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1.Country Grammar
(修改)
[Chorus：Nelly]
Hmmmmm
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
[Nelly]
Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs
Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs
Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch
just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin
Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin
I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT SHIT!) so feel me when I bring it
Sing it loud (what?)
I'm from the Lou and I'm proud
Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law
Playa my style's raw, I'm 'Born to Mack' like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame, and the glamour
Give me D's wit a rubber hammer
My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic
Fuck bionic it's ironic, slammin niggaz like Onyx
Lunatics til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz? Loud niggaz, O.K. Corral niggaz
Foul niggaz, run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga
How nigga? Ask me again and it's goin down nigga
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga
Pound niggaz, what you be givin when I'm around nigga
Frown niggaz, talkin shit when I leave the town nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo' +Third Question+ like A.I.
Say hi, to my niggaz left in the slamma From St. Louis to Memphis
From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town K.C. Motown to Alabama
L-A, New York Yankee niggaz to Hotlanta 'ouisiana, all my niggaz wit 'Country Grammar' Smokin blunts in Savannah
Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons
So you niggaz quit actin silly, mon +Kid+ quicker than +Billy+, mon
Talkin really and I need it mon
Flows I kick 'em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon - holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin rollin deeper than any mon
through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
wit nice niggaz, sheist niggaz who snatch yo' life niggaz
Trife niggaz, who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga
(HOT SHIT!) Ice niggaz, all over close to never sober
From broke to havin bro-kers my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knockin like Jehovah - let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now
Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10's now
I win now (Whoo!) Fuckin lesbian twins now
Seein now, through the pen I make my ends now
[Chorus]
2.Always On Time
(修改)
[Ashanti (Ja talking)]
Always there when you call (Buckshots, hah), always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby
[Chorus - Ashanti]
Baby, I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time
And I gave you my all, now baby be mine
I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time
And I gave you my all, now baby be mine
[Ja Rule]
C'mon and get a piece of this late-night lover
You know, the one that swing dick like no other (shit)
I know, I got a lot of things I need to explain
But baby you know the name and love is about pain
So, stop the complaints and drop the order restraints
Our sex life's a game so bat me down in the paint
'Cause I can't wait no more
'Cause it's about a quarter-past three and shorty's eyein me
I got the Bentley valeted
And I'm just outside of Jersey, past the Palisades
And I love to see that ass in boots and shades
Hold down on the bed while I'm yankin your braids
Thug style, you never thought I'd make you smile
While I'm smackin your ass and fuckin you all wild
[With Ashanti] But we share somethin so rare,
but who cares, you care
[Chorus]
Girl, get a grip, c'mon, pull it together
It's only a sunshower, we been through worse weather
Like the stormy nights you wrote a 'Dear Ja' letter
And took my Benz and keyed and cut the leather
Bitch, you know better, we live M-O-B
Money Over Bitches, Murder, I-N-C
I got two or three hoes for every V
And I keep 'em drugged up off that ecstasy
I'm a playground legend like Kirk with Pee-wee
Name a nigga in the league got more game than me
I play hard, there's so many women I fathered
Meet 'em with scars and send 'em home hot and bothered
Truth or dare, this life ain't apparantly fair
And a love with no glare is a crystal stare
But we share [with Ashanti] somethin so rare, but who cares, you care
[Chorus]
Oh I'm, feelin like ya livin a, double life 'Cause you don't be comin home, sometimes
Baby, but you're always, on time, checkin for one time
You and I, got a special bond together
We go back like bombers boo, in the coldest weather
And when I play you play the same way you freak me baby I fuck you crazy
Then I'm gone
Baby don't really want me to get up and leave off that easy
She'll be wakin up wet for sheezy
Remind these bitches to mind they business
Believe me, this pimp game is very religious
And I'm built like the Don Bishop
Gon' keep this money-green Benz and my hoes as my witness
The life we share is a thug affair
[With Ashanti] But who cares, you care
[Chorus]
[Ashanti]
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine
[Radio Announcer]
Here at W-I-Z we play nothing but the hits, nothing but the hits
Nothing but the muthafuckin hits
3.The Nest Episode
(修改)
[Snoop Dogg]
La-da-da-da-dahh
It's the motherfuckin D-O-double-G (SNOOP DOGG!)
