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from Sleepy Brown - Mr. Brown (2006)
[Chorus:]
Come dance with me... come dance Come dance with me... come dance Come dance with me... it's yo' chance Come and dance with me... come dance Come dance with me [Verse 1:] I see you lookin' so sexy Ah, baby why don't ya let me? Get a little bit closer girl I, I got somethin' to show ya [Bridge:] And, ooh, I like to hit the floor And move (and move) with you (with you) And, ooh, I think there's so much more That I (that I) can do (can do) but for now just [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Now ya know that I like it Girl, got me so excited Our bodies are so close on the dance floor That I can't deny it [Bridge] [Chorus] [Bridge 2:] Come dance with me (come on baby) come dance with me (dance with me lady) Come dance with me (dance with me) come dance with me (dance with me) Come dance with me (come on laby) come dance with me (dance with me bady) Come dance with me (dance with me) come dance with me (dance with me) [Chorus x2] [music to fade] |
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from Sleepy Brown - Mr. Brown (2006)
[Verse 1:]
Ooh, such a beautiful night It's time to party... time to party Put that dress on that you know I like The one that fitted right... that fitted right [Bridge:] Let's go baby yeah (come on baby) Come on baby (let's go baby) The car is waitin' (the car is waitin', car is waitin',car is waitin') It's you and me tonight, just put your glass with mine Let's toast to love and reach the sky [Chorus:] 'Cause tonight baby Let's leave our cares behind and just unwind (wind, wind) I can give you what you like baby 'Cause you're so fine baby, love it when you Dress... Up [saxophone solo][ad-libs] [Verse 2:] Ooh, when we step off in the room They look at you... they look at you Just the sexy things you do (sexy, sexy) You know ya do... ya know ya do [Bridge 2:] Come on baby yeah (come on baby) Show 'em baby (show 'em baby) You ain't playin' (you ain't playin', you ain't playin', you ain't playin') Let's go and hit the floor (floor) and dance 'til we can't no more And show the world who I adore, you baby [Chorus] [music, saxophone solo] [Chorus] [music to fade] |
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from Roscoe - Young Roscoe Philaphornia (2003)
(Roscoe)
Man Pass that, what (Chorus : Sleepy Brown) Cuz' thats they lace (From head to toe) Got the three will motion (Sick and so low) Such a good feeling (and I'm so high) I blow my smoke in the sky (Caught up against the crack) (Verse 1: Roscoe) Low key OG', it's Roscoe the soto I'm blowin dodo on a low low, duckin from the popo I'm known to hit the city traffic Grippin the millimatic for static Catch me up all up ya' Bentley jackin' Your stereo system drillinatics When I'm open for the law Through it all, we deliquents Yeah A-wall and juvi hall With a stink cent, from chronic dogg Through out my car, THC all through all my cigar With a drink bent, about to vomit all over the yard My loose spits freely roamin' the reservoir My tooth chipped, now I spit better bars My crew sick, persuing the stars and to shoe fits We're not the ones to hate on a fool with on-ones The wrong young guns to screw with We assasins, from head to toe Stay in tune with, ball with us, it's Russian rulette (Chorus) (Bridge : Sleepy Brown) Hey, the way I feel, I like smoking Ah hurry up showty', roll the joint Oh work it out little mama Let me see your ass scrub the floor And ohh lord, the straigh henessey hit me in the spot And ohh lord, party like it's the last day you got (Chorus) (Verse 2: Roscoe) Yeah, they call me young sco' goodie Dungeon Family, from ATL to LA all day and philly philly See me dippin' with my Eastside thugs and my Westside gangstas Get with the perty mild, reppin' the dirty south Roscoe, Keko, Rico, Sleepy and Cee-lo Yeah, we rollin' Geo's on the d-lo in g-mode Now this is what sounds like, when the g's cry We ease up, speed by ya, and squeeze fire I'm bicostal don, I'm off the wire, in all bulletproof attire Until the day I retire, Me and bro, we share two heeps and one vest We keep em' underneath the seat, So come test the young jack rabbit, with a bad habbit The jab rabbit, rap addict Ever since I first took a stab at it Up in the lab slash attic With the studio set up, and the walls padded Yeah (Chorus) - repeat 2X into fade |
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from 2Pac - Loyal To The Game (2004)
