True Fine Mama - Lyrics - Little Richard

Title: True Fine Mama
Artist: Little Richard
Composer(s): R Penniman

Lyric:
Oh, true fine mama, she's really on the ball
Yes, true fine mama, she's really on the ball
She hears my every plea, comes to my beckon call

Oh, come back baby, don't leave me here
Come back baby, don't leave me here
You know that I love you, don't disappear

Yes, true fine mama, don't go away
Yes, true fine mama, don't go away
You know that I love you, every night and day

Well, singin'
Honey, honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey

Honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey

True fine mama, don't go away
Yes, true fine mama, don't go away
You know that I love you, every night and day

Well, I'm singin'
Honey, honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey
Honey, honey, honey, honey

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You - Lil Wayne, , Lloyd - Lyrics - Street Love - Lloyd

Title: You - Lil Wayne, , Lloyd
Album: Street Love
Artist: Lloyd
Composer(s): Jasper Cameron, Maurice Sinclair, Gary Kemp, Dwayne Carter

Lyric:
It's a major move right here baby
You gotta get wit it or get lost
Ya understand? Yeah

It's Young Lloyd reporting live from Atlanta, Georgia
(And Weezy F Baby)
Decatur where it's great
And uh, I want all my sexy ladies
To report to the dance floor immediately
We gon go it and glide dis one ya'll, speak Weezy, gyeah

Right off the back am I the boy got dollars
So women come frequent like flight mileage
It ain't no secret I, I might holla
But I ain't gon sweat ya baby
I'mma let ya

Catch up wit ya game, run faster
Don't let 'em lose ya 'cause I ain't gon bless ya
Unless ya feel a 'lil desperate
Send a n**** a text message girl

Stop, wait a minute
The way you move dat girl you done got my heart all in it
And I just wanna be with you tonight

Girl please, I'mma playa yeah it's true
But I'll change da game for you
I wanna see what it do

Can I be for real?
Dis is how I feel
I'm in need of love
So let's dip up out of here

Ooh you just my type
Everything's so right
And I just wanna chill
So let's dip up out of here
Let's dip up out of here

Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you
Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you

I'll admit it, dis just ain't no game
These just ain't words dat I'm spittin'
If you could see the thoughts dat's in my head

I'm trippin', I'mma playa yeah it's true
But I'll change da game for you
Wanna see what it do, ooh

Can I be your friend?
Dis is how I feel
I'm in need of love
So let's dip up out of here

Ooh you just my type
Everything's so right, so right
And I just wanna chill
So let's dip up out of here
Dip up out of here

Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you
Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you

Weezy F baby da key to da ladies
Keys to the safe so please say da baby
Weed and Patron even in the a.m.
We should be alone, we can get a day in

Ya like what I'm sayin'?
Den come around the way and
We can go inside and stay in
Tell da homeboy ya stayin'
You've been taken, gone
Turn me on and mama turn him out

You know I love you like cooked food
You know you f***in' wit a good dude
You know you give good brain like you graduated from a good school
You know I'mma good move, you should do me

So hey shawty what it is?
Da Carter who it is
Now shawty do it big
A party at my crib
Dat's a party in da hills
You call it what you want
But she can call it what she feel, oww

Can I be for real?
Dis is how I feel
I'm in need of love
So let's dip up out of here

Ooh you just my type
Everything's so right, so right
And I just wanna chill
So let's dip up out of here
Dip up out of here

Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you
Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you

I ain't [incomprehensible], ya know what I mean?
Me and Lil' Lloyd baby
Long hair don't care
Yo wattup Ryan, I see you baby, yeah

It's a major move right here baby
I ain't talkin' fast it's just you listenin' slow, ya know what I mean?
You ain't tryna hear me den don't heard me
I'm up outta here
I ain't bein' mean but you so mean in dem jeans, know what I mean?
So what you want me to do?

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You - Lyrics - Lloyd

Title: You
Artist: Lloyd
Composer(s): Jasper Cameron, Maurice Sinclair, Gary Kemp, Dwayne Carter

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Lyric:
It's a major move right here baby
You gotta get wit it or get lost
Ya understand? Yeah

It's Young Lloyd reporting live from Atlanta, Georgia
(And Weezy F Baby)
Decatur where it's great
And uh, I want all my sexy ladies
To report to the dance floor immediately
We gon go it and glide dis one ya'll, speak Weezy, gyeah

Right off the back am I the boy got dollars
So women come frequent like flight mileage
It ain't no secret I, I might holla
But I ain't gon sweat ya baby
I'mma let ya

Catch up wit ya game, run faster
Don't let 'em lose ya 'cause I ain't gon bless ya
Unless ya feel a 'lil desperate
Send a n**** a text message girl

Stop, wait a minute
The way you move dat girl you done got my heart all in it
And I just wanna be with you tonight

Girl please, I'mma playa yeah it's true
But I'll change da game for you
I wanna see what it do

Can I be for real?
Dis is how I feel
I'm in need of love
So let's dip up out of here

Ooh you just my type
Everything's so right
And I just wanna chill
So let's dip up out of here
Let's dip up out of here

Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you
Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you

I'll admit it, dis just ain't no game
These just ain't words dat I'm spittin'
If you could see the thoughts dat's in my head

I'm trippin', I'mma playa yeah it's true
But I'll change da game for you
Wanna see what it do, ooh

Can I be your friend?
Dis is how I feel
I'm in need of love
So let's dip up out of here

Ooh you just my type
Everything's so right, so right
And I just wanna chill
So let's dip up out of here
Dip up out of here

Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you
Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you

Weezy F baby da key to da ladies
Keys to the safe so please say da baby
Weed and Patron even in the a.m.
We should be alone, we can get a day in

