Let'S Get Married (Remarquable Remix) - Lyrics - Jagged Edge

Title: Let'S Get Married (Remarquable Remix)
Artist: Jagged Edge
Composer(s): Brian Casey, Jermaine Dupri, Bryan Michael Cox, Brandon Casey

Lyric:
See, first of all, I know these so called playas wouldn't tell you this
But I'm a be real and say what's on my heart
Let's take this chance and make this love feel relevant
Didn't you know I loved you from the start, yeah

When I think about, all the years we've put in this relationship
Who knew we'd make it this far, then I think about
Where would I be if we were to just fall apart
And I can't stand the thought of losing you

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's get married, baby let's get married

Said I done it all, but frankly girl I'm tired of this emptiness
I wanna come home to you and only you
'Cause making love to just anyone ain't happening
I just gotta be with you

Do you think about, us finishing somethin' we started so long ago
I wanna give you my all
Do you think about, maybe us having some babies?
Come on won't you be my lady, forever, yeah

I'm ready to, commit to you
And I just can't wait for that night
'Cause I need you here with me
And let's start a family

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's just get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's get married

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Let'S Get Married - Lyrics - J.E. Heartbreak - Jagged Edge

Title: Let'S Get Married
Album: J.E. Heartbreak
Artist: Jagged Edge
Composer(s): Brian Casey, Jermaine Dupri, Bryan Michael Cox, Brandon Casey

Lyric:
See, first of all, I know these so called playas wouldn't tell you this
But I'm a be real and say what's on my heart
Let's take this chance and make this love feel relevant
Didn't you know I loved you from the start, yeah

When I think about, all the years we've put in this relationship
Who knew we'd make it this far, then I think about
Where would I be if we were to just fall apart
And I can't stand the thought of losing you

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's get married, baby let's get married

Said I done it all, but frankly girl I'm tired of this emptiness
I wanna come home to you and only you
'Cause making love to just anyone ain't happening
I just gotta be with you

Do you think about, us finishing somethin' we started so long ago
I wanna give you my all
Do you think about, maybe us having some babies?
Come on won't you be my lady, forever, yeah

I'm ready to, commit to you
And I just can't wait for that night
'Cause I need you here with me
And let's start a family

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's just get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's get married

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Let'S Get Married (Reception Remix) - Lyrics - Jagged Edge

Title: Let'S Get Married (Reception Remix)
Artist: Jagged Edge
Composer(s): Brian Casey, Jermaine Dupri, Bryan Michael Cox, Brandon Casey

Lyric:
See, first of all, I know these so called playas wouldn't tell you this
But I'm a be real and say what's on my heart
Let's take this chance and make this love feel relevant
Didn't you know I loved you from the start, yeah

When I think about, all the years we've put in this relationship
Who knew we'd make it this far, then I think about
Where would I be if we were to just fall apart
And I can't stand the thought of losing you

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's get married, baby let's get married

Said I done it all, but frankly girl I'm tired of this emptiness
I wanna come home to you and only you
'Cause making love to just anyone ain't happening
I just gotta be with you

Do you think about, us finishing somethin' we started so long ago
I wanna give you my all
Do you think about, maybe us having some babies?
Come on won't you be my lady, forever, yeah

I'm ready to, commit to you
And I just can't wait for that night
'Cause I need you here with me
And let's start a family

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's just get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Girl let's just get married, I just wanna get married

Meet me at the altar in your white dress
We ain't getting no younger, we might as well do it
Been feeling you all the while girl I must confess
Let's get married

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The Lady Suite - Lyrics - Maxwell

Title: The Lady Suite
Artist: Maxwell
Composer(s): Maxwell Gerald Da Menard

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Lyric:
It's been so long since I've seen you
And your chocolate legs wrapped around me
Your sexy smell drives me crazy
Let's get married, I'm walking down that highway

Suite lady, lady, lady, will you marry me?
Suite lady, lady, lady, will you marry me?