La-da-da-da-dahh
You know I'm mobbin with the D.R.E.
(YEAH YEAH YEAH You know who's back up in this MOTHERFUCKER!)
What what what what? (So blaze the weed up then!)
Blaze it up, blaze it up!
(Just blaze that shit up nigga, yeah, 'sup Snoop??)
Top Dogg, bite me all, nigga burn the shit up
D-P-G-C my nigga turn that shit up
C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah we hookin back up
And when they bang this in the club baby you got to get up
Thug niggaz drug dealers yeah they givin it up
Lowlife, yo' life, boy we livin it up
Takin chances while we dancin in the party fo' sho'
Slip my hoe a forty-fo' and she got in the back do'
Bitches lookin at me strange but you know I don't care
Step up in this motherfucker just a-swangin my hair
Bitch quit talkin, quick walk if you down with the set
Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet
Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap
And if yo' ass get cracked, bitch shut yo' trap
Come back, get back, that's the part of success
If you believe in the X you'll be relievin your stress
[Snoop] La-da-da-da-dahh
[Dre] It's the motherfuckin D.R.E. (Dr. Dre MOTHERFUCKER!)
[Snoop] La-da-da-da-dahhh
[Dre] You know I'm mobbin with the D-O-double-G
[Dr. Dre]
Straight off the fuckin streets of C-P-T
King of the beats you ride to em in your Fleet (Fleetwood)
or Coupe DeVille rollin on dubs
How you feelin whoopty=whoop nigga whut?
Dre and Snoop chronic'ed out in the 'llac
with Doc in the back, sippin on 'gnac (yeah)
Clip in the strap, dippin through hoods (what hoods?)
Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood!
South Central out to the Westside (wessyde)
It's California Love, this California bud got a nigga gang of pub
I'm on one, I might bail up in the Century Club
with my jeans on, and my team strong
Get my drink on, and my smoke on
Then go home with, somethin to poke on (whassup bitch?)
Loc it's on for the two-triple-oh
Comin real, it's the next episode...
[Nate Dogg]
Hold up, hey
for my niggaz who be thinkin we soft We don't, play
We gon' rock it til the wheels fall off Hold up, hey
for my niggaz who be actin too bold Take a, seat
Hope you ready for the next episode
Hey eye....
.... smoke weed everday!
4.Shit On You
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I'LL SHIT ON YOU...Da da..da da..
I'LL SHIT ON YOU...Da da..da da..
I'LL SHIT ON YOU...Da da..da da..
I'LL SHIT ON YOU...Da da..da da..
I'LL SHIT ON YOU...I will shit on you
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I'LL SHIT ON YOU...Girl you know
I'LL SHIT ON YOU...Bitch or men
I'LL SHIT ON YOU...I will shit on you
[Swifty:]
I remain fatter than gluttony
Tapin' bombs on the back of record companies (uh huh)
blow 'em up if they ain't wantin' me
The national guard- they scared of huntin' me
I love beef- I got your hoe duckin' me
A drug thief- Bitch I'll take your marijuana
These slugs will keep your ass away from my corner
I drown niggaz in hundred degree saunas
You can act if fool if you wanna- BIATCH
It's this lyrical piranha- strapped with a grenade in a pool with yo' mama
attack her by the legs and pull her to the bottom
Twit lettin' up like a condom
Slappin' if you fuckas got a problem
When I see 'em- you hoes endin' up in a fuckin' mausoleum
or hidden in a trunk of a black and gold BM
Pull in a garage while you screamin'
keep the motor on and I'm leavin'
I'LL SHIT ON YOU
[Chorus: Eminem]
I will shit on you I don't care who you are- I'LL SHIT ON YOU
I don't give a fuck a-bout you or your car- I'LL SHIT ON YOU
Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch- I'LL SHIT ON YOU
Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family
I'll shhh...
