showin', keep it on

Keep it on, keep it on
Yo love's showin', keep it on
Keep it on, keep it on
Yo love is showin'

We dig each gig together
We're hittin' yo town tonight
Let's live this thing forever
Come on, get on, come on, get on

We dig each gig together
We're hittin' yo town tonight
Let's live this thing forever
Come on, get on, come on, get on

We dig each gig together
We're hittin' yo town tonight
Let's live this thing forever
Come on, get on, come on, get on

We dig each gig together
We're hittin' yo town tonight
Let's live this thing forever
Come on, get on, come on, get on

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Make It Hot - Lyrics - Mr Smith - Ll Cool J

Title: Make It Hot
Album: Mr Smith
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Eldra Debarge, Etterlene Jordan, William Debarge, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Aha, y'nahmean?
Word up, just wanna bring 'em to it real
Real rugged like, uhh, man
Make me feel like I'm method out and all that, y'nahmean?
Go diggin', uhh, check it

I bring the butter, huh
Make you wanna creep up on one another, huh
I'm mad sharp like a box cutter, huh
I got the fam rollin' like brothers, huh

We in the mecca, moey, rollie glistenin'
Rainin' on niggas so bad they think it's drizzlin'
Ground zero funk track, it's mega
Doin' wild damage to your arm, legga, legga

Who's that? The bawla, the player, the mister with the techniques
Pumpin' blends, creepin' up the back streets
Throw your rocks up high and let 'em gleam
It's the uncle what? Uncle L makes a wild scene

And I be blowin' all the rookies out the frame
And they be known uncle's flowin' in the game
Queens to uptown I'm gettin' down for my crown
When you see me comin' thru, just gimme a pound
And say

Yeah, I'm 'bout to wet it up, get it up
Take a track, drape it in jewels and set it up
I'm so nasty with mines, I warm it up like raw liquor
Dime pieces throw it at me like a free picker

I'm open, I let the funk soak in
I taste like an eighth, ya freeze and start chokin'
Yeah, son I'm all up in ya mix
Ya callin' in your clique, I'm bawlin' wit'cha trick

Golden rocks fallin' off my neck and wrists
When I breeze by, you be groovin' in the midst
Of my cycle, every move I make is vital
Crucial, official, brothers sayin' "L, we miss you"

Much love to all the shooby doobies and cliques
While you're bawlin' in the coupe, you know I had to get the six
Get your swerve on boo, chill wit me
Get me, I want the cream, baby hit me

Keep it comin', baby
Keep it comin', baby
Keep it comin', baby
Keep it comin', baby, keep on

Keep it comin', baby
Keep it comin', baby
Keep it comin', baby
Keep it comin', baby, keep on

Keep it comin', baby
Keep it comin', baby
Keep it comin', baby
Keep it comin', baby, keep on

Somebody tell me the way I keep comin' up
Funk runnin' up and mad spots is blowin' up
It gets hot when I manifest melodies
Beatin' niggas all in their heads, so what you tellin' me?

Get your drink on, throw you mink on
Let your head nod, stick it out, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
I got ya deep deep down inside my mixture
Swervin' curbs, servin' as I fixed ya

Formulated and combinated, the people congregated
You frontin' for nothin', your crew is overrated
And I'ma take it on down to the AM
Keep the drama flowin' 'til the party cave in

Uhh, I get you open, baby, come and get a fix
Yo, that's word to mother I be droppin' mad shit
Let's organize, bounce together for real son
Trick a little though, sip a little Moe, peace one

Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep on

Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep on

Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep on

Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep it goin' baby
Keep it comin' baby, keep on

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Shinin' On - Lyrics - Grand Funk Railroad

Title: Shinin' On
Artist: Grand Funk Railroad
Composer(s): Don Brewer, Mark Farner

Lyric:
We are winners and losers, bed fellow choosers
Put here to pass by the times
We are space-age sailors, all had our failures
Now everybody gonna' shine