featuring Obie Trice
(Obie Trice) Ha ha, yeah (Tupac) Nigga fuck that Gin and Juice (Hennessy) Just Pour a nigga a glass Hennessy, that dark shit (That's right) (Obie Trice) Hey pour me some of that too baby (Chorus: Tupac/Obie Trice) They wanna know who's my role model It's in the brown bottle (Yo what's our motherfucking motto nigga?) Hennessy They wanna know who's my role model It's in the brown bottle (You know our motherfucking motto) Hennessy (Tupac) Ha ha ha ha, Y'all niggaz can't fuck with this whole thug shit (Hennessy) (Obie Trice) That's what your sippin on Now what's you name nigga? (Tupac) Big ballin ass nigga named Pac (Verse 1: Tupac) Now I was born in the gutter facing life or death I was a thug ever since my momma gave me breath These motherfuckaz wanna see me die So who am I to try to warn ‘em, I'll buck and bomb ‘em, them niggas fry Hey remember me? Down that Hennessy The nigga you don't wanna see, let me proceed My definition of some thug shit, y'all don't hear me? Now that it's poppin aint no love bitch I maintain in the game, in the gutter is where I still kick it I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler till my dying days Aint nothin wrong with gettin paid So nigga blaze, cuz we some motherfuckin fools Walkin through the streets wearing jewels Breakin niggaz, fakin moves Even the cops can't stop us My enemies flip when the see me drink a fifth of that Hennessy (Chorus: Tupac/Obie Trice) They wanna know who's my role model It's in the brown bottle (Yo what's our motherfucking motto nigga?) Hennessy They wanna know who's my role model It's in the brown bottle (You know our motherfucking motto) Hennessy (Tupac) Ha ha ha, Y'all niggaz can't fuck with this whole thug shit (Hennessy) (Obie Trice) That's what I'm sippin on Now let me tell ‘em who I be (Tupac) Big ballin ass nigga named Trice (Verse 2: Obie Trice) Now I was born in Detroit on the side that's west Troubled child, commin up I had to ride I guess Tried to apply myself, but niggas was ballin My momma couldn't tell me shit, the streets was callin I was often involved with niggaz breakin the law I look back Pac nigga, we was bankin off raw P Funk, got it pumpin, he had the connects Through the sack to us little niggaz workin the set And if you got it you getting wet, nigga bet on that Don't come around hurr on that floss shit Detroit niggaz off shit (Robbin niggaz in the door ways) That's right (With my 4-4, that's the sure way) And this your old days, all eyez on me We was loony I suppose you could (die homie) O Trice always repped his block |
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from Beyonce - Dangerously In Love (2003)
Slowly as sir luscious step up like a q-dawg A-town's up, deuces down it's the new call And you can dial 1-888-cut-something I'm your kinky operator when you wanna f--- something Ain't no dial tones just milestones, of pleasure to reach To each his own, I'm a stone cold Aquarian freak Humanitarian, barbarian but under the sheets It's the player from the point And your girl from the d Are you infatuated with me I could end your curiosity If you don't think I'm too rude Here's your chance to make your move I sit and wait for nobody People say that my style is so crazy I think you like it baby Do you want to get nasty I dare you to undress me Baby, let me know if you wanna roll With a hip hop star Bamboos on, pants down low I'm a hip hop star Baby let me know if you wanna ride with this Hip hop star I'm a rock star Do I blow you away? Do I stimulate your mind Would you taste my love if I kick it tight I have none to waste with you I guess you can say My style is so crazy I think you like it baby Do you want to get nasty I dare you to undress me Baby, let me know if you wanna roll With a hip hop star Bamboos on, pants down low I'm a hip hop star Baby let me know if you wanna ride with this Hip hop star I'm a rock star Undress me undress me You can come Come baby, undress me Take off that tank top and pull off them drawers The girls all pause, got them drippin down they sugar walls Aw naw! getting to the nappy root Knocking boots and stilettos, damn I keep it ghetto! A cool type of fellow, mellow got the gold medal Never settle for less my rose petal Tooey, tooey, tooey, tooey! spit game! Venom to get it up in 'em, let me "p" pop that thang First check her brain to see if she's sane, Deranged or strange or crazy as hell You never can tell these days Everybody got a little Rick James in they veins man! The way I feel Oh girl I know its bout to be Me all over you And damn girl you all over me Baby, let me know if you wanna roll With a hip hop star Bamboos on, pants down low I'm a hip hop star Baby let me know if you wanna ride with this Hip hop star I'm a rock star
