Till U Get Enough - Lyrics - Dalvin Degrate

Title: Till U Get Enough
Artist: Dalvin Degrate
Composer(s): Dalvin Degrate, Al Green

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, do it like that, what?
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, like that, what?
Yeah, yeah, check it out

Ooh, you look so fine girl
I want you in my world
I just want to turn you on
Yes, I do, uh

Baby, what's your steelo
I wanna be down and I know
What you need to keep you satisfied
Don't stop

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

So tell me what you're feeling
The mood for sexual healing?
Let me be the one to blow your mind

And girl I want to love you
Place no one above you
Every day and night
I swear I'll keep you satisfied

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

All day, all night
I want you, yes, I do
All day, all night
I want you, yes, I do

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

Don't stop 'til u get enough
Keep on, I won't stop 'til you give it up
I'm on top, wanna get ya hot
Show you what my lovin' is all about

All day, all night
I want you, yes, I do

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Dance - Lyrics - Dedicated - Lemar

Title: Dance
Album: Dedicated
Artist: Lemar
Composer(s): Craig Paul Hardy, Lemar Obika, Fitzgerald Scott

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Lyric:
From the moment I saw you
I thought you were something out of a story book
And I told my heart that we had to get one look
I remember both me and you, doing what lovers do
Holding hands in the park, making love till after dark

The ooh, the ahh, the ooh
The sound of the birds and the bees bringing me to your knees
Is all I want to do yeah
Dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance
Makes me wanna dance

I just want to dance with u
I just want to roll with u
I just want to be the one that really gets to know u
I don't care and I don't mind
I will spent my whole lifetime
If this is what it takes for me to hold u down and make u mine

On a day spent like the first
Taking us right back to the birth of our love
Seems to me as if I will never get enough
Thinking about the way that we first kissed
It was a night like this
We stayed together every day ever since

The ooh, the ahh, the ooh
The sound of the birds and the bees bringing me to your knees
Is all I want to do yeah
Dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance
Makes me wanna dance

I just want to dance with u
I just want to roll with u
I just want to be the one that really gets to know u
I don't care and I don't mind
I will spend my whole lifetime
If this is what it takes for me to hold u down and make u mine

I just want to dance with u
I just want to roll with u
I just want to be the one that really gets to know u
I don't care and I don't mind
I will spend my whole lifetime
If this is what it takes for me to hold u down and make u mine

I just want to dance with u
I just want to roll with u
I just want to be the one that really gets to know u
I don't care and I don't mind
I will spend my whole lifetime
If this is what it takes for me to hold u down and make u mine

I just want to dance with u
I just want to roll with u
I just want to be the one that really gets to know u
I don't care and I don't mind
I will spend my whole lifetime
If this is what it takes for me to hold u down and make u mine

Dance,dance,dance
Dance,dance,dance
Makes me wanna dance

Dance,dance,dance
Dance,dance,dance
Makes me wanna dance

Dance,dance,dance
Dance,dance,dance
Makes me wanna dance
...

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Duffle Bag Boy - Lyrics - Playaz Circle

Title: Duffle Bag Boy
Artist: Playaz Circle
Composer(s): Tauheed Epps, Joshua Banks, Dwayne Carter, Earl Conyers

Lyric:
Yea, we gon' serve til I die, ok
New Playaz Circle
As a matter of fact it's gonna kill me
Bitch! Cuz u ain?t!
Haaaaa!
(Tell 'em shortie)
So git high!
(Tell 'em Weezy!)
Or get low! Yea!

If I don't do nuthin? I?mma ball
I'm countin? all day like the clock on the wall
Now go and get your money little duffle bag boy
Said go and get your money little duffle bag boy, get money

And I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?
Look honey I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?, get money

The beat so hot the flow is so ice cold
Walkin? to the Gucci store, honey I ain't home
I am on my shit, I need a Pamper on
Toilet paper on the side
For example homie, I get money
I know you niggas ain?t heard no shit like this and
While you wishin? on that fallin? star I'm in a foreign car
Smokin? out with the doors ajar

Suede sun roof hangin? out the big top
We leave the dealership head to the rim shop
You niggaz barely dressin?, I got thousands pilin?
That's that salad dressin? I'm on my thousand island
Whylin? stylin? I be I get so much money it's my I.D.
Don't try me, and if I don't do nuthin? I'ma fuckin? ball
And I ain?t bout to start runnin? naw nigga naw

