Roni - Lyrics - Don't Be Cruel - Bobby Brown

Title: Roni
Album: Don't Be Cruel
Artist: Bobby Brown
Composer(s): Darnell Bristol, Kenneth Edmonds

Lyric:
The truth about a roni, she's a sweet little girl
You could treat her right, real nice and hold her tight
Only tender ronis can give a special love
A special kind of love that makes you feel good inside

If you believe in love and all that it can do for you
Give it a chance, girl, you'll find romance
And if you find a tender roni that is right for you
Make it official, give her your love

My heart
(Ouh)
Belongs to a roni
(She's my only love)
She's my only love
(My only heart, baby)
My heart
(Yeah)
Belongs to a roni
(She's my only love)
She's my only love

The truth about a roni, she's always on the phone
Talking to her homeboy, wishing they were home alone
She'll send you lovely letters with the smell of sweet perfume
This is what a real tender roni likes to do for you

And if you believe in love and all that it can do for you
Give it a chance, girl, you'll find romance
And if you find a tender roni that is right for you
Make it official, give her your love, ooh, yeah

My heart belongs to a roni
(She's my only love)
She's my only love
(My only heart)
My heart belongs to a roni
(She's my only love)
She's my only love

The truth about roni, she's a sweet ol' girl
About the sweetest little girl in the whole wide world
She'll make the toughest homeboy fall deep in love
Said once you had a roni you will never give her up

She's a special kind of girl that makes her daddy feel proud
You know the kinda girl that stands out in crowds
Found a tender roni and the roni is so right
I think I'm gonna love her for the rest of my life

If you believe in love and all that it can do for you
And if you find a tender roni that is right for you
Make it official, give her your love, ooh, yeah

My heart belongs to a roni
(She's my only love)
She's my only love
(My only heart)
My heart belongs to a roni
(She's my only love)
She's my only love

The truth about roni, she's a sweet ol' girl
About the sweetest little girl in the whole wide world
She'll make the toughest homeboy fall deep in love
Said once you had a roni you will never give her up

She's a special kind of girl that makes her daddy feel proud
You know the kinda girl that stands out in crowds
Found a tender roni and the roni is so right
I think I'm gonna love her for the rest of my life

My heart belongs to a roni
She's my only love
(My only heart)
My heart belongs to a roni
(She's my only love)
She's my only love

The truth about roni, she's a sweet ol' girl
About the sweetest little girl in the whole wide world
She'll make the toughest homeboy fall deep in love
Said once you had a roni you will never give her up

She's a special kind of girl that makes her daddy feel proud
You know the kinda girl that stands out in crowds
Found a tender roni and the roni is so right
I think I'm gonna love her for the rest of my life

My heart belongs to a roni
She's my only love

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My Kind Of Bitch - Lyrics - Tunnel Of Love - Insane Clown Posse

Title: My Kind Of Bitch
Album: Tunnel Of Love
Artist: Insane Clown Posse
Composer(s): Mike Clark, Joseph Frank Bruce

Lyric:
My kind of bitch ain't like your bitch
'Cuz my bitch don't bitch at all
My bitch don't blink, she don't even think
About money or fuckin' mall

My kind of bitch don't fix her hair
She don't care about what she wears
'Cuz she's much too busy pulling the worms
Out her butt, she ain't bathed in years

My kind of bitch, I'll never forget
We first met on a Oujia board
Miss Crabber Damned, she would chew on snakes
And swallow a ninja sword

I said, "Hey bitch, how do you do?
Some fucks call me Violent J"
She picked her nose and flicked it at me
Smiled and was on her way, my kind of bitch

My kind of bitch
My kind of bitch don't fix her hair
She don't care about what she wears
My kind of bitch don't fix her hair
She don't care about what she wears
Fuck that

My kind of bitch has a hole in her neck
And has to talk like this, "I love you"
She can drink through it, ya get used to it
It whistle every time we kiss

My kind of bitch gots one good tittie
The other one's skinny and red
She can make the one jiggle
The other one don't do shit but just sit there dead

My kind of bitch has a wooden eye
With a nail sticking half way out
It once caught a fire and we all had to spit
In her face just to put it out

My kind of bitch is a little loopy
And her ass might droop a bit
But I scoop that loop and fold the flop
And I fuck that pile of shit, my kind of bitch

My kind of bitch
My kind of bitch gots one good tittie
The other one's skinny and red
My kind of bitch gots one good tittie

Hello? My name is J
I'm from Detroit
I'm looking for a girl who's, dead
A girl who can possibly fulfill some of my fetishes

Which include, dipping your titties in Faygo
And slapping my face with them
Jumping from the dresser
And landing on my balls

My kind of bitch waits till I sleep
Then run and fuck my friends
And everytime I break her legs
Then give my homie's ends
(What's up, man?)

