I Will Come Through - Lyrics - Sister Hazel

Title: I Will Come Through
Artist: Sister Hazel
Composer(s): Jeff Beres, Ryan Carter Newell, Mark E. Trojanowski, Andrew Copeland, Ken Block

Lyric:
If you save you love me
I will be a fortunate man
Drop your inhibitions
Lay them on the ground
Where you stand

The only thing
I'll change is everything
Oh, come on won't you let me
I will lift you up

Maybe I'm
Not very pretty
But I'm all that I got

So if you think
About letting me in
You'll never worry
About nothing again

If you let me love you
I will come through
If you let me love you
I will come through

If you let me love you
I will come through
I will come through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'll celebrate you woman
Carry you above everyone, yeah
And in the shady hours
I will be your midnight sun

The only thing
I'll change is everything
Oh, baby won't you let me
I will lift you up

I'd rather spend
A moment with you
Than forever with anyone

So if you think
About letting me in
You'll never worry
About nothing again

If you let me love you
I will come through
If you let me love you
I will come through

If you let me love you
I will come through
I will come through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

So if your gonna let me
I will come through
If you let me love you
I will come through

If you let me love you
I will come through
I will come through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Let me love you
I will come through
Let me love you
I will come through

Let me love you
I will come through
Let me love you
I will come through

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52 - Pick Yourself Up - Lyrics - It's Pronounced Five Two - Kj

Title: 52 - Pick Yourself Up
Album: It's Pronounced Five Two
Artist: Kj
Composer(s): Todd Collins, Michael Ripoll, Jonah Sorrentino

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Lyric:
No matter what you're dealing with
No matter what you're going through
Can't stay stuck there, you got to pick yourself up
God will give you the strength to do it, come on

You've gotta pick yourself up
(Come on)
You've gotta pick yourself up
(You gotta pick yourself up)

You've gotta pick yourself up
If you fall down get yourself up
(If you fall down, get up)

What are you dealing with?
(What)
What are you going through?
(Tell me)
Are you feeling just like you'll never make it through?

Well, is it something in your past that still troubles you?
(I don't know, maybe)
Well, I've been there too and this is what I say to you
(Well, come on)

See God'll forgive every time that ask Him to
(Every single time)
There ain't a thing to big for Him, now, that He can't do
(Naw nothin')

He's got a lot of love to give, it's right here for you
(It's right here)
But are you gonna take it? Well, that's up to you
(Come on bring it)

You, you know that you can carry on
(Now, do you know it?)
Anything that you're going through
(Anything)
Don't you know that He'll get you through
(Every single time)

You've gotta pick yourself up
You've gotta pick yourself up
(You gotta pick yourself up)
You've gotta pick yourself up
(Come on)

If you fall down get yourself up
(If you fall down get yourself up)
You've gotta pick yourself up
(You gotta pick yourself up)
You've gotta pick yourself up
(Come on)

You've gotta pick yourself up
(Don't you stay down)
If you fall down get yourself up
(Don't you give up)

Now did you mess up
Or did something your not supposed to?
And everybody they pointing a finger
Now just trying to blame you
(Well)

How quick did you forget how much He really loves?
(Come on)
Do you realize right now how much He's thinking of you?
(How much?)

No matter what you did
(Naw)
No matter where you been
(No matter)

You can start over
You can get a second chance again
(A second chance)

There's no sin just small or even just too big for Him
(Naw, no there's nothing)
Or you can pick yourself up and you can live again
(Bring it)

You, you know that you can carry on
(And you can carry on, anything)
Anything that you're going through
(Anything, don't you know it?)
Don't you know that He'll get you through
(He'll get you through every single time)

You've gotta pick yourself up
(You gotta pick yourself up)
You've gotta pick yourself up
(Come on)

You've gotta pick yourself up
(You've gotta)
If you fall down get yourself up
(If you fall down, get yourself up)

You've gotta pick yourself up
(He will give you strength)
You've gotta pick yourself up
(You can make it through, no matter)

You've gotta pick yourself up
(You've gotta pick yourself up)
If you fall down get yourself up
(Take me to the place)

(Come on sing it, girl)
It's gonna be alright
(Alright)
Come on now dry your eyes
(Dry your eyes)

He's gonna hold you tight
(Hold you tight)
And never gonna leave your side
(Never leave you, come on)

It's gonna be alright
(It's gonna be alright)
Come on now, dry your eyes
(Dry your eyes)

He's gonna hold you tight
(He will always hold you tight)
And never gonna leave your side
(And never gonna leave you, bring it)

You've gotta pick yourself up
You've gotta pick yourself up
You've gotta pick yourself up
(You've gotta pick yourself up)
If you fall down get yourself up
(Come on)

You've gotta pick yourself up
(You've gotta)
You've gotta pick yourself up
(If you fall down, get your self up)

You've gotta pick yourself up
(That'll give you strength)
If you fall down get yourself up
(You can make it through)

You've gotta pick yourself up
(No matter)
You've gotta pick yourself up
(Come on)

You've gotta pick yourself up
(If you fall down, get yourself up)
If you fall down get yourself up
(You've gotta pick yourself up)

You've gotta pick yourself up
(Come on)
You've gotta pick yourself up
You've gotta pick yourself up

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Where Did He Go - Lyrics - In a Perfect World... - Keri Hilson

Title: Where Did He Go
Album: In a Perfect World...
Artist: Keri Hilson
Composer(s): Floyd Nathaniel Hills, Keri Lynn Hilson, Timothy Z. Mosley

Lyric:
Everybody's tellin' me to wait for you to call back
Can you tell me where did he go?
But I don't ever want another girl to come and get that
Can you tell me where did he go?

