Respect Me - Lyrics - Showtime - Dizzee Rascal

Title: Respect Me
Album: Showtime
Artist: Dizzee Rascal
Composer(s): Wayne Gardner, Dylan Mills

Lyric:
People are gonna respect me if it kills you
People are going to respect me if it kills you
You people are gonna respect me if it kills you
You people are gonna respect me if it kills you

Yo look, do it how they didn't
Now they really wanna try to do it, but I'm telling them no
I'm in a predicament with imitators
Wanna take my style and other bit of my flow

All this copy cattin' on my lyrics that ya chattin'
Betta stop until the gunshots blow
Do you really want it 'coz I really wanna give it
If you do just let me know

I show arrogance and elegance but no
Tolerance for nonsense I bring
Violence I'm a nuisance
Killer MC leave no evidence

I've got brains and intelligence but no
Conscience no innocence, we roll
In the darkened silence
Represent us in any residence

And I swing for your chin with no hesitense
I'ma captain ya betta bring your regiments
And you're a failure don't have no relevence
I'ma champion and a victor prick ya

So not ready so till ya see ya soul
Headed for the golden gates
No really you monkeys are playin' with hate
Not guerilla warfare it's the coppers I carry this stick for

Plus I've had enough of these
Lil' cheek comin' from fake MC's
Bad minders and skat ladies
Talkin' about how it used to be

Well it's a brand new day, so leave me be
I don't need you so don't need me
Your opinion don't interest me
Don't like me that's fine by me

'Coz from Holly street ta Hollywood it's all good
From New York ta your cool it's all cool
You're a fool if ya think I'm gonna cease
Now honestly could there really be peace

It don't seem that way to tough
Stop with the games I play to rough
You must be smokin' to much puff
Divert or be deceased

UK rapper stabbed in napa
'Coz of gossip 'coz of chatter
He's still breathin' he's still a dapper
Retaliate with gun clapper

Truthfully I can't see very well
Don't flatter your self your any girl
Them boy's shoulda said need ta hell
Now prepare for the beast

You people are gonna respect me, I better make you respect me
You people are gonna respect me, I better make you respect me
You people are gonna respect me, I better make you respect me
You people are gonna respect me, I better make you respect me

You people are gonna respect me if it kills you
You people are gonna respect me if it kills you

I swear yo, endless speculation I'm facin'
Constant controversial relations
To gun crime at garage events
With so many claims and no evidence

Suggesting I'm the reason
For the UK gun clap season
I'm legal may I stress
To the fool for the sake of strident intelligence

Go ahead check my files all day
Bit of criminal damage and T D A
Might be a little bit of violent disorder
But I ain't never been locked away

Got a few mates that have been convicted
Yes so what it's the hand life dealt them
We weren't blessed with the systems T L C
Government shoulda tried ta help them

Any law breaker ain't tryna hide it
As for the sentence ain't tryna ride it
Stop that so I could do this
I'm legit ya may as well kiss my

A S S P L E A S E
I'm L E G I T
You ain't got nothin' on me

But to the pricks who think I'm slackin'
Please don't ever be fooled I'm packin'
This is a welcome and it's a warning
Please don't ever just think I'm rappin'

You know the score I'm raw from day
Still Dylan the villain from around the way
Feel free to quote anything I say
Please don't ever just think I'm chattin'

Gonna respect me, I better make you respect me
You people are gonna respect me, I better make you respect me
You people are gonna respect me, I better make you respect me
You people are gonna respect me, I better make you respect me

You people are gonna respect me if it kills you
You people are gonna respect me if it kills you
Respect me

I know what you're thinkin' it's gone to far now in it
Fuck it, if I don't speak who's gonna speak for me
Stand up for myself in this shit, so fuck you, unapologetic
Can't be, never have been, won't be a prick

Yeah, that's it

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Arranged Marriage - Lyrics - Apache Indian

Title: Arranged Marriage
Artist: Apache Indian
Composer(s): Simon Duggal, Diamond Duggal, Apache Indian (Names Pls

Lyric:
The time has come mon fe Apache
Fe find one gal and to get marry
But listen when me talk tell everybody
Me wan me arranged marriage from me mum and daddy

Me wan gal from Jullunder City
Me wan gal say a soorni curi
Me wan gal mon to look after me
Me wan gal that say she love me

Now nuff of them a come a mon from all over
And who find them a no the buchular
Me say that a the man we call the match-maker
Fe him job a to find the right partner

Him have fe trod go a east and trod go a west
And the north and the south fe find which gal best
But no lie say me lie me have fe confess
The Don Raja me want a princess

Me wan gal fe me Don Rani
Me wan gal dress up in a sari
Me wan gal say soorni logthi
Me wan gal sweet like jelebee

Now nuff of them a sweet and some a ugly
And some of them a marga mean she puthlee
And some a mampee that a mortee curi
And some too English talk no Punjabi

Say the gal me like have the right figure
In she eyes have the surma
Wear the chunee kurtha pyjama
And talk the Indian with the patwa

Ca the time has come a mon fe the Indian
Fe find the right gal say a pretty woman
But listen when me talk tell each and everyone
Say me arranged marriage are the tradition

Me wan gal fe me arranged marriage
Me wan gal say me can manage
Me wan gal from over India
Me wan gal take her fe me lover

