Archive for March, 2009
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My My My
She steps to the groove Her body in tune She stops the whole room She got to everybody The red of her lips So hard to resist The curve to her hip I gotta tell somebody
I’m helplessly falling into your eyes like whoaoa I’m hopelessly in love for the first time like whoaoa Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby Gotta make ya my baby My baby
She throws me a sigh A wink in her smile I stopped and I died Could she be looking at me With nothing to prove Shes makin her move And as she walked through Leaned in to tell me somethin
I’m helplessly falling into your eyes like whoaoa I’m hopelessly in love for the first time like whoaoa Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby
She took my hand and led me cross the dance floor Everybody watching like oh no The kind of girl you could only ever pray for All the cameras flashing like oh no no no no And as we left together She whispered something soft and sweet so right She said I’d love to love you all through the night
I’m helplessly falling into your eyes like whoaoa I’m hopelessly in love for the first time like whoaoa Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby Gotta make ya my baby Wanna make ya my baby My baby
Gotta make ya My baby Wanna make ya My baby Gotta make ya My baby Wanna make ya My baby Gotta make ya My baby Wanna make ya My baby Gotta make ya My baby My baby.
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I wanna see you when I wake up, wake up, wake up Cause you look good without make up, make up, make up Ain’t nothing on you phony, phony, phony You’re sexy and you know it, know it, know it
A little dose of you helps me to start my day Baby girl, I’d really love to see your face And don’t be surprised if you catch me gazing (gazing)
I’m taking pictures in case you ever go away Cause baby, I don’t wanna miss a thing Cause you’re too captivating
I wanna see you when I wake up, wake up, wake up Cause you look good without make up, make up, make up Ain’t nothing on you phony, phony, phony You’re sexy and you know it, know it, know it
You’re sexy but you know it, know it, know it You’re sexy but you know it, know it, know it You’re sexy but you know it, know it, know it You’re sexy but you know it
Baby girl, you don’t even gotta try Cause just you looks along really lite[[or like? ]] my vibe Cause your body’s blazing
Baby when we go to sleep at night, Oh, I don’t wanna close my eyes Why dream when I can have the real thing? (the real thing, the real thing, the real thing)
I wanna see you when I wake up, wake up, wake up Cause you look good without make up, make up, make up Ain’t nothing on you phony, phony, phony You’re sexy and you know it, know it, know it
You’re sexy but you know it, know it, know it You’re sexy but you know it, know it, know it You’re sexy but you know it, know it, know it You’re sexy but you know it
Girl you know that you got me, and I thought you should know Baby girl, you’re so exotic From your head to your toes And I just thought I should tell you, baby
You’re the reason I’m going crazy You’re the reason I’m going crazy You’re the reason I’m going crazy You’re the reason I’m going crazy You’re the reason I’m going crazy
I wanna see you when I wake up, wake up, wake up Cause you look good without make up, make up, make up Ain’t nothing on you phony, phony, phony You’re sexy and you know it, know it, know it
You’re sexy but you know it, know it, know it You’re sexy but you know it, know it, know it You’re sexy but you know it, know it, know it You’re sexy but you know it
You’re sexy but you know it.
