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50 Cent feat. Tony Yayo (G-Unit)
Like My Style
[50 Cent]
(Uh huh) I know you like my style
(Uh huh) You like how I break it down
(Uh huh) I know you like style
(Uh huh) You like how I break it down
I know you like my style
(Uh huh) You like how I break it down
Wanna get rich I'll show you how
Wanna get rich I'll show you how
On ya mark, get set, let's go, switch the flow
Teach ya how to turn yayo in to doe
The original don dada nobody bomb harda
Ya heard what I said boy, I'm hot, I'm hot
The hoodrats they say "He so crazy"
The snitches they say "He tried to spray me"
That's what you get for tryin to play me
The Aftermath and my wrath is so SHADY
No matter how you try you can't stop it
I catch ya stuntin in the Bentley Coup cockpit
If you a pimp why ya hoes stay outta pocket
Front and find out how my P-40 glock hit
"50 you need some help" chill yo, yo I got this
Where I'm from the D's tryin to knock us
They swear to God that it's me sellin the choppas
Man I ain't give them lil niggas no product
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
(Uh huh) I know you like my style
(Uh huh) But how much do you like my style
(Uh huh) You like how I break it down
(Uh huh) Wanna get rich I'll show you how
(Uh huh) I know you like my style
(Uh huh) But how much do you like my style
(Uh huh) You like how I break it down
(Uh huh) Wanna get rich I'll show you how
[50 Cent]
The birds they say I got a way with words
I be like "baby girl I like them curves"
If ya not busy tonight then we can swerve
I'ma bachelor baby, fuck what you heard
From the tellie in ten minutes I'll make you a believer
Tongue touch ya'll have ya shakin like you havin a seizure
I make hits about what I do in my leisure
G unit gang, can't another clique out to see us
Niggas lip sync the lyrics cuz they wanna be us
Groupie hoes from the hood they be tryin ta G us
Try ta holla at the kid, e'ery time they see us
Girlfriend quit pretending I'm the nigga ya love
And I ain't got to say nuttin you know that I'm thugin
Wit my hands on dat ass and ya say that I'm buggin
We family baby, kissin cousins
Now look what the riff raff done drug in
For the cheese my degrees is hotter then ya oven
I'ma New Yorker but I sound southern
And we sip DP till the Don stop bubblin
After we play, ok, got to ya husband
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
[50 Cent (Tony Yayo)]
Em said you gone like my style
Dre said you gone like my style
I said you gone like my style (Uh huh)
You gone like how I break it down
[Tony Yayo]
You're not really, really ready (ready)
The drama will have ya ass in trauma BOY!
You're not really, really ready (ready)
My knife flip open and then I gets to pokin
You're not really, really ready (ready)
Them shells start poppin and bodies get to droppin
You're not really, really ready (ready)
You think ya ready, ya not (ya not)
Really really ready (ready)
09 July 2009 10:30 · izlevedinle · fav
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Jamie Foxxx]
La la la la la la
Ooh I'd lie for you baby
Ooh I'd die for you baby
[50 Cent overlapping]
I build you up
But if ever I fall down
And I need you to pick me up
Promise me you'll be around
Hold me down
I'll build you up
[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
Listen if you let me, I'll be the reason you shine
Its a secret I want the world to know that you're mine
But on some real shit, communications could be better
So I'm writin' a song, instead of a love letter
They can play it on the radio, a hundred times a day
I figure when you hear it, you would stop and think of me
I wanna get to know ya and be the reason you smile
Girl, you know where I'm from, you know how I get down
When times are tough, tell me that I'm special
Not rap, I mean me, that I'm special
You know they say diamonds are a girl's best friend
Precious stones, could you put me before them?
If so, I'll see to it that they always around
Nothin' but the best now, how does that sound?
