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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Whatever You Like - Lyrics - Her Name Is Nicole - Nicole Scherzinger

Title: Whatever You Like
Album: Her Name Is Nicole
Artist: Nicole Scherzinger
Composer(s): Jamal Jones, Nicole Scherzinger, Clifford Harris, Sean Garrett

Lyric:
All at a dime

Ladies and gentlemen
I know what you want
She hot as a stove
Her name is Nicole

I?ll do whatever you like
I?ll do whatever you like
I can do, I can do
I'll do, I'll do whatever you like
What you want?

I?ll do whatever you like
I?ll do whatever you like
I can do, I can do
I'll do, I'll do whatever you like

Boy, you want my body
Wanna ride it like a Harley
Once or twice around the block
I bet I?ll have you saying, woh, woh

First stop, let me pop
Drop like a helicop
Pay attention on me
While I show you the scenario

You're charming me boy
You boy, you're charming me
Just like this beat is gonna do
On the radio

Damn, I thought you knew me
By way you?re talking to me
You get any closer to me
Then I might just have to let it go

Something 'bout that cocky thing
You got me wanna see what?s really going on

I'll do the thing, I'll do the thing you wanna
(Ladies an gentlemen)
I?m gonna do you anything you wanna
(I know what you want)

I'll do the thing, I'll do the thing you wanna
(She hot as a stove)
I?m gonna do you anything you wanna
(Her name is Nicole)

I?ll do whatever you like
I?ll do whatever you like
I can do, I can do
I'll do, I'll do whatever you like

I?ll do whatever you like
I?ll do whatever you like
I can do, I can do
I'll do, I'll do whatever you like

Yeah, yeah
Work it out, girl

Make a bet
You put the cat in the nap
I?ll tell you what daddy get
All night lover

See the cheek
Wanna see me make it speak
Watch it while mommy teach it
I won?t stutter

I can tell
You ain't never had a touch
Order a bottle, I'll show this much
I?ll do that for ya

Baby said
Promise I can make it rain
Lemme see that sugar cane
You like that, don?t cha

Something bout that cocky thing
You got me wanna see what?s really going on

I'll do the thing, I'll do the thing you wanna
(Ladies an gentlemen)
I?m gonna do you anything you wanna
(I know what you want)

I'll do the thing, I'll do the thing you wanna
(She hot as a stove)
I?m gonna do you anything you wanna
(Her name is Nicole)

I?ll do whatever you like
I?ll do whatever you like
(There it go your dealing with the real deal, baby)

I can do, I can do
I'll do, I'll do whatever you like
(I'm not one of those rapper guys)

I?ll do whatever you like
I?ll do whatever you like
I can do, I can do
(Hold up, you better tell 'em)
I'll do, I'll do whatever you like

See me in the back
Chick like that
Get you to run around
But I can hit it like that

Ask anyone around
I?m the shit like that
Eat it, beat it, till it?s swollen
You gonna need an icepack

I?ll tell her big thang poppin?
Let me hear you say that
Lay back, play that
Purp Kush blowing in the Maybach

With my company
Three and them be one of me
Imagine what they done to me
On top of me, up under me

Accept no imitation, baby
Other cat be hatin?
They be all in ya face
I mean all in the wussy

See, I can take you on vacation
Or we can ball in the A
You hit me up four in the mornin?
What you callin? to stay shawty

Something bout that cocky thing
You got me wanna see what?s really going on

I'll do the thing, I'll do the thing you wanna
(Ladies an gentlemen)
I?m gonna do, do anything you wanna
(I know what you want)

I'll do the thing, I'll do the thing you wanna
(She hot as a stove)
I?m gonna do, do anything you wanna
(Her name is Nicole)

I?ll do whatever you like
I?ll do whatever you like
I can do, I can do
I do, I do whatever you like

I?ll do whatever you like
I?ll do whatever you like
I can do, I can do
Wait a minute, motherfucker

I?ve been looking all night
Wanna kiss it one time
Mommy do what you like
Go head pull it, pull it, pull it, pull it

First you gotta get right
I can love you long time
I become a big crime
Then I'll pull it, pull it, pull it, pull it

Once she wind it uptight
I promise a goodnight
Girl, you?re gonna sleep tight
When I pull it, pull it, pull it, pull it

Wanna look at your eyes
When you get the big prize
Gonna give it up kind
When I pull it, pull it, pull it, pull it

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Whatever - Lyrics - Ideal

Title: Whatever
Artist: Ideal
Composer(s): Kobie Brown, Keir Lamont Gist, Oliver Cheatham, Robert L. Huggar, Edward Berkeley, Kevin Duane Mccord

Lyric:
Yeah, Ideal
Y2 Kay Gee and R.L. collabo
Uh-oh make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Uh yeah Ideal come on
Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Let's go

Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh
Whether it's at the crib or club
It's all up to you, what? What?
Whatever you wanna do
So you wanna groove, uh-huh
Show me how you move, uh-huh
What'cha gonna do? What? What?
Cause I wanna rock with you
Whatever you wanna do

Tonight you're with me
I'm talking VIP
Cristal, Moet, Don P tonight, oh
Nice suite at the Double Tree
You and me in between the sheets
It's whatever you like baby, tell me

I like when you move up close to me
Sexy grinding holding me
Real close cause you're supposed to be, baby
Ideal-
I like it when you put that thing on me
Pushin' it up against the jeans
Makin' it harder in between, baby

Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh
Whether it's at the crib or club
It's all up to you, what? What?
Whatever you wanna do
So you wanna groove, uh-huh
Show me how you move, uh-huh
What'cha gonna do? What? What?
Cause I wanna rock with you
Whatever you wanna do

Tonight I just got paid
Let's hop in the Escalade
Go out on an escapade
Tonight, alright
What sip you choose?
I'll grab your hips and move
And do whatever you like, tell me, tell me

