You Know Your Wrong - Lyrics - Big Bad Voodoo Daddy

Title: You Know Your Wrong
Artist: Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
Composer(s): Scotty A Morris

Lyric:
Well, I call it like I see it
And you could never be it
So your eyes are always closed
You don't see beyond your nose

You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong

You see now I don?t wanna fight
'Cause you ain't never right
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong

Now the girl that you just met?s
Got you tied up like a pet
Got you coming, got you going
Got you never ever knowin?

That you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong

You see now I don?t wanna fight
'Cause you ain't never right
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong

And even though I know you love this song
You sit and sing it all day long
It doesn?t change a simple fact
That brother you still don't know Jack

At the end of the day, I can always hear you say
That everything happens because of your way

You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong

You see now I don?t wanna fight
'Cause you ain't never right
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong

And even though I know you love this song
You sit and sing it all day long
It doesn?t change a simple fact
That brother you still don't know Jack

At the end of the day, I can always hear you say
Everything happens because of your way

You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong

You see now I don?t wanna fight
'Cause you ain't never right
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong

You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong, you know you wrong

You see now I don?t wanna fight
'Cause you ain't never right
You know you wrong, you know you wrong
You know you wrong

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Horny - Lyrics - Opm

Title: Horny
Artist: Opm
Composer(s): Nikki Sixx, Geoffrey H Turney, Brian Mahoney, John Charles Edney

Lyric:
I've been sittin' here all night long
I've been sittin' here for way too long
Will somebody tell me what's goin' on
Will somebody tell me what I'm doin' wrong

'Cause girl's come and girls yes they go
I wish these girls would just let me know
Can I take you home tonight
Is my future with you looking bright

A wink ain't nothin' but dust in your eye
Eye contact is like sayin' hi
Flirting and just makin' time go by
It seems nothin' works even though I try

So this is what we're gonna do
You make it easy for me I'll make it easy for you
Just clap your hands just clap your hands
Just clap your hands if you're horny

If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know and you really want to show
Well get on my lap and do a dance

I keep on lookin' at her like I got game
?What's your sign girl what's your name??
?Are you lookin' at me like I'm lookin' at you??
Later on baby doll we'll be cookin' for two, yeah

'Cause girl's come and girls yes they go
I wish these girls would just let me know
Can I take you home to night
Is my future with you looking bright

All this conversating it's so frustrating
All this in-between waiting that comes along with dating
Masturbating would be just fine
We're just wasting time with these pick up lines

So this is what we're gonna do
You make it easy for me I'll make it easy for you
Just clap your hands just clap your hands
Just clap your hands if you're horny

If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know and you really want to show
Well get on my lap and do a dance

Put your hands back on
Put your hands back on
Put your hands back on

If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know and you really want to show
Well get on my lap and do a dance

If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know and you really want to show

If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know and you really want to show
Well get on my lap and do a dance

If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know and you really want to show

If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know clap your hands
If you're horny and you know and you really want to show
Well get on my lap and do a dance

If you're horny and you know clap your hands

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U R Ghetto 2002 - Lyrics - Kardinal Offishall

Title: U R Ghetto 2002
Artist: Kardinal Offishall
Composer(s): Jason D Harrow, Karl Amani Wailoo

Lyric:
Take it low, low, low, yo, yo, yo
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When the money you got is dead wrong
It's royalties from biting Kardinal's song
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you thinkin' you a star
And you're waiting in line at the back for drinks at the bar

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you try to do a ghetto song
Of your own down coming out down south
You thought Kardinal wouldn't buss you in your mouf
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you think you number one with the flow
And you shoutin' out yourself on the radio

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When the polo that you rock
Is on sale at TJ Max from you head to your socks
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you stuck inside a jail
And them Gators on your feets cost more then your bail

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you think you represent
But them niggas in the street ain't spendin' a red cent
Ain't tryin' to buy your single, nigga, hell no!
If you dubbin' this right now 'stead of buyin' my album
You're

(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think you a star
Flossin' on the street in the rental car
(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think that you?re nice
But the opposite don't look twice
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When your boys push crack
And you buyin' crack from them so you can go smoke out back
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When your moms part of your crew
And your nigga's hanging out to get closer to her too

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When I don't know who you are?
But nigga I know your name 'cause I can read it on your chain
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya, rapping along
And ya can relate to the rhyme I'm spittin' in the song

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya best clothes, is your dress clothes
And dress is Paco jeans and jelly slippers, namean?
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya askin' for some cigarettes
'Cause you can't afford hash to mix with that weed in your stash

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you tryin' to get your flirt on
And that cock blockin' nigga got the same Gucci shirt on
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you own two cars
And you need ten from me to buy drinks at the bar

