Kiss The Girl (Remix) - Lyrics - Ashley Tisdale

Title: Kiss The Girl (Remix)
Artist: Ashley Tisdale
Composer(s): Alan Menken, H Ashman

Lyric:
There you see her
Sitting there across the way
She don't got alot to say
But there's something about her

And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss girl

Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
It's possible she wants you too
There's one way to ask her

It don't take a word, not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl, kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Looks like the boy's too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la
Ain't that sad
It's such a shame, too bad

You're gonna miss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl, kiss the girl

Now's your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon
Boy, you better do it soon
The time will be better

She don't say a word
And she won't say a word
Until you kiss that girl, kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Looks like the boy's too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la

Ain't that sad
It's such a shame, too bad
You're gonna miss the girl

Sha la la la la la
Don't be scared
You better be prepared
Go on and kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la
Don't stop now
Don't try to hide it

How you wanna kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl, kiss the girl

Oh, kiss the girl, kiss the girl
La la la la, la la la la
Go on and kiss the girl
La la la la, la la la la
Go on and kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Looks like the boy's too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la
Ain't that sad
It's such a shame
Too bad, you're gonna miss the girl

La la la la, La la la la
Go on and kiss the girl
Go on and kiss that girl!

La la la la, La la la la
Go on and kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl

Kiss the girl
Kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl!

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Kiss Kiss (Remix) - Lyrics - Chris Brown

Title: Kiss Kiss (Remix)
Artist: Chris Brown
Composer(s): Christopher Brown, Faheem Najm

Lyric:
Yo this is Nappy Boy Radio live
With your boy T-Pain, we love rap music
Listen, uh, we got a caller on line one
Caller, what's your problem?

Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain
How's it goin'?
It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' her things she used to do and oh

I got just what you need
Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it hear first Nappy Boy Radio
We love you

Hey, she want that lovey dovey
(Lovey dovey)
That kiss, kiss
(Kiss, kiss)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout gettin' with me

They hatin' on me
(Hatin' on me)
They wanna diss, diss
(Kiss, kiss)
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be

She want that lovey dovey
(Lovey dovey)
That kiss, kiss
(Kiss, kiss)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout gettin' with me

They hatin' on me
(Hatin' on me)
They wanna diss, diss
(Kiss, kiss)
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be

I'm a country boy from Tappahannock, VA is where I reside
So shawty understand it and I know I just turned 18
And I get a little mannish and you see the bandana hangin'
That means I'm like a bandit like, like a bandit, bandit

I got paper girl, the Lamborghini
With the spider seats, you never seen it
So get it shawty, we parkin' lot pimpin' in my dome
And I know what you want

She want that lovey dovey
(Lovey dovey)
That kiss, kiss
(Kiss, kiss)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout gettin' with me

They hatin' on me
(Hatin' on me)
They wanna diss, diss
(Kiss, kiss)
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be

She want that lovey dovey
(Lovey dovey)
That kiss, kiss
(Kiss, kiss)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout gettin' with me

They hatin' on me
(Hatin' on me)
They wanna diss, diss
(Kiss, kiss)
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be

I'm the epitome of this demonstration, I got the remedy
You feelin' me, so why is you hatin' my anatomy?
It's bird like, yeah, you heard right
Girl, I'm the king so that means I'm fly, fly

If you with it girl, get it poppin'
Girl with me, ain't no stoppin'
So get it shawty, we parking lot pimpin' in my dome
I know what you want

She want that lovey dovey
(Lovey, dovey)
That kiss, kiss
(Kiss, kiss)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout gettin' with me

They hatin' on me
(Hatin' on me)
They wanna diss, diss
(Kiss, kiss)
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be

She want that lovey dovey
(Lovey dovey)
That kiss, kiss
(Kiss, kiss)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout gettin' with me

They hatin' on me
(Hatin' on me)
They wanna diss, diss
(Kiss, kiss)
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be

Shawty, let me holla at you, you so hot, hot, hot, hot
You think I'd be hollen', if you not, not, not, not?
I'm king of the town, you can take a look around
Teddy Penderaz down is in the spot, spot, spot, spot

I got money on me
Baby girl, no problem
You rollin' shawty?
Let's hit McDonald's
It's TP and CB, I'm a Nappy Boy

She want that lovey dovey
(Lovey dovey)
That kiss, kiss
(Kiss, kiss)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout gettin' with me

They hatin' on me
(Hatin' on me)
They wanna diss, diss
(Kiss, kiss)
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be

She want that lovey dovey
(Lovey dovey)
That kiss, kiss
(Kiss, kiss)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout gettin' with me

They hatin' on me
(Hatin' on me)
They wanna diss, diss
(Kiss, kiss)
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be, yeah

We are live back on Nappy Boy Radio, this is your boy DJ Pain
I gotta get outta here man, I just wanna leave with it
If you ain't got it by now then you're just ain't getting it

Let's go, Nappy Boy and Pretty Boy
Nappy Boy and Pretty Boy
Boy, I say, Nappy Boy and Pretty Boy
Nappy, Nappy, Nappy and Pretty Boy
Let's go

5, 4, 3, 0, yeah

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Can I Take You Home (Remix) - Lyrics - Jamie Foxx

Title: Can I Take You Home (Remix)
Artist: Jamie Foxx
Composer(s): Timothy Z Mosley, Stephen Ellis Garrett

Lyric:
You know what I want want
I know what you want want
Tell me what I want want
I'll tell you what you want want

You know what I want want
I know what you want want
Tell me what I want want
I'll tell you what you want want

So many ladies in the rooom
(In the rooom)
All that I can see is you
(See is you)
This dime piece is in this plaace
(Plaace)
But you came through and took the case

