Neva Change - Lyrics - Amerikaz Nightmare - Mobb Deep

Title: Neva Change
Album: Amerikaz Nightmare
Artist: Mobb Deep
Composer(s): Albert Johnson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, J Porter

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Lyric:
Gun wars, money, hustle, the hoes
Niggaz that don't get along for life, that's how it go
Momma's victim, take care of there kids, and let 'em roam
And you can see how he or she gon' be when they get grown
Your childhood, ideals crushed, youth press due and stuffed that
Basically, just go fuck ya ass up, you a volcano about to erupt
Runnin' the corrupt guns shiny, but them
Basketball trophies covered in dust

Them babies kids, the innocent that was lost in
Not them, circumstances, and had that hand forced
When I was little, yeah I dreamt of the porshe, and of course
Ain't get it, admitted, them loose rocks, the only source
To that shit that rob and lease, preech the riddle was in reach
God, give me one last word, to kill her
Yo, you lookin' down in the hood, willin' with that advice
But it's beat the other nigga, gettin' killed tonight

Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change

Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change

Make a nigga say, fuck birthday, and fuck Christmas
Fuck a wishlist, I'm writing out my shitlist
It got a lot of names, I've got a lot of time
Blow out brains, see now you out ya fuckin' mind
You get gauged, for a pound of the wicked nine
Ya playin' games to the sound of them guns fire
Cereal and powdered milk, that was then then
A 1 Sauce sandwiches, we was children

Growing up broke, snatching chains and coats
Smokin' weed with coke, sellin' fiends soap
Drunk sleepin' on the bench, I couldn't make it upstairs
Woke up and seen the kids on they way to school, shit
Borrow money for my drug dealing friends
So I can buy beer, yeah that'll put me on my feet again
See, this real shit, you probably neva been through
Ching-ching, now I got bling, but

Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change

Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change

Back to back, nigga, just gettin' knocked
Since swallowin' the pack, guess what, his heart stopped
It all happens in the hood, it never seems to stop
And even the good ones, get drugs planted by them dirty corpses
Back to back, niggaz be gettin' shot
You would think that they would learn from they first time
Being popped from the hospital, straight back to the block
Can't budge my thugs, this is what we love and

Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change

Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change
Some things'll neva change

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Never - Lyrics - Animal House - Angie Martinez

Title: Never
Album: Animal House
Artist: Angie Martinez
Composer(s): K Risto, Angie Martinez, Lawrence Gowan

Lyric:
And you will never break me
(Never)
Till the day I die
(Animal house)

Yo every time I turn around they say
How I deal with that weak shit
I told yall of the stages I can't agree wit
We showed yall, promoted yall
On how to freak shit
But here's a little secret uh uh

We still number one
Blazin' Hip-Hop and R&B quick
'Cuz it's simple and plain
How could you sit and complain quick
When we payed the way for you to
Get in the game chicks, nigga's wuteva it's

Only the real that they recognize by the real
And since you don't recognize you know the deal
How I feel? I don't no emotionz get showed
If anything I feel violated being that we been cloned

Reporterz quit, I don't get caught up in the mix
10 years deep, I wuz brought up in this shit
OG , big truck series, the carz is gone
Any questions? I'll be directing your commentz
To Alkatron, sing that shit

A primitive mind is all I
All I eva had
And you will neva break me
'Til the day I die

My reputation and my name is Superb
Now add that with animal house
And a flow thats like rain down a curb
'Cuz I write a verse and I change a few
Words edit and perfected it

And, and I'm still on the air
About the dough be clear , you gotta go
Each year we lock and load beware I'm outta control
Animal mode will let you know not to hand me no goal

Everything I write hot like mah hand on a stove
The answer is no bullshit don't effect me
Like a die hard knicks fan
So, na mas if's and's
I could show you how power shit get ran

And I can't get budged
'Cuz when your best friend is the jury
Bottom line is you can't get judged and
That last line when ova ya head so
You'll prolly neva know 'til your dead eitha way
Wut I said iz real, sing

A primitive mind is all I
All I eva had
And you will neva break me
(I will neva break me)
'Til the day I die

Uh yo uh and I'm not bein' cocky
'Cuz I work mah way up
And even tho it hurt, neva gave up
Went from handin' out fliers
To number one major, I don't respond back
I'm about dollaz, hold your 2 centz saved up

Dropped mah first album neva rocc in mah life
Did everything on mah own wrote the songs, hit the mic
Get the beats all nice stayed up got it right
Minimal help, felt alone now you got a problem right?

'Cuz it's animal house , the team iz here
It's a new day with me this year
Be clear, I'm focused
Best coaches , way too many peeps
Pro to machines and way to much heat

Still grounded neva been way up in the sky
Workaholic still spend days inside
Angie you could neva break me , I move wise
And thats 'til the day I die , oh my God!

A primitive mind, is all I
All I eva had
And you will neva break me
'Til the day I die

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All Because Of You - Lyrics - Naked - Marques Houston

Title: All Because Of You
Album: Naked
Artist: Marques Houston
Composer(s): Jerome Jones, Pierre Medor, J Cobb, Rufus Moore, Van Mccoy, Richard Preston Butler, Dwayne Nesmith

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Lyric:
Corner boys

I can't blame you if you wanna leave
'Cause I'm not the man that I once used to be
But there's a change that has come over me
So before you go, listen to my last plea

(All because of you)
Ooh, you're the love of my life
And I was doin' wrong but I wanna do right, girl

(All because of you)
No more stayin' out all night
I wanna make it right, wanna change my life, girl

(All because of you)
I don't wanna play no games
Wanna change your name to my name, baby

(All because of you)
Not gon' be the man that I used to be, no
I'm changed because of you

Can't take back the things that I did before
But baby, I'm promisin' that my heart is yours
(Yours)
I know it ain't easy, baby but you gotta believe me, baby
All I'm askin' for is one more chance, I'm changed because of you

(All because of you)
Ooh, you're the love of my life
And I was doin' wrong but I wanna do right, girl

(All because of you)
No more stayin' out all night
I wanna make it right, wanna change my life, girl

(All because of you)
I don't wanna play no games
Wanna change your name to my name, baby

(All because of you)
Not gon' be the man that I used to be, no
I'm changed because of you

