Xxx (트리플 X) by Randy Edelman [ost] (2002) by Randy Edelman (보컬) on maniadb.com

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RELEASE DATE:	2002-08-06 / 미국
DURATION:	75:59
# OF TRACKS:	20
ALBUM TYPE:	정규, studio, OST, movie
GENRE/STYLE:	사운드트랙 영화
ALSO KNOWN AS:	트리플 X
INDEX:	630

INTRODUCTION

엄청난 파워의 초강력 사운드를 자랑하는 독일 메틀밴드 '람스타인'의 Feuer Frei로 포문을 여는 올 가을 블록버스터 액션 영화 '트리플 엑스'의 오리지널 사운드트랙으로 단순한 OST가 아니라 현재 전세계 록계를 이끌고 있는 막강 주자들과 힙합계의 스타들이 총집결한 록/힙합 컴필레이션 앨범이다.

TRACKS

Disc 1

1.

3:10

2.

Bodies (Vrenna Xxx Mix)

3:22

3.

I Will Be Heard (Album Version)

2:59

Now is the time for me to rise to my feet
Wipe the spit from my face
Wipe these tears from my eyes

Now is the time for me to rise to my feet
Wipe the spit from my face
Wipe these tears from my eyes
I've got to take my life back
One chance to make it right
I've gotta make my voice my heard
And bring meaning to this life
Cause I trusted for nothing
I've been tried and tested
But I won't accept defeat
Now I've done things I regret
And it's time to reverse the rolls
I just want to make good on the promises
that I have made

I will be
I will be heard
I will be heard

Through the worst we prevail
So our voices will be heard
Through the worst we prevail
So our voices will beard

Now is the time for me to rise to my feet

Wipe the spit from my face
Wipe these tears from my eyes
I've got to take my life back
One chance to make it right
I've gotta have my voice be heard
And bring meaning to this life
Cause I trusted for nothing
I've been led astray
I've been tried and tested
But I won't accept defeat
Now I've done things I regret
And it's time to reverse the rolls
I just want to make good on the promises
that I have made

I will be
I will be heard
I will be heard

4.

Queens Of The Stone Age

2:37

5.

Before I Die (Album Version)

3:14

6.

Get Up Again (Album Version)

2:56

7.

3:43

8.

4:15

You don't even feel the pain.....

Too much is not enough
Nobody said this stuff,
makes any sense
We're hooked again
The point of no return
See how the buildings burn
Light up the night
Such a pretty sight

Adrenaline, keeps me in the game
Adrenaline, you don't even feel the pain
Wilder than your wildest dreams
and you're going to the extremes
You taste adrenaline

adrenaline
adrenaline
You don't even feel the pain

? through an empty night
It's only you and I,
who understand,
there is no plan
Get closer to the thrill
Only time can kill
It's in your eyes
It's so alive

Adrenaline, keeps me in the game
Adrenaline, you don't even feel the pain
Wilder than you wildest pain
and you're going to the extremes
You taste adrenaline

Run through the speed of sound
Everything slows you down,
and all the colors that surround you,
bleed into one
? you really need
Is just way to find the speed
and then you will achieve
Escape philosphy

Too much is not enough
Nobody gave it up
I'm not the kind to lay down and die

Adrenaline, keeps me in the game
Adrenaline, you don't even feel the pain
Wilder than you wildest dreams
and you're going to the extremes
You taste adrenaline
Adrenaline, screaming out your name
Adrenaline, you don't even feel the pain
Wilder than you wildest dreams
You taste adrenaline

Adrenaline (x5)

You don't even feel the pain (x2)

going to the extremes..........
there's nothing in between.....
you don't even feel the pain.....
feel the pain (x5)

9.

Fermin IV

3:56

10.

Technologicque Park

5:43

11.

3:36

12.