She shot me once and stabbed my neck
And even broke my nose
But I lick her from her crooked neck
Down to her stringy toes, my kind of bitch

My kind of bitch
My kind of bitch waits till I sleep
Then run and fuck my friends
My kind of bitch waits till I sleep
Then run and fuck my friends

Hello? My name is Shaggs
And I'm lookin for a girl with a big big fat fuckin ass
And titties and a big fat fuckin ass
And, uh, I want my dick sucked
And I want my balls scratched

And I want her to scratch my ass
And twist my balls at the same time, that's a must
And I'm looking for a girl who can stretch
Titties and stuff em in her ass

Fuck yeah, motherfucker
I'm looking for a bitch
I'm looking for a girl to fit my needs
(My kind of bitch)

We can have picnics under the moon
In the graveyard
We can have picnics under my house
(My kind of bitch)

I'm looking for a girl to die with
If you're already dead, that's cool
You can sit around and wait for me to die
(My kind of bitch)

I'm looking for a girl to squeeze me
I'm looking for a girl to squeeze my balls
Let me squeeze your neck

This is Lisa, I've been a bad, bad girl

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She'S My Kind Of Girl - Lyrics - Ring Ring - Abba

Title: She'S My Kind Of Girl
Album: Ring Ring
Artist: Abba
Composer(s): B Ulvaeus, B Andersson

Lyric:
Look at her face, it's a wonderful face
And it means something special to me
Look at the way that she smiles when she sees me
How lucky can one fellow be

She's just my kind of girl, she makes me feel fine
Who could ever believe that she would be mine
She's just my kind of girl, without her I'm blue
And if she ever leaves me what could I do, what could I do

And when we go for a walk in the park
Then she holds me and squeezes my hand
We'll go on walkin' for hours and talkin'
About all the things that we plan

She's just my kind of girl, she makes me feel fine
Who could ever believe that she would be mine
She's just my kind of girl, without her I'm blue
And if she ever leaves me what could I do, what could I do

She's just my kind of girl, she makes me feel fine
Who could ever believe that she would be mine
She's just my kind of girl, without her I'm blue
And if she ever leaves me what could I do

She's just my kind of girl, she makes me feel fine
Who could ever believe that she would be mine

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Wanna Love U Girl - Lyrics - The Evolution of Robin Thicke - Robin Thicke

Title: Wanna Love U Girl
Album: The Evolution of Robin Thicke
Artist: Robin Thicke
Composer(s): Pharrell L Williams, Robin A Thicke

Lyric:
Ho

She's the kind of girl you wanna marry
The kind of girl, you'd walk the whole world for
Put her on your back and just carry
Her attitude is hotter than the earth's core

When she's around nothing else matters
Untouchable, she's got her own forcefield
Sooner or later someone will get at her
If I don't someone else will

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Oh oh oh

She's the kind of girl, you wanna marry
Scientists say that she's the second sunshine
And now my life is sweeter than berries
I guess if we have sex our love will turn to wine

When she's around nothing else matters
Even if the sky was at a stand still
If I turn my back then someone will get at her
If I don't someone else will

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Oh oh oh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Uhh, picture this all
Picture my life and my intention to ball
Picture this ice and how it glitter for y'all
Now don't you feel claustrophobic when that chick is involved?

She changed your life and your frame of mind
Sorry I hope what I'm saying is fine
We fuss but we take it one day at a time
If there's a fire you know that she'll lay in the line

I just, close my eyes and curve my mouth
Open my mind and words come out
You're eclectic, you're creative
You the picture girl, I just painted

I got it, you name it, it's all paid for
Big castle on the sea shore
With the Willy Wonka decor
How this sound, Mr. and Mrs. Skateboard, P

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

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Wanna Love You Girl - Lyrics - Robin Thicke

Title: Wanna Love You Girl
Artist: Robin Thicke
Composer(s): Pharrell L Williams, Robin A Thicke

Lyric:
Ho

She's the kind of girl you wanna marry
The kind of girl, you'd walk the whole world for
Put her on your back and just carry
Her attitude is hotter than the earth's core

When she's around nothing else matters
Untouchable, she's got her own forcefield
Sooner or later someone will get at her
If I don't someone else will

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Oh oh oh

She's the kind of girl, you wanna marry
Scientists say that she's the second sunshine
And now my life is sweeter than berries
I guess if we have sex our love will turn to wine

When she's around nothing else matters
Even if the sky was at a stand still
If I turn my back then someone will get at her
If I don't someone else will

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you, girl
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you

Oh oh oh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Uhh, picture this all
Picture my life and my intention to ball
Picture this ice and how it glitter for y'all
Now don't you feel claustrophobic when that chick is involved?

She changed your life and your frame of mind
Sorry I hope what I'm saying is fine
We fuss but we take it one day at a time
If there's a fire you know that she'll lay in the line

I just, close my eyes and curve my mouth
Open my mind and words come out
You're eclectic, you're creative
You the picture girl, I just painted

I got it, you name it, it's all paid for
Big castle on the sea shore
With the Willy Wonka decor
How this sound, Mr. and Mrs. Skateboard, P

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, wanna love you
Wanna love you, girl, ooh

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(She) Got Me Bad - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: (She) Got Me Bad
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Greg Fitzgerald, Thomas Mark Nichols

Lyric:
Well, she takes her hair down slowly
And starts her ride
A silver Maranello baby
Up to the hills faster than light

She knows I shouldn't be here, baby
It turns her on
There's silk in her touch, gold in her kiss
My conscience is all but gone

