Star 69 - Lyrics - Illuminati - Fatboy Slim

Title: Star 69
Album: Illuminati
Artist: Fatboy Slim
Composer(s): Roland Eathan Clark, Norman Cook, Chris Mccormack, Aurelien Armand Henry

Lyric:
What the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, they just strut
What the fuck? What the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what they know
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They just strut, what the fuck?
What the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what they know
But they don't know what is what
They just know what they know
But they don't know what is what

They just know what they know
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

What the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

What the fuck?
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
...

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As Far As They Know - Lyrics - Before Dark

Title: As Far As They Know
Artist: Before Dark
Composer(s): Kevin Briggs, Kandi Burruss

Lyric:
Things are getting harder
For me and my step partner
So keep this thing we got
On the low unless we stop

They're trying to be in our business
But still they haven't witnessed
The type of love we share
'Cause we won't show it while they're there

Let's keep this thing between me and you
They don't have to know
What you and I decide to do

Keep it on the low and
Every night you come on through
No one seems to have a clue
About the things that we do

As far as they know
You and I we just be always hanging out so frequently
As far as they know
You my play bro' and being good friends is all that they think of

As far as they know
Me and you we just fool, they don't even know that you really are my boo
As far as they know
As far as they know, you and I we just real tight, aight

Me and my step partner
Have kept it on the down low so far
So many times I've slipped up
Almost let my girls know what's up

So I gotta make sure no one else around
So we can get down when you come around
Don't want them around our way
Keep this thing between you and me

Let's keep this thing between me and you
They don't have to know
What you and I decide to do

Keep it on the low, and
Every night you come on through
No one seems to have a clue
About the things that we do

As far as they know
You and I we just be always hanging out so frequently
As far as they know
You my play bro and being good friends is all that they know

As far as they know
Me and you we just fool, they don't even know that you really are my boo
As far as they know
As far as they know, you and I we just real tight, aight

We have a secret love affair
And no one even knows
That the feeling's there
Makes it so exciting

That it's our thing
And no one can hate or take
What we got away, ohh, yeah, ohh

Ooh, ooh, duta, duta, duta, duta, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, duta, duta, duta, duta, ooh, ooh

As far as they know
You and I we just be always hanging out so frequently
As far as they know
You my play bro and being good friends is all that they know

As far as they know
Me and you we just fool, they don't even know that you really are my boo
As far as they know
As far as they know, you and I we just real tight, aight

As far as they know
You and I we just be always hanging out so frequently
As far as they know
You my play bro and being good friends is all that they know

As far as they know
Me and you we just fool, they don't even know that you really are my boo
As far as they know
As far as they know, you and I we just real tight, aight

As far as they know
You and I we just be always hanging out so frequently
As far as they know
You my play bro and being good friends is all that they know

As far as they know
Me and you we just fool, they don't even know that you really are my boo
As far as they know
As far as they know, you and I we just real tight, aight

As far as they know
You and I we just be always hanging out so frequently

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If You Know - Lyrics - The Lox

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About Us - Lyrics - Undiscovered - Brooke Hogan

Title: About Us
Album: Undiscovered
Artist: Brooke Hogan
Composer(s): Paul Michael Slayton, Scott Spencer Storch, Jason P D Boyd

Lyric:
Boys talkin' down on the sidelines watching
Wishin' they was playin' the game we playin'
But it's all good though

Paul Wall
Brooke, what up baby?
What it do Paul?

I see your lips moving but I don't hear nothing
(Naw)
Everybody talking like they really know something about us
(They don't know baby)
But they don't know nothing about us
(They don't know baby, they don't know about it)

I see your lips moving but I don't hear nothing
(Naw)
Everybody talking like they really wanna know about us
(They don't know baby)
But they don't know nothing about us
(They don't know about it baby)
Talk to ?em Brooke

I'm just trying to live, but you're all up in my grill
How's a girl to breathe with the media
Staring down my mouth with a four-inch lens?
I just wanna hit the mall with some of my friends

And I need to clear my mind ?cause they're driving me insane
I be switchin' lanes down 95
Swervin' in my E-class, sunroof popped
With my stunner shades on ?cause the haters won't stop, no!

I see your lips moving but I don't hear nothing
(Naw)
Everybody talking like they really know something about us
(They don't know baby)
But they don't know nothing about us
(They don't know baby, they don't know about it)

I see your lips moving but I don't hear nothing
(Naw)
Everybody talking like they really wanna know about us
(They don't know baby)
But they don't know nothing about us
(They don't know about it baby)
What it do

I hear the commentators on the side chatter boxing
Paul Wall and Brooke got all the paparazzi watching
I hear ?em jaw japping, bumping guns, chasing crumbs
We ain't concerned with them bums, we accumulating funds

Plaster wrist, got the Johnny Dang watch froze
5 karat divvied yellow stone in my earlobe
I'm squashing chatter when the light hit the pinky ring
Starched and clean, white cuff for the lean