[Bizarre:]
I'm an alcholic- where's the fuckin' toilet
Pass the hot dog (Bizarre, aren't you Islamic?)
Bitch shut your fuckin' mouth
I'ma keep eating 'till Richard Simmonds comes to my house
with a chainsaw to cut me out (my house, my house)
Aww fuck your wife- I had sex since I met her
Too busy fuckin' with- your baby sitter (ha ha ha)
And all women ain't SHIT
Only good for cooking cleaning and sucking dick- And that's it (I said it)
I'm responsible for killing John Candy
Got JonBennet Ramsey in my '98 Camry (she's lost)
I don't give a fuck who you are
I'll shit on anybody
Truly yours- The Idoitic Bizarre
[Eminem:]
My adolescent years weren't shit to wait I do know
I never grew up- I was born grown and grew down
The older I get- the dumber the shit I get in The more ignorant the incident is- I fit in
Ignorin' the shit? How boring it gets when there's no one to hit I don't know when to quit throwin' a fit (nope)
I know I'm a bit flaky- but they make me
It's they who hate me and say they can takee (c'mon)
It's they whose legs I break and make achey
It's they who mistake me make me so angry (urgh)
I'LL SHIT ON YOU
I'll spit on you
Start pissin' and do the opposite on you
You weren't listenin'- I said I'll cop a squad on you
Start spillin' my guts like chicken cordeu bleu and straight shit
like Notorious BIG did to that bitch on the skit on his last album
Pull my pants down and...
[chrous]
[Kon Artis:]
Is Richard Pryor still alive?
If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin' (WHAT?!)
Born brainless this steel ain't stainless
Your blood stains all over this steel god-dangit
Bitch bring it!
These niggaz that I hang with'll hang u up naked by your ankles dangling
But need I stay straight when I don't need your help
If you won't gimmie ya pussy I'll unloosen my belt and (I'LL SHIT ON YOU)
I bet your daddy's not, your momma's kinda caught, your sister's chin crushed
Ya aunt supply ya rocks
Buck fifty 'cross your neck
Blow up your tech
I'll beat you across your chest
[Kuniva:]
Yo It's only right I jack the car keys and run
Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns
For fun when I'm drunk I run a truck through the weed house
Jump out and beat your peeps down worse than Steve Stought
Put you in choke holds I learned last week from the police man
who caught me stealing weed from his jeep (hey, hey, hey!)
I see hoes fightin' y'all don't wanna brawl
That's like Deebo fightin' Peabo Bryson (uhhh)
I'LL SHIT ON YOU
Fuck what your hollerin' and yellin' about
I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin' skeleton out
Niggaz get hit with a 2-Peace BLING BLING
With a poisonous thing- I'm such a violent thing
[chorus]
[Eminem:]
Once I get on two hits of ex my disc slips and disconnects
'Till I walk around this BITCH with a twisted neck
but still shit on the first bitch that disrespects
I'LL SHIT ON YOU
Over reaction is my only reaction which only sets off a chain reaction
that puts five more zany actin' maniacs in action
A rat pack in black jackets who pack 10 9 millimeters
5 criminals pullin' heaters and spillin' liters of blood like swimmin' pools
Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too
A lot of people say misogynistic which is true
I don't deny it- matter of fact I stand by it
So please stand by at the start of a damn riot
If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet (that's)
Boy girl dog woman man child
I'LL SHIT ON YOU
Da da da da
5.Party Up
(修改)
[DMX]
Uhh.. UH! .. WHOO!
[Chorus：]
[DMX]
Y'all gon' make me lose my mind up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me go all out up in here, up in here
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL up in HERE, up in here
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool up in here, up in here
[DMX]
If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick, aight
All your mens up in the jail before, suck my dick
and all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick
How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight
There go the gun click, nine one one shit
All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit
Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime you come around,
it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked
And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to but I'm not him, aight slim?