She don't believe in long term love
She just wanna hit and run this stuff
She's the devil with an angel's face
The kind of girl a man likes to taste

She's gonna tear the world apart
She ain't never gonna care for your heart
She goes for guys she should not have
I've been hit, yeah, she's got me bad

She pours out pure temptation
Nice and strong
She leaves for a moment
Then returns in her shoes nothing else on

When I try to go she stops me
And leads the way
There's silk in her touch, gold in her kiss
And heaven takes the doubt away

She don't believe in long term love
She just wanna hit and run this stuff
She's the devil with an angel's face
The kind of girl a man likes to taste

She's gonna tear the world apart
She ain't never gonna care for your heart
She goes for guys she should not have
I've been hit, yeah, she's got me bad

She makes me feel
Like I don't really want to leave you, baby
But I know this girl, know this girl
Know that she's the bests in the whole damn world

She drives me wild, then it's over
No she never wants to play, wants to play
Should have let my head rule my heart along the way
I really wanna know you

She don't believe in long term love
She just wanna hit and run this stuff
She's the devil with an angel's face
The kind of girl a man likes to taste

She's gonna tear your world apart
She ain't never gonna care for your heart
She goes for guys she should not have
I've been hit, yeah, she's got me bad

She don't believe in long term love
She just wanna hit and run this stuff
She's the devil with an angel's face
The kind of girl a man likes to taste

She's gonna tear your world apart
She ain't never gonna care for your heart
She goes for guys she should not have
I've been hit, yeah, she's got me bad

She don't believe in long term love
She just wanna hit and run this stuff
She's the devil with an angel's face
The kind of girl a man likes to taste

She's gonna tear your world apart
She ain't never gonna care for your heart

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Fantasy - Lyrics - B2K - B2k

Title: Fantasy
Album: B2K
Artist: B2k
Composer(s): Jerome Jones, D Christopher Jennings, Eric Johnson, William Jr Lockwood, Larry Marcus, Marques Houston, Joe Little

Lyric:
Yo, see, it's this girl
She, she hot, you know
Yeah, yo gotta get her, uh, yeah
You can take my name, y'all

Usually known for makin' the girls shake
Fine stuff, you know a real heartbreak
Mature 15 wit' figures 7 or 8
Girls wishin' I was their man, they floss me on dates

Lettin' B2K in the game, ya'll made a mistake
It's a lockout, all you other groups must wait
Take it how I get it, get it how I take it
Me above you, don't you ever mistake

There she was walkin' by, lookin' so fine
And she had me trippin'
She lookin' at me as to say what the deal, baby?
Come and holla at me

A fine [Incomprehensible] that's what she was
She passed my test with just the looks
She was the kinda girl that
I really, really want to be down on my team

There's this girl around my way
I dream about her everyday
I wish that she could be wit' me
She's my chocolate fantasy

She's the hottest thing in school
So, I gotta play it cool
Wish that she could be wit' me
She's my chocolate fantasy

There she goes again, I just keep seeing her
Lookin' at me, now she's at the club
Dancin' on the floor, lookin' right at me

She knows herself, know what she's doing
She know she's hot, got me pursuing
'Cause she's the kind of girl
That I really want to be down on my team

She got that shake it, shake it, that wobble, wobble
She knows I'm looking 'cuz she know she's hot
That girl to me is my fantasy

I'ma wait, wait when I know she's gonna be
Everything that I ever wanted
She's so hot, she's so hot

There's this girl around my way
I dream about her everyday
I wish that she could be wit' me
She's my chocolate fantasy

She's the hottest thing in school
So I gotta play it cool
Wish that she could be wit' me
She's my chocolate fantasy

Oh she is so irresistible, I lose control
This girl, she is so special
Girl, put me on, ooh yeah

She's a P Y T, a lil' vibrant thang
The way you swish them hips, baby, work that thang
I'm goin' all out, let you shop til' you fall out
I'ma baller so that means I'll never foul out

I'm sayin', I know you really wanna roll wit' me
Wanna be wit' me, stay the night wit' me
You can chill wit' me at the movies
Here's my number, baby girl, won't you holla at me?

There's this girl around my way
I dream about her everyday
I wish that she could be wit' me
She's my chocolate fantasy

She's the hottest thing in school
So I gotta play it cool
Wish that she could be wit' me
She's my chocolate fantasy

There's this girl around my way
I dream about her everyday
I wish that she could be wit' me
She's my chocolate fantasy

She's the hottest thing in school
So I gotta play it cool
Wish that she could be wit' me
She's my chocolate fantasy

B2k, Omarion, J-Boog, Raz-B, Lil' Fizz
Ha, what? The platinum status, ya'll
Come on, come on, oh yeah

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Talk Of The Town - Lyrics - Firehouse

Title: Talk Of The Town
Artist: Firehouse
Composer(s): C J Snare, Bill Leverty

Lyric:
Ooo yeah

Everywhere in this city
The word is gettin' around
About a girl who's so damn pretty
She's the talk of the town

Dressed in black she's a heart attack
Well she's a hard one to tame
Ooo, she's livin' up to her reputation
She's livin' up to her name