I never thought I would ever
Want matrimony forever
But you brought that suite deep familiar
Let's get married

Suite lady, lady, lady, will you marry me?
Suite lady, lady, lady, will you marry me?
Suite lady, lady, lady, will you marry me?
Suite lady, lady, lady, will you marry me?

I just want to say one time
Want to say one time

Suite lady, lady, lady
Suite lady, lady, lady
Suite lady, lady, lady
Suite lady, lady, lady

What you wanna do with me?
Do you wanna be with me?
C'mon baby, let's get married?
What you wanna do with me?
Do you wanna be with me?
C'mon baby, let's get married?
Come on, baby

What you wanna do with me?
Do you wanna be with me?
C'mon baby, let's get married?
What you wanna do with me?
Do you wanna be with me?
C'mon baby, let's get married?

What you wanna do with me?
Do you wanna be with me?
C'mon baby, let's get married?
What you wanna do with me?
Do you wanna be with me?
C'mon baby, let's get married?

Hey!

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Sexy - Lyrics - Elephunk - Black Eyed Peas

Title: Sexy
Album: Elephunk
Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Composer(s): Will Adams, Vinicius De Moraes, Antonio Carlos Jobin

Lyric:
I took your picture, with one particular reason
And it's ta capture your character
I like to sit and stare at cha
Ain't nothin' wrong with starin' at cha

Girl, don't get scared at the fact
That I envision us gettin' married and uh, ha
I ain't tryin' to rush nuttin' 'cause I ain't rushin'
It'll take a time like, "What's them things that move slow
You know them"

Damn! I can't think 'cause you on my mind
And when you on my mind I can't find
Anything that rhymes with the word rhyme
I gotta' rhyme rhyme with mixture

And speakin' of mixture, with you I wanna' be mixed up
I'm a record and your like a record, so let's let the DJ mix us
You're like an elixir, that got me tipsy
This is just like Ripley's, Believe It Or Not but I love ya

Girl, you really got me goin', outta control
(Outta control)
I don't know what I'm doin', let's let it go
And do what we do best, take off our clothes
(Take off our clothes)
We look better undressed, yeah

Let's get sexy, let's get sexy
Bounce some more, bounce some more
Fightin' is rightin', fightin' is rightin'
Let's get sexy, it's so much more excitin'

Let's get sexy, let's get sexy
Bounce some more, bounce some more
Fightin' is rightin', fightin' is rightin'
Let's get sexy, it's so much more excitin'

For you I'm a fanatic, I'm a addict
Your sexy antics turn me on like automatic
No need to get dramatic, but I gotta' have it
(Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme)

Gimme some of them sexual acrobatics
Kamasutra girl, anything that suits you girl
Stuff that you ain't used to girl
Come over here and let me show you just how Willy do it

I'm a freak and you knew it
You're a freak and I knew it
Baby, let's get to it 'cause

Girl, you really got me goin', outta control
(Outta control)
I don't know what I'm doin', let's let it go
And do what we do best, take off our clothes
(Take off our clothes)
We look better undressed, yeah

Let's start the S, S, E, X, X, X, X, X, X
(Okay, yeah, yes, yes, yes)

You take me to extasy, without takin' extasy
It's exactly like extasy, when you layin' right next to me
I'm sexin' you sexin' you, you sexin' me sexin' me
It feels so damn natural, what we doin' so naturally

I'm likin' you rubbin' me, and you likin' me rubbin' you
Da passions emaculate, while you lovin' me lovin' you
I put L O V in you, I love puttin' me in you
Make love to you, just like Sergio Mendes plays the piano

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If Momma Was Married - Lyrics - Gypsy - Bette Midler

Title: If Momma Was Married
Album: Gypsy
Artist: Bette Midler
Composer(s): Stephen Sondheim, Jule Styne

Lyric:
If Momma was married, we'd live in a house
As private as private can be
Just Momma, three ducks, five canaries, a mouse
Two monkeys, one father, six turtles and me
If Momma was married

If Momma was married, I'd jump in the air
And give all my toe shoes to you
I'd get all those hair ribbons out of my hair
And once and for all, I'd get Momma out too
If Momma was married

Momma get out your white dress
You've done it before without much success
Momma, Godspeed and God bless
We're not keeping score, what's one more or less?