See me in that new Benz ?cause I'm oh so ballin'
Or a old school slab with the fifth wheel fallin'
We got ?em talkin' but really they ain't saying too much
Just speculating with they gossip, truth is they don't know about us

I see your lips moving but I don't hear nothing
(No!)
Everybody talking like they really know something about us
(Oh no, they don't know about us)
But they don't know nothing about us
(They don't know about us, no)

I see your lips moving but I don't hear nothing
(Naw)
Everybody talking like they really wanna know about us
(They don't know baby)
(They don't know about us)
But they don't know nothing about us
(They don't know about it baby)

Stop, stop, stop
I'm not listening, you can save your breath
I don't wanna hear the rumors people are spreading

Why, why do people go
Out of their way to try to bring us down?
No, they don't know the truth about us

I see your lips moving but I don't hear nothing
(Oh no)
(Naw)
Everybody talking like they really know something about us
(They don't know baby)
But they don't know nothing about us
(They don't know baby)
They don't know about us

I see your lips moving but I don't hear nothing
(Naw)
Everybody talking like they really wanna know about us
(They don't know baby)
But they don't know nothing about us
(They don't know about it baby, naw)

They don't know baby, naw

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Nothing 'Bout Me - Lyrics - B5

Title: Nothing 'Bout Me
Artist: B5
Composer(s): Ryan Leslie, Sean Garrett

Lyric:
Your friends say I'm just a player
But girl I'm just tryna love you
We've been together for so long
Why would I want to do you wrong?

Girl, they don't know nothin bout me
What will it take you to see
That my love is true and only for you?
Girl, don't know what else I can say
My heart is in the right place
I live for you, you know that I do

They say that I hurt you
They say I don't deserve you
But they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

Your girls are hatin'
I can't believe what they're sayin'
'Cuz they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

You know when we are together
All we can see is each other
We both know that they just jealous
Me brake your heart, baby, never

Girl, they don't know nothin bout me
What will it take you to see
That my love is true and only for you?
Girl, don't know what else I can say
My heart is in the right place
I live for you, you know that I do

They say that I hurt you
They say I don't deserve you
But they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

Your girls are hatin'
I can't believe what they're sayin'
'Cuz they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

I mean it when I said your my world, so don't trip
The only thing you hear from your girls is more lip
I would never holla at them, you know that
Remember, girl, we started as friends, we go back

They say that I'ma hurt you, they wrong completely
The only place they ever see me is TV
I can't flirt, security's all around me
I've always held it down, girl, why would you doubt me?
Honestly, what would you do without me?
Believe me, your friends know nothin bout me

They say that I hurt you
They say I don't deserve you
But they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

Your girls are hatin'
I can't believe what they're sayin'
'Cuz they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

They say that I hurt you
They say I don't deserve you
But they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

Your girls are hatin'
I can't believe what they're sayin'
'Cuz they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

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Nothin Bout Me - Lyrics - B5 - B5

Title: Nothin Bout Me
Album: B5
Artist: B5
Composer(s): Ryan Leslie, Sean Garrett

Lyric:
Your friends say I'm just a player
But girl I'm just tryna love you
We've been together for so long
Why would I want to do you wrong?

Girl, they don't know nothin bout me
What will it take you to see
That my love is true and only for you?
Girl, don't know what else I can say
My heart is in the right place
I live for you, you know that I do

They say that I hurt you
They say I don't deserve you
But they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

Your girls are hatin'
I can't believe what they're sayin'
'Cuz they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

You know when we are together
All we can see is each other
We both know that they just jealous
Me brake your heart, baby, never

Girl, they don't know nothin bout me
What will it take you to see
That my love is true and only for you?
Girl, don't know what else I can say
My heart is in the right place
I live for you, you know that I do

They say that I hurt you
They say I don't deserve you
But they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

Your girls are hatin'
I can't believe what they're sayin'
'Cuz they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

I mean it when I said your my world, so don't trip
The only thing you hear from your girls is more lip
I would never holla at them, you know that
Remember, girl, we started as friends, we go back

They say that I'ma hurt you, they wrong completely
The only place they ever see me is TV
I can't flirt, security's all around me
I've always held it down, girl, why would you doubt me?
Honestly, what would you do without me?
Believe me, your friends know nothin bout me

They say that I hurt you
They say I don't deserve you
But they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

Your girls are hatin'
I can't believe what they're sayin'
'Cuz they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

They say that I hurt you
They say I don't deserve you
But they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

Your girls are hatin'
I can't believe what they're sayin'
'Cuz they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me
No, they don't know nothin bout me

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I Know You Know - Lyrics - Reality Check - Juvenile

Title: I Know You Know
Album: Reality Check
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Nathan Perez, Michael Caren, Terius Gray, Tremaine Aldon Neverson

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Lyric:
Put ya feet up in my shoes for a minute
Shawty peep the way, I do how I'm livin'
You steadily trippin', say I'm trickin with the women
Girl, don't make me start flippin' everything is what I'm givin', I know