Keep it shinin' on
Keep it shinin' on

See the fire within them burnin'
Touch the fire make me feel so fine
Keep the fire within you livin'
Everybody gonna' shine, shine, shine

(Keep it shinin' on)
Keep it shinin', shinin' on
Keep it
(Shinin' on)

Shinin' on
Shinin' on

What?
Well, alright

(Keep it shinin' on)
Keep it shinin', shinin' on
(Keep it shinin' on)
Keep it
(Shinin' on, shinin' on, shinin' on)

Keep it shinin', keep it shinin', keep it shinin' on
(Shining)
Keep it shinin', keep it shinin', keep it shinin' on
(Keep it shinin')
Keep it shinin', keep it shinin', keep it shinin' on
(Keep it shinin')

Keep it shinin', keep it shinin', keep it shinin' on
(Keep it shinin')
Keep it shinin', keep it shinin', keep it shinin' on
(Keep it shinin')
Keep it shinin', keep it shinin', keep it shinin' on
(Keep it shinin')

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On The Side - Lyrics - Dave Hollister

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Keep It On The Low - Lyrics - Houston

Title: Keep It On The Low
Artist: Houston
Composer(s): Houston Summers, Alex Cantrall, Carsten Schack, Marlo Glogolja, Kenneth Karlin, Phillip White

Lyric:
Get it out the hood like that's what's up
Had to hustle left and right like what
On the grind out for Monday love
A lil thug in me, what's up
Now I step up and the game came up
All the fake cats in the back sno nuf
Wanna rub up, they gets no love
This is for the ladies bouncin in the club, put your hands up
Bounce up, your body turn it around
Mr. Houston up in your town
Girl bounce around, girl bounce around

Bounce, ride, make it shake
World wide, state to state
Girls ride our way to play
But keep it on the low
Gettin cheese the legal way
Thuggin on Montego Bay
Girlies come and swing our way
But keep it on the low
Come and twist this in the club
Jamaica up in this

Had to ride or die to live like what
Stickin to the script and neva gave up
I'm a ba-ba-ba-balla
Sippin, poppin bots
If you wanna run them up like us
From straight West California
It's a me oh, me oh, my, my
This is for my ladies
Uptown, downtown, ghetto girls
All da sexy bodied ladies in da club

Bounce, ride, make it shake
World wide, state to state
Girls ride our way to play
But keep it on the low
Gettin cheese the legal way
Thuggin on Montego Bay
Girlies come and swing our way
But keep it on the low

Bounce, ride, make it shake
World wide, state to state
Girls ride our way to play
But keep it on the low
Gettin cheese the legal way
Thuggin on Montego Bay
Girlies come and swing our way
But keep it on the low

When I sit and reminisce
Bout the maidens tryin to hold me down
Look who's sorry now, oh
'Cause I'm tastin filet mignon
And wash it down with chilled Muton
While they playin my song

Bounce, ride, make it shake
World wide, state to state
Girls ride our way to play
But keep it on the low
Gettin cheese the legal way
Thuggin on Montego Bay
Girlies come and swing our way
But keep it on the low

Bounce, ride, make it shake
World wide, state to state
Girls ride our way to play
But keep it on the low
Gettin cheese the legal way
Thuggin on Montego Bay
Girlies come and swing our way
But keep it on the low

Bounce, ride, make it shake
World wide, state to state
Girls ride our way to play
But keep it on the low
Gettin cheese the legal way
Thuggin on Montego Bay
Girlies come and swing our way
But keep it on the low

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It Gets Better - Lyrics - Get Up On It - Keith Sweat

Title: It Gets Better
Album: Get Up On It
Artist: Keith Sweat
Composer(s): Jerry Flowers, Keith Sweat

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Lyric:
It gets better as it goes, my baby
Why don't you keep it comin' on?
It gets better as it goes, my baby
Why don't you keep it comin' on?

Come here baby, let me talk to you
Just for a minute
Baby, you know what I wanna do
Girl, are you with it?

