Have You - Lyrics - Sizzla

Title: Have You
Artist: Sizzla
Composer(s): Philip Fatis Burrell, Migel Orlando Collins, Donald Dennis, Sly Dunbar

Lyric:
And I've got this girlfriend and she loves me so much
And treats me so fine, oh, she's so in touch
And when we're together everything is up
And never leave me for no one, oh, she please me enough

Have you ever been in love girl?
Don't you need my squeeze and hugs? Yeah
Have you ever been in love girl?
Don't you need my squeeze and hugs? Yeah

Listen dis yo good love mi got it yo
She mi a carry dis for listen to my feelings yo
It is my blessing, protect my life do it joy
The power come natural form Africa

Never leave me lonely
She was so glad when she found me
I can feel her essence and her
Goody temperature around me

Have you ever been in love girl?
Don't you need my squeeze and hugs? Yeah
Have you ever been in love girl?
Don't you need my squeeze and hugs? Yeah

Girl, I wait for your love, use my conscience
Anticipate for your love, so tell me now me no nonsense
So much heart you [Incomprehensible] your conscience
Come on let me hold you with my arms, yeah

Don't you need my squeeze and hugs? Yeah
Have you ever been in love girl?
Don't you need my squeeze and hugs? Yeah

And I've got this girlfriend, she loves me so much
And treats me so fine, oh, she's so in touch
And when we're together everything is up
She never leave me for no one, oh, she please me enough

Have you ever been in love girl?
Don't you need my squeeze and hugs? Yeah
Have you ever been in love girl?
Don't you, don't you girl?

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Hush - Lyrics - Ll Cool J

Title: Hush
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): P. Bushnell, Cornelius Mims, P. Graham, Seven Marcus Aurelius, James Todd Smith

Lyric:
Hush baby, wanna let ya know
This is how it's gonna go

Hush baby, wanna let ya know this is how it's gonna go
If you wanna come and play gotta do it my way, my way, my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much, just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be okay, if you do it my way, my way, my way, hush

You feel so good, rest of my life I wish I could
Hold you tight and take a flight out the hood
Was I foul or just misunderstood?

Mild-mannered or up to no-good
It really doesn't matter, either way I should
Maximize the moment and hold you close
Jump in the drop spider and cruise down the coast

Who loved you the most? I was never ghost
When lives was on the line confusion in ya mind
Runnin' outta time drama of all kind
But there's faith in our mind we spiritually inclined

Sometimes I flip, sometimes you flip
Sometimes we wild out and act like lunatics
We movin' too fast, the whole world's in a rush
Everybody just hush

Hush baby, wanna let ya know this is how it's gonna go
If you wanna come and play gotta do it my way, my way, my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much, just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be okay, if you do it my way, my way, my way, hush

It's all a test, the pain, the drama the villa in the Bahamas
The highs, the lows, the hoop-d, the Rolls
The money flowin' certain doors that we go in

The people we meet, the hands that we shake
Whether it's Mortans or sizzla steak
But everything will be okay
If we do it my way, my way, my way

'Cuz I believe in romance kissin' while ya slow dance
Me bouncin' baby, no chance no matter the circumstance
Whatever it takes girl, I'll swim to France

'Cuz ya beauty's unmatched such a great catch
Unconditional love, forever we are attached
Deal with the drama, we can find our way back
With or without the Maybach

Hush baby, wanna let ya know this is how it's gonna go
If you wanna come and play gotta do it my way, my way, my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much, just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be okay, if you do it my way, my way, my way, hush

I can feel ya pain
Like we simese twins connected by our brains
Walkin' through the desert in the ice cold rain
Wit you in my life ain't nothing's gonna change

God willin', we still be doin' our thang
When my six-pack's faded and rap is outdated
But thats many years from now so don't rush
Little mama just hush

Hush baby, wanna let ya know this is how it's gonna go
If you wanna come and play gotta do it my way, my way, my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much, just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be okay, if you do it my way, my way, my way