I like when you move up close to me
Sexy grinding holding me
Real close cause you're supposed to be, baby
Ideal-
I like it when you put that thing on me
Pushin' it up against the jeans
Makin' it harder in between, baby

Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh
Whether it's at the crib or club
It's all up to you, what? What?
Whatever you wanna do
So you wanna groove, uh-huh
Show me how you move, uh-huh
What'cha gonna do? What? What?
Cause I wanna rock with you
Whatever you wanna do

You can choose the place we go
Or stay home with the stereo
You choose the scenario
Tonight your situation
Here's your invitation
Come with me
Whatever you wanna do

Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Uh yeah Ideal come on
Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Uh yeah uh-oh
Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Uh yeah Ideal come on
Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
(Come and go with me oh)

Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh
Whether it's at the crib or club
It's all up to you, what? What?
Whatever you wanna do
So you wanna groove, uh-huh
Show me how you move, uh-huh
What'cha gonna do? What? What?
Cause I wanna rock with you
Whatever you wanna do

Come on show me how you move
Baby let me see you groove
We can do what you want to
Tonight
You can move across to me

You can say come on mami
You can say come on papi
Tonight, whatever you wanna do

Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh
Whether it's at the crib or club
It's all up to you, what? What?
Whatever you wanna do
So you wanna groove, uh-huh
Show me how you move, uh-huh
What'cha gonna do? What? What?
Cause I wanna rock with you
Whatever you wanna do

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Whatever (Radio Version) - Lyrics - Ideal

Title: Whatever (Radio Version)
Artist: Ideal
Composer(s): Kobie Brown, Keir Lamont Gist, Oliver Cheatham, Robert L. Huggar, Edward Berkeley, Kevin Duane Mccord

Lyric:
Yeah, Ideal
Y2 Kay Gee and R.L. collabo
Uh-oh make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Uh yeah Ideal come on
Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Let's go

Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh
Whether it's at the crib or club
It's all up to you, what? What?
Whatever you wanna do
So you wanna groove, uh-huh
Show me how you move, uh-huh
What'cha gonna do? What? What?
Cause I wanna rock with you
Whatever you wanna do

Tonight you're with me
I'm talking VIP
Cristal, Moet, Don P tonight, oh
Nice suite at the Double Tree
You and me in between the sheets
It's whatever you like baby, tell me

I like when you move up close to me
Sexy grinding holding me
Real close cause you're supposed to be, baby
Ideal-
I like it when you put that thing on me
Pushin' it up against the jeans
Makin' it harder in between, baby

Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh
Whether it's at the crib or club
It's all up to you, what? What?
Whatever you wanna do
So you wanna groove, uh-huh
Show me how you move, uh-huh
What'cha gonna do? What? What?
Cause I wanna rock with you
Whatever you wanna do

Tonight I just got paid
Let's hop in the Escalade
Go out on an escapade
Tonight, alright
What sip you choose?
I'll grab your hips and move
And do whatever you like, tell me, tell me

I like when you move up close to me
Sexy grinding holding me
Real close cause you're supposed to be, baby
Ideal-
I like it when you put that thing on me
Pushin' it up against the jeans
Makin' it harder in between, baby

Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh
Whether it's at the crib or club
It's all up to you, what? What?
Whatever you wanna do
So you wanna groove, uh-huh
Show me how you move, uh-huh
What'cha gonna do? What? What?
Cause I wanna rock with you
Whatever you wanna do

You can choose the place we go
Or stay home with the stereo
You choose the scenario
Tonight your situation
Here's your invitation
Come with me
Whatever you wanna do

Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Uh yeah Ideal come on
Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Uh yeah uh-oh
Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
Uh yeah Ideal come on
Make 'em, make 'em
Make 'em dance to this
(Come and go with me oh)

Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh
Whether it's at the crib or club
It's all up to you, what? What?
Whatever you wanna do
So you wanna groove, uh-huh
Show me how you move, uh-huh
What'cha gonna do? What? What?
Cause I wanna rock with you
Whatever you wanna do

Come on show me how you move
Baby let me see you groove
We can do what you want to
Tonight
You can move across to me

You can say come on mami
You can say come on papi
Tonight, whatever you wanna do

Whatever you wanna do, uh-huh
Whether it's at the crib or club
It's all up to you, what? What?
Whatever you wanna do
So you wanna groove, uh-huh
Show me how you move, uh-huh
What'cha gonna do? What? What?
Cause I wanna rock with you
Whatever you wanna do

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

U Can Do - Lyrics - De La Soul

Title: U Can Do
Artist: De La Soul
Composer(s): Kelvin Mercer, Nile Rodgers, David Jolicoeur, Vincent Mason, Dave West, Bernard Edwards

Lyric:
C'mon, c'mon
Bounce, bounce
C'mon, bounce, rock, roll

U can do, whatever you want
Whatever you like, it's your own life
So let me be, to do what I want
To do what I like 'cause this is my life

It's been about ten long years, my skin wreaks
Flavors that your incense couldn't match
We burn slow like syphilis in your piss, accommodated
With the penicill-in, you're listenin' to

This 'Art Official' will keep your shoes moonwalkin'
Soon to talk about, Pop Music
You'll buy it 'cause you chose it
A lot of MC's is really S&M'n

Whips and chains, I maintain like a old jazz singer
Ella Fitz. in any location
Held back in rotation, an apple a day
Only makes a nigga fruity

I eat responsibilities to carry out my duty
Crib in the MD's, I pull it out just to polish it
Make notes if you earnin' or wait your turnbuckle
I stick to gettin' mines like stucco

U can do, whatever you want
Whatever you like, it's your own life
So let me be, to do what I want
To do what I like 'cause this is my life

I'm that full-time rapper, the nickname's Llama
Part-time father if you ask my daughter's mommas
Missin' in action 'cause the action got a fraction
Of the world listenin' to me

Got me travelin' overseas in lands constantly
Got a sea of hands wavin', ain't misbehavin'
But a lot of kids cravin' for somethin' they ain't got
Like the keys to the ride and a pocket with a knot and it's

