Trouble Ain'T - Lyrics - Incredible - Mary Mary

Title: Trouble Ain'T
Album: Incredible
Artist: Mary Mary
Composer(s): Warryn Campbell, Erica Atkins-Campbell, John Smith, Trecina Atkins-Campbell

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Lyric:
Can't promise you no pain, no tears, oh no
Can't say you'll never be lonely again, my friend
But you see, there's a remedy
There's someone who's got everything you need
And if you hear what I'm saying, I'm sure you'll agree that

Trouble ain't gon' be here everyday
Even though sometimes it seems like it won't go away, no
After you've done all that
You know how just to keep from breaking down
Just believe it's gonna get much better after awhile

Sometimes I sit back and I think about where I've been
And where I am right now
See, I wasn't quite sure you could hear me calling
But you were there to catch me when I was falling, so

Trouble ain't gon' be here everyday
Even though sometimes it seems like it won't go away
After you've done all that
You know how just to keep from breaking down
Just believe it's gonna get much better after awhile

Trouble ain't gon' be here everyday
Even though sometimes it seems like it won't go away
After you've done all that
You know how just to keep from breaking down
Just believe it's gonna get much better after awhile

Oh, sometimes we may just wanna cry
Then you tell me it's gonna be alright
'Cause you can't go through life living problem free
But you got to keep the faith
And you got to believe

So the next time you're feeling a little frustration
And you're going through a bad situation
Remind yourself that it won't last for long
Soon it will be over and you'll be moving on

Trouble ain't gon' be here everyday
Even though sometimes it seems like it won't go away
After you've done all that
You know how just to keep from breaking down
Just believe it's gonna get much better after awhile

Trouble ain't gon' be here everyday
Even though sometimes it seems like it won't go away
After you've done all that
You know how just to keep from breaking down
Just believe it's gonna get much better after awhile

Trouble ain't gon' be here everyday
Even though sometimes it seems like it won't go away
After you've done all that
You know how just to keep from breaking down
Just believe it's gonna get much better after awhile

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Help Is Coming - Lyrics - T.I. vs. T.I.P - T.I.

Title: Help Is Coming
Album: T.I. vs. T.I.P
Artist: T.I.
Composer(s): Clifford Joseph Harris, Barry White, Justin Smith

Lyric:
Help on the way, help on the way
They say the game in trouble
Help on the way, help on the way

Help on the way, help on the way
They say the game in trouble
Help on the way, help on the way

I got the game on lock, standin' on top
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

They say the game fucked up and the records ain't sellin'
It was bad in 06', gettin' worse in 07'
Market over saturated with all the bootleggin'
When it seems better, shawty, ain't no tellin'

Well, call Lyor, give him this message
Then hit [Incomprehensible] tell him, tell Kevin
Craig, Julie Greenwald, all of them present
The fifty mil' you gave me was a sound investment

This time around we gon' sell five
No less than four on a slow day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner I'm the one you should be with
Hit J, tell them niggas to bet against

Grand Hustle, homie, I'ma make you respect this
They say the market share down so I ain't affected
Tell the label, relax, ain't no need to stress, shit
Just cut the check and I'll handle the rest, shit

They say the game in trouble, help on the way
Don't worry 'bout nothin', help on the way
They say the game in trouble, help on the way
I got this shit, help on the way

They say the game in trouble, help on the way
Don't worry 'bout nothin', help on the way
They say the game in trouble, help on the way
I got this shit, help on the way

I got the game on lock, standin' on top
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
I got the game on lock, it ain't gon' stop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

I got the game on lock, standin' on top
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
I got the game on lock, it ain't gon' stop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

You hear my name so hot, I got the game on lock
You, niggas, keep floppin' but I remain on top
Still the same old me with the same old glock
From the first CD with the Kangol top

I was hollerin', dopeboy, when I first came out
It seems like everyone in the dope game now
Man, I told these niggas that it ain't gon stop
All the hatin' gon' stop or this thang gon' blah

Most of these niggas ain't slang, no blocks
Got a lil' somethin' but it ain't so hot
Try to sell a record when my shit drop
Get the cover of the magazine when my shit out

Nope, I think not, just think why
Nigga, if you ever eye with a nigga this fly
Now watch your mouth, you ain't that high
King of the south, you ain't that guy

They say the game in trouble, help on the way
Don't worry 'bout nothin', help on the way
They say the game in trouble, help on the way
I got this shit, help on the way