Hush baby hush hush darling
Hush baby hush hush, don't talk so much
Don't talk so much, wanna feel ya touch

Hush baby hush
Hush baby hush
Hush baby wanna let ya know

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Spittin' Pollaseeds - Lyrics - Laugh Now, Cry Later - Ice Cube

Title: Spittin' Pollaseeds
Album: Laugh Now, Cry Later
Artist: Ice Cube
Composer(s): William Calhoun, Jerry Buddy Long, Keith Edward Crouch, O'Shea Jackson, Kipper Jones, Rahsaan Patterson

Lyric:
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
These niggaz is too salty
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
Crack 'em one by one
You niggaz got me fucked up

Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back
Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga rap
It's The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R
To tell 'em how to fuck a hoe

Ice Cube, true emcee
Write everything I say, even back in the day
I'ma spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick
You can keep your catchy lines
I'm 'bout to write a rhyme

If you got a backpack tryin' to act black
Think you know the culture? You's a fuckin' vulture
You never approached a mic
You're dressed like a dyke sayin' what ya don't like

Who deserve ?5 Mics?, who deserve 2
But the nigga with 2 still can serve you
This West Coast flow is different than the East
But it ain't no different in the street

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
'Cause the salt might make you choke

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke
Oh oh, you niggaz got me fucked up

I'm spittin' pollaseeds on the porch with the torch
In case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche
When I brandish, motherfuckers vanish
They don't understand like a nigga speakin' Spanish

No comprende, me no speak no Engle
Here, now yo' ass feelin' tingley
Now, you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley
Don't get stung by the motherfuckin' sting ray

Jumpin' over niggaz, y'all better king me
Put your rap careers up on eBay
Crazy Toones is the motherfuckin' DJ
Baby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ

I got a big brother nicknamed CJ
When you see him in the hood, take it easy
If you a breezy, take him to the heezy
Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
'Cause the salt might make you choke

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke
Oh oh, I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I'm spittin' pollaseeds

Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it's the chipper
Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin' up in your rear view mirror
Ready to bust with my bandana bumpin' oldies
Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe

So, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz
Yellow tape off these niggaz, fuck all these salty niggaz
They can't hold our shit
Gangsta rap ain't dead, motherfuckers just stole our shit

All you niggaz owe us alimony
All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli
On your club raps I'm pissin', talk shit, I'll knock your Comodi glasses
Off your face under the transmission, nigga

From the Westside fuckin' up the program
With the surplus hanky hangin' out the Brougham
Dub Sizzla, dippin' on them 'draulics and D's
Spittin' shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
'Cause the salt might make you choke

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty, they'll make you choke, oh oh

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[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
'Cause the salt might make you choke

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
I crack 'em one by one
'Cause I don't wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty they'll make you choke, oh oh

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Come Fly With Me - Lyrics - Foxy Brown

Title: Come Fly With Me
Artist: Foxy Brown
Composer(s): Shawn C Carter, Gavin Marchand, G Macdermot, Inga Marchand, D Ballantine, Gregory Smith, Clifton Browne, Miguel Collins, Wycleff Johnson

Lyric:
Murder, Nana, murder, Nana
(Murder, murder)
Murder dem, murder dem mi nuh competition
I gwaan, murder dem

Sexiness you need some of mine
Come kick it with me shorty
Give me that pussy in advance
Now let me, work it work it hard, yeah

That's fine with me
(Uh huh, uh huh)
Come fuck with me girl
(Whoa)

Wine on my dick
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I'm here to rock your world
(Eh eh)

That's fine with me
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I'm here to fuck you girl
(Yes)

Wine on my dick
(Dutty)
I'm here to, woo

Nana got a new drop top
(Uh huh)
Come fuck with me
I ain't got a roof I got

Backshots when I ride on cock, plus an attitude like 2Pac got
Achoo I spew every time I come through
With a cannon drum but the na, na, na, taste like rum punch
Make 'em say whoa this pussy like dro