Holdin' they ground 'til they rot in it
Plottin' it, lockin' it down strong
'Cause it's nuttin' wrong, gettin' your bubblin' on sticker
But too much bubblin' can make you fizz quicker

So watch your stack, keep your fam intact
And pay attention to the now, I'm clearin' the mess
While they stressin' back in the day, I'm at the front of the night
With my crew shinin' light on the

U can do, whatever you want
Whatever you like, it's your own life
So let me be, to do what I want
To do what I like 'cause this is my life

U can do, whatever you want
Whatever you like, it's your own life
So let me be, to do what I want
To do what I like 'cause this is my life

Now, we on top of this like a typical bed position
Peepin' your view, got your whole crew wishin' and waitin'
Makin' dollars out of ten dime pieces
Who be sippin' out the glass suckin' on the lime pieces included

In my pieces I pen the good livin'
And even when we're stressin' from in the hood livin'
At least we're livin' and there ain't no hell in that
Give me a yell in that and go

I wanna see the world ten times over
Dive off cliffs and land on opportunities unthinkable
You sinkin' straight to the bottom while I float in parades
That St. Patty couldn't put up

All my niggaz tryin' to build, then throw your wood up
Design life like PNB gears, so stand clear for the blast off
Last off my chest, peace to Dav West
Live your life to the fullest

U can do, whatever you want
Whatever you like, it's your own life
So let me be, to do what I want
To do what I like 'cause this is my life

U can do, what you want, what you like
Let me be, what I want, what I like

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Whatever You Want - Lyrics - Christina Milian

Title: Whatever You Want
Artist: Christina Milian
Composer(s): Khaleef Chiles, Andre Lamont Morton, Lambert Antho Waldrip Ii, James Banks, Bradley David Spalter, Henderson Thigpen Jr., Aleese Simmons

Lyric:
Once again it's on and we gonna ride out
Once again till dawn, cut the lights out
Once again till morn keep the lights out
Till the end of the song

You're feelin' me
And it's got you all fired up
Tryin' to walk away
'Cause you don't want your heart tied up

But I can feel the proof when you're holdin' me
Like to let you think you're controllin' me
Even thought that ain't the deal
When I want I take the wheel, and I know

Can't hide that you're really into me
Hold is so tight I can barely breathe
'Cause you know I keep it real
Giving you what you can feel

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

You're frontin' like
You don't want no one to know
But it's in your eyes
That you don't want me to know

But I can feel the proof when you're holdin' me
Like to let you think you're controllin' me
Even thought that ain't the deal
When I want I take the wheel 'cause I know

Can't hide that you're really into me
Hold is so tight I can barely breathe
'Cause you know I keep it real
Giving you what you can feel

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

We gonna get it started, okay
Now go get the party jumpin' like me
Who crunk it like me
Lotta of guys here but none is like me

Though some could try to be
With two or three chains up under the white tee
And I got two or three dames that's comin' tonight
See 'em, done tonight, leave

Like one eyed peace
Only Mike puts up numbers like these
And he's no longer playin'
But neither am I, so

What I'm sayin' is hop in the deuce seater with I
'Cause you know with them boots and that beater you fly
Other dudes act to cheap with the pie, won't drop a few pennies
Or cop you a guinea, but I'll cop you as many

Toast till the bottle's all empty
Like pardon the Bravado in me
Us two that's a plan somehow
Get to know each other later, let's dance for now, c'mon

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that, that's me

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My Heart Belongs To U - Lyrics - Diary Of A Mad Band - Jodeci

Title: My Heart Belongs To U
Album: Diary Of A Mad Band
Artist: Jodeci
Composer(s): Donald Earle Degrate, Cedric R Hailey

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Lyric:
This is DeVante
Whatever you want, whatever you need
You know I got it and I'm a give it to you, Jodeci
Whenever you want it
Anything you want from me, I've got it
Any time you want it I'll give it to you
Jo Jo, check this out, 2, 3, 4

You can have my love
You're the girl of my life
Am I all you're dreamin' of
Yes, you're my desire

I wanna give you so much
For the things that you give to me
Just take my love, baby
Because you are so dear to me

Whatever you want
Whatever you need
My heart belongs to you
Whatever you want, baby
Whatever you need
There's nothing I won't do
And I say whatever you want, baby

I say whatever you want
My heart belongs to you
I say whatever you need
I'll be right here for you

Once in a lifetime
You will find someone like you
And now that I have you
Here's what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna give you so much

I will give you my all and all
Over and over again, lady, lady, lady
Lovin' you too much, baby
Is not, is not, is not a sin

Whatever you want
Whatever you need
My heart belongs to you
Whatever you need
There's nothing I won't do

I say whatever you want
My heart belongs to you
I say whatever you need
I'll be right here for you
Anything, anything, anything you want
I'll do it for you

In the morning
Whenever you want it
Makes no difference
In the evening
In the evening
Whenever you need it
Late in the midnight hour

When the night falls
You know that I've got it
So baby, just call me
You know that I'll do it

Whatever you want
Whatever you need
And you know, and you know
My heart belongs to you
Whatever you need
There's nothing I won't do
Nothing I won't do to feel your love

I say whatever you want
Nothing I won't do to feel your love
My heart belongs to you
I say whatever you need
Oh, yeah
I'll be right here for you

Whatever you need
My heart belong to you
Whatever you need
There's nothing I won't do

I say whatever you want
My heart belongs to you
I say whatever you need

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Let Go - Lyrics - Jesse Powell

Title: Let Go
Artist: Jesse Powell
Composer(s): Daryl Simmons

Lyric:
I know that you need me, mmm
So baby I dare you to release it
Baby you know that I'll take you there
You want me, sexually, ooh

You know I'll go all the way
So baby don't tease me, ooh
It wouldn't be fair
I can see that you're feelin'