My train of thought is gunnin'
And now you're runnin' on the same track
Can you tell me where did he go?
And now you're leavin' me to have to find out where you been at

I'm a mess right now, out of order
I'm torn up, I'm goin' down
Won't you hold me together? I'm pourin' out
I need you that's how I feel

I refuse to believe
You do not think of me like I do you
If I'm right then show me come through
'Cause I been needin' you lately

I refuse to believe
You do not think of me like I do you
If I'm right then show me come through
'Cause I been needin' you lately

People always askin' me what is got me wearin' all black
Can you tell me where did he go?
Stressin' got the best of me, I really need to fall back
Can you tell me where did he go?

Wish I never said that you and me could never go back
Can you tell me where did he go?
But I just wasn't thinkin'
Can't you see I didn't mean that?

I'm a mess right now, out of order
I'm torn up, I'm goin' down
Won't you hold me together? I'm pourin' out
I need you that's how I feel

I refuse to believe
You do not think of me like I do you
If I'm right then show me come through
'Cause I been needin' you lately

I refuse to believe
You do not think of me like I do you
If I'm right then show me come through
'Cause I been needin' you lately

Can you tell me where did he go?
Tell me, tell me
Where did he go? Where did he go?
Tell me

Because I'm a mess right now, out of order
I'm torn up, I'm goin' down
Won't you hold me together? I'm pourin' out
I need you that's how I feel

I refuse to believe
You do not think of me like I do you
If I'm right then show me come through
'Cause I been needin' you lately

I refuse to believe
You do not think of me like I do you
If I'm right then show me come through
'Cause I been needin' you lately

I refuse to believe
You do not think of me like I do you
If I'm right then show me come through
'Cause I been needin' you lately

Can you tell me where did you go?
Hear me, hear me now
Can you tell me where did you go?
Hear me, oh

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Come With Me - Lyrics - Touch - Amerie

Title: Come With Me
Album: Touch
Artist: Amerie
Composer(s): Rich Harrison

Lyric:
Look, you don't have to take this
You can come with me

So hard to believe she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

I just couldn't believe, believe it babe
That she would go and treat you that way
Especially after all the craziness you took
It just ain't necessary

I can feel the tears that you cry at night
'Cause I know what love supposed to be like
Every little kiss and hug that she put aside
Baby if you want to I can make it right

So hard to believe, she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

Never could ever find the words to tell you babe
How I felt so deep inside
Didn't want to be too bold
Didn't want to hate on your girl but now

I can let you know that its wrong what you're going through
You deserve the same love I see in you
Given back a hundred fold baby I would do
Show you love that you've never seen, never knew

So hard to believe she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

It won't be the same
If you come with me
If you come with me
If you come with me
If you come with me

You won't feel no pain
If you come with me
If you come with me
If you come with me
If you come with me

So hard to believe she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

So hard to believe she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

So hard to believe she left you alone all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though
So hard to be strong 'cause she left you alone, all alone
I know babe, you can come with me though

I know you're alone, you can come with me though
I know you feel pain, you can come with me though
I know you feel hurt, you can come with me though
It wouldn't be the same, if you come with me though

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Life Stories - Lyrics - Overtones - Just Jack

Title: Life Stories
Album: Overtones
Artist: Just Jack
Composer(s): Jack Christopher Allsopp

Lyric:
This is for every life story, every detail
Ex-dotcom millionaires with shitty jobs in retail
Every ingrown toenail, pile of junk mail
Drivin' test drive fail, vain search for the Holy Grail

Every move you make, every breath you take
Every twelve inch record your dumped girlfriend decided to break
And all the under achievin' geezers getting more lean and peezer
On melon Bacardi Breezers and skinny plastic cached reefers

And every impotent porn star
And the girls with the red lights on, doin' tricks for Mars bars
And all the ravers wishin' they were back in '89
'Cause everythin' was so much better the first time
Jack, jack, jack, jack your body

And all the bastards lookin' for change in the station
Every money grabbin' musical collaboration
And every last member of the X generation
Addicted to the Internet drugs and masturbation

Forget me, this is all about you
Forget us, this is all about you
Forget we, this is all about you
We're just the siphon, the sounds come through

Forget me, this is all about you
Forget us, this is all about you
Forget me, this is all about you
We're just the siphon, the sounds come through

This is for every life story, every chapter
Every memory stored and photograph captured
'Cause even the most mundane things
Can shine forth like a beacon
Make your palms sweaty and knees weaken

Well, there is an awful lot of false gods speakin'
We're scratchin' in the dark for somethin' true to believe in
Just keep breathin' and hope that in the long run
That's a real hand you're tightly squeezin'

This is for everybody who got cussed down in the playground
And every bad boy who shitted when his mates weren't around
And all the bedroom DJ's perfecting their skills
And every girl with a complex and a handful of slimming pills