Say the engagement that are the Kurmi
Where me have fe mek sure say me is satisfy
Two family them a meet is called the Milni
Pure sugun where them bring mon fe Apache

Then you have fe me wife mon called the bortee
And me have fe tell she about Apache
Me no mind what you do from you respect me
And after the roti bring me the sensi

Me wan gal respect Apache
Me wan gal go bring me sensi
Me wan gal o meri serva curee
Me wan gal respect me mum and daddy

The doli are the time everyone start cry
Ca the wife she a leave and she have fe wave bye
Go to the in-laws called the sorea
To start a new life in a next somewhere

So next time you a pass and see Apache
Just say buthai to congratulate me
But if me yard you a pass and you want greet me
Bring the ludoo the beson and the burfee

Me wan gal from Jullunder City
Me wan gal say a soorni curi
Me wan gal that say she love me
Me wan gal sweet like jelebee

Now me done get marry say me start to worry
Me have fe tell you something mon would you help me
About me arrange marriage me have a problem
When is the right time to tell me gal friend!

Beca the time has come mon fe Apache
Fe find one gal and to get marry
But listen ragamuffin tell everybody
Me want me arrange marriage from me mum and daddy

Me wan gal fe me Don Rani
Me wan gal dress up in a sari
Me wan gal say soorni logthi
Me wan gal sweet like jelebee

Me wan gal from Jullunder City
Me wan gal say a soorni curi
Me wan gal mon to look after me
Me wan gal to mek me roti

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Enemy Turf - Lyrics - Juve The Great - Juvenile

Title: Enemy Turf
Album: Juve The Great
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Terius Gray

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Lyric:
C'mon
C'mon

I bet if I pull a pistol and pop you, you goin' tell me where its at
You see the blood shotted eyes with the taped up clips in the Mac
Black hood with black gloves, bandana around the mouth
A nigga posted up on every perimeter around your house
And we didn't come here for one meeting or here to lose time
We some niggas who wanna be eating better with due time
Motherfuck leaving the block, it's better to use nines
It ain't no secret, I'm cheap, however my jewels shines
The prisons got way more niggas than the streets do
Who average more than thirty murders a week
(Nigga we do)
It ain't a war thang, its a fuck me, fuck y'all thang
And we got hoes that know how to sneak guns in the bar, man
So think twice about leaving the gun in the car, man
Nigga don't give a fuck by moon and sun in the war, man
Ain't no everybody, it's for self in New Orleans
If you paying draft you don't deserve to be balling

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'm a make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'm a make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

Look I'm a solid one seventy, lips like Bill Bellamy
Fresh out of the court house from whipping the felony
Didn't really want to hurt her, but you know how it is
You better not ever disrespect me hoe in front of my kids
Ayo the cops be rolling, therefore I fucks with no one
I went and copped me for guns, I'm 'bout to bust this open
To all you bitch niggas doubting the force, it goin' to get ugly
I'm that nigga that'll fuck you up quick, thats why the streets love me
Catch me posted on Louisiana and Robertson doin' it
Niggas having problems with coke and we still movin' it
Whatever's on the market I can work it
I ain't scared, I ain't nervous, give it to Juve dog and let me serve it
You holdin' on the coke now whats the purpose
Ray's gonna hook it up too
Nigga the scheme is perfect, ya heard me
Now why is you acting like it ain't worth it
So you gonna make me take it, nigga I gotta make it, what shit

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'm a make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'm a make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

Say nigga, heard from that nigga Pickle lately darlin'
Heard the nigga got all kinda shit ever since he hit that lick
We don't want to fuck with a nigga, but look this what we gonna do man
I want you to go get your niggas man
And go find that motherfucka' do him in
Ain't nothing going on around this mutha fucka
If I ain't got my hands in it
I put a nigga on feet, this how you gonna treat a nigga ?
But I promise, I put this on my babies, dog
We goin' get that motherfucka'
We don't care what he owes

They talking 'bout whipping a sting on me
'Cause they say I've been making too much
Fuck what they talking 'bout, this how I grew up
But this ain't nuthing new bruh, we been throwing this you up
We had some altercations and things but they got blew up
Nuhas and Curlyhead, them niggas dirty in the TC
Shit that a G like me couldn't even tell you on a CD
So I'm a make all of my enemies never forget me
You looking at one of the realest niggas from Feret Street

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'ma make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'm a make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

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Enemy Turf - Lyrics - Tha Block Is Hot - Lil' Wayne

Title: Enemy Turf
Album: Tha Block Is Hot
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Terius Gray

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Lyric:
C'mon
C'mon

I bet if I pull a pistol and pop you, you goin' tell me where its at
You see the blood shotted eyes with the taped up clips in the Mac
Black hood with black gloves, bandana around the mouth
A nigga posted up on every perimeter around your house
And we didn't come here for one meeting or here to lose time
We some niggas who wanna be eating better with due time
Motherfuck leaving the block, it's better to use nines
It ain't no secret, I'm cheap, however my jewels shines
The prisons got way more niggas than the streets do
Who average more than thirty murders a week
(Nigga we do)
It ain't a war thang, its a fuck me, fuck y'all thang
And we got hoes that know how to sneak guns in the bar, man
So think twice about leaving the gun in the car, man
Nigga don't give a fuck by moon and sun in the war, man
Ain't no everybody, it's for self in New Orleans
If you paying draft you don't deserve to be balling