I, I, I, I, I wanna do right by you, girl
I, I, I, I, I wanna spend my life with you, girl
I don't wanna play no games, wanna change your name to my name, baby
I'm turnin' in my player's card, all because of you

It used to be that you in the club poppin' bottles, wrists glistenin'
Shorty tried to tell me, 'Chill' but I wasn't listenin'
I can't deny, you knew me from bein' immature
One way of sayin' sorry, take you to the country store

You told me all you really wanted was to see me more
Then the stress hit me hard like a meteor
I hit rock bottom, you was there to pick me up
I neglected you, we didn't hug, didn't kiss enough

But you never threw nuttin' up in my face
Gave me all your love and your warm embrace
But now I see I'll neva find another like you
You the type boo, make a playa, wanna wife you

But me and you, this money's not a issue
When I miss you, when I touch you, I can feel it in my palm gristle
I'm still wit you and I'm sorry 'bout the way I did you
[Incomprehensible]

(All because of you)
Ooh, you're the love of my life
And I was doin' wrong but I wanna do right, girl

(All because of you)
No more stayin' out all night
I wanna make it right, wanna change my life, girl

(All because of you)
I don't wanna play no games
Wanna change your name to my name, baby

(All because of you)
Not gon' be the man that I used to be, no
I'm changed because of you

Hey Mike, that's how we getting sad, corner boys
[Incomprehensible]

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My Love - Lyrics - Usher

Title: My Love
Artist: Usher
Composer(s): Dallas L Austin

Lyric:
I noticed lately, you ain't the same and
I apologize for all the times I made you cry
Your emotions gone crazy, confusing me, lady
When I

I know you're worth what you deserve
For me to put you first, girl, I'll do better
It's us against them and I don't want 'em to win
Baby, I'm gonna change

Baby, I'll never let you substitute my love
(Baby, no, I'll never letchu go, no)
'Cause I know that you been in and out
All i know is this one thing, babe

He can never beat me, no
And I won't let him, can't let him
Changing my plans 'cause he'll never understand
Baby, I'll never let you substitute my love

Ain't sleeping lately, girl, is there someone else?
You don't wanna spend time with me, you wanna be by yourself
You're feeling so worthless, you're making me nervous
Can you get over this?

I know you're worth what you deserve
For me to put you first, girl, I'll do better
It's us against them and I don't want 'em to win
Baby, I'm gonna change

Baby, I'll never let you substitute my love
(Baby, no, I'll never letchu go, no)
'Cause I know that you been in and out
All I know is this one thing, babe

He can never beat me, no
And I won't let him, can't let him
Changing my plans 'cause he'll never understand
Baby, I'll never let you substitute my love

I can't stand, watch you throw your life away
Let's work through this together
When there's love, there's a way
Ohh, ohh, baby, I

Baby, I'll neva let you substitute my love
(For another fella, baby, I can't let you do it)
'Cause I know that you been in and out
All I know is this one thing, babe

He can neva beat me, no
And I won't let him, can't let him
Change my plans
Baby, I'll neva let you substitute my love

My love
My love
My love

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Rudeboy Pledge - Lyrics - Ghetto Story - Cham

Title: Rudeboy Pledge
Album: Ghetto Story
Artist: Cham
Composer(s): Dameon Beckett, Dave Kelly

Lyric:
The road to success is not straight, there's a curve called failure
A loop called confusion, speed bumps called friends
And red light called enemies, caution signs called family
And flat tires called jacks but if you have a spare called determination

And an engine called perseverance, with insurance called faith
And the drive to make it, you'll reach a place called success
Can you hear me? Dat one yah a fi di ghetto youth dem
Yo, star this a murder, man, a ghetto youth fi life, yo

I cannot forget where I come from
No 'mount of money can't change man, still blaze di skunk
But some leave di ghetto get rich and turn punk
But I won't forget my roots 'cause I don't worship money
That's not what counts, kill or be killed
Somehow I have to buy mama house pon di hill

I've been through struggles and wars
I mon survive it with justa few scars
Nuff man dead some gone behind bars
So right now real ghetto yutes don't fear police cars

Experience stage, it's knowledge
Eye bloody up from di streets and college
But when di whole a we share one sausage
Serve a now and then mi haffi send back a package
Weh Cham seh

I cannot forget where I come from
No 'mount of money can't change man, still blaze di skunk
But some leave di ghetto get rich and turn punk
But I won't forget my roots 'cause I don't worship money
That's not what counts, kill or be killed
Somehow I have to buy mama house pon di hill

Some man mek it and a live betta life
And don't recall di days when we walk wid knife
A simple argument bring strife
Some man a diss dem baby, modda fi dem Uptown wife

Dem a front but he a find out
See dem inna di club and flash cash all about
And post like thug when in fact dem a scout
Nuff a dem neva look back dem rich and sell out but

I cannot forget where I come from
No 'mount of money can't change man, still blaze di skunk
But some leave di ghetto get rich and turn punk
But I won't forget my roots 'cause I don't worship money
That's not what counts, kill or be killed
Somehow I have to buy mama house pon di hill

Yo, when I was small and growin' up
If we cook than fall is showin' up
Paul left town since Dennis blown up
Now him have Benz and nah memba him friend

But di odda day him get back on di old block
Broad daylight like round 12 o'clock
And come pon di corna wid dem likkle fake act
And from dem tun millionaire and neva give nuttin back, but

I cannot forget where I come from
No 'mount of money can't change man, still blaze di skunk
But some leave di ghetto get rich and turn punk
But I won't forget my roots 'cause I don't worship money
That's not what counts, kill or be killed
Somehow I have to buy mama house pon di hill

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The Hardest.. - Lyrics - Smoke Boogie: Space Oddessey - Kurupt

Title: The Hardest..
Album: Smoke Boogie: Space Oddessey
Artist: Kurupt
Composer(s): Nathaniel Hale, Ricardo Brown, Sean Cruse, Alvin Joiner, Farid Nassar, Lorenzo Patterson

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Lyric:
Yo, Fredwreck, turn this motherfucker up man
So it can fuck with my eardrums a lil' bit

Some try to repeat my flow
Others neva try 'cuz they know
I told ya that the game don't wait
I'm so tight that I can wait for the game

Just about as tight, as tight can be
That's why you never see 'em fuckin' with me
Get ya chance to bow out gracefully
You standin' face to face with defeat