Forget me, this is all about you
Forget us, this is all about you
Forget we, this is all about you
We're just the siphon, the sounds come through

Forget me, this is all about you
Forget us, this is all about you
Forget we, this is all about you
We're just the siphon, the sounds come through
All about you, all about you, all about you

This is for every life story
Every intertwined tale of guts and glory
'Course some of them are nice and bright and corny
And some of them will shake your hand less warmly
Outlook still stormy

Every sweepin' saga from the here now to the hereafter
Tall tales around the campfire, tragedies of fallen empire
And everythin' that will and won't transpire
Sometimes it's just too diabolical

Carryin' our stories like DNA in hair follicles
Luggin' chronicles like baggage handlers
I'm not stickin' around, I'm shippin' out with the ramblers
Collectin' chapters of fractures and raptures

High on a cactus with a bunch of backpackers
Toastin' backwards with a shot of Cachacas
But that's another story and I'll tell it if you let me
But in the meantime just remember to forget me

Forget me, this is all about you
Forget us, this is all about you
Forget we, this is all about you
We're just the siphon, the sounds come through

Forget me, this is all about you
Forget us, this is all about you
Forget we, this is all about you
We're just the siphon, the sounds come through

All about you, all about you
All about you, sounds come through
All about you, all about you
All about you, sounds come through

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You Want This - Lyrics - Janet - Janet Jackson

Title: You Want This
Album: Janet
Artist: Janet Jackson
Composer(s): George Brown, Donald Boyce, Terry Lewis, Claydes Smith, Robert Bell, Ronald Bell, Dennis Lussier, Janet Jackson, Robert Mickens, Dennis Thomas, Frank Wilson, James Iii Harris, R. Dean Taylor, Pamela Sawyer, Richard Westfield

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Lyric:
You know you want me
You want this?

Come, come
Come, come on
Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance

Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance

Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance

My girls been goin 'round talkin'
They say that you been watchin' me, boy
I know, by the way you're talkin'
That you're really tryin' to get to me, boy

Not anyone I'll just let in my heart
You have to be hungry for me
Girls may have been easy
But you have to please me
What makes me think
That I can say this to you?
I know how bad you want this

If you want my future then
You better work it, boy
No, it won't come easy, no
I know you want this
By the time I'm through with you
You'll be beggin' me for more

Come on
You want this?

Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance
Come on, dance

I know your whole story
Because you're fine and, and you know it
You think that you can have me
Just listen closely, no it ain't so easy
Every word, you've said I have heard before

Girls may have been easy
But you have to please me
One thing I've been told
Nothin' else compares
To this lovin' body

If you want my future then
You better work it, boy
No, it won't come easy, no
I know you want this
By the time I'm through with you
You'll be beggin' me for more
So you want my lovin', no
I know you want this

If you want my future then
You better work it, boy
No, it won't come easy, no
I know you want this
By the time I'm through with you
You'll be beggin' me for more

You want this
Don't you?
You want this?
Say it

You want this? You know it's just true
You want this? You know it
You want this? You know it's just true
You want this? You know it

You want this?
You want this?
Can you handle this?
Well, come here then

Early in the mornin'
(You want this?)
Late in the evenin'
(You want this?)
Just about around midnight
(You want this?)
'Cuz you know I'll do you right baby
(You want this?)

Ooh, what's my name, boy?
(You want this?)
'Cuz you gotta say my name, boy
(You want this?)
Just a little bit louder now
(You want this?)
Just a little bit softer now
(You want this?)
I am nice and easy

You want this?
You want this?
You want this?
You want this?

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Feel Like Makin' Love - Lyrics - Love And Life - Mary J Blige

Title: Feel Like Makin' Love
Album: Love And Life
Artist: Mary J Blige
Composer(s): Steven A Jordan, Mary J Blige, Sean Combs, Mechalie S Jamison

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Lyric:
Take my hand
Lead me to another place
I never been, I wanna be, be released
Set me free

I'm not talking 'bout letting me go
But I'm just talking 'bout pulling me close
To where our bodies are becoming as one
Turn off the lights 'cause boy we've just begun

Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight
Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight

Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight
Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight

Here I am
I'm all yours for tonight
But every night it could be
You and I for a lifetime

Could have stayed all to myself
And played the game like everybody else
But boy I want you and that's no lie
Because you keep me so satisfied

Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight
Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight

Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight
Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight

It would be nice if you spend the night
Ain't nothing wrong if you treat me right
Why don't we take it nice and slow?
Hold on tight and baby don't let go

It would be nice if you spend the night
Ain't nothing wrong if you treat me right
Why don't we take it nice and slow?
Hold on tight and baby don't let go

Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight
Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight

Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight
Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight

It would be nice if you spend the night
Ain't nothing wrong if you treat me right
Why don't we take it nice and slow?
Hold on tight and baby don't let go

It would be nice if you spend the night
Ain't nothing wrong if you treat me right
Why don't we take it nice and slow?
Hold on tight and baby don't let go

Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight
Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight

Feel like making love all through the night
All through the night, come hold me tight

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Want What I Got - Lyrics - Mc Lyte