Ya like what I'm sayin'?
Den come around the way and
We can go inside and stay in
Tell da homeboy ya stayin'
You've been taken, gone
Turn me on and mama turn him out

You know I love you like cooked food
You know you f***in' wit a good dude
You know you give good brain like you graduated from a good school
You know I'mma good move, you should do me

So hey shawty what it is?
Da Carter who it is
Now shawty do it big
A party at my crib
Dat's a party in da hills
You call it what you want
But she can call it what she feel, oww

Can I be for real?
Dis is how I feel
I'm in need of love
So let's dip up out of here

Ooh you just my type
Everything's so right, so right
And I just wanna chill
So let's dip up out of here
Dip up out of here

Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you
Ha ha ha ha
She's fine too but I want you

I ain't [incomprehensible], ya know what I mean?
Me and Lil' Lloyd baby
Long hair don't care
Yo wattup Ryan, I see you baby, yeah

It's a major move right here baby
I ain't talkin' fast it's just you listenin' slow, ya know what I mean?
You ain't tryna hear me den don't heard me
I'm up outta here
I ain't bein' mean but you so mean in dem jeans, know what I mean?
So what you want me to do?

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One Night Stand - Lyrics - Crunk Juice - Lil Jon &Amp; Eastside Boyz

Title: One Night Stand
Album: Crunk Juice
Artist: Lil Jon &Amp; Eastside Boyz
Composer(s): Tenaia Sanders, Jonathan H Smith, Sammie D Norris, La Marquis Jefferson, Corey Evans, Craig D Love

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Lyric:
I'm seein' me on top of you
Doing things that lovers do
But I don't belong to you
What's a girl suppose to do

Only need one night with you
To make all our dreams come true
You could never be my man
You can be my one night stand

Boy, I know you got a girl
And you know I've got a man
So let's both respect the game
And have a one night stand

Everybody wanna know
But they wouldn't understand
So let's keep it on the low
And have a one night stand

Well, it's about a quarter to three and
No one's lookin', it's just you and me
You know I'm down for whatever and I aim to please
But it's only for this one night
(One night, one night)

Boy, I hope you come well prepared
'Cause I want you to know that I ain't ever scared
You just make the RSVP and I'll be there
But it's only for this one night
(One night, one night)

Boy, I know you got a girl
And you know I got a man
So let's both respect the game
And have a one night stand

Everybody wanna know
But they wouldn't understand
So let's keep it on the low
And have a one night stand

Shawty, let me know what's up wit it
(Wit it)
Won't you let a real thug, hit it
(Hit it)
Stop playin' with these lames, ain't got no shame
The liquor is to blame
(You know it)

I just go to tell you this
(What's up)
Those lips I wanna kiss
(Yeah yeah)
That ass I gotta grab
(Grab)
Yo' shit I gotta stab
(Stab)

I got my baby mama
(Mama)
You got your baby daddy
(Daddy)
We got all night, look lil mama, get it right
Yo' shit is good and tight
(Tight)

I ain't 'bout them games shawty
(No)
You know my name shawty
(Yeah)
Just use yo' brains, if you know what I'm sayin'
It's a one night stand shawty

Boy, I know you got a girl
And you know I got a man
So let's both respect the game
And have a one night stand

Everybody wanna know
But they wouldn't understand
So let's keep it on the low
And have a one night stand

If you know how to keep a secret
You can get it fo' sure
Just make sure you get enough
'Cause you can't get it no more

If you know how to keep a secret
You can get it fo' sure
Just make sure you get enough
'Cause you can't get it no more

Come and ride out wit cha boy
(Wit cha boy)
Big Sam then filled with almond joy
(Almond joy)
Like I told you, I'm something just like a freak
(Like a freak)
So keep the games fo the mentally weak
(Mentally weak)

Damn you look so pretty
(So pretty)
With yo' big ol' ass and yo tig ol' bittys
Red bone, fine self, 5'9
(5'9)
For one night, I gotta make you mine
(Make you mine)

Yeah, I know you gotta a man shawty
(Shawty)
And you know I got a wife shawty
(Shawty)
So let's strap it up, I hope the pussys tight
We got one night shawty

I'm not tryin' to be your girlfriend
Just want a one night stand
You can't never be my boyfriend
Just want a one night stand

Boy, I know you got a girl
And you know I got a man
So let's both respect the game
And have a one night stand

Everybody wanna know
But they wouldn't understand
So let's keep it on the low
And have a one night stand

If you'll be my man, only for one night
And I'll be your girl, only for one night
If you'll be my man, only for one night
And I'll be your girl, only for one night

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Trance - Lyrics - Southside - Lloyd

Title: Trance
Album: Southside
Artist: Lloyd
Composer(s): Fred Jerkins, Rodney Jerkins, Lloyd Banks, Dwayne Carter, Lashawn Ameen Daniels, Lloyd Polite

Lyric:
[Foreign Content]

Cash money, dawg child
Wit ya man Lloyd
Yeah, yeah, okay dawg child

I know it's hot 'cuz my girl really likes it
Ain't no replacement it's hot up in the basement
See this South so we crunker than yo average
Makes you wanna grab it 'cuz you gotta have it

See the dog chow makes that very spice and tasty
Really can't help but to move yo body crazy
You feelin' somethin' and I know you just can't help it
And I know what your feelin'

That's why, you'll never ever meet another player
As fly, as the one with the dubs on the whip
That's right, so pretty mama please don't let yo day
Pass by, 'cuz shawty you just don't know

That I, have never ever met another girl
That fine, starin' so hard I didn't even see the
Stop sign, hit the ground so hard it made me
Realize, that you need to get with me

Once you get to know me you will believe
You're in a trance baby
I promise you never met no one that puts
You in a trance like me