'Cause I know what I like
And I know what I want
And I know how to get it
Let me in your world

Yes I know what I like
And I know what I want
(Want)
And I know how to get it
Let me prove it to you one on one

Can I take you home girl
(Can I take you home girl)
Get you all alone girl
(Get you all alone girl)
And do you like I want to
Kiss you like I want to
(Kiss it like I want to)

Can I take you home girl
Get you all alone girl
(Get you all alone girl)
And do you like I want to
Kiss you like I want to
And love you like I want to

I'm staring at you eye to eye
(Eye to eye)
I'm nothin' like these other guys
(Other guys)
Let me drop this on yo mind
(On yo mind)
I'm not here to waste your time

'Cause I know what I like
(I know what I)
And I know what I want
(I know what I)
And I know how to get it
Let me in your world

Yes I know what I like
And I know what I want
(What I want)
And I know how to get it
Let me prove it to you one on one

Can I take you home girl
(Can I take you home girl)
Get you all alone girl
(Get you all alone girl)
And do you like I want to
Kiss you like I want to
(Kiss you, kiss you)

Can I take you home girl?
(can I take you home girl)
Get you all alone girl
(And get you all alone girl)

And do you like I want to
(And do you do you do you do you)
Kiss you like I want to
And love you like I want to

I don't wanna leave
(I don't wanna leave)
Unless you leavin' with me babe
(You leavin' wit me babe)
Now I believe in fate
It's like heaven sent you girl
(Heaven sent you to me)

I don't wanna leave
(I don't wanna leave)
Unless you leavin' with me babe
(You leavin' wit me, baby)
Now I believe in fate
It's like heaven sent you girl

You know what I want want
I know what you want want
Tell me what I want want
I'll tell you what you want want
You know what I want want

I know what you want want
(I know what you want want you know what I want want)
Tell me what I want want
I'll tell you what you want want

Can I take you home girl
(Can I take you home girl)
Get you all alone girl
(Get you all alone girl)
And do you like I want to
(And do you like I want to)
Kiss you like I want to
(Kiss you like I ooh)

Can I take you home girl
(I'm just down the street baby)
Get you all alone girl
(Come and go wit me)
And do you like I want to
(And do you like I want)

Kiss you like I want to
(Kiss you like I)
And love you like I want to
(Love you like I want to babe)

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Turn Me On [Remix] - Lyrics - Kevin Lyttle - Kevin Lyttle

Title: Turn Me On [Remix]
Album: Kevin Lyttle
Artist: Kevin Lyttle
Composer(s): C Sills, A Hennings, M Scandrick, Kevin Lyttle, L Maxwell, D Jones, M Keith, Q Parker

Lyric:
Oh yeah, ah ah ah
Is, ah, big dancehall song in know
Madzard alongside Kevin Lyttle
You know how it is
You know how we go
You know

For the longest while we jamming in the party
And you wining on me
Pushing everything up
Right back on top of me
(Tea hey ai)

But if you think you're gonna get away from me
You better change your mind
You're going home
You're going home with me tonight

Let me hold you
Girl, caress my body
You got me going crazy
You turn me on
Turn me on

Let me jam you
Girl wine all around me
You got me going crazy
You turn me on
Turn me on

The girl, ya nah go get way tonight
If she think mad man nah go fight
Me done feed her with popcorn and Sprite
Now she whar come fly way like kite

Ooh yeah yeah
Ooh yeah yeah
Ooh yeah yeah yeah
Ooh yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

One hand on the ground and
Bumper clock sky high
Wining hard on me
Got my Python
Hollerin' for mercy yeah hey ai

Then I whisper in her ear
So wine harder
And then she said to me
Boy push that thing
Push it harder back on me

So
Let me hold you
Girl, caress me body
You got me going crazy
You turn me on
Turn me on

Let me jam you
Girl wine all around me
You got me going crazy
You turn me on
Turn me on

Girl just hug me, hug me
Kiss me, squeeze me
Hug me, hug me
Kiss and caress me

Girl just hug me, hug me
Kiss me, squeeze me
Hug me, hug me
Kiss and caress me

The girl ya nah go get way tonight
If she think madd man nah go fight
Me done feed her with popcorn and Sprite
Now she whar come fly like kite

For the longest while we jamming in the party
And you're wining on me
Pushing everything up
Right back on top of me
(Tea hey ai)

But if you think you're gonna get away from me
You better change you're mind
You're going home
Your going home with me tonight

Let me jam you
Girl wine all around me
You got me going crazy
You turn me on
Turn me on

Girl just hug me, hug me
Kiss me, squeeze me
Hug me, hug me
Kiss and caress me

Girl just hug me, hug me
Kiss me, squeeze me
Hug me, hug me
Kiss and caress me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ouh yeah

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With You (Remix) - Lyrics - Chris Brown

Title: With You (Remix)
Artist: Chris Brown
Composer(s): Espen Lind, Johnata M Austin, Amund Bjorklund, Mikkel Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen

Lyric:
I need you, boo, I gotta see you, boo
And the hearts all over the world tonight
Said the hearts all over the world tonight
And I need you, boo, I gotta see you, boo
And the hearts all over the world tonight
Said the hearts all over the world tonight

Hey, little mama, ooh, you're a stunner
Hot little figure, yes, you a winner
And I'm so glad to be yours
You're a class all your own

And, ooh, little cutie, when you talk to me
I swear the whole world stops, you're my sweetheart
And I'm so glad that you?re mine
You are one of a kind

And you mean to me what I mean to you
And together, baby, there is nothing we won't do
?Cause if I got you I don't need money
I don't need cars, girl, you're my all

And, oh, I'm into you
And, girl, no one else would do
?Cause with every kiss and every hug
You make me fall in love