You never seen a dread nigga bow
(No)
This gal yah wicked, come kick it with me shorty
(Wicked, shorty)

I throw that pussy like a boomerang
Uh! Backshots is what they call me
(They call me)
Brown Fox about go bats

Sex game stronger than Barry Bonds and his pops
Neck game longer than giraffes
Get on top you cum first like a warning shot
Blocka, blocka

That's fine with me
(Uh huh, uh huh)
Come fuck with me girl
(Whoa)

Wine on my dick
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I'm here to rock your world
(Eh eh)

That's fine with me
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I'm here to fuck you girl
(Yes)

Wine on my dick
(Dutty)
I'm here to, woo

Nana got the streets on lock, in the hood they call me Doug E
Fresh niggas get beat with the box
Stay deep in the seat of the drop
Like lost change of this bitch in the game got the media locked

I'm a Bad Girl but I ain't signed to Puff
A true Bad Gal dutty that's what's up
Word to Selassie I Foxy I wine body I
Get freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky like Ladi Di

Poor little rappers, all a dem a massacre
Don't even ask, whole a dem a mash up
Word to my boy B.I.
Brooklyn we are back, rah, rah, rah

That's fine with me
(Uh huh, uh huh)
Come fuck with me girl
(Whoa)

Wine on my dick
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I'm here to rock your world
(Eh eh)

That's fine with me
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I'm here to fuck you girl
(Yes)

Wine on my dick
(Dutty)
I'm here to, woo

Everytime I drop my shit the DJ say
(Pull up)
Whip game is sick every time I
(Pull up)

Valentino pumps sick now mon
(Pull up)
Pum pum goody yes my pussy
(Good oy)

(I come get yuh, girl, yeah, I seh dat)
Ice cream treats laid back up in the Maybach
(Mek yuh bawl and beg I run yuh red hot)
Nana got di drizzop Fox di toppa top
(Wuy)

That's fine with me
(Uh huh, uh huh)
Come fuck with me girl
(Whoa)

Wine on my dick
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I'm here to rock your world
(Eh eh)

That's fine with me
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I'm here to fuck you girl
(Yes)

Wine on my dick
(Dutty)
I'm here to, woo

Yeah, Black Roses baby
Brooklyn, Nana, Sizzla Kalonji

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Hush (2nd Or 3rd Single) - Lyrics - The DEFinition - Ll Cool J

Title: Hush (2nd Or 3rd Single)
Album: The DEFinition
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): P. Bushnell, Cornelius Mims, P. Graham, Seven Marcus Aurelius, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Hush baby, wanna let ya know
This is how it's gonna go

Hush baby, wanna let ya know this is how it's gonna go
If you wanna come and play gotta do it my way, my way, my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much, just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be okay, if you do it my way, my way, my way, hush

You feel so good, rest of my life I wish I could
Hold you tight and take a flight out the hood
Was I foul or just misunderstood?

Mild-mannered or up to no-good
It really doesn't matter, either way I should
Maximize the moment and hold you close
Jump in the drop spider and cruise down the coast

Who loved you the most? I was never ghost
When lives was on the line confusion in ya mind
Runnin' outta time drama of all kind
But there's faith in our mind we spiritually inclined

Sometimes I flip, sometimes you flip
Sometimes we wild out and act like lunatics
We movin' too fast, the whole world's in a rush
Everybody just hush

Hush baby, wanna let ya know this is how it's gonna go
If you wanna come and play gotta do it my way, my way, my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much, just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be okay, if you do it my way, my way, my way, hush

It's all a test, the pain, the drama the villa in the Bahamas
The highs, the lows, the hoop-d, the Rolls
The money flowin' certain doors that we go in

The people we meet, the hands that we shake
Whether it's Mortans or sizzla steak
But everything will be okay
If we do it my way, my way, my way

