Sexy! No, No, No... - Lyrics - Tangled Up - Girls Aloud

Title: Sexy! No, No, No...
Album: Tangled Up
Artist: Girls Aloud
Composer(s): Peter Agnew, Myra Antonio Boyle, Manuel Charlton, Nick Coler, Miranda Eleanor D Cooper, Lisa Cowling, Nadine Coyle, Matthew Del Gray, Sarah Harding, Brian Thomas Higgins, Dan Mccafferty, Timothy Martin Powell, Nicola Roberts, Darrell Anthony Sweet, Cheryl Tweedy, Kimberley Walsh, Carla Maria Williams

Lyric:
'Cos I've been sitting back, no chance of falling
Hoping that nothing ever blows
(No, no)
Boy, did you ever think that loving would be
Nothing more than walking me home?
(No, no)

'Cos I've been sitting back, no chance of falling
Hoping that nothing ever blows
(Yeah, yeah)
Boy, did you ever think that loving would be
Nothing more than walking me home?
(No, no)

Did you tell him? No, no, no
Give him kisses? No, no, no
Whisper honey? No, no, no
You're delicious? Hell, no

Were you dancing? No, no, no
Sweet as toffee? No, no, no
You get his number? No, no, no
Get him out for coffee? Hell, yeah

Did you tell him? No, no, no
Give him kisses? No, no, no
Whisper honey? No, no, no
You're delicious? Hell no!

Were you dancing? Woh, no, no, no
Sweet as toffee? No, no, no
You get his number? Woh, no, no, no
Get him out for coffee? Hell, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

I can't deny, no way, my dirty mind is saying
Lover, come and get me, get me
But for a while, I dropped that dirty style when I discovered
That it's sexy, sexy

But you're knock, knock, knocking again, boy
Woa, oh, what, good ain't good enough? Gonna keep you waiting
Knock, knock, knocking again, boy
Woa, oh, get your sugar rush and do a little chasing

Did you tell him? No, no, no
Give him kisses? No, no, no
Whisper honey? No, no, no
You're delicious? Hell, no

Were you dancing? No, no, no
Sweet as toffee? No, no, no
You get his number? No, no, no
Get him out for coffee? Hell, yeah

From top to bottom
I'm a woman sunshine
No, no, no
Whisper honey? No, no, no

You're delicious
Ain't no damn reason
You'll be leaving my side
You get his number? No, no, no

(Get him out for coffee?)
I give you nothing 'til you show me something, something
No, no, no, something
'Cos, damn good, loving's what I'm really wanting, wanting, wanting

(Get him out for coffee)
Hell, yeah
Woh, woh

I can't deny, no way, my dirty mind is saying
Lover, come and get me, get me
But for a while I dropped that dirty style and I discovered
That it's sexy, sexy

I can't deny, no way, my dirty mind is saying
Lover, come and get me, get me
But for a while I dropped that dirty style and I discovered
That it's sexy, sexy

Sexy, sexy
Woh
Sexy, sexy
Woh

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Not In Love - Lyrics - Seven - Enrique Iglesias

Title: Not In Love
Album: Seven
Artist: Enrique Iglesias
Composer(s): Paul Barry, Sheppard J Solomon, Fernando Garibay, Victoria Horn, Enrique Iglesias, Mark Philip Taylor

Lyric:
Are you ready?

You call me on the phone
I act like nothin's goin' on
(Yeah)
We're drivin' in my car
I pretend that you don't turn me on

(Aah aah aah)
You sexy thing yeah you know it, yeah
(Aah aah aah)
You move around now you show it

I'm not in love
It's just the phase that I'm goin' through
I'm always lookin' for somethin' new
But don't go runnin' away
Ah

It's almost three a.m.
I'm hopin' that you don't let go
(Don't let go)
Oh, you're movin' in so close
I'm tryin' not to lose control

(Aah aah aah)
You sexy thing yeah you know it, yeah
(Aah aah aah)
You move around now you show it
(C'mon)

I'm not in love
It's just the phase that I'm goin' through
I'm always lookin' for somethin' new
But don't go runnin' away
Oh

I'm not in love
I try to tell myself all the time
I just can't help how I feel tonight
So don't go runnin' away
Yeah

I'm not in love
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm not in love
I'm not in love
(Give it to me now)
I'm not in love
(Break it down)

(Aah aah aah)
You sexy thing yeah you know it, yeah
(Aah aah aah)
You move around now you show it

I'm not in love
It's just the phase that I'm goin' through
I'm always lookin' for somethin' new
But don't go runnin' away
Oh

I'm not in love
I try to tell myself all the time
I just can't help how I feel tonight
So don't go runnin' away
(I'm not in love, I'm not in love)

I'm not in love
(No no no no no no)
I'm not in love
(No no no no no no)
I'm not in love, oh no
(No no no no no no)
I'm not in love
I'm not in love
I'm not in love

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Sexy, Sexy Lover - Lyrics - Modern Talking

Title: Sexy, Sexy Lover
Artist: Modern Talking
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen, Eric Singleton Newkirt

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Lyric:
Oh, I tell you once and I tell you twice
I'll be there for you in your paradise
Oh, please stay with me and I show you what I feel

You're the nearest thing to Heaven girl
Baby, just for you, I'll fly around the world
Oh, everything I'll do, I do it just for you

My sexy, sexy lover, oh, tell me there's no other
Tell me, there's no other, deep in your heart
My sexy, sexy lover, I wanna be your cover
There's no other, who's breaking apart

Oh, my sexy little lover, swear there is no other
I'll feel alone, when I'm coming home
Oh, my sexy little lover, tell me there's no other
'Cause when I'm down, I need you all around

I am not a man, who wants to be alone
There's a place for us, we can't go wrong
Oh baby, you an I, we're flying one mile high

We are more than two, you are more than one
And my love for you is burning like the sun
Oh, everything I'll do, I do it just for you

My sexy, sexy lover, oh, tell me there's no other
Tell me, there's no other, deep in your heart
My sexy, sexy lover, I wanna be your cover
There's no other, who's breaking apart

