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I know some of y'all sick of songs y'all be hearin on the radio-
ohhhh (ohhh!) So me and Timbaland gon' give that shit you never heard before (shit you never heard before-ohhh) It's like drinkin liquor or weed or X whatever does you the best My beats, are so (sooooo) addic-hictive C'mon get krunk with me See if you're ridin down the street and you're bout to roll that shit up You don't need drugs or weed Oh nah you ain't smokin that stank shit up in my car Get your feet off my dashboard C'mon get krunk with me Oh yeah you wanna get krunk though? Well pop this CD in right here and take a hit of me My album is so, addic-hictive My album is so addictive {*echoes} Man bump this ballad shit |
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| 5:02 |
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Gimme that funk, mmm..
Funk, mmm.. yo gimme that Funk.. sho' nuff that Funk.. Yo, yo Beware of the dogs, off the chain Fuck your whips at the club we piss in the parkin lanes Blow it up ten frames so you see it wide If your broad ain't fuckin she don't need to ride (beat it) She can crawl in the trunk with her knees inside by the spare, she hungry I'll feed her fries Cause I'ma, dog nigga, shot-call nigga My shotgun talk with a lecture hall scripture Applaud {*ahh*} bitch, shake that ass I getcha, drunk and high and duct tape that ass fast Then leave you on your daddy front lawn (ding dong) with your hair all fucked up, with one pump on Get stomped on, I take the money and run I'm a dog, shit I fuck right in front of your son If you ain't got Missy and Meth want me to spit the hot shit for you? Nigga, write your check When you come home from work, I'm gon' make you do more work Pour some wine in the cup, sip sippin on sizz-urp Ohhh.. ohhh.. now we gon' make love to and in ya SLIDE, wanna take a ride When you with me oh so right, tell them boys not tonight Say you chillin witcho bitch and this is one y'don't wanna miss Uhh uhh.. cause this love right here is on fire (fire) SLIDE, wanna take a ride *I love it boy when you play this song Dead wrong, you know this record be turnin me on You keep me growlin like a dog in heat Hey wodie put it down make me sleep for weeks * Repeat You on the block layin low, from the cops layin low When you done let me know cause my love make you be like WHOA Ohhh.. ohhh.. cause I got yo' mind in the trenches SLIDE, let's take a ride Baby come give me some HEY WODIE ain't no other one can shine on my life and make me wanna stay the night Mmmm mmmm.. cause you put butterflies on my stomach SLIDE, baby won't you slide * Repeat Yo yo I wanna gangsta BOOGIE with my GANGSTA BITCH Love it when the pussy talk back thanks to dick All my dogs (woof) playin the wall, get at these broads You ain't got no-ass-at'all, we ain't fuckin wit y'all I'm not your smooth lovin, see me at Casbah thuggin Hands where your Stove Top be stuffin Never catch Tical hand-cuffin, I'm in your party puffin Smellin like that Wu-Tang production Cousin tried to tell me pussy come a dime a dozen And when it come around I'll beat it down like percussion Missy come and get me, I'm bout to call Doc We can all meet up at Peanut's, I heard it was the spot Somebody roll the weed up, push the car lighter, kick your feet up Saturday Night, who got the Fever? Brought the flavor, of indonesia Puff puff give type procedures and this joint bumpin out your speakers * Repeat I'm gonna take you high to the top and let your body not reject me babe I'm gonna make you really love me I'm gonna make you scream don't stop But you must first respect his lady You must respect this lady |
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| 3. |
| 4:36 |
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Ooooooh, I don`t want I don`t need I can`t stand no minute man
I don`t want no minute man Ooooooh, here`s your chance be a man take my hand understand I don`t want no minute man Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH Ohh, ohh.. Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH Ohh, ohh.. Boy I`ma make you love me, make you want me And I`ma give you some attention, tonight Now follow my intuitions, what you`re wishin` See I`ma keep you up all night, for a long time So start countin` away *Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don`t want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don`t want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don`t want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don`t want, no.. Tonight I`ma give it to you, throw it to you I want you to come prepared, ohhh yeah (oh yes) Boy it`s been a long time, a crazy long time And I don`t want no minute man, and that`s real Give