Every time that I touch you there
Nothing is wrong with gettin' it on
Ooh, lets go,
Let's flow, baby it's been too long

Baby just let go
(Let go)
And don't fight
(Baby don't you fight it)
Ah, baby 'cause I know
(I know all the things you like)

If you just let go, baby it's alright
'Cause I wanna groove with you
Wanna lay with you
Whatever you want me to do

Baby I'll love you, like a good wine
Work on you slowly baby, you know that I'll take my time
I know you've got a little freak in you
Ooh, I'm down, right now for whatever you choose

Baby just let go
(Let go), and don't fight
(Baby don't you fight it)
Ah, baby 'cause I know
(I know all the things you like)

If you just let go, baby it's alright
'Cause I wanna groove with you
Wanna lay with you
Whatever you want me to do

Come on baby you can't hold out forever
Don't you wanna taste of my love, my love
You know I won't let you down, baby
If you just let go, I'll show you right now

So how are you feelin', mmm
Was it alright, was I what you been needin'
Baby you can't hold the love inside
You and me can make a little history
Ooh, baby let's make love all night
(All night)

Baby just let go
(Let go)
And don't fight
(Baby don't you fight it)
Ah, baby 'cause I know
(I know all the things you like)

If you just let go, baby it's alright
'Cause I wanna groove with you
Wanna lay with you
Whatever you want me to do

Baby just let go
(Let go)
And don't fight
(Baby don't you fight it)
Ah, baby 'cause I know
(I know all the things you like)

If you just let go, baby it's alright
'Cause I wanna groove with you
Wanna lay with you
Whatever you want me to do

Baby just let go
(Let go)
And don't fight
(Baby don't you fight it)
Ah, baby 'cause I know
(I know all the things you like)

If you just let go, baby it's alright
'Cause I wanna groove with you
Wanna lay with you
Whatever you want me to do

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Whatever U Want - Lyrics - Christina Milian

Title: Whatever U Want
Artist: Christina Milian
Composer(s): Khaleef Chiles, Andre Lamont Morton, Lambert Antho Waldrip Ii, James Banks, Bradley David Spalter, Henderson Thigpen Jr., Aleese Simmons

Lyric:
Once again it's on and we gonna ride out
Once again till dawn, cut the lights out
Once again till morn keep the lights out
Till the end of the song

You're feelin' me
And it's got you all fired up
Tryin' to walk away
'Cause you don't want your heart tied up

But I can feel the proof when you're holdin' me
Like to let you think you're controllin' me
Even thought that ain't the deal
When I want I take the wheel, and I know

Can't hide that you're really into me
Hold is so tight I can barely breathe
'Cause you know I keep it real
Giving you what you can feel

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

You're frontin' like
You don't want no one to know
But it's in your eyes
That you don't want me to know

But I can feel the proof when you're holdin' me
Like to let you think you're controllin' me
Even thought that ain't the deal
When I want I take the wheel 'cause I know

Can't hide that you're really into me
Hold is so tight I can barely breathe
'Cause you know I keep it real
Giving you what you can feel

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

We gonna get it started, okay
Now go get the party jumpin' like me
Who crunk it like me
Lotta of guys here but none is like me

Though some could try to be
With two or three chains up under the white tee
And I got two or three dames that's comin' tonight
See 'em, done tonight, leave

Like one eyed peace
Only Mike puts up numbers like these
And he's no longer playin'
But neither am I, so

What I'm sayin' is hop in the deuce seater with I
'Cause you know with them boots and that beater you fly
Other dudes act to cheap with the pie, won't drop a few pennies
Or cop you a guinea, but I'll cop you as many

Toast till the bottle's all empty
Like pardon the Bravado in me
Us two that's a plan somehow
Get to know each other later, let's dance for now, c'mon

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Feelin' the flow, don't stop it
Whatever u need I'll be

Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that's me
Whatever u want I got it
Whatever u need that, that's me

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Kwon - U Ain'T Gotta Like Me - Lyrics - Hood Hop - J

Title: Kwon - U Ain'T Gotta Like Me
Album: Hood Hop
Artist: J
Composer(s): Mark Williams, Jerrell C Jones, Joe Kent

Lyric:
I'm gettin' sick and tired, yeah
I'm gettin' sick and tired
Very sick and tired, homie

If I had a Coupe right now, it would be on E
Sometimes I feel unpretty than TLC
Raise your hands motherfucker if you feel like me
Live like me and you know what's real like me
Spit for the cats who ain't got none and humble too
But damn, fuck I'm sick and humble too
It ain't over, it just feel like it crumble boo
Now since you, shit I wanna rumble too

Now if you're sick and tired, say it quick, say it proud
If you're sick and tired, say it now, say it loud
Finally got the crowd to poppin', ain't afraid of coppin'
Every reppin' St. Louis and ain't stoppin'
I'm sick and tired of this lame brain shit
Kwon gettin' money, nah Kwon gettin' fits
Say whatever you say, how you say it's about me
How can this crowd be sick and tired without me?

You ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
And I ain't gotta like you
You ain't gotta like me
And you ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
First time it's fuck me
Then nigga it's fuck you

You ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
And I ain't gotta like you
You ain't gotta like me
And you ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
First time it's fuck me
Then nigga it's fuck you

I've been bamboozled, too many times for fuckin' losin'
Dogg I'm sick and I'm sick and tired of you dudes
Keep a deuce deuce tucked in the roof
Fuck a stash in the car, I got hash in the car
Look at ass they chick, I got ass in they jar
I'm tired of these hoes tryin' to tell Kwon to go and rob
I'm a gangsta motherfucker, fuck who you are
I told you Kwon to drink it then piss on the bar

I don't give a damn and you niggaz know it
Dirty you pussy and when you pussy, J-Kwon gon' show it
Guns I hold it, and you don't want to get to trippin'
One squeeze of the trigger, err body limpin'
I'm from a block, where err body Crippin'
Err body sniffin' and err body pimpin'
J-Kwon and Track Boyz, this is the take off
And dude, I'm sick and tired until this shit take off

You ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
And I ain't gotta like you
You ain't gotta like me
And you ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
First time it's fuck me
Then nigga it's fuck you

You ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
And I ain't gotta like you
You ain't gotta like me
And you ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
First time it's fuck me
Then nigga it's fuck you

I'm hot summin' like Jay-Z
(Yah' mean?)
How's that? 'cause I clap
(Yah' mean?)
It back
(Yah' mean?)
Strapped
(Hella green)
Man you know they clap
(Yah' mean?)
Keep a stash in the dash, put out I'm rollin'
Bought or stolen, I'm Hollywood like Hulk, Hogan
Cardboard niggaz they too often to start, foldin'
Don't get mad at me 'cause a chick jaw, swollen
'Cause I keep gettin' heaters
(Yeah)

I'm like Maxa million, I'll make you smack yourself with ya dick beaters
You're click's sweeter, you don't have the time niggaz
On the block, he don't never wanna battle rhyme niggaz
Perceivin' me right huh? I shine like a light what?
Diamonds so bright, I brought light to the night club
Fuckin' wit Kwon, you must really like slugs
I'm the black Brad Pitt and this is the Fight Club

You ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
And I ain't gotta like you
You ain't gotta like me
And you ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
First time it's fuck me
Then nigga it's fuck you

You ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
And I ain't gotta like you
You ain't gotta like me
And you ain't gotta like me
I ain't gotta like you
First time it's fuck me
Then nigga it's fuck you

Ya under, ya dig what I'm sayin'?
You see what I'm sayin'?
I'm truly blessed right now, you know
J-Kwon nigga, I'm hot nigga
I told y'all I was gettin' hot
I'm wit my man Big B nigga
It's Show off nigga
Show off

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Hot Thing - Lyrics - Ear Drum - Talib Kweli

Title: Hot Thing
Album: Ear Drum
Artist: Talib Kweli
Composer(s): Gregg Diamond, Talib Kweli Greene, Johnny Guitar Watson, William Adams

Lyric:
Yeah, special dedication
I'm sending this one out to you
And you and you and you
I said to you and you and you

She cold blooded, I love how we meltin' the ice
She like the sunshine of my life
'Coz all I see is a hot thing and you're my hot thing
And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing

Word, you keep my dark sky lit up at night
So bright that you blindin' my sight
'Cuz all I see is a hot thing and you're my hot thing
And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing

Word, somebody like a flick, it got surprisin' twists
I write the script, the main character, your thighs and hips
Award for best supportin' role go to your eyes and lips
The way you move your body got 'em stiff like a hieroglyph

I watched you dance across the floor to the title track
You 'bout to get me 'Off The Wall' like you Michael Jack'
I make a scribe in your beauty, my sacred duty
I will write a song, write a book, write a play, make a movie

Hey, hey, hey, hey, special dedication

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Yo, I love your country ass, I love your city sass
I love how your normal ways, you catch so pretty fast
These dudes are pretty crass, harass you in your past
I love how you snap back and get the last laugh

I love the way your crib smell like Votivo candle incense
The white voice you use on the phone when you handle business
I love it when you freaky, I love when you a lady
Rockin' door knockers from the late 80s, raisin' babies

I love her, God bless you, your body somethin' special
I love to play connect the dots with your facial freckles
No need for fashion policin' because I love your style
Whatever happen to Shanice, baby, 'I Love Your Smile?

I might be fallin' in love, should I let her know?
A pimp told me if I love her, I should let her go
I sing her praises every time they play this instrumental
'Coz she instrumental to my life, to my life, to my life

Hey, hey, hey, hey, special dedication

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

I love how we meltin' the ice
You like the sunshine of my life
'Coz all I see is a hot thing and you're my hot thing
And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing

Word, you keep my dark sky lit up at night
So bright that you blinding my sight
'Coz all I see is a hot thing and you're my hot thing
And you're my hot thing and you're my hot thing

Word, lemme take you by the hand
You need to tell your man, don't fight it, damn
Have you groupied out like excited fans
I promise you'll be climbin' walls like Spider-Man
Knees bucklin', you'll hit the floor when you try to stand up

So you drop it like it's hot, oh so heavy
You and me, we can leave now, we can go steady
How about we be jetty because I'm so ready
To bounce like a '64 Chevy, word

Hey, hey, hey, hey, special dedication

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

Good love, you a sexy thing
And all I'm sayin' is you got something I like
Love that you like it
Love that you like it, love that you like it

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Monday, August 23, 2010

Across The Border - Lyrics - The Movement - Harlem World

Title: Across The Border
Album: The Movement
Artist: Harlem World
Composer(s): Stason Betha, Andre Hudson, Julio Colon, Mason Betha, Chauncey Hawkins, Michael Foster

Lyric:
It was the middle of June me and my grand mama
Had some free time flew to Panama
I was playin' the bar sippin' a Margarita
When this chick from Argentina her name Armenita
She told me you could make some fast cash
You help me change my name from Vasquez to your name
Take me to your domain
Trick you must be out yo' brain
She said it's no game my pops got tons of cocaine
And you could have some if you get me on your plane
I said here the dealie, you sound silly
Think hard, there gotta be another way to get you a green card

Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It 'id be like paradise, baby

Rosalie you don't know who I suppose to be
But whatever you wanna be? You can come go wit' me
Her last thoughts thinking I'mma get her a passport
Whatever you need ma, just ask for it
Now she lunch meat, she look at J like she home free

J, can you really get me in your country?