(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think that you're fly
But the home girls walk right by
(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think ya got clout
But your hair weave keeps fallin' out
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O

Yo, you know you ghetto
When you bring home your boys
And your auntie's lookin' at your crew like they sex toys
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When your brothers paid from jugglin'
And you driving his Range, talking 'bout nigga we strugglin'

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya sittin' down in class
And dang, a cockroach went and crawled out ya book bag
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya tried to rap like DMX
And you get your breddren to do you video
Because you can't afford little X

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When rap is part of your dream
But you can't stay out past one 'cause your mom runs your street team
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya savin' to buy a key
But your grand pop is still on the corner pushin' that weed

You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When you know you not Jamaican
But your clothes say Tommy Sean John nigga you fakin'
You're ghetto! You know you ghetto
When ya like every other brotha
Rappin' loud, walking down the street tryin' to be discovered

(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think you a star
Flossin' on the street in the rental car
(You're ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are, when ya think that you?re nice
But the opposite don't look twice
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)
You're G to the H to the E to the T T O
(You're ghetto)

Going out, to that home girl
And the house niggas
Burlington co-factory [unverified]
Know what I'm saying? You're ghetto!
And by the way you are biting

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Temptation - Lyrics - The Writings On The Wall - Destiny'S Child

Title: Temptation
Album: The Writings On The Wall
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Charlie Spikes, Carl Wheeler, Beyonce Knowles, Dwayne Wiggins, Terrence Butler, Le Toya Luckett, La Tavia Roberson, Kelendria Rowland, Anthony L. (Pka Sir Ray

Lyric:
I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I bit my lip switched, my hips as I walked by sayin'
"Sexy boy you so fly, I just might give you a try
I'm a write yo number in the palm of my hand
Oops, I forgot I got a man

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I'm thinkin' to myself should I even take a chance
Should I do what's on my mind or should I stay down with my man?
This boy got me fienin' and I'm wantin' him so bad
Should I chill one night with him and risk everything I have?
Sayin'

"Sexy boy you so fly I wish I could give you a try
But my man's at home waitin' for me by the phone
Sorry, can't get my groove on

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

Temptations is callin'
I been wantin' you so bad, I could cry
Relationships callin' me
To do what's wrong but I gotta do right

Temptations is callin'
I been wantin' you so bad, I could cry
Relationships callin' me
To do to do what's wrong but I gotta do right

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

Temptation is callin'
I been wantin' you so bad, I could cry
Relationship callin' me
To do what's wrong but I gotta do right

Temptation is callin'
I been wantin, you so bad, I could cry
Relationship callin' me
To do what's wrong but I gotta do right

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

Thou shall not think you got it like that

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Temptations - Lyrics - The Writings On The Wall - Destiny'S Child

Title: Temptations
Album: The Writings On The Wall
Artist: Destiny'S Child
Composer(s): Charlie Spikes, Carl Wheeler, Beyonce Knowles, Dwayne Wiggins, Terrence Butler, Le Toya Luckett, La Tavia Roberson, Kelendria Rowland, Anthony L. (Pka Sir Ray

Lyric:
I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I bit my lip switched, my hips as I walked by sayin'
"Sexy boy you so fly, I just might give you a try
I'm a write yo number in the palm of my hand
Oops, I forgot I got a man

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I'm thinkin' to myself should I even take a chance
Should I do what's on my mind or should I stay down with my man?
This boy got me fienin' and I'm wantin' him so bad
Should I chill one night with him and risk everything I have?
Sayin'

"Sexy boy you so fly I wish I could give you a try
But my man's at home waitin' for me by the phone
Sorry, can't get my groove on

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

Temptations is callin'
I been wantin' you so bad, I could cry
Relationships callin' me
To do what's wrong but I gotta do right

Temptations is callin'
I been wantin' you so bad, I could cry
Relationships callin' me
To do to do what's wrong but I gotta do right

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

Temptation is callin'
I been wantin' you so bad, I could cry
Relationship callin' me
To do what's wrong but I gotta do right

Temptation is callin'
I been wantin, you so bad, I could cry
Relationship callin' me
To do what's wrong but I gotta do right

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

I know you see me watchin' you
And I see you watchin' me
'Cuz boy your body's callin'
Temptation is killin' me

Thou shall not think you got it like that

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Hear The Song - Lyrics - Philadelphia Freeway - Freeway

Title: Hear The Song
Album: Philadelphia Freeway
Artist: Freeway
Composer(s): Nile Rodgers, Kayne West, Leslie Pridgen, Bernard Edwards

Lyric:
State Property Music
Uh, holla, uh, yeah

When you hear the song
(Feel me)
Will you cry?
(Uh, it's all real, baby)
'Cause you know you wrong
(You know you wrong)
Will you cry? Will you cry?
(Holla)