If I don't do nuthin? I?mma ball
I'm countin? all day like the clock on the wall
Now go and get your money little duffle bag boy
Said go and get your money little duffle bag boy, get money

And I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?
Look honey I said I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?, get money

Ain?t nuthin? to a boss we ballin? when you see us
We hear them hataz callin? they too far off to see us
Unless they got they glasses on get your bifocal game
Class is now in session now try to stay focus mayne
Your boy ain?t good enough style ain?t hood enough
Would've could've should've won't do with us true enough

Need a hoe break a hoe never nuthin? new to us
Turnin? hoes to house wives never been cool with us
Soon enough all these dealers is gonna catch up
Till then fuck it I'm winnin? so I'ma stack up

Flows like a river the current is so rapid
Hit with the ratchet that's how shit happens
Next time you're yappin? make sure it be about big money talk
Let that lil' money walk, call me what you want but don't call me for fronts
Southside I got what you want, come holla at me

If I don't do nuthin? I?mma ball
I'm countin? all day like the clock on the wall
Said go and get your money little duffle bag boy
Now go and get your money little duffle bag boy

And I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?
Look honey I said I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?, get money

And if I don't do nuthin? I?mma ball
I'm countin? all day like the clock on the wall
Said go and get your money little duffle bag boy
Now go and get your money little duffle bag boy, get money

And I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?, get money
I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?, get money

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Duffle Bag Boy - Lyrics - Lil' Wayne

Title: Duffle Bag Boy
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Tauheed Epps, Joshua Banks, Dwayne Carter, Earl Conyers

Lyric:
Yea, we gon' serve til I die, ok
New Playaz Circle
As a matter of fact it's gonna kill me
Bitch! Cuz u ain?t!
Haaaaa!
(Tell 'em shortie)
So git high!
(Tell 'em Weezy!)
Or get low! Yea!

If I don't do nuthin? I?mma ball
I'm countin? all day like the clock on the wall
Now go and get your money little duffle bag boy
Said go and get your money little duffle bag boy, get money

And I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?
Look honey I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?, get money

The beat so hot the flow is so ice cold
Walkin? to the Gucci store, honey I ain't home
I am on my shit, I need a Pamper on
Toilet paper on the side
For example homie, I get money
I know you niggas ain?t heard no shit like this and
While you wishin? on that fallin? star I'm in a foreign car
Smokin? out with the doors ajar

Suede sun roof hangin? out the big top
We leave the dealership head to the rim shop
You niggaz barely dressin?, I got thousands pilin?
That's that salad dressin? I'm on my thousand island
Whylin? stylin? I be I get so much money it's my I.D.
Don't try me, and if I don't do nuthin? I'ma fuckin? ball
And I ain?t bout to start runnin? naw nigga naw

If I don't do nuthin? I?mma ball
I'm countin? all day like the clock on the wall
Now go and get your money little duffle bag boy
Said go and get your money little duffle bag boy, get money

And I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?
Look honey I said I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?, get money

Ain?t nuthin? to a boss we ballin? when you see us
We hear them hataz callin? they too far off to see us
Unless they got they glasses on get your bifocal game
Class is now in session now try to stay focus mayne
Your boy ain?t good enough style ain?t hood enough
Would've could've should've won't do with us true enough

Need a hoe break a hoe never nuthin? new to us
Turnin? hoes to house wives never been cool with us
Soon enough all these dealers is gonna catch up
Till then fuck it I'm winnin? so I'ma stack up

Flows like a river the current is so rapid
Hit with the ratchet that's how shit happens
Next time you're yappin? make sure it be about big money talk
Let that lil' money walk, call me what you want but don't call me for fronts
Southside I got what you want, come holla at me

If I don't do nuthin? I?mma ball
I'm countin? all day like the clock on the wall
Said go and get your money little duffle bag boy
Now go and get your money little duffle bag boy

And I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?
Look honey I said I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?, get money

And if I don't do nuthin? I?mma ball
I'm countin? all day like the clock on the wall
Said go and get your money little duffle bag boy
Now go and get your money little duffle bag boy, get money

And I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?, get money
I ain?t never ran from a nigga and I
Damn sho ain?t bout to pick today to start runnin?, get money