They say the game in trouble, help on the way
Don't worry 'bout nothin', help on the way
They say the game in trouble, help on the way
I got this shit, help on the way

I got the game on lock, standin' on top
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
I got the game on lock, it ain't gon' stop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

I got the game on lock, standin' on top
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
I got the game on lock, it ain't gon' stop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

To the fans and the critics, think hip hop is missing
This is a little proof that hip hop livin'
You can hear a hip hop top now, just listen
Now see a hip hop walk out with six bitches

In the ATL see hip hop chillin'
In a multi million dollar crib hip hop building
You know how many cars hip hops driven?
Nigga, I'm everything hip hop's missing

Nigga, you is everything hip hop isn't
My heart and my soul where hip hop live at
To anyone who's ever said hip hop's finished
It can't be dead while I'm still livin' in it
I'm livin' and well, might I add at that

They say the game in trouble, help on the way
Don't worry 'bout nothin', help on the way
They say the game in trouble, help on the way
I got this shit, help on the way

They say the game in trouble, help on the way
Don't worry 'bout nothin', help on the way
They say the game in trouble, help on the way
I got this shit, help on the way

I got the game on lock, standin' on top
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
I got the game on lock, it ain't gon' stop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

I got the game on lock, standin' on top
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop
I got the game on lock, it ain't gon' stop
Say hello to the man who could save hip hop

Yeah, man, record sale, forget about it
I do this shit in my sleep, man
They say bootleggin' is up
[Incomprehensible] up? I don't know

Everyday at my job I get better and better, man
You know what I'm sayin', check my resume
This is no motherfuckin' exception
If history serves us directly

Fuck the climate, nigga, I turn the heat up when I want to
Legend tells it, yeah, okay, okay
Aye, just gather 'round and I'll write it down, people
We did it again, baby, this ass gon' to play out down to the wire, baby

This gon' be a photo finish, Jay-Z is gonna love me, man
If you don't like it, man
You better try to get some [Incomprehensible], man
And try to clean yourself right about now

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Ain'T No Trouble To Me - Lyrics - Guy Clark

Title: Ain'T No Trouble To Me
Artist: Guy Clark
Composer(s): Jon Randall Stewart, Guy Clark

Lyric:
Baby don't let 'em blow smoke up your dress
Don't let 'em break your heart
Don't start thinkin' that life's a mess
You've done just fine so far

When the ways of the world start getting you down
And you're all out of repartee
If your smile turns to a frown
It ain't no trouble to me

Trouble be gone, trouble be damned
Love be trouble free
Come on home any old time
It ain't no trouble to me, ain't no trouble to me

I got a shoulder with your name on it
If a tear come to your eye
I got ears to hear anything you fear
And a tongue will not lie

Yeah, I'm gonna love you till the day I die
That's a guarantee
Tomorrow be another day
It ain't no trouble to me

Trouble be gone, trouble be damned
Love be trouble free
Come on home any old time
It ain't no trouble to me, ain't no trouble to me

I said, ?Trouble be gone, trouble be damned
Love be trouble free
Come on home any old time
It ain't no trouble to me, ain't no trouble to me?

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Southside - Lyrics - Game

Title: Southside
Artist: Game
Composer(s): Darryl Richardson Ii, A Torres, Jayceon Taylor

Lyric:
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin', aye)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, crank it)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, ain't nothin', ain't nothin', aye)

I'll leave your ass crippled like some frosted flakes
What you call it sneakin' up tha man Jake the snake
Every nigga on the street got something to say
Until they get sprayed in the face with a gay like Mase

I don't hate the fagged let's get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by a preacher so my mom pushed weight
Now I hooked up wit' game real nigga with flame
He show me Cali love and I ain't in no game

Every nigga that role wit' me betta keep it Gd
I'll put the vertebrate push a DDT
Lets get the sip pi y'all niggas ain't even gifted
Bust a shot at your chin your top getting lifted

G's up get your G's up, scrappy with your weed up
I fuck with G-Unit so y'all sake get they ass lumped
Your homeboy really going through something
I can't change I fuck hoes that would make
May look lame

Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin', aye)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, crank it)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, ain't nothin', ain't nothin', aye)

The realest of niggas, I role wit' them killas
(Yeah)
The world gotta feel us my clique is gorilla
You niggas in trouble I'm in the track with B-M-E cliquing
You ain't gotta know I'm signed to Dre to know that he sick