Yo, say hello
(Sup)
To Mr. Ain't gon' be shit
Get a job, get your kids somethin' for Easter
Knowin' I just came home ain't got nothin' to eat with

Bitch, outta line
Hoe been drove me outta my mind
She like, I shoulda knew before I lay down and slept with him
(Slept with him)
Now she wish that she could sleep with him
(Sleep with him)

Take a stroll with him
Wanna creep with him
(With him)
Roll with him
(With him)
And turn to a freak on him

Ain't have no patience with him when the ceilin' leaked on him
Creped on him but I'm a boss, baby, you crossed the line
No orders go rock to hit all your girls
From the bed to the tub, bathtub to the ceilin'
Killin' the world, holla

When you hear the song
Will you cry?
(Make you won't cry, don't it)
'Cause you know you wrong
(It's all good, baby, don't even worry about it)
Will you cry?

When you hear the song
(Life goes on ya know)
Will you cry?
(But I got some others issues, the address, but it ain't about you)
'Cause you know you wrong
(Uhhh)
Will you cry?

I ain't big but scrap you dead wrong
Y'all coulda scrapped it out
He was never known for shootin' the toola packin' the chrome
He was known for shootin' the hoops up

Little hustle nigga grind
(Grind)
To get his jeans and boots up
At the summer league, game D, game rough
And the summer heat had y'all niggas feelin' like y'all so damn tough

Wrong words, couple of shoves, park full of hoes
Had his hands all in your mug
How could you roll with pride in your way?
You drove with your .38 to the place where he stay

Said, say hi to the pearly gates and scrolls
Now I pop beers, reminisce with your bro
You can't make it to the show
And niggas make it to the jail, shed a tear

When you hear the song
Will you cry?
(It's fucked up, man)
'Cause you know you wrong
(How you go out then you locked up)
Will you cry?
(How you run around a lie)

When you hear the song
(Can you dig?)
Will you cry?
'Cause you know you're wrong
(But I got one more person to address)
Will you cry?
(I ain't forget about you ol' girl, I remember)

Oh, look
Who could it be, Ms. Lee
You know this nigga ain't kiddin'
Think harder, Freeway L.Pridgen

Shit you used to tell me, make me wanna work harder
At gettin' crack spots, sent me to prison
Said I'm never gonna be a thang
So I listened and skipped school

Had them thing distributed
Fuck class, on the block all day
My science was choppin', baggin', dividin', addin', the math
How my teacher gonna tell me I'm dumb
Had me feelin' like a sore thumb

Clown of the class
(Uh)
I got graded, most hated with guns
But now I made it to the life, couldn't make it to the class
If this nigga chew your ear, that's an, oh, for you to hear
Kiss my ass

When you hear the song
Will you cry?
'Cause you know you're wrong
(You know you wrong)
Will you cry?

When you hear the song
(Feel me)
Will you cry?
'Cause you know you wrong
Will you cry?

This is dedicated to all, all the motherfucker out there
You, you, and you motherfucker who did something wrong
All y'all niggas out there what else y'all gon' do something
(The ignorants)
Or there is something wrong right now
You know you wrong
(Don't you cry)

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You Know What It Is - Lyrics - On Top of Our Game - Dem Franchize Boyz

Title: You Know What It Is
Album: On Top of Our Game
Artist: Dem Franchize Boyz
Composer(s): Vaushaun Brooksand, Jamall Willingham, Bernard Leverette, Gerald Tiller, Maurice Gleaton

Lyric:
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?

Diamonds on my wrist on my chest and on my ear lob
DFB bitch, you know what it is hoe, got money to burn
Smoke purple for days, keep a nice trim Steve Harvey sportin' the yaze
Got the worst tooth and I don't even got to touch it nigga
From Detroit back to the A all in Kentucky nigga

I'm the man with the plan
Hell I'm the real deal, this shit ain't no game
And you know what the deal is, impact from them gats and doms
Get pealed instant attacks with the macks and niggas get killed
You know how shit is? You know shit is real?
It's just DFB ATP and Adam ville, yeah

You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?

These niggas know that we ain't playin' 4 5 with the beam, man
A shot will would put a top back like a sardine can
I can't stop won't stop servin' these fiends, man
You know what it is hoe they go for 18, man

I'm servin' these customers 'cuz me I'm a hustler
I'm connected like 4 got more pull then tug a war
I got it for cheap you purses can't match mine
I'm plug like stick 'em cord connected like fetch line

And still in the trap with my bum in the mail slot
Posted on the curb get mail like a mail box
So fuck wicha boy 'cos you'll play less
And I'm shipin' out packages like ups

You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?

