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(Chorus 1)
We breakin up, Monday and Tuesday We blowing up Wednesday and Thursday She shake it up Friday and Saturday I beat it up all day on Sunday (Verse 1) It was on the very first time that I met her That leather was fittin that ass and that skin tight sweater Was curvin around that body and I painted a picture In my mind I wrote a letter bout us getting together Green eyes dark hair honey brown complextion I was rollin in a bucket she was rollin a lexus I sweat it now we can do the damn thang if she wanna If she don't I'm just satisfied with bendin some cornas Drink coronas just as long as she don't leave me alona I can name fifty niggas now that wanted to bone her But they didn't I'm happy bout the place that im sittin Didn't buy shit my name is still on her kitten Written in platinum she don't just love me for rappin and actin She love my mind the way I'm dippin in matchin My blackness, her reactions are like fatal attractions she jackin and blastin and ridin for the man that shes rackin (Chorus 2) We breakin up, Monday and Tuesday We blowin up Wednesday and Thursday She shake it up Friday and Saturday I beat it up all day on Sunday So shake it up (shake it up) Do yo thang little mamma shake it up (shake it up) Bend over touch yo toes and shake it up (shake it up) I like the way you move now shake it up (shake it up) Just shake shake shake shake shake (shake) (Verse 2) She my main squeeze only thing maintained Sometime tha that shit I be sayin she the only one that understand She my boo my freak i know that I'm her main man So fuck these hos and bullshit niggas with these same games I let my chain hang and still claim the same thang And even when she don't love me I'm the same main Nigga that she call when she need somebody to talk to Hit her from the back eat and walk wit her She got a lot to offer look what she brought with her She got brains and taps that leave niggas that start wit her She don't care about houses cars sex and bling bling Even though nine and half inches is a big thang She aint the type that be creepin and sleepin and jumpin in other niggas jeepin When im outta town on business When im on a mission to put us in a position Where we don't have to do nothin but show the love and kick it listen (Chorus 1) (Chorus 2) |
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| 5. |
| 3:42 |
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| 6. |
| 4:55 |
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i like girls
you like the good i like the bad ones freaky and the mad ones sexy and the bad ones girls i like any colour flavour choclate vanilla |
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| 3:48 |
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| 8. |
| 5:30 |
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(Verse 1)
Imagine looking at life through rose-tinted glasses And the policy of the people is passive And all the women got fat asses And all the homies got dubs and deeds to spend And when the po-po's pass they wave and say "hi" And wear a grin (hey) And everybody that you meet is a potential friend And the women in your life love you for yourself and not your ends And the population's real so there's no reason to pretend And ignore we are the same, so no one hates you for the colour of your skin And every waking thought is one of peace and harmony and bliss That simple satisfaction like a plate of eggs and grits Senses fully alive like the feeling of a first kiss And when it's check out time you got a smile on your lips, huh And the whole world is like a next-door neighbour Quick to do you a favour even though we come in a million different flavours And I know there's not enough time to put it all in one rhyme So I savour the flavour and sweet taste I feel from the rays of the sunshine (Chorus - Woman singing) Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm sittin in the sunshine The sunshine, like the world was mine, the sunshine Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'm walkin in the sunshine The sunshine, like the world was mine, the sunshine (Verse 2) If love was a flower I'd spread the petals about the planet And plant seeds throughout every city and country Even in those who do not want me I try to make some sense of the situation that we call life Some, verbal illustration to help ease this strife Some, lyrical penetration to try to make things right In hopes that what I'm saying can saturate your mindframe And help you with the pain and the strain of the everyday struggle I don't need it all, I |
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| 3:24 |
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| 10. |
| 3:35 |
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| 11. |
| 3:41 |
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| 12. |
| 5:06 |
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(Verse 1 - Coolio)
Get your back, call tomorrow, life is borrowed all your tears in sorrow and bring it back and that's a fact where would you be at, make sure you're pushin' harder to it the game was changed when the bullshit was brought here our sets are fallin' now they live in love we got five bucks or four reproduction of the clothing and gloves you rather see me in a cell, than see me make my mail and when the story he tell, he trying to make you fail trying to make some money lope but money makes no man if you have no pen than you have no money in your hand we're so dope, dive and steal, anything but payed for real damn you folks, if you wouldn't choked when you forgot to keep it real cops came back, rubbers in the back what you snap when you couldn't lack now you feel the pressure when you didn't count your blessings now we're gone, you are alone told your mama that you was grown one to the neck and three to the chest when you ran for your life all alone now you're gone, now would your homies die for you, fool (Chorus - Coolio) I don't wanna die right, he doesn't wanna die right no nobody wanna die but somebody's gotta die tonight she doesn't wanna die right, they don't wanna die right no nobody wanna die but somebody's gotta die tonight (Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone) I've cacker-rouches in my black boots nigga we sued them 'till they were in the mud we hold the coffin, it isn't possible they got away running muthaf**ka in the dust, cought up in the ghetto tradegy that makes a nigga to fall, unless he's tall this is reality mixed with society families tored apart but this tearing apart was hard stand and askin' where is God, dont you try to play missunder Lord and the rest has been said, say rest in peace 'cause my nigga is dead before they beginning to run and make everything go under I'm gonna knock as hard as my mother not gonna wonder 'cause I knew it'd be me everyone's coming gathering to see remain in flames what I used to be, this is no more R.I.P you never know when they're coming to get ya but have them bullets ready for protection take them bodies who has fallen as a collection but when they attack, you gotta go, we're under control we gather to squeese us we hope many men will recover in smoke 'cause we never die in casulties, and we are the casulties of war we are the casulties of war, we are the casulties of war (Chorus - Coolio) I don't wanna die right, he doesn't wanna die right no nobody wanna die but somebody's gotta die tonight she doesn't wanna die right, they don't wanna die right no nobody wanna die but somebody's gotta die tonight (Verse 3 - Coolio) I saw them coming from a mile away I couldn't stay I had to make my getaway, I lived to find another day that's how it goes when this game we play everybody on board got a price to pay you better pay attention to what I say, go to Hell if you don't pray these streets are hard, walkin' down the Boulevard like walkin through a prison yard you never know when the bullets fly off the pressure is on your money, boy beginning to fall and your name gotta be stong to make them fools run from court oh man your in jail but you cant call your crew 'cause those niggas dont used to be a crew, now they're after you, ooo people seen that you used to be a teen but you ran against the Benz, niggas on the scene I guess they sucked out your brain , cut you in your jeans lucky you're not what they hate but they beat up what they see don't you ever go 'round and scream it seperates the boys from men cought your closest on your seat and that's my dearest fairest friend (Chorus x2 - Coolio) I don't wanna die right, he doesn't wanna die right no nobody wanna die but somebody's gotta die tonight she doesn't wanna die right, they don't wanna die right no nobody wanna die but somebody's gotta die tonight (We are the casulties of war we are the casulties of war we are the casulties of war) (Repeat until fade - Krayzie Bone) We are the casulties of war |
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| 4:16 |
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| 14. |
| 3:48 |
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| 15. |
| 4:14 |
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| 16. |
| 4:22 |
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| 17. |
| 3:39 |
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