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(feat. Babyface)

[Chorus: Babyface]
I’m not sayin this to shake you up
I’m just sayin this to wake you up
It’s all good when we makin love
All I ask if you take our love for granted cause granted
Love for you is real
If you don’t love me somebody else will
Baby girl don’t you ever get to comfortable!

[Verse 1:]
Yea To The Left To The Left
If You Wanna Leave Be My Guest
You Can Step
Feelin Irreplaceable
Listen To Beyonce
Well Ok I’ll Put You Out On Your Bday
Hey Now If Your Rockin With Weezy
Bedroom In The Bank Baby We Safe
I Got Game Like E.A.
But I Wanna Let You Play
And Don’t I Treat You Like Suflai
Don’t I Look At You Like I See A New Day
And Don’t I Do What I Do Say
I’m Through Talkin So I’m a Let You, Face

[Chorus: Babyface]
I not sayin this to shake you up
I sayin this to wake you up
It’s all good when we makin love
All I ask if you take our love for granted cause granted
Love for you is real
If you don’t love me somebody else will
Baby girl don’t you ever get to comfortable!

[Verse 2:]
Yea Let Me Catch My Breath
Talk About Leavin And You Ain’t Gone Yet
And If You Leave
Leave Correct
And I’m a Send A Check
To Pick Up The Next
And If You Leave
Your Leavin The Best
So You Will Have To Settle For Less
And I Am No Elliot Ness
I Don’t Handcuff
I Don’t Arrest
I Do Confess
To The Virgincy
Cause Under Them Sheets
I Am A Mess
Yes, Baby Your Blessed
Not Chess Don’t Jump Ya Ness

[Chorus: Babyface]
I not sayin this to shake you up
I sayin this to wake you up I
It’s all good when we makin love
All I ask if you take our love for granted cause granted
Love for you is real
If you don’t love me somebody else will
Baby girl don’t you ever get to comfortable!

[Verse 3:]
Yea, It’s No Sweat No Sweat
I Would Never 1, 2, 3, Forget
About You
Yo Love, Yo Sex
You Know I Work You Out Like Boflex
I Jokes No Stress
Love Live Life Proceed Progress
Make Sure The Neighbors Get No Rest
We Can Get Together Never Disconnect
Yea. Yo Back Yo Neck
Funny How That Song Havnt Got Old Yet
To Us
So Let’s Project
You Stay In
Never Incorrect
Face!

[Chorus: Babyface]
I not sayin this to shake you up
I sayin this to wake you up I
It’s all good when we makin love
All I ask if you take our love for granted cause granted
Love for you is real
If you don’t love me somebody else will
Baby girl don’t you ever get to comfortable!

(feat. T-Pain)

[Talking: Lil Wayne]
I need a Win-Dixie grocery bag full of money right now to the VIP section (wosh, wosh, wosh)
You got young Mula now tonight baby, yeah!
Yeah! Young!
Young! (wosh) Young! (wosh) young! (wosh) young mula baby!

[CHORUS: T-Pain]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way
Gettin’ mug from everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way

[Lil Wayne:]
I was bouncing through the club
She loved the way I diddy bop
I see her boyfriend hatin’ like a city cop
Now I ain’t never been a chicken but my fitty cocked
Say I ain’t never been a chicken but my semmi cocked
Now where your bar at?
I’m tryna rent it out
And we so bad about it
Now what are you about?
DJ show me love, he say my name when the music stop
Young Money, Lil Wayne then the music drop
I make it snow, I make it flurry
I make it out like tomorrow don’t worry
Yeah, Young Wayne on them hoes
A.k.a. Mr. Make it rain on them hoes (young money)

[CHORUS: T-Pain]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it (yeah)
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way
Gettin’ mug from everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way

[Lil Wayne:]
It go one for the money, two for the show
Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll(chris)
Like some clap on lights in this bitch
I’m a be clapping all night in this bitch
Lights off, man it’s on
Creep saw me, she smiling, he muggin’
Who cares, cause my goons are right here
It is nothin to a big dog
And I’m a great Dane, I wear eight chains
I mean so much ice, they yell skate Wayne!
She wanna f**k Weezy, but she wanna rape wayne

[CHORUS: T-Pain]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it (yeah)
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way
Gettin’ mug from everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like…