(It gets better as it goes on)
It gets better as it goes, my baby
(It gets better, baby)
Why don't you keep it comin' on?
(It keeps gettin' better, baby, it keeps gettin' better, baby)

It gets better as it goes, my baby
(It gets better as it goes on, baby)
Why don't you keep it comin' on?
(Why don't you keep it comin' on?)

I like everything you do to me
Girl, you're so special
You know, it feels good, my baby
And baby, come girl, give each other what you need
I know you want it

(It gets better as it goes on)
It gets better as it goes, my baby
(Ah, it's geting better)
Why don't you keep it comin' on?
(It keeps gettin' better, baby, it keeps gettin' better, baby)

It gets better as it goes, my baby
(It gets better as it goes on, baby)
Why don't you keep it comin' on?
(Why don't you keep it comin' on?)

Girl, you know, you got my heart in your hands
Do with me as you damn well, please
Girl, you know that I'm a stubborn kind of man
I want what I want, baby and baby it's true, it gets better, baby

It gets better as it goes, my baby
Why don't you keep it comin' on?
It gets better as it goes, my baby
Why don't you keep it comin' on?

It gets better as it goes, my baby
Why don't you keep it comin' on?
It gets better as it goes, my baby
Why don't you keep it comin' on?

It gets better as it goes, my baby
Why don't you keep it comin' on?

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Shorty (Put It On The Floor) - Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Title: Shorty (Put It On The Floor)
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Nick Cannon, Joseph Cartagena, Trevor Smith, Howard Baily, Justin Smith

Lyric:
New York, put it on the floor
New York, put it on the floor
(What, c'mon)
Cali, put it on the floor
Cali, put it on the floor
(Love don't cost a thing)

Miami, put it on the floor
Miami, put it on the floor
Atlanta, put it on the floor
Atlanta, put it on the floor
(Just blaze)

Yo, watch how the women start sniffin' around
When we be rippin' it down, we got 'em stickin' around
The way they love the kid like I'm the king of the town
The way my money stack stupid, got 'em flippin' around
And got 'em diggin' the sound

I know you look finger lickin'
and baby girl, I only use my dough for trickin' or chicken
Listen, cooked food shorty fatten my tummy
You can go in and out my slacks, don't touch my money

Even though you lookin' good and it was nice to meet ya
You be lucky if you even get a slice of pizza from me
(C'mon)
Before you ever try to touch my money clip
I'll put you on the corner walkin' up and down the money strip
(Now look it here)

Honey dip, better find another dummy quick
Homie tryna stunt, better jump inside a money whip
(Go on)
And see what you can get, and keep it over there
You better try your luck
'Cause you ain't gettin' nothin' over here

I think you need to move it to the left
(Shorty)
Move it to the left
(Shorty)
If you ain't got your own paper
I don't suggest you hold your breath
(Shorty)

Keep it right
(Shorty)
You better keep it tight
(Shorty)
You better bring money out ya crib
'Cause you ain't gettin' none of mine tonight
(Shorty)

Ma, let me see you twist it like a centipede
I keep a stack of that, plus some Hennessey
Since I got rich, I keep a lot of enemies
But trip and it's like that, 'cause I've been a G

Look at the way these women tend to grin at me
I like the way she shake it with a lot of energy
Magnums, alcoholic freaks the remedy
I'm the young Donald Trump, is y'all hearin' me?

