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I Party like a rockstar
I Look like a movie star I Play like an all star I Fuck like a pornstar Baby I''m a superstar Always posted at the bar Always wit'' a couple broads Maybe I''m just dat dat raw Dawg check da resume I hit somethin'' everyday Ask about me n'' dey''ll say That chicko run MIA Pitbull, young boss That’s fire Go girl wear it out 'til your tired Just tryin’ to pay tuition Liar My corner is like HBO''s wire So please don''t play no games And baby don''t say no names And we can do this one more again Next time you can bring your friends So go get your friends And I get my friends And we can be friends Do dis every weekend pre-hook: we can hit your place we can hit my place she’s on my top 8 I bagged her off of myspace Chorus: Go girl x8 Shake dem dice and roll em'' x 2 When dey ask u whats dat dance U say dat’s the hustle man Young Boss: Girl I wanna know your name Girl who u be? Don’t care wif'' who you came As long as u leave wit'' me What chu sippin’ on? I''ll buy you a drink Get u in them shiny things Yer grill be pink I see those Jimmy Choos Those Vera Wangs I luv the way u work Girl do your thing u see my stunna shades I’m like a star My click is full of ballas We at the bar Trina: Diamond princess I make em'' bust quick Man I back it up Like a Mack Truck (heavy breathing) Don’t talk about it boy Be about it boy I got them girls boy Turn out your girls boy Just talking freak nig I’m talking freaky shit Cuz I''m a freaky bitch So go get your friends And I get my friends And we can be friends do dis every weekend |
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| 2:12 |
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| 2:46 |
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(shaka dee)
ha ha shaka dee man GMB, first lady, Kat you dun'' know Red One, let''s go (kat) got you half flippin like fire come with me let me take you higher i''m the object of all your desire and your attention is all i require don''t stop now cause you on a roll make me go anywhere that you go i''m that dream in your head when you''re sleepin'' i''m that secret inside that you''re keepin'' woah-woah (hook) you want this don''t front qu?qu?qu?pasa speak up cu? es la cosa ven aqu?let''s get closer and closer (chorus) i say no-oh-oh if you wanna take it slow-oh-oh catch up well now let''s go-oh-oh together we run the show-oh-oh i say no-oh-oh if you wanna take it slow-oh-oh don''t stop well now let''s go-oh-oh together we run the show-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh bite your lips cause you know that you feel it when i shake it you know you''re addicted i see you''re lovin this dominicana you like the way that I dance the bachata don''t stop now, cause i''m on a roll give you that gutta you feel in your soul my heart beats like a drum can you hear it (hook) I know you want this don''t front qu?qu?qu?pasa speak up cu? es la cosa ven aqu?let''s get closer and closer (chorus repeats 2x) (shaka dee) yeah shaka dee black kat red one let''s go me takin it slow, me takin it fast me like a train baby girl when me take in the pants me and you what i think that''s what the aftermath and after that me and you could just slip the cash the pon and kat just smashin the party after that, yo kat, let''s mash up the lobby cause this is a dance and this is a hobby it''s fire in here and GMB got me WOAH (bridge) (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee)I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) sure I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (kat) one-hundred-percent-uh (kat:) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee: sure I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (chorus repeats 2x) |
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| 3:03 |
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(Intro)
Hey baby, tell me what you want to do Ooh baby, 'cause I could give the world to you (Pre-Chorus) Hey baby, tell me what you want to do Ooh baby, 'cause I could give the world to you Sweet baby, look at what I'm going through Baby, baby, I'm needing it - I'm wanting you (Chorus) We don't have to rush, but after the club I wanna feel your touch 'Cause I'm needing you, and I'm fiending you, I be sleeping you And daydreaming you, I been seeing you with just me and you If you feel it too, then say... (1st Verse) A crowded room and you're the only one I'm seeing It's 3:00 o'clock, and usually I would be leaving Now I believe everything happens for a reason 'Cause what I feel with you and me got me believing (Bridge) 'Cause when I looked at you, I just couldn't move So what are we gonna do 'Cause I'm feeling like I wanna leave with you (hey) Whatchu wanna do? 'Cause I wanna leave with you (Pre-Chorus & Chorus) (2nd Verse) I never knew that you could really have me fiending Like a drug, controlling every part of me and I wanna know, if we can get a little closer And go somewhere, 'cause I just wanna get to know ya (Bridge, Pre-Chorus & Chorus) |
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| 1:40 |
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I'm gonna take my time, she gon get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow (woah woahh), I'm not gonna rush the stroke So she can get a sexual eruption So I can get her sexual eruption So we can get her sexual eruption Sexual Eruption (woah woah) She might be with him but shes thinkin 'bout me me meeeeeeee We don't go to the mall, we don't go out to eat eat eeeaat All that we ever do is play in the sheets sheets sheeeeeetss Smoke us a cigarette and go back to sleep sleep sleeeeeep 'Cuz we done got her, sexual eruption sexual eruption x 3 I'm gonna take my time, she gon get hers before I I'm gonna take it slow (woah woahh), I'm not gonna rush the stroke If you don't know by now, Doggy Dogg is a freak freak freeeeaak I keep a bad bitch with me, 7 days out the week And all that we ever do is play in the sheets sheet sheeeeettss Smoke us a cigarette and go back to sleep 'Cuz we done got her, sexual eruption sexual eruption x 3 I was all in the club sippin some Hen Smokin on a blunt of dro When a peep this lil hoe out I was all in the bar when driftaa Shorty damn came over then she hit the floor now Wanna See through dress long hair light brown eyes Look like Ms. Bo Peek And a nigga know if I take her home with them wide ass hips Your damn right I'm gon beat So I uhh approached the chick with the real pretty face Big ass booty and a little big waist I whispered in her ear lil mama what you drink I know you a freak but you know I aint gonna say shit See my game is outrageous I got her to the crib And exchanged some f**k faces But it wasn't no use for me to rush to bust one cuz I wanted her to have an eruption Sexual Eruption (A sexual eruption) Sexual Eruption (woah, an orgasm) Sexual Eruption |