P-89 thats what I handle my beef with put them hollow tips
Under your arms like speed stick ride through your hood
In a blue Impala like we crisp
Roll down the tints, G-Unit

I'm a head busta, Lil Scrappy when the lead touch ya
And they ain't no coming back when you dead fucker
Sleep in your earn and get eaten by worms
Trying to fight a fire with bottled water heat and get burned

They tampered my phones like D R E and the firm
'Cuz I'm buzzing like WuTang and it ain't even my turn
So who it may concern you'll get your whole mouth wide
Fuckin' with them gang bangers in the South side

Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin', aye)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, crank it)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, ain't nothin', ain't nothin', aye)

Hey hold the muthafucker up mi nigga
(Hold up)
This your boy little scrappy shorty A-town
(BME, A-town)
Mi nigga game
(Compton)

You know, it's west side in this bitch
(G, G, G, G)
They want to get that ass hit
(G, G, G, G, G, G Unit)
They wanna get that ass hit
Aye, aye, aye,
(G, G, G, G)

Who you lookin' at?
Na not me nigga
Who you lookin' at?
Na not me nigga
Who you lookin' at?
Na not me nigga
I'm for real
Na not me nigga

Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin', aye)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, aye, aye, crank it)
Y'all don't want it with the south side
(Aye, aye, ain't nothin', ain't nothin', aye)

South side
South side

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Southside - Lyrics - Lil Scrappy

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Trouble You Can'T Fool Me - Lyrics - Ry Cooder

Title: Trouble You Can'T Fool Me
Artist: Ry Cooder
Composer(s): A Varnell, F Knight

Lyric:
Trouble, you can't fool me, I see you behind that tree
Trouble, you can't fool me, trying to get the ups on me
Trouble, you can't fool me, I see you behind that tree
You want to jump on me

Work hard for living, wanted just to get paid
But, sure be stealing for a year and a day
Like to see a little sunshine, just to guide my way
Like to have a little peace of mind
That's why I wanna say you better look out

Trouble, you can't fool me, I see you behind that tree
Look out, trouble, you can't fool me, trying to get the ups on me
Trouble, you can't fool me, I see you behind that tree
You want to jump on me

Trouble, taught me a lesson I never never will forget
Now, he took my love, she ain't paid it back yet
I had to find another just to take her place
And I sure do love her, I said we're doing okay

So look out
Trouble, you can't fool me, I see you behind that tree
Look out, trouble, you can't fool me, trying to get the ups on me
Trouble, you can't fool me, I see you behind that tree
You want to jump on me

Well, you know, everyday can't be Sunday, that's right
It's a funny thing, it seem just before daylight
Is your darkest hour, that's right
And you know one thing, what's that?
Behind every silver lining there isn't a dark cloud

And you just ain't got time to go 'round subtracting
And adding 'cause you'll just be too late
You know one thing? What's that ?
Every time you get around a tree
You better stop and grab a brick, why?
Old man trouble, laying and waiting on you

That's what I wanna say
Trouble, you can't fool me, I see you behind that tree
Look out, trouble, you can't fool me, trying to get the ups on me
Look out, trouble, you can't fool me, I see you behind that tree
You want to jump on me

Trouble, you can't fool me, I see you behind that tree
Look out, trouble you can't fool me, trying to get the ups on me
Look out, trouble you can't fool me, I see you behind that tree
You want to jump on me

Trouble, you can't fool me
Trouble, you can't fool me
Trouble, you can't fool me

Trouble took my money, Cadillac's gone
Best suit of clothes, all raised up in the closet, oh Lord
But I'm so glad, trouble don't last, always
You can't fool me

Trouble, you can't fool me
Trouble, you can't fool me

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I Aint Mad At Cha - Lyrics - All Eyez On Me - 2pac

Title: I Aint Mad At Cha
Album: All Eyez On Me
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Delmar Daz Arnaud, Danny Steward, Tupac Shakur, Etterlaine Jordan

Lyric:
Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of ya'll niggaz to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha
Got nuttin' but love for ya, do your thing boy

Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for ya'll, knahmean?
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there, kickin' up dust
Givin' a motherfucker,
Yeah, niggaz 'cause I ain't mad at cha

Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still roll
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn
On the block, witcha glock, trippin' off sherm
Collect calls to the till, sayin' how ya changed
Oh, you a Muslim now, no more dope game

Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail
Wanna go to the mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinnin' is the game plan

When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin' large you tell me it's trouble
Congratulation on the weddin', I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshitin'

I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
On the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on

Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme and you ain't even with it
Knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

And I can't even trip, ?cause I'm just laughin' at cha
You tryin hard to maintain, then go head
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha

I ain't, mad, at cha
(I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin' that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared

Besides bumpin' n grindin' wasn't nothin' on our mind
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow

And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state
I kiss my mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived

Don't shed a tear, 'cause mama I ain't happy here
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs
In my cell, thinkin', "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"

As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at cha
'Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha

I ain't, mad, at cha
(I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha
(A true down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha)

Well, guess who's movin' up, this nigga's ballin' now
Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down
He went from nuttin' to lots, ten carats to rock
Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block

He's Mister local celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days

So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin' so high off that bomb hopin' we make it, to the better days
'Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the niggaz in my younger days

So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a glock beside my head, when will it stop?
'Til God return me to my essence
'Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a convalescent

So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin' at cha
You niggaz just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha

I ain't, mad at cha
(And I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha
(Hell nah, I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha
(And I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha
(I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha, no
I ain't mad at cha

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Z - Nigga Please - Lyrics - The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse - Jay

Title: Z - Nigga Please
Album: The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Chris Ries, Pharrell Williams, Shawn Carter

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Lyric:
What, uh, c'mon, uh
Keep the change my nigga, it's too late for that
Keep the change my nigga, it's too late for that
Keep the change my nigga, it's too late for that

My nigga, please, you ain't signin' no checks like these
My nigga, please, you ain't pushin' no wheels like these
My nigga, please, you ain't holdin' no tecks like these
My nigga, please, you don't pop open vests like these

Nigga please, you ain't start out from your trunk
Then reach the roof, just to put your roof in your trunk
Nigga please, chumps don't tour like us
You on the road a million hours, I fly over your bus

Nigga please, you ain't got your neck all froze
With the same logo that you got sketched on your clothes
Nigga please, you don't be gettin' no hoes
With La Perla on they cheeks, can't be messin' with cheap chicks

Nigga please, you seldom seen with chicks in Seven Jeans
Manolo Blahnik I'm goin' through they body like an ultrasonic
You ain't got 'em blowin' no chronic
Divine intervention, you can't prevent me from shinin'

Nigga please, I been around the world
I damn near beat Jordan in around the world
Nigga please, you can't even hold my shoes
I got wannabes who wannabe me that sound, nigga better than you

My nigga, please, you ain't signin' no checks like these
My nigga, please, you ain't pushin' no wheels like these
My nigga, please, you ain't holdin' no tecks like these
My nigga, please, you don't pop open vests like these

Uh, pimp strollin' on 'em
Black diamonds, rose goldin' on 'em, paper foldin' on 'em
Snuck pass the dog noses with the Foldger's on 'em
Keys, Saran Wrap with petroleum on 'em

Snitch got pinched but he toned it on 'em
Lawyers got it adjourned, try squirm somethin' on 'em
There's no witnesses, it's no holdin' on 'em
Just George Jefferson strollin' on 'em

Nigga please, this is me, this is real as it be
My videos is like real TV
That chick, that's me, that six, that's me
That boat, I had it on the Mediterranean sea

My nigga, please, you ain't signin' no checks like these
My nigga, please, you ain't pushin' no wheels like these
My nigga, please, you ain't holdin' no tecks like these
My nigga, please, you don't pop open vests like these

Nigga please, y'all ain't seein' no checks like these, no
Y'all don't run up in record labels demandin' respect like we
Y'all don't rock your Roc-A-Wear Nike checks like we
Y'all coach class, y'all never private jet like we

My nigga please, y'all don't smoke the sour diesel like us
You don't go to Pop and get ya flour cheaper than us
Knock it off in three hours and repeat it like us
And repeat it we must, y'all don't reup like us

Ay, y'all ain't bein' like us, 'cuz y'all don't see it like us
The move the D's when they rush
My nigga please, they must be on E's and dust
Then niggas f'in with pills, y'all don't get G's like us

My nigga please, y'all young'ns ain't got O.G.s like me
B. Sig, Young Hov', Dame Dash, Kareem
Nigga please, somebody must've gassed your team
Think a nigga outrun or outlast Gang Green