Girls on the sideline, yeah, they cheerin' me
Ask her, "Can she drive a stick?", Now she steerin' me
Man, I'm sick, no it ain't no curin' me
C to the H to the I N G Y

[Unverified]

Yeah, uh, yo, uh
Put that ass up on the floor
Make it clap when you seen cats pass through the door
(Uh)
I ain't tryna act gas at all
Chicks attack like he's, Joe Crack, the boss
Played it back, 'cause I be so paranoid

I got a wife, but baby please don't back it off
(Uh)
She understood that said, "What's good, crack?"
Got me screamin', "Where the hood, where the hood rat"
Mami I ain't gotta pop the piston
But the rocks got a gleam, so hard to miss 'em

So I, cut the chase, took her out the place
Put her in a bed, put smile on her face
(Uh)
She don't know, Joe Crack, the don
Never spend no type of real cheese on a broad
All I keep is 100 G's, limit credit cards
Could you believe we could spend it all
Talk to 'em, c'mon

New York, put it on the floor
New York, put it on the floor
Jersey, put it on the floor
Jersey, put it on the floor

V.A., put it on the floor
V.A., put it on the floor
Chi-town, put it on the floor
Chi-town, put it on the floor

Just work shorty, you gon' work for this little bit of change
Side order of pimpin', little bit of game
What ya know gon' hurt, just a little bit of pain
When I rip your skirt from your little bitty frame

Whole lot trickin', whole lotta cash
Shorty on Nick with a whole lot of ass
Fly guy, Antonio Vargas
Carrera Porsche's we ain't even parkin'

Valet, alligator Air Forces
Waves in my head have them chicks gettin' nauseous
Let 'em cause the fame, my dough, your world
So shake it like a na-na-nasty girl

I think you need to move it to the left
(Shorty)
Move it to the left
(Shorty)
If you ain't got your own paper
I don't suggest you hold your breath
(Shorty)

Keep it right
(Shorty)
You better keep it tight
(Shorty)
You better bring money out ya crib
'Cause you ain't gettin' none of mine tonight
(Shorty)

I think you need to move it to the left
(Shorty)
Move it to the left
(Shorty)
If you ain't got your own paper
I don't suggest you hold your breath
(Shorty)

Keep it right
(Shorty)
You better keep it tight
(Shorty)
You better bring money out ya crib
'Cause you ain't gettin' none of mine tonight
(Shorty)

BK, put it on the floor
BK, put it on the floor
(Flipmode)
BX, put it on the floor
BX, put it on the floor
(TS)

St. Louis, put it on the floor
St. Louis, put it on the floor
(DTP)
Philly, put it on the floor
Philly, put it on the floor
(No doubt)

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Keep It On The Low - Lyrics - Introducing IMx - Imx

Title: Keep It On The Low
Album: Introducing IMx
Artist: Imx
Composer(s): Jerome Jones, Ketrina Askew, Kelton Kessee, Tony Oliver, Lawrence Stephans, Marques Houston

Lyric:
Hey now ladies guess who's back, LDB Romeo and Bat
For the 99 it's Phat stack, yo, Ra Ra about to rip the track
You took my heart and ran with it, why you so damn scandalous?
I found a chick who could handle this, bye, bye love
'Cause I'm through with this

Oh my God what'd I do? I'm caught up in your game with you
My best friend's girl what a shame why did you play these silly games?
Try to put the blame on me, I always knew you were a freak
I seen you looking right away girl you've got a bomb body

I should have seen it coming when you stepped to me
You're like my sis never thought it would be
But there was something that you did
When you looked at me

That made me wanna get a little bit freaky
Then I started thinking about my boy, he said
"What would he do if he knew?
His homie was creeping with you"

Keep it on the low, we never should have did it
Yo girl, my best friend he can never know
Get up and get your stuff girl, you must go, keep it on the low
We never should have did it yo girl, my best friend
He can never know, oh, oh, oh

Oh no, can't talk to you take it to the source what I can not do
Gotta stop, cause every night all of this stuff ain't worth the fight
My homie comes first that's how it goes can't keep dealing
With you silly hoes, buying your stuff and playing the role
Baby, I don't need you, no, no

I should have seen it coming when you stepped to me
You're like my sis never thought it would be
But there was something that you did
When you looked at me

That made me wanna get a little bit freaky
Then I started thinking about my boy, he said
"What would he do if he knew?
His homie was creeping with you"