'Cuz I believe in romance kissin' while ya slow dance
Me bouncin' baby, no chance no matter the circumstance
Whatever it takes girl, I'll swim to France

'Cuz ya beauty's unmatched such a great catch
Unconditional love, forever we are attached
Deal with the drama, we can find our way back
With or without the Maybach

Hush baby, wanna let ya know this is how it's gonna go
If you wanna come and play gotta do it my way, my way, my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much, just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be okay, if you do it my way, my way, my way, hush

I can feel ya pain
Like we simese twins connected by our brains
Walkin' through the desert in the ice cold rain
Wit you in my life ain't nothing's gonna change

God willin', we still be doin' our thang
When my six-pack's faded and rap is outdated
But thats many years from now so don't rush
Little mama just hush

Hush baby, wanna let ya know this is how it's gonna go
If you wanna come and play gotta do it my way, my way, my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much, just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be okay, if you do it my way, my way, my way

Hush baby hush hush darling
Hush baby hush hush, don't talk so much
Don't talk so much, wanna feel ya touch

Hush baby hush
Hush baby hush
Hush baby wanna let ya know

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Willie Bounce - Lyrics - Elephant Man

Title: Willie Bounce
Artist: Elephant Man
Composer(s): Frederick J. Perren, Gwendolyn Guthrie, Dino Fekaris, Bryan O'Neil

Lyric:
Out and bad
What you can do for me?
What you can do for me?
What you can do for me?

Out and bad, so wey dem a sey
Dance will never die
Out and bad so badly bad
It a get intensify

I see the kids dem in the street
All the big man dem at a practice fi dweet
Although Bogle pass and gone
We still a mek dem know him dancing live on

Everybody just
Do the bounce, Willie Bounce
Everybody fi a do di Willie Bounce
Do the bounce, Willie Bounce
Everybody fi a do Bogle bounce

Do the bounce, Willie Bounce
Everybody fi a do di Willie Bounce
Do the bounce, Willie bounce
Everybody, fi a, fi a, fi a do di Willie Bounce

Alright bring yuh hand dem gwaan like yuh mad
Then yuh double, the double the out and bad
Look left, look right swing yuh hand like yuh bad
Like yuh mad then yuh double, the double the out and bad

Do the dip, do the dip like the dancing god
Then yuh double the double the out and bad
Walk with it mek up yuh face like yuh get rob
Then yuh double the double the out and bad

Alright, stop mek a pose tek a sip, shake yuh foot start do the dip
Wacky dip everybody fi step out and dip
Wacky Dip, everybody fi a do the Wacky Dip
Everybody fi a do Bogle dip, Wacky Dip
Wacky Dip, Wacky Dip, Wacky Dip

Do the bounce, Willie Bounce
Everybody fi a do di Willie Bounce
Do the bounce, Willie Bounce
Everybody fi a do Bogle bounce

Do the bounce, Willie Bounce
Everybody fi a do di Willie Bounce
Do the bounce, Willie bounce
Everybody, fi a, fi a, fi a do di Willie Bounce
So wey dem a sey

Willie Bounce lock the street
Yuh no want glass fi see it
Dun the war mek mi dance bad man and police
All the shotta a do the Willie Bounce out a east

Wareka Hill party dem a gwaan hold the peace
Murray a get him groove on roll in the streets sey him a fi come a Weddy Weddy fi see it
Lay down yuh nuh see sey a Sizzla a dweet

Then this no Willie Bounce that a gillipriest
Wee Pow long bend like a Giraffe and a dweet
Uptown, downtown a Willie to the beat
All the prisoners dem a Willie Bounce waan get release
This one is a masterpiece, chase

Do the bounce, Willie Bounce
Everybody fi a do di Willie Bounce
Do the bounce, Willie Bounce
Everybody fi a do Bogle bounce