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from Sleepy Brown - Mr. Brown (2006)
[Sleepy Brown] This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover) In you... In you... In you I can't wait, I can't wait I can't wait, no can't wait [Verse 1: Andre 3000] Leather in the summer, silk in the winter This is such an art, where do I begin uh.. Used to sing tenor, in the church choir Really I was flexin', but the girls they were fine I'm the type of guy that notice subtle signs When I cuddle mine, she ain't even tryin To look sexy, but even if she was so what Mother fucker grow up, don't mean to be so abrupt But that lets me, know that she's a human being And being human's hard, on the boulevard Girl you got it bad, glad I'm not one But yet you got it good, you are the hot one But I'm Andre, Benjamin Andre to be exact You hoped to meet a gentleman one day, well this is that In fact, Dookie introduced at a show About a year or so ago, I don't know, mind slips me I'm in the southern states, you know where all the pimps be Dressin all boogey and carryin' ugly cups And yes you're getting booed if your shit does not get down And yes you're getting sued by women who didn't get up Out their seat on the bus, and feet shouldn't rust And beat is a must, and we shouldn't lust But we do, I'm laughin' at the calendars and clocks Ascot to match the socks, what's in your +Speakerboxxx+ +Pink and Blue+, you're lolly gaggin, you're slow pokin You got me open, you're playin wit me, darlin I'm not a toy As if Anita Baker brings the joy, you're a kiner, the Tyner meanin the real McCoy I can't wait.. [Sleepy Brown] I can't wait, I can't wait I can't wait, no can't wait Ooo baby, come on Got plans tonight (plans tonight [4x]) Anticipated, the love and I'm gone get it Till the mornin light (mornin light [4x]) Come on baby I can't wait (the way you love me) I can't wait (the way you touch me) I can't wait (I can feel it) I can't wait (all over me) I can't wait (come on baby) I can't wait (please come home) I can't wait (tonight) I can't wait (whoo) For your time, you're so fine You're always on my mind Cuz baby I can't wait, I can't wait I can't wait, no can't wait I'm so glad I found you I just wanna be around you I can't wait, I can't wait I can't wait, no can't wait Ooo its been too long now baby Lets seize the night (seize the night [4x]) Cuz I'm gonna take you on a journey Enjoy the ride (enjoy the ride [4x]) enjoy the ride Up and down (ooo baby!) Up and down (whoo lady!) Round and round (take it..) Round and round (whoo) For your time, you're so fine You're always on my mind Cuz baby I can't wait, I can't wait I can't wait, no can't wait I'm so glad I found you I just wanna be around you I can't wait, I can't wait I can't wait, no can't wait This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover) In you... In you... In you This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover) In you... In you... In you [Verse 2: Big Boi] So luscious she's the real deal, but even he gets ancy Some honeys try to +Kill Bill+ beneath the underpants see But patients is the virtual to being anxious, just might hurt you Like Mike Vick returning to the line of scrimmage too soon A line of nigga's tryin' get in vengeance on a full moon Should I play it cool, or be the one to make the first move? Anticipatin, and contemplatin, she got you sprong dude Shit, I'm fin to get her might emit her, what you gone do? (wha?) I tell you what, we wont be fallin for that one, two Just kinky sex up off in the boom boom if she want to And if she don't, then I'll dial another date That means find another face to replace, cuz I can't wait [Sleepy Brown] This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover) In you... In you... In you I can't wait, I can't wait I can't wait, no can't wait This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover) In you... In you... In you I can't wait, I can't wait I can't wait, no can't wait |
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from Sleepy Brown - Mr. Brown (2006)
Unh... yeah... you know uh... it's the A baby...