It's that same young nigga stand out till it's all gone
That same young nigga on the grind while y'all gone
You know what it is with the same hood mind frame?
Use it if I pull it man I'm chewing it when I'm am snipping it

They say I can't change nigga, you don't want to fuck with me
All up on your blitz because I'm busting it if your rushing it
Think twice for what go with your first instinct
Blink lights gone, nigga ain't no time to think

I'm gonna do you something wrong like George Plad
Weak man have your ass gone by the end of the week, man
The block is like a fork lift I tried to told ya
Don't get your head twisted lift it off your shoulders

You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?

And you know what it is got me bustin' at your other dude
They say I'm the shit so get your boy a toilet stool, a toilet stool
I make the pounds and the ounces move keep a louder beat
Drop threw your spot like it's fast food, bad food

Straight grippin' on the wood nigga a nigga signed again
They kept the studio in the hood nigga, I'm young fly and flashy
Linted small ballin' earnin G's pushin' all the weight soon in my hood
They call me Hercules and I represent my click so a nigga betta act cool

They know who a nigga wit because my charms and my tattoos
Now you know what it is and you know my name hoe
It's like EA Sports because it's all in the game hoe

You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?
You know what is? You know what it is, hoe?

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I Know Where It'S At - Lyrics - All Saints - All Saints

Title: I Know Where It'S At
Album: All Saints
Artist: All Saints
Composer(s): Donald Fagen, Paul Griffin, Shaznay Lewis, Karl Gordon, Walter Becker

Lyric:
I know where it's at
I know where it's at
I know where it's at
I know, I know, I know where it's at

If you wanna have a good time
If you know you got somethin' on your mind
If you know that you wanna get on down
Don't deny, don't be shy just come around

I've been watchin' you and I know you like to party baby
And you know that, that sounds really good to me, yeah
Everybody wants to hang out at my party baby
Don't you know that this is the only place to be?
Don't you wanna come and see yeah?

If you know that you wanna get on down
No need to worry 'cause All Saints will be around
So if your feeling kinda low, oh baby don't
'Cause I'll be here right by your side ready to flow

If you wanna have a good time
If you know you got somethin' on your mind
If you know that you wanna get on down
Don't deny, don't be shy just come around

Move around and get on down do what you wanna baby
You gotta be good, you gotta be good and ready to go
I know you've been waitin' for my party all your lifetime baby
Everybody in the whole world wants to know
Everybody wants to know

Can't you see that there's no one on the streets
'Cause everybody knows jus' where they've got to be

If you wanna have a good time
If you know you got somethin' on your mind
If you know that you wanna get on down
Don't deny, don't be shy just come around

One, two, three, four Saints in the house
We know where it's at a ha ha ha ha
We know where it's at a ha ha ha
Well if you know you like to party and you wanna get on down
Let me tell you baby that you come to the right town
'Cause it's party time you gotta get your groove on
I know you wanna jam from night to dawn
Baby got it goin' on, I don't see nothin' wrong
You dance pretty hot and I know you like my song
So move it like that rata tat tat
Now we'll confirm that you know where it's at
Just come around

If you wanna have a good time
If you know you got somethin' on your mind
If you know that you wanna get on down
Don't deny, don't be shy just come around

If you wanna have a good time
If you know you got somethin' on your mind
If you know that you wanna get on down
Don't deny, don't be shy just come around

If you wanna have a good time
If you know you got somethin' on your mind
If you know that you wanna get on down
Don't deny, don't be shy just come around

If you know that you wanna get down
If you know that you wanna get down
If you know that you wanna get down
If you know that you wanna get down
Just come around

If you know that you wanna get down
If you know that you wanna get down
If you know that you wanna get down
If you know that you wanna get down
Just come around

Just come around
Just come around
Just come around
Just come around
Just come around, yeah

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Twisted - Lyrics - Keith Sweat - Keith Sweat

Title: Twisted
Album: Keith Sweat
Artist: Keith Sweat
Composer(s): Eric Mccaine, Lavonn Battle, Tabitha Duncan, Athena Cage, Keith Sweat

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Lyric:
Oh yeah baby
You got to make your mind up
Yeah, cut close
Help me out

You know you are my lover
(You know you want my loving baby)
You got me twisted over you
(Girl you got me twisted over you)
I know I got what you need
(I got what you need right here baby)
So what you wanna do?

Baby baby I know
Baby I love you so
But you don't feel like I do
Tell me what can I do?

But I gotta be strong
(But I gotta be strong)
Did me wrong
(Girl you did me wrong)
When I thought we were really down
(I know we were down)

So you say you want me
(Now you say you want me girl)
Make up your mind
(Ooh make up your mind)
'Cause I'm not gonna be here for long
(I'm not gonna be here for long)

You know you are my lover
(You know you want my loving baby)
You got me twisted over you
(Girl you got me twisted over you)
I know I got what you need
(I got what you need right here baby)
So what you wanna do?