Stick Out Ya Wrist

featuring Toya

3:50

Uh, uh-oh
Uh, uh uh uh, ay uh uh
Uh uh uh, c-mon

*Hey Mister
Stick out ya wrist, how many in this
Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes
I need to see how deep them pockets get
Let me see if all that shit you talkin really legit

15 miles an hour, maybe so
You can make it straight from your seat to your front door
You can get a glimpse of the one that they call mo'
Mr. low-pro, fans peepin like der he go
Two lane now, put yo bite on me
Y'all done waited too long, I got a tax ID
Right ID, proper registration never thought I'd see
Full coverage on my feet
Hold up, slow it down and let me think about it
Froze up, erraything that you can see around me
My neck, wrist, arm, the whole nine
I done took you best shot, now dirty you hold mine
Got cats goin to jail, tryin to do what I do
I got cats goin through hell, when the thang come through
2-0-2, light grey blue
Stiched in the carpet, you know who-ooh

*Repeat

Ok, now let me see ya do it baby
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby
Just go ahead and make yo mama proud

Jack Frost, fuck it! what is cost
Who the boss, flossin is applesauce
Dirty 3rd grade, bought milk on thursday
Now I buy Escalades on birthdays
Lex and Merced eez on deez
E's off these, n-u-t's
I cough and sneeze, for frost bit sleeves
It's not just me, but really my family
You want the run down, keep it poppin to sun down
Dirty come now, I'm a show you who run the town
Your baby daddy is most hated, can't listen to my song
When he at home, irrated when the video on
I'm makin ones with them niggas see my ass in the club
Puffin the bud, and spendin a hundred for every dub
What he got in his hand, I'm at it again
But I really can't stand, a lunatic plan - work it

*Repeat

Ok, now let me see ya do it baby
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby
Just go ahead and make yo mama proud

You can call me what you want, but call me a come up
Before you run up, make sure your funds up (why)
I'm gonna buy some shit out of herr you ain't never seen
But probly wrist bands, mo denim starched jeans
Diablo boots with the posher string
I'll take a cream-a-team shirt with the bentley sleeves
Four-door swoosh, made by nike
Drop-top jumpan suit by mike e
Got to like my playa, I'm in it for the dough
I'm in it for show, matter fact I'm in it to blow
When I wake up in the mornin, I'll be in it some mo
Garunteed anytime, dial 3-1-4
Do any escargo, gotta S car the go
0 to 60 dirty in four point 0
Second ranking niggas every where dat I go
I got the same, gotta have it, gotta have it for show

*Repeat (x2)

**Ok, now let me see ya do it baby
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby
Just go ahead and make yo mama proud

*Repeat

**Repeat

Uh, uh-oh
Uh, uh uh uh, ay uh uh
Uh uh uh, c-mon

*Hey Mister
Stick out ya wrist, how many in this
Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes
I need to see how deep them pockets get
Let me see if all that shit you talkin really legit

15 miles an hour, maybe so
You can make it straight from your seat to your front door
You can get a glimpse of the one that they call mo'
Mr. low-pro, fans peepin like der he go
Two lane now, put yo bite on me
Y'all done waited too long, I got a tax ID
Right ID, proper registration never thought I'd see
Full coverage on my feet
Hold up, slow it down and let me think about it
Froze up, erraything that you can see around me
My neck, wrist, arm, the whole nine
I done took you best shot, now dirty you hold mine
Got cats goin to jail, tryin to do what I do
I got cats goin through hell, when the thang come through
2-0-2, light grey blue
Stiched in the carpet, you know who-ooh

*Repeat

Ok, now let me see ya do it baby
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby
Just go ahead and make yo mama proud

Jack Frost, fuck it! what is cost
Who the boss, flossin is applesauce
Dirty 3rd grade, bought milk on thursday
Now I buy Escalades on birthdays
Lex and Merced eez on deez
E's off these, n-u-t's
I cough and sneeze, for frost bit sleeves
It's not just me, but really my family
You want the run down, keep it poppin to sun down
Dirty come now, I'm a show you who run the town
Your baby daddy is most hated, can't listen to my song
When he at home, irrated when the video on
I'm makin ones with them niggas see my ass in the club
Puffin the bud, and spendin a hundred for every dub
What he got in his hand, I'm at it again
But I really can't stand, a lunatic plan - work it

*Repeat

Ok, now let me see ya do it baby
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby
Just go ahead and make yo mama proud