So watch what you do
Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else and we all thought you loved yourself
But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe they just sayin that, now cause they miss you
Shit a nigga tried to diss you
That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church
Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts
[Chorus]
[DMX]
Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain cause niggaz still want the fame,
off the name First of all, you ain't rapped long enough to be fuckin with me
and you, you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you
Superman I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome?
Hmm, let's add up all the factors
You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say you stupid, you be like,
'So? I love my baby mother, I never let her go
' I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin over pussy that don't belong to them,
fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them who get it on
on the strength of the hands with them, MAN
[Chorus]
[DMX]
I bring down rains so heavy it curse the head
No more talkin - put him in the dirt instead
You keep walin - lest you tryin to end up red
Cause if I end up fed, y'all end up dead
Cause youse a soft type nigga Fake up
North type nigga
Puss like a soft white nigga
Dog is a dog, blood's thicker than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the more guns we brought out
We run up in there, e'rybody come out, don't nobody run out
Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out
Nigga runnin his mouth?
I'ma blow his lung out
Listen, yo' ass is about to be missin
You know who gon' find you?
(Who?)
Some old man fishin
Grandma wishin your soul's at rest but it's hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest
[Chorus]
[DMX]
Hold up! ERRRRRRRR!
One.. two.. meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ry-DERS gon' meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ball-ERS gon' meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly lad-IES gon' meet me outside meet me outside, meet me outside
All my street street peoples meet me outside meet me outside, outside motherfucker
X is got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again Dark Man X got ya bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again Swizz Beatz got y'all bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again (Swizz Beatz)
Ruff Ryders got y'all bouncin again
[DMX]
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again Dark Man keep you bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
All my streets they bouncin again
Bouncin again, we're bouncin again
Swizz Swizz Beatz we bouncin again
Bouncin again and we bouncin again
Double R keep it comin, ain't nuttin y'all
Ain't nuttin y'all can do, now.. [BOOM]
6.Livin'It Up
(修改)
[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We all my... Yeah
C'mon, c'mon, uh
To all my bitches that be givin' it up, uh
To all my niggas that be livin' it up, we say...
To all my bitches that be givin' it up, ah C'mon
[Verse 1: Ja Rule]
Baby, you're such a typical, everyday, one night thing
It's a physical, I'ma fuck, you tonight thing
Fuck, knowing your name, get your ass in the Range
And rollover, gettin' blown while blowing the doja
Bring head to a closure
That's a good bitch
Before it's all over, I'ma leave this bitch
Probably treat this bitch, smoke better
'Cause if you ain't know, gangstas and hoes go together
Poppin' my collar, partna
Who in the spot?
Baby, Rule in the spot
In the mug and the watch, love me
Half the hoes hate me, half them love me
The ones that hate me only hate me 'cause they ain't fucked me
And they say I'm lucky
Do you think I've got time to fuck all these hoes?
And do all these shows?
Or flight in the lama, Dodge and White Rolls
Uh-oh, another episode
[Hook: Case & Ja Rule]
What, do I do?
To all my niggas that be livin' it up, we say...
What, I do
To all my bitches that be givin' it up, uhh
What, you do To all my niggas that be livin' it up, we say...
What, do I do?
To all my bitches that be givin' it up, uhh
My love for you
C'mon
[Verse 2: Ja Rule]
Bitches, just wanna hold the name exactly
That's why they suck dick with more passion than apples
And I ain't mad at'cha
Never leave you alone
'Cause we fucks when I'm home
Phone sex when I'm gone
We both grown, both got minds of our own
Bust our freaks off like old dog and Love Jones
Been, in many zones, baby
One hoe, two hoes
Fuck prizzy bitches, the hoes that do bono
But you know, the Rule be livin' it up
And got all these hoes, givin' it up
I like a little Rule baby, how cute are you?