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'm a make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'm a make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

Look I'm a solid one seventy, lips like Bill Bellamy
Fresh out of the court house from whipping the felony
Didn't really want to hurt her, but you know how it is
You better not ever disrespect me hoe in front of my kids
Ayo the cops be rolling, therefore I fucks with no one
I went and copped me for guns, I'm 'bout to bust this open
To all you bitch niggas doubting the force, it goin' to get ugly
I'm that nigga that'll fuck you up quick, thats why the streets love me
Catch me posted on Louisiana and Robertson doin' it
Niggas having problems with coke and we still movin' it
Whatever's on the market I can work it
I ain't scared, I ain't nervous, give it to Juve dog and let me serve it
You holdin' on the coke now whats the purpose
Ray's gonna hook it up too
Nigga the scheme is perfect, ya heard me
Now why is you acting like it ain't worth it
So you gonna make me take it, nigga I gotta make it, what shit

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'm a make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'm a make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

Say nigga, heard from that nigga Pickle lately darlin'
Heard the nigga got all kinda shit ever since he hit that lick
We don't want to fuck with a nigga, but look this what we gonna do man
I want you to go get your niggas man
And go find that motherfucka' do him in
Ain't nothing going on around this mutha fucka
If I ain't got my hands in it
I put a nigga on feet, this how you gonna treat a nigga ?
But I promise, I put this on my babies, dog
We goin' get that motherfucka'
We don't care what he owes

They talking 'bout whipping a sting on me
'Cause they say I've been making too much
Fuck what they talking 'bout, this how I grew up
But this ain't nuthing new bruh, we been throwing this you up
We had some altercations and things but they got blew up
Nuhas and Curlyhead, them niggas dirty in the TC
Shit that a G like me couldn't even tell you on a CD
So I'm a make all of my enemies never forget me
You looking at one of the realest niggas from Feret Street

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'ma make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

Its enemy turf that I'm on
So I'm a play it how it go
Cock the hollow points into my black Calico
I'm a make all these bitch niggas respect me right
Please let me hit another lick, I'm a be set for life

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Love Is Rare - Lyrics - Morcheeba

Title: Love Is Rare
Artist: Morcheeba
Composer(s): Ross Godfrey, Paul Godfrey, Skye Edwards

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Lyric:
You got a rocket in your pocket
Why can you just let me be
Have you no eyes in your sockets
Are you just pleased to see me

As you all know you better take care
Treat me with respect because love is rare
As you all know you better take care
Treat me with respect because love is rare
Love is rare

I got so holy it hurt
Why was I blessed with this rage
You rub my face in the dirt
And there's a time to turn a new page

As you all know
You better take care
Treat me with respect
Because love is rare

As you all know
( As you all know )
You better beware
( You better beware )
Treat me with respect because love is rare

As you all know you better take care
Treat me with respect because love is rare
As you all know you better beware
Treat me with respect because love is rare

As you all know
You better take care
(Just take care)
Treat me with respect because
(Love is rare)

As you all know
You better beware
(You better beware)
Treat me with respect because
(Love is rare)

As you all know you better take care
Treat me with respect because
As you all know you better beware
Treat me with respect because

As you all know you better take care
Treat me with respect because
As you all know
(Don't go rubbin' my face in the dirt)
You better beware
Treat me with respect because

As you all know you better take care
Treat me with respect because

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All I Need Is Me - Lyrics - Athena Cage

Title: All I Need Is Me
Artist: Athena Cage
Composer(s): Athena Denise Cage, Lashawn Ameen Daniels, Fred Jerkins, Rodney Jerkins

Lyric:
Why do you think I have to depend on you?
Who do you think is playing who?
You must think that I do need you
So here's the question tell me

Why you think us ladies can't pay our dues?
Respect the game, it's not up to you
Baby, I don't need you, all I need is me

It's true, I'm digging on you
Let me explain myself to you
I don't need anything from you
I do for me, that's how I met you

You saw I had my own jewels
You thought you'd make yourself cool
But you knew I had before you
That's why I can live without you

I refuse to let you play me
'Cause I own this game
Ladies, are you feeling me?
'Cause I don't need nothing from you

Why do you think I have to depend on you?
Who do you think is playing who?
You must think that I do need you
So here's the question tell me

Why you think us ladies can't pay our dues?
Respect the game, it's not up to you
Baby, I don't need you, all I need is me

Why can't you let me be?
This ain't about you, baby
Why can't you see that I'm me?
I'm feeling you but it's up to me

If you can't get down with me
You played the game, you played one with me
I make the rules so they won't hurt me
And now you know I will protect me

I'm grown up, throw things my way
Don't need nothing from you
Tell me what you think of me
'Cause I don't need no type of game from you

Why do you think I have to depend on you?
Who do you think is playing who?
You must think that I do need you
So here's the question tell me

Why you think us ladies can't pay our dues?
Respect the game, it's not up to you
Baby, I don't need you, all I need is me

If you feeling it, come on and let me see your hands
All my girls, come on get up now
All my girls, come on get up now
All my girls, come on get up now
All my girls, come on get up now

If your feeling me and your digging me
All my girls, come on get up now
If your digging me and your feeling me
All my girls, come on get up now
All my girls, come on get up now