[Chorus: x2] It's me (watch me) it's me (watch me) It's me (watch me) it's me (watch me) It's me (watch me) it's me (watch me) It's me (girl, I'm so) (Soul) so real (soul) so fly (Soul) so wise (soul) so right (I'm soul) so grown (soul) so on (Soul) so on (soul) [Verse 1:] Cadillac night and caramel cake Sittin' on vogues with golden flakes Kangol tilted t'wards yo' way Ridin' slow down M.L.K. I'm soul... I'm soul That's soul... that's soul A-Town's gleamin' 'cross my face Everybody's watchin' me Say pretty lady, are you hungry We can go somewhere get some buff'lo wings That's soul... that's soul I'm soul... I'm soul Later on we can do our thing Sippin' while we're cuddling Baby makin' love by the fireplace While I'm whisperin' in yo' ear I'm soul... I'm soul That's soul... that's soul [Chorus x2] [Bridge: female singers] You know that he's the soulest brother in the A, Town The girls call him Pat, or Sleepy Brown He got a mean ass walk, straight gangsta stroll When he walks through the girls point they toes 'Cause they love him (I love him) 'cause they love him (I love him) 'Cause they love him (I love him) 'cause they love him (I love him) 'Cause they love him (I love him) 'cause they love him (I love him) 'Cause they love him (I love him) 'cause they love him (I love him) [Verse 2:] Women want, men wanna be Oh so clean from my head to my feet Out here hustlin', on these streets Ain't nobody bad like me I'm soul... I'm soul That's soul... that's soul If you hatin' gon' yo' way If you want me here's where I stay Where everybody knows my name When you see me baby, throw up the A I'm soul... I'm soul That's soul... that's soul [Chorus x2] [music to end] |
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from Murphy Lee - Murphy’S Law (2003)
[Murphy Lee] This is Murphy Lizzle On a Jazze production shizzle My nizzle, AHAAYY! [Hook - Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)] (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Kissin' and huggin', huggin' and kissin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the one that ya missin' come on.. (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Huggin' and kissin', kissin' and huggin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the one ya lovin' come on.. [Verse 1 - Murphy Lee] I'm sorta like my brotha but very different from others Like a special police man, I'm always under cover I'll love you if you love me, I kiss only if un-kissable Keep em if they keep able, diss em if they dismissible (Luv me baby) Skool Boy, fence a tool, make it outside the visit room Teachin you, makin you listen to me like a principal Sendin' you, flowers and candy to your family And I think it's cute how you used to live wit yo granny, maan (Luv me baby) Work in the mornings, school in the evening, weekday to weekend Teachin reasons I'm the one you believe in Demolish ya def, acknowledge yourself Now you rock a small belt from my nutriential belt (Luv me baby) I'm the god mami, teach you what you need to be taught And these feelings that I brought, ma they all in ya thoughts You can't love nobody 'til you love you So when you do love somebody you'll know what to do come on.. [Hook - Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)] (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Kissin' and huggin', huggin' and kissin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the cat that ya missin' come on.. (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Huggin' and kissin', kissin' and huggin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the cat ya lovin' come on.. [Verse 2 - Murphy Lee] See I'm the man like groom and husband Grandfather or daddy, brother, uncle man nephew or cousin I'm the 1 like Tracy McGrady, play wit me or play me Make me a man or make me your baby (Luv me baby) Spoil me mama, back rub oil me mama When I'm left over aluminum, foil me mama I'ma be therre when you wake up hungry You can call me your homie I'ma be therre when you straight up lonely (Luv me baby) And I ain't tryin' to get mushy ya dig? And all pushy ya dig? I just like the fact ya tushy is big Can I touch it, touch it? maybe caress it and rub it? Take advantage of it, show me your private booty in public (Luv me baby) You actin fresh this way like "But guess" But really you princess cut, invisible set The credible sex, way way ahead of the rest Best personality, face, booty and chest [Hook - Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)] (I'ma make ya luv me baby) And I can make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Kissin' and huggin', huggin' and kissin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the cat that ya missin' come on.. (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me girl, hug me girl Place no one above me girl (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Huggin' and kissin', kissin' and huggin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the cat ya lovin' come on.. [Bridge - Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown] L-O-V-E Me Ooh the da the da daaa From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday And sometimes Sunday L-O-V-E Me Ooh the da the da daaa