With a body that rides all sexual
I got a stick, I'll ride right next to you
Do a doughnut, and cut, and I'll open it up
On the freeway, dick in her mouth, foot on the clutch
Rule bitch, not givin' a fuck
[Hook]
[Ja Rule]
C'mon, we get high
C'mon, we get ride
C'mon, we get live
Live yo' life
[Verse 3: Ja Rule]
Love you so sexy, I just want you next to me
Your whole vibe, like you high on Extasy
'Caue ain't nuthin' but an 'E' thang baby
I know that pussy wet like crazy
I wanna feel your passion, come when you ask me
Laugh when you cry, cry when you laughin'
But ain't nothin' happenin'
The bitch got a little too high
Picked up my ride and started crackin'
The radio blastin' +Between Me And You+
But you ain't on the low with that freak shit you do
I thought you knew (What I do)
Know I know (What you do)
'Cause it's been a good night, your head ain't right
Like Teddy P, let's +Turn Off The Light+'
And grind it out, takin' no times out
'Til the sun come out
Bitch, when you find out
[Hook 2x]
[Ja Rule]
C'mon, we get high
C'mon, we get ride
C'mon, we get live
C'mon, it's my time
[Ja Rule talking until end]
7.Dance For Me
(修改)
[Ahkim]
Yo, even if you don't dance, rock to this
Let your pants sag, stand up and block to this
Come on mami, relieve stress, you don't need rest
So while the niggers lay cash, you chicks shake ass
Chorus
[MJB]
If you're floatin' real high
And you feelin' the vibe
Won't you get on the floor and just dance for me
If you're feeling the groove
It ain't knocking for you
So just get on the floor and just dance for me
And I know you been stressed
That's how we got you messed up
Get on the floor and just dance for me
Just be here and you'll jump
So stay here 'till it close
And stay up on the floor and just dance for me
Hey, I know it's been rough
But I'm tryin' to make it easy
For everybody to dance for me
So come one, come all, come everybody
Me and you, all of us 'bout to really party
And you know that we're gonna put it down
After two more drinks, we'll be feelin' the sound
Chorus
Get off the wall cuz I know that you can feel me
Stop the fronting and dance for me
So come one, come all, come everyone
And me and you, all of us, by the way we party
And you know that we're gonna put it down
After four more drinks we'll be fallin' down
Chorus
Leave all your troubles and your cares behind
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, not tonight, no
Don't drink too much because we have all night
Don't you rush because it's all night long
Chorus
[Ahkim]
Yeah, yeah, yo
Party time, pull the Linx out, get the minks out
Or come ghetto, but just dance to the music
Feel the vibe, I'll throw up your hands and loose it
You say you ball 'till you fall
Well it's your chance to prove it
You on hand 'till the sun up
And the pounds of smoke, bottles is empty
And I got them models in the Bentley
And six simply when I bounce in the club
Around thugs that smoke ounces of blunt
Cop cases of Cris', pop 'till they can't taste the shit
But hell, what's the major event
Real niggas, real broads, ill cars, hot rims
Sedan Coupes, SUV's, to the drop Benz
From the outside in, the party rock
We just started and we ain't tryin' to hardly stop
From the Bellvedere to the Bacardi shots
Just dance ma, cuz you know the bar hot
Chorus
Chorus
8.What Would You Do
(修改)
Boys and girls wanna hear a true story?
Saturday night was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowin' the cup, about
5 or 6 strippers tryin to work for a buck
and I-took one girl outside wit me, her name
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was Loni, she went to Junior High wit me,
I said, Why you up in there dancin for cash?,
I guess a whole lots changed since I seen you last
She said..
[Chorus:]
What would you do?, if your son was at home
crying all alone on the bedroom floor, cuz he's hungry
and thee only way to feed him is ta sleep wit a man
for a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
somewhere smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down,
I aint gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
but for me this is what I call life
[2nd verse:]
Girl you aint thee only one wit a baby,
that's no excuse to be livin all crazy
then she looked me right square in the eye
and said everyday I wake up hopin' to die,
she said- nigga I know about pain cuz,
me and my sista ran away, so my daddy
couldn't rape us, before I was a teenager
I done been through more shit, you can't even
relate ta!