Why do you think I have to depend on you?
Who do you think is playing who?
You must think that I do need you
So here's the question tell me

Why you think us ladies can't pay our dues?
Respect the game, it's not up to you
Baby, I don't need you, all I need is me

Why do you think I have to depend on you?
Who do you think is playing who?
You must think that I do need you
So here's the question tell me

Why you think us ladies can't pay our dues?
Respect the game, it's not up to you
Baby, I don't need you, all I need is me

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A Whole Nation - Lyrics - Fight of My Life - Kirk Franklin

Title: A Whole Nation
Album: Fight of My Life
Artist: Kirk Franklin
Composer(s): Kirk Franklin

Lyric:
It takes a whole nation to help me raise this generation
When you look out of the window, tell me what do you see?
If it?s a world without a father then you?re looking at me

It takes a whole nation to help me raise this generation
My respect to the mothers that be holding it down
But it sho? would be nice to have my daddy around

All I need is one mike, I know you can see
I?m not a rapper but there are some dudes that are just like me
Every time you took a picture with you and your family
It was only two people when it?s supposed to be three

It was supposed to be me asking why is the sky blue?
When I grow up I wanna be like you
Yo daddy, can you teach me how to tie my shoes
Can I go with you to work so I can see what you do?

Let me see what you do, so I can love my kid too
But you didn?t stick around, was that too much to ask of you?
Too much to get a blueprint, no, too much to show the way, no
That?s the reason why this building is not finished today

We?re lost boys, still we wanna believe that
My daddy?s coming back, he didn?t forget about me
Like a child after school we sit and we wait
I know that you gon? come, but that was ?78

It takes a whole nation to help me raise this generation
When you look out of the window, tell me what do you see?
If it?s a world without a father then you?re looking at me

It takes a whole nation to help me raise this generation
My respect to the mothers that be holding it down
But it sho? would be nice to have my daddy around

They say raising kids, it?s the parent?s responsibility
But it?s a million of y?all and only one of me
What happened to the village? As far as I can see
It?s been burned down by this modern day slavery

For eleven years I?ve been living here
I?ve seen momma cry more than eleven tears
Watching momma be daddy while he slips away
Does Jesus really hear kids when they pray?

Momma working two jobs, she can?t do it alone
She shouldn?t have to, she didn?t get knocked up on her own
And I know that, baby, momma?s drama brothers is real
But before you close the door don?t forget how it feels, remember

And daddy missed my game, and I made a touchdown
I won the talent show, but you weren?t around
If a girl breaks my heart, what I do with the pain?
And one more thing, daddy, can you tell me my name?

It takes a whole nation to help me raise this generation
When you look out of the window, tell me what do you see?
If it?s a world without a father then you?re looking at me

It takes a whole nation to help me raise this generation
My respect to the mothers that be holding it down
But it sho? would be nice to have my daddy around

Ain?t nothing gonna break me down
Can there nobody take me down
Can there nobody break me down, me down

Ain?t nothing gonna break me down
Can there nobody take me down
Ain?t nothing gonna break me down, me down

Ain?t nothing gonna break me down
Can there nobody take me down
Can there nobody break me down, me down

Ain?t nothing gonna break me down
Can there nobody take me down
Ain?t nothing gonna break me down, me down

It takes a whole nation to help me raise this generation
When you look out of the window, tell me what do you see?
If it?s a world without a father then you?re looking at me

It takes a whole nation to help me raise this generation
My respect to the mothers that be holding it down
But it sho? would be nice to have my daddy around

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Righteously - Lyrics - Live at the Fillmore - Lucinda Williams

Title: Righteously
Album: Live at the Fillmore
Artist: Lucinda Williams
Composer(s): Lucinda Williams

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Lyric:
You don't have to prove
Your manhood to me constantly
I know you're the man, can't you see?
I love you righteously

Why you wanna dis me?
After the way you've been kissin' me
After those pretty things you say
And the love we made today

When you run your hand
All up and run it back down my leg
Get excited and bite my neck
Get me all worked up like that

Think this through
I laid it down for you everytime
Respect me I give you what's mine
You're entirely way too fine

Arms around my waist
You get a taste of how good this can be
Be the man you ought to tenderly
Stand up for me

Flirt with me don't keep hurtin' me
Don't cause me pain
Be my lover don't play no game
Just play me John Coltrane

You don't have to prove
Your manhood to me constantly
I know you're the man, can't you see?
I love you righteously

Why you wanna dis me?
After the way you've been kissin' me
After those pretty things you say
And the love we made today

When you run your hand
All up and run it back down my leg
Get excited and bite my neck
Get me all worked up like that

Think this through
I laid it down for you everytime
Respect me I give you what's mine
You're entirely way too fine

Arms around my waist
You get a taste of how good this can be
Be the man you ought to tenderly
Stand up for me

Flirt with me don't keep hurtin' me
Don't cause me pain
Be my lover don't play no game
Just play me John Coltrane

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Money, Power, Respect - Lyrics - Lil' Kim

Title: Money, Power, Respect
Artist: Lil' Kim
Composer(s): David Styles, Jason T Phillips, Deric Micheal Angelettie, Sean Combs, Sean D Jacobs, Earl Simmons, James Herb Smith, Ronald Anthony Lawrence, Kimberly Jones