I know I'm comin' home to big fine after my day done
All concerned about how I'm feelin' and if I ate somethin'
You always hear the bullshit stories and never say nothin'
'Cause all of 'em in search for a man, that's why they stay sufferin'

Though you may think I'm from this bitch to the next
A nigga be out here tryna get him a check, but I prefer cash
For me and you so don't even much get ya nerves bad
They want attention and they don't even deserve that

Girl, you miss Juve what you think I don't care
What you think I'm bout to go sacrifice this shit for that there
They wanna catch the biggest fish in the sea, but he ain't swimmin'
'Cause he satisfied and ain't lookin' forward to other women

I know, you know
Just 'cause they shakin', don't mean I'm takin'
I know, you know
Just 'cause they holla, don't mean I follow

I know, you know
Just 'cause they throw it, don't mean I'm catchin'
I know, you know
No matter how long I'm gone, I'm always comin' home to you

You gotta believe me, you don't have to police me
I be up in the streets makin' sure that me and you eat see
Women try to tease me but I tell 'em be easy
My family needs me, so I'm goin' where my seeds be

I can sign ya poster but I cannot intercourse ya
They really wanna solider that's why the bendin' it over
Holla at big daddy I'm comin' home like I 'ppose ta
With a big ole bag of groceries and somethin' that we can smoke up

We don't need a passion 'cause me and you is what's happenin'
They thought we wasn't adaptin' now everybody congratin'
Forget all of that yappin' as long as we keep interactin'
And we keep on attractin' to each other with a passion

I know, you know
Just 'cause they shakin', don't mean I'm takin'
I know, you know
Just 'cause they holla, don't mean I follow

I know, you know
Just 'cause they throw it, don't mean I'm catchin'
I know, you know
No matter how long I'm gone, I'm always comin' home to you

When the big dog is in ya they gon'wanna bother a g
Wanna leave way at night and come tomorrow with me
Yup so they can put a nigga business all in the streets
Out here tellin' folks she gotta problem recordin' for keeps

She got big Randy Johnson tryna get me to the place
Hopin' I recognize her curve but I can't even relate
Now they be at the red light flashin' me with they head lights
I know how to play it like, tell 'em to get they head right

I'm not tryna touch her so you can keep ya lil' rubber
You too young for me why ya tryna get me in trouble
She know that I love her, look we was meant for each other
And she gon' act a fool when she with me under the cover

I know, you know
Just 'cause they shakin', don't mean I'm takin'
I know, you know
Just 'cause they holla, don't mean I follow

I know, you know
Just 'cause they throw it, don't mean I'm catchin'
I know, you know
No matter how long I'm gone, I'm always comin' home

I know, you know
Just 'cause they shakin', don't mean I'm takin'
I know, you know
Just 'cause they holla, don't mean I follow

I know, you know
Just 'cause they throw it, don't mean I'm catchin'
I know, you know
No matter how long I'm gone, I'm always comin' home to you

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Z - I Know What Girls Like - Lyrics - In My Lifetime Vol. 1 - Jay

Title: Z - I Know What Girls Like
Album: In My Lifetime Vol. 1
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Shawn C Carter, Christopher Butler, Joseph Malloy, Ronald Lawrence, Shereff William Stroman, Sean Combs, Kimberly Jones, Moore David L Spradley, Gary Cooper

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Lyric:
Peep the scripts, scoped honey from the whip
Jumped out like yo, who the fuck you with?
Flash the jewels 'cause that's the rule
Damn I like a girl who spend a little cash for her shoes

Face natural, can I get at you?
Saw a spot on the body look nice with a tattoo
With my name, but didn't want to jump the gun
I didn't know how many niggas was humping hon

I said I never seen a face like yours before
And I been around some cute whores before
That either me or my boys tore it up before
So I'm hoping you different, let you push the 6

And give you a different life and baby if it's right
Jump on it in the morning and ride it 'til the night
Want to buy you real jewelry when it hits the light
Bitches'll momentarily lose they sight, she said

I know what boys like, I know what they want
I know what boys like, boys like
I know what boys like, I know what they want
I know what boys like, boys like me

So want a cutie with a booty like pow
Deeper than a mile, earrings shine like tadow
But I'm a real bitch so you know I do real things
Only real bitches live like queens, get it?