You can call me what you want, but call me a come up
Before you run up, make sure your funds up (why)
I'm gonna buy some shit out of herr you ain't never seen
But probly wrist bands, mo denim starched jeans
Diablo boots with the posher string
I'll take a cream-a-team shirt with the bentley sleeves
Four-door swoosh, made by nike
Drop-top jumpan suit by mike e
Got to like my playa, I'm in it for the dough
I'm in it for show, matter fact I'm in it to blow
When I wake up in the mornin, I'll be in it some mo
Garunteed anytime, dial 3-1-4
Do any escargo, gotta S car the go
0 to 60 dirty in four point 0
Second ranking niggas every where dat I go
I got the same, gotta have it, gotta have it for show

*Repeat (x2)

**Ok, now let me see ya do it baby
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby
Just go ahead and make yo mama proud

*Repeat

**Repeat

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13.

Look At Me (Edited))

4:08

*Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me)
I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me)
Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me)
Y'all dues money to ya
Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me)
I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me)
Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me)
Big thighs with brown-eyes

It's Lil Weezy for real
Only Cash Money Hot Boy that stood still
I got a good deal
I'm from a trill hood
I smoke real good
Slide on them skinnies in the bike with an ill hood
Pipes, rally stripes and fog lights
T-shirt white, three stripes with all ice
What that boy name
Birdman junior, huh
Fool was smile but five is so wild
I can smoke a green mile
Got a chrome need a Rolls shined up for you baby
Bling-blow, I rock a throwback Jordan 23
Rolling on hot 23's
Tote a big glock 23
You're looking at the seventeen ward of New Orleans
My block living me
I want you to look hard at some easy money
Stop playing this is Weezy company
Uh-huh

* Repeat

I'm the son of Cash Money
The fodd of the squad
And Baby bout to buy me a house in the sky
Cuz I'm so fly
When my feet touch the ground sometimes I gotta ask myself why
Coupe kinda wide but I move sorta quick
Looking for my roof where it went
Mink on the floor big shoes on the bed
Windows are the tint more wood than a bench
Working in the hood more green than the Grinch
Please don't play cuz I'm connected like Sprint
Ladies on the tray popping up the back-end
Peppermint leather with a feather in my brim
It's Lil Weezy
Sucking on my wrist real breezy
And this is what I say when you see me
Look, and leave your broad at home she get took
Cuz I'm a player hold the game by the book

* Repeat

Some call me Weezy
But hoes holla look at Lil Wayne
In that booger-green lay like should've been Mace
Sweet, do speak when I should've put trays
Forget it I'ma slam it on bubba-bubba-blaze
So move over what you say shortie
We could do rent pussy
Normally I wouldn't but beating through the Texas
And beating went to the A
Eat with desert fey
But yeah I'm on my way
Cuz I know he got that hay
Hey little mami
You a ghetto fire tin
You come to my post on the island
Come on that chronic
He-he empty vodka bottles
I be high he be drunk that my roll model
I rolls by you with my seat reclining
When I stop rims don't keep spinning they keep shining
Money don't stop keep spinning and keep grinding
Cash Money what you hollering, huh

*Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me)
I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me)
Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me)
Y'all dues money to ya
Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me)
I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me)
Cop them 28-inch Birdman's (Check out me)
Big thighs with brown-eyes

It's Lil Weezy for real
Only Cash Money Hot Boy that stood still
I got a good deal
I'm from a trill hood
I smoke real good
Slide on them skinnies in the bike with an ill hood
Pipes, rally stripes and fog lights
T-shirt white, three stripes with all ice
What that boy name
Birdman junior, huh
Fool was smile but five is so wild
I can smoke a green mile
Got a chrome need a Rolls shined up for you baby
Bling-blow, I rock a throwback Jordan 23
Rolling on hot 23's
Tote a big glock 23
You're looking at the seventeen ward of New Orleans
My block living me
I want you to look hard at some easy money
Stop playing this is Weezy company
Uh-huh

* Repeat

I'm the son of Cash Money
The fodd of the squad
And Baby bout to buy me a house in the sky
Cuz I'm so fly
When my feet touch the ground sometimes I gotta ask myself why
Coupe kinda wide but I move sorta quick
Looking for my roof where it went
Mink on the floor big shoes on the bed
Windows are the tint more wood than a bench
Working in the hood more green than the Grinch
Please don't play cuz I'm connected like Sprint
Ladies on the tray popping up the back-end
Peppermint leather with a feather in my brim
It's Lil Weezy
Sucking on my wrist real breezy
And this is what I say when you see me
Look, and leave your broad at home she get took
Cuz I'm a player hold the game by the book