[Chorus]
Ooooo
Then she said, What would you do? if....
Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse
What would you do? if....
Cuz I wouldn't want my baby, to go through what I went through
What would you do? if....
Get up on my feet, stop makin tired excuses
What would you do? if...
Girl I know if my mother can do it, baby you can do it
Oooo, oooo, oooo-(yea, yea, yea, yea)
[Chorus]
What would you do? if yo son was at home,
crying all alone on the bedroom floor, cuz he's hungry
and the only way to feed him is to sleep wit a man
for a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
somewhere smokin rock now, in and out of lock down,
I aint gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
but for me this is what I call life (Come on)
[Chorus]
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9.Unleash The Dragon
(修改)
Oooh, The Dragon
What I'm about to do
I'm sure nobody expected
But that's what I do
Y'all know me
Know me now?
I'm about to unleash the dragon
Uh uh come on
Here I come
Niggas hold me back
Tired of holdin back
I'm about to let the dragon attack
(Who)
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Who
You
Oh
So get out my way
It's a new milennium
It's a brand new day
So bugged out niggas
Thugged out niggas
I don't really care yo
All my niggas
I'm about to let the dragon out
Na nanana nananana
[CHORUS (2x)]
Y'all niggas gonna make me
Unleash the dragon
I know you don't really wanna
Unleash the dragon
Niggas if ya hear me say
Yeah
Shorties if ya hear me say
So what's the dragon
What's the dragon
It's when you're tired of
Holdin your style in
Niggas got me pissed like Lil' Kim
So I'm about to switch the industry again
So stand up shorty
Hands up shorty
I'm about to shake the whole land up shorties
We about to let the dragon out
Na nanana nananana
[CHORUS (2x)]
Yeah-yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Ya yeah yeah yeah
[Beanie Sigel]:
I know y'all cats don't want mac to unleash the dragon
Catch me in all black underneath your wagon
Plasteek in a detonator
I can see you
And I see you on a respirator
Y'all cats all know how this one go
The mac rap gorilla with official flow
Any beef with my peeps then the pistols blow
I'ma lay back for now and let Sisqo flow
Yeah
[CHORUS (4x)]
The dragon
2G
Sisqo nigga what
Uh huh
Yo
I ain't thugged out
All I'm doin
Is lettin y'all niggas know
That I'm about to unleash the dragon
In the year 2G
(Unleash the dragon)
If ya wit me
(Unleash the dragon)
Let me see your hands up
(Yeah)
Yo nigga what
(Yeah)
I'm about to let it go
(Unleash the dragon)
I'm about to letcha know
(Unleash the dragon)
Sisqo
2G
(Yeah)
Over me
And you'll see
(Yeah)
What
10.Case Of The Ex
(修改)
Yeah Mya
Red Zone wha what
It's after midnight
And she's on your phone
Saying come over
Cause she's all alone
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I could tell it was your ex
By your tone
Why is she calling now
After so long
[Chorus]
Now what is that she wants
Tell me what is that she needs
Did she hear about the brand new Benz
That you just bought for me
Cause y'all didn't have no kids
Didn't shared no mutual friends
And you told me that she turned trick
When y'all broke up in 96
[Hook]
What'cha gonna do
When you can't say no
When her feelings start to show
Boy I really need to know
And how you gonna act
How you gonna handle that
What'cha gonna do when she wants you back
[Hook]
There's no need to
Reminisce about the past
Obviously cause that shyt did not last
I know how a woman will try to game you
So don't get caught up
Because baby you'll lose
[Chorus]
[Hook 4xs]
Tell me why she on the phone
In the middle of the night
Tell me why she in your life
Trying to get what's mine
She don't know me
She's about to know me
I'm in your life
That's how its gonna be
I've seen the broke ho
She ain't even all that
So if you want her back
You can take her back
Cause game recognize game
I could do the same thing
Get it right, change
Or take back this ring
[Hook 4xs]
Yo, playboy right now, uh
Uh, Mya, think girl, think girl
What What What What Uh
Red Zone
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11.Who's That Girl
(修改)
Uh, uh
Yo, yo, yo
They wanna know
Who's that girl?