[Lil Wayne:]
Okay, it’s Young Wayne on them hoes
A.k.a. Mr. Make it rain on them hoes
Like ehhhh!
Everybody say Mr. Rain man can we have a rainy day?
Bring a umbrella, please bring a umbrella
Ella, ella, ella ehhh!
Bitch ain’t shit but a hoe in a trick
Bet you no one ain’t trickin if you got it
You know we ain’t f**king if you not thick
And I cool your ass down if you think you’re hot shit
So rolex watch this
I do it 4 5 6 my click
Clack goes the black 4/5
And just like it I blow that shit
Cause bitch I’m the bomb like (tick tick)
Yeah!

[CHORUS: Unisen]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it (yeah)
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way
Gettin’ mug from everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like (fly)
This a way (fly) thata way (fly)
This way (fly) that way

[Lil Wayne:]
Yeah, it’s young wayne on them hoes
A.k.a. Mr. Make it rain on them hoes
Yeah, young wayne on them hoes
Make a stripper fall in love T-Pain on them hoes
Aha!

[Verse 1:]
A Millionaire,
I’m a Young Money Millionaire
Tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria compared to your career just isn’t fair
I’m a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed
Through the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I don’t write shit cause I ain’t got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dolla,
And the all mighty power of dat ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha fuck a copper,
Got tha maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers… ha ha ha ha you can’t catch em, you can’t stop em,
I go by them goon rules,
If you can’t beat em, then you pop em,
You can’t man em, then you mop em,
You can’t stand em, then you drop em,
You pop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,

[Verse 2:]
A millie in here
With them Young Money Millionaires
Think you wheelie pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli… the Vanilli’s in here I’m a rascal don’t get whopped,
I get brats who don’t give top, I get tassel, pass you with a flow you could
Never put a brake on, An I break on anything a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like I’m Akon,
Cause I make cons… Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops I’m kamikaze
Drop a rock with them Obamas, Illie in the mind, really with the nine,
Millie when I rhyme, silly anytime, Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime,
Penny on the line, Plentys in me, any guinea’s with em bigger than a mini and remind
I’m Illie and it’s all off G piece and a P… G walk by beep beep,
With a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big feet on a jeep…
She caught by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death, prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left… Ha

I’m illi in here I’m a young money millionaire
What chyall really want it naw
Y’all don’t really wanna do it
If hip hop is dead I am the embalming fluid
And I don’t care who it be, I’m steppin to it
Notice I say ‘it’ cause to me, it ain’t shit
Get. it.
Call me whacha like trick
Call me on my sidekick
Never answer when it’s private
Man I hate a shy chick
Don’t you hate a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she ain’t shy no mo’
She changed her name to my chick
Hahaha, yea boy that’s my girl
And she pops excellent up in waynes world
Totally dude you should
See their faces when they see that
This robot can move
And it’s say…
Hahaha, yea
And it go…
That’s right

I’m a millionaire I’m a
Young money cash money fast money
Slow money mo’ money neva low money
What is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and make a ‘rest in peace’ shirt of it
Tell those niggas beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cause I
Killed and now don’t tell no one you heard of me
It’s like, the beat was screamin, murder me
And I’m a, murderer
So I murdered it

And you niggas is what I eatin I’ll make sure of it
And he who don’t believe me I’ll make dessert of him
Sherbet him, I mean
Shame on him, or her Carter, Father, Of

This rap thang, this is my race
Gon’ take a lap man weezy babys nursery
Now gon’ take a nap man, it’s nap time
I’ll holla back at you at snack time

Weezy… F… yea, ok
They say I’m rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
Who dat
Who dat said they gon’ beat Lil Wayne
My name ain’t bic, but I keep that flame boi
Who dat one
Dat do dat boy
Ya’ll knew dat
True dat swallow
And I be the shhhh
Now you got loose bowels

I don’t owe you like two vowels
But I’d like for you to pay me by the hour
Hahaha
And I’d rather be pushing flowers,
Than to be in the penn sharing showers
See Tony told us this world was ours
And the Bible told us every girl was sour
Don’t play in the garden and don’t smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many girls like I’m Michael Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn’t doubt me

Man, life, just ain’t life, without me
Hip hop just ain’t hip hop, without me
Young moola baby.