Everywhere she goes she gets everyone talkin', ta-ta-talkin'
And anytime she's anywhere around
Everybody says she's the talk of the town

Ooo my, my she's so fine
And she's the talk of the town
Oughta know by now
She's the talk of the town
Well she's the talk of the town, yeah

Built to kill with body language
She's got 'em talkin' about her
Aow, she makes the best of a sticky situation
An' that's the kind of thing

Ooo everywhere she goes she gets everyone talkin', ta-ta-talkin'
And anytime she's anywhere around
Everybody says she's the talk of the town

Ooo my, my she's so fine
And she's the talk of the town
Oughta know by now
She's the talk of the town
Well she's the talk of the town
The talk of the town
Now she's the talk of the town, yeah

Oh oh
Talk to me

Ooo my, my, she's so fine
And she's the talk of the town
Oughta know by now
Baby gets around
She's the talk of the town

Ooo my, my she's so fine
And she's the talk of the town, yeah yeah
Oughta know by now
Baby gets around
She's the talk of the town
Well she's the talk of the town
The talk of the town
Well she's the talk, the talk of the town, yeah
The talk of the town

Oh when she's walkin', everybody's talkin'
About the talk of the town
Well she's the talk of the, she's the talk of the
Town yeah

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Don'T Take My Girl Away - Lyrics - Dave Hollister

Title: Don'T Take My Girl Away
Artist: Dave Hollister
Composer(s): Walter Milsap, Candice Nelson

Lyric:
Even though, we've had some arguments, I know
That doesn't mean that we
Won't last as long as

Listen up, I've had enough
What's up between us?
I've told you once
Be careful who you trust
I'm tellin' you
That she is not the one, whoa oh, whoa oh

Since the other day
You've been actin' strange
She must be tellin' you
That I ain't the one for you now, baby
You don't need jealousy
Now let her know

Even though, we've had some arguments, I know
We said some things we didn't mean, so
That doesn't mean that we
Won't last as long as we both know, we will

Don't walk away from me, you'll see
That kind of friend, you really don't need
Misery loves company
Don't let it take my girl away from me

Was there a time
My business was mine
We fuss and fight
Girl that ain't a crime
She's hatin' you
And smilin' all the time, ooh yes

She's doin' wrong
Won't let us be alone
Don't listen baby
Her man done come and gone
Don't be part of her
Plan to get rid of me

Even though, we've had some arguments, I know
We said some things we didn't mean, so
That doesn't mean that we
Won't last as long as we both know, we will

Don't walk away from me, you'll see
That kind of friend, you really don't need
Misery loves company
Don't let it take my girl away from me

Her fool
She's torn
In two
You and me
She can't stand it

Even though, we've had some arguments, I know
We said some things we didn't mean, so
That doesn't mean that we
Won't last as long as we both know, we will

Don't walk away from me, you'll see
That kind of friend, you really don't need
Misery loves company
Don't let it take my girl away from me

Even though, we've had some arguments, I know
We said some things we didn't mean, so
That doesn't mean that we
Won't last as long as we both know, we will

Don't walk away from me, you'll see
That kind of friend, you really don't need
Misery loves company
Don't let it take my girl away from me

Even though, we've had some arguments, I know
We said some things we didn't mean, so
That doesn't mean that we
Won't last as long as we both know, we will

Don't walk away from me, you'll see
That kind of friend, you really don't need
Misery loves company
Don't let it take my girl away from me

Hey
Take my girl from me
Hey
You ain't gon' take my girl from me
No
Alright

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Used To Be My Girl - Lyrics - Our Kind Of Soul - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: Used To Be My Girl
Album: Our Kind Of Soul
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Leon Huff, Kenneth Gamble

Lyric:
Good loving
The girl's got plenty good lovin'
Ask me how I know and I'll tell you so
Used to be my girl

I respect her when she was mine
I used to neglect her
She wanted more than I could give
But as long as I live she'll be my girl

She used to be my girl
She used to be my girl
Oh, her personality
The girl was so right for me
She's my girl
And If I had the chance once more
I'd take her back
As a matter a fact I'd take her back

Not only good-looking but looking smart
Can't beat her cooking
Ask me how I know and I'll tell you so
She used to be my girl

She used to be my girl
She used to be my girl
Oh, her personality
The girl was so right for me
She's my girl
And If I had the chance
I'd take her back
As a matter a fact I'd take her back

Sh-sh-should've
Sh-sh-should've
Sh-sh-should've
Sh-sh-should've

Don't you know I'm way down, way down?
Don't you know I'm way down, way down? Listen

Good loving
The girl's got plenty good lovin'
Ask me how I know and I'll tell you so
She used to be my girl, my girl

She used to be my girl
She used to be my girl
She used to be my girl
...