Title: Want What I Got
Artist: Mc Lyte
Composer(s): Lana Moorer, Gerard Thomas, Missy Elliott, Donald L Holmes, Aleesha Richards

Lyric:
I can rock a party with a glass of Hennessey
I know I make y'all sick with the way I boogie
My fake ass friends wanna hang out tonight
I?ll tell ?em follow me then I?ll ditch ?em at the light

I see ?em at the club, they wanna know why I?m whilin?
'Cause I smoke weed now I?m high like a pilot
Spendin? more cheese than you throw on a salad
Hand me my mike, if you ?bout it, then I?m ?bout it

Mmmm, yea I?m ?bout it
Don?t doubt it, don?t doubt it
I?m the MC Lyte but boo please don?t crowd me
'Cause my security might get rowdy
Make ?em punch you out and watch your vision go cloudy

Now all you freaks wanna speak 'cuz I?m back
Stick to your gossip like the glue to your tracks
I never liked your ass, by the way, 'cuz you?re wack
Give a dog a bone so here?s a Lyte snack

Yo, yo
Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe you ain?t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?

Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe you ain?t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?

Used to be a rookie singin? Latti Datti
Now me and Missy beco rockin? the party
Flooded Movado, ain?t I fly though
Never let ?em see you comin?, that?s my motto

I?m on it, I?m on it, I had the nigga goin?
Said I was a hot tomali, mind blowin?
It?s crucial, how some folks get bourgeois
Or bourgeois, did I lose you or did you lose me?

Either way we miles apart
I?m hittin? the ribbon, you at the start
I?m never, ever, ever, gonna let you think
That your shit don?t stink

So don?t come around here thinkin? you can?t get it
You?ll be the first to admit it
How you got punked by hip hop?s greatest
Missy and Lyte bringin? you the latest, yo, yo

Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe you ain?t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?

Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe, you ain?t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?

I treat niggas like they my hoe
Blaze ?em then I go, straight to the Nikko
Meet another Puerto Rico
Cute like tico, copy me like kinko

You know I?ma freak, yo
I don?t love them amigos
I?m straight to their pockets
Bow all their sockets

I?m plush like carpet
They wanna stick the target
I don?t give a fuck what you rock
'Cuz you see what I got, you want what I got

Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe, you ain?t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?

Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe you ain?t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?
Want what I got

Want what I got? Come through then
You at home wit? a safe you ain?t got nothin? in
Ask how I got it and keep it comin? in
From hustlin?, doublin? and publishin?

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Mr. Blue - Lyrics - Laura Nyro

Title: Mr. Blue
Artist: Laura Nyro
Composer(s): Laura Nyro

Lyric:
?Hello?, he said, ?Hello? I?d like to see you?
He said, ?Sweetheart look you know what happens
When we get together, I mean I?ve heard of liberation
But sweetheart, you?re in outer space?

Oh Mr. Blue I?ve been studying
The radar in the sky, I can almost run, fly
Listen like the animals do
I?m ready to meet the crew, yes I?m ready for you

Earth calling you
I?ve been a gypsy fire, warm desire
You?ve seen this too
Roger and out Mr. Blue

This is the song of communications
Sending out peace vibrations
Genuine cause to end our wars

Or is this the song of complications, a hopeless declaration?
Can we mend, transcend
The broken dishes of our love, our conflicts, yeah?
Can we be friends?

?Hello?, he said, ?Hello, this is your copilot?
He said, ?Yeah, look sweetheart
I?ve loved you but you can be so arrogant
And you don?t know anything about being cool?

Oh Mr. Blue I?ve been studying
The radar in the sky, measuring earth and time
The rainbows on your pillow are new
I?m a fucking mad scientist too

Baby, baby let the one who loves you come through
Baby, come through, baby come through
Earth calling you

Baby, come through, baby come through
Earth calling
(This is the song of communications)
Through, baby come through, baby come through
(Written on a peace vibration)
Earth calling
(Or is this the song of complications?)
Through, baby come through, baby come through
Earth calling

Calling, calling, calling you
Oh Mr. Blue, oh Mr. Blue, oh Mr. Blue

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Woohah - Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Title: Woohah
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Rashad Smith, Galt Macdermot, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Yah yah yah, yah yah, yah yah yah, yah yah
Yah yah yah, yah yah, yah yah yah, yah yah

When I step up in the place
Ay yo, I step correct
Woohah got you all in check
I got that head nod shit
Make you break your neck
Woohah I got you all in check

And you know we come through
To wreck the discotheque
Woohah I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air
Don't ever disrespect
Woohah I got you all in check

Busta Rhymes up in the place true indeed
Yes I catch wreck and that's word on my seed
I guarantee to give you what you need
One blood everybody like Junior Reid

Wake up every morning, yo I must up seed
Nationwide dark horse make the world stampede
Yo really let me roll some weed
Mad charged nigga now I must proceed

Yo we 'bout to make you set speed
Peace to Baby Phife, Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed
Watch me knock you out like Apollo Creed
Body blow bustin' your shit making you bleed

Just feed off dynamic flows an take heed
Need more information homeboy then just read
Ay-Ya!! you can read all about the pure breed
Do the bogle dance I'll do the pepperseed