You'll keep on wantin' mo' and mo' to please me
You're in a trance baby
You won't stop thinkin' what has come over me
You're in a trance crazy

Trance, I put you in a trance
I'll make you wanna dance
I'll leave you in a trance, trance

Now I know that you're used to something basic
Something new just face it, so much time is wasted
And you should be with whatever I do
Baby I can show you how to make your dreams true

That's why I look into your eyes
And see that you been searchin 'cuz you tired of hurtin'
So baby, won't you come come and just roll wit me?
I got all that you need put your trust in me

That's why, you'll never ever meet another player
As fly, as the one with the dubs on the whip
That's right, so pretty mama please don't let yo day
Pass by, 'cuz shawty you just don't know

That I, have never ever met another girl
That fine, starin' so hard I didn't even see the
Stop sign, hit the ground so hard it made me
Realize, that you need to get with me

Once you get to know me you will believe
You're in a trance baby
I promise you never met no one that puts
You in a trance like me

You'll keep on wantin' mo' and mo' to please me
You're in a trance baby
You won't stop thinkin' what has come over me
You're in a trance crazy

Trance, I put you in a trance
I'll make you wanna dance
I'll leave you in a trance, trance

Now when I kick the game, I get the names up in the trance
I'm in the in the iller rangers Lil Wayney and my man
Lloyd, holla at your boy boy who mami wit?
She feel in love with Wheezy snap out of it

Then I misplace her I can't erase her so I got to replace her
When I roll and say that get in the back and lay back, lay back
'Cuz my backseat is bigger than a room
Where you stay at? I don't play that, I'm a balla, baby

Once you get to know me you wouldn't even believe
You're in a trance, baby
I won't miss you've never had no one puts
You in a trance like me

You on wanting more and more to please me
You're in a trance baby
You won't stop thinking what has come over me?
You're in or just crazy?

Once you get to know me you wouldn't even believe
You're in a trance, baby
I won't miss you've never had no one puts
You in a trance like me

You on wanting more and more to please me
You're in a trance baby
You won't stop thinking what has come over me?
You're in or just crazy?

Trance, I put you in a trance
I make you want to dance
I leave you in a trance, trance

Trance, I put you in a trance
I make you want to dance
I leave you in a trance, trance

[Foreign Content]

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Girlfriend - Lyrics - Omarion

Title: Girlfriend
Artist: Omarion
Composer(s): Omari Grandberry, Shad Moss, Terius Nash, Rodney Richard, John Williams

Lyric:
Uh, so special
That?s my girl, yea
True that
That?s my girl
That?s right
She with me homie

Omarion yea, yep
And Bow Wow yea, yep
Yea yea yea, yea yea
Let me tell you what my girlfriend looking like

She be rocking them D&G?s
Her jeans be riding low
Homies breaking their neck
Just to see her body go dum dum

Shortie put it on me like a pro
They say she got my head gone
She got my head gone

Sure is, I can?t even lie
Shortie put it on me, sure is
I can?t even lie

She ride me homie, sure is
I'll fight you try to take her from me
?Cause she?s all I got, she?s all I got

You got baby, you?ve got that good stuff
Good love, put it on me, can't get enough
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

All mine, all mine
Shortie with me all the time
Stay hot, stay fly, keep her right by my side
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

She got the body of a stripper, man, stripper, man
She do her little dance, so I tip her, man, tip her, man
And man she hood with it
So fine lil? mama so fly
Do anything for the B-O-DUB
And that?s why she stay right by my side

Like LL, she so bad
She like when my True?s sag
My tattoos, she like that
Anything she want she got that
Them other broads can fall back
They hate 'cause they want to be where you at
She number one like T-Mac
What nigga gonna do you like that?

You got baby, you?ve got that good stuff
Good love, put it on me, can't get enough
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

All mine, all mine
Shortie with me all the time
Stay hot, stay fly, keep her right by my side
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

Shortie got keys to my car
Keys to my crib
Always where I is
Always paying the bills
I keep it G yea shortie put me down
I spend a G every time she comes around

She?s my girl but I want to tip her, yea
And her body is built like a stripper, yea
Keep it hot up in that range wit her feet up on the dashboard, dashboard
She?ll do anything I like

You got baby, you?ve got that good stuff
Good love, put it on me, can't get enough
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

All mine, all mine
Shortie with me all the time
Stay hot, stay fly, keep her right by my side
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

Oh I won?t give you up girl
You?ve got that fire love
We won?t mind haters but you?ll always be my girl
Don?t be mad at me
But my girl is all mine all mine

That?s my baby, that's my girl
And I need her in my world
She?s got me going crazy

You got baby, you?ve got that good stuff
Good love, put it on me, can't get enough
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

All mine, all mine
Shortie with me all the time
Stay hot, stay fly, keep her right by my side
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

I?m sayin? man, that?s my lil? ma, know what I?m talking about
I fly G5, she fly G5, I stay fly, she stay fly
Simple as that, hey man I even got her a matching dog paw chain
You know what I'm sayin', to match my iced out dog paw chain

Say that's my girlfriend
See, say that's my girlfriend
We got another hit O!
See, 'cause she's my girlfriend
Rockin' that O, yeah that's me babe

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Ballad Of Bill Crump - Lyrics - Tom T. Hall

Title: Ballad Of Bill Crump
Artist: Tom T. Hall
Composer(s): Tom T Hall

Lyric:
Now I hear a lot of tall stories since my business is writin' songs
And every now and then if you listen real close
A good true one comes along
And this is the story of old Bill Crump from the North Carolina Hills
Nat Winston of Nashville knew this man real well

He built the church and he built the pews
He built the cradles and the furniture for the schools
Folks in Avery County say that he was better than good
Probably one of the reasons the Lord made wood

Now men have faults and Bill's fault was
He loved to sip that corn
He lived ninety some years that way
Don't guess it was hurtin' him none

You could take him a picture from a catalog
He could build anything he'd see
He could make anything
That you could make out of the tree

One day Bill said, ?Mama I'm gettin' old
I want you to measure me good
I'm goin' out to that wood pile
And get myself some wood?