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Sexy Girl - Lyrics - Glenn Frey

Title: Sexy Girl
Artist: Glenn Frey
Composer(s): Jack Tempchin, Glenn Lewis Frey

Lyric:
She moved in next door to me
And she showed me her world
What a neighbor, thanks for the favor
She's a very sexy girl

She's a sexy girl
(Sexy girl, sexy girl)
She's a very sexy girl
She's a sexy girl
(Sexy girl, sexy girl)
She's a very sexy girl

I got a feeling I can't go wrong
'Cause every time I see her
It's like hearing my favorite song
She's already down the steps
She's way down the block
But my heart keeps beating faster
And it just won't stop

She's a sexy girl
(Sexy girl, sexy girl)
She's a very sexy girl, that's right
She's a sexy girl
(Sexy girl, sexy girl)
She's a very sexy girl

I love to take her walkin' and when we started talkin'
I'd tell her she's the finest I've ever seen
She'd look into my eyes but then I realize
I'm holding on to a dream

She's a sexy girl
(Sexy girl, sexy girl)
She's a very sexy girl, she's mine
She's a sexy girl
(Sexy girl, sexy girl)
She's a very sexy girl

Stop any man walking down the street
Ask him what kind of girl he'd like to meet
There's not one thing in this whole wide world
He'd rather see than a sexy girl

She's a sexy girl
(Sexy girl, sexy girl)
She's a very sexy girl, oh yeah
She's a sexy girl
(Sexy girl, sexy girl)
She's a very sexy girl

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Big Ole Butt - Lyrics - Ll Cool J

Title: Big Ole Butt
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): B Latture, Dwayne Emil Simon, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
I was at the mall, sippin' on a milkshake
Playin' the wall, takin' a break
Admirin' the girls with the bamboo earings
Baby hair and bodies built to swing
That's when I seen her
Her name was Tina
Grace and poise kinda like a ballerina
I said, "How you doin', my name's Big L
Don't ask me how I'm livin', 'cause, yo, I'm living swell
But then again I'm livin' kind of foul
'Cause my girl don't know that I'm out on the prowl"
To make a long story short, I got the digits
Calls her on my car phone and paid her a visit
I was spankin' her and thankin' her, chewin' her and doin' her
Layin' like a king on sheets of satin
That's what time it is, you know what's happenin'
She had a big ole booty, I was doin' my duty
I mean, yo, I admit that my girl's a cutie
But Tina was erotic, Earl's my witness
With the kind of legs that put stockings out of business
When I went home, I kissed my girl on the cheek
But in the back of my mind it was this big butt freak
I sat my girl down, I couldn't hold it in
And said to her with a devilish grin

TINA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But TINA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you
TINA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But TINA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you

I went to the high school about three o'clock
To try to catch a cutie ridin' my jock
My homeboy's jeep, the system blastin'
Cold forty dogs, smilin' and laughin'
Girls all over, the kind I adore
I felt like a kid in a candy store
That's when I seen her
Her name was Brenda
She had the kind of booty that I'd always remember
I said to my man, "Stop the jeep"
She's only senteen but, yo, don't sleep
I kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by the fire"
I put the big booty on a bearskin rug
She gave me a kiss, I have her a hug
I said to the girl, "them young boys ain't nothin'
You want to get freaky, let me kiss your belly button"
I circled it and teased it and made her squeal
Grabbed a pack of bullets and pulled out the steel
When I was through, I wiped the sweat from my eyes
When to the kitchen and got some sweet potato pies
Tina busted in my house while I was eatin'
You know what I said
Too bad you caught me cheatin', but

BRENDA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But BRENDA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you
BRENDA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But BRENDA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you

I went to Red Lobster for shrimp and steak
Around the time whe the waitress are on their lunch break
I pulled in the parkin' lot and parded my car
Somebody shouted out, "I don't care who you are"
I paid it no attention, I walked inside
Because Brian had a nine and he was chillin' in the ride
I walked in the place, everybody was lookin'
And shrimp and steak wasn't the only thing cookin'
I sat down to eat, ordered my food
I said to the waitress, "I don't men to be rude
But I'll take you on a platter"
She said, "You got a girl," I said, "It don't matter
You look like you're tastier than a pipin' hot pizza
What's your name?" She said, "My tag says Lisa"
I said, "O.K., you're smart and all that
But when you get off work, yo, I'll be back"
She looked at me and said, "Make yourself clear
L, where we going?" I said, "Right here"
She looked kind of puzzled, I said, "You'll see"
I pulled up at ten on the D.O.T
When she walked out the door, I threw my tongue down her throat
Pushed her back inside and pulled off her coat
Laid her on the table and place my order
And habe her a tip much bigger than a quarter
On and on to the break 'a dawn
All over the restaurant, word is born
I heard somebody coughin', I checked my watch
I couldn't believe it said nine o'clock
I grabbed my pants, put on my Kangol
Who did I see, Oh, yo, it was Brenda
Yo, she worked at Red Lobster but I didn't remember

LISA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But LISA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you
See ya
LISA got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But LISA got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you
See ya

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Man'S Girl - Lyrics - Who Got The Gravy? - Digital Underground

Title: Man'S Girl
Album: Who Got The Gravy?
Artist: Digital Underground
Composer(s): C. Askew, Ronald R. Brooks, Smead Hudman, Gregory Jacobs, Austin Johnson, James Quinton Washington

Lyric:
If you can't take me home with you
Then a lap dance will have to do
If you can't take me home with you
Then a lap dance will have to do

If you can't take me home with you

Anybody got change for twenty?
Mmm, shake it up, shake it up
Yeah, I know it's rough out here, love
But we got your back

Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's bubbling in a man's world
Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's struggling in a man's world

Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's bubbling in a man's world
Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's struggling in a man's world

Now tell me, can you tell the difference
Between a fast-tracking, skank-gaming tramp
And a man's girl
Kind of seems the same with just one glance

See, both of them cause erections from afar
But upon closer inspection it becomes clear
Money B gonna get you in there

See, a clever girl knows
Not just hoes work them skirts that's mini
Prostitutes that dress this way
Try to imitate most of the uptown bitties

Now we don't really want to speak upon
Those girls who act real slutty
But we will talk about those man's girls
Those are the one we're studying

She's real secure, pretty toes pedicured
Baby got her own money
She thinks brothers who floss are funny

Ain't afraid to lick that honey off my body
Feminist party issues she don't care about
Understands men well and knows the power of long hair

I doubt
If she'll fall for the type whose pants are tight on
His pookie
Likes her sex fresh and fruity with the light on
That booty

Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's bubbling in a man's world
Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's struggling in a man's world

Oohwee, she popping! Gotta be, got me jocking
Even Nike and Reebok, the girl I'm talking about be rocking
Them pumps with the toes out ,super saucy when we go out
Or with her patnas, she can blow clout

'Cause she's the shit, no doubt
She's so about her scrill, that gives it all the more thrill
Can't lie, a little high
Couldn't get a better ride out of an automobile

Never make it hard to go chill
Let me do my thing, let a brother breathe
But she make it so convenient when she around
I don't ever want to leave

She's never stressing who
What I'm gon' do, how I've been riding with my crew
She says play on, ain't nothing wrong
As long as eventually I come home

When a brother finally do
The joke's on me 'cause she's gone
Taking care of she instead of worrying about me

For sheezy, she pleases me
Knowing that I got her back with what's important
Knowing that I'm down and when I clown with my homies
It's a necessity, she gets to me, yes, I confess it
Secure with her intellect
Never afraid of flexing them hoe-ish dresses

Sex appeal drapes her whole vicinity
I'm worked on, those girls that wanna get they lurk on
They get into me

Fingernails long
(Tummy showing)
Where you going, love
(Can I be down?)
Can I be around?

When you gonna freak with the freaks of the industry?

Come on, now
Get up on the table, baby, get on the table
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about
Can I hit that puna? Punana, punana

Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's bubbling in a man's world
Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's struggling in a man's world

Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's bubbling in a man's world
Give it up cause she's a man's girl
She's struggling in a man's world

And I appreciate it too, love
I love them shoes, love that dress
I love the whole program
I know you can't keep it up everyday

But when you do I'm loving it, just like that
Now take 'em off
You deserve a foot massage
And I'm about to give it you

Can I get that puna? Punana, punana
Somebody give me change for a twenty
And get up on the table
Oh no, I ain't giving you more than a dollar

No, don't stop that sexy groove
'Cause we like the way she move
No, don't stop that sexy groove
'Cause we like the way she move

No, don't stop that sexy groove
'Cause we like the way she move
No, don't stop that sexy groove
'Cause we like the way she move

No, don't stop that sexy groove
'Cause we like the way she move
No, don't stop that sexy groove
'Cause we like the way she move

No, don't stop that sexy groove
'Cause we like the way she move
No, don't stop that sexy groove
'Cause we like the way she move

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Cold Women With Warm Hearts - Lyrics - Tomato Years - Albert King

Title: Cold Women With Warm Hearts
Album: Tomato Years
Artist: Albert King
Composer(s): Mack Rice

Lyric:
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman

If you got a woman that's cold
9 times outta 10 she can't be stole
If you got a woman that's hot as fire
You can wave your woman bye-bye
If she's hot she knows she's hot
Then you can't please her with what you got

Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman

If you gotta woman that's hard to get
9 times outta 10 the lil' girl'll stick
If you gotta woman that talks to every man that hits
When you get home she might done split
If she listens to them long enough
You can wave bye-bye to your good good stuff

('Cos)
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman
(I say)
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman

If you gotta woman that don't like to laugh and grin
Aw buddy, she'll stay with you until the end
But if you gotta woman that likes to flirt
You can call your family doctor buddy cuz you bout to get hurt
If you got a woman that can't count her fingers and toes
It's no telling how many men have seen exposed

Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman

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Blue Jeans - Lyrics - Show & Tell - Silvertide

Title: Blue Jeans
Album: Show & Tell
Artist: Silvertide
Composer(s): Brian Weaver, Kevin Frank, Walt Lafty, Mark Melchiorre Jr., Nick Perri, Leibe

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Lyric:
She's the kind of girl you bring home to your mother
She looks good in blue jeans even better under covers
She's a devil in bed between the sheets, ask her if she's a saint
And she'll get down on her knees and pray, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I can't be hiding no more trying to catch my soul
In a stolen red Camaro flyin' so far, drunk drivin', trees are swinging by
I can't decide why she's on my mind, I can't be trippin'
While trying and I can't find the truth, while another man is trying
To understand you but he can't be wrong 'cause he's always right
Raise your hands it's time to fight 'cause