Keep it on the low, we never should have did it
Yo girl, my best friend he can never know
Get up and get your stuff girl, you must go, keep it on the low
We never should have did it yo girl, my best friend
He can never know, oh, oh, oh

Isn't that your curiosity, doesn't mean a thing to me
As I reach for the sky there's no need for me to lie
'Cause my love for him is strong
I must hold on

Immature come on dance with me
Romeo, Batman, LDB
Everybody come on dance with me
Yeah, come on, come on, dance with me

Can't forget Chris B-Z
Everybody in the house dance with me
Everybody in the house dance with me
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Keep it on the low, we never should have did it
Yo girl, my best friend he can never know
Get up and get your stuff girl, you must go, keep it on the low
We never should have did it yo girl, my best friend
He can never know, oh, oh, oh

Keep it on the low, we never should have did it
Yo girl, my best friend he can never know
Get up and get your stuff girl, you must go, keep it on the low
We never should have did it yo girl, my best friend
He can never know, oh, oh, oh

Keep it on the low, we never should have did it
Yo girl, my best friend he can never know
Get up and get your stuff girl, you must go, keep it on the low
We never should have did it yo girl, my best friend
He can never know, oh, oh, oh
...

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On The Cool - Lyrics - Baby Bash

Title: On The Cool
Artist: Baby Bash
Composer(s): Jason Cono, Nathan Perez, Ronald Ray Bryant

Lyric:
Let's keep it on the cool
It's between me and you
It's the freaky things we do
'Cause baby I like it, I like it

Let's keep it on the cool
If they all laugh at you
The little things you do
'Cause baby I like it, I like it

It wasn't no love at first sight
It was sex on the first night
How could it be so wrong
When it felt so strong, it felt so right?

I like the way you back it up
'Cause yo chulo ain't no punk
Get it crunk, get it crunk
From the back to the front, any way you want

Smoking, laughing, telling jokes
Smashing, riding on blades and spokes
Tell them we just friends
But you and I know, what's really though

You take me on your odyssey
Keep the drama off of me
You love to get on top of me
When I get you wet and watery

We sizzo and uh, we doin' our thug thizzo'
But yo friends don't know
We'll keep it low
And talk at the club a little

When you drop 'em off at home
Get Beeshy on the celly
And I'll be at the telly
Honey be all ready

Let's keep it on the cool
It's between me and you
It's the freaky things we do
'Cause baby I like it, I like it

Let's keep it on the cool
If they all laugh at you
The little things you do
'Cause baby I like it, I like it

Well now they think they know the deal
But they don't have a clue
The things we do, me and you
Got to keep it tight on the cool

Down low on a hush
Take our time don't need to rush
You in my mind like cannabis
With the freaky way you make me bust

Freaky deaky every time you see me
You best believe me
I'ma lick you down with berries and cream
You lick me with that wine and kiwi

You know it's nathin'
To keep that gossip off of baking
That's why we shaking
Them hatas spreading information

If only I knew then what I know now
Things coulda been a little different
But as it stands
I got a girl at home already on suspicion

But I want my cake and eat it too
Wanna be with her I wanna be with you
You telling me that you need it too
Let me tell you what we fixed to do

Let's keep it on the cool
It's between me and you
It's the freaky things we do
'Cause baby I like it, I like it

Let's keep it on the cool
If they all laugh at you
The little things you do
'Cause baby I like it, I like it

Ooh wee, I love it when you freak it like that
Ooh wee, on the cool, coming through from the back
Ooh wee, I love to watch you dance on my lap
Ooh wee, uh ooh wee
Uh ooh wee

You love to see your daddy roll up
Ooh wee, going hard in the paint hold up
Ooh wee, them people in yo business so what
Ooh wee, ooh wee

Let's keep it on the cool
It's between me and you
It's the freaky things we do
'Cause baby I like it, I like it

Let's keep it on the cool
If they all laugh at you
The little things you do
'Cause baby I like it, I like it