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[Chorus:] If you let me put a lil’ into ya For so long I’ve been tryna get into ya Let me in your brain, I’ll be in your heart I’ll be that good thing, that you just can’t put down
[Verse 1:] Get up in my canopy Bring that over here girl and talk to me While you on your back, I’m a touch you slowly Keep you paralyzed so you barely move Feel like I just struck gold you a fantasy So tell me what’s the business babe Got me about to pop, genie in a bottle Let’s make a toast cause I’m a cherish you
[Hook:] Now girl, it’s your turn to take the reins Now show me what you gonna do Cause girl I got you ready
[Chorus:] If you let me put a lil’ into ya For so long I’ve been tryna get into ya Let me in your brain, I’ll be in your heart I’ll be that good thing, that you just can’t put down
If you let me put a lil’ into ya For so long I’ve been tryna get into ya Let me in your brain, I’ll be in your heart I’ll be that good thing, that you just can’t put down
Ah ha Do it (do it) Do it (do it) Do it (do it) Okay Now get down
Baby your soft skin is every indication to me That you need me to hold Protect you from the cold And then just sing you to sleep I got so much love to give But I ain’t found a recipient And I can [? ] Everything they told me right before they sex with me
[Hook:] Now girl, it’s your turn to take the reins Now show me what you gonna do Cause girl I got you ready
[Chorus:] If you let me put a lil’ into ya For so long I’ve been tryna get into ya Let me in your brain, I’ll be in your heart I’ll be that good thing, that you just can’t put down
If you let me put a lil’ into ya For so long I’ve been tryna get into ya Let me in your brain, I’ll be in your heart I’ll be that good thing, that you just can’t put down
[Bridge:] Can’t put down, girl get down (help) it’s too late cause it’s about to go down Can’t put down, girl get down (help) it’s too late cause it’s about to go down
[Chorus: to fade] If you let me put a lil’ into ya For so long I’ve been tryna get into ya Let me in your brain, I’ll be in your heart I’ll be that good thing, that you just can’t put down
If you let me put a lil’ into ya For so long I’ve been tryna get into ya Let me in your brain, I’ll be in your heart I’ll be that good thing, that you just can’t put down.
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(feat. Sean Garrett)
Yeah once again there’s some what’s in the pen Sean hear ya boy case but I’m blowin’ in the wind I got my young boy clizzy gettin’ at the Nizzy Don’t you be with me and we be gettin’ undressed
What you see something that you need Spend the night with me and I’ll rock you Oh believe you ain’t been a tree Till you follow me and I’ll rock you
She scrambled for the camera I got her blowin’ in the wind like I’m nirvana Wait a minute I don’t think y’all heard me I said nirvana That means I’m rockin’ in the rocks in Montana
All I wanna do is get at you like like I see baby Eat at your heart like the drums on my beat baby You and me we gonna travel like a visa And I ain’t worried ’bout what I’m spendin’ either
And I’m a rock you I gotta see that hey hey hey Girl I’ll rock you come give me some of that hey hey hey You want a love and I just wanna feel it for the night Pull you something that’ll make sure you’ll be feelin’ alright You want to work you wanna be the boss of my house Well you must not have a clue Of what that ticket’s gonna cost you I’m a rock you
Hey mama my car runnin’ Oh you like we a track team in a bohoggin Put it on my car’s gotta go at least two hundred So when the cops clock me they better bleep flow it
All I wanna do is get at you like like I see baby Eat at your heart like the drums on my beat baby You and me we gonna travel like a visa And I ain’t worried ’bout what I’m spendin’ either
And I’m a rock you I gotta see that hey hey hey Girl I’ll rock you come give me some of that hey hey hey You want a love and I just wanna feel it for the night Pull you something that’ll make sure you’ll be feelin’ alright You want to work you wanna be the boss of my house Well you must not have a clue Of what that ticket’s gonna cost you I’m a rock you
They call me Jesse baby can’t tell me nothing baby They call me Jesse baby I wanna tell you something
All I wanna do is get at you like like I see baby Eat at your heart like the drums on my beat baby You and me we gonna travel like a visa And I ain’t worried ’bout what I’m spendin’ either
And I’m a rock you I gotta see that hey hey hey Girl I’ll rock you come give me some of that hey hey hey You want a love and I just wanna feel it for the night Pull you something that’ll make sure you’ll be feelin’ alright You want to work you wanna be the boss of my house Well you must not have a clue Of what that ticket’s gonna cost you I’m a rock you You wanna give me that hey hey hey Girl I’m a rock you I never seen her hey hey like that You want a love and I just wanna feel it for the night Pull you something that’ll make sure you’ll be feelin’ alright You want to work you wanna be the boss of my house Well you must not have a clue Of what that ticket’s gonna cost you I’m a rock you.