She's the kind of girl you bring home to your mother
She looks good in blue jeans even better under covers
She's a devil in bed between the sheets, ask her if she's a saint
And she'll get down on her knees and pray, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Grab something and go 'cause I can't decide, while I'm planting
The seeds growin' in your mind, I can't be picking up things
From all the bad, two years running, I'm gunning for the future fast
Pick yourselves up, decide why we're carrying on with guns and knives?
Can't you tell that every thing's wrong?
But she's coming out and she looks good tonight

She's the kind of girl you bring home to your mother
She looks good in blue jeans even better under covers
She's a devil in bed between the sheets, ask her if she's a saint
And she'll get down on her knees and pray, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

She's the kind of girl you bring home to your mother
She looks good in blue jeans even better under covers
She's a devil in bed between the sheets, ask her if she's a saint
And she'll get down on her knees and pray, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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Girl Of The Year - Lyrics - Fm Static

Title: Girl Of The Year
Artist: Fm Static
Composer(s): Steve Augustine, Trevor Mcnevan

Lyric:
I met this girl who likes her heavy metal
She gets excited when slipknot plays on
Leno she's a heck of a girl with no cares in
The world and she likes it that way

She wears black socks with pink stripes in
'Em and she swears that her friend goes
Out with Richard Simmons she's a one of a
Kind I can't get off my mind and I like it that way

And if you listen closely you will hear then say

Stand clear she's the girl of the year and
There's no use in trying to get her off my
Mind she stole my heart and she's tearing
It apart it's never gonna be the same

She's a love potion that plays with your
Emotions a big swimmer that won't go
Near the ocean and if everything's fine
She'll get to work on time and they like her hat way

She wears black socks with pink stripes in
'Em and she swears that her friend goes
Out with Richard Simmons she's a one of a
Kind I can't get off my mind and I like it that way

And if you listen closely you will hear then say

Stand clear she's the girl of the year and
There's no use in trying to get her off my
Mind she stole my heart and she's tearing
It apart it's never gonna be the same

And now I'm taping myself together
I'm taping myself together again now
I'm taping myself together
I'm taping myself together again

And I won't let this happen again ey-eh,
Hey-eh, ey-e-yeah-e-yeah-eh, eh-eh, hey-eh
Ey-e-yeah-e-yeah-eh

Hey, hey, together again and, again and
Again and together, again and, again and
Again and again

Stand clear she's the girl of the year and
There's no use in trying to get her off my mind

She stole my heart and she's tearing it
Apart she stole my heart and she's tearing
It apart she stole my heart

And she's tearing it apart she stole my heart
And she's tearing it apart now
It's never gonna be the same

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Don'T Trust That Girl - Lyrics - Ace Troubleshooter

Title: Don'T Trust That Girl
Artist: Ace Troubleshooter
Composer(s): Cody Oakes Isaac Deaton Joshua Abbott John Warne

Lyric:
You know that kind of girl that makes your heart beat all fast?
You know that kind of love that you know will last?
I knew that kind of girl, I knew that kind of love
But then she broke it off when I was so sure of her

Don't trust that girl, she's up to no good
She'll mess with you like no one should
Don't trust that girl, she's up to no good
She'll mess with you like no one should

Empty promises thrown into the wind
Mirage vanishes, never to see again
Hey fellas, be you ware, don't wanna end up like me
Another victim of her stupid female schemes

Don't trust that girl, she's up to no good
She'll mess with you like no one should
Don't trust that girl, she's up to no good
She'll mess with you like no one should

So now, the time moves on with feelings come and gone
Christ is the one constant I can lean on
And so, who I'm left here feeling like a schmuck
With one thought on my mind, "She's no good?

Don't trust that girl, she's up to no good
She'll mess with you like no one should
Don't trust that girl, she's up to no good
She'll mess with you like no one should

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I Luv U - Lyrics - Boy in Da Corner - Dizzee Rascal

Title: I Luv U
Album: Boy in Da Corner
Artist: Dizzee Rascal
Composer(s): Dylan Mills

Lyric:
I luv U
I luv U
I luv U

Yo if that girl knows where you stay thats poor
Some whore banging on your door what for
Pregnant? What're you talking about this for
Fifteen, she's underage that's raw
And against law 5 years or more
Now she wants a score and half of a draw
That the kind of threat that you can't ignore
That whore got you pinned down to the floor

But it's your own fault you said three magic words
When that's the one for the birds
When you said that she forgot other boys
It's over you better start buying the toys
There was no intention in front of your wife
That she knows this that she's ending your life
It's a real shame you got hacked by the whores
It's a shame that kid probably ain't yours

That girl' some bitch ya know she keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone she just moan and groan
She just keep ringin' me at home these days I don't answer my phone
That boy' some prick you kna' all up in my hair
Thinks that I care keeps following me here
Keeps following me there these days I can't go no where

Ain't that your girl? Nah it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl 'cause it ain't my girl
She got juiced up, oh well, she got chatted up, oh well
I swear that's your man, I ain't got no man
You was with that man, he was just any man
He got hotted up, oh well, he got whacked up, oh well