When I step up in the place
Ay yo, I step correct
Woohah got you all in check
I got that head nod shit
Make you break your neck
Woohah I got you all in check

And you know we come through
To wreck the discotheque
Woohah I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air
Don't ever disrespect
Woohah I got you all in check

How dare you ever try to step on my suede shoes
Top Gun shut down your firm like Tom Cruise
Please let me get down and blow a fuse
Actin' fool breakin' shit down to molecules

Yo, let me hit you with my ill street blues
Busta Rhymes always headlines the street news
Woo-hah, Yo baby girl don't be confused
Sail my seven seas and enjoy my boat cruise

I know you really want to know who's
Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues
Sorry homeboy but your flow sounds used
Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules

Whenever I travel the world I land cruise
If you choose to fuck around you get bruised
Now I got you gassed on super unleaded fuels
Get me through give me some space you excuse

When I step up in the place
Ay yo, I step correct
Woohah got you all in check
I got that head nod shit
Make you break your neck
Woohah I got you all in check

And you know we come through
To wreck the discotheque
Woohah I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air
Don't ever disrespect
Woohah I got you all in check

You now rockin' wit the best
the boy scout is who I be
Flip Mode is the sqiddaud, hah

Yah yah yah, yah yah, yah yah yah, yah yah
Yah yah yah, yah yah, yah yah yah, yah yah

Yo, which muthafucka stole my flow?
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Throw that type of nigga right out my window
Blast your ass hit you with my direct blow

Bo, coming through like G.I. Joe
Star Wars movie deal like Han Solo
Make you bounce around like this was calypso
Always shine 'cause I got the high pro glow

You think that you can hide you think you can lay low
Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0
Mad out with my dreads in my Kango
Forget the Moet, nigga just pass the Cisco

Yo, take a trip down to Mexico
Come back with that shit that might make you psycho
Maximum frequencies through your stereo
Sorry this is it but homeboy I got to go

When I step up in the place
Ay yo, I step correct
Woohah got you all in check
I got that head nod shit
Make you break your neck
Woohah I got you all in check

And you know we come through
To wreck the discotheque
Woohah I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air
Don't ever disrespect
Woohah I got you all in check

Hah yo yo, yay yo yay
Yo yo yay, yay yo yay, yay

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Best Friend - Lyrics - 7 - S Club 7

Title: Best Friend
Album: 7
Artist: S Club 7
Composer(s): T Laws, S Emanuel, B Mcintosh

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Lyric:
Come on, come on, best friend
Oh, baby
Baby, you and me are best friend, oh yeah
A best friend

I remember when we were young
Playing pool, after school, keeping it cool
People say we were the troublesome two
I know the girls liked me and you

I can never forget the times you've covered my back
You helped me out and cut me some slack
There was nothing you'd never do
It was all about me and you

You're my brother, you're my sister
We'll stick together
No matter what, no matter what
(No matter what, no matter what)

Best friend, never gonna let you down
Best friend, always gonna be around
You know, whatever life put you through
I'll be there for you

We all need a best friend to understand
A best friend, to take your hand
You know whatever life puts you through
I'll be there for you

You remember the days
When we would kick back, lay back
We'd be chilling with the ladies
Those times were the greatest

So don't worry about a thing my friend
'Cause you can count on me, thick or thin
'Cause I'll be there right
Till the end, till the end

You're my brother, you're my sister
(You're my sister)
We'll stick together
No matter what, no matter what
(Together, together)

Best friend, never gonna let you down
Best friend, always gonna be around
You know, whatever life puts you through
I'll be there for you

We all need a best friend to understand
A best friend to take your hand
You know whatever life puts you through
I'll be there for you

Come on, come on, best friend
Come on, come on, best friend
Come on, come on, best friend
Come on, come on, best friend

You're my brother, you're my sister
We'll stick together
No matter what, no matter what
(No matter what, no matter what)

You're my brother, you're my sister
(You're my sister)
We'll stick together
No matter what, no matter what
(Together, together)

Best friend, never gonna let you down
Best friend, always gonna be around
You know, whatever life puts you through
I'll be there for you

We all need a best friend to understand
A best friend, to take your hand
You know whatever life puts you through
I'll be there for you

Best friend, never gonna let you down
Best friend, always gonna be around
You know, whatever life puts you through
I'll be there for you

We all need a best friend to understand
A best friend, to take your hand
You know whatever life puts you through
I'll be there for you

Best friend, everybody got a best friend
Best friend, best friends, best friends
You know, everybody got a best friend
We all need a best friend

Everybody got a best friend, best friend, best friend
(A best friend)
You know, everybody's got a best friend
(Best friend)
Everybody got a best friend, best friends, best friends
You know, everybody got a best friend
We all need a best friend

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Hurry Up - Lyrics - Moodring - Mya

Title: Hurry Up
Album: Moodring
Artist: Mya
Composer(s): Mya Marie Harrison, Ken Ifill, Ernesto Shaw, Derek Cooper

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Lyric:
Yeah
DJ Clue
Dillon straw
Mya
(Hurry up)
Come on

When we first met I
Told myself you were the one
To lay up next to me
Late at night when work was done
(Aha aha)
You looked into my eyes
How could something so right be wrong
Gotta find a way to leave him for you