Lyric:
See I believe in money, power, and respect
First You get the money
Then you get the muthafuckin, power
After you get the fuckin' power muthafuckas will respect you

It's the key to life
Money, power, and respect
Whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect
When you eatin' right

Money, power, and respect
Help you sleep at night
You'll see the light
It's the key to life

Money, power, and respect
Whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect
When you eatin' right

Money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect

Ayo my whole clique bout it, 'bout it
We take yours while you pout about it
Truck, step out the whore's wanna' crowd around it
You could see me on optimum TV

Go in your bathroom turn the light out, scream
Bloody Mary, 1, 2, 3
Sheek ain't your usual friend
About to setchu' up like Kaiser and walk straight at the end

I'm done wit' ice and charms
I'm tryin' my whole casket when I'm gone
Pull up wit' class on the don'
Once I meet em' I greet 'em

Kiss his feet for freedom
Tell 'em thank you lord
'Cuz on Earth I was gettin' bored
Now resurrect me back to this cat called Sheek

So I can make this album
And get back the cats that's weak
Two thirty, six two
Me bust for you that's like a cat vs a pitbull

Gun, know clip full, keep hunger
And plan for the future, 'cuz you figure
You gon' be older
Way longer than you gon' be younger

It's the key to life
Money, power, and respect
Whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect
When you eatin' right

Money, power, and respect
Help you sleep at night
You'll see the light
It's the key to life

Money, power, and respect
Whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect
When you eatin' right

Money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect
It's the key to life

Only time could tell how the clock ticks
I'm really loved here but I'm still a hostage
Two personalities check the posture
Smoke out the mouth clear out the nostrils

You think of death but the life seem scary
I'm past the graveyard seein' people Hail Mary
I ain't chillin til' I'm out parachutin'
Race my man in mountain climbin' for about ten diamonds

Twenty five thousand a piece
Fuck streets
Tryin' to own the island
Forget about wilin'

Try ridin' in the car that be glidin'
If I showed you where I lived you would think I was hidin'
Sling dick to chicks that don't speak English
Wake up in Trinidad, like fuckin' 'em rich
Come back, private jet live on set
If you could shit gold like you split the decks

It's the key to life
Money, power, and respect
Whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect
When you eatin' right

Money, power, and respect
Help you sleep at night
You'll see the light
It's the key to life

Money, power, and respect
Whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect
When you eatin' right

Money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect

Yo nutin' but the hotness
Whenever we drop this
Monotonous for y'all to keep hatin'
'Cuz y'all never gon' stop us
I keep my rocks spotless, and my hoes topless
Take time try to figure out who da Lox is

Fear no one
Kick rhymes like Shoguns
You scared to blow one
Get robbed wit' your own gun

If I don't respect you I'm ah check you
And if I don't kiss you I'm a peck you
Right before I wet' chu
I sneeze on tracks an' bless you

I'm special
And if you like workin' out
then I'm gon' stretch you
Husslin' is dead but we still get red

Turn the spots in the bakeries to get back bread
And y'all said my monies spent
But it's in the Bent
So when the feds come the dogs can't get a scent

For my story, self-explanatory
that I'm the hottest thing on the street
An' yall ain't got nutin' for me

It's the key to life
Money, power, and respect
Whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect
When you eatin' right

Money, power, and respect
Help you sleep at night
You'll see the light
It's the key to life

Money, power, and respect
Whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect
When you eatin' right

Money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect

Arf, arf
This is a beat that I can freak to
just drop the reals
Plus a nigga wit' the ill
Y'all niggas know my skills

Ass from the grills get em' up
split em' up, wet em' up
And watch em' come get em' up
Set em' up

When you do dirt, you get dirt
Bitch, I'll make your shit hurt
Step back like I did worse
This ain't no fucking game

You think I'm playin', till you layin'
To where? The junkyard decayin'
Mom's at home prayin'
That chu comin' home

But chu not, 'cuz you sittin' up in the trunk startin to rot
And hell is hot, I know because I'm here now Baby
It's goin' down baby
Git the full pound baby

And let off up in a nigga
especially if he think he bigga'
than my muthafuckin' trigga'
Did I? Can I get my? Is it gone?
DMX represent for one time, it's on

It's the key to life
Money, power, and respect
Whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect
When you eatin' right

Money, power, and respect
Help you sleep at night
You'll see the light
It's the key to life

Money, power, and respect
Whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect
When you eatin' right

Money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect

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Made Man - Lyrics - B.G.

Title: Made Man
Artist: B.G.
Composer(s): Christopher Noel Dorsey, Byron O Thomas, Bryan Williams

Lyric:
I been in this game for a while I'm a paid man now
On my sixth solo album I'm a made man now
Six years strong in this game been doing my thang
Eighteen, livin' a millionaire dream
All my niggas worth ten G's
Twenty on my Rolex five on my pinky ring
In my younger day I was facin' penitentiary
I was packin' 22s back in elementary

I done been through it all
A muthafuckin' juvenile I can go through fall
Hookin' up with my partnas takin' niggas to war
Gettin' street drivers and poppin' up a nigga car
Before the school bell ring I was smokin' a gar
Runnin' to my mama residence off the set
Snatchin' bundles of rock is something that I regret
But I done shaked that life 'cuz B.G. got plans
From being a wise guy to becoming a made man

