Make Up Your Mind - Lyrics - Tyrese

Title: Make Up Your Mind
Artist: Tyrese
Composer(s): Joe Carter, Tyrese Gibson, Trevor Job, Tyres

Lyric:
God bless the day I found you
Can somebody tell me
Why you don't believe in me? Oh no

When I say A, you think I mean B
Guess it wasn't meant to be, so I'm movin' on, yeah
You tell me you've changed still the same
I'm ma tell you like my Mama told me, game
(Game recognize game)

That's how I know you will never change
We've been at this for a nice long while
I think it's best we go our own ways, goodbye
(Fame doesn't mean a thing)
'Cuz it's all about you

Make up your mind
It's two feet in 'cuz you can't have one foot out
When you're tryin' to have somethin'
Make up your mind
'Cuz I can't want this more than you want this, no

Make up your mind
It's two feet in 'cuz you can't have one foot out
When you're tryin'
Why don't you make up your mind?
No, no, no, no

You've opened my eyes, I've realized
That you and I will never know love
Where did we go wrong? Yeah
You turned on me in times of need
I'mma tell you like my Mama told me, games
(Game recognize game)

That's how I know you will never change
We've been at this for a nice long while
I guess it's best we go own ways, goodbye
(Fame doesn't mean a thing)
'Cuz it's all about you, oh oh oh

Make up your mind
It's two feet in 'cuz you can't have one foot out
When you're tryin' to have somethin'
Make up your mind
'Cuz I can't want this more than you want this, no
(Can you do that for me please baby? Oh)

Make up your mind
It's two feet in 'cuz you can't have one foot out
When you're tryin'
Why don't you make up your mind?
No, no, no, no
(Would you just make up mind for me baby)

We've been involved for oh so long, yeah, yeah
And already got feelings that are oh so strong
If I get that urge to kick it to the curb
Oh, I'll be outta here and won't look back my dear
I'm sorry but I gotta go, oh

I always let you say what you wanna say
I only told you be who you wanna be
So why you wanna flip on me?

Make up your mind
It's two feet in 'cuz you can't have one foot out
When you're tryin' to have somethin'
Make up your mind
'Cuz I can't want this more than you want this, no
(I can't let you do this to me baby, no, no )

Make up your mind
It's two feet in 'cuz you can't have one foot out
(Is there somethin' wrong with this love affair baby?)
When you're tryin'
Why don't you make up your mind?
No, no, no, no
(Make up mind for me baby, do it for me baby)

Make up your mind
It's two feet in 'cuz you can't have one foot out
When you're tryin' to have somethin'
Make up your mind
'Cuz I can't want this more than you want this, no
(So you gotta go baby, oh no )

Make up your mind
It's two feet in 'cuz you can't have one foot out

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Please Make Up Your Mind - Lyrics - Hank Williams

Title: Please Make Up Your Mind
Artist: Hank Williams
Composer(s): Hank Sr Williams

Lyric:
When I agree with you baby it makes you mad
And when I don't it makes you sad
When I argue back you pack and leave
And when I don't you pout in grieve

There just ain't nobody knows what I go through
Will you please make up your mind what you want me to do?

You say get out and I'd better stay gone
Then you have a big policeman drag me back home
You holler good and loud, put him in the calaboose
Then you cry and ask the judge won't you please turn him loose?

The good Lord only knows what I go through
Will you please make up your mind what you want me to do?

My life with you baby has been one hard knock
Lord my head looks like an old chop block
And I'll tell you right now, honey, that ain't all
You done kicked me till I feel like a used football

There just ain't nobody knows what I go through
Will you please make up your mind what you want me to do?

You knock me down and then you pick me up
Honey, do you have to love so doggone rough?
I wish to my soul you'd slow down the pace
'Cause I tell you right now the hide's gettin' scarce

There just ain't nobody knows what I go through
Will you please make up your mind what you want me to do?

Why when I married you you were such a meek little thing
But honey among tigers you'd be queen
If a poor little rabbit had you on his side
Every hound in the country would crawl off and hide

There just ain't nobody knows what I go through
Would you please make up your mind
What in the confounded cat hair do you want me to do?

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Please Make Up Your Mind - Lyrics - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: Please Make Up Your Mind
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Sr Williams

Lyric:
When I agree with you baby it makes you mad
And when I don't, it makes you sad
When I argue back you pack and leave
And when I don't you pout in grieve

There just ain't nobody knows what I go through
Will you please make up your mind, what you want me to do?

You say get out and I'd better stay gone
Then you have a big policeman drag me back home
You holler good and loud put him in the calaboose
Then you cry and ask the judge, ?Won't you please turn him loose??

The good Lord only knows what I go through
Will you please make up your mind, what you want me to do?

My life with you baby has been one hard knock
Lord, my head looks like an old chop block
And I'll tell you right now honey that ain't all
You done kicked me till I feel like a used football

There just ain't nobody knows what I go through
Will you please make up your mind, what you want me to do?