If I talk with you, when we talk you can keep it
Girl, you on my mind all the time, its a secret [shhh]
[Chorus x2- Jamie Foxxx]
Baby I'll build you up
Girl if I, never show I have you by my side
I build you up
Girl I need to know for sure you're mine
I need to know for sure
[Verse 2- 50 Cent]
I think about you thinkin' that you feel the same way
Was it just my imagionation again runnin' away
If you ready to ride girl come on let's roll
G-55 fly, ma let's go
Its hard to measure the pleasure of havin' you in my presence
Your smile makes me smile, I'll show you my style
We can shop a lil bit, I pick out sum shit
One pair at a time, till your shoe games sick
Now who knows what the future holds, we'll be together probably
For better or worst, like Whitney and Bobby
If you wanna play house, we can play house then
But wait why pretend when you can move in
Before I be your buddy in bed, let me be your best friend
Girl, its more than lust, I want your trust
You keep it real with me, I'll keep it real with you
Cause I know with you by my side, there's nothin' I can't do
[Chorus x2- Jamie Foxxx]
Baby I'll build you up
Girl if I, never show I have you by my side
I build you up
Girl I need to know for sure you're mine
I need to know for sure
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09 July 2009 10:28 · izlevedinle · fav
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[Intro]
Uhhhhh
Yeah
Uhhhhh
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it
Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it
I make it hot, mothafuckas freeze up when I come through
Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel
I might smile and say whats up but I don't fuck with you niggas
My rap money slow up, I'll run up on you niggas
I'm on the edge, I'm just waitin' on a nigga to push me
Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin' at pussy
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
So much chrome on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims
If your bitch wanna roll, I'ma let her get in
I don't play but I'm a playa till the mothafuckin' end [gunshots]
[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
And when I open that doBitch get in my car
[Verse 2]
Don't tell me you don't know that, uhh I'm the shyiiit
Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with ya bitch
I ain't ?? these hoes, man I'm bout my paper
If your bitch really bout it nigga I'm gon' take her
Backseat of my jeep, fuck till I fuck up her make up
Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob
Tell her if she like me she should keep me icey
My game fuck with a bitch brain till she think she wifey
Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes me
Committment for me, uhh nah not likely
One hour, Vivica, I thought I was onto somethinBut then the next week, nah man it was nothin' [gunshots]
[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
And when I open that doBitch get in my car
[Verse 3]
Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie
They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, I'm high
First its pain when you lust for love, then its smooth and calm
Feel the rush, like a needles in your arm
Its a cold world baby girl, lovin' me is not enough
Find out when you fuckin' broke, love won't get you on the bus
Man you should see the pretty bitches that be sexin' me
They suck cock that make 'em hot, I just let 'em stand next to me
Hundred percent thug, freak too, I'll taste your love
69's the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh?
My conversations so deep, I get in your head
Next thing you know, you yawnin', turnin' over and I'm in the bed [gunshots]
[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
And when I open that doBitch get in my car
[Outro]
Hahaha
Quit playin' bitch get it
You know you wanna ride with a nigga
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
[Gunshots]
09 July 2009 10:26 · izlevedinle · fav
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Chours 1:
Man I finna do my thang,(Get up!)
It's crazy in the club when I'm in there man. (Get up!)
trust me homie I'm not playin (Get up!)
i have the dance floor off the chain
I say(Get up!)
I came to bring you that California love
and a lil new york hate it's all of the above
And when I'm playin I'm sayin I'm off the chain
you niggas better follow instructions
I said (Get up!)
Verse 1:
I ball till i fall
I stunt till i drop
I'm off the show room floor
Not the used car lot
You buy a bottle
I buy the bar
I make every other week feel like mardi gras
When i get in to it
I get in to it
everybody can't do it the way i do it
I make it rain (rain)
Till the sun come out
A nigga playin (playin)
we make the guns come out
Now, my question is
Who they gonna blame
when I'm at number one on the billboard again
shit, shift now the game done change
since Mike made thriller and Prince made purple rain
I guess I make the kids wanna slang
and NWA made the west coast bang
Nah it's just music
man it's just music
Now get your ass on the dance floor and move it
Chorus 2:
I have the south war fare
I'm the reason everybody here
I say(Get up!)
I make it hot, I make it hot in here
Your feet hurtin I really dont care
I said (Get up!)
I wanna see, I-I wanna see you move
and get all into the grove
I said(Get up!)