And now I know I can be the only one
I bet it?s hearts all over the world tonight
With the love of their life
Who feel what I feel when I'm

With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, girl
With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, oh girl

I don't want nobody else
Without you there?s no one left and
You're like Jordans on Saturday
I gotta have you and I can not wait now

Hey, little shorty, say you care for me
You know I care for you, you know that I'll be true
You know that I won't lie, you know that I will try
To be your everything

?Cause if I got you I don't need money
I don't need cars, girl, you're my all

And, oh, I'm into you
And, girl, no one else would do
?Cause with every kiss and every hug
You make me fall in love

And now I know I can be the only one
I bet it?s hearts all over the world tonight
With the love of their life
Who feel what I feel when I'm

With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, oh
With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, yeah

And I will never try to deny
That you are my whole life
?Cause if you ever let me go I would die
So I won't front

I don't need another woman
I just need your all or nothing
?Cause if I got that then I'll be straight
Baby, you're the best part of my day

I need you, boo, I gotta see you, boo
And the hearts all over the world tonight
Said the hearts all over the world tonight
They need their boo, I gotta see you, boo
And the hearts all over the world tonight
Said the hearts all over the world tonight

And, oh, I'm into you
And, girl, no one else would do
?Cause with every kiss and every hug
You make me fall in love

And now I know I can be the only one
I bet it?s hearts all over the world tonight
With the love of their life
Who feel what I feel when I'm

With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, girl
With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, oh

With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, yeah

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Gone Til November (The Makin' Runs Remix) - Lyrics - Wyclef Jean

Title: Gone Til November (The Makin' Runs Remix)
Artist: Wyclef Jean
Composer(s): Wyclef Jean, Terence Kelly Kelly, Harvey Ostin

Lyric:
I dedicate this record the carnival to all you brothers takin' long trips
Down south, Virginia, Baltimore all round the world
And your girl gets this message that you ain't comin' back
She sittin' back in her room, da lights is off
She's cryin', and then my voice comes in pow
And in the middle of the night and this is what I tell her for you

Every time I make a run, girl you turn around and cry
I ask myself why, oh why?
See you must understand I can't work a 9 to 5
So I'll be gone till November

Said I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November
You tell my girl I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November
I'll be gone 'til November, you tell my girl yo I'll be gone till November

January, February, March, April, May
I see you cryin' but girl I can't stay
I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November
And give a kiss to my motha

When I come back there be no time to clock
I'll have enough money to buy out the glocks
Tell my brotha go to school in September
So he won't mess up in summer school in da summer

Tell my cousin Jerry wear his condom
If you don't wear condom you see a red line
Oh, you sucka M.C's you got no flow
I heard ya style you S O, S O

Every time I make a run, girl you turn around and cry
I ask myself why, oh why?
See you must understand I can't work a 9 to 5
So I'll be gone till November

Said I'll be gone till November I'll be gone till November
You tell my girl I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November
I'll be gone 'til November, you tell my girl yo I'll be gone till November

January, February, March, April, May
I see you cryin' but girl I can't stay
I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November
And give a kiss to my motha

I had to flick nothin' and turn it in to somethin'
Hip-Hop turns to the future of rock when I smash a pumpkin
Commit treason now I have a reason
To hunt you down it's only right its rappers season, yeah you

With the loud voice posin' like your top choice
I make a hertz out of ya rolls Royce
Besides I got my girl to remember and I committed that
I'll be back in November

Every time I make a run, girl you turn around and cry
I ask myself why, oh why?
See you must understand I can't work a 9 to 5
So I'll be gone till November

Said I'll be gone till November I'll be gone till November
You tell my girl I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November
I'll be gone 'til November, you tell my girl yo I'll be gone till November

January, February, March, April, May
I see you cryin' but girl I can't stay
I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November
And give a kiss to my motha
I know the hustle?s hard, but we gotta enterprise, the carnival

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Sex Me (Part 1) - Lyrics - R. Kelly

Title: Sex Me (Part 1)
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): R Kelly

Lyric:
Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Oh yeah, it's time for that sex me remix to pop off
You know what I'm sayin'?
Check it out, this is going to take off your clothes tip
So fellas grab your ladies and make it real wet

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Listen to the remix, baby
Come here, girl

Come over here and let me take off your clothes
'Cause things I wanna do to you, nobody has to know
Just lay your body right here, lady have no fear
'Cause ecstasy is near, oh yes it is

Any unexpected positions
Anything unexpected, bring it on
Any secret fantasies
You see I will fulfill as long as you sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Yeah, now be a good time
To put your hands on those dukes and get closer
Here we go

Now let me feel your body next to mine
I wanna see you sweat, girl, you're so very wet, yes
Now put me inside of you, do what you wanna do, yeah
'Cause this is my remix, baby, and I'm gonna need all of you, sing it

Any unexpected positions
Anything unexpected, bring it on, yeah
Any secret fantasies
Anything secret, I'll fulfill as long as you sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Let me kiss you in the right place
So I can see 'Sex me baby' written on your face
Slow baby, slow baby steady as we go
Up and down to a sixty-nine tempo

Yeah, now throw your body parts around
Now let me hear you make a ooh aah sound
'Cause I'm your lover man
So call your other man and say you found another man

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Ooh na, na, na, na, na, na
Your body, na, na, na, na
Ooh na, na, na, na, na, na
Your body, na, na, na, na

Ooh na, na, na, na, na, na
Your body, na, na, na, na
Ooh na, na, na, na, na, na
Your body, na, na, na, na

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Sex Me (Parts I & Ii) - Lyrics - R. Kelly

Title: Sex Me (Parts I & Ii)
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): R Kelly