?And I'm gonna make me a coffin
I want it to fit me fine
The way I figure it
I've got about enough time?

He built the church and he built the pews
He built the cradles and the furniture for the schools
Folks in Avery County say that he was better than good
Probably one of the reasons the Lord made wood

Now Bill worked on that coffin
Like he was gonna be there awhile
He'd show the folks and rub that wood
And then stand back and smile

He used that body for ninety some years
Figured it had treated him good
And when he left it
He put it away in some real fine wood

Oh, right now old Bill's sleepin'
In the hills of North Caroline
In his homemade coffin
Handrubbed walnut velvet lined

Now most folks use their heads and hands
And just think of themselves
His body's there
But his spirit's someplace else

'Cause he built the church and he built the pews
He built the cradles and the furniture for the schools
Folks in Avery County say that he was better than good
Probably one of the reasons the Lord made wood

He built the church and he built the pews

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Girlfriend - Lyrics - Face Off - Bow Wow

Title: Girlfriend
Album: Face Off
Artist: Bow Wow
Composer(s): Omari Grandberry, Shad Moss, Terius Nash, Rodney Richard, John Williams

Lyric:
Uh, so special
That?s my girl, yea
True that
That?s my girl
That?s right
She with me homie

Omarion yea, yep
And Bow Wow yea, yep
Yea yea yea, yea yea
Let me tell you what my girlfriend looking like

She be rocking them D&G?s
Her jeans be riding low
Homies breaking their neck
Just to see her body go dum dum

Shortie put it on me like a pro
They say she got my head gone
She got my head gone

Sure is, I can?t even lie
Shortie put it on me, sure is
I can?t even lie

She ride me homie, sure is
I'll fight you try to take her from me
?Cause she?s all I got, she?s all I got

You got baby, you?ve got that good stuff
Good love, put it on me, can't get enough
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

All mine, all mine
Shortie with me all the time
Stay hot, stay fly, keep her right by my side
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

She got the body of a stripper, man, stripper, man
She do her little dance, so I tip her, man, tip her, man
And man she hood with it
So fine lil? mama so fly
Do anything for the B-O-DUB
And that?s why she stay right by my side

Like LL, she so bad
She like when my True?s sag
My tattoos, she like that
Anything she want she got that
Them other broads can fall back
They hate 'cause they want to be where you at
She number one like T-Mac
What nigga gonna do you like that?

You got baby, you?ve got that good stuff
Good love, put it on me, can't get enough
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

All mine, all mine
Shortie with me all the time
Stay hot, stay fly, keep her right by my side
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

Shortie got keys to my car
Keys to my crib
Always where I is
Always paying the bills
I keep it G yea shortie put me down
I spend a G every time she comes around

She?s my girl but I want to tip her, yea
And her body is built like a stripper, yea
Keep it hot up in that range wit her feet up on the dashboard, dashboard
She?ll do anything I like

You got baby, you?ve got that good stuff
Good love, put it on me, can't get enough
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

All mine, all mine
Shortie with me all the time
Stay hot, stay fly, keep her right by my side
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

Oh I won?t give you up girl
You?ve got that fire love
We won?t mind haters but you?ll always be my girl
Don?t be mad at me
But my girl is all mine all mine

That?s my baby, that's my girl
And I need her in my world
She?s got me going crazy

You got baby, you?ve got that good stuff
Good love, put it on me, can't get enough
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

All mine, all mine
Shortie with me all the time
Stay hot, stay fly, keep her right by my side
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend
Yep! That?s my girlfriend

I?m sayin? man, that?s my lil? ma, know what I?m talking about
I fly G5, she fly G5, I stay fly, she stay fly
Simple as that, hey man I even got her a matching dog paw chain
You know what I'm sayin', to match my iced out dog paw chain

Say that's my girlfriend
See, say that's my girlfriend
We got another hit O!
See, 'cause she's my girlfriend
Rockin' that O, yeah that's me babe

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Nobody'S Home - Lyrics - Do Or Die

Title: Nobody'S Home
Artist: Do Or Die
Composer(s): Dennis Round, Darnell Smith, O'Kelly Isley, Anthony Round, Ernie Isley, Ronald Isley, Christopher Jasper, Samuel Lindley, Rudolph Isley, Marvin Isley

Lyric:
Baby it's your prerogative what you do
I don't give a damn what he think about you
All I know is one plus one is two
We can lay back while we sip a few
Yeah, it's true, you can be my boo
Tears to let out or you
All I wanna do is keep in line wit you
Doin' everything if it's fine with you

Lemme pick you up at a certain time
Sit and dine drink the finest wine
Ice over Cristal
Lay back peep the the scenery still and a pimp smile
In a little while, better time and ride out
To tha finest hideout, silver wrist and a twist
'Cuz the neighborhood homes is a risk
And uh do you really wanna ride wit me

Sit back and hide wit me
Conversate when you fly wit me
You don't need to be touched on makin' love over rough zone
Playa hater get crushed on, bumrushed on
Peep the game from a playa
Who survived in the rought streets
Collectin' dust on my spot from the cops heat
Hit the block gon' shop for some nice meat, I don't roll deep

Just a lil' bit of care 'cuz a brother wanna bail to the mall
To ball wit all the blunts
Treat me right you deserve some dough
But never earn my trust stop trippin' you can wae the bun
Sit back in the smooth ride
Hit the block for your homies hollarin' two time
And I ain't thinkin' 'bout your other man
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is ends and a tight Benz, but it's right there