Oh, Momma, say yes
And waltz down the hall while you may
I'll gladly support you, I'll even escort you
And I'd gladly give you away
Oh, Momma, get married today

If Momma was married there wouldn't be anymore
'Let's me entertain you', 'Let me make you smile'
'I will do some kicks', 'I would do some tricks'
Sing out, Louise, smile, baby

Momma, please take our advice
We aren't The Lunts, I'm not Fanny Brice
Momma, we'll buy you the rice
If only this once you wouldn't think twice

It could be so nice if Momma got married to stay
But Momma gets married and married and married
And never gets carried away
Oh, Momma, oh, Momma, oh, Momma, get married today

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Yes My Darling - Lyrics - My Blue Heaven - Fats Domino

Title: Yes My Darling
Album: My Blue Heaven
Artist: Fats Domino
Composer(s): Dave Bartholomew, Antoine Domino

Lyric:
Yes, my darlin' I want you to know
Each an everyday I love you more and more
Let's get married, get married soon
You be the bride and I'll be yo' groom

Uh huh, woo woo, oh yeah
Hoo hoo
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

I'm tellin' ya darlin' what I'm gonna do
I'm savin' all my lovin' just for you
I'm gonna buy you a weddin' ring
So, I won't have to worry about a doggone thing

Uh huh, woo woo, oh yeah
Hoo hoo
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

Now we've married It's plain a-see
I were meant for you and you were meant for me
I buy a home and we are settled down
Way out in some little country town

Uh huh, woo woo, oh yeah
Hoo hoo
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

Yes, my darlin' it's plain to see
I were meant for you and you were meant for me
We get married, get married soon
You be the bride and I'll be your groom

Uh huh, woo woo, oh yeah
Hoo hoo
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

I'm tellin' you darlin' what I'm gonna do
I'm savin' all my lovin' just for you
I'm gonna buy you a weddin' ring
So, I won't have to worry about a doggone thing

Uh huh, woo woo, oh yeah
Hoo hoo
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

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Irresistable Delicious - Lyrics - Missy Elliott

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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It'S You I Love - Lyrics - Fats Domino

Title: It'S You I Love
Artist: Fats Domino
Composer(s): Dave Bartholomew, Antoine Domino

Lyric:
You know, I love you, want you to love me too
Let's get together like old folks used to do
We'll get married, go to Paris
Come here, it's me, it's you I love

I'll be your little boy, you'll be my little girl
We'd go 'round and 'round, 'round this crazy world
Even in the rain we'll go hand in hand
Come here, it's me, it's you I love

No matter what the people say, we'll do things our way
We'd be together each and every day
When you are blue I'd be there with you
Come here, it's me, it's you I love

You know, I love you, want you to love me too
Let's get together, like old folks used to do
We'll get married, go to Paris
Come here, it's me, it's you I love

I'll be your little boy, you'll be my little girl
We'd go 'round and 'round, 'round this crazy world
Even in the rain we'll go hand in hand
Come here, it's me, it's you I love

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

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

Lyric:
All night long I wait

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Ain'T Gonna See Tomorrow - Lyrics - Let's Get Ready - Mystikal

Title: Ain'T Gonna See Tomorrow
Album: Let's Get Ready
Artist: Mystikal
Composer(s): A Patton, M Tyler, David Sheats, A Benjamin

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Lyric:
Listen, Listen
Huh listen