If you feel me say Nate, Nate
He be the tightest muthafucka in here
Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here

Some things never change
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here
Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here

Bring yo bitch ass in, close the door
Now you wanna run and fetch me a ho
Motha fucka tell yo mama tip-toe
When she pass my door

Kurupt, got this bitch about to toss this ho
And when we makin' the nigga shit
Always makin' the killin'
I be hearin' you bitches, there go the villain

Mad 'cuz your revenue stopped from drug dealin'
Mad at me 'cuz I'm makin' shit, them thug's feelin'
Hold my dick, nigga, spit that verse
The hardest muthafucka nigga love to curse

It get worse, once the vill' start to smoke
And this legendary dick start to soak in your throat
My nigga, Young Gotti ?bout to pull your coat
Who are you bitch? You muthafuckaz never exist

If you feel me say Nate, Nate
He be the tightest muthafucka in here
Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here

Some things never change
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here
Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here

So what you know about this West Coast monopoly
Enough animosity to tear down democracy
Anarchy, you wanna analyze and copy me
But muthafuck, that stay off my goddamn property

Xzibit burn a couple ounces of that broccoli
Step into the function, make the crowd bounce properly
Yeah, I know about your little shit talkin' mockery
Tryin' to see and pour 6 feet of gravel on top of me

And all my playaz go to wakes, so the next nigga can take my place
And try to invade my space
Make enemies search for God like Ma$e, yeah
You should avoid catchin' 2 to the face, so I can avoid catchin' a case

You'se just another muthafuckin' rat in a race
I explode and expose to this multi-platinum fan base
Never seen before I kick in your door
Ain't no time to run for them guns, just get on the floor

If you feel me say Nate, Nate
He be the tightest muthafucka in here
Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang
We be the hardest mutha fuckaz in here

Some things never change
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here
Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here

Yeah, a penny for your thoughts in a hour glass of time
Surround sound beats for the Dogg Pound jeeps
Jump the volts up in each single switch
Stick somethin' fat up in each single bitch

Bombshell and for every dick apiece
That ain't from the hood driftin' get 5 shells each
Split bustaz, no bustaz allowed
No punk motha fuckaz allowed, loosen the crowd

Dogg Pound say it loud, Dogg Pound
Scream it at the top of your lungs
Tell these niggaz where we from
Say Kurupt, Kurupt, Kurupt

Yeah, nigga the hardest muthafucka in here
I like Hennessy and beer
Remy, gin and juice, tequila and grapefruit
Chocolate thai, indigo sticks and a thick bitch

Down and out, nah, I'm up and in
Down at the Dogg House with Dre, Cube & Ren

If you feel me say Nate, Nate
He be the tightest muthafucka in here
Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here

Some things never change
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here
Dogg Pound Gangsta Gang
We be the hardest muthafuckaz in here

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No Love - Lyrics - Dj Clue

Title: No Love
Artist: Dj Clue
Composer(s): Eldra Debarge, Jamal Grinnage, Etterlene Jordan, K E Murray, William Debarge

Lyric:
M.O.P
First Family
Firing Squad and you know they make it happen
And it's gonna be til' infinity
Firing Hard sendin' up to all those thugs now Babe

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

Remember me
I participated in the one of the hottest joints in 1-9-9-3
M.O.P
First Family
That's Right
Bd
Ohhh
And I'm loved all ova'
Believe What I told ya, When I told ya imma soldia
No Doubt
I get down
Son ask around
I've sipped drugs from Brownsville to Bricktown
Bricktown
Why you decied how a man should be
Imma set aside my pride
And ride wit' my family
That's how I move
It won't change
Still my love for Burbank is piller than chump change
Yeah
And I hit from mid range

To all you cats thats thinkin I'm chump change
Don't know how these chest pains feel
Show em' da deal
I dun traveled in different dementions with good intentions
Of keepin' it real so

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

The Last man standing
Fame neva missed
Quick wit' game and sickin da Brame terrorist
Put ya arms down
Before I drop a bomb down
Make ya whole staff calm down
Nevamind wit dat cat talkin'
Im off to rap Fisio blow em' off the track
If it's a melody
Uhhh
I bring out my energy
And da remede
Wipes out da enemy
Get down for myne
Mom duke call me Jambo
I scramble wit fake thugs Thinkin' they Rambo
Ya'll see it
Home team
Rock well pesisted
For instance Bill sayin it
Use the first verse as my intrance
I present to you
Who
The brownsville slugga nucka on top of his game
Homegrounce
I present to you
Who
The brownsville slugga nucka put one in ya brain
Hold dat down

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

Hey yo, my family ties connect me to guys that's into
Whateva's quick
A quick wit ghetto potential
Second against you
Look, it's more than just a hit
The Firing Squad
Produce sugaful shit
And what I'm spittin shows my mission is saficiant
Neva wash em'
Sometime I clock em'
Rockin' and listenin
Alright now
It's da hometeam
Were back
So you should get ya gat and let ya chrome steam
These rap dudes sabitage
That ain't real
Your rap styles carolouge
I can't Feel y'all
Feelers rockin this
From New York to Providence
Give the tape replay from D.C to VA
Move like McGyver
Dealt wit' conivas
True monified gangstas
Safe survivors
In the meantime
Mas Destruction
It's a
Rapid Fire
Production

When you look in my eyes tell me what you see
You know how it feels to be rappin with ya fam
I am retard as you and those thing you do
Firing squad sendin up to all those thugs now babe

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

Why
They don't show my people no pasion
Why
Do They Love when These thugs be blastin'
Why
It's da Firing Squad and Yo' we askin
Why
They show no Love
What up

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Gots Ta Be (Platinum Status Remix) - Lyrics - B2k

Title: Gots Ta Be (Platinum Status Remix)
Artist: B2k
Composer(s): Harvey Mason, Damon Thomas, Mischke Steven Russell

Lyric:
J Boog
Raz B
Lil Fizz
Omarion
Check this out

It's not my way to talk to strangers
But I feel like I already know you
And if you need somebody
I wanna manage you

I can tell that you been through some changes
In your past relationships
But come on and walk through that door
'Cause I'm what you've been waiting for

Whatevas on your mind, let it out
Girl, we got lots of time, we can talk
Through all the good times and bad times
I wanna be the gots ta be in your life