I'm getting money man I really don't care
let me see you put your hands in the air
I said(Get up!)
Verse 2:
Girl, you look good
I want get to know you better
You look good in them jeans and them red stelettos
You got a bently coupe booty baby
I wanna drive
see i'll tell you what your mileage is
when i'm inside
i wanna take you for a spin
You know round and round
switch gears till your love come down
I'll take you to the point of no return
If you listen you learn
just how a nigga earn
I got money to burn
While the Gap Band play
she dropped the bomb on me
it's up and down
and up and down
Gracefully
Rick James would have said she a brick house
or fifty you should go home to see
What that bitch bout
I found out she like it how I like it, huh,
back it up
get cha some
I know how to get you sprung
tune you up
use your tounge
under the hood it's so good
she said it's so good
goddamn I'm so hood
Nigga what up
Chorus 2:
I have the south warfare
I'm the reason everybody here
I say (Get up!)
I make it hot, I make it hot in here
Your feet hurtin I really dont care
I said (Get up!)
I wanna see, I-I wanna see you move
and get all into the grove
I said (Get up!)
I'm getting money man I really don't care
let me see you put your hands up in the air
I said (Get up!)
Outro:
And get into it
You are now rocking with the unit
I said (Get up!)
and get into it
we gonna show you just how we do it
I said (Get up!)
Aftermath, still shady aftermath
I said (Get up!)
Aftermath, still shady aftermath
09 July 2009 10:24 · izlevedinle · fav
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Yeah, let's take 'em back
Uh huh
[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
Comin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a girl
Confusin' occurs, comin' up in the cold world
Daddy ain't around, prolly out committin' felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
For a fo' ring ring, one of them gold ropes
Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin coat
If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'll be dope
Tossed and turn in my sleep at night
Woke up the next mornin' niggas done stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could
[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Game)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops
Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me
[Verse 2- The Game]
I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya
First mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya
Gritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show, I threw away my NWA gold
And had the whole crowd yellin' free Yayo
So niggas better get up outta mine
Before I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine
And I'm rap's MVP
Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C.
This nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us, cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it seems your little rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out
Who gave the West Coast mouth to mouth
[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Lloyd Banks)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops
Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me
[Bridge- 50 Cent]
From the beginnin' to end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real, we ain't got to pretend
The cold world that we in
Is full of pressure and pain
I thought it would chane
But its stayin' the same
[Verse 3- Lloyd Banks]
How many of them boys is with ya
When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the club
Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bub
My role model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough they want me to choke
My boy just got poked in the throat, now its a ?? in my coat
Now I'm ?? reminiscin', holdin' my weed in never listen
If I see him an ?? and maybe that'll even the score
And if not, then that'll be me on the floor
[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Tony Yayo)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops
Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me
[Verse 4- Tony Yayo]
I started out at fifteen, scared as hell
I took thirty off a pack and I made them sell
As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot
With that little duece duece and my triple fat goose
Sippin' easy Jesus rockin' the laces
Mama with me and when she found my pieces
I look back on life and think God I bless
We the best on the planet so forget the rest
[Verse 5- Young Buck]
You know I'm still nice with my cooked game
Look mayn, its a hood thang thats why I'm loved in Brooklayn
I handle mine just like a real nigga should
If I do some time, homie I'm still all good
Let me show what a thug that born to die
I took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my four five
And I ain't even got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who ain't seen awards to check bitch
[Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Young Buck)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops
Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me
09 July 2009 10:21 · izlevedinle · fav
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Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix,
you know that S 75 Street Brazil?