No lie, I can do whatever I mo' tie, so fly
Mami started offering me chochas
Certainly the way she flirt wit' me
If I get her in the US she work for free
Though she nice to me, I'm runnin' twice the G
For the right price, she could be a wife to me

Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It 'id be like paradise, baby

- Hey girl, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
But if you cross me, you lost me forever, baby

I got a girl out in Asia, name Malaysia
Who was a real bad chick that owns a Bodega
She wanted me to save her and make her life greater
'Cause her dad hates her and rapes her
She tried to get some paper
When you wanna leave, I'mma take ya
In fact, pack ya things, I got a crib in Jamaica
Mami, mi casa a su casa
We could do the salsa so, que pasa?
She said she had money but it was all in trust funds
But I could get a lump sum if I can get her through customs
So bring the cake, we gon' swing outta state
I'mma make you dream when you awake
Yo Loon, sing the break, what

Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It 'id be like paradise, baby

In the middle of Nicaragua, met a mami named Talia
Weren't plain, then I caught a boat wit' this dumb dame
An immigrant, marry her, make her legitimate
Illiterate, mess wit' Hud, she don't consider it
She said pa, llevame contigo
Lean dough and I'mma pay yo' peoples
This retard chick started looking at me hard
She gassed up thinkin' I'mma get her a green card
And she don't know that she ain't coming wit' me
And I don't stuck up for some hundreds of G's
And while I see her standing there lookin' around
Huddy took the money, slid outta town, what? uh?

Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It 'id be like paradise, baby

Rosalie you don't know who I suppose to be
But whatever you wanna be? You can come go wit' me
Her last thoughts thinking I'mma get her a passport
Whatever you need ma, just ask for it
Now she lunch meat, she look at J like she home free

I mean this

Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It 'id be like paradise, baby

Rosalie you don't know who I suppose to be
But whatever you wanna be? You can come go wit' me
Her last thoughts thinking I'mma get her a passport
Whatever you need ma, just ask for it
Now she lunch meat, she look at J like she home free

I mean this

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Whatever - Lyrics - Wrath Of The Math - Jeru The Damaja

Title: Whatever
Album: Wrath Of The Math
Artist: Jeru The Damaja
Composer(s): Mayfield Jr Small, Kendrick Davis, Chris Martin

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Lyric:
Ayo, what's up? There's a lotta motherfuckers out here
With a style similar to mine nowadays
You know what I mean? Be tryin' to like

They infiltrated the camp and now they
They wanna take the style and claim it for their owns, ya know
But I'mma blow'em up 'cause it's just like
Whatever you know what I'm sayin'?

It's too strategical and mathematical
I rotate so fast that I appear invisible
I keep the chemical but never subliminal
The force centrifugal and spiritual

You got static? You are grounded 'cause I've mastered electrical
Mostly mental but don't sleep on the physical
Ignorance got'em chatterin', one even said I was a son to him
Still my L P is fatter than his or yours, took a two-year pause
Now that I'm back on the set my foes drop like hoe's drawers

In a brothel, only dealin' with what's logical
Applied science left MC's penetrable
The leader's stroke is apocalyptic
Hostile like Arabics in Israel with automatics
And if you want it, the monks can make it hectic
Set it off, fire burn up Jack Frost and Santa Claus

Whatever you want to do, make it clever
Whatever, whatever, whatever

And to all y'all crews, whatever

Bound to blow up, but never disintegratin'
The ultimate MC equation, ferromagnetic
Ask my pops, it's genetic that's why I'm a weed head
And not the alcoholic, call it whatever you want to call it
Devils just know that it's some form of arithmetic

Hieroglyphic, 'cause you can picture this shit
The state of hip-hop today is like hookers in politics
Got MC in' locked down like a convict
Blowin' up opposition as I maneuver through it

And to make sure it's over stood, I stick around
Popular like crime in ghetto neighborhoods
Rock my crown like Shaka did, hold it down
Fuck your mind up like Joe Jackson kids, check it out

So whatever you want to do, make it clever
Whatever, whatever, whatever

I gotta do my thing, I represent
And to all y'all crews, whatever
I gotta do my thing, I represent
And to all y'all crews, whatever
I gotta do my thing, I represent
And to all y'all crews, whatever

[Incomprehensible]
Whatever

Fire, flames, heat up the competition
Spontaneous combustion, like the Pope's religion
Your style of emcee in' is Paganism
Your rhymes make no sense, just like a Roman Christian

But your niggas soup you up like Lipton
The Gwong Jan Lin of underground emcee in' strikes again
The snake bites again, but I'm immune to the poisonous venom
Ask the devil, he knows I'm dangerous

Freak on the mike but not sexual, call me unalike
'Cause my rhymes are never homo
Make you sad, like when Cher left Sonny Bono
Fire burn, Giuliani, Pataki and Cuomo

Whatever you want to do, make it clever
Whatever, whatever, whatever

I gotta do my thing, I represent
And to all y'all crews, whatever

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

What You Gonna Do? - Lyrics - Everything New - Natalie

Title: What You Gonna Do?
Album: Everything New
Artist: Natalie
Composer(s): Natalie Nicole Alvarado, Oscar Salinas, Bernard James Freeman, Juan Salinas

Lyric:
Play-N-Skillz
So what you gonna do?
What you, what you gonna do wit it?

Well, it's the King of the Trill, Bun B on the flip
Comin' down, drippin' that candy with grain and grip
You see my tippin' my fours, see me bangin' my screws
See me lookin' for something jazzy baby, just like you

So what you gonna do?
So what you gonna do?
So what you gonna do?

What you gonna do if I say
I'm gonna leave with you tonight, tonight, tonight?
What you gonna do if I say
I'm gonna leave with you tonight, tonight, tonight?

So you can call me up and you can pick me up
We can do whatever you wanna do
I know you wanna touch, well, let me know what's up
We can do whatever you wanna do

I spotted you and I noticed how you were lookin' at it
It's up to you, however you want to get at it
Well, make your move
'Cause I'll be waitin' for you tonight, tonight, tonight

So can I roll with you?
You can roll with me
It's what you wanna do
Let me know, girl

So I'll be down with you
You'll be down with me
It's what you wanna do
Let me know, boy

I got the whip outside
When you're ready, we can go
It's sittin' on them thang
So you know we about to roll

I'm tryin' to get at you
So you can leave with me tonight, tonight, tonight

So what you gonna do?
What you, what you gonna do wit it?