Oh, my sexy little lover, swear there is no other
I'll feel alone, when I'm coming home
Oh, my sexy little lover, tell me there's no other
'Cause when I'm down, I need you all around

My sexy, sexy lover, I wanna be your cover
There's no other, who's breaking apart
My sexy, sexy lover, I wanna be your cover
There's no other, who's breaking apart

Oh, my sexy little lover, swear there is no other
I'll feel alone, when I'm coming home
Oh, my sexy little lover, tell me there's no other
'Cause when I'm down, I need you all around

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Sexy Sexy Lover (Rap Version) - Lyrics - Modern Talking

Title: Sexy Sexy Lover (Rap Version)
Artist: Modern Talking
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen, Eric Singleton Newkirt

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Lyric:
Oh, I tell you once and I tell you twice
I'll be there for you in your paradise
Oh, please stay with me and I show you what I feel

You're the nearest thing to Heaven girl
Baby, just for you, I'll fly around the world
Oh, everything I'll do, I do it just for you

My sexy, sexy lover, oh, tell me there's no other
Tell me, there's no other, deep in your heart
My sexy, sexy lover, I wanna be your cover
There's no other, who's breaking apart

Oh, my sexy little lover, swear there is no other
I'll feel alone, when I'm coming home
Oh, my sexy little lover, tell me there's no other
'Cause when I'm down, I need you all around

I am not a man, who wants to be alone
There's a place for us, we can't go wrong
Oh baby, you an I, we're flying one mile high

We are more than two, you are more than one
And my love for you is burning like the sun
Oh, everything I'll do, I do it just for you

My sexy, sexy lover, oh, tell me there's no other
Tell me, there's no other, deep in your heart
My sexy, sexy lover, I wanna be your cover
There's no other, who's breaking apart

Oh, my sexy little lover, swear there is no other
I'll feel alone, when I'm coming home
Oh, my sexy little lover, tell me there's no other
'Cause when I'm down, I need you all around

My sexy, sexy lover, I wanna be your cover
There's no other, who's breaking apart
My sexy, sexy lover, I wanna be your cover
There's no other, who's breaking apart

Oh, my sexy little lover, swear there is no other
I'll feel alone, when I'm coming home
Oh, my sexy little lover, tell me there's no other
'Cause when I'm down, I need you all around

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Nobody But My Baby - Lyrics - Make Him Do Right - Karyn White

Title: Nobody But My Baby
Album: Make Him Do Right
Artist: Karyn White
Composer(s): Karyn White, Mckinley Horton

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Lyric:
Nobody but my baby

No one can love me
No one can love me right
No one can love me
(No one, no one can love me right)

No one can love me
(Nobody)
No one can love me right
(But my baby)
No one can love me
No one can love me right

It's time to get sexy, my baby
So you better get ready for me baby
Oh yes I'm a woman and I've got special needs
And baby you're the kinda man I want

To knock me off my feet
'Cause you say the sweetest things
That I really like to hear, that's how I know
That I really really love you so, oh

No one can love me right and give me all the things I like
Nobody but my baby
And no one can kiss me right and give all the things I like
Nobody but my baby

Just look at that body, so sexy
My chocolate daddy, ooh so tasty
Ooh boy you look ready to give your love to me
And you're the only man I want

To knock me off my feet
'Cause you say the sweetest things
That I really like to hear, that's how I know
That I really really love you so oh

No one can love me right and give me all the things I like
Nobody but my baby
And no one can kiss me right and give all the things I like
Nobody but my baby

No one can love me right, and give me all the things I like
Nobody but my baby
And no one can kiss me right, and give all the things I like
Nobody but my baby

Hey baby you know you say the sweetest things
And do the nicest things that makes me wanna have you near
And I like, I like every little thing you do
Because I know, I know, I know I know
(Yeah)
That nobody but my baby, can give me this kind of love

No one can love me
No no no no nobody in the whole wide world
(Nobody but my baby)
No I don't think ya heard me

I said no one can kiss me right
And give me all the things I like
(Nobody but my baby)
No nobody

Because you love me, love me, love me right
You love me, love me, love me right
You love me, love me, love me right
I wanna say it again

I said you love me, love me, love me right
You love me, love me, love me right
You love me, love me, love me right
Said nobody nobody
(No one, nobody but my baby)

Nobody but my baby
I wanna say it again said nobody
(No one)
Nobody
(Nobody but my baby)
Nobody but my baby

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Hypnotic - Lyrics - Story goes - Craig David

Title: Hypnotic
Album: Story goes
Artist: Craig David
Composer(s): Craig Ashley David, Rick Nowels

Lyric:
Hmm no, no, no, no, hey, yeah
No, oh hey, no, no, yeah girl

I stepped into the club
Clocked this fly girl shakin' her stuff now
Lookin' so hot I couldn't help but say yeah
Moves to make a brother wanna go there

I'm talking unbelievable
Never seen a girl quite like this before now
Trying to figure out what I gotta do
To get the chance to spend a moment with you

'Cause girl you're looking so damn fly tonight
And I know I'd like to take it there alright
What you've got's breaking all of the rules
So keep doing what you're doing, ooh baby

She's so hypnotic
The way she moves on the floor she's got it
The way she making me feel
I shouldn't want it but this girl she's so sexy

So hypnotic
Got every girl up in this club trying to top it
But that don't mean that this girl is gon' stop it
Oh no, she's so sexy

No time for drinks at the bar even though
She's got me so hot at the risk of losing it all
I don't want to be the one, the fool to let her go
Think it's about time that I dropped my my cool and let her know

That she's sensational got me watchin' every move
And got me begging for more well
Holding back it nearly drove me crazy
That's when I slid up and said girl excuse me

Mmm, you're looking so damn fly tonight
Your body gives me butterflies inside
I'd really like to talk to you
So keep doin' what you're doing, oh baby

She's so hypnotic
The way she moves on the floor she's got it
The way she making me feel
I shouldn't want it but this girl she's so sexy

So hypnotic
Got every girl up in this club trying to top it
But that don't mean that this girl is gon' stop it
Oh no, she's so sexy