it to me some more * Repeat Yeah, uhh, uhh It`s time to set yo` clock back bout as long as you can I stop daylight, it`s Ludacris the maintenance man Get your oil changed, I check fluids and transmission You one minute FOOLS, you wonder why y`all missin On the back of milk cartons and there`s no reward No regards, close but it`s no cigar A hard head make a soft ass, but a hard dick make the sex last I jump in pools and make a big splash Water overflowin, so get your head right It`s all in yo` mind punk so keep your head tight Enough with tips and advice and thangs I`m big dog, havin women seein stripes and thangs They go to sleep, start snorin, countin sheep and shit They so wet, that they body start to leak and shit Just cause I`m an ALL-nighter, shoot ALL fire Ludacris, balance and rotate ALL tires Ooooooh, I don`t want I don`t need, I can`t stand no minute man I don`t want no minute man Ooooooh, here`s your chance be a man take my hand understand I don`t want no minute man Uh, uh You know lil` mama ain`t with that quick shit You better break me off stiff tongue or stiff dick One minute, two minutes, three minutes Hell naw, to please me you gotta sleep in it I see you talk a good game and you play hard But if I put this thing on ya, can you stay hard? If not, you better keep your day job Cause I`m looking for a man to make me say God (GOD!) I`m all class and you know this I`ll work your ass out like aerobics So baby stay focused Start off slow and then speed it up Baby show me what you got, is you a G or what? If you can`t beat it up then eat it up Put a cherry on top, whip cream it up, What? Break me off, break-break me off Break-break me off Show me what you got (What?) Break me off, show me what you got (What?) Break me off, show me what you got Break-break me off, break-break me off |
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| 4. |
| 3:53 |
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You don't want to speak my name
Mes around and get that ass blown away BLAAAH! Full gon' away I neva like ya tail anyway Missy got somethin to say I ride down the block in an Escalade Bling, bling all in ya face I think you might need to put on ya shades RAH! I know you feel me though Ya hatin on me but you hear me though 20" rims sittin crazy low AHHHH! I'ma crazy hoe. I'ma keep the party live Me and Timbaland gon' flip it tonight Keep ya hands in the sky Wave 'em round like ya crazy high. You don't know who I be Ya mammy neva told you not to fuck wit' me If I give ya head you'll neva leave RAH! Stop sweatin' me Flip it on the black hand side Look here boy don't you even try Make me dislocate ya spine Me rings put the shine like turkemtide What you comin' round here now fo' Baby hell no you just want my doe Get ya black as on the flo' Fool touch me that's a no, no RAH! Mr. DJ won't you play that song Tell them freaks shake they nasty thongs Hay boys won't you sing along 'Cause we gon' rock the party 'till the early morn. |
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| 3:57 |
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Headbanger.. hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me
Yeah.. gimme some new shit Yeah.. gimme some new shit Yeah.. gimme some new shit Yeah.. gimme some new shit Missy be puttin it down, I'm the hottest round I told y'all mother(*skurt*), y'all can't stop me now Listen to me now, I'm lastin twenty rounds And if you want me (NIGGA) then come on get me now (YES) Is you with me now (YES) then biggie biggie bounce (YES) I know you dig the way I sw-sw-switch my style (HOLLA!!) People sing around (YES) Now people gather round, now people jump around *Go, get your freak on (*repeat 6X*) Go, getcha getcha getcha getcha getcha freak on * Repeat WHO'S THAT BIIIIITCH? People you don't know? Me and Timbaland been hot since twenty years ago What da dilly yo, now what da drilly yo If you wanna battle me then (NIGGA) lemme know (HOLLA!!) Got to feel it son Lemme throw you some.. {*Japanese voice*} People here I come, now sweat me when I'm done We got the radio shook like we got a gun * Repeat QUIET!!!!!!! Sssshhhhhh, hush yo' mouth Silence when I, spit it out {*hach-PTOO*}.. in yo' face Open your mouth, give you a taste (HOLLA!!) Ain't no stoppin me Copywritten so, don't copy me Y'all do it, sloppily And y'all can't come, close to me (YES) I know you feel me now (YES) I know you hear me loud (YES) I scream it loud and proud (YES) Missy gon' blow it down (YES) People gon' play me now (YES) in and outta town (YES) Cause I'm the best around (YES) with this crazy style * Repeat ... ichi ni san shi.. |
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| 6. |
| 3:58 |
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Music..