You knock me down and then you pick me up
Honey do you have to love so doggone rough
I wish to my soul you'd slow down the pace
'Cause I tell you right now the hide's gettin' scarce

There just ain't nobody knows what I go through
Will you please make up your mind, what you want me to do?

Why when I married you, you were such a meek little thing
But honey among tigers, you'd be queen
If a poor little rabbit had you on his side
Every hound in the country would crawl off and hide

There just ain't nobody knows what I go through
Will you please make up your mind?

What in the confounded cat hair, you want me to do?

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Should I Come Home (Or Should I Go Crazy?) - Lyrics - III - Joe Nichols

Title: Should I Come Home (Or Should I Go Crazy?)
Album: III
Artist: Joe Nichols
Composer(s): Joe Allen

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Lyric:
I wonder if you've had the time it takes to think it over
And sort out all the feelings in your mind
Sometimes I think you've found someone to do your thinkin' for ya
'Cause lately you've been showin' all the signs

Should I come home or should I go crazy?
I'm beggin' you, please, make up your mind
If you love me, then think it all over
So, make up your mind or I'll lose mine

Last night when I came by, I rang the bell and no one answered
But I heard voices whisper through the door
Now I'm not sure if anyone was home to do the talkin'
'Cause lately I hear voices more and more

Should I come home or should I go crazy?
I'm beggin' you, please, make up your mind
If you love me, then think it all over
So, make up your mind or I'll lose mine

Should I come home or should I go crazy?
I'm beggin' you, please, make up your mind
If you love me, then think it all over
So, make up your mind or I'll lose mine

Should I come home or should I go crazy?
I'm begging you, please

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Should I Come Home (Or Should I Go Crazy) - Lyrics - Gene Watson

Title: Should I Come Home (Or Should I Go Crazy)
Artist: Gene Watson
Composer(s): Joe Allen

Lyric:
I wonder if you've had the time it takes to think it over
To sort out all the feelings in your mind
Sometimes I think you've found someone to do your thinking for you
'Cause lately you've been showing all the signs

Should I come home, or should I go crazy?
I'm beggin' you please, make up your mind
If you love me, then think it all over
So make up your mind, or I'll lose mine

Last night when I came by, I rang the bell and no one answered
But I heard voices whisper through the door
Now I'm not sure if anyone was home to do the talking
'Cause lately I hear voices more and more

Should I come home, or should I go crazy?
I'm beggin' you please, make up your mind
If you love me, then think it all over
So make up your mind, or I'll lose mine

Should I come home, or should I go crazy?
I'm beggin' you please, make up your mind
If you love me, then think it all over
So make up your mind, or I'll lose mine

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Too Late - Lyrics - Amy Grant

Title: Too Late
Artist: Amy Grant
Composer(s): Chris Christian, Amy Grant

Lyric:
Well, it's too late for walkin' in the middle
Too late to try
And it's too late for sittin' in the balance
No more middle line

Oh, it's too late for walkin' on fences
Time to choose your side
And it's too late for flirtin' with the darkness
Make up your mind

Oh, the time has come for makin' a decision
And you say, you've found the light
But the talk is cheap when I see the way you're livin'
Walkin' in the night

'Cause it's too late for walkin' in the middle
Too late to try
And it's too late for sittin' in the balance
No more middle line

Oh, oh, it's too late
You know that it's too late for thinkin'
You can walk on the line
Better get wise

You may think, you can live by your feelings
Different every night
But an emotional religion will crumble at our feet
When we're made to stand and fight

'Cause it's too late for walkin' on fences
Time to choose you side
And it's too late for flirtin' with the darkness
Please make up your mind

Oh, oh, oh it's too late
Don't you know that it's too late for thinkin'
You can walk on that line?
Better get wise

Oh, it's too late for walkin' in the middle
Too late to try
And it's too late for sittin' in the balance
No more middle line

Oh, it's too late for walkin' on fences
Time to choose your side
And it's too late for flirtin' with the darkness
Please make up your mind

And it's too late for walkin' in the middle
Too late to try
And it's too late for sittin' in the balance
No more middle line

Oh, it's too late for walkin' on fences
Time to choose your side
And it's too late for flirtin' with the darkness
Please make up your mind

Too late for walkin' in the middle
Too late to try
And it's too late for sittin' in the balance
No more middle line

Oh, it's too late for walkin' on fences
Time to choose your side
And it's too late for flirtin' with the darkness
Please make up your mind

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I Can'T Take It [No More Remix] - Nas - Lyrics - Three Lw - 3lw

Title: I Can'T Take It [No More Remix] - Nas
Album: Three Lw
Artist: 3lw
Composer(s): Lil Mo S Barnes, William Griffin, Nasir Jones, J Olivier,

Lyric:
Everyday she walk by see me on the same block
Same crew, like she never seen rocks, chain watch, rims blue
Different color boots on, park Yukon
You predicates ex-cons, rip arms, bettin' chips

Puff medicine play my gangsta beats
Tunnel bangers, flex, clue tapes bang in the streets
I'm just a fly, thuggish baller shorty anxious to meet
Till I die keep wanting to head mink to the feet