Gots ta be the one that makes you sad
Gots ta be the one you neva had
Gots ta be the one that you want so damn bad
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

Gots ta be the only one you fight
Gots ta be the one that makes it right
Gots ta be the one you don't like half the time
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything, yeah

Girl, you just can't love anybody
I'll tell you I'm the right one for you
But you gots to believe me
'Cause everything that I tell you is true, yeah

I wanna be your mother
Your father, your brother and your sister too
Be the good, be the bad
Be the gots ta love that you run too, girl

Whatevas on your mind, let it out
Girl, we got lots of time, we can talk
Through all the good times and bad times
I wanna be the gots ta be in your life

Gots ta be the one that hurt your nerves
Gots ta be the one you don't deserve
Gots ta be the only one man you serve
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

Gots ta be the one to change your fate
Gots ta be the one you love to hate
Gots ta be the one you let eat off your plate
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything, yeah

Gotta be your everything, listen
Things ain't always gonna be, be so easy, girl
And I can let you now for sure
That I'm gonna always be right here for the long run

I might make you mad
You cuss me out but you still my girl
And I promise that I will never put my hands on you, girl
I wanna be everything to you, girl

Gots ta be the one that you can't stand
Gots ta be the one you call your man
Gots ta be the one to put a ring on that hand
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

Gots ta be the one you can't forget
Gots ta be the one that you regret
Gots ta be the one like you ain't neva met
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything, yeah

Listen
I don't want you love nobody but me
You and me can do almost anything
Gots ta be the one you want
Gots ta be the one you flaunt

You can't get mad at nobody but me
In fact I'm the only one you can receive
Gots ta be the one you want
Gots ta be the one you flaunt

Gots ta be the one that make you sad
Gots ta be the one you neva had
Gots ta be the one that you want so damn bad
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

Gots ta be the only one you fight
Gots ta be the one that makes it right
Gots ta be the one you don't like half the time
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything, yeah

Gots ta be the one you want
Gots ta be the one
Gots ta be the one you flaunt
Gots ta be the one
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

Gots ta be the one you want
Gots ta be the one
Gots ta be the one you flaunt
Gots ta be the one
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

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Bachelor Pad - Lyrics - Face Off - Bow Wow

Title: Bachelor Pad
Album: Face Off
Artist: Bow Wow
Composer(s): Omari Grandberry, Rahman Griffin, Pierre Jones, Calvin David Kenon, Rufus Moore, Shad Moss, Jesse Wilson

Lyric:
Now if I hit your girl, that's too bad
You so lame and she like my swag
Make her do flips like a acrobat
Once I get her back to my bachelor pad

Kick back, chill, get ya party on
We gon pop it off like it's Mardi Gras
We gon have it poppin' baby all night long
You should listen to my boy Omarion

Girl, welcome to the thrill of ya life
You see this bachelor pad that have ya heart racin'
I got rooms that change ya mood, got a bed
That where I can take you to the highest altitude
My walls are OCD high revolutionating
And I got the O inside my own crown in the face of my AC

And you can't get mad yo chick chose me
Yeah, she want to roll with a winner I'm a winner
So I guess yo girl exits with B
(Bow Wizzle)

Back to the pad when we gon do it all night
Yes baby girl, just you and me
And we can do the freaky things you like
And I swear to God your boyfriend ain't me
(uhn, uhn, ha, ha)

And she said she like when I work the middle
Yup when I hurt the middle
She don't want to be with you because ya thing too little
(Ha, ha)

So charge that one to the game
Ain't nothin' little over here ma not even the name
(Uhn, uhn)
Hit the floor all up in the crib

Don't worry the mister maids will fix it
Take the girls to the crib they don't know how to act
When I get them back to my bachelor pad

Now if I take your girl, that's too bad
Live so far, she like my swag
Make her do tricks like a circus act
Once I get her back to my bachelor pad

Now if I hit your girl, that's too bad
You so lame and she like my swag
Make her do flips like a acrobat
Once I get her back to my bachelor pad

She told me I was better then that
And this is the new world, she never bend out and stretch
Neva got wet in the Jacuzzi heart shaped, neva seen her pride relax
Sneak in the back, neva seen nothin' like this before
Platinum forces with the royal doors
Stacks so clean you can eat off the floor

Let me take you on a private tour
I don't even got door knobs on my door
They just move when they hear my voice
Yup that's Egyptian marbles on that floor

So my crib got chinchilla hips
I swear come take a feel yo chill in there
Well the liquor might spill in there
I got a movie room we can make a film in there
(Ha, ha)

You know the pad got a elevator in it
So ma just come through and get elevated in up in here
For quite a minute I even ain't seen the kitchen
I just hit the intercom and tell the waiter get it
(Get it)

I got twenty minute staff
That can get it right when I need a midnight snack
Tonight ma you gon be my midnight snack
Turn my room to a coupe watch the roof retract

Now if I take your girl, that's too bad
Live so far, she like my swag
Make her do tricks like a circus act
Once I get her back to my bachelor pad

Now if I hit your girl, that's too bad
You so lame and she like my swag
Make her do flips like a acrobat
Once I get her back to my bachelor pad

I said the flo touch sensitive ma really tho
We walk they light up like Billy Jean video

And my bar got Neon lights
So when I lick her I'm a lick her dance
For hundreds on the dance flo

I got a dancin' pole up on my dance flo
So it ain't no tellin' where my hands go
So if my hands go low
Then let ya pants go

Seven star see I'm on the twelfth flow
It's the anadote
I got a indoor pool ma come and get ya panties soaked
(Yup)
Hop in and splash once I get ya back to my bachelor pad

Now if I take your girl, that's too bad
Live so far, she like my swag
Make her do tricks like a circus act
Once I get her back to my bachelor pad

Now if I hit your girl, that's too bad
You so lame and she like my swag
Make her do flips like a acrobat
Once I get her back to my bachelor pad

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Gots Ta Be - Lyrics - B2K - B2k

Title: Gots Ta Be
Album: B2K
Artist: B2k
Composer(s): Harvey Mason, Damon Thomas, Mischke Steven Russell

Lyric:
J Boog
Raz B
Lil Fizz
Omarion
Check this out

It's not my way to talk to strangers
But I feel like I already know you
And if you need somebody
I wanna manage you