Well this year gon be called Calle Ocho,
Que ola cata, Que ola omega
and this how we gon do it
Dale,
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Uno-dos-tres-cuatro
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
(Hahaha)
one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Si verdad que tu eres guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)
one-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)
[Verse 1:]
6 to tha clock, on my way to the top uh,
Pit got it locked from brews to the locker,
R.I.P uh, big and pac,
That he's not, but damn he's hot,
label flop but Pit wont stop,
got her in the car, quit playin' with his (Como?)
watch him make a movie like Albert Hitchcock, Enjoy
[Chorus:]
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Si verdad que tu eres guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)
[ Pitbull Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)
[Verse 2:]
Mami got an ass like a donkey, with a monkey,
look like King Kong, welcome to the crib,
305 thats what it is,
with a woman down ya s*** dont play games,
they up the chain, and they let her do everythang and anythang, hit tha thang
and they love it gettin' it in, gettin' on,
all night long (Dale)
[Chorus:]
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
one-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)
one-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro
[Verse 3:]
Baby you can get it, if you wit it we can play,
baby I got cribs, I got condos we can stay,
even got a king size mattress we can lay,
baby I dont care, I dont care, what they say
[Chorus:]
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)
one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)
one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro
09 July 2009 10:20 · izlevedinle · fav
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I like a long haired thick red bon
open up her legs then filet mignon that pussy
I’ma get in and on that pussy
if she let me in I’ma own that pussy
go’n throw it back and bust it open like you ‘posed to
girl I got that dope dick
now come here let me dope you
you gon’ be a dope fiend
your friends should call you dopey
tell ‘em keep my name out they mouth if they don’t know me
huh
but you can’t come and tunecha
I’ll **** the whole group
baby I’m a groupie
my sex game is stupid
my head is the dumbest
I promise
I should be hooked on phonics
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but anyway I think you’re bionic
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I think you’re beyond it
and I just wanna get behind it
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(back it up and dump it back-
back it up and dump it back)
[CHORUS:]
cuz we like her
and we like her too
and we like her
and we like her too
and we like her
and we like her too
and we like herr
and she like us too
I wish I could **** every girl in the world
I wish I could **** every girl in the world
I wish I could **** every girl in the world
[Drake:]
yea
alright
(ohh ohhh)
she be jumpin up and down
tryna fit that *** in
took her half an hour
just to get that belt to fasten
all they want to talk about is partyin’ and fashion
every single night I have a dream that I am smashin’
them all
Young Money man this **** so timeless
and I’m in the mood to get faded so please bring your finest
and what are all your names again we drunk remind us
are any y’all into girls like I am lets be honest
she wants me she wants me
cuz I got it all shawty tell me what you don’t see
I will **** with all y’all
all y’all are beautiful
I just can’t pick one so you can never say I’m choosy hoes
and Wayne say pussy pussy pussy
and weed and alcohol seem to satisfy us all
damn
[ Young Money Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
and every time I think of staying with her
she bring that friend around that make a ***** reconsider man
CHORUS
[Jae Millz:]
I ain’t being disrespectful baby I’m just being Millz
and I don’t know how fake feels so I gotta keep it real
I just wanna **** every girl in the world
every model every singer every actress every diva
every house of diddy chick every college girl every skeezer
stripper and every desperate housewife that resemble eva
my role model was will
so married boy I’m in the milf
it don’t matter who you is miss
you can get the business
haaaa
[Gudda Gudda:]
these hoes is gods gift like Christmas
I like ‘em caramel skin long hair thick ***
and I swear I’m feelin’ all y’all
I’m scrollin’ down my call log
and I’ma call all y’all
my butter pecan Puerto Rican
she screamin’ out “papi” every time a ***** deep in
and I’m about to get my Bill Clinton on
and Hilary can Rodham too boy I gets my pimpin’ on
CHORUS
[Mack Maine:]
and ***** I’m Mack Maine -aine -aine -aine
????
make it good
Angelina Jolie
hah
D Woods
for free suites I’d give Paris Hilton all-nighters
in about 3 years, holla at me Miley Cyrus
I don’t discriminate, no not at all
kit kat a midget if that *** soft I break her off
I exchange V cards with the retards
and get behind the Christian like DR cuz he are
Mack Mizzo
baby
cuz he are Mack Mizzo
baby
[CHORUS:]
cuz we like her
and we like her too
and we like her
and we like her too
and we like her
and we like her too
and we like herr
and she like us too
I wish I could **** every girl in the world
I wish I could **** every girl in the world
I wish I could **** every girl in the world
Young Mula baby
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[Keri Hilson:]
Not again
Oh this ain't supposed to happen to me
[Kanye West:]
Keep rockin and keep knockin'
Whether you're Louie Vuittonin' it up, or Reebokin'
You see the hate that they serving on a plater
So what we gon have dessert or disaster?