But shorty jail bait, might get me five to life
Maybe in time you can be Nas's wife
Place school, study law I'm ma pay your tuition
Come on campus, buy you books, do your babysitting

My unusual style make your future unwild
When you get older I'mma bless you with a child
See now you was unaware that this thug had affection
Let me be your angel and I'll be your protection

It's either you will, either you won't
Sometimes you do, sometimes you don't
Sometimes it's yes, other times it's no
But I can't take it no more

Take your wrong and make it right
Just say you can make up your mind
Is is we is or is we ain't
'Cause I can't take it no more

Make 'em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this

Baby, baby you keep, putting things before me
But I was there for you when you had nothing
So baby, baby, basically it's in you, it's in me
Now or never, give me all or nothing

It's either you will, either you won't
Sometimes you do, sometimes you don't
Sometimes it's yes, other times it's no
But I can't take it no more

Take your wrong and make it right
Just say you can make up your mind
Is is we is or is we ain't
'Cause I can't take it no more

Make 'em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this

Baby, baby, you keep telling me you're changing
You promise you will be a better man then
But no soon as you see your peeps
There you go switching out on me
And we're back at square one again

Don 3, can't get with me, y'all just a child, child
Maybe I can get you with little Sammie and bow wow
Please girls try to understand me now, now
Like my little sisters I'mma hold you down, down

Got the whole world in your hands
Three little woman got these young boys tryna be their man
Do your thing shorty but if they get disrespectful
Get on your cell phone call big brother Esco, now let's go

'Cause all this back and forth in and out, ups and downs
Is beginning to wear me out
See you gotta tell me now, tell me now
Don't wait till the end, it's either me or your friends
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Remix, track masters, remix, precision, remix
We about to make ya clap to this, remix
Make 'em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this

It's either you will, either you won't
Sometimes you do, sometimes you don't
Sometimes it's yes, other times it's no
But I can't take it no more

Take your wrong and make it right
Just say you can make up your mind
Is is we is or is we ain't
'Cause I can't take it no more

It's either you will, either you won't
Sometimes you do, sometimes you don't
Sometimes it's yes, other times it's no
But I can't take it no more

Take your wrong and make it right
Just say you can make up your mind
Is is we is or is we ain't
'Cause I can't take it no more

Make 'em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this

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There'S Something On Your Mind - Lyrics - Blues Summit - B.B. King

Title: There'S Something On Your Mind
Album: Blues Summit
Artist: B.B. King
Composer(s): Jay Mcneely

Lyric:
There's something on your mind
By the way you look at me
There is something on your mind, baby
By the way you look at me
And what you're thinking brings happiness
Oh, and it bring misery

Please, please, don't try to tell me
I think, I, I understand
No, no, don't try to tell me, baby
'Cause I think, I, I understand
You want me to try and forget you
Well, I'll do, baby, I'll do the best I can

You know it hurts you when you're in love with someone
And you know that someone don't love you
It carries a heavy burden on your heart to know
That the someone that you're in love with
Is in love with your best friend

And I'll tell you, when someone else is rocking you
Rocking your cradle, you know, better
Than you can rock your cradle yourself
Then there's only one thing for you to do

You just pack your clothes turn around
And slowly walk out of the door
Look over your left shoulder as you go out
Then you hang your head and you say

Oh please don't try to tell me
Uh huh, I think, I understand
No, no, no, no please don't try to tell me
Because you think, you think I understand
Oh you want me to try, to try to forget you, baby
And I'll tell you, I'll do the best I can

You know after you have done all you could do
And you can't take no more, then you go downtown
You get your big baseball bat
And you come back on the scene

Where they both are still together
And then you just go and kick down the door
Now as you kick down the door you just start
Beating the hell of everybody that you can see

Everybody that comes through the door
And just as you make up your mind that you're gonna try
To forgive her, then out comes another one of your friends

And that really blows your mind so you go and think about
You say to yourself, baby I realize I've done wrong
But please forgive me and with a smirky smile on her face
Then she look up at you and she say

If you ever think about me
(Oh I think about you, baby)
If you ever change your mind
(Oh you're staying on my mind, baby)

If you ever think about me
(Oh I think, I think about you all the time)
And if I ever cross your mind
(You stay on my mind)

Well, you know, you know
You know I'm yours
And I know, I know you got to be mine
(Yeah)

There's something on your mind, B
I can tell by the way you look at me
(Oh, there's something, on my mind, baby)
There is something on your mind
(Oh can you tell, there's something on my mind)
By the way you look at me
(Oh the way I look at you, you look good to me)

And what you're thinking brings happiness
(Yes, baby)
Oh and it can bring misery
(Yes, all right)

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Z - Get Your Mind Right Mami - Lyrics - The Dynasty Roc La Familia - Jay

Title: Z - Get Your Mind Right Mami
Album: The Dynasty Roc La Familia
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Ricardo Thomas, Shawn Carter, Calvin Broadus