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I Wanna Touch U - Lyrics - Adrenalize - Def Leppard

Title: I Wanna Touch U
Album: Adrenalize
Artist: Def Leppard
Composer(s): Robert John Lange, Stephen Clark, Joseph Elliott, Richard John Allen, Philip Kenneth Collen

Lyric:
(I wanna touch you)
Till we're stuck like glue
(I wanna touch you)
Yeah

I get high on you
I'm on a fire over you
And I can't let you go
I can't let you go

I got love on the rise
(And I burn like your fire)
Got my eye on the prize
(Got love in my sights)
And I can't let you go
I can't let you go

Give me no reasons
Give me no rhymes
Give me that feelin'
All of the time

(I wanna touch you)
Till we're stuck like glue
(I wanna touch you)
Yeah, baby, that is true
(I wanna touch you)
Nobody else will do, girl
(I wanna touch you)
'Cause a little too much
Could never be enough now, yeah

Come on
I get wired on you
(And I thrill to your touch)
Yeah, I-I excite over you
(Can't stop this landslide of love)
No, no, I can't let you go
I can't let you go, oh

Give me no reasons
Give me no rhymes
Give me that feelin'
All of the time

(I wanna touch you)
Till we're stuck like glue
(I wanna touch you)
Yeah, baby, that is true
(I wanna touch you)
Nobody else will do, no
(I wanna touch you)
'Cause a little too much
Could never be enough
Never be enough now

Yeah

Give me no reasons
Give me no rhymes
Give me that feelin'
All of the time

(I wanna touch you)
Nobody else will do
(I wanna touch you)
I wanna touch you, yeah
(I wanna touch you)
Till we're stuck like glue
(I wanna touch you)
Yeah, baby, that is true

(I wanna touch you)
Nobody else but you girl
(I wanna touch you)
Oh, till we get it right
(I wanna touch you)
Yeah, make it last all night
(I wanna touch you)
Baby you excite
(I wanna touch you)
Touch 'cause a little too much
Could never be enough, now

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Put Em Up - Lyrics - Girl Can Mack - 3lw

Title: Put Em Up
Album: Girl Can Mack
Artist: 3lw
Composer(s): Makeba Riddick, Curtis Richardson, Anthony Shawn Criss, John Daniels

Lyric:
I saw this guy 6"3, talking on his celly
Looking at me, I like his vibe
His bedroom eyes, oh yeah
Across the room the way he moved
Looking all hot in them Timberland boots
I like the things, the things he do, oh yeah

You know it's not for dancing tonight if you want to take a chance
And the single ladies need some attention
I wanna see the fellas make a move
Throw it up, give it up, don't stop

(Put 'em up)
If you got money in the bank
In your own credit cards and a drop to see
(Let me see you put 'em up)
If you got a clip on your cash
When you go to the club and you get in for free
(Let me see you put 'em up, put 'em up for me)
If you like a lady with class and a dependable man
And you know how to treat
(Let me see you put 'em up)
Then maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
I'm talking Saturday

Hey sexy boy, come with me
Daddy, I got the things you need
What's you favorite food caremel cream
Then you need to take, take a piece of me
Give me all your information, technology, with communications
And I really like the way you function

And now it's time for dancing tonight if you want to take a chance
And my single ladies need some attention
I wanna see the fellas make a move
Throw it up, give it up, don't stop

(Put 'em up)
If you got money in the bank
In your own credit cards and a drop to see
(Let me see you put 'em up)
If you got a clip on your cash
When you go to the club and you get in for free
(Let me see you put 'em up, put 'em up for me)
If you like a lady with class and a dependable man
And you know how to treat
(Let me see you put 'em up)
Then maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
I'm talking Saturday

Feel me, throw yo hands up
And if you got me, it's time to party up
Every body hear me, you got that good stuff
And let's just get it crunk till you can't get enough, get enough

East Coast rockin' and West Coast stay rockin', rockin
3L dub shakin' it, all my thugs watchin'
'Cuz I'm missing ya put damn hands up, like I'm frisking ya
Compliments to the chef 'cuz ya looking scrumptious
Do you want it, bump it, wiggle it in the middle who the thuggin'
I hear a girl can mack the planet and it's
Naughty by double-I 3L dub damn it
What I see, I need, I like icons for life how you like this feelin' alright