[Keri Hilson:]
I never thought I'd be in love like this
When I look at you my mind goes on a trip
Then you came in and knocked me on my face
Feels like I'm in a race but I already won first place
I never thought I fall for you as hard as I did (as hard as I did, yeah)
You got me thinking about our life, our house and kids (Yeah)
Every morning I look at you and smile
Cause boy you came around and you knocked me down (knocked me down)
[Chorus:]
Sometimes love comes around (love comes around, love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down (knocks you down)
Sometimes love comes around
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down (knocks you down)
[Ne-Yo:]
I never thought I hear myself say
Ya'll gon hate
I think I'm going to kick it with my girl today
I used to be commander-in-chief for my pimp ship flying high
Till I met this pretty little missile, who shot me out the sky
So now I'm crashing don't know how it happened
But I know it feels so damn good
Said if I could go back and make it happen faster
Don't you know i would baby if I could
Miss independent, to the fullest, the load never too much
She helping me pull it, she shot bullet that ended that life
I swear to you the pimp in me just died tonight girl sometimes love
Sometimes love comes around (love comes around, love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down (knocks you down)
Sometimes love comes around
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
[ Keri Hilson Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
When it knocks you down (knocks you down)
[Kanye West:]
Tell me now can you make past your caspers
So we could finally fly off into NASA
You was always the cheerleader of my dreams
To seem to only date the head of football teams,
And I was the class clown that always kept you laughing
We were never meant to be, baby we just happened
So please don't mess up the trick,
Hey young world, I'm the new slick rick,
They say I move to quick but we can't let this moment past us,
Let the hour glass pass right into ashes
Let the wind blow the ashes right before my glasses
So I wrote this love letter right before my classes
how could a goddess ask someone that's only average, for advice
O-M-G you listen to that bitch?
Woah is me, baby this is tragic
Cause we had it, we was magic
I was flying, now I'm crashing
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson
Now I'm mad, real mad, Joe Jackson
You should leave your boyfriend now, I'ma ask him
[Keri Hilson:]
So you gotta take the good with the bad, the happy and the sad
Or will you bring the better future then I had in the past
Cause I don't want to make the same mistakes i did
I don't wanna fall back on my face again
Woah, woah
I'll admit it, I was scared to answer loves call
Woah, woah
And if it hits, better make it worth the fall
(When it comes around)
Sometimes love comes around (love comes around, love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down (knocks you down)
Sometimes love comes around (comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down (knocks you down)
Won’t see it coming when it happens
But when it happens you’re gonna feel it, let me tell you now
You see when love comes knocks you down
Won’t see it coming when it happens
But when it happens you’re gonna feel it, let me tell you now
You see when love knocks you down
09 July 2009 09:58 · izlevedinle · fav
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Baby you my everything you all i ever wanted.
We can do it real big.
Bigger then you ever done it.
You be up on everything.
Other hoes ain't never on it.
I want this forever, i swear i can spend whatever on it.
Cause she hold me down everytime i hit her up.
When i get right i promise that we gon live it up.
She make me beg for it till she give it up.
And I say the same thing every single time.
I say you the fucking best.
You the fucking best.
You the fucking best.
You the fucking best.
You the best i ever had.
Best I ever had.
Best I ever had.
I say you the fucking.
Know you got a roommate
Call me when its no one there
Put the key under the mat
And you know I'll be over there
(Yup) I'll be over there
Shawty, I'll be over there
I'll be hitting all the spots that u ain't even know was there
Ha. And you ain't even have to ask twice
You can have my heart or we can share it like the last slice
Always felt like you was so accustom to the fast life
Have a nigga thinking that he met you in a past life
Sweat pants, hair tied, chilling with no make up on
Thats when your the prettiest
I hope that you don take it wrong
You don't even trip when friends say you ain't bringing Drake along
You know that I'm working I'll be there soon as I make it home
And she a patient in my waiting room
Never pay attention to them rumors and what they assume
And until them girls prove it
I'm the one to Never get confused with Cause.