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Lyric:
Sup ma? You want to roll with us, y'knowhatI'msayin'?
It's good, it's love, it's all love
Got cases of Belvedere, we gon' play truth or dare
We gon' really get to know one another
All you gotta do is put your hair down, get your mind right
You know what I mean? I'm here for you, yo

Relax yourself, let your conscience be free
You now rollin' with them thugs from the ROC
Ain't no place on the planet that you'd rather be
But in the blue flame, bitch you're new to the game

Cross over to the Roc, make yourself hot
The topic of discussion in every nail shop
It's a secret society, all we ask is trust
And within a week, watch your arm freeze up

Brassiere get right, A to a D cup
Weave get tight, pedicure your feet up
Ears get iced, gear get spiced
From hoodrat to superstar, there's your life

Fuck with Hova, he can take you out of your Hell
Say bye to Reebok, say hi to Chanel
Say hi to Gucci, Prada as well
Take a look in the mirror, be proud of yourself

Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta play your part when you're rollin' with the ROC
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a nigga like me

Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
I need a gangsta girl, who can ride in my passenger seat
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
And I need gangsta girls, for my gangsta family

Yo, I'm young Memphis, used to play the apprentice
Now I'm like the teacher, c'mere, let me teach ya
how to play them benches, hold this work in your dentures
How to play it cool when police come to pinch us

Relax mami, let the Belvy flow
Inhale the 'dro, exhale it slow
I could teach you how to roll, teach you 'bout fly kicks
Teach you how to keep your nose up out of my shit

When the beeper goes off, please don't reach
Like you put a ring or spend cheese on Bleek
Get your mind right, baby, goin' through mine crazy
When I'm in the shower, star 69 me crazy

Track my last call, contact my broad
With a bitch or two had physical contact in the mall
You got issues problems you need to iron out
I will, holla, for now you on time out

You gotta play your part when you're rollin' with the ROC
(C'mon little mama, c'mon)
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a nigga like me
(Get your mind right mami, get your mind right)
(C'mon little mama, c'mon)

I need a gangsta girl, who can ride in my passenger seat
(Get your mind right mami, get your mind right)
(C'mon baby girl, c'mon)
And I need gangsta girls, for my gangsta family
(Get your mind right mami, get your mind right)
(C'mon little mama, c'mon)

PIMPology
I played you and you paid me
Believe me when I tell you, girl I know you a freak
For fuckin' with me, that ain't all you can be

Just put your mind to it you can go real far
I know times gettin' hard on the boulevard
They say, pimpin' is dead, man, pimpin' ain't dead
These hoes just scared and they blind tryin' and dyin' to be lead

But who's to lead 'em? Talk shit to 'em and beat 'em
Get they mind right and feed 'em
Now I don't need 'em, uh, uh, but I can do that there
Put on a three piece suit and Shirley Temple my hair

So I can, feel like a player when I walk in the place
Got yo' bitch all on my line and now she up in my face
Is this yo' bitch is that yo' bitch 'cuz if she's not she mine
She fallin' fo' a nigga and I ain't even dropped a line

Get out my limelight, bitch and get your mind right
C'mon little mama, c'mon
Get your mind right, bitch, get your mind right
C'mon baby girl, c'mon, c'mon

You gotta play your part when you're rollin' with the ROC
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a nigga like me
Get your mind right ma, get your mind right

I need a gangsta girl, who can ride in my passenger seat
Got to get your mind right, baby, get your mind right
And I need gangsta girls for my gangsta family

Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
Get your mind right ma, get your mind right, huh?
Got to get your mind right, baby, get your mind right

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Comedienne - Lyrics - Out-Of-State Plates - Fountains Of Wayne

Title: Comedienne
Album: Out-Of-State Plates
Artist: Fountains Of Wayne
Composer(s): Chris Collingwood, Adam Schlesinger

Lyric:
In for the weekend
Out for the night
She gets caught in the curtains
Lost in the lights

But she's wearing a turban
Feeling alright
And she's hoping to God
That they're coming tonight

There's a man in the corner
Sipping a drink
He says, "I seen them all and
Sister you stink"

And the girls from the office
Try to be nice
But they're loud and they're dumb
And they bicker and fight

She knows, she knows
There are gonna be times
When no one goes
For her funniest lines

Comedienne
Please make up your mind
Are you laughing or crying
Are you killing or dying tonight

Back at the bar
She's been licking her wounds
He says, "Give up the vision
Performing in rooms"

If you work on your timing
And drop me a line
Baby, one of these Mondays
You're gonna be mine

She knows, she knows
There are gonna be times
When no one goes
For her funniest lines

Comedienne
Please make up your mind
Are you laughing or crying
Are you killing or dying tonight

She knows, she knows
There are gonna be times
When no one goes
For her funniest lines

Comedienne
Please make up your mind
Are you laughing or crying
Are you killing or dying tonight

She knows, she knows
She knows, she knows
She knows, she knows
She knows, she knows

She knows, she knows
She knows, she knows

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I Don'T Wanna Wait - Lyrics - Hook Me Up - Veronicas

Title: I Don'T Wanna Wait
Album: Hook Me Up
Artist: Veronicas
Composer(s): John Feldmann, Jessica Origliasso, Lisa Origliasso

Lyric:
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait for you

I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait for you

'Cause I need you
'Can't you see that I need you?
'Cause I need you
'Can't you see that I need you?