Lyric:
Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Oh yeah, it's time for that sex me remix to pop off
You know what I'm sayin'?
Check it out, this is going to take off your clothes tip
So fellas grab your ladies and make it real wet

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Listen to the remix, baby
Come here, girl

Come over here and let me take off your clothes
'Cause things I wanna do to you, nobody has to know
Just lay your body right here, lady have no fear
'Cause ecstasy is near, oh yes it is

Any unexpected positions
Anything unexpected, bring it on
Any secret fantasies
You see I will fulfill as long as you sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Yeah, now be a good time
To put your hands on those dukes and get closer
Here we go

Now let me feel your body next to mine
I wanna see you sweat, girl, you're so very wet, yes
Now put me inside of you, do what you wanna do, yeah
'Cause this is my remix, baby, and I'm gonna need all of you, sing it

Any unexpected positions
Anything unexpected, bring it on, yeah
Any secret fantasies
Anything secret, I'll fulfill as long as you sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Let me kiss you in the right place
So I can see 'Sex me baby' written on your face
Slow baby, slow baby steady as we go
Up and down to a sixty-nine tempo

Yeah, now throw your body parts around
Now let me hear you make a ooh aah sound
'Cause I'm your lover man
So call your other man and say you found another man

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Baby, take off your clothes and come on
Turn off the lights 'cause girl it's on
Now that we are all alone
I want you to sex me

Ooh na, na, na, na, na, na
Your body, na, na, na, na
Ooh na, na, na, na, na, na
Your body, na, na, na, na

Ooh na, na, na, na, na, na
Your body, na, na, na, na
Ooh na, na, na, na, na, na
Your body, na, na, na, na

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Best Friend (Remix) - Lyrics - 50 Cent

Title: Best Friend (Remix)
Artist: 50 Cent
Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford, Valerie Simpson, Josephine Armstead, Curtis James Jackson

Lyric:
Yeah, it's my tape, man
Listen to my tape
I've waited, I've waited, time went by
All I could do is cry, silly, silly

If I was your best friend
I want you 'round all the time
Girl, I be your best friend
If you promise you'll be mine

Please, say he's just a friend
Now girl, let's not pretend
Either he is or he ain't your man
Please, say he's just a friend

If I was your best friend
I want you 'round all the time
Girl, I be your best friend
If you promise you'll be mine

Please, say he's just a friend
Now girl, let's not pretend
Either he is or he ain't your man
Please, say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

First we get the talkin' then we get the touchin'
If we get pass the phone games, we'll be fuckin'
I kiss like the French then put my tongue in your ear
Do it like the dogs, do it, girl and pull on your hair

For me, a different scenery just mean a different position
In the tub or on the sink, I improvise, now listen
In the chopper or on the jet, join the mile high club
I'm no fool, I know money can't buy me love

But I'm a different type of nigga that make sure that you know
Instead of a rose, there's a hundred dozen of those
See I see somethin' special when I look in your eyes
With your legs way back, I see this pussy is mine

If you ain't sure when I'm talkin', I don't tell you no lies
But there's things that you say that have me wonderin' why
When I don't say what I'm thinkin', it don't mean that I'm shy
Got on that shit you picked out for me that's why I'm so fly

If I was your best friend
I want you 'round all the time
Girl, I be your best friend
If you promise you'll be mine

Please, say he's just a friend
Now girl, let's not pretend
Either he is or he ain't your man
Please, say he's just a friend

If I was your best friend
I want you 'round all the time
Girl, I be your best friend
If you promise you'll be mine

Please, say he's just a friend
Now girl, let's not pretend
Either he is or he ain't your man
Please, say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

While you in your bubble bath, I'll come, wash on your back
When you puttin' on your lotion, I can help you with that
I sit and think of things to say that may make you smile
Or give you gifts from my heart to reflect my style

Or slang I use when we build may change how you talk
And if I'm focused while I'm strokin', I could change how you walk
There's a swagger that you come with when you come from New York
I'm a hustler, I just hustle in the things that I bought

Separate me from the rest, I feel like I'm the best
If there's a price to pay for feelin' you, I pay that twice
I'm as ghetto as it gets, girl, you know that's right
I ain't got nothin' to hide, baby, I tell you my secrets

'Fore you end up bein 'round long enough to peep shit
I get closer to you, I mean closer than close
I get into you, after I take off my clothes
Girl, I been into you, mentally long before

If I was your best friend
I want you 'round all the time
Girl, I be your best friend
If you promise you'll be mine

Please, say he's just a friend
Now girl, let's not pretend
Either he is or he ain't your man
Please, say he's just a friend

If I was your best friend
I want you 'round all the time
Girl, I be your best friend
If you promise you'll be mine

Please, say he's just a friend
Now girl, let's not pretend
Either he is or he ain't your man
Please, say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

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Hot &Amp; Wet (Remix) - Lyrics - Hot & Wet - 112

Title: Hot &Amp; Wet (Remix)
Album: Hot & Wet
Artist: 112
Composer(s): Christopher Bria Bridges, Quinnes Parker, Michael Keith, Sean Combs, Steven Jordan, Marvin E Scandrick, Daron Tavaris Jones

Lyric:
I wanna show you how I feel, don't hold back, here's my love
Baby, you're the one for me
I wanna know, how can we get down tonight?
No more game, let's spend some time
Baby, won't you give it to me? Just give it to me, baby

You don't know what you do to me the way you touch, baby
Girl, I'm tired of playin' games, are you ready?
I love it when you're on top of it, so spread it
Won't you just give it to me? Girl, we can do it

Hot & wet
Girl you make me wanna sweat
When you touch me like that
Girl, you know I wanna give it to you