Huh, huh.. ohhh.. Huh, huh.. ohhh.. Huh, huh.. ohhh.. I met him in the Bahamas, I love that nigga per-sona Smoke that nigga marijuana, get freaky call me Madonna Lay on the bed he follow, bone him until to-morrah Make him sing high sopran-ah, AHHHHHHHH!! Fifty-fo'-fifty-fifty, Mr. Act-Super-Kinky Baby what you gon' get me, is some rings for my lil' pinkie Money will multiply, 'fore you run up inside Make me all weak and tired, mmhmmm.. *You got ta.. (scream) If you up in the club, you think you tearin it up You got ta, got ta.. (scream) Well pour most of the liquor, then you watchin people buzz You got ta, got ta.. (scream) If you from out of town, you think you're holdin it down You got ta, got ta.. (scream) You got ta.. you got ta.. He say he from Puerto Rico, he told me to call him Chico Freakin up in the Nico, my ego got really negro Throw the heat throw heat be bold, though I'm like dice in cee-lo Makin heads scream and moan, AHHHHH!!! Send 'em back home Boy is really worth it, just to get dirty dirty Give me that liquor liquor, make me talk slurry slurry Money will multiply, 'fore you run up inside Get me all weak and tired, mmhmmm.. * Repeat He asked could he rock my body, he also asked could he buy me a drink six-oh Ferrari, then ride up in my safari Shit what a deal word up, how much it cost now Shit what the deal word up how much it cost Play your position listen, where is your pot to piss in 'Fore we start really kissin, hot as freaky kitchen Hey what the deal word up how much it cost now Hey what the deal word up how much it cost now * Repeat (x2) |
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| 7. |
| 4:01 |
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Flip da beat
Oh yeah I'm feelin this one You remember back in the old school days You used to have joints like this and you'd be up in the club dancin like your moms and your pops Hehe, I know y'all know what I'm talkin about So we gon' flip it like this, ooh, ooh Before you take me out let's, have a conversation No touchy touchy cause it might lead to havin relations Let's get to the point, boy, no abbreviations Don't wanna give it up too quick, I wanna build up anticipation *Once you get me will you know how to act Will you do me right (Ooh, I need to know, I need to know) Once you get me will you keep my pockets fat Keep me lookin tight (Ooh, yeah) I wanna give it some time and, get to know eachother Let's be friends before we think about being lovers Ain't no need to rush it, if this is forever If you wait on this love, I promise it'll get mo' betta and betta * Repeat Flashlights (flashlight) Neon lights (neon light) Party rides, all night Love me right, keep me lookin tight (lookin tight) So nice (so nice) That's what I's like * Repeat (x2) |
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| 4:58 |
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You're so incredible
Ever since the day we became, we became.. so personal Everyday that I spend with you it gets.. unforgettable Anything that I did with you, I don't.. regret at all (I love everything about you) Take away, your gold and platinum chains (and I'm gonna love you baby) Cause I'm gon' love, love you anyway (I ain't in it for the cheddar baby) I'm not in it for, for the love of cash (oh no no, you might go broke, but I'm) Cause if you go broke, I gotta make it last (not goin nowhere, nowhere, nowhere..) Listen, let's make, it national I want the whole world to know I'm with you, and I'm.. in love Ain't no girl in this world can fill your shoes, none not at all The things you do for me is so.. unbelievable And you can take away all the platinum chains Take away, your gold and platinum chains Cause I'm gon love, love you anyway (I'ma love you anyway, yes I am) I'm not in it for, for the love of cash (I'm only in it for the love of you) Cause if you go broke I gotta make it last (I gotta make it last babyyy) I just wanna be the perfect match You don't even have to ask.. I just wanna be the perfect match We become so attached.. (we become so attached baby that's all I ask) I just wanna be the perfect match You don't even have to ask.. I just wanna be the perfect match We become so attached.. (be the perfect match baby, so attached, yeahyeaheyeahhh) Now can you hold me, now can you feel me Now can you get near me.. For once in your lifetime, for once in your lifetime Now can you hold me, now can you feel me Now can you get near me.. For once in your lifetime, for once in your lifetime Take away, your gold and platinum chains Cause I'm gon' love, love you anyway I'm not in it for, for the love of cash Cause if you go broke, I gotta make it last |