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

My four five-oh hit the front door
Got me chillin' like a star, out the ro ro
Place anotha hand on my Georgia bull
But when I got out the truck all the hoes froze
Checkin' me out like I'm po-po
Bring a friend don't go solo
Let's bail in your car, V-12 double-oh
Got a bag a weed make a left on Monroe

Three Philly's from the store, got a place we can go
Drive slow make a right keep it tight
Now, park by the meter, roll the weed up
Baby girl, push your seat up between the heater
Playa playa baby
Can I dirty dance wit you and your friends
Got a V-12 double-oh Benz
Plus you stackin' the Benjamins

Baby, puff puff pass and pull
You can get hurt like that and why you wearin' skirts like that
Do he wonder where you at
While he sellin' zones you havin' sex
Puttin' it down, givin' up your check
See I'm a young playa, got game from tha vest
I can talk a zebra out it stripes if it stand there and chat
I can put my name on that

And oh, it's about four
My mama should be walkin' in the door
So put on your clothes remember nobody knows
Spray the air freshener before we go
Do what you're doin'
But we gon smoke and ride playa like me and you
Could never be alone so pickup the phone
Baby, I'm down in the zone and nobody's home

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

So, do you wanna take this chance wit me
I know, I know he be seeing you glance at me
And oh, do you wanna live your fantasy
Let's go to your place, just you and me
Take it slow, don't cry, dry your eyes
Despise the way that he treat you with lies
I be your Mary Jane your everything, no pain
I be your moon stars and your sun, no rain

See it's flamin' when he leave us alone, come close
Never find the brakes when I'm at your home, I won't boast
Or brag when I'm next to you true
I do all the thangs your man won't do for you
So here's a few things to let you know when you're down
Here's my number when I'm far away from your town
So call me when you have a need for me
And by the way did you leave in my pocket, this G

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home

Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home

Baby Boy, Do or Die, Johnny P
Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home

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Midnight Creeper - Lyrics - Don't Shoot Me (I'm Only The Piano Player) - Elton John

Title: Midnight Creeper
Album: Don't Shoot Me (I'm Only The Piano Player)
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
Walk a mile in my tennis shoes
Tina Turner gave me the highway blues
But I don't love nobody but you, honey

I'm true rat for the things I done
Second cousin to a son of a gun
I'm gonna wipe out your mama if she puts me on, honey

'Cause I'm a midnight creeper
Ain't gonna lose no sleep over you
When there's a nightmare, I'm there
Tempting you to blow a fuse

Well, there's no more sleeping
When I'm midnight creeping over you
Watch out, honey, watch out, honey
Watch the things you do

Long haired ladies, well, they look so fine
Locked in my cellar full of cheap red wine
But I don't think those ladies they really mind, honey

I still don't know why you hate me so
A little bit of fun never stopped no show
Well, I, I just want to loosen up my soul, honey

'Cause I'm a midnight creeper
Ain't gonna lose no sleep over you
When there's a nightmare, I'm there
Tempting you to blow a fuse

Well, there's no more sleeping
When I'm midnight creeping over you
Watch out, honey, watch out, honey
Watch the things you do

[Incomprehensible]

'Cause I'm a midnight creeper
Ain't gonna lose no sleep over you
When there's a nightmare, I'm there
Tempting you to blow a fuse

Well, there's no more sleeping
When I'm midnight creeping over you
Watch out, honey, watch out, honey
Watch the things you do

Oh, oh, you're all coming, ooh

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Players - Lyrics - Crazytown

Title: Players
Artist: Crazytown
Composer(s): Seth Brooks Binzer, Bret Hadley Mazur, Anthony Valli, Bernard Williams

Lyric:
Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing

Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing

No doubt I?m the one your mama warned you about
I?m known for taking ladies home and turning them out
'Cause I've been kissing all the girlies and making them cry
I?m a wise guy with wits, the opposite of shy

Make your girl?s pussy shiver when she looks in my eyes
So uh, one?s for the money, two?s for the honeys
Three?s for the pimp?s players and the playboy bunnies
Best believe I throw down, ain?t no need to slow down

You name the place and the time, find Mr. Shifty at the showdown
Tearing you up, that?s why all the fly girls just can?t get enough
Said I loved you and you believed it was true, that?s hilarious
But your mother should have warned you about guys like us

I freak, freak y?all, yeah, you know what I?m saying
?Cause players only love you when we?re playing

Now players only love you when we?re playing
These women, they will come and they will go
And all you players know just what I?m saying
It?s amazing just how many girls we know

I know it ain?t right but I don?t want to change
I?ve got so many dames, I can?t remember their names
But don?t be confused 'cause girls are players too.
So, we?re going to tell you about a girl we knew

She was a pretty rebel, a punk rock girl
With a wicked sex drive and the mind of a devil
Like Agent 99, under cover all the time
You want another kiss, you better rack another line

Unique in design, this freak was kind of fine
But she?s not the only one, there?s plenty of her kind
Ain?t nothing funny baby, her game?s so tight
She can make the sun shine in the middle of the night

She knows what she wants and she gets it when she wants it
She knows that you want it and she?s got it, so she flaunts it
So, get up on it, you know the old saying
Players only love you when they?re playing

Now players only love you when we?re playing
These women, they will come and they will go
And all you players know just what I?m saying
It?s amazing just how many girls we know

Only the strong survive, I come alive and hit my mark
The after dark player caper, can?t lie, I?m on the take
A heartbreaker tonight, the ladies call me Mr. Right
And others call me a freak, girl, it?s okay if you bite