Hot & wet
Girl you make me wanna sweat
When you touch me like that
Girl, you know I wanna give it to you

Baby, now it's gettin' late, don't stop now, I can't wait
To show you belong to me
Know how I like it, take your time, close your eyes
Let me show you what real love should be
Girl, you don't know, baby

You don't know what you do to me the way you touch, baby
Girl, I'm tired of playin' games, are you ready?
I love it when you're on top of it, so spread it
Won't you just give it to me? Girl, we can do it

Hot & wet
Girl you make me wanna sweat
When you touch me like that
Girl, you know I wanna give it to you

Hot & wet
Girl, you make me wanna sweat
When you touch me like that
Girl, you know I wanna give it to you

Now baby, you don't work if you work it tweak it, twork it
I feel like your every imperfection is perfect
Luda, yea, what you heard is true
I'll make you do things you ain't even know you can do

Got 'em weak in the knees 'cuz my back is strong
And you wonder why your girls wanna tag along
'Cuz them birds are jealous my words are embellish
Plus they heard I kiss every curve and crevice

I'm too hot to handle, I rock your mantle
When I play 112 and light 16 candles
Deep sea fishin' in your favorite position
Every time you moan I pay close attention

Flip 'em like a pancake show me somethin'
Or we can bring in your vibratin' tongue ring
Let's mountain climb 'til we reach the peak
The technique will make you sweat
But don't sweat the technique

Hot & wet
Girl, you make me wanna sweat
When you touch me like that
Girl, you know I wanna give it to you

Hot & wet
Girl, you make me wanna sweat
When you touch me like that
Girl, you know I wanna give it to you

I'm gonna keep you hot & wet
Girl, I'm gonna make you sweat
Can get more close to me
And I love it when you're all over me

I'm gonna just [Incomprehensible]
Touch it, love it, freak it all night
I'm givin' it all to you
[Incomprehensible] gotta keep it

Hot & wet
Girl you make me wanna sweat
When you touch me like that
Girl, you know I wanna give it to you

Hot & wet
Girl you make me wanna sweat
When you touch me like that
Girl, you know I wanna give it to you

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It'S Over Now (Remix) - Lyrics - 112

Title: It'S Over Now (Remix)
Artist: 112
Composer(s): Quinnes Parker, Michael Keith, Sylvia Robinson, Melvin Glover, Marvin E Scandrick, Daron Jones

Lyric:
What is this numbers in your pocket
I remember when you used to throw those things away
Why do you wanna keep in touch now
Who gave you a reason to act so shady

Baby, you know you can call me anytime
Anything you needed I would give it to you
Ooh, that's how much I care for you
You wanna act now

Never call me back now
Turning off your cell phone
Girl, you know that ain't cool
Yes, I don't understand, baby, yeah

Baby, it's a shame we gotta go through this
We can't even talk, girl, we don't even kiss
I never would've thought we'd be breaking up like this
But it's over now, it's over now

You think that I don't know what's going on
?Cause you're always home alone and I'm always out of town
You need to stop trying to play me
?Cause you can't even fade me
I know you're messing around, baby

Baby, you know you can call me anytime
Anything you needed I would give it to you
That's how much I care for you, baby
You wanna act now

Never call me back now
Turning off your cell phone
Girl, you know that ain't cool
Oh, I don't understand baby

Baby, it's a shame we gotta go through this
We can't even talk, girl, we don't even kiss
I never would've thought we'd be breaking up like this
But it's over now, it's over now

Baby, it's a shame we gotta go through this
We can't even talk, girl, we don't even kiss
I never would've thought we'd be breaking up like this
But it's over now, it's over now

Baby, it's a shame, a shame that we go through
The things that we go through
When you're in love with me and I'm in love with you
I think that we should talk about our problems
Instead of running away

Oh, baby it's a shame, we couldn't work it out
Forgot what love was all about
And the feelings we had from the start
My heart will always be with you, oh
Girl, it's a shame

Baby, it's a shame we gotta go through this
We can't even talk, girl, we don't even kiss
I never would've thought we'd be breaking up like this
But it's over now, it's over now

Baby, it's a shame we gotta go through this
We can't even talk, girl, we don't even kiss
I never would've thought we'd be breaking up like this
But it's over now, it's over now

Baby, it's a shame we gotta go through this
We can't even talk, girl, we don't even kiss
I never would've thought we'd be breaking up like this
But it's over now, it's over now
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And Then We Kiss - Junkie Xl Remix - Lyrics - B In The Mix, The Remixes - Britney Spears

Title: And Then We Kiss - Junkie Xl Remix
Album: B In The Mix, The Remixes
Artist: Britney Spears
Composer(s): Steve Torch, Paul Barry, Britney Spears

Lyric:
Lying alone touching my skin I'm falling under
A girl like me and I can't hold it in, it makes me wonder
Is this for real? It's not what it seems
You're like an angel, I'm running now my feet off the ground, oh

Take me, touch me
Won't you hold me close?

And then we kiss, your love comes alive on my lips
I feel a rush coming over me, over me
And when we touch this moment when everything's still
I close my eyes and then we kiss

The feel of your hand as it touches my hair it makes me tremble
Don't wanna let go of the feelings we share, so baby, go slow
Our hearts beating fast and my body cries yeah, yeah
I want it to last this burning inside, we're getting deeper

Take me, touch me
Won't you hold me close?

And then we kiss, your love comes alive on my lips
I feel a rush coming over me, over me
And when we touch this moment when everything's still
I close my eyes and then we kiss

You're drifting the sun comes up
You're fading you seem so far
I don't know if I'm awake
Open my eyes and then we we we kiss

Take me, touch me
Won't you hold me close?