What you gonna do if I say
I'm gonna leave with you tonight, tonight, tonight?
What you gonna do if I say
I'm gonna leave with you tonight, tonight, tonight?

So you can call me up and you can pick me up
We can do whatever you wanna do
I know you wanna touch, well, let me know what's up
We can do whatever you wanna do

I like the way you comin' at me, boy, it feels good
You put it down like I know you would
It's me and you alone, boy, let's take our time
Ain't no need to rush, we'll do what's on your mind

So can I roll with you?
You can roll with me
It's what you wanna do
Let me know, girl

So I'll be down with you
You'll be down with me
It's what you wanna do
Let me know, boy

I got the whip outside
When you're ready, we can go
It's sittin' on them thang
So you know we about to roll

I'm tryin' to get at you
So you can leave with me tonight, tonight, tonight

So what you gonna do?
What you, what you gonna do wit it?

You wanna go with a rider, you wanna ball out in style
Well, get behind the wheel with the trill
I'll make it worth your while
I'll show you just how it feels to live like a queen
And cut you out a slice of life, baby that you've never seen

The best cars, clothes, cribs and shine
Not to mention the thug love makin' to blow your mind
Anytime she want more than just a one hitter quitter
She already know, call me up and mayne, I'm comin' to get her
So what you gonna do?

What you gonna do if I say
I'm gonna leave with you tonight, tonight, tonight?
What you gonna do if I say
I'm gonna leave with you tonight, tonight, tonight?

So you can call me up and you can pick me up
We can do whatever you wanna do
I know you wanna touch, well, let me know what's up
We can do whatever you wanna do

Play-N-Skillz, Natalie
King of the Trill, Bun B, H-Town

So what you gonna do?
What you, what you gonna do wit it?

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Make U Scream - Lyrics - Cassidy

Title: Make U Scream
Artist: Cassidy
Composer(s): William Earl Collins, Barry Reese, George Jr. Clinton, Gary Lee Cooper, Calvin Broadus, Kasseem Dean

Lyric:
I'd like to make sweet love to you
What you say you tryin' to do, huh?
I'll make you scream like
And shout like and sing
Do di do do di do do do
Now what you say?
I'd like to make sweet love to you

You ain't right for me girl
Listen I'll make you scream like
And shout like and sing
Do di do do di do do do
Now what you say?
I'd like to make sweet love to you

Okay
I was told you ain't got it nice until you got a wife
But now I'm a baller 'cuz, never gone fall in love
Psyche that's a damn lie
Ladies put ya hands high
Every man should try to get a woman to stand by

It's called devotion, emotions could make a man cry
But ma wipe ya tears and just stare in that man eyes
Prove that you there for him, prove that you care for him
That's how you gotta act, prove that you got his back

Prove that you not a rat
Don't creep and ho around, hold him down
'Cause you know what comes around goes around
And I'm older now and it might sound kinda weird
But man all them damn AIDS commercials got me kinda scared

I'd like to make sweet love to you
What you say you tryin' to do, huh?
I'll make you scream like
And shout like, and sing
Do di do do di do do do
Now what you say?
I'd like to make sweet love to you

You ain't right for me girl
Listen I'll make you scream like
And shout like,and sing
Do di do do di do do do
Now what you say?
I'd like to make sweet love to you

You ever laid on some pink mink sheets blowin' swishers
Holdin' on some champagne while doing ya damn thang
Caressin' on the world main, adressin' you is no pain
Betty Wright is playing, no pain no gain

I did it for the hell of it, hit it now you tell a bitch
Now she want a little bit, I did it for the smell of it
It's relevant and evident, yeah girl you heaven sent
I love the way you break and take all the evidence

Pimping cause I'm staying in your mothafucking residence
While you out bringing me back the dead presidents
You can say that I got you
I do it cause I have to, plus I feel like I got too

I'll make you scream like
And shout like, and sing
Do di do do di do do do
Now what you say?
I'd like to make sweet love to you

You ain't right for me girl
Listen I'll make you scream like
And shout like, and sing
Do di do do di do do do
Now what you say?
I'd like to make sweet love to you

Sis if you make love to me, kissin' and huggin' me
Lickin' and rubbin' me, it'll get ugly
The bed got a mink spread getting all cuddly
Pop bub' the hot tub getting all bubbly

You don't even gotta ask, all my girls got it bad
Closet full of Prada bags and I ain't even gotta brag
Yeah I keep them looking real, go 'head you can push the wheel
And if ya face tough I might wake up and cook a meal

Whatever you ask for it's yours
We can go to my bungalow over in Tahiti with the glass floors
Fish swimming 'round, the moonlight shimmer down
I got the bomb stroke, girl get ya spine broke

I'll make you scream like
And shout like, and sing
Do di do do di do do do
Now what you say?
I'd like to make sweet love to you

You ain't right for me girl
Listen I'll make you scream like
And shout like, and sing
Do di do do di do do do
Now what you say?
I'd like to make sweet love to you

I'll make you scream like
And shout like, and sing
Do di do do di do do do
Now what you say?
I'd like to make sweet love to you

You ain't right for me girl
Listen I'll make you scream like
And shout like, and sing
Do di do do di do do do
Now what you say?
I'd like to make sweet love to you

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Friday, August 13, 2010

Whatever You Want - Lyrics - Superhero - Brian Mcknight

Title: Whatever You Want
Album: Superhero
Artist: Brian Mcknight
Composer(s): Brian Kelly Mcknight, Antonio Lamar Dixon, Anthony Nance, Brion James

Lyric:
Did you have a bad day?
Well, sometimes should go that way
But come here let me rub your feet
Baby I know just what you need so
Move along to your back
Or maybe you'd like to take a bath well
Come on in, the water's fine
All you gotta do is ask for