Government got it where you can't do shit no mo'
The water ain't no good, the grass don't grow
Never mention schools ain't safe no mo'
Killing in the first grade, six years old
Ask yo self this
In what kind of world is that to raise yo children
Then again it really don't matter, where you gone go
You still gotta live it
Let's face reality, stop talking 'bout peace
That's a thing of the past
But then again that's a bald face lie
'Cause a few years ago you was hanging my ass
Be no presidents
Sometimes the whole world just pressed up against me
Think about it, young black man, come up set up for penitentiary
Do the math, all on you
Choose yo path, be a leader, pray for strength
Know when to cap and when to blast
Get back on track, we damn near got past crack
Then every dope dealer got snatched back
We all wit the black on black that's sad
Is it really in our nature what make it so bad?
But I ain't no better then the rest of y'all
Plus I came up in a house without no dad
I knew that you left, couldn't be there
[Incomprehensible], you didn't won't to
But that how it is, Lord help us
You know what we going through

It's bigger than us, it's out of my hands
That's why I'm praying to God
Oh Heavenly Father, keep my head above the water
It's Your world, but we Your children Your son's and Your daughters
We struggling trying to get it together
But some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow
Some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow
I know some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow

Somebody tell me what you get in a relationship [icnomp]
We ain't married so we can't get divorced
So the only thing left is domesticated violence
When a man uses a woman to take out his problems
He abuses that woman, then man must recognize his assignment
We got two kids and you pregnant again so how can we profit
That's bullshit
That ain't no reason to pull her arm out the socket
Baby I'm so sorry
You know that I love you and didn't wanna hurt you
When I put my hands on ya, I was wrong so I don't deserve ya
I never thought I'd see the day when they scrap a nigga
When they talk about 'em on the T V
Now my sister flipping in the grave
'Cause that's a cheap shot and I know this can't be me
Lord help her forgive me, God give me my purpose
Jesus break these chains, you know this is a vicious circle
But I got my trust in you
I know there will be light at the end of the tunnel
Had it been in many situations
She was there each and everyone of 'em
Keep me humble, I wanna take time out write down
And thank ya, thank ya
Trying to make it wit out you is something we can't do

It's bigger than us, it's out of my hands
That's why I'm praying to God
Oh Heavenly Father, keep my head above the water
It's Your world, but we Your children Your son's and Your daughters
We struggling trying to get it together
But some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow
Some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow
I know some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow

Lord tell them you difference
Between having eternal life or forever burn, burn
Lord tell 'em You was wit' me when I had my accident
And my truck started flipping and turnin'
When it feel like I was dying from the moment of impact
We rolled ten times
I was down on my best, that fool came on my side of the line
But when the truck did finally stop moving I was just fine
My little brother that was on the passenger side
Must of got hurt 'cause he was unconscious
We then had our tragedies
We was just talking so this can't be happenin'
But before I could say anything else
I saw the helicopter and the ambulance
My little brother came back through
First thing he said was "What is going on"
But the next thing he said was
"Watch over me Lord and keep me strong"
And right then and there, I knew every thing was gone be alright
But we ain't promised nothing
So thank you my Lord for saving his life

It's bigger than us, it's out of my hands
That's why I'm praying to God
Oh Heavenly Father, keep my head above the water
It's Your world, but we Your children Your son's and Your daughters
We struggling trying to get it together
But some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow
Some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow
Some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow

It's bigger than us, it's out of my hands
That's why I'm praying to God
Oh Heavenly Father, keep my head above the water
It's Your world, but we Your children Your son's and Your daughters
We struggling trying to get it together
But some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow
Lord some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow
Lord some of us ain't gonna see tomorrow

It's bigger than us, it's out of my hands
That's why I'm praying to God

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First Love - Lyrics - Colour It in - Maccabees

Title: First Love
Album: Colour It in
Artist: Maccabees
Composer(s): Shepherd Rupert A Jarvis, Robert Dylan Thomas, Orlando Thomas Pen Weeks, Felix White, Hugo White

Lyric:
First love, last love
Only love, it's only love

First love, last love
Only love, it's only love

Do you miss home?
Do you miss home?
And are you cool
Symmetrical?