Thought I'd seen everything in the world
But that all changed for me tonight
From the moment I looked in your eyes girl

I know it's crazy but don't get me wrong
I just gotta have you in my life girl
Your vibe's just so hypnotic
Oh baby, woo, woo, woo, woo, oh yeah

So hypnotic
The way she moves on the floor she's got it
The way she making me feel
I shouldn't want it but this girl she's so sexy

So hypnotic
Got every girl up in this club trying to top it
But that don't mean that this girl is gon' stop it
Oh no, she's so sexy

So hypnotic
The way she moves on the floor she's got it
The way she making me feel
I shouldn't want it but this girl she's so sexy

So hypnotic
Got every girl up in this club trying to top it
But that don't mean that this girl is gon' stop it
Oh no, she's so sexy

Ooh no
Oh oh baby
She's so hypnotic
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah

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No One Else In The Room - Lyrics - Street's Disciple - Nas

Title: No One Else In The Room
Album: Street's Disciple
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): Salaam Remi, Carl Thompson, Maxwell Gerald Da Menard, Nasir Jones, Leshan Lewis

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Lyric:
Ooh
Maxwell go and sing
Ooh, this for the ladies
M-A-X
Doin' it
N-A-S
I'm back again
(Who's back)
Again, again, I'm back again
(Who's back)
Ooh, tell me
(Who's back)
I'm back again
(Who's back)
Again, again, I'm back again

Uh, yeah the booty is the bass
The highs, the beauty in ya eyes, first glance I became alive
She went through a lot of dangerous guys, surprise
Now she would decide on Nas
'Cause I ain't choose her, she choose me
In the party, it was a early day a March
When I first had ya legs arched in the park, wasn't even dark
We was in the zone, we ain't care who watch

Baby, was the wine though the trees was sparked
She said till you get enough, please don't stop
So I played wit' it, got the moist spot hot
If I ain't hittin' the bottom, I'm getting some top
My hair cut look air brushed
Whatever I wear is straight plush from the ears to chucks
As we sashayed across the dance floor
Just, me and you, no one else but us two

No other girl in the room
No other girl in the room but you
(There's no other girl lookin' as good as you)
There's nobody but you
(They can try, they can try)
No other girl in the room
(But you know, you know, you know, you know)
No other girl in the room
No other girl in the room but you
(There's no other girl, no)
There's nobody but you
(They try)
No other girl in the room
(There's nobody to)

In the early eighties, shorty had me off the wall
A super freak as my thoughts revolved
It's like a menage Winona Gaye and Leila Hathaway
Both they fathers a tell me to play, sip Jose
On our honeymoon everyday
We dance to the same tune everyday
Beauty and the goon they would say
You promise, savage beast, you a sexy freak

Your moist lips negates the ecstasy
Number one in my book, no discrepancy
When you walk on the earth, you be reppin' me
I'm obsessed with thee, cherish every breath you breathe
No matter what's going on around us
All I could hear was the sound of her
Twirlin' her around just her
See nobody in the crowd just her

(No other)
No other girl in the room
(No one)
No other girl in the room but you
(There's no other girl)
There's nobody but you
(Thinkin' about you baby, baby)
No other girl in the room
(Never ever, ever, ever, see you)
No other girl in the room
No other girl in the room but you
(No other girl has, they're not you)
There's nobody but you
No other girl in the room
(Ooh baby yeah)

Uh, horns
Clap
Everybody clap
C'mon, clap
Max mellow 'em out

Oh it's just my, it's just my, it's just my girl
Oh, it's just, just my, just my baby, you
Just you, just me, no one else but you
No one, no one, just me and you, oh babe

Clap
Break it down

You know it all comes from Africa
But my version is the blues

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Day Oh - Lyrics - Boombastic - Shaggy

Title: Day Oh
Album: Boombastic
Artist: Shaggy
Composer(s): William Attaway, Irving Burgie

Lyric:
Day oh, day oh, day oh, day oh
Day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home

Dance all night until the mornin' come
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Mannish, water fish, tea, rum punch
Day light come and me no wanna go home

Come Mr.Soundman string up on the corner
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Play some selection nice up 'bout on, yah
Day light come and me no wanna go home

With six foot, seven foot, eight foot box
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot box
Day light come and me no wanna go home

Day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Day, me say day, me say day, me say day
Me say day, me say day, oh

Day light come and me no wanna go home
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Day light come and me no wanna go home

Watch them a bubble, watch them a go, aha
This ya reggae music, how you jammin' so
Girls them so sexy, put on a show
Morning it a come and me no wanna go home

Shaggy say, day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home

A beautiful bunch deh pan me corner
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Suzette, Michelle, Beverly and Lorna
Day light come and me no wanna go home

Make sure, you have a girl or else a man goin' mouth, yah
Day light come and me no wanna go home
You can't get a girl, you better move from 'bout, yah
Day light come and me no wanna go home

So I man say, day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Day, me say day, me say day, me say day
Me say day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home

Sweet, sweet Jamaica in the mornin' sun
Niceness it sweet me fun can't dun
Coconut water with the good white rum
Love to see the river, how the water they run

Shaggy say, day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Day, me say day, me say day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home

Day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home
Day, me say day, oh yes
Day light come and me no wanna go home

Day, me say day, me say day, me say day
Me say day, me say day, oh
Day light come and me no wanna go home

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Dat Girl - Lyrics - Usher

Title: Dat Girl
Artist: Usher
Composer(s): Christopher Bridges, Rich Harrison

Lyric:
Yo, rich
I think I got something here
That girl right there, yeah, look at her
Watch what she do right here

You know, you know
That girl right there, she gaming
That girl right there, yeah

Listen, I been from shorty to shorty
From the nice girls to naughty ones
Coming up short, straining my throat
Trying tell them just what I want then I saw you
And I knew you wouldn't playing no

Hey, hey, I, I, I forgot all the skinny model
Chicks I?ve dropped check it, when I did it they get it
They try to flip it for me to hit it but I only want you
And girl I ain't even playing no, hey, I said