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| 9. |
| 4:49 |
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Uhh, yo
This is for my motherfucking club heads, you feel me? AAAAOOW!! People, gangstas, and pimps and people Smokin that deeper reefer Up in the club wit speakers I had some base and tweeters DJ is jockin needle Sweat till I catch a fever Call me the illest diva Yo I'm on FIRE!!!!! People go head and drink up Get in the club get fucked up See me you got get lucked up Someone to touch your rubber Show me some love, strip off your clothes, and take off your socks The party's jumpin, I see something fine Boy I wanna kiss you, but I'm just too shy Let me dance with you, let me wear you out Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X it out The music's bangin, way down in my soul When you dance behind me, I lose all control Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist When the music comes on, you take my breath away *This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my ecstasy people C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down This is for my people, my party people This is for my people, my ecstasy people C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down I'm at the bar now, and I'm buying drinks And I got this feeling, and it's all over me I wanna dance with you, and lick your face Take me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy The vibe is right now, and I'm bout to score Mr. DJ can you, play this joint once more Cuz I see the man I want, I want him right away I'm look him right in his face and say dance with me * Repeat Freak that, come here baby, grab it from the back Baby you the mack, and you know that Put the needle on the track skip that, flip that, bring the beat back Freak that, come here baby, grab it from the back Baby you the mack, and you know that Put the needle on the track, skip that, flip that, bring the beat back Uno... dos... tres... Uno... dos... tres... Uno... dos... tres... Uno... dos... tres... Can't stand when a nigga fuckin up my plans All night liquored up while I'm tryin to dance Drunk, and his breath stink, freaky with his hands Cocky with his mouth please like he got a fan Can't stand when a bitch all in my side I don't even know her and she all up in my light Givin me the side eye like she wanna fight Philly known for boxing bitch better get it right Can't stand when a DJ fuckin up the song Know I'm tryin to shake my ass all night long Cuttin up the same shit all night long High 'fore I got there, now my shit is blown Can't stand when it aint jumpin like I want Cats that try to stop my fun, take away my blunt I don't give a fuck he aint gon' take away my fun See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run, uh * Repeat |
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| 1:11 |
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uh hehe uh hehe ,Yes in deed Yes in deed out this mothafucka back with the
right foot steppin in first and the left foot steppin in after i go by the Devine atureboot of Bus a Bus Down suttin other wise known as Busta Motha Fucking Rhymes out this bitch You know what I mean cause Im in the spot love it when a bitch kiss up on a mafucka i luv it the way when i piss up on a mafucka mafucka they need to chill relax what yaw need to do is listen up mafucka so as we begin to get u addictive to the shit thats so addictive make sure u got your ppls with you know one of your peoples that stay sober You know to make sure you get home safely cause we about to take it there mafucka's Miss-E Missy Missdameanor Elliot sooooooooooooooooo....... Addictive. |
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| 3:15 |
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Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-DUNN-dun
Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-DUNN-dun Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-DUNN-dun Dun-dun-dun, dun-dun-DUNN-dun I be dippin in clubs, girls screamin, "Do you want it Timb?" Niggaz, playa hatin sayin, "Who the hell is him?" I'm in the back, gleamin from all that virgin gem Keep a bunch of pretty models surroundin Timb I'm over capac'y when it come to makin them beats Me and Missy makin Y'ALL, move y'all feets Makin y'all dance and tango, make y'all legs get weak That's only cause we drop a bunch of heat That's whatcha gonna expect, comin from my crew Bunch of dope beats, and a bunch of dope lyrics too I know that's too much for you to handle dude Now ask yourself