So I start a fight
Get him mad at me
Then we'll be breakin' up
Temporarily
That's when I'm callin' you
To head over your house

Baby I love the way you take care of me
When you see me down I love it when you tellin' me

Hurry up
Come quick
I'm here for you
Don't cry baby
He ain't shit
I know what ya goin' through
(Goin' through)

Hurry up
(Yeah yeah)
Come quick
I'll be waitin' for you
I gotta find a way to leave him for you

DJ Clue
(Uh uh uh)
Dillon straw
(Uh hurry up)
Mya, Mya
(Uh uh uh)
Come on
(Uh uh uh)

When I lay down at night
Why the hell are you on my mind
When I'm up next to him
Maybe 'cause he don't treat me right
You could be lovin' me
I know he does his thing on the side
Gotta find me a good reason to leave

So I start another fight
(Fight)
To get him mad at me
(Me)
(Ha aha)
Then we'll be breakin up
A good excuse to leave and then that's when
I'm callin' you
(Callin' you)
To head over your house
(Your house)

Baby I love the way you take care of me
When you see me down I love it when ya tellin' me

Hurry up
Come quick
I'm here for you
Don't cry baby
He ain't shit
I know what ya goin' through
(Through)

Hurry up
Come quick
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll be waitin' for you
I gotta find a way to leave him for you

Hurry up
Come quick
He said that "I'll be waitin' for you"
(DJ)
Don't cry baby
He ain't shit
Girl I know what you're going through

Hurry up
(Yeah yeah)
Come quick
I'll be waitin' for you
(For you)
(Come on come on)
I gotta find a way to leave him for you
(That's right)

I'm your remedy
Your dozier blunt
Your don-p
When you met guns
Lil' man became a memory
I boost your self esteem
He take ya energy ma
(Aha aha)
You might as well hurry on up
'Cuz Im gonna burn it on up
Like ya first time pushin' a clutch
You shake when you see me
Shiver when you feel my touch
We both know it's real love
But we endulgin' in lust
But for you I'll hurry on up
And run them eight miles and lose myself without you
Wouldn't know what I would do with myself
When you're with me we're comfortable
(Aha)
We could start a family like da huxtable
(Yeah yeah)
For that love from you
I would switch like Jekyl and Hyde
Just gimme da word
And my henchmen will ride
And I know you not feelin'
That he dealin' you lies

So I start another fight
(Another fight)
To get him mad at me
(Me)
Then we'll be breakin' up
A good excuse to leave, oh and that's when
I'm callin' you
To head over your house
(Your house)

Baby I love the way you take care of me
When you see me down I love it when ya tellin' me
(Aha aha)

Hurry up
Come quick
(Oh)
(Yeah yeah)
I'm here for you
(I love you)
Don't cry baby
(Aha aha)
He ain't shit
I know what ya goin' through
(I know what you goin' through)

Hurry up
Come quick
(Yeah, yeah)
I'll be waitin' for you
(Baby I'll be waitin' for you)
(He ain't shit)
I gotta find a way to leave him for you

You said whenever you need me
(Uh uh uh)
And ya stressin' out
(Hurry up)
Baby here are the keys
Come over my house
(Aha aha)
I'm here for you girl
(Come on come on)
I don't wanna see you cry
But your man ain't shit
(He ain't shit)
So just tell him goodbye

Ah, well
DJ Clue
Dillon straw
Mya
DJ

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Can'T Come Back - Lyrics - Hey Kandi - Kandi

Title: Can'T Come Back
Album: Hey Kandi
Artist: Kandi
Composer(s): Kevin Briggs, O Harper, Kandi Burruss

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Lyric:
A funny thing happened to me
Just the other day, a girl came my way
She called your name, she said some things
I thought it was just some hearsay
But then she showed me a picture or two
Of her with some dude in positions that weren't cool

And then I looked again and I saw that this dude was you
My first reaction was to snap on her but what good would that do
You know that I have better things than fightin' over you
So many times it seems that I refused to see the truth
But this time you know that I am through

So just walk right out the door
'Cause you can't come back here no more
You know we've been through this before
So you can't come back, you can't come back
You're in and out of my life, this time was your last try
You made your bed so there you lie, so, you can't come back

The last time you deceived me, you said give you one more chance
You blamed it on your weaknesses of just bein' a man
I was the fool to believe in you, put my heart in your hands
I should have known when you did me wrong, you'd just do it again

Please just leave, no convincin' me
You will ever be the man for me
I'm so sick and tired of hearin' lies from you
So just pack your bags, 'cause I am through

So just walk right out the door
'Cause you can't come back here no more
You know we've been through this before
So you can't come back, you can't come back
Oh you're in and out of my life, this time was your last try
You made your bed so there you lie, so, you can't come back

Did everything to please you, but still that wasn't enough
Gave you my heart and soul, total control, all I wanted was your love
See now time after time, I kept taking you back
Endless tears I spent on you and I'm tired of forgivin'
So, "Goodbye, good riddance", it's time for me to start living

So just walk right out the door
'Cause you can't come back here no more
You know we've been through this before
So you can't come back, you can't come back
And you're in and out of my life, and this last time was your last try