Some like it violent, Mr. Mysterious type
Strong and silent, King player, I cast a hex
Inebriated talk of sex
(Epic, I?m so into you)

Manipulation, I?m talking triple X rated
Sophisticated, I?m game to elevate your mind
An understated flirt, The chemistry?s hot
You can?t deny, so realize the size of it

I can see it in your eyes, I?d love to touch you, baby
And taste the essence of you, you want to play?
Now, let me hear you scream out my name
Players only love you when they?re playing

Now players only love you when we?re playing
These women, they will come and they will go
And all you players know just what I?m saying
It?s amazing just how many girls we know

Now players only love you when we?re playing
These women, they will come and they will go
And all you players know just what I?m saying
It?s amazing just how many girls we know

I wanna play

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Take It Slow - Lyrics - Chemically Imbalanced - Ying Yang Twins

Title: Take It Slow
Album: Chemically Imbalanced
Artist: Ying Yang Twins
Composer(s): Eric Jackson, Deongelo Holmes, Carlos Thornton, Michael Antoine Crooms

Lyric:
Ying Yang, Collipark, East park

Ooh, shorty off the chain right there
Baby, I don't mean to stare
I want you to know you're the shit fo' sho', girl
You a dime from head to toe

Ooh, ain't tryin' to win no game
Only wanna know your name
Beautiful, let me know, girl
Do you think we can take it slow?

Can I get to know ya? I wanna be ya friend
You call fo' another when you call every now and then
Ain't tryin' to block your ground or even lock you down
But if you feelin' down, I'll be around

I know you hear the street bumpin', they talks about me
I know your girls be flippin' they talks about me
Fuck what you heard, go for what you see
That was me and them, this is you and me

Breakin' the ice, makin' you laugh
Others get mad, tellin' you that I'ma do bad, girl
They don't want you wit me, yeah, we know that
But they try to get me, did you know that?

I'm fo' sho' that, I wanna store that
Ain't tryin' to fast talk you, we can take it slow, yeah
This is Yang, baby, I'm the Yang, baby
Let me bang that thang and make you sang, baby

Ooh, shorty off the chain right there
Baby, I don't mean to stare
I want you to know you're the shit fo' sho', girl
You a dime from head to toe

Ooh, ain't tryin' to win no game
Only wanna know your name
Beautiful, let me know, girl
Do you think we can take it slow?

Hey lil' mama, how you doin', what's yo' name?
Let me holla at ya, get to know you betta
Can we get together and go out sometime?
Hit the movies, get a bite to eat
Have a man sweep you off your feet

Compliment you on your eyes, let it tell you nice things
And whatever you want, he buy you anything
Take a bubble bath, have a couple of laughs in the tub
And doin' everything that make you fall in love

It might seem unheard of but it's true
I don't have a reason to lie to you
I gotcha back, just believe that
You smoke weed, we could smoke us a fat sack

Kick it back and relax, watch the sunset
Doin' everything I know you haven't done yet
I'm just sayin' if you ready, just let me know
'Coz from here, we can make our relationship grow and take it slow

Ooh, shorty off the chain right there
Baby, I don't mean to stare
I want you to know you're the shit fo' sho', girl
You a dime from head to toe

Ooh, ain't tryin' to win no game
Only wanna know your name
Beautiful, let me know, girl
Do you think we can take it slow?

Damn, shorty fine, yeah, she a dime
Wanna make her mine, player, I ain't lyin'
Wake from half of the night, she occurs down
Drop a bomb and she calm nigga nerves down

6 seconds, 5 more seconds, 4 seconds
3 more seconds, 2 seconds,1 more second
No more seconds, shorty, come in and check it

We done told you 'bout the wild life
You need a man that'll always beat it down right
Show you things you ain't seen in the bedroom
So we a always make the bedroom boom

We a always have fun when we doin' things, freaky things
If you wanna get freaky, we can get freaky
If you ready just let me know
'Coz from here, we can make it grow and take it slow

Ooh, shorty off the chain right there
Baby, I don't mean to stare
I want you to know you're the shit fo' sho', girl
You a dime from head to toe

Ooh, ain't tryin' to win no game
Only wanna know your name
Beautiful, let me know, girl
Do you think we can take it slow?

We can take it slow
Take it slow
We can take it slow
Take it slow, oh girl, yeah

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The Way We Ball (Remix) - Lyrics - Undaground Legend - Lil' Flip

Title: The Way We Ball (Remix)
Album: Undaground Legend
Artist: Lil' Flip
Composer(s): Edward Charles, Anthony Sears, Wesley Weston, Estil Hobbs, Duane Hobbs

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Lyric:
Hey, ho
(This is the way we ball)
Ah ha, Houston, Texas
(This is the way we ball)
Ah ha
(This is the way we ball)
(This is the way we ball)

And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)
And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)

I'm Lil' Flip, I'm back on the scene, freestyle king
Brand new piece, same Byzentine
I'm still sippin' lean, I'm still watchin' "Scream"
I love wearin' platinum, but my favorite color's green
I'm hoppin' out Ferraris, my house is three stories
I'm still independent 'cause Jive couldn't afford me
The meetings were boring, for real I was snoring
The VP was fine, yeah she made me kinda horny

But that's another story, let's get back to the topic
Right now me and Hump negotiatin' to buy the Rockets
We might buy the Comets, name it, I done it
If you see it and want it, buy it, own it
This is for my homies, Pat and DJ Screw
RIP dawg 'cause I really miss you
Boy I'm a stay true, until the day I fall
East coast and West coast, this is how we ball
(This is the way we ball)

And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)
And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)