I can tell that you been through some changes
In your past relationships
But come on and walk through that door
'Cause I'm what you've been waiting for

Whatevas on your mind, let it out
Girl, we got lots of time, we can talk
Through all the good times and bad times
I wanna be the gots ta be in your life

Gots ta be the one that makes you sad
Gots ta be the one you neva had
Gots ta be the one that you want so damn bad
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

Gots ta be the only one you fight
Gots ta be the one that makes it right
Gots ta be the one you don't like half the time
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything, yeah

Girl, you just can't love anybody
I'll tell you I'm the right one for you
But you gots to believe me
'Cause everything that I tell you is true, yeah

I wanna be your mother
Your father, your brother and your sister too
Be the good, be the bad
Be the gots ta love that you run too, girl

Whatevas on your mind, let it out
Girl, we got lots of time, we can talk
Through all the good times and bad times
I wanna be the gots ta be in your life

Gots ta be the one that hurt your nerves
Gots ta be the one you don't deserve
Gots ta be the only one man you serve
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

Gots ta be the one to change your fate
Gots ta be the one you love to hate
Gots ta be the one you let eat off your plate
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything, yeah

Gotta be your everything, listen
Things ain't always gonna be, be so easy, girl
And I can let you now for sure
That I'm gonna always be right here for the long run

I might make you mad
You cuss me out but you still my girl
And I promise that I will never put my hands on you, girl
I wanna be everything to you, girl

Gots ta be the one that you can't stand
Gots ta be the one you call your man
Gots ta be the one to put a ring on that hand
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

Gots ta be the one you can't forget
Gots ta be the one that you regret
Gots ta be the one like you ain't neva met
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything, yeah

Listen
I don't want you love nobody but me
You and me can do almost anything
Gots ta be the one you want
Gots ta be the one you flaunt

You can't get mad at nobody but me
In fact I'm the only one you can receive
Gots ta be the one you want
Gots ta be the one you flaunt

Gots ta be the one that make you sad
Gots ta be the one you neva had
Gots ta be the one that you want so damn bad
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

Gots ta be the only one you fight
Gots ta be the one that makes it right
Gots ta be the one you don't like half the time
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything, yeah

Gots ta be the one you want
Gots ta be the one
Gots ta be the one you flaunt
Gots ta be the one
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

Gots ta be the one you want
Gots ta be the one
Gots ta be the one you flaunt
Gots ta be the one
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be your everything

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Miles To Go - Lyrics - Del The Funky Homosapien

Title: Miles To Go
Artist: Del The Funky Homosapien
Composer(s): Teren Delvon Jones

Lyric:
Check this out

This is the intro, I dent foes
And bend them and upchuck send ya outta luck fuck
That shit is nasty, I blast the MC's
Who try to sneak past me, I'm dastardly

I scare 'em dare 'em to maneuver, I'm smoother
I will prove to all your boys that I do the
Psychotic plot if it's necessary, yes, it's very down, pat
Now I'm tellin' brothers brown black lighter

Fight for ya righta, I incite riots
If they try that shit that happen in the '60s
I ain'ts the whimpee, I simply flip the whip
That holds my flow, so no foes will know

What motivates me, I show no race, see
It's higher conspirin' on MC's who tire me with wackness
Usin' metaphors, breakin' backs if it comes to that
'Cause I'm the one who raps

Fillin' gaps in the space
Perhaps there's a space for me in the world of rap
Your girl's on my lap, she's on the dilznick
I kill shit, the negative feels the musical sedative
And I'm ahead of them

I'm goin' tha extra mile and I bet you smile
'Cause my texture's wild, yeah
I'm goin' tha extra mile and I bet you smile
'Cause my texture's wild

I'm goin' tha extra mile and I bet you smile
'Cause my texture's wild, yeah
I'm goin' tha extra mile and I bet you smile
'Cause my texture's wild

I only give a little ittle blurb
If I prefer to confuse, now were you enthused
Just by the way I play with syllables?
And still I do work 'cause I pursue jerks
'Til they know I'm berserk

Quick with my quirk like Dirk the Daring
You can spare me the tears, I ain't carin'
Just preparin' for Armageddon, ya head in
A guillotine is sure to thrill a mean

Motivation [Incomprehensible] placed in a casket
Drastic, you'll get ya ass kicked bein' placid
Ask if I rips suddenly, I say
What in the hell is you speakin'

Neva change my strange way that I come about shit
But you doubt it, wanna dis the D E?
Then you see me and you shout if
I would come to you and screw you
You new crew and you got the bitch with the mad voodoo

Over niggas because you know the vigor
That I use to abuse hoes and foes
So get a whiff of the spliff that I'm puffin'
Ya wanna step to me in the club but I dubs nothin', yeah

I'm goin' tha extra mile and I bet you smile
'Cause my texture's wild
Yeah, I'm goin' tha extra mile and I bet you smile
'Cause my texture's wild, yeah

I'm goin' tha extra mile and I bet you smile
'Cause my texture's wild
Yeah, I'm goin' tha extra mile and I bet you smile
'Cause my texture's wild, bass

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So Many Ways (Clean Version) - Lyrics - Warren G

Title: So Many Ways (Clean Version)
Artist: Warren G
Composer(s): Dewayne Williams, Warren Griffin Iii

Lyric:
Hey you gon miss up on the g-funk era
Ya know we said things won for warren g, and soon turned superstar

11-10-7 D that was my intro
And now I'm makin dough, I'm rollin a 64
Well things get shady when the grass is greener
Brothas throwin up sets in hoods like ya neva seen a
Young mac daddy do his thing 'cause I pack right
I got 44 ways to make you act right
And it's a shame how the game must be played
It was told never fold by the brothas you can't fade
So raise up on this young hog
'Cause I heard you punkin some but you can't punk me dogg
I got my own thang 'cause I let my beats swing
It ya wanna bring it bring it on no pain to gain
So as I creep can you peep what I speak
Techniques unique, so what you sayin is obsolete
So there it is as I go about my days
I can only bring it to you like this in so many ways

Hey, hey, hey this is Warren G you know
And I was in Baghdad
Before these lil youngstaz was in they Daddy bag
Ya know, yeah, they in violation Wayniac so hound em