Baby you my everything you all i ever wanted.
We can do it real big.
Bigger then you ever done it.
You be up on everything.
Other hoes ain't never on it.
I want this forever, i swear i can spend whatever on it.
Cause she hold me down everytime i hit her up.
When i get right i promise that we gon live it up.
She make me beg for it till she give it up.
And I say the same thing every single time.
[ Drake Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
I say you the fucking best.
You the fucking best.
You the fucking best.
You the fucking best.
You the best i ever had.
Best I ever had.
Best I ever had.
I say you the fucking.
Sex, Love, Pain
Baby I be on that tank shit
Buzz so big i could prolly sell a blank disk
When my album drop
Bitches will buy it for the picture
And niggas will buy it too and claim they got it for they sister
Magazine paper girl
But money ain't the issue
They bring dinner to my room and ask me to initial
She call me the referee
Cause I be so official
My shirt ain't got no stripes but I can make yo pussy whistle
Like the Andy Griffith theme song
And who told you to put them jeans on
double cup love
You the one i lean on
Feeling for a fix then you should really get yo pheen on
Yea just know my condo is the crack spot
Every single show she out there repping like a mascot
Get it from the back
And make yo fucking bra strap pop
All up in yo slot until the nigga hit the jackpots
Baby you my everything you all i ever wanted.
We can do it real big.
Bigger then you ever done it.
You be up on everything.
Other hoes ain't never on it.
I want this forever, i swear i can spend whatever on it.
Cause she hold me down everytime i hit her up.
When i get right i promise that we gon live it up.
She make me beg for it till she give it up.
And I say the same thing every single time.
I say you the fucking best.
You the fucking best.
You the fucking best.
You the fucking best.
You the best i ever had.
Best I ever had.
Best I ever had.
I say you the fucking.
09 July 2009 09:53 · izlevedinle · fav
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I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling (woo-hoo) that tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling (woo-hoo)that tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
Tonight's the night night
Let's live it up
I got my money
Let's spend it up
Go out and smash it
Like Oh My God
Jump off that sofa
Let's get get OFF!
I know that well have a ball
If we get down
And go out
And just loose it all
I feel stressed out
I wanna let it go
Let's go way out spaced out
And loosing all control
(Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch...)
Fill up my cup
Mozoltov
Look at her dancing
Just take it off
Let's paint the town
Well shut it down
Lets burn the roof
And then well do it again..
Lets Do it, Lets Do it
Lets Do it Lets Do it
And do it, and do it (lets live it up..)
And do it, and do it
And do it do it do it
Let's do it, lets do it
Let's do it
I gotta feeling (Woo-hoo) that tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling (Woo-hoo) that tonight's gonna be a good night
[ Black Eyed Peas Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I can feel..
Tonight's the night (HEY!)
Let's live it up (Lets live it up!)
I got my money (I'm paid..)
Let's spend it up (lets spend it up!)
Go out and smash it (SMASH it!)
Like Oh My God (Like Oh My God!)
Jump off that sofa (C'mon!)
Lets get get OFF
Fill up my cup (Drank!)
Mozolotov (Lahyme)
Look at her dancing (Move it! Move it!)
Just take it off
Let's paint the town (Paint the Town!)
We'll shut it down (We'll shut it down..)
Let's burn the roof (WooOoo)
And then well do it again
Let's Do it, Lets Do it
Let's Do it Lets Do it
And do it, and do it (lets live it up..)
And do it, and do it
And do it do it do it
Let's do it, lets do it
Let's do it
Here we come, here we go
We gotta rock (rock rock rock rock)
Easy come, easy go
Now we on top (top top top top)
Feel the shot, body rock
Rock it dont stop (stop stop stop stop)
Round and round, up and down
Around the clock (clock clock clock clock)
Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday to Thursday
Friday, Saturday
Saturday to Sunday
G-G-G-G-get with us
You know what we say (say)
Party everyday, P-P-P-Party everyday
And I'm feeling (WooHooo)That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling (WooHooo)That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