what.. *Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do? When me come in the spot, dem wannn' jock Dem nasty boy lookin around, with big cocks Them girls be plottin on how to get the rocks So I beat that ass to the ground like I'm the cops AHH, what they gon' say, AHH, don't wan' play RRR, get 'em in the club, AHH, smokin on hay, HEY AHH, when I'm in my ride, OH AHH, people walkin by AH AHH, pistol by my side, B-BRRR, in case dem wan' try * Repeat I be gettin in girls clothes, make 'em buy my whole wardrobe Better get all my dough, pluckin the hair in my nose It's official I'm a pimp, cause my name glows If (?) I'm back to the Yugos Talkin that junk, you get BURRIED You don't wanna end up in the cemeTARRRRY Me and Timbaland got tracks that will KILL YOU Any other hen I got gats that will PEEL YOU Whatcha gon' say, RRR, whatcha gon' do, RRR When I'm in the club, RRR, comin for you I'm just a smooth motherfucker (aww yeah baby) (Y'all heard me?!) Ahhh Whatcha gon' say, RRR, whatcha gon' do, RRR When I'm in the club, RRR, and comin for you I'm just a smooth motherfucker * Repeat (x2) |
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| 12. |
| 3:58 |
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I know your not my man
That you belong to someone else (nah) Now come on in, an shut the door I make sure you enjoy yourself If you give me a try, before you deny I'm still in love wit you Or maybe obsessed wit you Aaaoooo We don't make love no more (umm hmm) We don't kiss and we hug like we used to (used to) But I'm still in love with you Wait Wait a minute Now if I drive by your house (house) And see some bitch in your bed, under the spreads Giving you.....head Then I'm gonna turn it out (hhaay) *I'm the only one who keep you satisfied And though were not together I remember what you like So tell them chicks to step off cause I fill your appetite And I'm the only women who gon do it like you like (Hey uh) What part don't you get? (hey hey) Even though I'm not your girl anymore And you don't want me no more I deserve to know who you sleepin' wit (ooooh yyeeaah) Is she better then me? (me me) Do she cook, do she clean? Do she sew, do she sting? Can she do these things? Cause I... * Repeat I still love ya baby Makes no difference to me And I still wantcha baby Want to be the one you need The one you call on (umm umm) Cause I'm the only one that makes you feel good (umm umm) Sing it to me * Repeat (x2) |
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| 3:35 |
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Boy let me free your mind, let's hook up tonight
Take you on a flight, high, high Make you warm inside,I won't waste your time My love is so divine, it feels like I'm on... *Ecstaacyy, I'm willing, to do all the things I said I wouldn't do, on... Ecstaacyy, the feeling, makes me feel like I'm in love with you Boy look into my eyes, I'm so energized Make it last long time, touch meeeee Everything feels sweet, my body feel your breeze Up against me, it feels like I'm on ... * Repeat (Oh it feels like I'm on) Ecstaacyy, I feel like I can, jump in and do something Feel so free, I feel like makin love to you So what you wanna do? (AHH..ahhh..AHH!) Ecstaacyy, I feel like I can, jump in and do something Feel so free, Ifeel like I'm in love with you So what you wanna doooo? * Repeat |
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| 4:05 |
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Me and my clique
Run thur the gutter breakin down shutter As the beat goes, dun dun dun duna Ain't nothing better than these favorite buttas It's like freakin wit your lova tryin bust his rubba Have him have him undercover like he thought he never How the hell a bitch like me become so celvaYall wack MC's , yall never never Talkin hard as a cock but is light as a feather Yall suspect hoe's yall suspect hoe'sTakin off your clothe yall reject hoe's Fell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em[Chorus] Missy (Timbaland)Slap! Slap!Slap! Right across your melon, easy(Nigga,Slap!Slap!Right across your melon, easy) Yall lil'Tryin act bigga don't yall get the picture Every freakin year I come wit something sicka Fan's takin flick's wanna get my pictureFreak's only speak 揇o you know Jigga? Strange muthafucka's wanna be my niggaTurn your man to a ass-licker Cheatin ass men means, cheatin as menTime to stop gamin and stay the fuck in Fell the rhythm, I'm bout to kill em Missy (Timbaland)Slap!Slap!Slap! Right across your melon, pronto(I said,Slap!Slap!Slap! Right across your melon, pronto) You don't wanna get smacked right