I'm thinkin', designer clothes and fashion shows
I'm thinkin', all my albums goin' platinum and gold
I'm thinkin', Jaguars and a Bentley Rolls
I'm thinkin', bein' rich before I'm 24
I'm feelin', wood grain all in my tinted truck
I'm fillin', all my teeth up with princess cuts
I'm fillin', jugs up, no more empty cups
I'm feelin', like I'm worth 10 million bucks

And I know, I wear a watch, yo it was made from a game
And I know, my rims chop like the blades on a plane
And I know, yo baby mama still givin' me brain
And I know, that ain't platinum, that's a silvery chain
And I make, nothin' but hits when I step in the booth
And I make, rainbows from the sun reflect on my tooth
And I make, DVD's light up in my Coupe
I think, I feel, I know, I'm making money, how 'bout you?
(This is the way we ball)

And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)
And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)

I'm swangin', about to rip the kizzerp, sippin' on my syzzerp
If you buy first from me then you just bought a dessert
Swangas on my whizzeel, platinum in my grizzeel
Me and Doby D stay blowin' on some kizzeel
I'm higher than a hizzeel, mind on a mizzell
Southside of H-town show me how you fizzeel

Now you see we ball, now you see we rich
I represent the legendary Screwed Up Click
I wreck I-45, I wreck 2 Screw tapes
I'm 3 wheelin', poppin' trunk, goin' down Fuqua
So move out of my way 'cause I'm ridin' double R
MJ right behind me in a Lexus bubble car
(This is the way we ball)

And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)
And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)

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The Way We Ball - Lyrics - Undaground Legend - Lil' Flip

Title: The Way We Ball
Album: Undaground Legend
Artist: Lil' Flip
Composer(s): Edward Charles, Anthony Sears, Wesley Weston, Estil Hobbs, Duane Hobbs

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Lyric:
Hey, ho
(This is the way we ball)
Ah ha, Houston, Texas
(This is the way we ball)
Ah ha
(This is the way we ball)
(This is the way we ball)

And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)
And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)

I'm Lil' Flip, I'm back on the scene, freestyle king
Brand new piece, same Byzentine
I'm still sippin' lean, I'm still watchin' "Scream"
I love wearin' platinum, but my favorite color's green
I'm hoppin' out Ferraris, my house is three stories
I'm still independent 'cause Jive couldn't afford me
The meetings were boring, for real I was snoring
The VP was fine, yeah she made me kinda horny

But that's another story, let's get back to the topic
Right now me and Hump negotiatin' to buy the Rockets
We might buy the Comets, name it, I done it
If you see it and want it, buy it, own it
This is for my homies, Pat and DJ Screw
RIP dawg 'cause I really miss you
Boy I'm a stay true, until the day I fall
East coast and West coast, this is how we ball
(This is the way we ball)

And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)
And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)

I'm thinkin', designer clothes and fashion shows
I'm thinkin', all my albums goin' platinum and gold
I'm thinkin', Jaguars and a Bentley Rolls
I'm thinkin', bein' rich before I'm 24
I'm feelin', wood grain all in my tinted truck
I'm fillin', all my teeth up with princess cuts
I'm fillin', jugs up, no more empty cups
I'm feelin', like I'm worth 10 million bucks

And I know, I wear a watch, yo it was made from a game
And I know, my rims chop like the blades on a plane
And I know, yo baby mama still givin' me brain
And I know, that ain't platinum, that's a silvery chain
And I make, nothin' but hits when I step in the booth
And I make, rainbows from the sun reflect on my tooth
And I make, DVD's light up in my Coupe
I think, I feel, I know, I'm making money, how 'bout you?
(This is the way we ball)

And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)
And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)

I'm swangin', about to rip the kizzerp, sippin' on my syzzerp
If you buy first from me then you just bought a dessert
Swangas on my whizzeel, platinum in my grizzeel
Me and Doby D stay blowin' on some kizzeel
I'm higher than a hizzeel, mind on a mizzell
Southside of H-town show me how you fizzeel

Now you see we ball, now you see we rich
I represent the legendary Screwed Up Click
I wreck I-45, I wreck 2 Screw tapes
I'm 3 wheelin', poppin' trunk, goin' down Fuqua
So move out of my way 'cause I'm ridin' double R
MJ right behind me in a Lexus bubble car
(This is the way we ball)

And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)
And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty south
(This is the way we ball)
And we ridin' blades, Jags and Escalades
We third coast boys but we always gettin' paid
(This is the way we ball)

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Players(Only Love You When They'Re Playing) - Lyrics - Gift Of Game - Crazytown

Title: Players(Only Love You When They'Re Playing)
Album: Gift Of Game
Artist: Crazytown
Composer(s): Seth Brooks Binzer, Bret Hadley Mazur, Anthony Valli, Bernard Williams

Lyric:
Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing

Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing
Players, players only love you when they're playing

No doubt I?m the one your mama warned you about
I?m known for taking ladies home and turning them out
'Cause I've been kissing all the girlies and making them cry
I?m a wise guy with wits, the opposite of shy

Make your girl?s pussy shiver when she looks in my eyes
So uh, one?s for the money, two?s for the honeys
Three?s for the pimp?s players and the playboy bunnies
Best believe I throw down, ain?t no need to slow down

You name the place and the time, find Mr. Shifty at the showdown
Tearing you up, that?s why all the fly girls just can?t get enough
Said I loved you and you believed it was true, that?s hilarious
But your mother should have warned you about guys like us

I freak, freak y?all, yeah, you know what I?m saying
?Cause players only love you when we?re playing

Now players only love you when we?re playing
These women, they will come and they will go
And all you players know just what I?m saying
It?s amazing just how many girls we know

I know it ain?t right but I don?t want to change
I?ve got so many dames, I can?t remember their names
But don?t be confused 'cause girls are players too.
So, we?re going to tell you about a girl we knew