Alright, she's a bad girl I'ma buss doe
Captain Rascal with a crossbow
She came she got picked off yo
Nah it's not a love ting, get lost hoe
Dizzy Rascal come down like snow
With freezing cold flows like Moscow
Dumb hoe, get me upset, guns blow
Bitch, you're not ready for Skid Row

Leap low Dizzy Rascal dig low
Big feet for the force with my big toe
I got no chaps, no chains not much doe
Get juiced but this ain't a love ting hoe
Don't slap or you might get a ho-hoe
Jambo coming through like Rambo
Love ting takes two like tango
But she ain't my wifey she can go

That girl' some bitch ya know she keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone she just moan and groan
She just keep ringin' me at home these days I don't answer my phone
That boy' some prick you kna' all up in my hair
Thinks that I care keeps following me here
Keeps following me there these days I can't go no where

Ain't that your girl? Nah it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl 'cause it ain't my girl
She got juiced up, oh well, she got chatted up, oh well
I swear that's your man, I ain't got no man
You was with that man, he was just any man
He got hotted up, oh well, he got whacked up, oh well

Listen, I like your girl so you better look after your girl
Or I might just take your girl and make your girl my girl
Switch your girl with Michelle, switch Michelle with Chantalle
Play Chantalle with Shennele, lyrical clientelle but I ain't a bow cat
I don't like the smell I'm gonna go through a shell
And make a boy feel unwell

That girl's from school, that girl's from college
That girl gives brains, that girl gives knowledge
That girl gives head, that girl gives shines
That girl gives BJ's at all times she looks decent, she looks fine
But don't talk about wifey she's not mine
She got batches, 6 in a line, believe me that's not a good sign

That girl' some bitch ya know she keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone she just moan and groan
She just keep ringin' me at home, these days I don't answer my phone
That boy' some prick you kna' all up in my hair
Thinks that I care keeps following me here
Keeps following me there, these days I can't go no where

Ain't that your girl? Nah it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl 'cause it ain't my girl
She got juiced up, oh well, she got chatted up, oh well
I swear that's your man, I ain't got no man
You was with that man, he was just any man
He got hotted up, oh well, he got whacked up, oh well

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Higher [Remix] - Lyrics - Do Or Die

Title: Higher [Remix]
Artist: Do Or Die
Composer(s): Dennis Round, Leon Huff, Anthony Bernard Round, Kenneth Gamble, Darrell C Smith, Kanye Omari West

Lyric:
Yo Kayne blow the hook you a genius boy

Now when you hear this song you know it's on, baby girl
When you hear this song you know it's on, baby girl
When you hear this song you know it's on
I swear your lovin' got me so high I'm gone

Me and you baby girl like best friends
Let me hit you when I get the notion
On I 55 you and I
Let's ride hit the motion

Some say she freaky freaky
Let me guess your lidro needa
I'm hittin' through the back and curves
Hell, they sell the herb

Now open up your mind to this concept
Then you take one step
Straight from the feelin' of a wordsmith
That's the herb shit

Up on my 22 spin's
In my baby blue Benz
Girls say dat boys been actin' up
But thats the way he is

You lookin' good when you
Steppin' out a centerfold
Tell me when I reach a pen to hold
Let me hit you wit this dime in' the street game

Let a motherfucker go yeah, you know it
So now let me sugarcoat it
It's like I'm on that tight herb
And when I pull T the curb it's like, it's like

Your my latest and my greatest
My latest, my greatest
When you hear this song you know it's on, baby girl
When you hear this song you know it's on, baby girl

Your my latest and my greatest
My latest, my greatest
(When you hear this song you know it's on, baby girl)
Now when you hear this song you know it's on

When I'm layin' in the back of my 745
With my lips on you
Spittin' good game, with the hustler grain'
Gettin' brained like a hustler should

When I'm layin' in the back of my 745
With my lips on you
Spittin' good game, with the hustler grain'
Gettin' brained like a hustler should

When I'm layin' in the back of my 745
With my lips on you
Spittin' good game, with the hustler grain
Gettin' brained like a hustler should, hustler would

And you know when I hear the stuff
I'm still tryin' to hear this love what that do
It's like that baby when I mix it up
Baby girl you just got me sprung, what that do

Oh, yes she's one of the best
As I touch this is past tense I'm hurtin'
Lurkin' searchin' for the virgin'
But when my baby girl it's workin'

Let me know what's that you smokin'
From the hands as I stick my tongue in
Then from the back but she want an autograph
But still we sexin'

Open back up last time
As I spit a little dough in my mind
She just like one of a kind
No C's no stand

Open back up last time
As I spit a little dough in my mind
She just like one of a kind
No C's no stand

Open back up last time
As I spit a little dough in my mind
She just like one of a kind
No C's no stand in her hind

She's just like me rappin' a line
Perfect let me drop in a dime
I'm on a roll again
I'm bought to blow again

Your my latest and my greatest
My latest, my greatest
(When you hear this song you know it's on, baby girl)
When you hear this song you know it's on, baby girl
(Just keep on liftin' me up, yeah)

No need to take another puff
'Cause your love has got me high enough
No, no, no, no, no, no
Just keep on liftin' me up, yeah

No need to take another puff
'Cause your love has got me high enough
No, no, no, no, no, no
Just keep on liftin' me up, yeah

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