You made your bed so there you lie
Can't come back
Can't come back no more, no, you can't come back no more
Can't come back no more, no you can't come back no more

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Woo-Haa!! Got You All In Check - Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Title: Woo-Haa!! Got You All In Check
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Rashad Smith, Galt Macdermot, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Yah yah yah, yah yah
Yah yah yah, yah yah
Yah yah yah, yah yah
Yah yah yah, yah yah

When I step up in the place, ay yo, I step correct
Woo-ha, got you all in check
I got that head, nod shit, make you break your neck
Woo-ha, I got you all in check

And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech
Woo-ha, I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect
Woo-ha, I got you all in check

Busta Rhymez up in the place, true indeed
Yes, I catch wreck and that's word on my seed
I guarantee to give you what you need
One blood everybody like Junior Reid
Wake up every morning, yo, I must up seed
Nationwide dark horse make the world stampede
Yo, really let me roll some weed
Mad charged nigga now I must proceed

Yo, we 'bout to make you set speed
Peace to Baby Phife, Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed
Watch me knock you out like Apollo Creed
Body blow bustin' your shit, making you bleed
Just feed off dynamic flows an' take heed
Need more information homeboy then just read
Ay-ya, you can read all about the pure breed
Do the boggle dance, I'll do the pepper seed

When I step up in the place, ay yo, I step correct
Woo-ha, got you all in check
I got that head, nod shit, make you break your neck
Woo-ha, I got you all in check

And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech
Woo-ha, I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect
Woo-ha, I got you all in check

How dare you ever try to step on my suede shoes?
Top Gun shut down your firm like Tom Cruise
Please let me get down and blow a fuse
Actin' fool, breakin' shit down to molecules
Yo, let me hit you with my ill street blues
Busta Rhymez always headlines the street news
Woo-ha, yo, baby girl, don't be confused
Sail my seven seas and enjoy my boat cruise

I know you really want to know who's comin' through
Leaving bloodstains and residues
Sorry homeboy, but your flow sounds used
Gotta pay your dues, baby, you know the rules
Whenever I travel the world I landcruise
If you choose to fuck around you get bruised
Now I got you gassed on super unleaded fuels
Get me through, give me some space you excuse

When I step up in the place, ay yo, I step correct
Woo-ha, got you all in check
I got that head, nod shit, make you break your neck
Woo-ha, I got you all in check

And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech
Woo-ha, I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect
Woo-ha, I got you all in check

You now rockin' wit' the best
The boy scout is who I be
Flip Mode is the sqiddaud, hah
Yah yah yah yah yah, yah yah yah yah yah
Yah yah yah yah yah, yah yah yah yah yah
Yah yah yah yah yah, yah yah yah yah yah
Yah yah yah yah yah, yah yah yah yah yah

Yo, which muthafucka stole my flow?
Eenie meenie miney mo
Throw that type of nigga right out my window
Blast your ass, hit you with my direct blow
Bo, coming through like G.I. Joe
Star Wars movie deal like Han Solo
Make you bounce around like this was calypso
Always shine 'cuz I got the high pro glow

You think that you can hide, you think you can lay low
Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0
Mad out with my dreads in my kango
Forget the Moet nigga, just pass the Cisco
Yo, take a trip down to Mexico
Come back with that shit that might make you psycho
Maximum frequencies through your stereo
Sorry this is it but homeboy I got to go

When I step up in the place, ay yo, I step correct
Woo-ha, got you all in check
I got that head, nod shit, make you break your neck
Woo-ha, I got you all in check

And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech
Woo-ha, I got you all in check
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect
Woo-ha, I got you all in check

Hah
Yo yo yay yo yay
Yo yo yay
Yay yo yay
Yay

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Fright Night - Lyrics - Ruff Ryders

Title: Fright Night
Artist: Ruff Ryders
Composer(s): Sean M. Lassiter, Barry A. Reese, Kasseem Dean, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Attention please, attention please
Can I have everybody's attention please
So humorous, we laugh at all y'all
The alliance has now been officially formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
It's another head banger

Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so much that my wrist's weak
Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs start wildin' in here

Now put your bottles in the air, then light your dutches
Me and Busta keep it tight like liposuction
Niggas that don't like me get the knife for frontin'
'Cause one night in the club gets your life on crutches

You got that whodie, I'll cock that forty
Flyin' in the 5 with the top back on it
Stop that shorty, I know you love me
Probably sample one of my beats then owe me money

Plus you don't know me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the janitors to come mop the room up
Ryde or Die Volume two, smash the charts
Now put your hands in the air for the black Mozart, oh

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and blunts
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode represent
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga Swizz
And we gonna be here to present

Y'all niggas with some other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your feet
Before we bang y'all niggas all with the heat
Feed y'all niggas more gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat

And make you bounce how poncho will play the Congo
And bang on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so just follow
I'm living for today and livin' tomorrow

Open up your mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
Blow you through the chest with a hollow
Like the foul shit you waste and transpired right in front the impalo
Yo, the general Busta Busta shock and memorable
You know we precious like minerals, and deadly like burials

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Listen, Flipmode and Ruff Ryders bang out hits
S W I two Z's bang out clips
Bang out chicks, for fun we bang out whips
Y'all go to war with revolvers that bang out flicks