From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday And sometimes Sunday Hey-ey [Verse 3 - Murphy Lee] I need an erryday girl, an all day provider Don't matter if I'm behind her, as long as I'm inside her She be wit it and I don't wanna be commited As long as I don't forget it, the night after I hit it She cool mayn, neva disrespectin' me As long as I can help her wit a few Bill Belamys And she ain't even tellin' me I'm the only dertty she dig And if she do I'ma tell em how we better off bein friends [Hook - Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)] (I'ma make ya luv me baby) And I'ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby Place no one above me baby (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Kissin' and huggin', huggin' and kissin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the derrty ya missin' come on.. (I'ma make ya luv me baby) I'ma make ya luv me girl, hug me girl Place no one above me girl (Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby) Huggin' and kissin', kissin' and huggin' (Give me a chance, girl I'm the man) Give me a chance I'm the derrty ya lovin' come on.. [Bridge - Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown] L-O-V-E Me Ooh the da the da daaa From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday And sometimes Sunday L-O-V-E Me Ooh the da the da daaa From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday And sometimes Sunday Hey-ey... Hey-ey... Hey-ey |
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from Sleepy Brown - Mr. Brown (2006)
[Verse 1] 12 o'clock when I stop that colt 59 Just to, hear some, got a call from sleepy brown-brown Said he's going down-down town at the mouth-mouth Definitely crowded with the happy hour crowd Drinks for a dollar, everybody's buzzin' cause We spittin' like a major league, pitcher's tryna cut some Only throw 'em balls, no strikes for tonite She walks on to the step before she heavy pantin' let's ride To my underground bungalows, approach the mouth Baby I'm the headcoach now, wow. Baby needs a cold wet towel Pharrell's on the way, so stay and play a while Aw, uh, Sleepy Brown, Pharrell, Big Boi, yeah (Ss-ah, Ss-ah, Ss-ah) [Chorus] I've been working all day, now I'm gone so see ya It's time for play, so name the place I'll meet ya Make it through the bar, sip margaritas Stay on the floor, go with me for the ri-de-uh Aren't you feeling ni-ce-uh Doesn't it feel ni-ce-uh Is everybody high? [Verse 2] Ooh baby, do your thing now Sittin' at the bar, with would you hangin' I wonder if, you know I'm watching you 'Cause everything you do, is so good to Love the way you run your finger, over that glass Ooh the way you look over your shoulders when you dance (Aaahh..) I'm tryin' to get the nerve, to talk to you So maybe we can, find something to do [Chorus] I've been working all day, now I'm gone so see ya It's time for play, so name the place I'll meet ya Make it through the bar, sip margaritas Stay on the floor, go with me for the ri-de-uh Aren't you feeling ni-ce-uh Doesn't it feel ni-ce-uh Is everybody high? [Verse 3] Ooh yeah baby, I'm here my lady Staring at your eyes, tryna read your mind Don't you realize? I'm right for you, the type for you, one that'd makes Oh your dream reality baby, will go as plan Then we'll start to fade into a serious romance (Aaahh..) Can't believe my dear, what do you need? Your every wish, oh girl I can't wait [Chorus] I've been working all day, now I'm gone so see ya It's time for play, so name the place I'll meet ya Make it through the bar, sip margaritas Stay on the floor, go with me for the ri-de-uh Aren't you feeling ni-ce-uh Doesn't it feel ni-ce-uh Is everybody high? |
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from Sleepy Brown - Mr. Brown (2006)
(feat. Joi)
It's time to get freaked... oh it's time to get freaked... It's time to get freaked... oh it's time to get freaked... [Verse 1: Sleepy Brown] Oh ho hum, I love it baby when you're goin' down with me (whoooaaa) Oh ho hum, your body feels so good I wish that We, could stay like this forever Oh ho hum, fingertips move across you so slowly (whoooaaa) Oh ho hum, the freakiness inside me wish that We, can stay like this forever [Chorus: Sleepy Brown & Joi][with ad-libs] Mmmhmmhmm... whoooaaa Mmmhmmhmm... whoooaaa Mmmhmmhmm... whoooaaa Oohoohooh... ooh ooh ooooohoooh... hmmm [Verse 2: Joi] Oh ho hum, I love it baby when you're goin' down on me (whoooaaa) Oh ho hum, My body feels so good I wish that We, could stay like this forever Oh ho hum, fingertips move across me so slowly (whoooaaa) Oh ho hum, the freakiness inside me wishes We, could stay like this forever [Chorus: Sleepy Brown & Joi][with ad-libs] Mmmhmmhmm... whoooaaa Mmmhmmhmm... whoooaaa Mmmhmmhmm... whoooaaa Oohoohooh... ooh ooh ooooohoooh... hmmm [Bridge: Joi] Oh ho hum... oh ho hum Oh ho hum... Oohoohooh... ooh ooh ooooohoooh... hmmm [Verse 3: Sleepy Brown & Joi] Oh ho hum, I love it baby when you're goin' down with me Oh ho hum, your body feels so good I wish that We, could stay like this forever [Outro: Sleepy Brown & Joi] Oh ho hum... [music to end] |
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from Sleepy Brown - Mr. Brown (2006)