I'm bein true ain't no fakin wit me
Brovas plottin on me trynna test if they can see
But I'm peepin out the sain for the peeps who gimme props
For stayin out that madness you know it ain't gon stop
In so many ways I let 'em know
In so many way I let it flow
But you still don't hear me though
So I'm gon break it down 'cause it's quite elementary
This is for da homies in da penetentary
Ab baby papa
Big rotch from the block
And the homey j dogg down 'cause you'ze a hoe
I got plenty love, and homey love stays
I can only bring it to ya like this, in so many ways

Hey, hey, hey this is Warren G you know
And I was in Baghdad
Before these lil youngstaz was in they Daddy bag
Ya know, yeah, they in violation Wayniac so hound em

I stay true to the game
But some stay blind to the fact
That if I don't look good, you don't look good
So please rearrange and change the things you doin
You playin yourself 'cause you the one gettin screwed
As i, ease on down the rick road
As I shift from first to second, cruise control
So spark up the doujer
'Cause I got the drink, and don't think that
We don't roll without a full tank
Of that bomb that we called the funk
'Cause I am the g and the funk is what you want
Now lets take a trip to the other side of town
Brothas flip flop and they neva stay down
Wanna be all they can be, but gettin held back
Tryin to take what is mine what type of lick is that
So this is for the homies stay down for your pay
I can't only bring it to you like this in so many ways

Hey, hey, hey this is Warren G you know
And I was in Baghdad
Before these lil youngstaz was in they Daddy bag
Ya know, yeah, they in violation Wayniac so hound em

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Independent - Lyrics - Savage Life 2 - Webbie

Title: Independent
Album: Savage Life 2
Artist: Webbie
Composer(s): Jeremy Allen, Mac Knight Claud Vernell, Webster Gradney, Torence Hatch

Lyric:
I-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t do you know what that mean mayne?
I-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t do you know what that mean?
She got her own house
She got her own car
Two jobs, work hard, you a bad broad

If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down

I-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t do you know what that mean?
Baby Phat just relax
Front your own flat screen
Back rub, cook, clean, man don't make her make a scene

When u call her on her cellular
She tell u she don't need not a got damn thang
You a hot damn thang
If you think u finna get her wit a got damn chain
You insane, boy you better get some goddamn change

You a fool, been to school
Even walked across the stage
And she say I love webbie
From his looks to his ways
The stilettos, the J's depend on how the weather look
Flip flop slippers just to show off the pedicure

Flip flop niggaz depend on how the cheddar look
She'll buy her own I don't think she'll never look
In a man face standin' waitin' for him to take care of her
She'll rather go to work and pay the bills on schedule

I-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t do you know what that mean mayne?
I-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t do you know what that mean?
She got her own house
She got her own car
Two jobs, work hard, you a bad broad

If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down

She a dome dime diva
Gutta like Keisha
Work that meter
Cuz she a good freaka
Cuz she stay on her shit
She got her own shit
She don't neva trip cuz all she want is that dick

She bouncy, flossy keep them hoes off me
Gutta lil slang man, I love when she talkin'
A independent chick, do you know what that mean?
She cook, she clean, neva smell like onion rings

22's on her whip
Oh she do it large
When she break a nigga off
Got a nigga spoiled
She a bad lil' chick
A fly lil' chick
Hit me on my phone she like to buy that dick

Got her stunna shades on lookin' like sumthin'
Stallion hair long she a nice sumthin'
Like to go to the mall er'day for an outfit
Hair did, nails did, independent what she call it

I-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t do you know what that mean mayne?
I-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t do you know what that mean?
She got her own house
She got her own car
Two jobs, work hard, you a bad broad

If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down

She got her own house, drive her own whip
Range Rover all white, like her toe tips
She got a pretty smile, smell real good
Only time she need a man for that good jug

They buy the bar too, they superstars too
They be like you ain't got no money take yo broke tail home
In Baby Phat they on, they clothes match they phone
They be like 'yeah!' When they song come on

Leave the club kinda early 'cuz they gotta go to work
I mess wit supervisors who got credit like Big Turk
So dusty feet, please don't bother me
I got independent dimes on my mind who spoil me

Gucci hat, Gucci fit so sick
That's a gift from my independent chick yes sir!
Tryna get next to her gotta be yaself mayne
'Cause she got her own money, she don't need no help mayne

I-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t do you know what that mean mayne?
I-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t do you know what that mean?
She got her own house
She got her own car
Two jobs, work hard, you a bad broad

If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down
If you ain't on, sit down

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Panther Power - Lyrics - Resurrection Soundtrack - 2pac

Title: Panther Power
Album: Resurrection Soundtrack
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Mark Dorado, Jimi Dright, Raymond Tyson, Tupac Shakur

Lyric:
As real as it seems the American dream
Ain't nuthin' but anotha calculated scheme
To keep us locked up and shot up and back in chains
To deny us our future rob our name
Kept our history a mystery but now i see
The American dream wasn't meant for me
Cause lady liberty's a hypocrite she lied to me
Promised freedom education and ecuality
Never gave be nuthin' but slavery
But now look at how dangerous you made me
Callin' me a man cause I'm strong and bold
With this gumbo of knowledge of the lies you told
Promised me emancipation and a free nation
All you ever gave my people was starvation
The father of our country never cared for me
They kept our ancestors shacked up in slavery
Uncle Sam neva did a damm thing for me
Exept lie about the facts in my history
Now I'm sittin' here mad cause I'm unemployed
But the government mad cause they enjoy
When my people are down they just screw us around
Time to change the government now
Panther Power

Panther powr from the place that resides within
Go to for to with a panther and you just can't win
Self proclaimed best supress the rest
The rich get richer and the poor take less
The American dream was the American nightmare
You kept my people down and refused to fight fair
The Ku Klux Klan tried to keep us out
With signs that state No Blacks allowed
With intimidation and segregation
Once would wait for our freedom
But now we're impatient
Blacks they others they yell sell out
Freedom equality get out yell out
Don't eva be ashamed of what you are
It's your Panther power that makes you a star
Panther Power