Safety deposit in the walk in closet
Marvel Forts is for matching Rolls Royce's
In the driveway from Monday to Friday
I be the richest, shitting on these bitches

While chickens cluck giving up the butt
I plays the cut with the Daddy Warbucks
You can call me a slut, who gives a fuck
That's fine nigga shit, I'm a good with mine

I can tell by your shoes you know what I want
Fuck a pre-nup give me half up front
My sex be the best so we split these costs
You can stop saying mine and start saying ours

I know what girls like, I know what they want
They want to sex me, they think I'm sexy
I know what girls like, girls like me

I know what boys like, I know what they want
They want to sex me, they think I'm sexy
I know what boys like, boys like me

Got the bomb place, fireplace John Blaze
Victoria Secret lingerie, ice like Don Kay
The price was like eight digits a long way, shit
Got the beach front view, V1 too

Cop you one cop me one too
On the place, jet ski's park by the lake
No neighbors, make all the noise you want to make
Invite your friends over

Let 'em make their way through the Benz's
And the Rovers before they reach the door
Vacate, hey wait, a week or more
First class to and fro, freakin' off

Got to have things locked, champagne popped
Cruise around the world 'til the damn thing stop
Cop Rembrandt, hang 'em, pay the lot
Can't complain, we ballin', true or not ma?

I know what girls like, I know what they want
I know what girls like, girls like
I know what girls like, I know what they want
I know what girls like, girls like me

I know what boys like, I know what they want
I know what boys like, boys like
I know what boys like, I know what they want
I know what boys like, boys like me

I know what girls like, I know what they want
I know what girls like, girls like
I know what girls like, I know what they want
I know what girls like, girls like me

I know what boys like, I know what they want
I know what boys like, boys like
I know what boys like, I know what they want
I know what boys like, boys like me

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Who We Be - Lyrics - The Great Depression - Dmx

Title: Who We Be
Album: The Great Depression
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Earl Simmons, M Davis

Lyric:
Uhh, yeah
Another one of those
This is for my nigga Q
Down to earth joints
Rest in peace, baby
You're not for me dawg
That's how many that don't know
They knew I could do it

They don't know, who we be
(This goes out to my nigga Q)
(Rest in peace, baby)
They don't know, who we be
(They still ain't ready)

What they don't know is
The bullshit, the drama, the guns, the armour
The city, the farmer, the babies, the mama
The projects, the drugs, the children, the thugs
The tears, the hugs, the love, the slugs

The funerals, the wakes, the churches, the coffins
The heartbroken mothers, it happens, too often
The problems, the things, we use, to solve 'em
Yonkers, the Bronx, Brooklyn, Harlem

The hurt, the pain, the dirt, the rain
The jerk, the fame, the work, the game
The friends, the foes, the Benz, the hoes
The studios, the shows, comes and it goes

The jealousy, the envy, the phony, the friendly
The one that gave 'em the slugs, the one that put 'em in me
The snakes, the grass, too long, to see
The lawnmower, sittin', right next, to the tree

They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be

What we seein' is
The streets, the cops, the system, harrassment
The options, get shot, go to jail, or getcha ass kicked
The lawyers, the part, they are, of the puzzle
The release, the warning, "Try not, to get in trouble"

The snitches, the odds, probation, parole
The new charge, the bail, the warrant, the hole
The cell, the bus, the ride, up north
The greens, the boots, the yard, the hearts

The fightin', the stabbin', the pullin', the grabbin'
The riot squad with the captain, nobody knows what happened
The two years in a box, revenge, the plots
The twenty-three hours that's locked, the one hour that's not

The silence, the dark, the mind, so fragile
The wish, that the streets, would have took you, when they had you
The days, the months, the years, dispair
One night on my knees, here it comes, the prayer

They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be

This here is all about
My wife, my kids, the life that I live
Through the night, I was his, it was right, but I did
My ups, and downs, my slips, my falls
My trials and tribulations, my heart, my balls

My mother, my father, I love 'em, I hate 'em
Wish God, I didn't have 'em, but I'm glad that He made 'em
The roaches, the rats, the strays, the cats
The guns, knives and bats, everytime we scrap

The hustlin', the dealin', the robbin', the stealin'
The shit, hit the ceilin', little boy, with no feelin's
The frustration, rage, trapped inside a cage
Got beatin's 'til the age, I carried a twelve gauge

Somebody stop me, somebody come and get me
Little did I know, that the Lord was ridin' with me
The dark, the light, my heart, the fight
The wrong, the right, it's gone, aight?

They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be

They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be
They don't know, who we be

Man listen
(They don't know, who we be)
These motherfuckers don't know, who we are
They don't know
(They don't know, who we be)
They couldn't possibly fuckin' know dawg
That's from the heart

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Decadence - Lyrics - Disturbed

Title: Decadence
Artist: Disturbed
Composer(s): Dan Donegan, Mike Wengren, David Draiman

Lyric:
Say, yes they know that you've hurt yourself another time
Don't they know that you're full of pain already?
Yes, they know that you've hurt yourself another time
Decadence isn't easy, is it?

Yes, they know that you've hurt yourself another time
Don't they know that you're full of pain already?
Yes, they know that you've hurt yourself another time
Decadence isn't easy

Then you slowly recall all your mind
Why your soul's gone cold and all hope has run dry, dead inside
Never enough to forget that you're one of the lonely
Slowly recall all your mind

Say, yes they know that you've hurt yourself another time
Don't they know that you're full of pain already?
Yes, they know that you hurt yourself another time
Decadence isn't easy, is it?