(Oh yeah, one time, so quick, how quick so quick)
Baby, I like it, uh, I like it, oh yeah, oh yeah
(Uh, sho, fo-fo'sho, fo-fo-fo'sho, fo'sho)

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Heat It Up - Lyrics - The Charm - Bubba Sparxxx

Title: Heat It Up
Album: The Charm
Artist: Bubba Sparxxx
Composer(s): Anderson Soloman, Warren Anderson Mathis, Michael Antoine Crooms

Lyric:
Heat it up when this shit drop
Heat it up when this shit drop
Bubba Sparxxx, Collipark

Heat it up when this shit drop in them big spots
Where the players let them bottles pop
See the steam on her back when her hips pop
She get it real hot, so heat it up girl

Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there

What it is, how are things
My phone was on silent for a minute now it rings
If you too cool, then I'm too cool
Let's not boo-who, let's just do what we do

Movin' on, new song, new loan
Sometimes you can move right and still do wrong
Ain't nothin' fancy, just line up and run it
By the time you've finished talkin' 'bout it, I'll be done done it

Collipark, Bubba Sparxxx
Do the Ying-Yang thang or anything, I'm just a star
Ms. New Booty, thank you ma'am
Bottom broad brought me back, dawg this money changing hands

A lot this way, a little that away
Earn Sunday through Friday, spend on Saturday
Yeah that's the play, get it up and keep it up there
Heat it up slow, let him quickly beat it up, yeah

Heat it up when this shit drop in them big spots
Where the players let them bottles pop
See the steam on her back when her hips pop
She get it real hot, so heat it up girl

Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there

What it is? Tell me the good news
I got a tool in my draws that you should use
Give that thang a good bruise, beat it on up
Girl you've been misused, heat it on up

I'm gone show you, what it was made for
Actin' like you scared and unprepared, but you ain't though
Grab your ankles, yeah that's the angle
I'm gone make a stank hoe of daddy's little angel

I'm at the condo, with General Patton
Losers make excuses, winners make it happen
We can pull the rides out, give you somethin' to cry about
Give you somethin' to lie about, inspiration while you pout

We can pull the broads out, in a straight line
Yours ain't fine fuck it, here, take mines
Dude you way behind, get on Bubba K. time
I'm light years ahead, have a light beer instead, yeah

Heat it up when this shit drop in them big spots
Where the players let them bottles pop
See the steam on her back when her hips pop
She get it real hot, so heat it up girl

Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there

Heat it up when this shit drop in them big spots
Where the players let them bottles pop
See the steam on her back when her hips pop
She get it real hot, so heat it up girl

Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there

There, there
There, there
There, there
...

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Ci &Amp; Jojo - Game Face - Lyrics - X - K

Title: Ci &Amp; Jojo - Game Face
Album: X
Artist: K
Composer(s): Stephen Garrett, Tim Mosley

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Lyric:
Don't give me an inch 'coz I'll take it all now
Another style for you to hate
I sat up today, my style in the straight
And if you care to relate

No, you can't copy me 'coz I been changed
Stay in your lane, remain with the straight
Don't you cross that line, you goin' out of your mind
I got that grind, so don't you hate

You can judge me wrong
Don't leave home without my game face on
Got it goin' on
See my head is strong
Don't leave home without my game face on
Gotta keep it on

Try to play me wrong
Never forget you've got a game face on
Got it goin' on
When I wrote this song
Saw it in the mirror with my game face on
Got it goin' on

Got it keep it on, stay true to the bone
Freak of the moan, so where they goin'
Gotta be in the zone, no chaperones
No earphone, it's time to get it on

I don't know what you all be on
But got be strong, I'm about ready to move on
Like Fidel Castro or Al Capone, Jodeci
Everybody wants to go

You can judge me wrong
Don't leave home without my game face on
Got it goin' on
See my head is strong
Don't leave home without my game face on
Gotta keep it on