Maybe baby in time
(Baby in time)
Baby I know you'll find
(I know you'll find)
That what you needed was here
(Oh no no no no no)
Think about it my dear

But I gotta be strong
(But I gotta be strong)
Did me wrong
(Girl you did me wrong)
When I thought we were really down
(I thought we were down)

So you say you want me
(Now you say you want me girl)
Make up your mind
(Ooh make up your mind)
'Cause I'm not gonna be here for long
(I'm not gonna be here for long)

You know you are my lover
(You know you want my loving baby)
You got me twisted over you
(Girl you got me twisted baby)
I know I got what you need
(I got everything you need tonight)
So what you wanna do?
(Break it up now)

You got me twisted thinkin' about the way that things used to be
When it was you and me, girl I was so free, see
You had my heart from the start like, Cupid
And I was just downright foolish and stupid

But now I know the reason for the pain and the headaches
You left me all alone, now I can't even concentrate
I guess I'll wait for the day until you come back
Because my heart is where your love is at
You got me twisted

You know you are my lover
(You know you want my loving baby)
You got me twisted over you
(Girl you got me twisted baby)
I know I got what you need
(I got everything you need tonight)
So what you wanna do?
(What are you gonna do baby?)

You know you are my lover
(You know, I can make you feel real good if you let me baby)
You got me twisted over you
(Girl you got me twisted baby)
I know I got what you need
(I got everything you need tonight)
So what you wanna do?
(What are you gonna do baby?)

You know you are my lover
(You know, you know, you want my loving baby)
You got me twisted over you
(Girl you got me twisted baby)
I know I got what you need
(I've got everything your body needs)
So what you wanna do?
(What are you gonna do? Tell me, baby)

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I Did 'Em Wrong - Lyrics - Phinally Phamous - Lil Wyte

Title: I Did 'Em Wrong
Album: Phinally Phamous
Artist: Lil Wyte
Composer(s): Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Patrick Dhane Lanshaw

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Lyric:
What's up bitch, what's up ho
What's up bitch, what's up ho
What's up bitch, what's up ho
What's up bitch, what's up ho
What's up, whats up bitch, what's up, ho, ho
What's up, whats up bitch, bitch, what's up, ho, ho
What's up bitch, what's up, ho, ho
What's up bitch, what's up, ho, ho

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up this song
You ridin' with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up this song
You ridin' with a mother fucker they think I did 'em wrong

Consequences come to those who chose to fuck with Lil Wyte
Not always physical, sometimes mental and emotional right
I'll outsmart you in a fight and come back harder on the mic
There's an inner spiritual demon that possessed me to write
Now that I made all these moves, my music causin' some havoc
This shit is pick me up so what in the fuck did you expect, god-dammit?
As long as the beat keep on rollin', my pocket's gonna get swollen

I know they hate me, they let me know the first time that I told 'em
I got a mind and it's focused, you got some serious issues
I got family, friends and fans and you ain't got no one to miss you
I bet you'll life gettin' hard, you lived your life in a yard
I'm for real, I know there's something when you sold both of your cars
You mad at me 'cuz I made it, I'm only havin' some fun
See me on MTV yellin' out, who gives a fuck where you from
You might be tough with your gun but look for fun in saddham
Doubt me now, I told you Wyte was gon' drop bombs

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up this song
You ridin' with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up this song
You ridin' with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

Yeah, it's time to speed on up
We finna go into another mothafuckin'
Galaxy nigga, bass check No.2, yes

Wake up bitch, reality creepin' around the corner
You so fucked up, you couldn't be an organ donor
When I see you, I'm knockin' yo head up off of your shoulders
You gonna be like ah shit, when you feel these tiny boulders
You fuckin' with the wrong one, the HCP cracker main
Slap you man, stab you man, even quick to crack your brain
I ain't got no time for hatin' faggots on the grind
Keep on passin' by cuz I got somethin' you'll never fuckin' find

This is the realest of the real, hope you feelin' it and if you don't
Extend your arm and grab your remote and turn down your radio
Meanwhile, I'm gon' give it raw and write it as nasty as this shit can be
It's easy when you rappin' over the hardest mother fuckin' beats
I am not braggin', and I'm not big headed, nor am I conceded
But I'm proud of myself and the way I [Incomprehensible] succeeded
You wanna bring it to my door or be a bitch and catch me slippin'
Either way it goes this unit, I'm grippin's gonna get you, pimpin'

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up this song
You ridin' with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up this song
You ridin' with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

What's up, what's up bitch, what's up ho
What's up, what's up bitch, what's up ho, ho
What's up, what's up bitch, bitch, what's up, what's up ho, ho
What's up bitch, what's up ho, ho
What's up, what's up bitch, what's up ho, ho
What's up bitch, bitch, what's up ho, ho
What's up, what's up bitch, what's up ho
What's up bitch, what's up ho, ho

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Miss Little Insane - Lyrics - Soul Mover - Glenn Hughes

Title: Miss Little Insane
Album: Soul Mover
Artist: Glenn Hughes
Composer(s): Glenn Hughes

Lyric:
I hear no sound but I feel your thunder
Take no offense but I see the code is blue
Now you've finally broken through

Somebody told me that your name is Wanda
So motivated that you burned your own tattoo
Now it's where or when, or who?