She was a pretty rebel, a punk rock girl
With a wicked sex drive and the mind of a devil
Like Agent 99, under cover all the time
You want another kiss, you better rack another line

Unique in design, this freak was kind of fine
But she?s not the only one, there?s plenty of her kind
Ain?t nothing funny baby, her game?s so tight
She can make the sun shine in the middle of the night

She knows what she wants and she gets it when she wants it
She knows that you want it and she?s got it, so she flaunts it
So, get up on it, you know the old saying
Players only love you when they?re playing

Now players only love you when we?re playing
These women, they will come and they will go
And all you players know just what I?m saying
It?s amazing just how many girls we know

Only the strong survive, I come alive and hit my mark
The after dark player caper, can?t lie, I?m on the take
A heartbreaker tonight, the ladies call me Mr. Right
And others call me a freak, girl, it?s okay if you bite

Some like it violent, Mr. Mysterious type
Strong and silent, King player, I cast a hex
Inebriated talk of sex
(Epic, I?m so into you)

Manipulation, I?m talking triple X rated
Sophisticated, I?m game to elevate your mind
An understated flirt, The chemistry?s hot
You can?t deny, so realize the size of it

I can see it in your eyes, I?d love to touch you, baby
And taste the essence of you, you want to play?
Now, let me hear you scream out my name
Players only love you when they?re playing

Now players only love you when we?re playing
These women, they will come and they will go
And all you players know just what I?m saying
It?s amazing just how many girls we know

Now players only love you when we?re playing
These women, they will come and they will go
And all you players know just what I?m saying
It?s amazing just how many girls we know

I wanna play

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Enemies With Me - Lyrics - R U Still Down? (Remember Me) - 2pac

Title: Enemies With Me
Album: R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Yafeu Fula, Kevin Rhames, Katari Cox, Buddy L Hank, Keith Boxley, George Jr Clinton, Eric Sadler, Christopher Walker, Roger Parker, Randy Walker, O'Shea Jackson, Tupac Shakur, Steven Arrington, Charles Cedel Carter, David L Spradley, Mutah Beale, Malcolm Greenidge, Garry M Shider

Lyric:
Young Thugs in this motherfucker
Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble
Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me

Some say my criminal experience is legendary
I do what's necessary
Niggas wanna see me burried, worried, if you coming hurried
I ain't going down, fuck the world I'm a thug

Tell 'em can't nothing stop me but a slug
I went from drug dealing to a shot caller
From off the block, no longer rock
And putting money in my pocket, nationwide baller

Bitch nigga I'm prepared to die, before I fry
I hit the weed so I be forever high
My eyes has seen so much in misery, so before I flee
I open fire let the lord pick the first to bleed

Bitches don't wanna see me leave, forever thugging
Tell 'em bury me a G on everything I love
And fuck the law 'cause the raw niggas ain't free
This picture's clear but we can't see

This game is jealousy, don't let 'em change
That's what they keep on telling me, motherfuck the fame
I can't sleep 'cause I keep hearing peeps
Loving masters wrapped in my sheets

Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Rather fuck with these other other little Gs

Don't make enemies with me, nigga
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
Fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me

The game is getting deeper with this I couldn't stop, I'm reminising
And having flashbacks when them niggas came up missing
Wish in my heart, these niggas they ain't have to start
Now therefore they gotta see in dark

Played the part with heart when we spark they part
Running silly through the court, they don't really wanna start
How you wanna do? Yo K, anyway
These motherfuckers wanna play we can do it all day

So I stay, sipping on my aray to keep my head fine
And I'm where? Everywhere from here to bedtime
And I squeeze when I say I'm coming
Straight gunning on enemies if it's really me that they wanting
'Cause it ain't nothing, Y'all niggas is fronting
Do you really want it? Niggas dying

Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
You'd rather fuck with these other other little Gs

Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
You'd rather fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me

Now, we're in '94, Niggas get bust through the do'
Cup in a flash sittin' on that ass and rarely fold
Galitter tell 'em bout that trife shit you wanna fight?
I wanna light shit, you lose your life bitch

A nigga struggle too hard for what I got hustle
And doubled every fucking yard that I cop and stop
Hell nah! I coulnd't see it
Facing a century in the penatentury but so be it

And Jesus couldn't help me out the state
Prepare for an early date to see my fate at the Pearly Gate
But wait No time for stalling but death is calling
You wanna stomp on it somebody's gotta start falling

True, what I do from sun up is for a come up
Wake up with my gun up, 'cause when I sneak that's when they run up
So It's time to spray like Ray
And put the freeze on these fake Gs, you know how we do

Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
You'd rather fuck with these other other little Gs

Don't make enemies with me, nigga
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
You'd Rather fuck with these other other little Gs
Don't make enemies with me

What nigga? Young motherfucking thugs, let's out do it
Don't make enemies with me nigga
Y'all better fuck with these other niggas
And I don't see it

Don't make enemies with me
Motherfuckers is fatal nigga
I swear by the Gods
Don't make enemies with me nigga

Niggas gonna see they caskets fucking with these bastards
Don't make enemies with me
It's for all these motherfuckers that's swearing to God
That they be doing something

That they touching something
That they being something
Y'all niggas ain't shit
That's on my mama bring the drama, nigga

Young Thugs, fuck the drugs
These niggas making records, y'all niggas best to check it
'Cause y'all gonna get yo asshole tore
They tearing patches out you niggas ass

All y'all niggas, I don't give a fuck who you running with
This is thug life nigga, the new generation motherfucker
Young Thugs we chin checking all you junior high school motherfuckers
Y'all better feel this shit, don't make enemies with these niggas

You better be friendly motherfucker, I swear to God
We running through, smile from handshake

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