My nigga, please, you ain't signin' no checks like these
My nigga, please, you ain't pushin' no wheels like these
My nigga, please, you ain't holdin' no tecks like these
My nigga, please, you don't pop open vests like these

Amazin' man, got your aerosol
I made my money, but don't trouble the law
I keep the womens around, I drive the womens crazy
Ya wanna know the time, better have me shades

My nigga, please, you ain't signin' no checks like these
My nigga, please, you ain't pushin' no wheels like these
My nigga, please, you ain't holdin' no tecks like these
My nigga, please, you don't pop open vests like these

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Bouncin' Back (Bumping Me Against The Wall)(Another Version) - Lyrics - Mystikal

Title: Bouncin' Back (Bumping Me Against The Wall)(Another Version)
Artist: Mystikal
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Michael Tyler, Pharell Williams

Lyric:
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

I really be throwin' my words standin' 'em up, and jammin' on the one
That ain't nobody but Neptunes bammin' on the drum
Swift flip kicks landin' from the tongue
More dramatic than Batman and Robin, ba, na, na, na, na, na

The one that be handlin' they business, be sharper than a thumb tack
The one that be droppin' these albums, showin' 'em how to come back
And you gon' respect me and appreciate where I run at
You ain't gone piss me off, 'cuz you sorry that you done that

I gets meaner, badder, stronger and ferocious
You don't even much wanna see the rest
Coming back mo' fearless, mo' determined to fold the set
I ain't even started yet

So if you ain't ready you better get ready
I know I do it better when I'm bein' opposed
Ah, stick ya chest out, keep your chin up
'Cuz sometimes you gotta get knocked down to get up

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

No matter what happened that's only once it's shame on you
You come up and here and do it again then it's shame on me
Sometimes we be gettin' in trouble we didn't want learn or
Sometimes we be gettin' in trouble we ain't gon' see

I accept my wages like the way that I feel
I grow, I take 'em in stride and but 'em under my belt
I learned from you just like you learned from me
I plead, I pray for peace and perfect harmony

Somebody said, "Fool you better keep on rappin'
Stop that trippin', 'cuz it ain't gon' happen'"
I told them "Look, you better mind yo business
Change yo' way of thinkin' and keep on livin'"

Done started some trouble and you ain't been out since
'Cuz you stuck inside scared watchin' CNN
Just take the precaution so yo life will be better
Tell my friends to call me I ain't acceptin' no letters

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You heard about, yeah, you had to
I know you changed ya mind
You ain't the only one with bad news
I know that they made you feel strange
You was right in the middle complainin'
And forgot what you was cryin' 'bout

It could be your time and it might be
You can't do nothin' about it
It's God's will, that's just how life be
One day it hit 'cha then it's gone
And I'm serious and you ain't never
Even gone feel it until it hit home

That's when the pain run sharper and deeper
You ain't eatin' that's when the days feel slow and long
I know you miss 'em so it's time to uplift 'em
Try to pick the pieces up and find a way to drive on

I tell you the truth so don't lie to me
Get back Satan don't bother me
And that's the way that it's gotta be
As real as ever, so I hope you proud of me

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You ain't seen bouncin' back

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Bouncin Back - Lyrics - Tarantula - Mystikal

Title: Bouncin Back
Album: Tarantula
Artist: Mystikal
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Michael Tyler, Pharell Williams

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Lyric:
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

I really be throwin' my words standin' 'em up, and jammin' on the one
That ain't nobody but Neptunes bammin' on the drum
Swift flip kicks landin' from the tongue
More dramatic than Batman and Robin, ba, na, na, na, na, na

The one that be handlin' they business, be sharper than a thumb tack
The one that be droppin' these albums, showin' 'em how to come back
And you gon' respect me and appreciate where I run at
You ain't gone piss me off, 'cuz you sorry that you done that

I gets meaner, badder, stronger and ferocious
You don't even much wanna see the rest
Coming back mo' fearless, mo' determined to fold the set
I ain't even started yet

So if you ain't ready you better get ready
I know I do it better when I'm bein' opposed
Ah, stick ya chest out, keep your chin up
'Cuz sometimes you gotta get knocked down to get up

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

No matter what happened that's only once it's shame on you
You come up and here and do it again then it's shame on me
Sometimes we be gettin' in trouble we didn't want learn or
Sometimes we be gettin' in trouble we ain't gon' see