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Eve's that girl
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Who's that girl?
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Eve's that girl
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Can I turn you on by my word's spell?
Look into my eyes think I want you, can't tell
Me I keep it sexy, daddy so I can't fail
Keep it gangsta for the cowards so I give 'em hell
Call me misfit, lips spit a gang of trash
Wrist glist now cause I make a gang of cash
Light glance, still street with the do-rag
Slang, spit game, change speech, how they do that?
Watch they mouths drop, watch the crowds pop up and act out
Broads with the screw face, smash on and knock out
Ain't changed game game around me, I run the game
If I gotta keep it gritty so be it, I'm supposed to change
Like simple, dizzy broads ain't messin' with my mental
Natural born hustlin' bitch check what I've been through
Got mine took it from you, and now you slot mine
Exec to my own shit, dawg I ownin' dot coms'
Who's that girl?
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Eve's that girl
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Who's that girl?
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Eve's that girl
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Yo, yo I can understand why you're scared of Eve
Thought I did it one way, ain't prepared for me
Huh, mad cause an image I don't care to be
Realness, real shit, spit reality
Attitude rude, that's the Philly in I
Need me in the game, I'm the thrill in your life
Breath of fresh air
Little boys hang me on their wall, I grow 'em chest hair
Why you listenin to other shit?
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You go the best here
Come on try your luck shorty, I got the rest scared
Bet you anything you aint ready and you get left there
Ain't known for frontin' vouch for my behavior,
Same way they get down I get down for this paper
Sixteen lean from my pence so you can test her
Still need to know who I am then cop the record
Take it like a class on me and learn the lesson
Bottom line my world, my way any questions
Who's that girl?
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Eve's that girl
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Who's that girl?
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Eve's that girl
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Uh, yo power moves is made everyday by this thorough bitch
I'mma get this bank anyway that I do this shit
I was born to shine while most of y'all was borderline bullshit
Know exactly what I want from me, you cats is clueless,
Dispose the flow through my hands like water
Heat starts growing from my son or my daughter
Eve want her own cash, fuck what you bought her
He spend, you owe, that's what mommy taught her
All ball is played, won't starve today
Song after song I write so I get paid
Thought I wasn't followin' up with the second round
Now bitch swallow it up while I shut it down
Make em love me over again and over your name
Betcha they get over your style and over your fame
Why you lookin sad at me, I ain't the blame
Back to plan B baby I can feel your pain
Who's that girl?
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Eve's that girl
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Who's that girl?
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Eve's that girl
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
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12.Ride Wit Me
(修改)
Where they at [8X]
[Chorus]
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
We three-wheelin in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
[Verse 1]
In the club on the late night, feelin right
Lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice
Lookin for a little shorty hot and horny so that I can take home
(I can take home)
She can be 18 (1 wit an attitude
or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude
Boo, as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on
(Know that it's on)
I peep something comin towards me up the dance floor
Sexy and real slow (hey)
Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video
So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
Yellin I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you boo from way over there
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Face and body front and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers or boozers she's bringin nuttin back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
when the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, 4.6 Range
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch lanes
It feel strange now
Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Runnin credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.
Tellin me about a party up in NYC
Can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White
[Chorus 2X]
[Verse 3]
Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you don't know
And I got somethin to tell ya
You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow
Most said that I was a failure
But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, 'I can't help ya'
'But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?'
Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!