And then we kiss, your love comes alive on my lips
I feel a rush coming over me, over me
And when we touch this moment when everything's still
I close my eyes and then we kiss

And then we kiss and then we kiss
And when we touch this moment when everything's still
I close my eyes and then we kiss

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Thug N U Thug N Me [Remix] - Lyrics - Until The End Of Time - 2pac

Title: Thug N U Thug N Me [Remix]
Album: Until The End Of Time
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Johnny Jackson, Jewell Peyton, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
Ay, come on JoJo, 'Pac
Yeah, that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me

By age thirteen I was buck wild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood never be the same
Walked in my daddy's shoes
No time to be a peaceful man had to shatter fools
That's 'til I put my eyes on you
Goddamn, sweetheart you got some thighs on you
Now I can't wait to get you home, get you all alone
In my bedroom, baby can we bone, and get it on

Tell me lady how you like me
And if you want it harder baby, come and bite me
But do it lightly 'cause that excites me to let it pop
And if you lick me right, I'll do it all night
Only got fucked by a drug dealer
Never felt the real passion of a thug nigga
Though I like the way you scream when you lovin' me
I'm goin' deep, it's the thug in me, so whatchu sayin' girl?

A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna put in you
A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna give to you, girl

Moan baby when we bone it's on
It's so strong niggaz in the next room'll cum
I got ya head swingin', tongue kissin'
As I hit it from the back with the bed ringin'
Give me space as I lick ya face, stick the place
Synchronize so I drive when they kick the bass
Love fuckin' in tha mo'nin, I get ya wet and bust a sweat
Then I'm gone, left you on yo' own girl

Tell me what you feel like, blindfolded
I'm cold do it real nice that's if it feel right
Maybe it's the thug in me
I pull ya hair while we fuckin' in the chair
When ya lovin' me up against the wall
You can have it all, just try bet my kiss
Can get you high, don't pass by
Grab me by my nuts when I'm lovin' you
Now open up and let me put the thug in you

A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna put in you
A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna give to you, girl

Say baby what's your phone number?
Be warned, I'm like a storm with my own thunder
I make the room rumble in and out long stroke
Hold ya breath now, close your eyes deep throat
Did you like it? Ooh, I'm excited
'Cause it's a party in my bedroom, you're invited
C'mon now, let me see ya shake your rump
Tell me how long will it take to cum, havin' fun

Do it one on one and we can all get involved
First y'all do me, then I'll fuck y'all
When you call me the next day
To get sexed by a nigga in the best way
Yeah, baby it's a price to pay, only play in the fast lane
When you a hustler, motherfuck a cash came
I gotcha goin' wild, 'cause I'm lovin' you
Drugged out with this motherfuckin' thug in you

A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna put in you
A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna give to you, girl

A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna put in you
A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that I wanna give to you, girl

I don't wanna talk, I don't want no explanations
I don't got no motherfuckin' explanations, y'knahmsayin'?
It's the thug in me
Don't be askin' why I'm pullin' your hair
And why I fuck so motherfuckin' thuggish
That thug passion, y'knahmean?

Bitch, no mercy, what you scared of?
Didn't you come over here to get fucked?
You ain't come over here for me to be
Strokin', and all that bullshit
You came over here to get fucked

Shit, if I ain't fuck you thug style
Bitch you'd leave my house talkin' 'bout
"Tupac can't serve me"
Won't have me crossed up in that bullshit
Turn over, maybe it's the thug in me

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Kiss Kiss (Jah Wobble Remix) - Lyrics - Down Boy 2 - Holly Valance

Title: Kiss Kiss (Jah Wobble Remix)
Album: Down Boy 2
Artist: Holly Valance
Composer(s): Steve Welton Jaimes, Sezen Aksu, Juliette Jane Jaimes

Lyric:
When you look at me tell me what do you see
This is what you get, it's the way I am
When I look at you I wannabe, I wannabe
Somewhere close to heaven with Neanderthal man

Don't go, I know you want to touch me
Here there and everywhere
Sparks fly when we are together
You can't deny the facts of life

You don't have to act like a star
Try your moves in the back of your car
Don't you know that we can go far
Because tonight you gonna get my

Don't play the games that you play
'Cause you know that I won't run away
Why ain't you asking me to stay
Because tonight I'm gonna give you my

You could be my baby, what's your star sign?
Won't you take a step into the lion's den?
I can hear my conscience calling me, calling me
Say I'm gonna be a bad girl again

Why don't you come on over
We can't leave this all undone
Got the devil on my shoulder
There's no place for you to run

You don't have to act like a star
Try your moves in the back of your car
Don't you know that we can go far
Because tonight you gonna get my

Don't play the games that you play
'Cause you know that I won't run away
Why ain't you asking me to stay
Because tonight I'm gonna give you my

If you forget I'll remind you
If you're paranoid I'm behind you
If you lose your head I'll find you
Sending you my kiss

If you forget I'll remind you
If you're paranoid I'm behind you
If you lose your head I'll find you
Kiss kiss

Don't go
I, I
I, I
Oh yeah

You don't have to act like a
Try your moves in the back of your
You know that we can go far
Because tonight you gonna get my

You don't have to act like a star
Try your moves in the back of your car
Don't you know that we can go far
Because tonight you gonna get my

Don't play the games that you play
'Cause you know that I won't run away
Why ain't you asking me to stay
'Cause tonight I'm gonna give you my

You don't have to act like a star
Try your moves in the back of your car
Don't you know that we can go far
Because tonight you gonna get my

Don't play the games that you play
'Cause you know that I won't run away
Why ain't you asking me to stay
Because tonight I'm gonna give you my

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Thank God I Found You (Make It Last Forever Remix) - Lyrics - Joe