You
(The only one I want)
You
(The only one I need)
You
(The only one I see)
I said you
(Girl, give it all to me)

You
(The only one that?s real)
You
(The only one I feel)
Oh, you
(The only one I wanna chill)
Oh, you
(Girl, give it all to me)
Come on

That girl right there
With the big door Nobbie earrings on
That girl right there
With her stomach all out, she got me gone

That girl with lip tattoo
That girl right there
(That girl right there)
I need you right here
(I need you right here)
That girl right there, there, there

Yeah, right there, oh
You see them girls right there
No, no, no
Yeah, right there

I, I all these diamonds, all up in this watch
But I'm looking at you, wind it up, no, not you
Can't keep it hot, the little tattoo right above your butt
My ride's right outside looking so cold
(Come see it, girl)

I know you know but you don't wanna be alone
(No, no, no, no, no)
So come on let me show you

(The only one I want)
Oh, you
(The only one I need)
Oh, you
(The only one I see)
I said you
(Girl, give it all to me)
Talkin' 'bout you

(The only one that?s real)
You
(The only one I feel)
Oh, you
(The only one I wanna chill)
Oh, you
(Girl, give it all to me)
Come on

That girl right there
With the big door Nobbie earrings on
That girl right there
With her stomach all out, she got me gone

That girl with lip tattoo
That girl right there
(That girl right there)
I need you right here
(I, I need you right here)

That girl right there, there, there
Yeah, right there
Yeah, right there, na, na, na
Yeah, right there

That girl right there
With the little tattoo right above her
Thigh, thigh, thigh, thigh, thigh
Pierced belly button pretty toes
And the light brown eyes
Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes

Like yeast in the oven, all of the sudden
She made me rise, rise, rise, rise, rise
Can't get her off my mind
Got Luda like why, why, why, why

Sexy lady got me gone
Never thought that it can happen to a pimp
But I bet she was plotting all along
She the one that should be working with a limp

Or a cane 'cause her game is extra strong
But she better watch her back
'Cause in fact my plan of attack in sack
Or the back of the lac with the yack is extra long

All my ladies so, so fine
But in my heart I?ve made up my mind
'Cause everything that you
(Wear)
The way that you fixin' your
(Hair)
Gotta keep on acting keep
(Playing)
Keep making your boy say

That girl right there
With the big door Nobbie earrings on
That girl right there
With her stomach all out, she got me gone

That girl with lip tattoo
That girl right there
(That girl right there)
I need you right here
(I need you right here)
That girl right there, there, there

Yeah, right there
Yeah, right there
No, no, no
Yeah, right there

Dip slow, let it roll
All the way down to the floor
That girl she janglin'
That girl she janglin'

Dip slow, let it roll
All the way down to the floor
Watch her, she janglin'
That girl she janglin'

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Dat Girl Right There - Lyrics - Usher

Title: Dat Girl Right There
Artist: Usher
Composer(s): Christopher Bridges, Rich Harrison

Lyric:
Yo, rich
I think I got something here
That girl right there, yeah, look at her
Watch what she do right here

You know, you know
That girl right there, she gaming
That girl right there, yeah

Listen, I been from shorty to shorty
From the nice girls to naughty ones
Coming up short, straining my throat
Trying tell them just what I want then I saw you
And I knew you wouldn't playing no

Hey, hey, I, I, I forgot all the skinny model
Chicks I?ve dropped check it, when I did it they get it
They try to flip it for me to hit it but I only want you
And girl I ain't even playing no, hey, I said

You
(The only one I want)
You
(The only one I need)
You
(The only one I see)
I said you
(Girl, give it all to me)

You
(The only one that?s real)
You
(The only one I feel)
Oh, you
(The only one I wanna chill)
Oh, you
(Girl, give it all to me)
Come on

That girl right there
With the big door Nobbie earrings on
That girl right there
With her stomach all out, she got me gone

That girl with lip tattoo
That girl right there
(That girl right there)
I need you right here
(I need you right here)
That girl right there, there, there

Yeah, right there, oh
You see them girls right there
No, no, no
Yeah, right there

I, I all these diamonds, all up in this watch
But I'm looking at you, wind it up, no, not you
Can't keep it hot, the little tattoo right above your butt
My ride's right outside looking so cold
(Come see it, girl)

I know you know but you don't wanna be alone
(No, no, no, no, no)
So come on let me show you

(The only one I want)
Oh, you
(The only one I need)
Oh, you
(The only one I see)
I said you
(Girl, give it all to me)
Talkin' 'bout you

(The only one that?s real)
You
(The only one I feel)
Oh, you
(The only one I wanna chill)
Oh, you
(Girl, give it all to me)
Come on

That girl right there
With the big door Nobbie earrings on
That girl right there
With her stomach all out, she got me gone

That girl with lip tattoo
That girl right there
(That girl right there)
I need you right here
(I, I need you right here)

That girl right there, there, there
Yeah, right there
Yeah, right there, na, na, na
Yeah, right there

That girl right there
With the little tattoo right above her
Thigh, thigh, thigh, thigh, thigh
Pierced belly button pretty toes
And the light brown eyes
Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes

Like yeast in the oven, all of the sudden
She made me rise, rise, rise, rise, rise
Can't get her off my mind
Got Luda like why, why, why, why

Sexy lady got me gone
Never thought that it can happen to a pimp
But I bet she was plotting all along
She the one that should be working with a limp

Or a cane 'cause her game is extra strong
But she better watch her back
'Cause in fact my plan of attack in sack
Or the back of the lac with the yack is extra long

All my ladies so, so fine
But in my heart I?ve made up my mind
'Cause everything that you
(Wear)
The way that you fixin' your
(Hair)
Gotta keep on acting keep
(Playing)
Keep making your boy say

That girl right there
With the big door Nobbie earrings on
That girl right there
With her stomach all out, she got me gone

That girl with lip tattoo
That girl right there
(That girl right there)
I need you right here
(I need you right here)
That girl right there, there, there

Yeah, right there
Yeah, right there
No, no, no
Yeah, right there

Dip slow, let it roll
All the way down to the floor
That girl she janglin'
That girl she janglin'