Yes, they know that you've hurt yourself another time
Don't they know that you're full of pain already?
Yes, they know that you've hurt yourself another time
Decadence isn't easy

Then you slowly recall all your mind
Why your soul's gone cold, and all hope has run dry, dead inside
Never enough to forget that you're one of the lonely
Slowly recall all your mind

If I scare you now, don't run from me
I've been hiding my pain, you see
Tell if I scare you now, don't run from me
I've been hiding my pain, you see

Slowly recall all your mind
Why your soul's gone cold, and all hope has run dry, dead inside
Never enough to forget that you're one of the lonely
Slowly recall all your mind, you'll slowly recall all your mind

Say, yes they know that you've hurt yourself another time
Don't they know that you're full of pain already?
Yes, they know that you've hurt yourself another time
Decadence isn't easy, is it?

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Z - Anything - Lyrics - Kingdom Come - Jay

Title: Z - Anything
Album: Kingdom Come
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Shawn C Carter, Pharrell L Williams

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Lyric:
Anything you want, girl
I bet you never seen it like this
Just stay up on that floor, girl
And I'll grant all your wishes

You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know

Specially when you bounce, bounce
I know I like it when you bounce, bounce
I see money when you bounce, bounce
Girl, I like it when you bounce, bounce

Ooh, you so nasty, amateur pole dancin'
Come and get this cash from me, they call me 'Rain Man'
She tried to rain dance, money so long, it will drown you, girl
Buried under so much stacks, they had to pull back
About 50 thou before they found you, girl

I brought book bags of that bankroll
I'm a D boy, baby, they know
I'm an original D boy
They go bankrupt if they try to keep up

No roof on my car
But I got mirrors on the ceiling
I'll spread bread on the bed
Ever had sex on a million? Tell me

Anything you want, girl
I bet you never seen it like this
Just stay up on that floor, girl
And I'll grant all your wishes

You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know

Specially when you bounce, bounce
I know I like it when you bounce, bounce
I see money when you bounce, bounce
Girl, I like it when you bounce, bounce

Red light, TLC, through the Left Eye, my P.O.V.
On the eye chat, how's that for computer love?
She rolled her eyes back, I'm like, ?Ooh, you so nasty?
You turned my Maybach back seat into the Hotel de Paris

I ain't gotta go down to the go-go
You got a private show, that's like magic city
I got stacks of fifties, I got piles of hundreds
That's role play, act like you want it

You know, you know, you hot like fire
You throw that body, I'll throw them dollars
But not them 1's and not the 5's
Have you ever seen us go to Cleveland?
That's a thousand dollar bill, baby

Anything you want, girl
I bet you never seen it like this
Just stay up on that floor, girl
And I'll grant all your wishes

You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know

Specially when you bounce, bounce
I know I like it when you bounce, bounce
I see money when you bounce, bounce
Girl, I like it when you bounce, bounce

I bet you know, you know you hot like fire
As I blow this dough, you might, could retire
Take it slow like Neo when shots was fired
In the Matrix, have patience got lots of bottles

Rock-a-bye baby, Jay-Z got notes like Mariah
Got no 1's, got no 5's, my D notes are higher
I'm a D boy, they decoys, they money is lighter
Like Nicole Richie, roll with me, they on the diet, baby

Anything you want, girl
I bet you never seen it like this
Just stay up on that floor, girl
And I'll grant all your wishes

You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know

Specially when you bounce, bounce
I know I like it when you bounce, bounce
I see money when you bounce, bounce
Girl, I like it when you bounce, bounce

This is sponsored by the good fellas
U S H E R, R A Y M O N D, Skateboard P
And the J to the A to the Y to the Z, bitch
Magic City, Club Rolex, Suiz Rande, boo

And all the amateur strippers in 'robics classes
Try it out at home, it works, baby, it works
I can make it right, baby
Just put it on the floor, baby

Anything you want, girl
I bet you never seen it like this
Just stay up on that floor, girl
And I'll grant all your wishes

You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know you hot
You know, you know, you know

Specially when you bounce, bounce
I know I like it when you bounce, bounce
I see money when you bounce, bounce
Girl, I like it when you bounce, bounce

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They Know - Lyrics - Bad Boy'S Da Band

Title: They Know
Artist: Bad Boy'S Da Band
Composer(s): Tony Dofat, R Hill, F Watson

Lyric:
Yeah, this beat here was created in the Hamptons
And dropped in Manhattan, Bad Boy's the label
Time Shock, Dofat's the man
Wit Chopper from Miami to New Orleans

Chopper City's the nigga, Freddy P
Who want war wit 'em? Take a fall wit 'em
Get your back against the wall wit 'em
Chopper City let 'em know!