Yessir!
They can’t stop me… even if they stopped me ha ha ha yea

I’m on it ooh I’m on it I’m so on it and how ever you want it
You can get it tonight hoe
And all night hoe I get the beat from
(Mistro)
A fuckin right hoe
I might crazy go on these niggas I don’t give a motherfuck
Run up in a nigga house and shoot his grandmother up what!
What I don’t give a motherfuck get cha baby kidnapped
And ya baby motherfuck
It’s tha Carter 3 bitch better put ya supper up
Hollygrove I throw it up like I’m tryna lose my gut
Fuck is up beat him up like a million uppercuts
Got a million duffeled up for the fuck of it
Shit get on my level you can’t get on my level
You would need a spaceshuttle or a ladder that’s forever
However I’m better if not now than never
Don’t you ever fix ya lips unless you bout to suck my dick
Bitch swallow words taste my thoughts
And if it’s too nasty spit it back at me
Two more inches I’d been in that casket
According to the doctor I could of died in traffic
Bounce right back on them bitches like Magic
Abra-cadabra I’m up like Viagra
I just do this shit for my click like Adam Sandler
I control hip hop and I’m a keep it on my channel
Watch me!
Bitch watch me!
Bitch watch me!
But they cannot see me like Hitler
It’s the New Orleans Nightmare
Money so old it’s growin white hair
Young Money baby
Yeah we right here
I’m a make sure we ball till we fall like tears
And mama don’t cry
Ya son can handle his
I got her out the hood and put her in the hills
Yeah when I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days
And sure enough I got Miss Cita in a better place
When I was fourteen I told my mom we will see better days
And sure enough we did exactly what I say
I told my girl when you fuck me better fuck me good
Cause if another girl could she gon fuck me good
No sittin at the table if you bringin nothin to it
And I get straight to it like it’s nothin to it
Yea I got game like Stuart… Scott
Fresh out the ESPN shop
And when sports in the poppin
E’ery thang stoppin but you can’t fool me I know what you watchin
ME!
You watch me
You watch me
Cause I be
WEE-ZY must see t.v.
C3 nigga that’s me
And I’m me I’m me
Times three so retreat or suffer defeat
I’m back 3 PEAT
C3.

Artist: LeAnn Rimes
Album: Family
Year: 2007
Genre: Pop

Download LeAnn Rimes album Family

Hung my cotton dress on rusted wire
Up there on Pelahatchie bridge
Just a crazy roughnecks daughter
Jumped head first into the water
Baptized away my sins

Hitched to town with Bobby Jo and Tommy
Couple of lookers new best friends
We slipped in back of Sunday service
Know them church ladies they heard us
Bum smoke money from the offering

Mamma said “Idle hands are
Devil’s handy work”
Oh the trouble you’ll get into
When you got nothin’ better to do, got nothing better to
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Sign read bait, chips, beer and ammunition
That slim-Jim bag boy hadn’t a prayer
I hiked my skirt and did the talkin’
While them boys were busy walkin’
Case of .5 out the back door

Hid deep in the Mississippi back woods
We danced and played around til’ dark
I had them wrestling for my first kiss
Turned into a fight and they missed
Me speeding off in Tommy’s car

Mamma said “Idle hands are
Devil’s handy work”
Oh the trouble you’ll get into
When you got nothin’ better to do, got nothing better to
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Nobody hurt, nobody harmed
Nobody’s business but my own

Mamma said “Idle hands are
Devil’s handy work”
Oh the trouble you’ll get into
When you got nothin’ better to do, got nothing better to
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

(feat. Jon Bon Jovi)

It might be hard to be lovers
But its harder to be friends
Baby pull down the covers
Its time you let me in
Maybe light a couple candles
Ill just go ahead and lock the door
If you just talk to me baby
Til we aint strangers anymore

Lay your head on my pillow
I sit beside you on the bed
Dont you think its time we say
Some things we havent said
It aint too late to get back to that place
Back to where, we thought it was before
Why dont you look at me
Til we aint strangers anymore

Sometimes its hard to love me
Sometimes its hard to love you too
I know its hard believing
That love can pull us through
It would be so easy
To live your life

With one foot out the door
Just hold me baby
Til we aint strangers anymore

[Solo]

Its hard to find forgivness
When we just run out of lies
Its hard to say youre sorry
When you cant tell wrong from right
It would be so easy
To spend your whole damn life
Just keeping score
So lets get down to it baby
There aint no need to lie

Tell me who you think you see
When you look into my eyes
Lets put our two hearts back together
And we’ll leave the broken pieces on the floor
Make love with me baby
Til we aint strangers anymore

We’re not strangers anymore
We’re not strangers
We’re not strangers anymore.