quickWit a upper cut like this I don't give a fuck if you don't like thisStill get paid to bust the right shit Still get paid to hope on the dickI'm a prostitute, I gotta a lot of loot But if you knock the boots,but at lease cop the coup What I'm post to do, starve for youThis ain't ??, I can't crawl for you That's impossibleI make the ruleI pay the duesI wear the pants Bought the shoes, they Prada tooFuck wit me you loseStep to me and get brused Your chances are not few, they noneSo what I'm bitchyRoll a phat blunt wit Missy In the front wit meTim hit AHH, wit the bang to the boggada beat Burnin em wit the heatIt don't conser me, when nigga talk shit They just wanna learn meWhen they see me,I permentalyDamage they shit internally And Slap!Slap!Slap! em right across the melon Nigga,Slap!Slap!Slap! Right across your melon, easy I'm the M-S-J-A-D-E Toes and lows , bling like I'm B.G.I don't know nigga help, shit, I write my own Just gimme a beat and a muthafuckin microphone Picture this shit me Missy and Timbaland We bout to take it to the streets, but they chicken ran Oh Shit, It's gettin kinda hot in hereOh Shit, Make niggas stop and stare Talk dirty, rock-a-bye a birdySmack the shit out the Clyde Cause Bonnie should have pay meGet old heads for they checks that sign right And I get lil' boys for they doe on prom night Cause I do my thing, knots in a pocketSlap!Slap!Slap! All up in your knogen, earlyI said,Slap!Slap!Slap!All up in your knogen Nigga,Slap!Slap!Slap!Right across your melon, easy |
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| 15. |
| 1:06 |
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Yes I've changed again, baby
Changed.. changed.. Changed, the games, that I, used to play Play.. leavin when I stay Woo! Ohhh, ooooh, baby I've changed - I said that I've changed I said I've changed - the games, ain't the same They ain't the same I've changed - the pressure wasn't greatener on the, other, siiiiide-ide-ide-ide Aight aight aight Mo chill (cause I know I've changed) Yo Mo (I know I've changed, baby I swear I'm changed) Yo Mo chill (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Yo chill, you singin like you You singin like you in church raisin money (I've changed) for some choir rows or somethin (I've changed, I've changed) You changed? I'm bout to change to a new track (ohhh-) |
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| 16. |
| 4:36 |
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Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man
I don't want no minute man Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand I don't want no minute man Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH Ohh, ohh.. Ohh, ohh, uhh, OOOH Ohh, ohh.. Boy I'ma make you love me, make you want me And I'ma give you some attention, tonight Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin See I'ma keep you all night, for a long time Just start countin the ways *Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no.. Tonight I'ma give it to you, throw it to you I want you to come prepared, ohhh yeah (oh yes) Boy it's been a long time, a crazy long time And I don't want no minute man, and that's real Give it to me some more * Repeat Fifty grand I get this on one take (Hova) Look, I'm not tryin to give you love and affection (uh-huh) I'm tryin to give you sixty seconds of perfection (uh-huh) I'm tryin to give you cabfare and directions Get your +Independent+ ass out of here - QUESTION? I'm not your man, not Ralph Tresvant Not Ronnie Romance.. no ma I'm tryin to hit you then quit you in the middle of the round like I'm Roberto Duran.. no mas Six A.M. another chick in the house (put your hands up) 6:15 another chick kicked you out (put your hands up) Spend one minute tryin to dig her out The other fourteen tryin to "put it in her mouth" The dick too chubby, too much'll make you love me Now be a nice wifey and run home to your hubby Cause we, both knowin what we doin is wrong Don't forget to put your ring back on {*quiet laughter*} Ooooooh, I don't want I don't need I can't stand no minute man I don't want no minute man Ooooooh, here's your chance be a man take my hand understand I don't want no minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break me off, show me what you got Cause I don't want, no one minute man Break-break me off, break break me off Break break me off, show me what you got Break me off, show me what you got.. Break me off, show me what you got.. Break me off, show me what you got.. Break me off, break break me off |
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