Man I believe in gettin' rich or die tryin'
Niggaz is [Incomprehensible] and I'm a warrior like ninja stroll
It ain't nothin', I can show you how to pimp a ho
And if you want it, you can get it nigga, friend of foe

I keeps the mac Milli low
Itchy for somethin' to crack so I can snap like whatchu grillin' fo'?
Shit, I keeps it gutter man, you know how I do's it
I strike a kite that's my definition of stickin' and movin'

What you know about shoot outs for half an hour?
If you don't, you niggaz is jive and act as cowards
You 'bouta witness City reach till it's massive power
Boss man, I can get you niggaz wacked in showers

I'm well known for what I do, but fiends call me Captain Powder
If you want it you can call on Chopper
Fetti is somethin' that ya boy desire
I keep the metal thing-a-mijiggy the color is copper

I keeps it gangsta
You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, they know
I'ma hustler that 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let them keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts hang low now

You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, they know
I'ma hustler that 'bout them pesos pesos
If you wit me then let them keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts hang low now

I love the haters 'cause I feed of they energy
I'm in the same business as the muthafucker
On the roof who shot Kennedy waitin' for sinners and
They see the glory and pain
You know the story 'bout the boy with a name

He did things like kill people and stole Kane
The hood got three lanes, life, death, or entertain
Now sellin's the life in that box is the D-word
In that house by the lake wit the yacht is the Keyword

Fuck it, if he work and she work Da Band
We work on P.D.'s nerves
Man we probably gon' clash when he hear these words
But fuck it, I love that nigga, he the reason we hurr

If it wasn't for him, I'd be livin' to see dirt
Now Lil F.P. and me, we see curves
Bend 'em fuck it the windows is tinted, so we splurge
Wit niggaz that treat me like Jerry and do Steve's work

I keeps it gangsta
You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, they know
I'ma hustler that 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let them keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts hang low now

You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, they know
I'ma hustler that 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let them keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts hang low now

All I do is chill and blind hoe wit a sparkling grill
Smoke, stroke grind and count dough by the mill's
That's real, I ride the wheels till' they fall off
Sittin' still wit a sawed-off ready to blow a arm off

Oh, Lord, you don't want no problems wit dude
I'm out that Band, so you now the boy-band news
I bruise ya crew then ride out then head to the hideout
I stay wit them nines out to clear the whole block out

Now they say, "Fred you need to chill"
I been a Bad Boy way before Martin of Will
I'm somewhere parked on a hill on the south side of Germany
That's what the game has earned me supportin' my skills

And them girls like Freddy, you need to stop
How I came through like Griffin and made Cleveland hot
How they get up on the floor and make it breathe and stop
like Q-Tip, get in her ear and I bet she get in my drop

I keeps it gangsta
You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, they know
I'ma hustler that 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let them keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts hang low now

You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, they know
I'ma hustler that 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let them keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts hang low now

We them south side riders
C'mon, c'mon, look out
Huh? Now what cha say Freddy Peezay
C'mon, c'mon, look out, watch out
C'mon, c'mon, watch out, c'mon, c'mon
Get down, get down, c'mon, look out

I like that shit, yeah, boi!
I'm tellin' you whoa, I'm tellin', aight
Aight, I ain't gon' talk

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Forgive Them Father - Lyrics - Lauryn Hill

Title: Forgive Them Father
Artist: Lauryn Hill
Composer(s): Lauryn Hill, Tejunold Newton, Rasheem Pugh, Vada Nobles, Johari Newton

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Lyric:
Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those
That trespass against us
Although them again we will
Never, never, never trust

Dem noh know weh dem do
Dig out yuh yei while dem sticking like glue
Fling, skin, grin while dem plotting fah you
True, ah who?

Forgive them father for
They know not what they do
Forgive them father for
They know not what they do

Beware the false motives of others
Be careful of those who pretend to be brothers
And you never suppose it's those who are closest to you, to you

They say all the right things to gain their position
Then use your kindness as their ammunition
To shoot you down in the name of ambition, they do, oh

Forgive them father for
They know not what they do
Forgive them father for
They know not what they do

Why every Indian wanna be the chief?
Feed a man 'til he's full and he still want beef
Give me grief, try to thief off my piece
Walk you to the increase, I must decrease?

If I treat you kindly does it mean that I'm weak?
You hear me speak and think I won't take it to the streets
I know enough cats that don't turn the other cheek
But I try to keep it civilized like Menelik

And other African czars observing stars with war scars
Get yours in this capitalistic system
So many caught or got bought you can't list them
How you gonna idolize the missin'?