You are the last messiah
The steeple, church and spire

Say goodbye to the summer in the morning rain
Don't know what's come over you
There's something wrong with your brain
You've been dying in vain, you're Miss Little Insane

And I know it's a bummer, I can feel your pain
Don't know what you're gonna do
There's something wrong with your brain
You've been dying in vain, you're Miss Little Insane

Now can you tell me, give me confirmation
Am I dreaming, is the speculation true?
Did you make a bitches' brew?

You are the last Messiah
The steeple, church and spire

Say goodbye to the summer in the morning rain
Don't know what's come over you
There's something wrong with your brain
You've been dying in vain, you're Miss Little Insane

And I know it's a bummer, I can feel your pain
Don't know what you're gonna do
There's something wrong with your brain
You've been dying in vain, you're Miss Little Insane
You're Miss Little Insane, you're Miss Little Insane

You are the last Messiah
The steeple, church and spire

Say goodbye to the summer in the morning rain
Don't know what's come over you
There's something wrong with your brain
You've been dying in vain, you're Miss Little Insane

And I know it's a bummer, I can feel your pain
Don't know what you're gonna do
There's something wrong with your brain
You've been dying in vain, you're Miss Little Insane

Say goodbye to the summer in the morning rain
Don't know what's come over you
There's something wrong with your brain
You've been dying in vain, you're Miss Little Insane

And I know it's a bummer, I can feel your pain
Don't know what you're gonna do
There's something wrong with your brain
You've been dying in vain, you're Miss Little Insane

Miss Little Insane, Miss Little Insane
Say goodbye, bye, bye, Miss Little Insane
Miss Little Insane, Miss Little Insane

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The First Night (So So Def Remix) - Lyrics - Monica

Title: The First Night (So So Def Remix)
Artist: Monica
Composer(s): P Sawyer, Tamara Savage, Jermaine Dupri, M Mcleod

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Lyric:
Baby, baby tell me whats up? Can you hear me?
Or do I do I need to turn it up? Huh huh
Baby, baby tell me whats up? Can you hear me?
Or do I do I need to turn it up? Huh what

Baby baby tell me whats up? Can you hear me?
Or do I do I need to turn it up? Huh huh
Baby baby tell me whats up? Can you hear me?
Or do I do I need to turn it up? Huh what

Boy, this evening was it only me
Feeling completely down to be open
Down to be open for some satisfaction
Didn't want to say yes, afraid of your reaction

I knew it was wrong for feeling this way
Especially the thought of givin' in on the first date
Couldn't let go, it stayed on my mind
At the end of the night I had to decide, I was thinkin'

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probly thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I don't get down on the first night

I should make a move but I won't
And then you probly thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I wanna get down but not the first night

We was chillin' watching your TV
I felt it was comin' the closer that you got to me
Wanted to touch you, wanted to kiss you
And some how in one night, discover I love you

Felt so right but it felt so wrong
And look how we're caryin' on
Tryin' to say things to get me to stay
But my watch is telling me it's getting to late, I'm thinkin'

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probly thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I don't get down on the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know you probly thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I wanna get down but not the first night

If you want me, you got to know me
And if you want my love, you gotta wait my love
Baby, that's the way it's got to be
Get to know me, so we can do this, ooh

I should
I know your probably thinkin'
Knowin' if I do
I don't get down on the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probably thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I wanna get down but not the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probably thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I don't get down on the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probably thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I wanna get down but not the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probably thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I don't get down on the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probably thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I wanna get down but not the first night

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First Night - Lyrics - The Boy Is Mine - Monica

Title: First Night
Album: The Boy Is Mine
Artist: Monica
Composer(s): P Sawyer, Tamara Savage, Jermaine Dupri, M Mcleod

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Lyric:
Baby, baby tell me whats up? Can you hear me?
Or do I do I need to turn it up? Huh huh
Baby, baby tell me whats up? Can you hear me?
Or do I do I need to turn it up? Huh what

Baby baby tell me whats up? Can you hear me?
Or do I do I need to turn it up? Huh huh
Baby baby tell me whats up? Can you hear me?
Or do I do I need to turn it up? Huh what