Title: Thank God I Found You (Make It Last Forever Remix)
Artist: Joe
Composer(s): Mariah Carey, James Iii Harris, Terry Steven Lewis, Teddy Riley, Keith Sweat

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Lyric:
Cluemanati
MC to the J.O.E
Nastradamus remix
For the world
Make it real, baby
Uh, Desert Storm, baby
Uh, check it
This for you

Thank God I found you
Let's show the world you're my golden girl, when we shoppin'
They see us on the streets, they say, "Son, scooped a hot one"
You taste like banana cake, you shaped like the number eight
And you my number one candidate

I can't lose you, it's like I'm bettin' in Vegas, crucial
Sweatin' knowin' these players is wantin' you, Boo
I get the chills when you in my sight
Feels like it's meant to be right
I feel a rush when I kiss you at night, uh

Shorty knows she my baby girl and
Players haters try hard to get her
But she'll be lounging in my cradle tonight
Typically I wouldn't say this
But you see your love has got me faded
No girl ever made me feel like you do

Oh I'm ma be here night after night to
Feel your lovin' arms around me
Baby baby, baby, baby, you make it all right
No one but you, baby, baby can make me feel
The way you make me, make me, make me feel

We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last
Make it last
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last

Don't let our let our love end
Oh don't you let it end
Make it last forever and ever
Thank God I found you

Your touch is wonderful
Your love is so marvelous
Joy, that's what I feel
When I'm with you, yeah

Nothing, no one, no one, boy
Could compare to what we have
Oh, no, baby
Love, it feels so good
I'm so glad you're mine

We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last
Make it last forever
We make it last, make it last
We make it last, make it last

Don't let our love end
No, no
Make it last forever and ever
Thank God I found you

What, a thug's dream wife, jeans tight, beautiful skin
Matchin' brown Timbs, hot as jalapenos
She knows how to hide the ninos
The rap root of Valentino
And B5 become the black Al Pacino

Relax, sweetie, in Benz you could watch the TV
Or lay back and pump Mariah's hot CD
And I'm ma touch you in the wrong places
Or we could walk through the park
Above in all faces, I'm lost in your love

Thank God I found you, you my crown jewel
I'm sayin', Boo, the type I'd give my last name to
At Lovers Lane put the top up
When it start to rain in the parkin' lot
Then we finish doin' our thing

Fog the windows gettin' very sentimental
Sippin' Cosmos with the cherry in the middle
I keep it honest, word to real, that's my promise
Signin' off, truly yours, Nastradamus

Thank God I found you
Thank God I found you
I was so lost without you
My every wish and every dream
Somehow became reality
But sometimes I can't blame my whole life

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He Loves You Not(Bad Boy Remix) - Lyrics - Dreams

Title: He Loves You Not(Bad Boy Remix)
Artist: Dreams
Composer(s): David Michael Frank, Pamela Eileen Sheyne, Steven A Kipner

Lyric:
Give it your all girl, give it all ya got
You can take a chance and take your best shot
Say what you want girl, do whatcha do
He's never gonna, gonna make it with you

Your pullin' petals of a flower tryin' to getcha way
Keep pullin' 'til it says what you wanna say
Girl you can pick a field full of daisies
But he'd still be my baby

And I know you can hardly wait 'til I'm away from him
He instinctively, I know what your thinkin'
You'll be givin' him an open invitation
But my baby won't be taken in

You can pout your cherry lips
Try to tempt him with a sweet kiss
(Sweet kiss)
You can bat your pretty eyes
He ain't got his hands tied

No chains to unlock
So free to do what he wants
He's into what he's got
He loves me, he loves you not

No matter what you do
He's never gonna be with you
He's into what he's got
He loves me, he loves you not

You're the kinda girl that's always up for do or dare
Only want him just because he's there
Always lookin' for a new ride
The grass is greener on the other side

You're the kinda girl who's not used to hearin' no
(No)
All your lovers try to take you where you wanna go
(Go)
Doesn't matter how hard you try
Your never gonna get with my guy

No chains to unlock
So free to do what he wants
(What he wants)
He's into what he's got
(And that's me)
He loves me, he loves you not

No matter what you do
He's never gonna be with you
(With you)
He's into what he's got
He loves me, he loves you not

Doesn't matter what you do
He's never gonna be with you

Give it your all girl, give it all ya got
You can take a chance and take your best shot
Say what you want girl, do whatcha do
He's never gonna make it with you

You can pout your cherry lips
Try to tempt him with a sweet kiss
(Sweet kiss)
You can bat your pretty eyes
(Pretty eyes)
He ain't got his hands tied

No chains to unlock
So free to do what he wants
He's into what he's got
He loves me, he loves you not

No matter what you do
He's never gonna be with you
He's into what he's got
(Take your best shot)
He loves me, he loves you not

No chains to unlock
So free to do what he wants
(What he wants)
He's into what he's got
(And that's me)
He loves me, he loves you not

No matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you
(He's my guy)
He's into what he's got
(And that's me)
He loves me, he loves you not
(Loves you not)

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Barbie Girl (Remix) - Lyrics - Aqua

Title: Barbie Girl (Remix)
Artist: Aqua
Composer(s): Claus Norren, Soren Rasted, Karsten Dahlgaard, Rene Dif, Johnny Mosegaard, Lene Nystrom

Lyric:
Hiya Barbie
Hi Ken!
You wanna go for a ride?
Sure, Ken!
Jump in!
Ha ha ha ha

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation

Come on, Barbie, let's go party

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation

I'm a blonde single girl in the fantasy world
Dress me up, make your time, I'm your dollie
You're my doll, rock 'n' roll, feel the glamor and pain
Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky

You can touch, you can play
If you say I'm always yours, ooh ooh ooh

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation

Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ah ah ah, yeah
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ah ah ah, yeah
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh

Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please
I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees
Come jump in, be my friend, let us do it again
Hit the town, fool around, let's go party

You can touch, you can play
If you say I'm always yours
You can touch, you can play
If you say I'm always yours

Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ah ah ah, yeah
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ah ah ah, yeah
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation

Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ah ah ah, yeah
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ah ah ah, yeah
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh

Oh, I'm having so much fun!
Well, Barbie, we're just getting started
Oh, I love you Ken!