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We’ve run out of words we’ve run out of time We’ve run out of reasons, really why we together? We both know it’s over baby bottom line It’s best we don’t even talk at all Don’t call me even if I should cross your mind Hard enough, I don’t need to hear your voice on my messages Let’s just call it quits it’s probably better so if I’m not returning your calls it’s cause
[Pre-Chorus:] Cause I’m not coming back I’m closing the door I used to be trippin’ over missin’ you but I’m not any more I got the picture phone baby, your picture’s gone Couldn’t stand to see your smile every time you dialed
[Chorus 1:] Cause it’s over girl you know it’s over this time So when you call I’m pressin 7 don’t wanna hear your messages messages I’m tryna erase you from my mind Cause it’s over I swear girl it’s over this time So don’t keep callin’ leavin messages don’t wanna know where you been Baby cause it’s over I still wake up every morning quarter to ten Still eat my cereal right at the kitchen table I can’t even remember how long it’s been When your troubles stayed & occupied Oh, ask about you whenever I come around I do what I can not to put my business in the streets Last thing I need is another episode keep conversations short and sweet because
[Pre-Chorus:] Cause I’m not coming back I’m closing the door I used to be trippin’ over missin’ you but I’m not any more I got the picture phone baby, your picture’s gone Couldn’t stand to see your smile every time you dialed
[Chorus 1:] Cause it’s over girl you know it’s over this time So when you call I’m pressin 7 don’t wanna hear your messages messages I’m tryna erase you from my mind Cause it’s over I swear girl it’s over this time So don’t keep callin’ leavin messages don’t wanna know where you been Baby cause it’s over You know that it’s over when the burnin’ & the yearnin inside your heart ain’t there anymore And you know that you’re through when she don’t do to you & move you like the way she moved you before And you wanna pull her close, but your heart has froze you kiss her but her eyes don’t close Then she goes I love your heart forever and it hurts you but you know that it’s better
[Chorus 2:] Girl you know it’s over Girl you know it’s over this time So when you call I’m pressin 7 don’t wanna hear your messages messages I’m tryna erase you from my mind Cause it’s over I swear girl it’s over this time So don’t keep callin’ leavin messages don’t wanna know where you been Baby cause it’s over Cause it’s over girl you know it’s over this time So when you call I’m pressin 7 don’t wanna hear your messages messages I’m tryna erase you from my mind Cause it’s over I swear girl it’s over this time So don’t be callin’ leavin messages don’t wanna know where you been Baby cause it’s over.
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Hey baby girl, I’ve been watching you all day (all day fadex3) Man that thing you got behind you is amazing (amazingx3) You make me want to take you out and let it rain (let it rainx3) I know you got a man but this is what you should say
Why don’t you tell him that I’m leavin’ never lookin back again You found somebody who does it better than he can No more making you cry, no more them gray skies Girl we flying on the g-fly g-fly And I’m leavin’ never lookin back again… So call your shawty you tell him you found a new man The one who’s so so fly The one to keep you high Have you singing all night, like that Oh oh oh [repeat] man she going to be sayin’ Oh oh oh oh [repeat]
Now if I talk it girl, you know that I will walk it out (walk it out [x3]) Man I’ll put my money (money) where my mouth is (mouth is [x3]) Cause you the baddest litte thing that I’ve ever seen (ever seen [x3]) So I’m a ask you one time if you got a man
Why don’t you tell him that I’m leavin’ never lookin back again You found somebody who does it better than he can No more making you cry, no more them gray skies Girl we flying on the g-fly g-fly And I’m leavin’ never lookin back again…
So call your shawty you tell him you found a new man The one who’s so so fly The one to keep you high Have you singing all night, like that Oh oh oh [repeat] man she going to be sayin’ Oh oh oh oh [repeat]
Don’t stress, don’t stress, don’t stress Just tell him to the left left left Don’t stress, don’t stress, don’t stress Cause we gone & we gone & we gone No stress, no stress, no stress Girl you deserve nothing but the best No stress, no stress, no stress Girl you need to tell him… That I’m leavin’ never lookin back again You found somebody who does it better than he can No more making you cry, no more them gray skies Girl we flying on the g-fly g-fly And I’m leavin’ never lookin back again… So call your shawty you tell him you found a new man The one who’s so so fly The one to keep you high Have you singing all night, like that Oh oh oh [repeat] man she going to be sayin’ Oh oh oh oh [repeat].