* Repeat

Some call me Weezy
But hoes holla look at Lil Wayne
In that booger-green lay like should've been Mace
Sweet, do speak when I should've put trays
Forget it I'ma slam it on bubba-bubba-blaze
So move over what you say shortie
We could do rent pussy
Normally I wouldn't but beating through the Texas
And beating went to the A
Eat with desert fey
But yeah I'm on my way
Cuz I know he got that hay
Hey little mami
You a ghetto fire tin
You come to my post on the island
Come on that chronic
He-he empty vodka bottles
I be high he be drunk that my roll model
I rolls by you with my seat reclining
When I stop rims don't keep spinning they keep shining
Money don't stop keep spinning and keep grinding
Cash Money what you hollering, huh

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14.

featuring Kelis,Pusha T

4:23

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on the dance floor burnin' up
Music turn it up
Baby I'm
Real hot so is it my turn to touch you
Look like you're buzzin on Ex with 3D effects
Baby you
Look like you have no clue of what comes next
Me and my dogs will be there
Tell your girls prepare to share
We'll play the dancing truth or dare
If someone's standing there, stare say
Hey baby what's your name
Don't stand looking insane
Do you want to ride the train, welcome to the fast lane
If you're in love beware
'Cause these people they don't care
All hands in the air
This is what we call truth or dare

Kelis:
I am the one with the brightest hair, leather I don't care
Baby I
Don't ever want to take the shirt off
That's my dare
You got a girl but you touching on me like you don't care, baby you
Do you
But just don't get caught out there

Me and my girls will be there
Tell your boys prepare to share
We'll play the dancing truth or dare
If someone's standing there, stare say
Hey baby what's your name
Don't stand looking insane
Do you want to ride the train, welcome to the fast lane
If you're in love beware
'Cause these people they don't care
All hands in the air
This is what we call truth or dare

4x
Come on Come on
Baby shake it up

Rap verse:
Man, I got ten surrounding me
Hounding me
Center of attention
A riot it's bound to be
Though I'm in the middle
My jewels you're bound to see
In a pool of women
All of them drowning me
I'm ho hoppin', flip floppin', ho hoppin'
Now her head in my lap boppin'
I ain't one to care
I ain't used to fair
Baby you can keep the truth, chose the dare

2X
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Me and my dogs will be there tell your girls prepare to share
Me and my girls will be there tell your boys prepare to share
We'll play the dancing truth or dare
If someone's standing there, stare say
Hey baby what's your name
Don't stand looking insane
Do you want to ride the train, welcome to the fast lane
If you're in love beware
'Cause these people they don't care
All hands in the air
This is what we call truth or dare

4x
Come on Come on
Baby shake it up

4x
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm on the dance floor burnin' up
Music turn it up
Baby I'm
Real hot so is it my turn to touch you
Look like you're buzzin on Ex with 3D effects
Baby you
Look like you have no clue of what comes next
Me and my dogs will be there
Tell your girls prepare to share
We'll play the dancing truth or dare
If someone's standing there, stare say
Hey baby what's your name
Don't stand looking insane
Do you want to ride the train, welcome to the fast lane
If you're in love beware
'Cause these people they don't care
All hands in the air
This is what we call truth or dare

Kelis:
I am the one with the brightest hair, leather I don't care
Baby I
Don't ever want to take the shirt off
That's my dare
You got a girl but you touching on me like you don't care, baby you
Do you
But just don't get caught out there

Me and my girls will be there
Tell your boys prepare to share
We'll play the dancing truth or dare
If someone's standing there, stare say
Hey baby what's your name
Don't stand looking insane
Do you want to ride the train, welcome to the fast lane
If you're in love beware
'Cause these people they don't care
All hands in the air
This is what we call truth or dare