Baby, it's you I want
So stop wasting my time
Baby, it's you I need
So please make up your mind
It's time to choose

I don't wanna say
I don't wanna say
I don't wanna say
I don't wanna say
Say goodbye to you

I don't wanna play
I don't wanna play
I don't wanna play
I don't wanna play
Play this game with you

'Cause I need you
Can't you see that I need you?
Oh, I need you
Can't you see that I need you?

Baby, it's you I want
So stop wasting my time
Baby, it's you I need
So please make up your mind
It's time to choose

Every time you stay
The world starts making sense to me
And when you go away
I wanna scream till you see

I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait for you, yeah

I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait for you

Baby, it's you I want
So stop wasting my time
Oh baby, it's you I need
So please make up your mind, yeah
It's time to choose

I don't wanna say
I don't wanna say
I don't wanna say
I don't wanna say
Say goodbye to you

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What'S On Your Mind? - Lyrics - Ace Frehley

Title: What'S On Your Mind?
Artist: Ace Frehley
Composer(s): A Frehley

Lyric:
You're breakin' my heart, I'm fallin' apart
You make me crazy, crazy
You're breakin' my heart, I don't wanna start
A new day, new day

I'm wreckin' my brain, I'm feelin' insane
You make me crazy, crazy
I'm changin' my ways, I'm leavin' today
But things look hazy, hazy

I can't express the words to tell you
'Bout the feelings I got locked up inside
If only you would give me a reason
Why you're so uptight, what's on your mind?

Maybe we could make it one more time
Maybe we should try it again
Maybe we could make it one more time
Baby, please let me know when

You're breakin' my heart, I'm fallin' apart
You make me crazy, crazy
You're breakin' my heart, I'm spinnin' apart
I'm lookin' this and that way

I can't express the words to tell you
'Bout the feelings I got locked up inside
If only you would give me a reason
Why you're so uptight, what's on your mind?

What's on your mind?
What's on your mind?
What's on your mind?
Tell me

Maybe we could make it one more time
Maybe we should try it again
Maybe we could make it one more time
Baby, please let me know when

I can't express the words to tell you
'Bout the feelings I got locked up inside
If only you would give me a reason
Why you're so uptight, what's on your mind?

I can't express the words to tell you
'Bout the feelings I got locked up inside
If only you would give me a reason
Why you're so uptight, what's on your mind?

I can't express the words to tell you
'Bout the feelings I got locked up inside
If only you would give me a reason
Why you're so uptight, what's on your mind?

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What'S On Your Mind? - Lyrics - Ikons [4 CD Set] - Kiss

Title: What'S On Your Mind?
Album: Ikons [4 CD Set]
Artist: Kiss
Composer(s): A Frehley

Lyric:
You're breakin' my heart, I'm fallin' apart
You make me crazy, crazy
You're breakin' my heart, I don't wanna start
A new day, new day

I'm wreckin' my brain, I'm feelin' insane
You make me crazy, crazy
I'm changin' my ways, I'm leavin' today
But things look hazy, hazy

I can't express the words to tell you 'bout the feelings I got
Locked up inside
If only you would give me a reason why you're so uptight
What's on your mind?

Maybe we could make it one more time
Maybe we should try it again
Maybe we could make it one more time
Baby please let me know when

You're breakin' my heart, I'm fallin' apart
You make me crazy, crazy
You're breakin' my heart, I'm spinnin' apart
I'm lookin' this and that way

I can't express the words to tell you 'bout the feelings I got
Locked up inside
If only you would give me a reason why you're so uptight
What's on your mind, what's on your mind?
What's on your mind, what's on your mind? Tell me

Maybe we could make it one more time
Maybe we should try it again
Maybe we could make it one more time
Baby please let me know when

I can't express the words to tell you 'bout the feelings I got
Locked up inside
If only you would give me a reason why you're so uptight
What's on your mind?

I can't express the words to tell you 'bout the feelings I got
Locked up inside
If only you would give me a reason why you're so uptight
What's on your mind?

I can't express the words to tell you 'bout the feelings I got
Locked up inside
If only you would give me a reason why you're so uptight
What's on your mind?

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What'S On Ya Mind? - Lyrics - Da Brat

Title: What'S On Ya Mind?
Artist: Da Brat
Composer(s): Jermaine Dupri, Shawntae Harris

Lyric:
Ay homie, ay yo, shit, wassup with you
What, I make ya horny huh
I make ya horny, huh, shit
You act like you want some nigga,.do you?