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Ryde Or Die (Remix) - Lyrics - Dmx

Title: Ryde Or Die (Remix)
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): George Clinton, Edward Green, Kenneth Ifill, Erick Sermon, David Styles, Parrish Smith, Ron Banks, Eve Jeffers, Earl Simmons, Mel Jason Smalls, Jr., George Clinton, Ernesto Shaw, Jr., Ernesto Shaw, Jason Phillips, Ronald Banks, Sean Jacobs

Lyric:
Yo if gon' sleep on somethin', might as well be a bed
And if you gon' crack a nigga, might as well be a head
'Cause if you targettin' the L.O.X., you might as as well target a box
That you gon' sleep in' for years, all covered wit rocks

'Cause I think not, I pop shots, I double what y'all got
Ya hotshots ain't got blocks, Tu Puta Muchacha
From the days in school, now a motherfucker rule
And I could drop my chain in court, yeah, keeps ya cool

That's how ice be, I'm priceless, the iciest
And I don't gotta wear fatigues to blow out your chest
My bullets thump when I'm laced in some fly shit, punk
The baby nine be on the daily, ain't no poppin' a trunk

But if I pop the trunk, it's to hand you a rag
So you can wipe down the windows on the side of my Jag
Must I brag? My shit paid for, yours tagged
And every bitch you grabbed, Sheek bend 'em back

Ayo I hope you ain't tongue-kissin' your spouse
'Cause I be fuckin' her in the mouth
Type of nigga buck at your house
Too slick, means she be suckin' my dick

And before you know it, I'ma have her stuffin' my bricks
Jada, if I kiss you now, you'll die later
I been nice since niggaz was watchin' movies on Beta
Ready to clap, everybody givin' me gats
'Cause believe it or not, we be the ones settin' the traps

You listen to y'all shit, then listen to our shit
That's the reason now y'all niggaz ain't got shit
Ain't nuttin' y'all faggots could do but gossip
'Cause everytime I turn around y'all on the L.O.X. dick
Niggaz thats narrow, I just smack em wit the barrel
Give it to 'em at the light, like Kane's cousin Abel

The Ruff Ryders, what? The Ruff Ryders
The Ruff Ryders, what? The Ruff Ryders
The Ruff Ryders, what? The Ruff Ryders
The Ruff Ryders, what? The Ruff Ryders

Fuck you and your son, y'all low wit the scum
Show me the money, I'll show you a gun, motherfucker
SP'll spin the corner while you prolly within'
I clap you, I clap him, and that's rule number one

Suckin' my dick, and I don't give a fuck what you spit
Who you are, where you from, and who the fuck you can get
'Cause I sell records, plus I got a jail record
Y'all niggaz ain't sayin' shit until y'all bare weapons

And even when you dead, you can still fuckin' get it
A nigga that'll smack ya, fuck around and clap ya
Styles P, your favorite rapper's favorite rapper

Ain't no surprise niggaz, only fuck wit recognized niggaz
Baby girl want the world, gave ya pies niggaz
No tops, take em in' all shape and size niggaz
No lie, prefer them ready do or die niggaz

What? What you want? Cutey starin' at me like
"Damn, where you from?"
You be comin' at me like "Can I get some?"
Lick your lips for this brown sugar
Suck mine like a thumb, if you want, 'til I cum, uhh

The Ruff Ryders, what? The Ruff Ryders
The Ruff Ryders, what? The Ruff Ryders
The Ruff Ryders, what? The Ruff Ryders
The Ruff Ryders, what? The Ruff Ryders

I be the D R, A G, dash O N, slash often comma, burnin' niggaz often
They call me Drag-On, I'm hot scorchin'
Keep the block roastin' light a dutch wit the flames comin', toastin'
In my eyes you could see what summer's holdin'

Realizin', every guy I'll fry or dead rowdy
I burn to a degree of 130, and my gun dirty
'Cause it got one bury, so you better run
Hurry or catch one early

You wrong, tryin' to touch me, what type of shit you on?
You better through your boots on and your unflammable suits on
'Cause I'm comin' through wit a Yukon Black tinted wit gats in it
Catch you while you smokin', send your casket, throw the sack in it

But only half of it, 'cause y'all like half-ass dude
And we are one whole, and y'all niggaz is one slash two
My gun blast you, tryna out the flames, what're you, firemen?
You'll catch a hell of a Backdraft 'cause my fire retirin', alright then

It's my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water
Everyday I show another how a lover slaughter
Flood your daughter, full of more holes than spurges
Taxin' businessmen for stocks over lunches

Wit these, I shoot the breeze, and extort
Enough keys from the Cuban, to build a fuckin' fort
Caught up in somethin' that I can't control
Tryna get a hold of a bankroll, let's role

Catch bodies like a cold, and I stay slick so face it
Make me chase it, I take your life and erase it
Wasted, in the fuckin' streets 'cause it ain't worth shit
The undertaker take your ass under the earth quicker

I love money, but the scrambles hot
So I snatch up my man and the gamblin' spot
Twenty grand is got, when niggaz shot, one nigga less
What used to be his chest is now a mess under his fuckin' vest

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