4x
Come on Come on
Baby shake it up

Rap verse:
Man, I got ten surrounding me
Hounding me
Center of attention
A riot it's bound to be
Though I'm in the middle
My jewels you're bound to see
In a pool of women
All of them drowning me
I'm ho hoppin', flip floppin', ho hoppin'
Now her head in my lap boppin'
I ain't one to care
I ain't used to fair
Baby you can keep the truth, chose the dare

2X
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Me and my dogs will be there tell your girls prepare to share
Me and my girls will be there tell your boys prepare to share
We'll play the dancing truth or dare
If someone's standing there, stare say
Hey baby what's your name
Don't stand looking insane
Do you want to ride the train, welcome to the fast lane
If you're in love beware
'Cause these people they don't care
All hands in the air
This is what we call truth or dare

4x
Come on Come on
Baby shake it up

4x
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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15.

featuring Ms. Jade

4:12

Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl
Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl
Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl
Ha-ha, ha-ha

*(Oooooooh) Baby what' your name?
(Oooooooh) Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans?
(Hell naw ooooooh) I heard you was from Atlanta
(Oooooooh) But baby please excuse my manners, I just wanna know
Are we cuttin'?!
Are we cuttin'?!
Are we cuttin'?!
(Oooooooh hell yea, yeah yeah yea)
(Oooooooh she won't see tomorrow, if I don't cut tonight)

Yeah, Friday night (yeah), yeah, ballin' homes (yeah)
Got a n*gga smellin' fresh as a rose
Grab my kicks and tuck my clothes (yes y'all)
There's a knife, and this is the life
Pastor, ya tell me how ya love that?
Let a n*gga see that pussy crack, where you at? (uh)
The dance flo' (yeah) that's my shit (yeah)
Baby girl let ya hair down
Show a n*gga what you workin' wit, twurkin' wit
I ammm low-key you don't wanna leave (c'mon baby)
You don't wanna go back to the sweet (c'mon)
Let you caress my feet, huh, now what you wanna know?

*Repeat

Off the chain, damn, damn boo
Where ya been all my lifetime?
Let me fuck ya 憈ill the sun shine (uh huh) uh huh (uh huh)
What I do? (whoaa) mind my bizz
No I can't take ya home wit me
Baby girl, it is what it is, show biz
Saturday morn' (damn) damn I'm weak
Knew wassup when you came to the room
Talkin' about getting' some free chee-ba!
The truth, shorty got loose
Sorry, but all I needed was a pretty red substitute

*Repeat

What you talkin'?
I, bring heat when it's hawkin
Cause I, can't stand a man that don't understand
I'm weighing kilos and grams the bitch wit the upper-hand
I'm, bout to kill it, you, dealin' wit the realest
Fuck the strawberry's and chocolate (ohh)
Hennessy and the condoms, say they kissin' and grindin'
It's all about the timin'; I, really like vice-versa
But, tonight's much worsa', and um
Philly chick you only travel wit for best of men
Hand me out Atlanta just to see you in your belt and Timb's
Pastor Troy, won't you just pass the boy
In a, split second I'm answerin' all questions
You dummies are still convinced how money make you undress
And so tell me

Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl
Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl
Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl
Ha-ha, ha-ha

*(Oooooooh) Baby what' your name?
(Oooooooh) Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans?
(Hell naw ooooooh) I heard you was from Atlanta
(Oooooooh) But baby please excuse my manners, I just wanna know
Are we cuttin'?!
Are we cuttin'?!
Are we cuttin'?!
(Oooooooh hell yea, yeah yeah yea)
(Oooooooh she won't see tomorrow, if I don't cut tonight)

Yeah, Friday night (yeah), yeah, ballin' homes (yeah)
Got a n*gga smellin' fresh as a rose
Grab my kicks and tuck my clothes (yes y'all)
There's a knife, and this is the life
Pastor, ya tell me how ya love that?
Let a n*gga see that pussy crack, where you at? (uh)
The dance flo' (yeah) that's my shit (yeah)
Baby girl let ya hair down
Show a n*gga what you workin' wit, twurkin' wit
I ammm low-key you don't wanna leave (c'mon baby)
You don't wanna go back to the sweet (c'mon)
Let you caress my feet, huh, now what you wanna know?