"Let's get married
And tick the boxes"
Says, and so she says
"Oh, let's get married
And tick the boxes"

Do you want to be alone?
D'you wanna be alone?
And are you cool
Symmetrical, hypocritical, analytical?

So critical
Nothing's perfect and I'm hoping I'll do, do
But I will not do
'Cause nothing's perfect so I'll have to make do

And it's my mistake
And no mistake
And I would take it back if I could
So stay with me tonight

And I've made my bed, I'm lyin' here
And pillow-talkin' into it
I've make my bed, I'm lyin' here
I enticed you with its leopard print
And matching velvet duvet

First love, last love
Only love, it's only love

First love, last love
Only love, it's only love

Only love, only love
It's only love

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For Everybody - Lyrics - Juve The Great - Juvenile

Title: For Everybody
Album: Juve The Great
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Terius Gray, Craig Lawson

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Lyric:
Yeah, U T P nigga, come on
K L C nigga, come on, holla

I done tightened up on my G dog
Wacko outcher flippin' these hoes like see saws
Ya man trippin' girl, look we can creep on
Ya friends stressin' too, I'll flip all 3 of y'all
Respect my steez, I ain't really 'bout fallin' in love
I travel too much and baby sling too many drugs
Stay in the wrong place at the wrong time
With 2 bricks and a chrome 9
To these niggas I'm easy to be provokin'

Look, I got 1 in the chamber and I been smokin'
Don't make me proceed
I'll hit you from ya neck to ya knees
Have ya gaggin' where ya barely could breathe
But I ain't in here for this
Whoadie, I'm in here to get me a bitch
Bring her back to the telly to issue some dick
Hook up with Juve and Skip, go and get me a brick
And get ready for next Sunday to snatch a new chick

You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody
You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody
You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody

Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
Let me get broke off
Up in this jump off
Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
Let me get broke off
Up in this jump off

I done tightened up on my G dog
I was ducked out at first but now I beat broads
Cock back, bam Bash in her teeth off
Guarantee you this, that bitch gon' see stars
Respect my gangsta, I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha
I know 50 Cent and bitch I ain't no Wanksta
And I don't get down like that, in the right time, at the right spot
If you try to buck, you gon' get shot

Hey fella, calm down, I know what ya thinkin'
But I got 1 in this chamber and I been drinkin'
Don't make me proceed, spit in ya face, bastard ya seed
Widow ya wife, you don't need my shit in ya life
Especially how I'm feeling tonight, if it was good, it'd be different
But it's not, so it's not, so let's end it
And bring this shit back to business
You can have yo bitch dog, I live by the rules that I'm givin'

You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody
You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody
You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody

Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
Let me get broke off
Up in this jump off
Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
Let me get broke off
Up in this jump off

Come on, come on, come on
Grab yo bitch by the arm 'cuz if she stop she hit
Oh, I know how to get 'em, I hit her with lotsa dick
The simple things I'm knowing that she probably miss
And in return she going out and buy me shit
I hope my adversaries is listening
Motherfucka with tryna be eased from these Devils 'cuz we evil in this
I'm not about to waste my dream on a bitch
I be out to tryna get money while she scheming for dick

I ain't gone lie if my ole lady leave a nigga, I'm sick
But we ain't married so fuck, she ain't got nothing to get
I had to go in fronta the jury January the 6th
I promise ya Honor, I ain't been doin' the shit
They just like to keep niggas like me in a mix
And use it on TV and radio as a skit
You wanna see some masks, make a move to the bricks
But before you make that move grab the tool and the clips, ya heard?