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

Nigga I'm a made man gold mouth dog
Tattooed and scarred up playboy my neck and wrist fog
But these white folks tryin' ta bust a nigga balls
Tru to life game spittin' since 96 boy
Now I'm out cha with my homies and I'm actin' a hog
True to what I seek tryin' ta live my songs fall
Nigga outta line puttin' ten on his feet
Muthafuckas creep, nigga want war, let's take it to the street

Me and my lil' B.G. tag teamin' in 93
I keep it real with my family and my fuckin' peeps
Nigga disrespect let's put the nigga to sleep
I'm discreet about the things that I do on the streets
Them niggas be sayin', "Baby, put that fuckin' boy to sleep"
Them niggas be sayin', "Baby, put that change on his feet"
I got these niggas sayin', "That boy baby's a crook"
I got these hoes sayin', "That boy baby off the hook"

Lockin' down the whole project for self-respect
And them police be sayin' I know he on paper he got a tech
Nigga I'm a muthafuckin' made man
Fuck with my lil' B.G's and nigga you a dead man
Helicopters and choppers is what I save man
I'm a paid man 'til I'm a dead man
Nigga, I'm a muthafuckin' made man
Say what?
I'm mutha made man
I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I'm on a level where I ride on dubbs now
I'm on a level old timers give me love now
I walk the street nigga respect the B.G.
Because I made it I'm a major part of CMB
Baby, gave me the game at a young age
Handle yo business bust a head if you feel played
And best believe I done took some niggas off the shelf
God forgive me, I got a graveyard under my belt

I done walked in the killer shoes, the drug dealer shoes
Done bad masked up and gave niggas blues
I been in the game for a while I done graduated
I feel deep down in my heart I can't be faded
You don't know what I done been through to get to
Where I'm at now cross me I'll flip you
I'm doin' hella good but I done done bad
I'm glad to say that I'm a made man

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

My nigga Juve a muthafuckin' made man nigga
My nigga Fresh a muthafuckin' made man nigga
I know Baby a muthfuckin' made man nigga
Suga Slim a muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

Hoes respect me, I'm a made man nigga
Hoes respect me 'cuz I'm a made man nigga
Niggas respect me 'cuz I'm a made man nigga
Hoes respect me 'cuz I'm a made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man nigga

I got the right to hold a K up in my hand
'Cuz I'm a muthafuckin' muthafuckin' made man, made man

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Bellybutton - Lyrics - I'm a Hustla - Cassidy

Title: Bellybutton
Album: I'm a Hustla
Artist: Cassidy
Composer(s): Barry Reese, Kaseem Dean

Lyric:
Yeah, Cassidy, huh
This one of my joints for the ladies, man

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
I'm not impressed by the money and the bling
Show me respect and then I'll show you my belly ring

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
Boy, you my type and I like to do my thing
Treat me right, I'll show you what's under my belly ring

Ain't nothin' funny 'bout this money I be touchin' girl
I get the cheese, if you need it then it's nothin' girl
You might not know me but I know if we was fuckin' girl
You would get blazed like the haze I be puffin' girl

Kissin' and huggin' girl, lickin' and suckin' girl
Ya body is the truth and you cute as a button girl
And you know I sold rock and I be hustlin' girl
The pot I got on my stove top is not stuffin' girl

You might not think that I'm the one to put ya trust in girl
But I won't break ya heart for nothin', I ain't bluffing girl
I think you got a crush on me, I see you blushin' girl
I got you tempted 'cause I'm smooth as David Ruffin girl

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
I'm not impressed by the money and the bling
Show me respect and then I'll show you my belly ring

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
Boy, you my type and I like to do my thing
Treat me right, I'll show you what's under my belly ring

I'm the kid from the telly with R. Kelly, man
And I'm a ass, I'm a titty, I'm a belly man
I play them low like when I'm sittin' on Pirelli's man
I'm blowin' up so they be blowin' up my celly man

Doin' they gully dance, showin' they belly man
It can't be jam because they shake it like it's jelly man
And it's some girls that probably never even wanted one
Till they heard the song and then they went and got they stomach done

Ya belly ring on bling, let ya belly floss
Just go bezerk, lift up ya shirt and show ya belly off
It's eye candy for the guys and it's fly, mami
And you might like it if you try, don't be shy, mami

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
I'm not impressed by the money and the bling
Show me respect and then I'll show you my belly ring

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
Boy, you my type and I like to do my thing
Treat me right, I'll show you what's under my belly ring

And I know it, some women
Who don't have a belly ring, it's okay, ay, ay
'Cause you can go to the store
And get yourself a belly ring today, ay, ay

On the radio, the TV, even the press
Women get their bellybuttons pierced, even they breasts
You supposed to cloth yourself, not expose yourself
But when this song come on, they can't control theyself

They be doin', they thizzle y'all, makin' it wiggle y'all
I got 'em shakin' and bouncin' it like the dribble y'all
You know the izzle y'all, I'm off the hizzle y'all
For shizzle my nizzle, I love my nigga, swizzle y'all

'Cause he the cat that make the tracks, I'm the cat that's rappin'
I'm back in action and I'm 'bout to get it crack-a-lackin'
I'm that boy, you can be that bitch
So if you got ya belly pierced, let me see that sis, just