I accept my wages like the way that I feel
I grow, I take 'em in stride and but 'em under my belt
I learned from you just like you learned from me
I plead, I pray for peace and perfect harmony

Somebody said, "Fool you better keep on rappin'
Stop that trippin', 'cuz it ain't gon' happen'"
I told them "Look, you better mind yo business
Change yo' way of thinkin' and keep on livin'"

Done started some trouble and you ain't been out since
'Cuz you stuck inside scared watchin' CNN
Just take the precaution so yo life will be better
Tell my friends to call me I ain't acceptin' no letters

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You heard about, yeah, you had to
I know you changed ya mind
You ain't the only one with bad news
I know that they made you feel strange
You was right in the middle complainin'
And forgot what you was cryin' 'bout

It could be your time and it might be
You can't do nothin' about it
It's God's will, that's just how life be
One day it hit 'cha then it's gone
And I'm serious and you ain't never
Even gone feel it until it hit home

That's when the pain run sharper and deeper
You ain't eatin' that's when the days feel slow and long
I know you miss 'em so it's time to uplift 'em
Try to pick the pieces up and find a way to drive on

I tell you the truth so don't lie to me
Get back Satan don't bother me
And that's the way that it's gotta be
As real as ever, so I hope you proud of me

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
Yeah, I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me trust
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You ain't seen bouncin' back

You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You keep bumpin' me against the wall
You ain't seen bouncin' back

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Z - Money Ain'T A Thing - Lyrics - Jay

Title: Z - Money Ain'T A Thing
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Steven R Arrington, Charles C Carter, Shawn C Carter, Waung Hankerson, Roger Parker, Jermaine Dupri

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Lyric:
Uh, uh, so so Def
Yeah, yeah

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, 'Money ain't a thang'
Bubble hard in the double R, flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam, gleam
And to hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

Y'all wanna floss wit us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up, see the money ain't a thang

I flex the Rol', sign a check for yo' hoe
Jigga's style is love, X and O
Save all your accolades, just the dough
My game is wide, all lames aside

Tryin' to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet
Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye
Twin platinum gun, son, aim for the sky
Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it

Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young
See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
Mine's is one, zero, zero, zero, oh doub'
Damn, near out the rear trunk when I roll up

Multi 'til I close up, it's all basic
I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas
Me and J.D. got it locked crazy, where you at haters?

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, 'Money ain't a thang'
Bubble hard in the double R flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam, gleam
And to hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

Y'all wanna floss wit us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up, see the money ain't a thang

My cake thick, I live the life
Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
I make the big moves, do the big things
Take small groups, turn them into big names

The big dog with the big chain, frostbit bracelet to match
Cats say, I'm the shit man
The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew
Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do

Get more burn than a candle
Too hot to hold, too much to handle
In the black C-low, he know if she look
She go bye, bye with da, da and I ain't gotta say no mo'

I'm 'The Truth' like A.I., got the proof and stay fly
In the safest shit you could never buy
Know why? 'Cause I write the songs that the whole world sing
I don't know about y'all but every night I swing

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, 'Money ain't a thang'
Bubble hard in the double R flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam, gleam
And to hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

Y'all wanna floss wit us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up, see the money ain't a thang

Y'all shit ain't for real 'til y'all ship a mil'
And ya hit a R and B chick and she fit the bill
Said, she loved my necklace, started relaxin'
Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction

Went from wholesome to Jigga, you awesome
Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light gray
Platinum, spend your whole life in the day
What's down is a bet, roll the dice

So what you went gold and rock a Roley with the ice bezel
It's gon' take a lot mo' to see my level
Where I'm at your check, you better double that
And personally your raps is where the trouble at

I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
In the platinum frame screamin' it's not a game
Gleamin', from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, 'Money ain't a thang'
Bubble hard in the double R flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
And to hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

Y'all wanna floss wit us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up, see the money ain't a thang

So so Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo'
You know, all we do is
Rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on

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Z - Money Ain'T A Thang - Lyrics - Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life - Jay

Title: Z - Money Ain'T A Thang
Album: Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Steven R Arrington, Charles C Carter, Shawn C Carter, Waung Hankerson, Roger Parker, Jermaine Dupri

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Lyric:
Uh uh
So so def
Yeah, yeah

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out
Money ain't a thang

Bubble hard in the double are flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back
Money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam clean
And to hell with the price
'Cause the money ain't a thang

Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips
Money ain't a thang

Come on, y'all wanna floss wit us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

I flex the rol', sign a check for yo' hoe
Jigga's style is love, X and O
Save all your accolades, just the dough
My game is wide, all lames aside

Tryin' to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet
Foolish, ain't I the chain'll strain ya eye
Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky
Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it

Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young
See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub'
Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up

Multi till I close up, it's all basic
I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas
Me and Jay-Z got it locked crazy
Where you at haters?