You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody
You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody
You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody
You can have an ole' lady
But them hoes
They for everybody

Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
Let me get broke off
Up in this jump off
Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
Let me get broke off
Up in this jump off
Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
Let me get broke off
Up in this jump off
Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
Let me get broke off
Up in this jump off

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Happily Ever After - Lyrics - Bittersweet - Blu Cantrell

Title: Happily Ever After
Album: Bittersweet
Artist: Blu Cantrell
Composer(s): Kevin Veney, Eritza Laues, Loren Hill, Rich Shelton

Lyric:
Happily ever after, I'll be
Let's start a story chapter
Happily ever after, we'll be
Never have to ask for no more
After loving you I'm secure

Because I'm your queen and you're my king
We could maybe get married
And probably even have have a seed and make me your wife
We can buy a big house and try to live the good life
I want you to know that if it ever gets hard, I'm staying
By your side for sure, won't go
The fairytale said it best when it said, "Happily ever after"

Happily ever after, I'll be
You're cool with me
Let's start a story chapter
And someday a family
Happily ever after, we'll be
Never have to ask for no more
After loving you I'm secure

There ain't a problem that we can't fix
'Cause all relationships are made of this
Sometimes we fight and argue then make up
Then later we'll be making' love, it's alright
'Cause in the end we'll always be

Happily ever after, I'll be
You're cool with me
Let's start a story chapter
And someday a family
Happily ever after, we'll be
Never have to ask for no more
After loving you I'm secure

Days are gonna come, days are gonna pass
But still our love will last
Don't care what it is, our love will make it
When you're here with me, feels like it's a dream
I never want to leave as long as you're near
I'm gonna be, be

Happily ever after, I'll be
You're cool with me
Let's start a story chapter
And someday a family
Happily ever after, we'll be
Never have to ask for no more
After loving you I'm secure

Happily ever after, I'll be
You're cool with me
Let's start a story chapter
And someday a family
Happily ever after, we'll be
Never have to ask for no more
After loving you, I'm secure

Happily ever after
I am gonna be
Let's start a story chapter
Let's start a story chapter, baby
Happily ever after, we'll be
Never have to ask for no more
After loving you I'm secure

Happily ever after, I'll be
You're cool with me
Let's start a story chapter
And someday a family

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Hoes - Lyrics - Blow The Whistle - Too $Hort

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Gold Digger - Lyrics - Out Of Business - Epmd

Title: Gold Digger
Album: Out Of Business
Artist: Epmd
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Ronald Miller, Charles Reid Bertram, Parrish Smith, Dwayne Mcknight, Jr., George Clinton, Phillippe Wynn, Peter Bishop

Lyric:
Brothers things done got too far gone
(Tell 'em 'bout it)
We got ta let the girls know what they gotta do for us

Oh, what the heck, let's get married and have a son named Erick
No big deal, no sweat, I was in for a big surprise
And when I saw the judge hammer pass my green eyes
Brainlocked my whole damn head was malfunctional
'Coz I forgot to co sign a prenuptial agreement
Now her case is hard like cement
I have no files on all the money she spent
She has a car, nineteen ninety brand new Jaguar

Fly kit, with chrome rims that's five star
That she bought when I was away on tour
Hittin' my bank account, gettin' more and more money
She got paid, it wasn't funny
Talkin' to myself, oh, you big big dummy
Just my luck that I'm stuck with a marriage
And a baby who lays in a gold carriage
Now I can't leave, if I do she gets half
(Not the cash)
Oh yes, the whole damn bash of money

So I chill and act so sweet
Kiss her feet, can't picture bein' in the street
So I give a fake smile and a fake laugh
Fake everything so I can keep all my cash
Fake talk, like I love you so much
But wishin', she gets hit by a Mack truck
Next time, if there's one I'll know
That most women strictly out for the dough
They're called gold diggers

'Coz she's a gold digger
'Coz she's a gold digger
'Coz she's a gold digger

The P had a close call, quiet as kept I dated this
("Fly girl")
Yeah, and almost got vicked
She had green eyes, thunder thighs, and a def body
(So what cha sayin')
Top it off, she drove a black Maserati
Chrome kit, with a smile I couldn't resist
I tapped E on the shoulder and said, "Yeah, I gots to get this"
(P cool, she could be a gold digger)