Dip slow, let it roll
All the way down to the floor
Watch her, she janglin'
That girl she janglin'

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Maybe (Radio Edit Remix) - Lyrics - Toni Braxton

Title: Maybe (Radio Edit Remix)
Artist: Toni Braxton
Composer(s): Toni Braxton, Keith Crouch, Mechallie Jamison, John Smith, Samuel Gause

Lyric:
Is it the night that you take control of me
Tell me boy, what's it really gonna be
Spending time for a while
Oh daddy come close
I'm straight, I'm feelin' your style

I love the way you make me feel
When you keep it real when you're holdin' me
When you're spoonin' me
When you look sexy when you're touchin' me
When you're bumping me gently

Sittin' here waitin' in my Vicky's
In the mirror imaging you're with me
Petit Cheri and I'm smelling real nice
And Jouet cold chillin' on ice

Coming over at a half past ten
And I'm wonderin' if I'm really gonna
Let him in, give in, give it up
Let it go or tell him no

Should I just give him some?
Maybe
Is this the night for fun?
Maybe

Here it is and he comes right in
And I fix us drinks and I start to think
About what I'm gonna do
Will a brother be true?
Will he size my body up and down?

Can he beat the odds?
Can he play it safe?
Will he make me hot?
Will he hit the spot that I love a lot?
Will he leave me hangin' lonely desperately?

Will he go and tell all his friends?
That we did it and we did it again
Had me weak between the sheets
Will he say I was a real big freak?

Maybe I should slow it down
Cool off my flow, relax
And let him know if this get out
No more, no glove, no love, oh no

Should I just give him some?
Maybe
Is this the night for fun?
Maybe

Should I just give him some?
Maybe
Is this the night for fun?
Maybe

Maybe, pretty baby
Love me like a lady

Should I say yes or no?
Should I just let it go?
Should I slow down my roll?
Let me think 'cuz I really don't know
Don't know what to do about it baby

Should I say yes or no?
Should I say yes or no?
Should I say yes or no?

Yes or no, yes or no?
Yes or no, yes or no?
Yes or no, yes or no?

Should I just give him some?
Maybe
Is this the night for fun?
Maybe

Should I just give him some?
Maybe
Is this the night for fun?
Maybe

Should I say yes or no?
Should I say yes or no?
Should I say yes or no?

Yes or no?
Yes or no?
Yes or no?
...

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Over And Over - Lyrics - Mc5

Title: Over And Over
Artist: Mc5
Composer(s): Fred Smith

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Lyric:
People talkin 'bout solutions, over and over
'Bout how we need a revolution, over and over
I was talkin' 'bout ecology, over and over
How we'll be saved by technology, over and over
Oh, while the cat next door spends all his time
I'm a think up new antisocial crimes

I said, "No", I said, "Hang on a minute now"
I said, "Let me outta here"
I said, "No, no, no, oh"

People talkin' revolution, over and over
About a mass execution, over and over
Well, I was workin' in a factory, over and over
Just tryin' to make it satisfactory, over and over

But all these inclinations toward manic frustration
I want my vaccination against castration
Vietnam, what a sexy war
Uncle Sam's a pimp, wants us to be whores

I said, "No", I said, "I can't take much more of this
You better let me outta here"
I said, "No, no, no, oh"

Oh you see, I need a release for my frustration
Oh don't you see, I can't hold my aggravation?
Oh no, no, no, no

I see people dyin', over and over
Why don't I sit around cryin'? Over and over
I see people takin', over and over
Why don't I sit around waitin'? Over and over

The cop on the street wants us down on our needs
The President says, "We've got to have peace"
The other cat says, "We need our liberation"
The hippies tellin' us, "We're in the love generation"

I said, "Whoa", I said, "Hang on a minute now
This can't go on much longer"
I said, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

Over and over, over and over
Over and over, over and over

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What About Your Friend - Lyrics - Sammie - Sammie

Title: What About Your Friend
Album: Sammie
Artist: Sammie
Composer(s): Ryan Toby, Sammie Bush, Vidal Davis, Andre Harris, J Harris

Lyric:
Oh, no, oh, no, I don't wanna seem like a player girl
But I gotta play my cards right
And tell you the truth about what I like
It's the simplest things

The way you walk, the way you talk
Girl you're so fly
But your girls got my eye
I think you should know that

Baby, you're so fine
What about your friend?
The one that was with you when you walked in
Girl I know you don't hear this often

Shorty, you're so fine
What about your friend?
The one that was with you when you walked in through the door
She's what I'm looking for

Baby, look on the bright side
Though you won't be with me
You can still go with the team
Girl, as long as your friend is coming

I won't rush that I know, I gotta know
What's up with this hook up girl
Her beauty's a crime
And she needs to be handcuffed, ohh

I've been feeling this feeling
For too long and I can't go on
Unless she give me her digits
For that call and we finally talk

Ooh, she's sexy
And I'd be completely satisfied
If she would only touch me
When she's ready to leave, ooh girl

You're so fine
What about your friend?
The one that was with you when you walked in
Girl, I know you don't hear this often, ohh, baby

Shorty, you're so fine
What about your friend?
The one that was with you when you walked in through the door
She's what I'm looking for

Ohh, baby, looking good but your girl look better
Ohh, no, no, no, no, no, no
She's so fine girl
I really dig your girlfriend, she's so fine girl, ooh

You're so fine
What about your friend?
The one that was with you when you walked in
I know you don't hear this often

Shorty, you're so fine
What about your friend?
The one that was with you when you walked in through the door
She's what I'm looking for

Hey, ooh, she's so fine girl
I really dig her sexy style
'Cause she so fine, yeah, ooh no, no
Please don't be mad at me but she's so sexy
Ah, nah, nah, ah, nah, nah, let it play, let it play, ah, nah, nah

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Durty - Lyrics - The Naked Truth - Lil' Kim

Title: Durty
Album: The Naked Truth
Artist: Lil' Kim
Composer(s): M Velez, K Jones, Randy Klein, Millie Jackson, K Johnson, T Lovelace