To survive is to stay alive in the face of opposition
Even when they comin' gunnin' I stand position
L's known the mission since conception
Let's free the people from deception
If you lookin' for the answers then you gotta ask the questions

And when I let go, my voice echoes through the ghetto
Sick of men trying to pull strings like Geppetto
Why black people always be the ones to settle
March through these streets like Soweto

Like Cain and Abel, Caesar and Brutus
Jesus and Judas, back stabbers do this

Forgive them father for
They know not what they do
Forgive them father for
They know not what they do

It took me a little while to discover
Wolves in sheep coats who pretend to be lovers
Men who lack conscience will even lie to themselves, to themselves

A friend once said and I found to be true
That, "Everyday people, they lie to God too
So what makes you think that they won't lie to you"

Forgive them father for
They know not what they do
Forgive them father for
They know not what they do

Forgive them, forgive them
Gwan like dem love while dem rip yuh to shreds
Trample pon yuh heart and lef yuh fi dead
Dem a yuh fren who yuh depen pon from way back when
But if yuh gi dem yuh back den yuh mus meet yuh end
Dem noh know wey dem do, dem noh know wey dem do
Dem no know, dem no know, dem no know
Dem no know, dem no know wey dem do

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White Girl - Lyrics - Young Jeezy

Title: White Girl
Artist: Young Jeezy
Composer(s): Jay Jenkins, Renaldo Whitman, Christopher Jame Gholson, Bruce Falson

Lyric:
Yeah, ay yeah, boi, ah yeah
Ay yeah, boi, ah yeah
Ay yeah, boi, ah yeah, ay yeah, boi

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

Fresh white tee in my all-white Caddy
Yeah, she a girl but she call me daddy
Smokin' nothin' but the best, you can call this Cali
Half a brick on the seat, you can call that sally

A little paranoid, you can call me crazy
Last time they came though they spent about a buck 80
About a buck 80? Yeah, 180 thousand
Matta fact, nigga I'm runnin' through the change right now

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

Who it be, the boy slick P
Clean muscle car runnin' wit da big feet
Blowin' my smoke, throwin' up da fo's
You can tell by da gear dat da kid get doe

62's jumpin' we call 'em Airgoers
Got 'em goin' fo da 12, yea we got 'em fo da low
And give two cell phones, a Nextel Metro
Keep my spot bumpin', open like da the 24

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

B Ross Fien got his name from da raw
Not a stone in dis mafuckin' chain got a flaw
Man, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout dat white thing
My niggas in da projects, yeah, they on da same thing

My lil' Senorita, call her Spanish Fly
I know a couple zones so I holla at my guy
So whatcha know about dem white blocks?
Yeah, I'm talkin' white squares
Move 'em by da twos so they goin' by da pairs

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

You know we keep that white girl
You know we keep that white girl
You know we keep that white girl

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White Girl (Remix) - Lyrics - Young Jeezy

Title: White Girl (Remix)
Artist: Young Jeezy
Composer(s): Jay Jenkins, Renaldo Whitman, Christopher Jame Gholson, Bruce Falson

Lyric:
Yeah, ay yeah, boi, ah yeah
Ay yeah, boi, ah yeah
Ay yeah, boi, ah yeah, ay yeah, boi

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

Fresh white tee in my all-white Caddy
Yeah, she a girl but she call me daddy
Smokin' nothin' but the best, you can call this Cali
Half a brick on the seat, you can call that sally

A little paranoid, you can call me crazy
Last time they came though they spent about a buck 80
About a buck 80? Yeah, 180 thousand
Matta fact, nigga I'm runnin' through the change right now

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

Who it be, the boy slick P
Clean muscle car runnin' wit da big feet
Blowin' my smoke, throwin' up da fo's
You can tell by da gear dat da kid get doe

62's jumpin' we call 'em Airgoers
Got 'em goin' fo da 12, yea we got 'em fo da low
And give two cell phones, a Nextel Metro
Keep my spot bumpin', open like da the 24

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

B Ross Fien got his name from da raw
Not a stone in dis mafuckin' chain got a flaw
Man, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout dat white thing
My niggas in da projects, yeah, they on da same thing

My lil' Senorita, call her Spanish Fly
I know a couple zones so I holla at my guy
So whatcha know about dem white blocks?
Yeah, I'm talkin' white squares
Move 'em by da twos so they goin' by da pairs

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, baby girl, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
I need about 50 of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it

You know we keep that white girl
You know we keep that white girl
You know we keep that white girl

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They Say - Lyrics - Be - Common

Title: They Say
Album: Be
Artist: Common
Composer(s): Linda Creed, John Stephens, Thomas Randolph Bell, Linda Epstein, Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Kanye Omari West, John Roger Stephens

Lyric:
They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts and if, they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know

They say a nigga lost his mind
But in the scheme of things I never lost a rhyme
The thin line between love and hatred
I'm the black pill in the Matrix, the saturated life

They say life is what you make it
So I wait quick on a spaceship so I can take it
As high as the stakes get when paper get low
I be tellin' Derick, "Tell Kara get us a show"

Little Com, I make righteous bitches get low
The richest man ain't necessarily the nigga wit dough
They say, "You ripped" yeah, that's what they say
My niggaz couldn't tell it was me, like Jamie in Ray

Paintin' a day, wit focused crime, broads, and good wine
They say, "Dope is sour so it's homework and hood crimes"
I stood mine, for forever and a day so goodbye
They never could say tell 'em, J