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out
Money ain't a thang

Bubble hard in the double r flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back
Money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam clean
And to hell with the price
'Cause the money ain't a thang

Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips
Money ain't a thang

Y'all wanna floss wit us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
It's slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

My cake thick, I live the life
Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
I make the big moves, do the big things
Take small groups, turn them into big names

The big dog with the big chain, frost bit bracelet to match
Cats say I'm the shit man
The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew
Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do

Get more burnt than a candle
Too hot to hold, too much to handle
In the black C-low, he know if she look
She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no more

I'm the truth like air, got the proof and stay fly
In the safest shit you could never buy
Know why 'cause I write the songs that the whole world sing
I don't know bout y'all but every night I swing

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out
Money ain't a thang

Bubble hard in the double are flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back
Money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam clean
And to hell with the price
'Cause the money ain't a thang

Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips
Money ain't a thang

Y'all wanna floss wit us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

Y'all shit ain't for real till y'all ship a mil'
And ya hit a R&B chick and she fit the bill
Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin'
Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction

Went from wholesome to jigga, you owed some
Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey
Platinum, spend your whole life in the day
What's down is a bet, roll the dice

Yeah, yeah, so let's play
So what, you went gold and Rock a Roley with the ice bezel
It's gonna take a lot more to see my level
Where I'm at, your check, you better double that

And personally your raps is where the trouble at
I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
In the platinum frame screaming it's not a game
Gleaming, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even me and Jay-z got it locked, crazy

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out
Money ain't a thang

Bubble hard in the double r flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back
Money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam clean
And to hell with the price
'Cause the money ain't a thang

Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips
Money ain't a thang

Y'all wanna floss wit us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

So, so def, roc-a-fella, collabo'
You know, all we do is rock, rock on
Rock, rock on, rock, rock on

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Girls It Ain'T Easy - Lyrics - Dusty Springfield

Title: Girls It Ain'T Easy
Artist: Dusty Springfield
Composer(s): Dunbar Wayn

Lyric:
Yeah, it ain't easy, girls, it ain't easy
To keep the man you love satisfied
It ain't easy, girls, it ain't easy
To keep the one you love by your side

A woman's work is never done
Never stops, it goes on and on
You work your fingers to the bone
You gotta be home every time he phones

Sometimes the going gets a little tough
Seems like my best ain't good enough
Keeps you losing sleep
Seven days a week, yeah

It ain't easy, girls it ain't easy
To keep the man you love satisfied
It ain't easy, girls it ain't easy
To keep the one you love by your side

To keep him happy
You must sacrifice
Be ready and willing
To spend lonely nights

Do what you can
Though he seems ungrateful
Love him so true
Even though he seems unfaithful

But when his hope is gone
And life gets him down
That's when he'll say
He needs you around

Hard to live with him
Hard to live without him
It ain't easy, no

Oh, yeah, it ain't easy, girls, it ain't easy
It ain't easy, girls it ain't easy

You got to favor him with understanding
When understanding is what he needs
We try hard to give them respect
All that we get is their regret

But when they're in trouble
They need our love and care
No matter when we gotta be right there
In between the crying, gotta keep trying

It ain't easy, girls, it ain't easy
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It ain't easy, girls, it ain't easy
It ain't easy, girls it ain't easy
It ain't easy, girls it ain't easy

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Money Aint A Thang - Lyrics - Jermaine Dupri

Title: Money Aint A Thang
Artist: Jermaine Dupri
Composer(s): Steven R Arrington, Charles C Carter, Shawn C Carter, Waung Hankerson, Roger Parker, Jermaine Dupri

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Lyric:
Uh uh
So So Def
Yeah, yeah

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, money ain't a thang
Bubble hard in the double R, flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

Come on, y'all wanna floss wit' us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

I flex the Rol', sign a check for yo' hoe
Jigga's style is love, X and O
Save all your accolades, just the dough
My game is wide, all lames aside

Tryin' to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet
Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye
Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky
Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it

Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young
See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub'
Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up

Multi 'til I close up, it's all basic
I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas
Me and J.D. got it locked crazy, where you at haters?