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Lyric:
Due to the fact that there are some people
Like the lady over there said she was
Who thinks I'm dirty
I really couldn't give a shit but
'Cause y'all buy my records
Them same ones be talkin' 'bout I'm dirty
Be buyin' my shit and hidin' it

While all di dutty nigga dem sit around and judge me
All dem a chat 'bout, don't even budge me 'cause
Mi no owe nobody no explanation
I convert it over to di Almighty one

When dis bad gyal come out
We jus run dem in di morgue and dem can't come out
Some a di gyal 'em need to jus shut dem mouth
Some a di dutty niggaz need to jus shut dem

Lil' Kim stay hot
Pull up with my nigga in the eighty foot yacht
Man this hatin' don't stop
Real recognize real you studio gangstas kill me
I know my vet's in the game got to feel me

'Cause from the gate I brrrr-raaa down the door
Like Eddy Murphy, I gave it to you raw
Two-piece bikini, Fendi mink draggin' on the floor
Kim been the first lady since I dropped Hard Core

A lot of these hoes livin' vicariously through me
'Stead a doin' them, they'd rather do me
Watchin' them is like a Broadway play
Sittin' next to the Queen is the closest they'll ever get to Brooklyn

Why y'all frontin' you know who the best be?
I'm the reason why the game so sexy
Tha originator, tha trend creator
Bitch, you dun know you haffa respect me

I know what you mean, she's such a fuckin' lady
Yes, I am, that's right, I was raised that way

Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it
Man want it, make 'im pay it down
If a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it
Man want it, make 'im pay it down

No money, no love, sistas, no money, no ugh, heard dat
No money, no love, sistas, no money, no ugh
So don't preach to me 'bout singing
All I want is mah self respect
You see your words don't mean a thing
Show me a man, who neva sin yet, uh-uh

The Fed's pinched me for shootin'
But instead they indicted me for my fuckin' music
This jealous muthafucker and this prosecutin' dyke bitch
Probably go home, listen to, 'How Many Licks'

Stay away from 5-0, that's that hip-hop cop
These cheese eatin' rodents really got the game caught
You see when you on top, niggaz want what you got
Even though they idolize you, they still criticize you

So don't preach to me bout singing , I, I am just a woman
You've got your feelings I got mine, I'm only human
And I gotta go down as a gyal who know how to get it on
I've gotta go down as a gyal who know how to get it on
I'm tryna go down as a gyal who know how to get it on
I gotta go down as a gyal who know how to get it on

So if mi waan fi skin out and gwaan like mi bad
That's just between me and mi God
And if mi waan fi shack out and gwaan like mi bad
That's just up to me

Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it
Man want it, make 'im pay it down
Now if a man want it, make 'im pay down pan it
Mon want it, make 'im pay it down

No money, no love, sistas, no money, no ugh, heard dat
No money, no love, sistas, no money, no ugh
So don't preach to me 'bout singing
All I want is mah self respect

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Ci &Amp; Jojo - It'S Me - Lyrics - Emotional - K

Title: Ci &Amp; Jojo - It'S Me
Album: Emotional
Artist: K
Composer(s): Freddie D Iii Jerkins, Rodney Roy Jerkins, Lashawn Ameen Daniels

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Lyric:
Hold up, love
I know I'm not the one that you've been speakin' of
Rumors start
But all the time I was the one who gave you so much love

You came along
I was already in they ear before I picked you up
You broke my trust
'Cause I thought you loved me, you just cashed in

Now I'm through with you
You
You don't know what to do
To do
Now who's playin' who?
You loved me, now it's ugly

'Cause I'm not checkin' for you
No, no, no
Your hatin' end is through
It's so cool
Without me there's no you
Now you're through 'cause I'm done with you

It's your world made easy
Now it's you tryin' to front and run game on me
It's not like you can hang and sexy
'Cause you wouldn't be known if you didn't know me

Hear me, mami, take it easy
If you hate Jojo, you're hatin' K-Ci
Speak up when they ask you, shorty
"Who's the one that made you?", then say that it's me

Now you think
Every thing that I done for you came so easy, uh
And now you seem
To be actin' like it really was you that made me

But you don't see
When you step out on the scene that they really see me
And no one seemed
To even really notice you 'cause you're not with me

Now I'm through with you
Through with you
You don't know what to do
What to do
Now who's playin' who?
You loved me, now it's ugly

'Cause I'm not checkin' for you
No, no, no
Your hatin' day is through
Said it?s all cool
Without me there's no you
Now you're through 'cause I'm done with you

It's your world made easy
Now it's you tryin' to front and run game on me
It's not like you can hang and sexy
'Cause you wouldn't be known if you didn't know me

Hear me, mami, take it easy
If you hate Jojo, you're hatin' K-Ci
Speak up when they ask you, shorty
"Who's the one that made you?", then say that it's me

Baby, girl, it ain't cool you
Tryin' to thank me
Baby, I can't believe that I'm hearin 'bout you
Just tryin' to thank me
Baby girl, you're crazy

Baby, girl, it ain't cool you
Tryin' to thank me
Baby, I can't believe that I'm hearin 'bout you
Just tryin' to thank me
Baby girl, you're crazy

It's your world made easy
Now it's you tryin' to front and run game on me
It's not like you can hang and sexy
'Cause you wouldn't be known if you didn't know me

Hear me, mami, take it easy
If you hate Jojo, you're hatin' K-Ci
Speak up when they ask you, shorty
"Who's the one that made you?", then say that it's me

It's your world made easy
Now it's you tryin' to front and run game on me
It's not like you can hate it, sexy
'Cause you wouldn't be known if you didn't know me

Hear me, mami, take it easy
If you hate Jojo, you're hatin' K-Ci
Speak up when they ask you, shorty
"Who's the one that made you?", then say that it's me

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Get No Better - Lyrics - Cassidy

Title: Get No Better
Artist: Cassidy
Composer(s): Harold Lilly, Barry Reese, Mashonda Tirfrere-Dean, Kasseem Dean

Lyric:
Ladies and gentlemen
Swizz, swizz, swizz
Hey ho, hey ho, hey ho, hey ho okay