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Artist: Jesse McCartney Genres: Dance: Pop Pop
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Artist: Soulja Boy Album: Souljaboytellem.Com Year: 2008 Genre: Rap: Hip-Hop
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(feat. Sammie)
[Chorus: Sammie] Baby you know that I miss you I wanna get with you Tonight but I can not baby girl and that’s the issue Girl you know I miss you I just wanna kiss you But I can’t right now So baby kiss me through the phone Kiss me through the phone(I’ll see ya later on later on) Kiss me through the phone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home)
[Verse 1: Soulja Boy] Baby I know that u like me Your my future wify Soulja boy tell em yeah You can be my bonny I can be your clyde You can be my wife Text me call me I need you in my life Ya all day everyday I need ya And every time I see ya my feelings get deeper I miss ya I miss ya I really wanna kiss ya but I can’t
[Sammie:] 678 triple 9 8212
[Chorus:] Baby you know that I miss you I wanna get with you Tonight but I can not baby girl and that’s the issue Girl you know I miss you I just wanna kiss you But I can’t right now So baby kiss me through the phone Kiss me through the phone(I’ll see ya later on) Kiss me through the phone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home)
[Verse 2: Soulja Boy] Baby I’ve been thinking lately So much about you Everything about you I like it I love it Kissing you in public Thinking nothing of it Roses by the dozens Talking on the phone Baby your so sexy Your voice is so lovely I love your complection I miss ya [x3] I really wanna kiss ya but I can’t
[Sammie] 678 triple 9 8212
[Chorus:] Baby you know that I miss you I wanna get with you Tonight but I can not baby girl and that’s the issue Girl you know I miss you I just wanna kiss you But I can’t right now So baby kiss me through the phone Kiss me through the phone(I’ll see ya later on) Kiss me through the pnone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home)
[Soulja Boy:] She call my phone like (da)[x20] We on the phone like (da)[x20] We taking pics like (da)[x20] She dial my numba like (da)[x20]
[Sammie] 6 7 8 triple 9 8 2 1 2
[Chorus:] Baby you know that I miss you I wanna get with you Tonight but I can not baby girl and that’s the issue Girl you know I miss you I just wanna kiss you But I can’t right now So baby kiss me through the phone Kiss me through the phone(I’ll see ya later on) Kiss me through the pnone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home).
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Dear God, I pray, 4 all, my hatas all my hattas all my hattas all my hattas [x2] they hatten on me in I dont know why tryin 2 stop me tryna slow down my grind I want let em nawl I won’t let em I want let em I wont let em, nawl dey tryna stop me but I won’t let em I want let em just aint no how I cant give up aint gone give up cannot give up I just cant give up nawl
[Verse 1:] My life is a movement an everybody watchin are u entertained lookin at me partna? I made it out da hood lets just get this understood people think my life is good but its way more to it rumors spreadin round they tryna take my glory but theres two sides to everybodies story so let me tell the story truth with no lyin I hate when my moma call me cryin tellin me dre I feel like dying tellin me dre I feel like dying I remember growing up in westside of atlanta couldnt pay the light bill so we kept them candles askin moma questions she giving false answers I didnt wanna leave my hood I just couldnt stand it moved to mississippi and I finally had a family moved to mississippi and I finally had a family my dad my sista and my newly borned brother the first time I ever called another women mother fam I love ya I know I didnt show it my mom askin for money and you askin for nothing every day I told ya one day ima make it and if I never told you really appreciate ya if I never told ya I really appreciate ya
[Chorus:] Its in my soul I got passion I won’t stop cant stop rappen hatters blastin out they mouth just cause Soulja from the south but I won’t stop I won’t stop nawl I won’t stop I can’t stop nawl I won’t stop I cant stop nawl I won’t stop I can’t stop nawl
[Verse 2:] I got girls claiming I got em pregnant my life is really hecked Im going through the spectives don’t hated it just respect it if you cant respect it then I guess its to bad and if my don’t change then I guess its to sad but with a lot of moves I make I make a lot of people mad but with a lot of moves I make I make a lot of people glad glad glad yea glad I do it from the heart and if I wasn’t gonna finish man why would I even start? Im soulja boy tell em and my life is a movement but all I gotta say is please free my nigga gucci im soulja boy tell and my life is a movement but all I gotta say is mane free my nigga gucci
[Chorus:] Its in my soul I got passion I won’t stop cant stop rappen hatters blastin out they mouth just cause Soulja from the south but I won’t stop I won’t stop nawl I won’t stop I can’t stop nawl I won’t stop I cant stop nawl I won’t stop I can’t stop nawl
Soulja Boy tell em 18 years old (ay yea boy) Born in Chicago, IL (ay yea boy) July 28,1990 (ay yea boy) Cook County Hospital (ay yea boy) To the world by storm (ay yea boy) Made history (ay yea) Life is good (ay yea boy) thats what they say (ay yea) (ay yea boy).