Put you hands up, when I hit you better punch it right
That means if you ain't feel it you ain't touch it right
It's the game and the fame that makes the ladies want it
I could pull up in a hoopdey wit' a doughnut on it
I'm too street u too sweet to fight
It's never to many to need tonight
I stay thuggin' and keep the ladies lovin'
And the party ain't a party if you ain't 3L dubbin' it

(Put 'em up)
If you got money in the bank
In your own credit cards and a drop to see
(Let me see you put 'em up)
If you got a clip on your cash
When you go to the club and you get in for free
(Let me see you put 'em up, put 'em up for me)
If you like a lady with class and a dependable man
And you know how to treat
(Let me see you put 'em up)
Then maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
I'm talking Saturday

(Put 'em up)
If you got money in the bank
In your own credit cards and a drop to see
(Let me see you put 'em up)
If you got a clip on your cash
When you go to the club and you get in for free
(Let me see you put 'em up, put 'em up for me)
If you like a lady with class and a dependable man
And you know how to treat
(Let me see you put 'em up)
Then maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
I'm talking Saturday

(Put 'em up)
If you got money in the bank
In your own credit cards and a drop to see
(Let me see you put 'em up)
If you got a clip on your cash
When you go to the club and you get in for free
(Let me see you put 'em up, put 'em up for me)
If you like a lady with class and a dependable man
And you know how to treat
(Let me see you put 'em up)
Then maybe we can go away ride in my escalade
I'm talking Saturday

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Finer Things - Lyrics - Pleasures U Like - Jon B.

Title: Finer Things
Album: Pleasures U Like
Artist: Jon B.
Composer(s): Nasir Jones, Jonathan Buck

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Lyric:
2000 Jon B y'all, N.A.S. y'all
To the def y'all, come on, get it right
Look at them brown nosein' my click pullin' up with purple roses
Purple diamonds pinky rings purple Dozia
Heaven had to mold her, look at the earth she bangin'

Gucci purse wondering what ghetto that she came from
She gangsta from her head to her feet
By birth I'm her soldier bet the pearl tongues sweet
And I felt the world wind when we met
She felt like something I'd never forget

Something you had to witness
Perfect physical fitness alerted all my 5 senses
I said my name is Nas, love and who's the girl next to ya
This my man, Boogotti, I'd like to introduce ya

Well for once in our lives
Something we feel just might be real if we try
If we try, babe
I know I'm giving you love
But is it really enough for you to be satisfied

You always know that you're beautiful
Do you see the beauty that I see inside, inside you
So much that I want to do
Traveled the world to find the girl for sure was you
Can I prove it to ya?

What if I show you the finer things
La dee dah
The finer things in life
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Mama just you and I
(You and I)
Hit you with some love tonight
(Hit you with some love tonight)
Hit you with some love tonight

What if for once in your life
Everything you want to feel is real in my mind
Gotcha on my mind
Like makin' love to ya right
Your body is telling me everything I need to
I want to do it tonight
(All night)

Baby, please say that you can stay a long time
Please say that you can spend the night with me
What's up with the house on the beach
You're gonna sip a little apple martini
I want you to just lay back and let me free
Your insecurities

If I was you man, your knowledge would expand
Till we both were equal
Chillin' on islands where the sand and the ocean is deep blue
They're three things that I got on my list
You qualify, you my Miss, I count 'em down like this

Number one you got to be real
Don't lie to me 'bout monogamy
See hone get out of my grill
Love me if I'm locked up or out on appeal
Keep it tight when I'm in it ask me how does it feel

Number two easy to do be who you are
Be with me a real "G" with every beat of your heart
And number three last but not least give me peace
And I show you the world most girls ain't lucky to see
Jon B

What if I show you the finer things
La dee dah
The finer things in life
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Mama just you and I
(You and I)
Hit you with some love tonight
(Hit you with some love tonight)
Hit you with some love tonight

What if I show you the finer things
La dee dah
The finer things in life
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Mama just you and I
(You and I)
Hit you with some love tonight
(Hit you with some love tonight)
Hit you with some love tonight

Mama just you and I
(You and I)
Hit you with some love tonight
(Hit you with some love tonight)
Hit you with some love tonight

What if I show you the finer things
La dee dah
The finer things in life
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Mama just you and I
(You and I)
Hit you with some love tonight
(Hit you with some love tonight)
Hit you with some love tonight

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