How you doin' ma? Dis ya song ma
Yeah come on ma, dis ya song ma
We can get it on man, dis ya song ma
Dis ya song ma, dis ya song

How ya doin' ma? Yeah come here, where ya goin' ma?
What up you in a rush? What's going on ma? You can keep going ma
But in dis cruel world you goin' need a man
Thats thurl to keep you warm ma
You and me we can take the world by storm ma

So let me have yo math then I'm going ma
I'm having a after party later on ma, so you should
Cancel whatever you was doing ma
We can get a telly and visit and get it on ma, you wit it
I hit it till 6 in the morn ma you ain't hear da song ma
Yeah I'm a don' ma so if you ridin' wit a playa than come on ma

How ya doin' ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma
(Yeah)
Yeah come on ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song Ma
(Yeah)
We can get it on ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma, dis ya song ma
Dis ya song, scream at me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Me and you
It don't get no better
What we can do
It don't get no better
Our love
It don't get no better
'Cuz you remind me of the first time

Hey you know what you remind me of?
The sun that shines above I think I'm in love
'Cuz every time I look in your eyes they be dumb bright
Like the sunlight when I look in the sky
And you always look fly, you stay with a mean outfit and
Got shoes that didn't even come out yet

Always got your your nails done
Always got yourself fixed you da type of chick I
Can see me going out wit and I ain't knockin' yo
Hustle but you should be somebody's wifey icey
Wit a rock on your knuckle and we would look hot
As a couple 'cuz you shaped so beautifully and
You are most cute as me

How ya doin' ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma
(Yeah)
Yeah come on ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma
(Yeah)
We can get it on ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma, dis ya song ma
Dis ya song, scream at me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Me and you
It don't get no better
What we can do
It don't get no better
Our love
It don't get no better
'Cuz you remind me of the first time

Mmm wit yo sexy self go to my hotel and
Undress yourself and after we have sex
Don't stress yourself I still will respect you if you
Respect yourself girl it's whatever I get da
Cheddar when we get together it don't be no better

And you can see I'm throwin' it 'cuz my arm
On chill it look like I spilled freon on it
I make hella paper on da block that's why I'm 'bout
To put a three story elevator in my yacht they goin'
Keep hatin' it boo, but keep holdin' me
Down strong dis song dedicated to you

How ya doin' ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma
(Yeah)
Yeah come on ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma
(Yeah)
We can get it on ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma, dis ya song ma
Dis ya song, scream at me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Me and you
It don't get no better
What we can do
It don't get no better
Our love
It don't get no better
'Cuz you remind me of the first time

Baby I can't deny that I'm feelin' you
The way that you look and the things you do
Knowing, it don't get no better
Knowing, it don't get no better
Baby it don't whoa oh it don't get no better

How ya doin' ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma
(Yeah)
Yeah come on ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma
(Yeah)
We can get it on ma
(Oh)
Dis ya song ma, dis ya song ma
Dis ya song, scream at me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Me and you
It don't get no better
What we can do
It don't get no better
Our love
It don't get no better
'Cuz you remind me of the first time

I'll never want
I go by the name of Cassidy no problem
You dealin' with the best, me and Mashonda
It don't get no better than dis I gotta go, I gotta go

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Z - Change Clothes - Lyrics - The Black Album - Jay

Title: Z - Change Clothes
Album: The Black Album
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams, Shawn Carter

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Lyric:
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh, your boy is back
(Sexy sexy) I know y'all miss the bounce
Need to bounce for the sexy you know

Yeah ma, your dude is back, made back roof is back
Tell the whole world the truth is back
You ain't got to argue about who could rap
Cause the proof is back just go through my rap
New York New York yeah where my troopers at
Where my hustlers where my boosters at
I don't care what you do for stacks
I know the world glued you back to the wall
You gotta brawl to that
I been through that, been shot at shoot back
Gotta keep it peace like a buddhist
I ain't a New Jack nobody 'gon Wesley Snipe me
It's less than likely, move back
Let I breathe Jedi knight
The more space I get the better I write
(Oh) Never I write, but, if, ever I write
I need the space to say whatever I like, now just

(Change clothes and go) You know I stay, fresh to deatth I brought you from the projects
And I'm a take you to the top of the globe so let's go (Change numbers and go)
Uh huh yeah, uh (Now girl I promise you, no substitute) It's just me

And I 'gon tell you again let's get ghost in the phantom
You could bring your friend we copuld make this a tandem
You could come by yourself and you could stand him
Best believe I sweat out weaves, give afropuffs like R.A.G.E
Awww you get If you could move it
Back it on up like a U Haul truck
Then run and tell them thugs you heard Hovi knew
He and the boy for real make beautiful music
He is to the east coast what Snoop is, to the west coast what Face is to Houston
Young Hov in the house it's so necessary
No bra with the blouse it's so necessary
No panties and jeans that's so necessary
Now why you frontin on me is that necessary
Do I to you look like a lame
Who don't understand a bra with a mean shoe game
Whose up on Dot Dot Dot and Vera Wang
Ma are you insane, let's just
(Woman speaking What you want me to do?)

(Change clothes and go) You know I stay, fresh to deatth I brought you from the projects
And I'm a take you to the top of the globe so let's go (Change numbers and go)
Uh huh yeah, uh (Now girl I promise you, no substitute) It's just me

Uh, uh (Sexy sexy) Woo! (Ah ah)
Uh huh (Sexy sexy) It's so necessary right) (Ah ah)
Uh huh, woo! (Sexy sexy) That's right it's a groove (Ah ah)
Uh huh, it's a groove (Sexy sexy) bring it back (Ah ah)

Young Hovi in the house it's so necessary
No bra with that blouse it's so necessary
No panties and jeans it's so necessary
Why you frontin on me?
Let's go to my hotel cause this don't go well
With those S Dots, try to stay fresh ma
Ma, I don't shop what the rest by
Oh no ma please respect ma
Jiggy this is probably purple label
Or that BBC or it's probably tailored
But y'all niggaS actin way to tough
Throw on a suit get it tapered up, and let's just