Di di di, da, di di di, da di, day
I'm on the dance floor and you up on it in every way
Day to day you think of me
Can't wait to get to the club to see my face

Just to smoke and drink with me
The DJ keep spinnin' the hot records
Make the whole table go crazy the first second, third
I'm ready and able to hit the middle

Under that disco ball so I could shake a little
This shit for y'all who dance with me
Touchin' my ass and titties so frantically
Don't get carried away with it
I'll let you have a little fun if you play with it insatiably

When I cum I do it patiently
'Cuz if it ain't all night its a waste to me
You been chasing me for the longest time
Like Billy Joel so please tell me what's on ya mind nigga

Homie, you act like you want some
Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh
All up on me having a good time
I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind

Homie, you act like you want some
Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh
All up on me having a good time
I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind

I put my hands on the back of your fade
And we danced till the crack of dawn came
To the sun raise up its on
Still got stamina to take you home

Brat the damager managed
To handle any position handed to her
You wanna fuck with the funk bandit, leave it alone
When the sweat trinkle down my cleavage you can't stand it

And you ain't even believing you dancing with Brat
And making eye contact, homie put your hands on my waist
And occasionally run your fingers through my fresh ass braids
And say to me that you feel horny

'Cuz I wanna know if you want some of this
I wish you tell me so
'Cuz if I let you touch me I must want you to go
Home with me be alone with me to get some mo'

'Cuz we smoke, we drink, we bump and grind
And even though I'm tipsy I wanna know what's on ya mind

Homie, you act like you want some
Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh
All up on me having a good time
I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind

Homie, you act like you want some
Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh
All up on me having a good time
I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind

Brat now let me rock it from a niggas perspective
No chick can neglect this, just listen when I stress this
The bitch was breathless
Big lips so thick make me wanna drop draws
Star had me rock hard shaking like a pornstar

Uh, huh wassup shorty
Won't you be my sweet lover friend what homie
Thug love homie Brat put you up on pink lemonade
That's why I don't attract rats with my serenades

Stack off plubicades, lack when it comes to brains
More than two women, I'mma stack'em then play the game
Rack'em they love my name twenty-two
'Cuz they figure amongst themselves can I really inject too

With my nine inch source see me climb in the nookie
Screaming everything is mine while I'm grinding the pussy
Can you picture that what's on ya mind, baby, push me
I don't mind raiding the jar just to get a cookie, uh

Homie, you act like you want some
Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh
All up on me having a good time
I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind

Homie, you act like you want some
Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh
All up on me having a good time
I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind

Homie, you act like you want some
Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh
All up on me having a good time
I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind

Homie, you act like you want some
Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh
All up on me having a good time
I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind

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T-Shirt - Lyrics - Destiny Fulfilled - Destiny'S Child

Title: T-Shirt
Album: Destiny Fulfilled
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Angela Renee Beyince, Beyonce Giselle Knowles, Kelly Rowland, Vidal Davis, Andre Harris, Michelle Williams, Sean Garrett

Lyric:
Hey baby
I wish you could see what I have on right now
You so sexy, imagine how
Intense it would be
To hold me right now
Our song's playin'

At night, when you're far and I'm alone
I feel the fabric from your t-shirt
Flow through my thighs
I can still hear your baritone
In my ear telling me you'll take it slow

And I was in the mirror playing wrong
Like you were here, I couldn't turn me on
So I fell asleep with the music on
Woke up again hearing the same old song, playing

(Ohh ohh)
Give it to me deeper
(Ohh ohh)
Giving me the fever
(Ohh ohh)
Now you got my feet up
This one is a keeper
Now the second verse is playing

(Ohh ohh)
We tried to stand up
(Ohh ohh)
Hold me while my hands up
(Ohh ohh)
And the music picks up
Fantasies were shook up
I'm thinking to myself again

When you're not here
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
I wish you were here
(To take off your t-shirt)
After we make love
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
Wake up in your t-shirt
I smell the scent of your cologne

When I need your feel
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
I need your help
(To take off your t-shirt)
After we make love
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
Wake up in your t-shirt
I smell the scent of your cologne

Outside I hear the rain on my windowpane
Hold up a minute, thought I heard your name
My mind, playing tricks on me again
I hear knocks at the door, is that my baby home

Why couldn't it be reality?
Looked at the clock and it's a four o three
At nine, you'll be arriving on a plane
Then we'll be making love and hearing the song again

(Ohh ohh)
Give it to me deeper
(Ohh ohh)
Giving me the fever
(Ohh ohh)
Now you got my feet up
This one is a keeper
Now the second verse is playing

(Ohh ohh)
We tried to stand up
(Ohh ohh)
Hold me while my hands up
(Ohh ohh)
And the music picks up
Fantasies were shook up
I'm thinking to myself again

When you're not here
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
I wish you were here
(To take off your t-shirt)
After we make love
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
Wake up in your t-shirt
I smell the scent of your cologne

When I need your feel
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
I need your help
(To take off your t-shirt)
After we make love
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
Wake up in your t-shirt
I smell the scent of your cologne

Oh! Boy I've been waiting
(Oh oh oh)
Now my body's shaking
(Oh oh oh)
You're so deep, baby please, take it easy
(Oh oh oh)
I look at your face and
(Oh oh oh)
Got my heart racing
(Oh oh oh)
You're so deep, baby please, take it easy

Keep it right there
Oh! Wait, wait, yeah
Keep it right there
You drivin' me crazy

When you're not here
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
I wish you were here
(To take off your t-shirt)
After we make love
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
Wake up in your t-shirt
I smell the scent of your cologne

When I need your feel
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
I need your help
(To take off your t-shirt)
After we make love
(I sleep in your t-shirt)
Wake up in your t-shirt
I smell the scent of your cologne

Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
...