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[Chorus:] When we start dancing What we do. We hurt they feelings. When we start dancing What we do. We hurt the feelings.
Security step up deep [x4]
Whoop rico and break his neck. Whoop rico and break his neck. Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck. [x2]
[Boss:] Go step to my battle field. Where my niggas come from. All we know is kill bill. That’s right. Breakin neck. We ain’t showing no respect. Try me. Some niggas at no will. Now watch me slow it down and then I take it in slow motion. And then I speed it up. And take it fast like a nigga on a top speed coaster. Now where my goons at? Load em up. Take aim and we ready to attack. And ain’t no backin down. We go pound for pound. Round for round. We knock em down. Now if you think you got them hands. And nigga that’s the plan. I’m a knock yo a** down like the black Jackie chan. The squad ain’t loosing. These bi***s keep choosing. And that’s why (ay, ay).
[Smurf:] Let me get em. Man I gotta hit the flo. Step into my fighting stand. And then I crank that rambo. Anyone can come and get it. It’s a war that I declare. If you want a double duo. Then I bring out yogi-bear. Watch us hit you left and right. Combos coming once or twice. We becomin stupid fast. Have yo whole clique scarred for life. Flawless victory on deck. But it’s time for round two. Put my hands up on my hips, Then I crank my Scooby-doo.
[Chorus:] When we start dancing What we do? We hurt they feelings. When we start dancing What we do? We hurt the feelings.
Security step up deep [x4]
Whoop rico and break his neck. Whoop rico and break his neck. Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck. [x2]
[Mike Dingo:] Ay. They love to see me move. Me and my whole crew. Cause everytime I lean they watch spectators try to do it too. So they keep on hesitating & hate, I put em in they place. I call my boy Tookie then we whoop rico in his face. No time to conversate. This ain’t the time or place. Watch me have to whoop a nigga a** Like my name was Billy blanks. This left a leave ya. Then my dance, we crucial like brutality. We leave ya’ll whole click stuck. Like we stole the d**n scene.
[Trez:] They said em twice. Another third times a charm. But why would you holla back, if a nigga in front of you ain’t no harm. He tried to lean, he tried to rock, but he can’t do it quite like me. Cause he keep doing the same ole move, constantly. Now watch us kill this dance. Soon as we hit the flo. Bout to get real crazy, don’t turn yo head. We bout to start the show. First you bend yo back, and lift yo head. Use yo hands and block yo head. Roll yo arms and show yo swagg. Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea).
[Chorus:] When we start dancing What we do. We hurt they feelings. When we start dancing What we do. We hurt the feelings.
Security step up deep [x4]
Whoop rico and break his neck. Whoop rico and break his neck. Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck. [x2]
[Soulja boy tell em:] (S.O.D. money gang entertainment) (I present to you the show stoppas) (When this song come on in the club) (Ya better get out the way) (Stacks on deck) (S.O.D. money gang entertainment) (Soulja boy soulja boy soulja boy tell em)
Security step up deep. [x6]
When we start dancing. What we do. We hurt they feelings. [x2]
Whoop rico and break his neck. Whoop rico and break his neck. Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck. (S.O.D. money gang)
When we start dancing. What we do. We hurt they feelings. [x2]
Whoop rico and break his neck. Whoop rico and break his neck. Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck. (S.O.D. Money Gang).
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