*Repeat

Off the chain, damn, damn boo
Where ya been all my lifetime?
Let me fuck ya 憈ill the sun shine (uh huh) uh huh (uh huh)
What I do? (whoaa) mind my bizz
No I can't take ya home wit me
Baby girl, it is what it is, show biz
Saturday morn' (damn) damn I'm weak
Knew wassup when you came to the room
Talkin' about getting' some free chee-ba!
The truth, shorty got loose
Sorry, but all I needed was a pretty red substitute

*Repeat

What you talkin'?
I, bring heat when it's hawkin
Cause I, can't stand a man that don't understand
I'm weighing kilos and grams the bitch wit the upper-hand
I'm, bout to kill it, you, dealin' wit the realest
Fuck the strawberry's and chocolate (ohh)
Hennessy and the condoms, say they kissin' and grindin'
It's all about the timin'; I, really like vice-versa
But, tonight's much worsa', and um
Philly chick you only travel wit for best of men
Hand me out Atlanta just to see you in your belt and Timb's
Pastor Troy, won't you just pass the boy
In a, split second I'm answerin' all questions
You dummies are still convinced how money make you undress
And so tell me

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16.

Still Fly (Radio Edit)

4:22

Whassup Fresh? It's our turn, baby?

Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits (With the Gucci suits)
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (Ehh-Ehh Ehh-Ehh, I stay sharp)
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent (I can't pay my rent)
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly (Uh, Uh, Damn! Cause I'm so fly)

Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class (In my E-Class Benz)
Cause that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride (Hmm-Mmm)
Got everythang - in my momma name (We got everythang, in my momma
name)
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah (Uh-Huh!)

Get your car *cuh-ck-cuh-cuh* car play gems gone shine
Instead momma get a bling - baby girl let's ride (Let's Ride)
You a number one stunna, and we gon' glide
and go straight to the mall and tear down the inside
Do that Prada, Gucci, full length leather
Bourbon's cool or Coogi sweater (Sweater)
Twenty-inches pop my feather
The Birdman daddy I fly in any weather
Alligator seats with the head in the inside
Swine on the dash, G-wagon is So Fly
Number one don't tangle and twist it
When it come to these cars I am that nigga
The *cuh-ck-cuh-cuh* Coogi with the matchin interior
Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and Stunner and we like brothas
We shine like paint daddy - it's our Summer

Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly

Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class
But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride
Got everythang - in my momma name
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah

Have you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck
Turn around sit it down and let 'em bite your butt
See the steeling is Fendi, dashboard Armani
With your baby momma - player, is where you can find me?
Cruisin through the parking lot on twenty fours
(Coming Through The Hood On 'Em Twenty Fo's)
Cadillac Esclade with the chromed out nose
With an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot
Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot
Put the Caddy up, start the three wheel Benz (Skiiiiiirt!)
Hyper white lights, ultra Violet lens
Suma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat
TV with a horn goin (UH UHHH) "Boy can you top that?"
I'ma show you some shit - rookie press that button
The trunk went (Ehh-Ehh) and all of a sudden
Four fifteen's - didn't see no wires
And then I heard (Boom!) from the amplifiers

Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly

Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class
But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride
Got everythang - in my momma name
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah

(ay, ay, ay, ay)
Lemme slide in the Benz (Shit!) with the fished out fins
Prowler an loud pipes - Drinkin the Henn'
It's the Birdie-Birdie Man - I'll do it again
In a Cadillac Trucks twenty fo's with tints

Looking at my Gucci - it's about that time
Six bad broads flying in that nine
New Suburban Truck with the porno showing
Up and down {*orgasm*} and up they go and..

Bodies on the Roadster - Lexus you know what?
That hard-top beamer (ay, ay) yo Ma', that's your truck
I come in up the hood and Lovely
New shoes on the whip and I wake up to Bubbly (Bubbly)

Four-thirty Lex with the convertable top
And the rims keeps spinning everytime I stop
Got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq
With a ol' school Caddy with a "diamond in the back"

Whassup Fresh? It's our turn, baby?

Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits (With the Gucci suits)
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (Ehh-Ehh Ehh-Ehh, I stay sharp)
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent (I can't pay my rent)
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly (Uh, Uh, Damn! Cause I'm so fly)

Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class (In my E-Class Benz)
Cause that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride (Hmm-Mmm)
Got everythang - in my momma name (We got everythang, in my momma 
name)
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah (Uh-Huh!)