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Freaky In The Club - Lyrics - Double Up - R. Kelly

Title: Freaky In The Club
Album: Double Up
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): Robert Kelly

Lyric:
{Yeah, gettin' freaky in the club
Ladies, it's your boyfriend, c'mon}

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club

That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way she's windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so freaky, ooh

Girl and the way you flexing that g-string
And you got me tossing this money
I got hotel keys, wanna leave wit me?
Then baby girl hop inside

'Bout to show you how R. Kels ride
Baby what I got on my mind
I hope the same thing is on your mind
Tryna get you somewhere and grind
Because you're so fine
And I just wanna have a good time, girl

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club

Girl the way you windin' it you turn me on
Makin' me wanna take you to my home
And undress you
Baby girl no doubt I wanna sex you
Girl guaranteed, I'll impress you

Have your body goin' ooo ahh
Kelly don't stop
Baby girl come with me
I wanna taste yo ectasy
I just wanna go divin'
In your pool, I'm risin'

Let's do it til we both go ooo
Shake your body down girl go ooo
Got my kisses all over you
Now girl make it do what it do, c'mon baby

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club
(Hello, hello)
Gettin' freaky in the club
(Testing, 1 2, 1 2)

Girl wan wind you, wan bump and grind you
Shopping streaks, I wanna wind and dine you
Fo-seven-six hundred head up the avenue
No paparazzis please, skip the interviews

I wanna see ya body wine one time
Come on girl lemme see you wine one time
Sweet sexy mama you're so fine
That la la la make you stay on my mind

Oh girl when you make it jump
Girl when you make it roll
Girl when you make it drop
It's like mmm
And you got me goin mmm
And I'm feelin' you like mmm
And you feelin' me like mmm
Girl your honey taste like mmm

Make me wan take a trip withchu
Sun shinin' and the sky is blue
So girl come one let me take you to my private spot
Baby I just wanna get you to my private spot
Girl once I get your body to my private spot
Flex, time to have sex, yeah

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club, girl

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club
Gettin' freaky in the club

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club

Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it girl don't stop
Come on baby
Gettin' freaky in the club

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Lonely Daze - Lyrics - Ginuwine...The Bachelor - Ginuwine

Title: Lonely Daze
Album: Ginuwine...The Bachelor
Artist: Ginuwine
Composer(s): Linda Diane Creed, Tim Mosley, Thomas Randolph Bell, Melvin Barcliff, Elgin Lumpkin

Lyric:
Oh oh
Can we try
Oh

Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
I love you baby come with me
Tonight I'm gonna make you stay

Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
I love you baby come with me
Tonight I'm gonna make you stay

Listen
Sit back relax your mind, your dinner is waiting
The more I see you girl my heart beat is pacing
New lovers mentally we knew what we were thinking
No waiting all night long let's start the love making
Can we try

Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
I love you baby come with me
'Cause I love you
Tonight I'm gonna make you stay
I'm gonna make you stay

Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
Can we try
I love you baby come with me
Tonight I'm gonna make you stay

One chance is all I need to have you forever
I'll wait forever girl until the twelveth of of never
If I could do it all I'd carry your baby nine months long
But I'm a man no doubt darlin' and you are my lady

Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
I love you baby come with me
Tonight I'm gonna make you stay
I'm gonna make you stay

Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
All the things I wanna do to you baby
I love you baby come with me
Tonight I'm gonna make you stay

I'm tryin' to figure out, what this love thing is all about?
Can we be as one, help me to know your so fine baby be mine
I wanna tell you girl, it's your love I only seek
And it's the one that's meant for G'
Baby I'm sorry please stay don't you leave
Stay don't you leave me

Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
I love you baby come with me
Cause I want you baby
Tonight I'm gonna make you stay
Anything I've done, I'm sorry

Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
I'll climb a mountain, swim a shore
I love you baby come with me
Anything you want from me
Tonight I'm gonna make you stay
I'll give you that and much, much more
Yes I will baby

Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
Come on
If you want I'll kiss the ground that you walk on
I love you baby come with me
Tonight I'm gonna make you stay
'Cause that's just how much I love you

Can we try to make up for the lonely daze?
All I ever wanted to do is make you happy baby
I love you baby come with me
Tonight I'm gonna make you stay
Tonight I want you by my side

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Ghetto Of My Mind - Lyrics - Rickie Lee Jones

Title: Ghetto Of My Mind
Artist: Rickie Lee Jones
Composer(s): Rickie Lee Jones, Pascal Nabet-Mayer