My mother neva let me forget my history
Hopin' that i would set free cahins that were put on me
Wanted to be more than just free
Had to know tha true facts about my history
I couldn't settle for bein' a statistic
Couldn't survive in this capitalistic government
Cause it was meant to hold us back with ignorance
Drugs and sneak attacks in my community
They killed our unity
But when I charged them they cried immunity
I strike america like a case of heart disease
Panther Power is runnin' through my arteries
Try to stop me homeboy you'll get clawed to death
Cause i'll be fightin for my freedom 'till my dyin' breath

Do you remember that's what I'm askin' you
You think you're livin' free don't make me laugh at you
Open your eyes realise you've been locked in chains
Said you wasn't civilized and stole your name
Cause some time has passed we seem to all firget
There's no liberty for me and you we ain't free yet
Panther Power

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When You Gonna Drop - Lyrics - Bad Azz - Lil Boosie

Title: When You Gonna Drop
Album: Bad Azz
Artist: Lil Boosie
Composer(s): Jeremy Allen, Torence Hatch

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Lyric:
I'm tired of all these bitch ass niggas askin' me
When I'm gon' drop, I got you niggas now
Say Mel and T, go and get this shit pressed up, I'm ready, nigga
'Cuz I'm tired of these niggas askin' me

They like look Boosie, when you gon' drop? Why not
Boosie, is ya gon' flop? Nigga, huh uh
Boosie, where been, nigga? I been on the block
At studios or sellin' blocks, whateva it takes to make a knot

I ain't fuckin' wit this double dist, the whole world lovin' this
Bow down and suck this dick, you are the rap's fuckin' trick
14 or 15, I told you that I had a dream
16 or 17, I was sellin' crack to crack fiends

I live this shit, so get it right, my phone won't let me sleep at night
My Razor phone is prepaid, them Nextels they like AIDS
They dangerous, they gangsterous, like all my niggas who hang wit us
All my niggas who bang wit us, we're Trill Entertainment, change wit us

I made you wait until the winter, now I got you cold
2006, I'm in this bitch, now I got control
Gucci shades, that's what I floss wit
My bitch don't window shop, she go in and shop for raw shit

I told Asilum fuck this, let's 'em wit a double dist
Me and Lil' Webbie, we drop more hits than Snoop Dog and Ludacris
You ain't heard about this Boosie shit? Open ya ears
When ya open ya ears, welcome to Phil, nigga

Man, I been hot, sellin' out the stores but I always lose my CEO's
Love to fuck wit gangsters, I don't affiliate wit hoes
First I gotta do my promo shows, that gon' be hell
Gotta do my interview like 50, that gon' make Lil' B sell

Gotta ease my mind in wit recent keys down in ATL
Gotta leave the work to B and Trayl before the judge send me to hell
I'm thugged out but you can't tell, was drugged out, now I'm well
Don't smoke nuttin', don't drank nuttin', you play me
I'm gon' swang sumthin'

Since been gone, my feelings gone, man, they did my nigga wrong
If you think that you the sickest, confess and say you did it
This album gon' be the sickest, that's on my pops
He put that dang-a-lang in my momma, 9 months later I dropped

He told neva smoke rock, told me how to hate cops
He watchin' ova, be the 'Bad Azz' drop, here go 'Bad Azz' Pops
Daddy, watch ova me the 'Bad Azz' drop
And Mama ain't gotta work no more, believe that

Boosie, when you gon' drop? Why not
Boosie, is ya gon' flop? Nigga, huh uh
Boosie, where been, nigga? I been on the block
At studios or sellin' blocks, whateva it takes to make a knot

Boosie, when you gon' drop? Why not
Boosie, is ya gon' flop? Nigga, huh uh
Boosie, where been, nigga? I been on the block
At studios or sellin' blocks, whateva it takes to make a knot

I'm sicker than a nigga wit a 100 bricks, watch Lil' Boosie runnin' shit
We dick hoes down for hours while you run at them niggas comin' quick
We flip these hoes like dominoes, niggas betta hide your hoes
We snatch your hoes out Magic City
And make them hoes get raunchy wit it

I'm diggity diggity down South, new makeova
And niggas say they've been kickin' up dope but I'm Louisiana takeova
And like Hova, I'm versatile, real soldiers, they don't retire
I'm be like George Clinton 'round this bitch, spitin' that 45

Wit this little light of mine, I'ma shine
You ain't got be featured on my tape, I don't need you niggas anyway
All my hoes thong drop, yeah, I take they thongs off
"Boosie, when yo' album drop?", as soon as you finish swall'

?I'm finished, thank you?, pull yo' draws up on yo' waist
Wipe that shit up out your face and let's go get an Outback Steak
'Coz 'Bad Azz' did dropped today, this wat you gon' snatch today
This the sickest dub edition since Tupac done passed away

So you ain't gotta ask today when I'm comin', is it far
This bitch in done wit, so ask about the Golden Child
Big stacks, I hold 'em now, big gats, I'm buss 'em
Big nights, I fuck 'em, handcuff 'em 'coz I don't trust 'em

2004, I was ballin', woah, you see the DVD
I can hear Pimp C hollin' 'bout 'Look at me, look at me'
I'm the spices in the Gumbo, I'm the fries at Popeye's
I ain't retarted, I'm retunto compared to no nigga at all

'Coz I'm a dog, in a rock, I'ma pit
And I stoppin' for shit, I'm full blooded
All my niggas go fearless from New York to Philly
From Detroit to my state, in Flo', I'ma heavyweight

In Georgia, got real estate, California affiliate
Jackson, Mississippi got my back like that's my livin' state
Saint Louis and Mobile, they clock steel and pop pills
Savannah, Georgia and they K kill can forget about J-ville

A-town and D-town, they grab ki's like rebounds
Arkansas is straight rage, they shoot niggas on stage
Fear played and chest on fire, end your fuckin' career, nigga
Hit you wit they steel, nigga, you won't feel that pill, nigga

Can't no rapper fuckin' wit me, hit ya from my way
Look like Tim Donkey, Tong and Parker in my new Genobe
Ask about me if you don't know me and that's off the top
He watchin' ova me, the 'Bad Azz' drop, here go 'Bad Azz', Pop

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Get It Poppin - Lyrics - Hustler's P.O.M.E. - Jim Jones

Title: Get It Poppin
Album: Hustler's P.O.M.E.
Artist: Jim Jones
Composer(s): Natoya Handy, Jim Jones, Andre Parker