I know what makes me comfortable
And I know what makes me tick
And I when I need to get my way
I know how to pour it on thick
Cream and sugar in my coffee
Right away when I awake
I face the day, and pray to God
I won’t make the same mistakes

All the rest is out of my hands
I will learn to let go what I cannot change
I will learn to forgive what I cannot change
I will learn to love what I cannot change
But I will change, yeah I will change
Whatever I, whenever I can

Yeah I don’t know my father
Or my mother well enough
It seems like every time we talk
We can’t get passed the little stuff
The pain is self-inflicted
I know it’s not good for my health
But it’s easier to please the world
Then it is to please myself

All the rest is out of my hands
I will learn to let go what I cannot change
I will learn to forgive what I cannot change
I will learn to love what I cannot change
But I will change, yeah I will change
Whatever I, whenever I can

Well I know I can’t care about how everyone else really feels
I have enough hurt of my own to heal

I will learn to let go what I cannot change
I will learn to forgive what I cannot change
I will learn to let go what I cannot change
I will learn to forgive what I cannot change
I will learn to love what I cannot change
But I will change, yeah I will change
Whatever I, whenever I can.

You been gone
You been gone
You been gone one day
One day to long

I’m the kind of woman who understands
How the road can be so hard on a traveling man
I don’t mind giving you a little room to breathe
Then you go and take advantage of my generosity
I’m home, waiting
Alone, aching
Your times run out ’cause
Yesterday this love could have been saved
Just crawl back out ain’t no way

You been gone
You been gone
You been gone one day
One day too long

You see, I ain’t a once in a while kind of thing
You see, love is being here for each other
Even with you standing right here, right now, right in front of my face
You’re still looking right through me
Well, let me clear something up for you honey

I called you up
Told you I was
Missing, needing
To be soothed by you
Keep your reasons
I’m done pleasing
Ain’t it funny now
I’m leaving, and your the one who’s being left behind
God sent me a man who will give me my time

You been gone
You been gone
You been gone one day
One day too long.…

Honey on a teaspoon
Sugar in a bowl
An eager man’s always an easy catch
Butter on the skillet
Whisky in a glass
To start a flame you’ve got to light a match

Ooh you know what he wants
You know what he wants
Ooh

Got to get a hold, got to get a hold, get a hold of your man
Better get him while, better get him while, better get him while you can
Good to be a lion, good to be a lion, instead of a lamb
Use what you got, take the upper hand

Always be a lady
But tease him like a tramp
A temptation that’s hard to resist
Treat him like a hero
Let him long to be your slave
Take advantage of your God given gift

Ooh you got what he wants
Yeah, you got what he wants
Ooh

Got to get a hold, got to get a hold, get a hold of your man
Better get him while, better get him while, better get him while you can
Good to be a lion, good to be a lion, instead of a lamb
Use what you got take the upper hand

Generations before will testify it’s true
Girl your gonna see how much he really loves you

Got to get a hold, got to get a hold get, a hold of your man
Better get him while, better get him while, better get him while you can
Good to be a lion, good to be a lion, instead of a lamb
Use what you got take the upper hand..

Mama’s high heels, cherry lipstick
And a goodwill dress
Play pretending, danced for the mirror
A fairytale princess

Chorus

Pretty things are yours to hold
My pretty thing soon you will know
Pretty things you think you need
But don’t make you beautiful
Pretty things will rot with love
Pretty things will fade with time
It’s what’s inside that makes you shine
My pretty thing

It’s only natural, the table’s turning
And gracefully I’ll learn
How to cradle the one who raised me
Will be too fragile for this world

Chorus

Selfless and faithful
As good as you should be
Open and fearless
Oh, what a gift you gave

Chorus.