Lyric:
Oh, please baby
You know I like you

Savin' all my money all week long
So I can go out drivin' with you
Down on Hollywood Boulevard
On Friday night, dressed right

I don't take no trouble smoke at the wall
But I still have that leopard-skin hat
That you gave me way back
Before it was cool and they took it to school

Here in the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind
Y aqui, the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind

Hey today we wild it up, wild it up
Yeah we wild it up, wild it up
Today we wild it up, wild it up
C'mon baby we wild it up, wild it up
Wild it up, wild it up

I like to dance with my rooner
'Cuz when we dance it feels like
We are who we're meant to be
He puts his arms around me
And I put my arms around him
Ooh, I feel satisfied and free

One night I tied my bandanna around his wrist
And we started to sway and it felt so good
He said, "Looky here Mama, looky here
I think I better just see you safely out of the neighborhood"
That is to say

The ghetto
The ghetto of your mind
Y aqui, the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind

You know we wild it up, wild it up
Wild it up, wild it up
Wild it up, wild it up
Wild it up, wild it up

Oh, we wild it up, wild it up
Oh, wild it up, wild it up
Oh, wild it up, wild it up
Wild it up, wild it up

Outside my window the noise is all I've got
There are no stars in the sky
Just the sirens and queens
Breakin' glass down in the parkin' lot
Yeah, that's the world where I live

Sometimes I wonder, oh, how can I go on everyday
But I know that the world you make inside your head
That's the one you see around, that's what I said
Yeah, but the one you see is the one that you make

Inside of the ghetto
The ghetto of your mind
Y aqui, the ghetto
The ghetto of my mind

Hey c'mon now
We wild it up, wild it up
We wild it up, wild it up
Hey, we wild it up, wild it up

Oh, we wild it up, wild it up
Oh, we wild it up, wild it up
Oh, we wild it up, wild it up
Oh, we wild, wild

Oh, we wild, wild
Wild it, wild it
Oh, we wild it, wild it
Oh, we wild it, wild it
Wild it up

The ghetto of my mind
It's the way I feel the ghetto
In the ghetto of my mind
The ghetto

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Everything Remains Raw - Lyrics - Total Devestation: The Best Of Busta Rhymes - Busta Rhymes

Title: Everything Remains Raw
Album: Total Devestation: The Best Of Busta Rhymes
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Ostin Harvey, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Word up, let me just fuck with your mind, please
Aiy, Aiyyo-yo-yo, yo, let me fuck up your mind
On time, showin' you the rhythm as I get wreck and get raw
Yeah I be the man comin' off that be raw
It's Busta Rhymes givin' you much more, so

Yo y'all one more time I come
(Y'all)
Knucklehead flow that make you act real dumb
Yo, I burn your food like Florence
(Yo)
Run up in your crib like my name was search warrants

Shut your mouth nigga don't you complain
Fix you up, mix you with cut like procaines
Ooh, insane to your brain
Right on your subconscious, I leave my shit stain

I be the moistest with rhyme overdoses
Hot stepping over shit like Ini Kamoze's
Sick lyrics like multiple sclerosis
Focus, while I display flows ferocious

Weak niggaz just fall and keep tumbling
Distribute lyrics like I'm hand to hand herb hustling
Hardcore like Quick Draw McGraw
Fuck what you heard you ain't heard this before

I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw

Yo, when I step in the place I leave damages
Nuff bandages on pussy from miscarriages
Yo, watch me bring the newest recipe
Fuck you up quick and condemn you all with leprosy

Let me hit you with flows, that come various
Hah, send you home and make you lie bout your alias
Ha ha, niggaz can't see my routine
When I round up my Flipmode niggaz and get cream

Hey, you! You know what the fuck I mean
Now I'm on the scene, stepping through like Mean Joe Green
Now I'm making you feel the extreme
Till I black you out then turn on my real high beam

Oh shit, now I got your brains fried
Once you inhale smoke from my flow, carbon monoxide
Use your imagination, let me take you higher
Rain hail snow earthquakes, earth, wind and fire

Yo, hit the dirt, get on the floor
I'm that outlaw nigga living right next door
You should just roll out the red carpet
All moving targets, I got you open like supermarkets
(Word up, word up)

Yo yo, there's only five years left
While niggaz is scared to death they breathe they last breath
Days of my life goes on, word is bond
I make you feel my proton, neutron, and electron

Yo, I be the number one icon
Word to the holy Qu'ran, I rock on and on
On and on, hey, on and on and on
You won't understand when I form Voltron
Hahahaha, everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw

I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw
I make sure everything remains raw

Word is bond, niggaz don't really understand shit
Niggaz don't motherfuckin' know y'all, hahah
Flipmode is the motherfuckin' Squad y'all, hahah
I make sure everything remains raw, hahah

Word is bond, niggaz don't know the real shit
There's only five years left, word is bond
Niggaz don't know though there's only five years left, hahaha
Remember that nigga, all you, remember that
There's only five years left, hahaha

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