[Chorus:]
Everybody's ready, time to get it 'Cause it's 'bout to be ('bout to be) One of dem nights Hope you keep it steady, time to get it 'Cause it's 'bout to be ('bout to be) One of dem nights (It's about to be) one of dem nights (one of dem nights) One of dem nights ('bout to be) One of dem nights (It's about to be) one of dem nights, one of dem nights (You will see) One of dem nights [Verse 1:] It's time to get it on, we got it laid out for you Whatever turns you on (on) Don't stop from dusk 'til dawn, even then we'll keep partyin' And vibin' to this song [Bridge:] Whatever your groove, we got it (alright) Ain't nobody leavin' 'cause it's time to get on board We're gonna groove, 'til morning If you got to leave then you just might as well go home 'Cause it's one of dem nights [Chorus 2:] Everybody's ready, time to get it 'Cause it's 'bout to be (it's 'bout to be) One of dem nights Hope you keep it steady, time to get it 'Cause it's 'bout to be, One of dem nights (it's about to be) One of dem nights, one of dem nights ('bout to be) One of dem nights (it's about to be) One of dem nights (one of dem nights), one of dem nights (you will see) One of dem nights [Verse 2:] Can't you tell by the moon, that it's a special evenin'? We're about to leave real soon (soon) These here say shubble acts, that you're about to witness Girl ain't no turnin' back [Bridge] [Chorus 2] [music, Bridge 2:] One of dem nights, one of dem nights One of dem nights One of dem nights, one of dem nights One of dem nights [music to end] |
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from U.G.K. - Underground Kingz (2007)
[Intro: Pimp C]
UHH... Dedicated to all the underdogs, knahmtalkinbout? Muthafuckas told me I wasn't gon be shit... Told me I was gon be able to do this rap shit... Knahmtalkinbout? My own family talked down on me, knahmsayin? [Chorus:] You cain't let no bitch shatter yo' dreams... (My uncle told me I wasn't gon be shit) It might not be all bad as it first seems... (I used to walk around with a bag full of rappers) You might not have all the things you need, yeah-heh... (Motherfucker told me, a nigga from Texas couldn't make no record) But all you got to do is believe... I got to get my money-hey, yeah-eah... (Then after I made the record, muh'fuckers said they would never give us no respect) I got to get my money-hey, yeah-eah... (But now they tryna rap like us) You got to get yo' money-hey, yeah-eah... (Tryna be like us, tryna smell like us) (Knahmtalkinbout?) I got to get my money-hey, yeah-eah... - you got to get yo' money... (Check this out) [Pimp C:] Man I refuse to let the bitches take away my pride Them hoes can lock my body up, but they cain't lock my mind See I'm a young street flame, I got them fire eyes I mean that Eyes of Fire, the Tiger, the Black Pride I call some women bitches and I call some women whores A bitch a dirty boar, a hoe open up the pussy store Now what's the difference between the two? Man, I just told you that But that don't mean that every woman I know is down with that If you a bitch and wanna switch, it ain't too late to change It's all about how you carry yo'self and how you handle thangs Some say that hoes and pimps is born, I don't believe that shit Cause anytime you wanna stop, it ain't too late to quit Just cause you sold your body don't mean you a hoe for life I got to speak it right for all the one that paid the price But if ya in it to win it, go head and live the life But baby, if you ain't in it, you still can do it right (right... right...) [Chorus:] You cain't let no bitch shatter yo' dreams... (hmm...) It might not be all bad as it first seems... (hmm...) You might not have all the things you need, yeah-heh... But all you got to do is believe... I got to get my money-hey, yeah-eah... I got to get my money-hey, oh-ho... You got to get yo' money-hey, yeah-eah... I got to get my money-hey, yeah-eah... - you got to get yo' money... [Pimp C:] To all the babies havin babies on ya' own I know you feelin fucked up and feelin all alone I know ya people tellin you, "Ya fucked up your life" Ya only fucked up if you lay down and don't continue to fight - uh! And to the young nigga out there tryna sell dope I know ya family fucked up and it's your last rope In your heart, I know ya cold with this rhyme shit But ain't nuttin hap'nin but this twenty and this dime shit And you the daddy with lil' mama that's bout to have the baby You wanna own ya team but niggaz tellin you, "Ya crazy" "What you thankin? You too young to have a family" But all the moves ya makin, look like you a man to me! When you get caught up man them niggaz ain't gon ride witchu But get down with that girl and she gon keep it live witchu But she gon help ya put your money up and save somethin Cause right now ya run it, th'ew it back and you ain't made nuttin It's time to change sumthin... [Chorus] [Pimp C:] If you a ballplayer, man go 'head and play ball Don't let nobody steal your dream if you ain't came to fall I know they say, "It ain't enough room in the NBA" You tell them haters, "Save that bullshit for another day" If you a sanger, lil' mama go 'head and sang ya song Them hoes say, "You ain't gon make it", the funky bitch is wrong You ain't got to get butt-naked on stage in a thong Just sang your records to show the people you got it goin on I see a whole lotta motherfuckers come and go I know young niggas sold they soul for the dirty dough They want a rapper, I understand go 'head and chase ya dream But chase to hog it up, the lawyer end up like a fiend Some people gay, what can I say? The only judge is God But don't be shame and try to hide cause then you livin fraud Cause everythang done in the dark, gon' come to the light So do yo' thang, cause cain't no man tell you what's wrong or right Right, right, right, right... So do yo' thang, cause cain't no man tell you what's wrong or right ... (Uh!) |