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| 3:30 |
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| 2:26 |
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| 16. |
| 3:29 |
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(Feat. 50 Cent)
[Chorus: 50 Cent] Shawty if you love me like your lost and you can't find your way without me You gon wake up one day when I'm gone thinking why did you doubt me But you better believe me I take it to the, take it to the, take it to the top You got to believe me I take it to the, take it to the, take it to the top [Verse 1: Freeway] I made you why would I play you? Not only showered you with gifts I bathed you Plus I hit the first night and I stayed too I know it's early but I just thought I would page you Hey you! More then I'm willing and able You get tired from all the presents that I gave you Still you Be acting like you someone faithful You swear I'm fucking on a rendezvous When you think of freaking I be on my girl Even when we not freaking you be on my mind I'm more mature I'm flipping them dollars So I can't give you all of my time cause I'm, 24 hours a day stuck in a war Atleast 8 hours or more cooking them rhymes up So 16 hours just you can hit the store and you complaining you want more free time? [Chorus: 50 Cent] Shawty if you love me like your lost and you can't find your way without me You gon wake up one day when I'm gone thinking why did you doubt me But you better believe me I take it to the, take it to the, take it to the top You got to believe me I take it to the, take it to the, take it to the top [Verse 2: Freeway] You got to believe me baby I'm making it easy baby My SWA you watching Feezy baby I got a mean Mercedes and got a cleaning lady Heres some advice for you, you better heat it baby Long as your whip in the room and got a strip on them booms So what the fuck do you care cause I live on the road I'm busy gripping them Ole's that's how you gripping them clothes Home I ain't getting no dough I can't be sitting in there So what they worth is they own baby I'm different then them I bring them benjamins in look at the kitchen in there Look at the living room set look at that thing on your neck Matching that thing on your wrist but got some digits in there I give a fuck if they stare I give a fuck what they think I get them budgets in check and put the diesel in there Don't let them people in there Gas you up and get you all upset You win my heart and I'm a keep you there [Chorus: 50 Cent] Shawty if you love me like your lost and you can't find your way without me You gon wake up one day when I'm gone thinking why did you doubt me But you better believe me I take it to the, take it to the, take it to the top You got to believe me I take it to the, take it to the, take it to the top [Verse 3: Freeway] And since these feelings at heart are not right I, Put in position to rock ice right and, Them other niggas be singing the same song they might, Have what it takes but they handle things wrong You in your mens. or something you want the meaner man You got to believe yourself cause I believe in me I got the Beamer keys I'm just as clean as these I smoke the greenest trees Them other niggas be fronting [Chorus: 50 Cent] Shawty if you love me like your lost and you can't find your way without me You gon wake up one day when I'm gone thinking why did you doubt me But you better believe me I take it to the, take it to the, take it to the top You got to believe me I take it to the, take it to the, take it to the top |
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| 2:26 |
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Go, I'm in love with a beauty, she is a cutie
Somebody say they saw us kissin' in da movies We had a drink or two, we saw Rush Hour Two Then we went home and we made our own movie Lights, camera, action, you dig Lights, camera, action, you dig It's showtime, it's showtime Show me yours, show you mine Like, ooh, ooh, ooh, it's goin' down in this bitch Like a boxer in the first round in this bitch 1-800, I would dicky down in this bitch Uptown in this bitch, don't make a sound in dis, shh Now let me whisper in yo' ear Every single word your little ear wanna hear Flip yo' body over, have no fear Can I put my tongue here until you tear? Cry, baby, cry, baby, suck yo' momma titty You know I like dem old, I might have yo' momma with me I like your girlfriend and your girlfriendses Honor my pole like a flag on the end, bitch Lights, camera, action, you dig Lights, camera, action, you dig It's showtime, it's showtime Show me yours, show you mine Lights, camera, action, you dig Lights, camera, action, you dig It's showtime, it's showtime Show me yours, show you mine Oh shawty, hold on, can I holla atcha? Oh shit, she ain't impressed, she know I was a rapper See, I'm the illest motherfucker that could spit forever Goddamn, that pussy tight than Tiger Woods' sweater See my sex is greater 'cause my dick is bigger I got that cum that you could drink like a 20 liter So let me come and teach you, I know you want it deeper I put some money on that ho like she was a Visa She catch my balls in her mouth like a wide receiver She set it off on my dick, I call her Queen Latifah She gave you blow on the low like a bag of reefer She's a hood diva, so you know it's Lights, camera, action, you dig Lights, camera, action, you dig It's showtime, it's showtime Show me yours, show you mine Lights, camera, action, you dig Lights, camera, action, you dig It's showtime, it's showtime Show me yours, show you mine I'm like ooh, ooh, ooh, it's goin' down in this bitch Pull off bust a hundred rounds on this bitch All my nigga dawgs is dawg pound in this bitch And if I ever go down like you betta keep it, shh 'Cause, girl, it get no better Looks sitting right hairy like a wool sweater Seems like ever since I start stackin' cheddar Putty tat chase me everywhere like Sylvester Droppin' jaws faster than my eyes can undress her Diggin' like a pirate try and find the hidden treasure Hundred pack of rubbers like I'm a try and break a record Baby girl, say she buy whatever so it's Lights, camera, action, you dig Lights, camera, action, you dig It's showtime, it's showtime Show me yours, show you mine Lights, camera, action, you dig Lights, camera, action, you dig It's showtime, it's showtime Show me yours, show you mine |
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