(Change clothes and go) You know I stay, fresh to deatth I brought you from the projects
And I'm a take you to the top of the globe so let's go (Change numbers and go)
Uh huh yeah, uh (Now girl I promise you, no substitute) It's just me

(Ah ah) Uh uh (Sexy sexy) sing along (Ah ah)
Yeah, uh (Sexy sexy) turn your radio up (Ah ah)
Woo! (Sexy sexy) Put your hands in the air if your in the car (Ah ah)
Uh! Snap your fingers now (Sexy sexy) woo, uh (Ah ah)
Uh, uh, your boy is back
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh, the bounce is back
Uh, uh, woo, uh Hov is back, peace

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12/8 Time - Lyrics - Simple Life - Mason Jennings

Title: 12/8 Time
Album: Simple Life
Artist: Mason Jennings
Composer(s): Mason Jennings

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Lyric:
12/8 time seemed to her to be some sort of life of crime
With the handcuffs and the billy clubs coming down on me
She said rock 'n roll don't give her nothing but bad dreams

So she planned my funeral and left me for dead
A single corpse in a double bed
But now she's standing on my front porch

She goes knock, knock, knock, knock
Knock, knock, knock, knock

She come knockin' at my door
Now she come knockin' at my door
Now her key it don't fit
I'm not gonna let her in

Now she come knockin' at my door
Now she come knockin' at my door
Now her key it don't fit
I'm not gonna let her in

Well, would you look at here
She's got a perfume bottle and her fancy clothes
And a ribbon in her hair
Well, she ain't bad-lookin' and I'll give her that

But she ain't all there
And her body ain't as sexy as her underwear
Her stomach ain't big enough I suppose
To eat up all the mean words that she spoke

She gonna try to ring quiet but the doorbell's broke
She gonna have to knock, knock, knock, I said
You're gonna knock, knock, knock, yeah

She come knockin' at my door
Now she come knockin' at my door
Now her key it don't fit
I'm not gonna let her in

She come knockin' at my door
Now she come knockin' at my door
Now her key it don't fit
I'm not gonna let her in

She come a knock-knock, let me in
She come a knock-knock, let me in
She come a knock-knock, let me in
I said no

She come a knock-knock, let me in
She come a knock-knock, let me in
She come a knock-knock, please
Oh, please

No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no

Not by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin
Would I ever consider to begin to let you in

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2 Far (Featwiley) - Lyrics - Boy in Da Corner - Dizzee Rascal

Title: 2 Far (Featwiley)
Album: Boy in Da Corner
Artist: Dizzee Rascal
Composer(s): Richard Cowie, Dylan Mills

Lyric:
You really don't have to do this
Why do people jus ask for things
When they don't really want it
They should just shut up

Uh uh uh uh
(What?)
Uh uh
(I'm your fitness instructor)
Uh uh uh uh
(I jus wanna make my money)
(You make yours)

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
(It's time for some exercise)
Uh uh uh
(What)
Uh uh uh uh
(Make money or shut up)
Uh uh uh uh uh

Yo, I don't promote no violence but
If that boy gets arrogant O
Leave that boy in the basement so
Done with the bat get up jus walk
I'm not a female beater but
If that girl gets facety O
Slap that girl all hasty cos
She might be buff but she's not ruff

I can't believe I'm hearing that
boy thinks I'm not dangerous
Let me draw his girlfriend home
Cut no slack she'll never go back
Marriage, love, wife please
All that talk is stupid plus
I don't believe in cupid cos
Sometimes mo times everyone two times

Who do they think they are
You push me too far
Look, I don't care who you are
No I'm a super, superstar
Who do they think they are
You push me too far
Look, I don't care who you are
No

Yo, yo, I don't obey no policemen
Cos they forget they're human, uh
Get excited quickly but
He ain't got a gun I'll kick him and run

Don't talk to me about roaming cos
Queen Elizabeth don't know me so
How can she control me when
I live street and she lives neat
I love raising conscience but

There's jus too much violence
I can't stand no nonsense
Book me, watch me, hear me, pay me
I've been far too friendly now
Everybody wants a favor but
I'm not no ones savior cos
Where was you when I was blue?

Who do they think they are
You push me too far
Look, I don't care who you are
No I'm a super, superstar
Who do they think they are
You push me too far
Look, I don't care who you are
No

Yo, talk in the mike I'll talk neat
Talk to your wife I'll talk sweet
Talkin tough I'll talk wid my feet
Rascals raw like red meat
Talk act talk rough
Talk sexy talk buff
Certain girls talk rough
Talk anything, anywhere, any stuff

Yeah, we got style, we'll get cash
Yeah, we got style, we'll make cash
Certain man talk trash
Act funny act flash
Bring your bora, bring your mash
Get banged, get bashed
We don't care who they are, where they are
If they wanna bring the beef we ain't far

Who do they think they are
You push me too far
Look, I don't care who you are
No I'm a super, superstar
Who do they think they are
You push me too far
Look, I don't care who you are
No

I was hot steppin' in my Nike M sneaker
You didn't know I was an MC beater, defeater
Giving the MC a sleeper
I'm in to win fairly I'm not a cheater
I'm starving, hungry ready to eat her
Your drinks sweet but my drinks sweeter though
I'm getting stronger bro your getting weaker bro
I came straight from the gutter lay low

I'm a Ninja Turtle you can't step into my circle
In a sound flash I will hurt you
Paper, Astor, Liverpool
Anyone wanna make paper
They put they're face on the floor and chew

That's what a want, I wanna true ting
A double bed fling with a true ting
Wiley, Rascal that's the bum ting
Gyal wanna bang on my bed
No long ting

Who do they think they are
You push me too far
Look, I don't care who you are
No I'm a super, superstar
Who do they think they are
You push me too far
Look, I don't care who you are
No

Who do they think they are
You push me too far
Look, I don't care who you are
No I'm a super, superstar
Who do they think they are
You push me too far
Look, I don't care who you are
No

Shutup!
No one can't say nothing ever
I'm your fitness instructor

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