Boy, this evening was it only me
Feeling completely down to be open
Down to be open for some satisfaction
Didn't want to say yes, afraid of your reaction

I knew it was wrong for feeling this way
Especially the thought of givin' in on the first date
Couldn't let go, it stayed on my mind
At the end of the night I had to decide, I was thinkin'

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probly thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I don't get down on the first night

I should make a move but I won't
And then you probly thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I wanna get down but not the first night

We was chillin' watching your TV
I felt it was comin' the closer that you got to me
Wanted to touch you, wanted to kiss you
And some how in one night, discover I love you

Felt so right but it felt so wrong
And look how we're caryin' on
Tryin' to say things to get me to stay
But my watch is telling me it's getting to late, I'm thinkin'

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probly thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I don't get down on the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know you probly thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I wanna get down but not the first night

If you want me, you got to know me
And if you want my love, you gotta wait my love
Baby, that's the way it's got to be
Get to know me, so we can do this, ooh

I should
I know your probably thinkin'
Knowin' if I do
I don't get down on the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probably thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I wanna get down but not the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probably thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I don't get down on the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probably thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I wanna get down but not the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probably thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I don't get down on the first night

I should make a move but I won't
I know your probably thinkin' something is wrong
Knowing if I do that it won't be right
I wanna get down but not the first night

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I Know - Lyrics - B.G.

Title: I Know
Artist: B.G.
Composer(s): Dwayne Carter, Christopher Noel Dorsey, Byron O Thomas

Lyric:
Okay

First thing first and for me that's n's
I floss, so I know you gon' let me pimp Benz
If I want it, no matter the cost, I'll get it
It's mine, so I know you gon' let me spend it

My clique made it known, we 'bout havin' things
Sport diamonds, so I know you gon' let us bling
B.G.: shut it down when I come through
They say I'm wrong, but I know you gon' let me do what I do

If I got it, I ain't gon' hide it I show mine
I know you gon' respect it, I know you gon' let me shine
I know you ain't gon' step, I know you know I tote iron
Quick to bust, and I know you don' wan' die

You see eight Bentleys comin' on a late Sunday
I know you know that's Cash Money Millionaires comin'
We be layin' it down don't give a fuck, nigga
We're from uptown, so I know you gon' let us stunt, nigga

Hey
(Hey)
Hey
(Hey)
Hey (Hey)
Listen, listen

I know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you bet' not open your mouth when I ride by
I know you know this Lex GS on shine
I spin through fast, wrist hangin' out the dropped Jag
Blindin' ya I know you gon' let me act bad

I know you gon' let me go off, let me show my ass
I know you gon' let me show off, make haters mad
Got game to make your wife cheat, give me head
Fuck your husband for Geezy I know you gon' break bread

I know you clowns don't like it, gotta accept it
You don't, get wetted I know you gotta respect it
You don't want Geezy bringin' drama to your set'n'
I know you don't want sis, Mom, and daughter in black dresses

Please don't test me you do, it get hectic
I shoot for the head don't depend on vests
Now on the up and up I'm every bad bitch choice
Don't be mad, I know you gon' let me be a hot boy

Hey, hey, hey, hey

I know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

Hoes say I'm nasty I know you gon' let me slang wood
Say I changed I'm rich, I know you gon' let me be good
I'm the same ol' nigga I was when I was broke
Still beef, so I know you gon' let me tote my four-four

Now, you know what happened tried to play me like a hoe
We both can't live on this earth one of us gotta go
On the real, when it come to shinin', I'm nothin' nice
You'll be blinded, and I know you don't like when I wear ice

I know you gon' let me burn, I'm H O T
I know you gon' let me be me that's B.G.
I know you gon' respect my clique, CMB
I know you don't want beef with Juv, Turk, and Wheezy

I know you don't wan' put your car next to Fresh or B
I know you ain't got the price like them, ten a-piece
I know you bet' stay in your place don't fuck with us
I know you ain't on our level 'cause we platinum plus

Hey, hey
(Hey)
Hey
(Hey)
Hey
(Hey, hey)

I know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

I know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock

Lock, shop, bam, lock down
What?