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from Sleepy Brown - Mr. Brown (2006)
Well... I know I keep on Talking 'bout your love When I'm with you Everything's beautiful It's all about you Whatever you wanna do I'm so happy I'm with you Don't see any problems with you Those things that we could do Girl you know I love you [Chorus: x2] You make it oooh (oooh) Feel so good Make me wanna get up early on a sunday morning All your love Oooh Come on baby Bring it here girl I'ma do you round the pool Are you ready For this love I'ma put on you, I'ma put on you (Oooh) I'ma hit it I'ma hit it some more till the cops come back and gone hit the door girl you know, I'm yours [Chorus x2] [Bridge:] Oooh, oooh That feels so good baby, uh Oooh oooh You so good you make me wanna testify girl Oooh oooh (Yeah) It's a Sunday morning here I come baby Oooh oooh You wonder why I stare at you all the time baby? Oooh oooh Cuz God has really blessed me to be with you Oooh oooh So I promise, to love you, to cherish you, to give you the world baby [Chorus x2] Oooh oooh Sunday morning, all your love Oooh oooh Sunday morning |
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from Outkast - Speakerboxxx / The Love Below (2003)
Boom, Boom, Boom. Heh, Heh. [Big Boi] Ready for action, nip it in the butt. We never relaxin’, OutKast is everlastin’ Not clashin’, not at all but see my nigga went to do a little acting. Now that’s for anyone askin’ give me one pass em’ Drip drip drop there goes an eargasm Now you cumin out the side of your face We tapping right into your memory banks (Thanks!) So flickle the tickle lets see your seat belt fastened Trunk rattlin’ like two midgets in the back seat wrasling Speakerbox vibrate the tank, make it sound like aluminum cans in the back. But I know ya’ll wanted that 808 can you feel that B-A-S-S, bass But I know ya’ll wanted that 808 can you feel that B-A-S-S, bass [Chorus] I like the waaaay you move I like the waaaay you move (Whoo-o-o!) I love the waaaay you move I love the way, I love the way. I love the waaaay you move I love the waaaay you move (Whoo-o-o!) I love the waaaay you move I love the way, I love the way. [Big Boi] Then the whole room fell silent (Shhhhh!) The girls all pause with glee, turning left turning right hardly looking at me, But I was looking at them, there, there on the dance floor Now they got me in the middle feeling like a man whore Specially the big girl, big girls need love too no discrimination in this world. So keep your hands off my cheeks, and let me study how you ride the beat You big freak! Skinny, slim women got the cameltoe within them You can fuck them, lift them, bend them, give them something to remember Hail out timber when you fall through the chop shop. Take a deep a breath and exhale your ex male friend, boyfriend was boring as hell Now let me listen to the stories you tell and we can make moves like a person in jail. On the loco [Chorus] [Sleepy Brown] Heeeey baby, girl don’t you stop Come on baby dance on the top of me You so fine (you so fine) you so fine You drive me outta my mind (my mind, outta my mind!) Oooh baby! If I could I would, just be with yoooou baaaaby Ooooooh Cause you like me and excite me and you know you gotta leave baby! Oooooo! I like the waaay you move (I like the way you move) I like the waaay you move (Ooo you so sexy baaby!) (Whoo-o-o!) I love the waaay you move I love the way, I love the way (Whoo-o-o!) I love the waaay you move (I love the way you move) I love the waaay you move (Ooo you so sexy baaby!) (Whoo-o-o) I love the waaay you move I love the way, I love the way. I like the waaay you move I like the waaay you move (Whoo-o-o!) I love the waaay you move I love the way, I love the way. I love the waaay you move I love the waaay you move (Whoo-o-o!) I love the waaay you move I love the way, I love the way |
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| from Mr. Hichi (미스터 히치 - 당신을 위한 데이트 코치) [ost] (2005) | |||||
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from Sleepy Brown - Mr. Brown (2006)