Try to play me wrong
Never forget you've got a game face on
Got it goin' on
When I wrote this song
Saw it in the mirror with my game face on
Got it goin' on

Got my game face on
Got my game face on, gentlemen
Steady, yeah

You can judge me wrong
Don't leave home without my game face on
Got it goin' on
See my head is strong
Don't leave home without my game face on
Gotta keep it on

Try to play me wrong
Never forget you've got a game face on
Got it goin' on
When I wrote this song
Saw it in the mirror with my game face on
Got it goin' on

You can judge me wrong
Don't leave home without my game face on
Got it goin' on
See my head is strong
Don't leave home without my game face on
Gotta keep it on

Try to play me wrong
Never forget you've got a game face on
Got it goin' on
When I wrote this song
Saw it in the mirror with my game face on
Got it goin' on

You can judge me wrong
Don't leave home without my game face on
Got it goin' on
See my head is strong
Don't leave home without my game face on
Gotta keep it on

Try to play me wrong
Never forget you've got a game face on
Got it goin' on
When I wrote this song
Saw it in the mirror with my game face on
Got it goin' on

I got my game face on
You better walk a straight line

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Valley Of Chrome - Lyrics - Skull & Bones - Cypress Hill

Title: Valley Of Chrome
Album: Skull & Bones
Artist: Cypress Hill
Composer(s): Louis M. Freeze, Lawrence Muggerud, Senen Reyes

Lyric:
You can't hide from the man with the master plan
Huntin' for your head, how I could just kill a man?
Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low, damn
Got you on the camcorder in the black minivan

You crossed line, time for the light to blind
You can run but I never be far behind
You never know when it's gonna come, paranoid
'Cuz the mentality is seek and destroy

Better look around before you come out your door
'Cuz shit catches up but you don't want no more
Only time will provide the right sign for real
You might die 'cuz you hesitate to find the steel

You better never let me catch you alone
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
You might die in the valley of chrome
Keepin' on, keepin' on, keep, keep, keepin' on

You better never let me catch you alone
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
You might die in the valley of chrome
Keepin' on, keepin' on, keep, keep, keepin' on

Listen up motherfuckers I got shit on my mind
The spotlight's on me and it's time to shine
I smack any brat that be jumpin' outta line
I smoke any fool try to diss on my rhyme
I get y'all, wearin' no one can't protect y'all

Wash your brain and have you infiltrate the
Same bunch of suckers that be tryin' to hate me
Wanna take me out so they can try and replace me
Fuck what ya heard, have ya seen lately
The size of my clan is improving greatly

No one will hold 'em back, bringin' the big heater
Watch a nigga run scared, faster than a cheetah
Speed of light, move faster than sound
But I'm still on they back and I'm gaining much ground

You better never let me catch you alone
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
You might die in the valley of chrome
Keepin' on, keepin' on, keep, keep, keepin' on

You better never let me catch you alone
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
You might die in the valley of chrome
Keepin' on, keepin' on, keepin' on

No matter what you seen, we still smokin' the green
Represent for all the people still a part of the scheme
Playa haters, imitators wanna roll with the team
But they fade away, hate away, all for the cream

They wanna instigate to get a me to forget my stake?
Take advantage of the rilla, rob killa who scrapes
Cuban motherfuckers who don't know who I am
Better step aside suckers watch the heater expand

Get outta hand, see the light, you and your clan
Better scram outta here before you get slammed
I stand strong, keepin' on, when I'm rollin' alone
But you sorry bitches hideaway, place unknown

You better never let me catch you alone
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
You might die in the valley of chrome
Keepin' on, keepin' on, keepin' on, keepin' on

You better never let me catch you alone
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
You might die in the valley of chrome
Keepin' on, keepin' on, keepin' on

You better never let me catch you alone
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
You might die in the valley of chrome
Keepin' on, keepin' on, keepin' on, keepin' on

You better never let me catch you alone
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
You might die in the valley of chrome
Keepin' on, keepin' on, keepin' on

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