Now find me on two-fifth in the summer when it starts
And iced up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin', nigga your life ain't important
Your camp hotter than ours, the fuck y'all snortin'

My thugs bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of soda cans
Yo Swizz, I heard you stole, whoa, listen man
Mindin' my business will make you a missin' man

See the wrist and hand, got plaques on the wall
And a fifth in hand, I'll put your back on the wall
Nigga don't ask me no more about nuttin' you hear
Just scream and shout and just wild in here

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

New York, they ain't ready for it
A T L, they ain't ready for it
Oh, oh, oh, they ain't ready for it
Whoa, oh, oh, they ain't ready for it

My ladies
Millennium
Guns bustin' plenty of them, y'all hear that

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Fright Night - Lyrics - Ryde Or Die: Vol.2 - Dmx

Title: Fright Night
Album: Ryde Or Die: Vol.2
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Sean M. Lassiter, Barry A. Reese, Kasseem Dean, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
Attention please, attention please
Can I have everybody's attention please
So humorous, we laugh at all y'all
The alliance has now been officially formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
It's another head banger

Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so much that my wrist's weak
Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs start wildin' in here

Now put your bottles in the air, then light your dutches
Me and Busta keep it tight like liposuction
Niggas that don't like me get the knife for frontin'
'Cause one night in the club gets your life on crutches

You got that whodie, I'll cock that forty
Flyin' in the 5 with the top back on it
Stop that shorty, I know you love me
Probably sample one of my beats then owe me money

Plus you don't know me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the janitors to come mop the room up
Ryde or Die Volume two, smash the charts
Now put your hands in the air for the black Mozart, oh

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and blunts
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode represent
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga Swizz
And we gonna be here to present

Y'all niggas with some other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your feet
Before we bang y'all niggas all with the heat
Feed y'all niggas more gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat

And make you bounce how poncho will play the Congo
And bang on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so just follow
I'm living for today and livin' tomorrow

Open up your mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
Blow you through the chest with a hollow
Like the foul shit you waste and transpired right in front the impalo
Yo, the general Busta Busta shock and memorable
You know we precious like minerals, and deadly like burials

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Listen, Flipmode and Ruff Ryders bang out hits
S W I two Z's bang out clips
Bang out chicks, for fun we bang out whips
Y'all go to war with revolvers that bang out flicks

Now find me on two-fifth in the summer when it starts
And iced up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin', nigga your life ain't important
Your camp hotter than ours, the fuck y'all snortin'

My thugs bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of soda cans
Yo Swizz, I heard you stole, whoa, listen man
Mindin' my business will make you a missin' man

See the wrist and hand, got plaques on the wall
And a fifth in hand, I'll put your back on the wall
Nigga don't ask me no more about nuttin' you hear
Just scream and shout and just wild in here

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now come on
Scream, jump baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

New York, they ain't ready for it
A T L, they ain't ready for it
Oh, oh, oh, they ain't ready for it
Whoa, oh, oh, they ain't ready for it

My ladies
Millennium
Guns bustin' plenty of them, y'all hear that

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We Want The Funk - Lyrics - Ahmad

Title: We Want The Funk
Artist: Ahmad
Composer(s): Stefan Kendal Gordy, Ahmad Lewis

Lyric:
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

Dig it, the mic is mine
I'm the incredible man with the gift of gab
And when I speak you'll be doin' the freak
So if you don't want the funk then you a punk
Everybody out of they chairs should go for theirs

And if you can find anyone better or as bad as mine
That's thick as a dreadlocks and rocks like Lenny Kravitz
Then you done great, you done good
Wait, I hope they told you I'll explode to any track

I'm back on top, ready to drop bombs
I'm the only rapper that can rap like this, then do the twist
So hold up, wait a minute
Let's put the boom back in it to show the Joneses can win it

And that's my crew, that's my clan, that's my posse
The niggaz with the funky tunes, turn up the volume
All you ballers with your '64 Impalas
And bass comin' out of your trunk, you better holla if you want the funk

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

Word now everybody get up then sit back down and yell
(Ho)
The nigga rolls back with a verse and it gets worse
By worse I mean, better than you and I can do
Cruise and never lose in fights

Because I write and flip scripts
I rip up punks and do a cheer, think I'd ring the funk bell, yell
(Party over here)
Now peep what I brought and maybe I even got
A million funk styles for ya, baby

In stacks, so when I rap the claps come
Through I'm new but been hearin' cheers for years
And fear is a mind state, I rip up raps and do up dance stuff
The great Ahmad, if you agree then nod

Your head like this or like that I can rap with anyone
And still won't fall, I do it all so y'all kids with tapes on your shelves
And twelves boomin' out of your trunk
You better yell if you want the funk

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

Well, I'm still kickin' the funk, don't believe it, you don't have to
But bet a buck, you gon' believe it when I leave it stuck
Imprinted through a rhyme I invented
To indent your skull 'cause I got soul

Everybody get ready then set go
And when I let go of the microphone get your jam on
But one more thing before I sing 'cause I'm fat and ask for you
Please get off your rump and scream if you want the funk

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
If you didn't come to dance, then you don't want the funk

We want the funk
Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)
Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)

Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)
Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)

Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)
Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)

Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)
Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk

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