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, money ain't a thang
Bubble hard in the double R, flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

Y'all wanna floss wit' us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

My cake thick, I live the life
Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
I make the big moves, do the big things
Take small groups, turn them into big names

The big dog with the big chain, frostbit bracelet to match
Cats say, "I'm the shit man"
The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew
Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do

Get more burn than a candle
Too hot to hold, too much to handle
In the black C-low, he know if she look
She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no mo'

I'm "The Truth" like A.I., got the proof and stay fly
In the safest shit you could never buy
Know why? 'Cause I write the songs that the whole world sing
I don't know about y'all but every night I swing

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, money ain't a thang
Bubble hard in the double R, flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

Y'all wanna floss wit' us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

Ya'll shit ain't for real til y'all ship a mil'
And ya hit a R and B chick and she fit the bill
Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin'
Now that's what the fuck, I call a chain reaction

Went from wholesome to Jigga, you awesome
Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey
Platinum, spend your whole life in the day
What's down is a bet, roll the dice

Yeah, yeah, so let's play

So what you went gold and rock a Roley with the ice bezel
It's gon' take a lot mo' to see my level
Where I'm at, your check, you better double that
And personally your raps is where the trouble at

I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
In the platinum frame screamin', it's not a game
Gleamin', from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even, me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy

In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, money ain't a thang
Bubble hard in the double R, flashin' the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

Y'all wanna floss wit' us
'Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo'
You know, all we do is
Rock, rock on
Rock, rock on
Rock

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Ain'T Done Nothin' Wrong - Lyrics - Andy Griggs

Title: Ain'T Done Nothin' Wrong
Artist: Andy Griggs
Composer(s): Andy Griggs, Tim Johnson

Lyric:
Ain't no crime sittin' at the bar, sippin' on a cold draft beer
Or makin' small talk to a blue eyed girl
When she asks, "What brought you here?"
You're just tryin' to unwind on a Friday night

You see that big ol' diamond ring shinin' on her left hand
And you don't bother to ask her why she ain't with her man
You ain't done nothin' wrong
But you ain't done nothin' right

'Cause the right thing to do is turn yourself around
And point those headlights home
'Cause you know it's wrong to carry on
With a woman that ain't your own
Right now you're steppin' on a razor thin line
That ain't quite black or white
You ain't done nothin' wrong
But you ain't done nothin' right

Tosses back her hair and looks in your eyes
And says, "I like your smile"
If danger were a windin' road
Then son you just walked a mile

Then trouble appears and he's got you in his sights
And he grabs temptation by the arm
And says, "Girl, it's time to go"



You can feel the heat from the fire in his eyes
'Cause just like him you know
You ain't done nothin' wrong
But you ain't done nothin' right

'Cause the right thing to do, is turn yourself around
And point those headlights home
'Cause you know it's wrong to carry on
With a woman that ain't your own
Right now you're steppin' on a razor thin line
That ain't quite black or white
You ain't done nothin' wrong
But you ain't done nothin' right

Yeah, right now you're steppin' on a razor thin line
That ain't quite black or white
You ain't done nothin' wrong
But you ain't done nothin' right
You ain't done nothin' wrong
But you ain't done nothin' right
Ain't done nothin' wrong

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Ain'T No Mountain High Enough - Lyrics - Marvin Gaye

Title: Ain'T No Mountain High Enough
Artist: Marvin Gaye
Composer(s): Nikolas Ashford, Valerie Simpson

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Lyric:
Listen, baby, ain't no mountain high
Ain't no valley low, ain't no river wide enough, baby
If you need me, call me, no matter where you are
No matter how far, don't worry, baby
Just call my name, I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry

'Cause baby, there ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you, baby

Remember the day I set you free
I told you, you could always count on me, girl
And from that day on I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me some way, some how

'Cause baby, there ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you, baby

Oh no darling, no wind, no rain
No winters cold can stop me baby
No, no baby, 'cause you are my love
If you ever in trouble, I'll be there on the double
Just send for me, oh baby

My love is alive way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double just as fast as I can

Don't you know that there ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you, baby

Don't you know that there ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough
Ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no valley low enough

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