Lyric:
Now I am fresh out of bail harder flyer than a muthafuck
I don't do the baby, sumthin' like a rubber nut
Sumthin' like a hustler, got it runnin' through my blood
You aint bout dat money, well, honey I don't give a fuck

Trynna ball wit a hoodie on cost about a stack
Got my booty shorts on but you cant see da stash
My shawty in da hood said he like it like dat
He put it on me good and I throw it right back

I'm a playa, I'ma pimp
I'll stick ya up for ya cheddar and all ya chips
Gimme da keys, I want da juice
Da credit cards, Da dogs and house too

Dey see I'm doin' me, dey see I'm gettin' paid
I still be in da hood, representin' for da days
Mercedes wanna hate, try to stomp em
I'ma fake, o it's all in da game but I'm still gettin' cake

If you a G, lemme see
You ain't gotta pay for da dinner, it's on me
Let's get it poppin shawty, let's get it poppin shawty
I get it poppin shawty, let's get it poppin shawty

We got da cash, buy out da bars
Drop da tops out da celing, you see da stars
We get it poppin shawty, I get it poppin shawty
We get it poppin shawty, we get it poppin shawty

Now what bitch don't want me, young rich G
Gun beneath da seat, pushin' a hundred on da V
Hand on da rocks two seater what you call dat
Lambergini drop, two divas how ya solve dat

Easy just loosen up da bra strap, make 'em feel sexy
Push dat seat to da coupe back
And den you let da breeze do da four play
And den you let da V do da horseplay

Turn da city streets to a horse race burn rubber
And word motha I got no cover Hoes love us
And I only fear da Lord above us
So if you want me come and get me make it good muhfucka

Tell da hatas cuff at dat
I play wit paper by da ten stack
I love ladies wit a shoe fetish
I tell her baby I got a coupe fetish, you wanna ride wit a G

If you a G, lemme see
You ain't gotta pay for da dinner, it's on me
Let's get it poppin shawty, let's get it poppin shawty
I get it poppin shawty, let's get it poppin shawty

We got da cash, buy out da bars
Drop da tops out da celing, you see da stars
We get it poppin shawty, I get it poppin shawty
We get it poppin shawty, we get it poppin shawty

Now 'bout to get it poppin if you ready for us
Startin' wit dem shoppin' sprees, I'm givin' honts so dey know it
Who said love don't cost a thing I'm from da city
Were da chicks are thick

Blingin' on dey neck and wrist and niggas poppin bottles
While da ladies rock dey hips

You get to know me and I'll teach you somethin'
To go from lil' money flossin' to doin' super stuntin'
I'm always griindin' so I'm gettin' money stick wit me and you'll go far
Dem otha chicks dey come a dime a dozen

You say dat you a G, well nigga let me see
I'll take you places where you neva thought dat you would be
I got a sassy mouth and yea I'm from da south
And you could tell because you see my ass and hips poked out

I'm best dressed no doubt, lets go it ain't no thang
Princess I'm da chick and don't forget my name
And this here wont change, you betta sho respect
Or we'll really get it poppin, Jha Jha, Crime Mob, and Dipset

If you a G, lemme see
You ain't gotta pay for da dinner, it's on me
Let's get it poppin shawty, let's get it poppin shawty
I get it poppin shawty, let's get it poppin shawty

We got da cash, buy out da bars
Drop da tops out da celing, you see da stars
We get it poppin shawty, I get it poppin shawty
We get it poppin shawty, we get it poppin shawty

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One And Only - Lyrics - The Emancipation of Mimi - Mariah Carey

Title: One And Only
Album: The Emancipation of Mimi
Artist: Mariah Carey
Composer(s): S Lindley, C Mitchell, Mariah Carey

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Lyric:
I'm lookin' for my one and only
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin' for my one and only

I'm riding home in pain again baby
But that don't mean suck to you
You're currently engaged in an intimate conversation
With a young groupie or two
They say players only love you when they're playing games
Still I gave my heart to you
I should have stayed away
Like my friends all told me to

Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin' for my one and only
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
Why can't I find my one and only?

(See I'm looking for a man that'll rub me slow)
See I'm looking for a man that'll rub me slow
Make me sing real high
When he goes down low
But see it ain't just a physical thing
He's gotta treat me affectionately
And I gotta know he won't betray my trust
Just like every other motherfucker does
Is this just an impossible dream

Baby
To elusive to pursue
It's been such a sad and windy road for me
Just searchin' for the truth

Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin' for my one and only
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
Why can't I find my one and only?

Now you know roll a Beamer and a Benz
When I'm dishin' out ends
Why you trppin' on a player baller
Havin' good conversation while we rollin' on 2-4's
And I know you got doubts
But why you listenin' to what people talkin' 'bout
You ain't figured out why they call ya
The hefas steady hatin' 'cause you rollin' on 2-4's

See how yo money flo
You dressed in designer clothes from head to ya toe
You ain't satisfied well tell me what you lookin' for
(I'm lookin' for my one and only)
Well, I'll be yo one and only if you give me a chance
I'll make a change for you girl
I know I ain't been the mos faithful nigga in the world
But lets stay together so we can shine like pearls

Spit it to her while I fill her got her hot like fire
To kiss yo lips I desire
Twis and Mariah together like them grips on ya tires
(Lookin' for my one and only)
Well come here Shawty well let me make it better
We can do whateva while we sittin' on sued and leather
Flickin' through the city while we ridin' on chrome

Lets kick it in the Chi
I know I messed up wit you an I ain't gon' lie
I know you was feelin' you really know yo guy
But baby girl, I ain't mean to blow yo high
Let me pick the pieces up and but um back together
'Cause I wanna be wit you don't wanna leave you lonely
Ride wit you like a hommie neva no fony
Shawty can I be yo one an only

(Every time, oh)
(Every time I turn around)
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
So so lonely
(Why?)
I'm looking for my one and only
Every time I turn around
(Agh, ha ha ha ha)
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
Why can't I find my one and only?
(Still lookin' for my one and only)

Every time I turn around
(Agh, ha ha ha ha)
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin' for my one and only
(I'm lookin' for my one and only)
Every time I turn around
(Agh, ha ha ha ha)
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
I'm lookin' for my one and only
Why can't I find my one and only?

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