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Where Did We Go Wrong - Lyrics - Pandemonium! - B2k

Title: Where Did We Go Wrong
Album: Pandemonium!
Artist: B2k
Composer(s): Dreux Frederic, Jerome Jones, Omari Grandberry, Kelton Kessee, J Houston, Tony Oliver, D Thornton, Marques Houston

Lyric:
Yeah platinum status B2K
Dave Mac we gone bump your speakers with this one
Yeah, uh, y'all know who this is it's B2K
Check it out, I wanna tell ya'll about this girl
I don't think she had it all
'Cause she had it all with me, but she left
Now she's gotta nothin'
And if you still don't understand
Raz talk to them, let them know

You was always trippin'
For no reason
As if somethin' was on your mind
Then when I asked you what was wrong
You carried on like we were fine
Then one day you up and leave
Like I forced you not to be with me
You and I both know what's really goin' on?
That's why we broke up over the phone

Hey girl
You didn't have to ever leave
You choose
To push yourself away from me
And I know
You want to see jealousy
But I'm not that man

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

I was your man, you were my girl
The relationship lasted to long
For you to just walk out without a sign
Tell me where did we go wrong?
I seat thinking were you ever creepin'
'Cause you shocked so fast you never known
What drove me away from you?
Your the crazy one play dumb, play dumb

Hey girl
You didn't have to ever leave
You choose
To push yourself away from me
And I know
You want to see jealousy
I'm not that man

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Hey girl
You didn't have to ever
You choose
To push yourself away from me
And I know
You want to see jealousy
But I'm not that man

Hey girl
You didn't have to ever
You choose
To push yourself away from me
And I know
You want to see jealousy
I'm not that man

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Yo, I need to ask you a question
Why do we always gotta argue when we talk
We not even together anymore
At least we can be friends or somethin'
You actin' all brand new, dang
I don't care about him 'cause I got me a girl too
It don't matter you know what I'm sayin'
We can go on double dates if you want too
I just want to know why you trippin' out on me
You need to fix your attitude
Just cause I ain't your man don't mean I would get in your aa
Yeah, you better understand that I'm still that, uh
You better act like you know you better tell him
'Cause if you don't I will, I run this and I ain't playin', no

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Dog Ass - Lyrics - B.G.

Title: Dog Ass
Artist: B.G.
Composer(s): Christopher N Dorsey, Mannie Fresh, Terius Gray

Lyric:
Oh man, you fuck that girlfriend

Girl, look at you with your big fine ass
What you need to do is let a nigga get behind that
I'ma find that spot for you, make it drip
Once it get wet enough for me, I'ma let it rip

Now bring it to me, toot it up, don't grab me
She said, ooh woo, you doing that, daddy
Now take it out, put it where it should be
I don't want nothing but mouth, you understood me?

I'll hit you with the knuckle, hoe, I'm from the 3, 3rd ward
Where they say fuck a hoe, fuck a hoe, what I mean is
Get your it right, hoe, or that's your issue
I been holla at your potna, so a nigga ain't gone miss you

Good riddance, matter of fact if she don't know how to act
She gone be on the next thing smoking, so how you love that?
Big Geezy, you did that but it's all gravy, nigga
Let's go get some hood rats

B.G., go on with your dog ass
Boy, you know you wrong with dog ass
Say Juve, you down bad with your dog ass
You done fuck that girlfriend with your dog ass

I play the game how it go
A different hoe every night in my condo
I throw dick like Elway throw a football
I care less but a bitch I fuck friends and all

I'm a nigga that them hoes just can't stand
I'm that nigga that hoes want to be their old man
Respect this
I have you ridin' on renzos in the Benzo, bens
I beeped your friend have her ducked off in the maro, camaro

I'm cut throat, I here you beefin' with your sister
I give a fuck, hoe, me and Juve two niggas you can't trust
We from Uptown, we like ice on our nuts, hoe
That's how the game go, look

I fuck you, you fuck him, we don't care
He fuck, you fuck me, we like this here
I toss a bitch, he toss a bitch, that's how we ball
He ain't right, I ain't right, we both dogs

B.G., go on with your dog ass
Boy, you know you wrong with dog ass
Say Juve, you down bad with your dog ass
You done fuck that girlfriend with your dog ass

Broads, I use to fuck with be tryin' to get me killed now
Now I gotta carry that thing on the battlefield now
I could slow down with my girl and try to keep it real now
Hoes use to play me close, I wonder how they feel now

They don't have a man that's gonna help with they bills now
Begging me to come back telling me they gonna chill now
You know I got a mill now, climbing up the hill now
Shining up my grill now, protected by the steel now

Hoes know Lil Duggey, ain't right
I fuck you yesterday, fucking your best friend tonight
I'm a dog, it ain't no secret, I be grilling bitches
You full of that poppa, watch out, 'cause I be wilding bitches

I know you go let me slang that dick 'cause it's mine, hoe
I know you go let me do my thing, I like to shine, hoe
I know you gone respect my mind and let a nigga ball
I know you gone respect my mind and let me be a dog
With my dog ass

B.G. go on with your dog ass
Boy, you know you wrong with dog ass
Say Juve you down bad with your dog ass
You done fuck that girl friend with your dog ass

B.G. go on with your dog ass
Boy, you know you wrong with dog ass
Say Juve you down bad with your dog ass
You done fuck that girl friend with your dog ass

Cash money go on with they dog ass
They got it going on with they dog ass

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