Uh uh uh, You know it's on right... Now that I've got you home with me tonight They say I'd rather love cuz this feels so right I'm on top of you, you're under me There's no place in this world that I'd rather be Oooh I got my arms upon your legs as You hold on girl don't be scared just Tell me the secrets in your head as I get into you Must express your every motion Fallen deep in who I chosen You keep tellin me keep going I know what to do [Chorus:] I won't stop till your legs start shaking Keep on going till your legs start shaking Every motion till your legs start shaking To what I know till your legs start shaking You're so good till your legs start shaking Like I knew it boo till your legs start shaking I don't stop till your legs start shaking Till I reach the top till your legs start shaking Oooh now that the moment's here Baby lift my cup for you to drink my dear, Baby Oooh I know that you're lovin me Don't be ashamed baby, go on and take that thang Now that you're on top of me and I caught up in your ecstacy and I know that you're feeling me and Every part of you Must express your every motion Fallen deep in who I chosen I keep tellin you keep going You know what to do [Chorus x2] [Bridge:] Shake it baby shake it baby, oooh Shake it baby shake it baby Ooooooh You are so fine So divine (I love you so) Shake it baby shake it baby Shake it baby shake it baby I'll never let you go I'ma keep on hit me till your legs start shaking Till your legs start shaking [x4] [Chorus: till end] |
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from Big Boi - Sir Lucious Left Foot...The Son Of Chico Dusty (2010)
Niggas don't fuck with a nigga like me
Cause a nigga like me don't fuck around Niggas don't fuck with a nigga like me Cause a nigga like me don't fuck around Rump bump-it, (repeat 14) I know you see that No ones competing Ooh that turns me on Ooh that turns me on What turns me on about ya, I doubt you have a clue, Sassy attitude, and red bottom shoes Got I'm mad at you I do think you're fierce and that you Killing them of course With the features of an angel And the bottom of a horse Thoroughbred, thorough head Makes ya moist like the dark fudge Brownie with the nut of your choice Soaking wet, all the feathers in the goose Down, who's loose now You done let the juice ooze down Do smile, when you do it's on some ooh child Kiss ya in the mouth, juicy fruit, make it cool down And make it truth, ain't it true now Divine neck, the respect it ain't shit for me to prove gal You need some time, press the snooze down I don't mind cause I'm as hard as all the iron in all the tool house Or tool shed, go and play it like When alarm sound off around two is up ahead I know you see that(It ain't going down without cha) No ones competed Ooh that turns me on Ooh that turns me on Who gives a damn about the past I live for the day, plan for the future, pack a lunch, and haul ass Anyway, it ain't no time for no picnics, This that business, the slickness to get your chick hit quick I make her drip all her liquids Then get butt booty naked when I spit on some pimp shit Make her legs shake so she never loses interest Calling out my name when I'm asking, "whose is this? " Naw, it's not a game, ass falling out the frame With the Polaroid camera I have to take two flicks She can't avoid all the stamina, we do this With no steroids or other artificial juices. Therefore, she knows the undisputed truth When I slip into this boo while I slide into this booth I'm kicking it with you, lot like martial artists do We can break boards, and you can kick rocks I know you see that (it ain't going down without cha) No ones competed Ooh that turns me on Ooh that turns me on Sit yourself down on my big old bed Turn your body round here let me give you some- Don't you want to make a freaky memory with me So later on you can think about it then you'll be like Damn... That turns me on I know you see that (It ain't going down without 'cha) No ones competed Ooh that turns me on Ooh that turns me on From the back Now from the front |
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from Sleepy Brown - Mr. Brown (2006)
I'm 'bout to jump in! Splash!
[Chorus:] I want to take a dip, dip inside your love Underwater love, never comin' up I want to take a dip, dip inside your love Underwater love, never comin' up [Verse 1:] I just went down And never comin' up I don't need air ba-a-by Stay here between you ba-a-by Got my things that I'm gon' need 'Cause I'm gonna stay off in you indeed 'Cause that's just me ba-a-by 'Cause that's just a me ba-a-by [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Now the tide is rollin' in I'm gonna take a swim Inside your world ba-a-by (inside the love baby) Inside your world ba-a-by Got my safety suit on Wit' that nothin' can go wrong Splashing around ba-a-by (all around baby) I'm gonna stay down here ba-a-by [Chorus] [music, woman moaning, bridge:] Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo... Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo... Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo... Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo... Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo [Chorus] [Bridge 2, woman continues moaning:] Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo... Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo... Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo... Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo... Doodadoo, doo-doo, doo-doo [music fades out with bridge, water bubbling] |
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