Do the bounce, Willie Bounce
Everybody fi a do di Willie Bounce
Do the bounce, Willie bounce
Everybody, fi a, fi a, fi a do di Willie Bounce
So wey dem a sey

Alright bring yuh hand dem gwaan like yuh mad
Then yuh double, the double the out and bad
Look left, look right swing yuh hand like yuh bad
Like yuh mad then yuh double, the double the out and bad

Do the dip, do the dip like the dancing god
Then yuh double the double the out and bad
Walk with it mek up yuh face like yuh get rob
Then yuh double the double the out and bad

Alright, stop mek a pose tek a sip
Shake yuh foot start do the dip
Wacky dip everybody fi step out and dip
Wacky Dip, everybody fi a do the Wacky Dip
Everybody fi a do Bogle dip, Wacky Dip
Wacky Dip, Wacky Dip, Wacky Dip

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The Crown - Lyrics - Blood In My Eye - Ja Rule

Title: The Crown
Album: Blood In My Eye
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Jeffery Atkins, Irving Lorenzo, Bobby Dixon, Miguel Collins, Kirk Andre Bennett, Andre Parker, Robbie Shakespeare

Lyric:
They can't keep a good man down
Always keep a smile when they want me to frown
Keep the vibes and I stood my ground
They will never ever take my crown
Who jah bless I say no man curse
Things getting better when they thought it would get worse
Here comes the officers asking for a search
They found no weapon just only a draw first

I know y'all niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in
Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin like rims
So when 'Flex' get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city park your car, turn off your lights
And "50" you have it, 'cause when Rule' spit to the masses
I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass

I know y'all niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in
Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin like rims
So when "Flex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city park your car, turn off your lights
And "50" you have it, 'cause when Rule' spit to the massed
I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass
And if it's pussy we talkin' I calmally smash em'
Personal foul like cole, when I sexual harass em'
'Cause bitches want you beat it with passion

Niggaz want to you to clip up and clap em'
Hide the body like nuthin' happened
Niggaz need to get they money and stick to rappin'
Or end up like one of the Jackson's beware of your actions
'Cause you don't wanna meet that desert e'
With that hair pin trigger so easy to squeeze
And no matter how you cut me I'm always cheese
Like "Black" said
"It's a hundred and eighty seven degrees muthafucka"

They can't keep a good man down
Always keep a smile when they want me to frown
Keep the vibes and I stood my ground
They will never ever take my crown
Who jah bless I say no man curse
Things getting better when they thought it would get worse
Here comes the officers asking for a search
They found no weapon just only a draw first

You know they can't keep a real nigga down, no
Not what they niggaz can even wash up it's federal
Comin' and puttin' snicthes on a pedestal, glorify
Had to put niggaz in jail fo' life, ain't no blood in they eye
But who, Ja' bless 'em with tha sizzla touch
Thing's gettin' better when they thought it would get worse
So I bomb first, and breath in the heat, knowin' to hell I send em' in
And I ain't talkin' devils or demons, just be happy ya breathin'

And cowards get to hiccupin' and sneezin'
Leavin' every soul cold, and bodies more than a day old
Driving down on a yayo and dump it, like fuck it
Niggaz addict to hutslin', no one can ever be trusted
Who told the feds' to rush ya
Why you fishin' in darken looking for sharks in the ocean to rise
Coast to coast man
Just look around Rule' will never back down
And y'all can never ever take my crown, niggaz

They can't keep a good man down
Always keep a smile when they want me to frown
Keep the vibes and I stood my ground
They will never ever take my crown
Who jah bless I say no man curse
Things getting better when they thought it would get worse
Here comes the officers asking for a search
They found no weapon just only a draw first

Murder inc, shit, Holla
Murder inc, yeah murder inc
Murder inc, we do this shit, we do this thang'
This thang called this thang we call drugs nigga
In the booth, lyrically
I get's the job done you know me baby
Holla back, Rule

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