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
I'm not impressed by the money and the bling
Show me respect and then I'll show you my belly ring

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
Boy, you my type and I like to do my thing
Treat me right, I'll show you what's under my belly ring

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
I'm not impressed by the money and the bling
Show me respect and then I'll show you my belly ring

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl
You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl
Boy, you my type and I like to do my thing
Treat me right, I'll show you what's under my belly ring

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One Call Away - Lyrics - Jackpot - Chingy

Title: One Call Away
Album: Jackpot
Artist: Chingy
Composer(s): Alonso Lee, Howard Bailey, Martin Shamar Daugherty

Lyric:
Ooh, yea yea
DTP, how we do
Call you and you can call me
Whatever you wanna do baby

(You could roll wit me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
(You could roll with me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm only one call away

(You could roll wit me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
(You could roll with me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm only one call away

It was weird how we met, huh
She was wit her mom in Bank America
I'm wit my son cashin' the check
So I asked outta respect
Would she like to explore the world or buy ?
We can fly in my jet

Her reply was "Yes, can I ask you sumpin?"
I seen it in her eye, mama lookin' like all I wanted was sex
Scene moved to the next that is true but it was something
About this girl's style that make me feel no regrets
We started off casual walks through the park
Candle light dinners by dark, I'm thinkin' smart

Afraid she might think I'm in a rush
To touch, clutch and be up, but baby I ain't on that stuff
Dropped her off and told her call me up, we can talk
Conversate about political subjects whatever's thought
So I zoomed off, lookin' by and my phone rang
It was her in the shower she said, "I couldn't do without ya"
Then I said

(You could roll wit me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
(You could roll with me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm only one call away

(You could roll wit me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
(You could roll with me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm only one call away

The next day I'm with the fellas at the cage playin' ball
Here she comes wit her friends they posted up on the wall
Now I'm showin' off, tryin' a dunk tryin'a dribble break fast
Through the middle just to see her smile and giggle
Game over I approached her wit a kiss on the cheek
The homeboys lookin' at me sayin', "Lil' Howard you weak"

But you know how that go, what I got they want
What I got I flaunt, never mess wit it, please don't
Told her "I'm going home" she asked, "Can she go too"?
I'm like "Yeah boo, I can't see me without you"
Got thurr, I took a shower jumped out she in the bed
With a see-through thong said I looked at her and said

(You could roll wit me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
(You could roll with me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm only one call away

(You could roll wit me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
(You could roll with me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm only one call away

Girl recognize game, before game recognize you
You're dealin' wit a player, true
Now whatchu wanna do?
We can kick it and go puff on a bluuunt
Oh you don't smoke? Grab a pint of Hen' then we can get drunk
It's up to you, I'm the man but baby just let me know
'Cuz if you got an attitude I could treat you just like a hoe

Get to rollin' wit me baby, hop in there's enough room
We can gaze at the stars that shine like the moon
Gimme a chance to show ya, and a chance to know ya
Just be true, and there's nothing I won't do, for ya
Some women like to play it foul
But them the kind I put in the place of a child
Don't worry be happy and smile and

(You could roll wit me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
(You could roll with me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm only one call away

(You could roll wit me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away
(You could roll with me)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was my lady)
I'm only one call away
...

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No Respect - Lyrics - Waiting For The Punchline - Extreme

Title: No Respect
Album: Waiting For The Punchline
Artist: Extreme
Composer(s): Gary Cherone, Nuno Bettencourt

Lyric:
Respect
Always everybody looking for some
Respect
Who do you think you're gonna get it from?

Respect
Anybody here deserving of none
Respect
So tell me, what makes you think
You're not the one

No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none

Respect
Why be concerned with public adulation
Respect
Pat on the back crying for attention

Respect
Finding out what it really means to me
Respect
Honor comes only after humility

No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none

No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none

No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none
No respect, no respect, none

No, no, no, no, no
No respect

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Memories - Lyrics - Stoned Raiders - Cypress Hill

Title: Memories
Album: Stoned Raiders
Artist: Cypress Hill
Composer(s): Louis Freese, Senen Reyes, Larry Muggerud

Lyric:
As I sit in my silver stack thinking about way back
Even before I started blazing the chronic sack
I was a go wild unfocused troublesome kid
Looking up to all the gangsters and the shit they did

I was at unimpressionable age through a faze
An unmentionable stage deranged full of rage
Walking through life in a haze with dark clouds
Hanging over my head being wicked and loud

And sometimes those demons haunt me and taunt me
Follow me pursue me confuse me they want me
They come at me from all angles and dangles
Memories in front of me, but I wont run away

I put the gun away but sometimes my hand ditches
But I don't want to get locked away cause I whack bitches
I left those ways back in the old days
So go away I don't got no time to throw away

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(We fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(Got to do what I got to do out here so I can survive)

I got my education on the streets
And I learned how to spit rhymes out with or without beats
To say whatever I went through or going through
Tripping off people who acting like they been knowin' you
Learn how some of these record companies be holdin' you
Attaching an image in the end controllin' you

But we set out to set ourselves apart
And let these people know just what they had from the start
It's like Ghostface said we studied our art form
We turned the mike on and spit a fucking dark storm

People slept on me and doubted my skill level
But I'm tenacious and I got a strong will level
You been introduced to some of the real rebels
Injected with venom from God to kill devils