Not with that smile and that stupid boomin' figure
'Til one day, she spent the crazy dough
Ten G's on Levi's, cold went Rambo
But then she smiled, gave me a back massage
Gassed my head up and said
(Oh, P you're so large)
Like a jerk, I went for the line like a fish
But she was far from dream girl, and more like a death wish
She likes to sit back, lamp, walk on plush rugs

Whip my five-sixty sip Moet and bug
(So did you flip?)
Tried to but she cut me off
And said, "Guess what?"
(What)
"I'm pregnant"
(Pregnant? Damn)
Yeah, and the child is yours
So to fellas, who wanna keep they cash
Or beware of the jack hammer and the helmet that glows
'Coz she's a gold digger

She's a gold digger
She's a gold digger
She's a gold digger

That's why, men in the 90's must watch themselves
'Coz ladies of the 80's got hip and went for self
With the new divorce laws, which entitles them half
That means the house goes
The car
You and half your cash
What a price to pay, but if you play you pay
'Coz women of the world they got smart today
They flash a smile and profile
A pucker with a strut

Try to move in
Knock the boots
And got stuck with alimony payments
Time to meet Judge Wapner
You try to flip and cut, but she smiles 'coz she gotcha
You get a flashback to wedding, when you vowed the vow
Said the two deadly words
I do
But look now, you lost the house
The car

Eatin' TV dinners in a one bedroom apartment
Boy you picked a winner
But what goes around, comes around
That's why she wheels the Benz
And you ride Greyhound
Oh, just your luck, they on strike
Take off the wedding band, put out the thumb, time to hitch-hike
And the more you walk the pain from your corns get bigger
(Now you know)
Not to mess with a gold digger

'Coz she's a gold digger
'Coz she's a gold digger
'Coz she's a gold digger

Yeah, EPMD's in effect, DJ Scratch runs flex boy
Hit Squad in effect in the house
Large
Yeah, she get half

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Dj Played Our Song - Lyrics - Gerald Levert

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Waiting For The Miracle - Lyrics - The Essential Leonard Cohen - Leonard Cohen

Title: Waiting For The Miracle
Album: The Essential Leonard Cohen
Artist: Leonard Cohen
Composer(s): Leonard Cohen, Sharon Robinson

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Lyric:
Baby, I've been waiting
I've been waiting night and day
I didn't see the time
I waited half my life away

There were lots of invitations
And I know you sent me some
But I was waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come

I know you really loved me
But, you see, my hands were tied
I know it must have hurt you
It must have hurt your pride

To have to stand beneath my window
With your bugle and your drum
And me, I'm up there waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come

Ah, I don't believe you'd like it
You wouldn't like it here
There ain't no entertainment
And the judgments are severe

The Maestro says it's Mozart
But it sounds like bubble gum
When you're waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come

Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do
I haven't been this happy
Since the end of World War II

Nothing left to do
When you know that you've been taken
Nothing left to do
When you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
When you've got to go on waiting
Waiting for the miracle to come

I dreamed about you, baby
It was just the other night
Most of you was naked
Ah, but some of you was light

The sands of time were falling
From your fingers and your thumb
And you were waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come

Ah baby, let's get married
We've been alone too long
Let's be alone together
Let's see if we're that strong

Yeah, let's do something crazy
Something absolutely wrong
While we're waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come

Nothing left to do
When you know that you've been taken
Nothing left to do
When you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
When you've got to go on waiting
Waiting for the miracle to come

When you've fallen on the highway
And you're lying in the rain
And they ask you how you're doing
Of course you'll say you can't complain

If you're squeezed for information
That's when you've got to play it dumb
You just say you're out there waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come

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Automobile - Lyrics - Pink Cadillac - John Prine

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Let's take a ride

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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