Get your car *cuh-ck-cuh-cuh* car play gems gone shine
Instead momma get a bling - baby girl let's ride (Let's Ride)
You a number one stunna, and we gon' glide
and go straight to the mall and tear down the inside
Do that Prada, Gucci, full length leather
Bourbon's cool or Coogi sweater (Sweater)
Twenty-inches pop my feather
The Birdman daddy I fly in any weather
Alligator seats with the head in the inside
Swine on the dash, G-wagon is So Fly
Number one don't tangle and twist it
When it come to these cars I am that nigga
The *cuh-ck-cuh-cuh* Coogi with the matchin interior
Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and Stunner and we like brothas
We shine like paint daddy - it's our Summer

Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly

Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class
But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride
Got everythang - in my momma name
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah

Have you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck
Turn around sit it down and let 'em bite your butt
See the steeling is Fendi, dashboard Armani
With your baby momma - player, is where you can find me?
Cruisin through the parking lot on twenty fours
(Coming Through The Hood On 'Em Twenty Fo's)
Cadillac Esclade with the chromed out nose
With an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot
Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot 
Put the Caddy up, start the three wheel Benz (Skiiiiiirt!)
Hyper white lights, ultra Violet lens
Suma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat
TV with a horn goin (UH UHHH) "Boy can you top that?"
I'ma show you some shit - rookie press that button
The trunk went (Ehh-Ehh) and all of a sudden
Four fifteen's - didn't see no wires
And then I heard (Boom!) from the amplifiers

Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's okay, cause I'm Still Fly

Got a quarter tank of gas - in my new E class
But that's alright, cause I'm gon' ride
Got everythang - in my momma name
But I'm Hood Rich - dadah-dadah da-dah da-dah da-dah

(ay, ay, ay, ay)
Lemme slide in the Benz (Shit!) with the fished out fins
Prowler an loud pipes - Drinkin the Henn'
It's the Birdie-Birdie Man - I'll do it again
In a Cadillac Trucks twenty fo's with tints

Looking at my Gucci - it's about that time
Six bad broads flying in that nine
New Suburban Truck with the porno showing
Up and down {*orgasm*} and up they go and..

Bodies on the Roadster - Lexus you know what?
That hard-top beamer (ay, ay) yo Ma', that's your truck
I come in up the hood and Lovely
New shoes on the whip and I wake up to Bubbly (Bubbly)

Four-thirty Lex with the convertable top
And the rims keeps spinning everytime I stop
Got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq
With a ol' school Caddy with a "diamond in the back"

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17.

Lights, Camera, Action! (Club Mix)

featuring Missy Elliott,P. Diddy

3:41

18.

3:58

19.

Yo,Yo,Yo (Album Version)

3:35

20.

Lick (Radio Edit)

4:19

*I lose all control
When you grab ahold
And you do your trick
I love it when you lick
Lick
You've got lock and key
Every part of me
Know what makes me tick
I love it when you lick
Lick

I put my heels on for ya baby
The ones that are wrapped all around my legs
Your every touch excites me
And damnit I ain't too proud to beg
And even when your not around me
The tingling just won't go away
Don't make my body wait no longer
Because this pussy cat gotta play, play, play, play

*Repeat

It feels so good goin crazy
My eyes hold back inside my head
Explore mine and want some pleasure
Hold on tight hope you ain't scared
I'm from the side return of the faithful
I do that trick you can't resist
Two rights don't make a wrong
Makin love till the break of dawn
Emotions all up in a twist, twist, twist, twist

*Repeat

I put my heels on for ya baby
The ones that are wrapped all around my legs
Your every touch just excites me
And damnit I ain't too proud to beg
And even when your not around me
The tingling tingling won't go away, no no
Don't make my body wait no longer
Because this pussy cat gotta play, play, play, play

RELEASES

2002-08-06

Universal Music

2002-10-01

2002 Universal Motown Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc., Distributed by Universal Music &, Universal Music (00044006453323) International 1 CD Version

CREDITS

기획사 : UNIVERSAL
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