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(We fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(Got to do what I got to do out here so I can survive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(We fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(Got to do what I got to do out her so I can survive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me to the day I die
(We fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(Got to do what I got to do out her so I can survive)

I remember my days as youth
Teenage gangsters with somethin' to prove
See man amuse and we creep and we strew
Catch your ass slipping and dump on their crew

Just having fun but you crazy kids
Never thought about no prison beds
Got gangsters twenty-five and alive
Never see the kids all fucking wild

But that's the game and shit don't change
Get respect for smoking brains
You get a name and you build your rep
You courting fools coming in your set

Before you know we're having fun
Slamming doping and packing gun
Leaving mad traces and blasting their faces
Got a hundred years for all my fucking cases

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(We fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(Got to do what I got to do out here so I can survive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(We fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me
To the day I die
(Got to do what I got to do out here so I can survive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(We fight and we struggle out here so we can stay alive)

Memories they haunt me
(They haunt me)
They follow me, to the day I die
(Got to do what I got to do out here so we can survive)

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What You Want - Lyrics - Harlem World - Mase

Title: What You Want
Album: Harlem World
Artist: Mase
Composer(s): Curtis Mayfield, Nashiem Myrick, Sean Puffy Combs, Mason Betha, Keisha Spivey

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Lyric:
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Just tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Now Mase be the man wanna see you doing good
I don't wanna get rich, leave you in the hood
Girl, in my eyes you the baddest
The reason why I love you, you don't like me 'cuz my status

I don't wanna see you with a carriage living average
I wanna do my thing so we be established
And I don't want you rock in them fabrics
Girl, I will give you karats 'till you feel you a rabbit

Anything in your path, you want you can have
Walk through the mall, if you like it you can grab
Total it all up and put it on my tab
And then tell your friends all the fun you had

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Hey mama, won't you come here to papa?
You don't like the way your tata's lookin' at Shada?
In a 600 ain't no smokin' cigada
Come over here, I think I see your baby faddah

Here ya go the number to my casa
If you in a rush you call me manana
Whatever you need girlfriend, I got the whole enchilada
Just the way you like it, Mase gon' do you propa'

Girl, I can tell you was meant for me
I can tell by the way you was sent to me
While I'm on tour trying to make them centuries
And they ask who your man, you better mention me

If you don't you know you got a problem
Said you want no beef girlfriend don't start none
And it just so happens that I'm seeing cash
'Cuz you messed up a lot just trying to be fast

And I ain't gonna ask who smashed the E-Class
Pull up to the crib with the whole front crashed
Now you wanna laugh, good thing that's the past
If you ever lie again, girl, that will be your last

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Now the more you treat me royal I adore you
That's why I don't mind doing these things for you
You did things for me I wouldn't believe you did
That's why I always want to keep you here

In a year or two, girl, I could see you with my kids
Girl, you make a thug want to get a legal gig
It's only right we spend our lonely nights
Gettin' crazy biz till we awake the kids

Don't get too loud, got respect for you honey
To keep it all real, you come second to my money
And can you be my ghetto love prophecy?
Everybody love you girl, not just me
And I know that you really care a lot for me
Wanna to see you happy even if it's not with me

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years

Tell me what you want for me
Take a look at what you see
Let me know if this right here
Is something you can have for years
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No Doubt - Lyrics - Imajin

Title: No Doubt
Artist: Imajin
Composer(s): Cynthia Loving, Allen Jr Gordon

Lyric:
Baby are you checking for me
You wanna to step to me
No doubt
Do you got a jones for me
You wanna roll with me
No doubt
Baby are you checking for me
You wanna step to me
No Doubt
So if you gotta love for me
Push up to me
No doubt

Oh, girl you've gotta tell me something (something, something)
The situation is confronted (don't come to far)
I know right know you think I'm buggin' (rushing your heart)
But I'm in the mood for love
Simply because ya turn me on
You ain't gotta get physical
Cause I'll still respect ya girl
We can just slam and kick it though
On another level baby yeah

Baby are you checking for me
You wanna to step to me (you gotta tell me)
No doubt
Do you got a jones for me
You wanna roll with me
No doubt
Girl this can be mutual
If you just let it flow
So if you gotta love for me
Push up to me (or just tell me)
No doubt

You're actions telling me you want it (want it from me)
But you're playing shy you keep on fronting (I don't know why)
I never gave you a reason to be afraid of me
So call me if you feel me, call me if you feel me
I'll be waiting
You ain't gotta get physical
Cause I'll still respect ya girl
We can just slam and kick it though
On another level baby yeah

Baby are you checking for me
You wanna to step to me (you gotta tell me)
No doubt
Do you got a jones for me
You wanna roll with me
No doubt
Girl this can be mutual
If you just let it flow
So if you gotta love for me
Push up to me (or just tell me)
No doubt

Oh, girl you know
Girl you know
I want you for sho
I want you for sho baby baby baby baby
And if it's on please let me know cause I can go on
Gotta know what the deal
It's all about us baby let's chill
Let's chill baby

Baby are you checking for me
You wanna to step to me (you gotta tell me)
No doubt
Do you got a jones for me
You wanna roll with me
No doubt
Girl this can be mutual
If you just let it flow
So if you gotta love for me
Push up to me (or just tell me)
No doubt

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