They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts and if, they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know

Ahh, the sweet taste of victory
Go head and breath it in like antihistamine
I know they sayin', "Damn, yay snapped wit this beat"
Fuck you expect? I've got a history

Groupie love now, gotta be them wheels
Haters back down, gotta be that steel
I know they cant wait till ya outta ya deal
Look how they did D'Angelo ask 'em how do it feel

My best friends worry 'bout me
'Cause they know when you famous
And you had made cash the media aims at us and you be up so high
If you ever fall off, it feel like a plane crash

But God don't ever give me nothin' I can't handle
So please don't ever give me records I can't sample
So I could vacate where it ain't no channels
But it's quite okay for a gangsta to wear sandals

They say 'cause of the fame and stardom
I'm somewhere in between the church and insane asylum
I guess it's messin' with my health then
And this verse so crazy when I finish I'm just gon' check myself in again

They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts and if, they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know

They say, "Dude think he righteous"
I write just to free minds, from Stoney to Rikers
Amongst the lifeless, in a world crazy as Mike is
On my paper, whether it's weed or Isis

They say, "Life is a game", so I play hard
Writin' for my life 'cause I'm scared of a day job
They say, "Sef kept the hood together"
I tell the young, "We can't play the hood forever"

Play my cards right, they say I went to left
They showed me strange love, like I was Mr. F
Played chess in this game of, pawns and knights
Now I claim king like Don, or Frank White

They say my life is comparable to Christ's
The way I sacrificed, and resurrected, twice
They say, "The crochet pants and the sweater was wack"
Seen the corner, now they say, "That nigga's back"

They say, "What's happenin'?"
We say the facts and if, they lie
We comin' back for them
They might say but they don't know
They say, they say
They don't know

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I Don'T Know Officer - Lyrics - 50 Cent

Title: I Don'T Know Officer
Artist: 50 Cent
Composer(s): Curtis Williams, Jake Dutton, Christopher Lloyd, Albert Johnson, Mason Betha, Curtis James Jackson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita

Lyric:
It's 50, it's the Unit
That means it's money, ha ha

Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

Nowadays niggaz snitchin' so much in the street
That you gotta talk to them like they the police
Nah, I don't know nothin' 'bout poppin' the heat
I don't know nothin' 'bout sellin' no beef in the street
Nah, I don't know nothin' 'bout baggin' the grams
I ain't never had no spot or went hand to hand

Me, I don't know nothin' 'bout takin' the stand
I ain't never got a nigga ass stuck in the can
Nah, I don't know nothin' 'bout dro or hash
Coke, dope, ex, dust or crystal meth
Nah, I'm just tryin' to rap to get me some cash
Keep the hip hop police off my ass

Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of Bibles
I don't know who did it I don't know who responsible
All I know who spittin' all I know who givin'
Me all this cash, just to put down twelve fo' gettin' yo' ass
Listen, keep it far away from me
I ain't got time for sittin' in the penitentuary

All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit work
When the album drop they go bezerk
Mad video play, crazy radio spins
Number one all the time, our reign never ends
Don't point the finger at us somebody's shit hangin'
They had a beef with us, plus we don't know nothin'

Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

I don't know nothin' 'bout jumpin' out splittin' homeboy head
But for real that's fucked up they say that homeboy dead
I can't even think, who would want him dead
Have no idea what type of gun they done him with
You see I hear no evil and I see no evil
Ain't tryin' to talk to or hear from or see those people

And I ain't had them little homies burn up no regal
I've been tryin' to do this music thang and just go legal
I don't know why my name in your female phone
But you really startin' to sound like a females homes
Don't know why they told you that we sell stones
We on the internet tryin' to get our email on

Nah nigga, I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

Nah nigga, I don't know who sent them young boys through
To air the strip, shit just be happenin' out the blue
I don't be around here, I ain't hip to the news
I don't know why that man clutchin' on that shit when you move
I don't know why that other rapper got stripped for his jewels
You know how easy it is to get shit confused

I wasn't even in New York, I was just on the cruise
Somewhere way out in the islands with your bitch in the cruise
Oops, my bitch in the cruise, dudes get hit when they snooze
Lose they hit from the Uz, ooze all over the street
I don't know why they said what's up I don't know who's in that jeep
He talk about me all day but I ain't losin' no sleep

Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

I don't know why my charm 'bout as big as your palm
And why the diamond chain I wear as 'bout as long as your arm
You tell me, how many diamonds in my bezel
There's one for every time I had to grind up in the ghetto
I could show you how to do it, you tired of ridin' buicks
I don't know why niggaz rap for years and can't make hotter music

Even when, I don't do it chicks release body fluid
Body drop, shotty pop, and niggaz wanna tie me to it
I don't know why Loon and Fabby won't just say I'm they daddy
Why these Harlem CB4 niggaz just keep comin' at me
Got as many beefs as 50 and a nigga go to church
Could you imagine if my hands was on work, I don't know

Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

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