Whatever you want, whatever you need
I'm takin' this from A to Z tonight
Girl I'll take it nice and slow
It's not about me, it's whatever you like
Girl I'll try to be your man for life
Baby you don't have to go, no not tonight

Forget all about the pain
Let my fingers take the pain away
Lay back, relax your mind
Don't think about the time 'cause we got all night
Don't worry 'bout a thing
For you I'll do anything
Just wanna make it clear
I'm so glad I got your here

Whatever you want, whatever you need
I'm takin' this from A to Z tonight
Girl I'll take it nice and slow
It's not about me, it's whatever you like
Girl I'll try to be your man for life
Baby you don't have to go

You're the only one that matters
I'll never leave you, I just wanna please you
Girl you know how much I need you
Baby I swear, don't have to worry
Be there for you, I got to have you, in my life

Whatever you want, whatever you need
We're takin' this from A to Z tonight
Girl I'll take it nice and slow
It's not about me, it's whatever you like
Girl I'll try to be your man for life
Baby you don't have to go
...

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Idiot Music - Lyrics - Zeromancer

Title: Idiot Music
Artist: Zeromancer
Composer(s): Kim Ljung

Lyric:
It's the words you don't say
That keeps ringing in my ear
I feel like an idiot
To think that you really cared

It's the kiss you don't blow
That I keep brushing off my chin
It's the punch you don't throw
That keeps hurting within

I only loved you
I only loved you

It's the words you don't say
That keeps ringing in my ear
I feel like an idiot
To think that you really cared

It's the kiss you don't blow
That I keep brushing off my chin
It's the punch you don't throw
That keeps hurting within

I only loved you
I only loved you

Whatever you do
Whatever you say
Whatever you do
Whatever you say

It's the words you don't scream
That being sucked back in
A dream within a dream
It's not what you've seen

It's what you don't understand
That makes you sharper than
The ones who
Take advantage of you

I only loved you
I only loved you

Whatever you do
Whatever you say
Whatever you do
Whatever you say

Sick of this music
Sick of this music
Sick of this music

Sick of this music
Sick of this music
Sick of this music
Sick of this music

Sick of this music
Sick of this music
Sick of this music
Sick of this

Sick of this music
Sick of this music
Sick of this music
Sick of this music

Whatever you do
Whatever you say
Whatever you do
Whatever you say

I only loved you
A cellular goodbye

I only loved you
(Whatever you do)
(Whatever you say)
(Whatever you do)
(Whatever you say)

I only loved you
A cellular goodbye
I only loved you

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Friday, August 13, 2010

Hot Like Fire - Lyrics - Irresistible - Jessica Simpson

Title: Hot Like Fire
Album: Irresistible
Artist: Jessica Simpson
Composer(s): Mark Cory Rooney

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Lyric:
Jessica, you are never going to believe
What I am looking at right now
What are you talking about?
You know your man
Mr. Wonderful
The guy you're always talking about

I know he's so hot, right?
Yeah, hot, whatever, okay, anyways
He is all up on that girl, Coop
Coop?
What are you talking about?
Yes, I'm telling you girl he's playing you

Jessica, I'm serious, he is all over her believe
Whatever, I don't believe you
Jess, I swear it's true
I was watching 'em
I can see 'em right now
It's so disgusting
You guys

I'm serious, you better call him up right now
What do I do? What do I say?
I don't know but I'm looking at him
I mean you gotta tell him the truth
You gotta tell him how it is
He's playing me?
He's playing you so bad

You told me that you would always
Be the only thing that I'd ever need
And all my friends that they were never good enough
Be with me

You want me to stay at home
And like a fool, I did for you
Now I see the game that you playin' on me
Oh

You go out with your friends at night
Like it's alright
'Cause you're hot like fire
Other girls call your cell phone, boy
You can't help yourself
'Cause you're hot like fire

You didn't know she was my best friend, baby
You just played yourself
'Cause you're hot like fire
Baby, don't try to run the game on me
'Cause it's plain to see that you're hot like fire
Fire like, fire like, fire

You said you loved me, baby
And never will fall apart
You even told me once that
You've suffered from a broken heart

Made plans to share a summer romance
A dream for two
Just me and you
But now I see what you're really about

You go out with your friends at night
Like it's alright
'Cause you're hot like fire
Other girls call your cell phone, boy
You can't help yourself
'Cause you're hot like fire

You didn't know she was my best friend, baby
You just played yourself
'Cause you're hot like fire
Baby, don't try to run the game on me
'Cause it's plain to see that you're hot like fire

Fire like, fire like, fire
Fire like, fire like, fire
Fire like, fire like, fire
Fire like, fire like, fire

Oh, tell me who'd you think I was
Did you think I was your fool
Maybe you've taken other girls for a ride before
But I got your number

See baby, I can play your game
And you can tell me how it feels
'Cause everything you've ever done to me
Can be done right back to you

"Hello?"

Maybe you thought you could play me
Thought that you would make a little move and fake me
So honey, I don't need to be
Just another quick notch on your belt, not me

I'll never be a prize on your shelf
A real player, you'll never be
You need to run your game
On someone else instead of me

Look at you now, poor baby
You're so through
So tell me how it feels
Now that someone is playing you

You go out with your friends at night
Like it's alright
'Cause you're hot like fire
Other girls call you your cell phone, boy
You can't help yourself
'Cause you're hot like fire

You didn't know she was my bestfriend, baby
You just played yourself
'Cause you're hot like fire
Baby, don't try to run the game on me
'Cause it's plain to see that you're hot like fire

You go out with your friends at night
Like it's alright
'Cause you're hot like fire
Other girls call you your cell phone, boy
You can't help yourself
'Cause you're hot like fire

You didn't know she was my best friend, baby
You just played yourself
'Cause you're hot like fire
Baby don't try to run the game on me
'Cause it's plain to see that you're hot like fire

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