[City Spud]
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be?o stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealers, sippin Crissy, bubb' mackin
Honey in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and your friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to this
And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this
And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'
Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggaz starin or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss
[Chorus 2X]
Hey, must be the money! [4X]
[Chorus]
13.Ugly
(修改)
[Timbaland：]
Uhh uh-oh, uh-oh
Tch, tchka, tchka, tchka, tchka
Uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh
Tchka, tchka uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh
Say what, say what?
Freaky freaky uh
Tchka, tchka, tchka, tchka
Bubba
[Bubba Sparxxx:]
Shit I ain't choose to rhyme
Rhymin' chose me
So I hit the track runnin'
Like a nosebleed
Life ain't great now
But it's much improved
Yo' album droppin' this summer?
That sucks for you
''Cause this is Bubba's moment
I put my mother on it
I said my momma
It seems as if
I love her don't it?
So buckle up, 'cause
It's gon' get bumpy
I call my girlfriends Betty's
And my sh*ts grumpies
That Bubba talk
Gotcha open wide
I giggle outside the booth
But ain't no joke inside
This is complicated
At least to y'all it is
Just let me sell fifty million
Then I'll call it quits
But until that day
Y'all in deep doo doo
I never once saw
You crank it 'cause
I just leap through you
What you need to do
Is just admit you love me
The South has
Always been Dirty
But now it's gettin' ugly
[CHORUS:]
Ugly-in here
Huh, in here
Huh, in here
It's gon' get ugly in here
Huh, in here
Huh, in here
It's gon' get
Ugly, ugly, ugly
In here
Huh, in here
It's gon' get ugly in here
Huh, in here
Huh, in here
Uh-oh
Though I am country
Don't get the wrong idea
My ego's gettin' bigger
With every song I hear
'Cause y'all been bullsh*ttin'
Spittin' that booty chatter
Out here for two days and
Came with somethin'
That truly matters
On goes the saga
Of Bubba's plight
She won't see tomorrah
If I don't cut tonight
That's just my mood now
I hate it came to this
How else can I say it
I don't speak
No other languages
I'm fairly ripped now
So this the jimmy talkin'
You hear that beat don'tcha?
That's just Timmy talkin'
Go 'head throw dem bows
F*** it, break a bottle
Let's be honest none of us
Will ever date a model
So let's just cut it loose
Ignore the repercussions
If you scared, then just
Forget what we discussin'
This that new South
Take a picture of me
'Cause I'm a f***in' legend
And this is gettin' ugly
[Repeat chorus]
Now this thang is jumpin'
Ain't it somethin'?
What makes it special
This whole moment
Came from nothin'
Now you see it triples
I bet she slurp tonight
Lames hide your wallets
Hatin' broads
Clutch your purses tight
If you ain't tryin' to live
You with the wrong crowd
And if you feelin' brave then
Better sport that thong proud
And if you finally breathin'
Then sing this song loud
I'm glad I got you wet
I know you had a long drought
Don't worry about the law
They can't arrest us all
I had to crank couldn'ta done
Nothin' less for y'all
Forget your inhibitions
I wanna see you whylin'
And if Bubba dies tonight
Know he was smilin'
[Repeat chorus]
[Timbaland:]
Ha ha, it's gon' get
(Ugly-in here)
Thck, thck
(Huh, in here
Huh, in here)
It's gon' get
(Ugly-in here)
(Huh, in here
Huh, in here)
It's gon' get (ugly)
Say what?
(Ugly, ugly)
Say what?
(Ugly) In here
Huh, in here
(It's gon' get ugly in here)
(Huh, in here
Huh, in here
Uh-oh)
Thcka, thcka, thcka, thcka
Thcka, check switch uh
Switch it one time
Now switch it back baby
Switch it one time
Now switch it back baby
'Holla ain't no stoppin' me
Copywritten so'
(So what?)
'Don't copy me'
I want you to
'Holla ain't no stoppin' me
Copywritten so, don't copy me'
C'mon Bubba, let's go
14.Between Me and You
(修改)
Murder Inc. shit
Uh... uh, uh, uh
[Chorus：Christina Milian]
Now every little thing that we do (that we do)
Should be between me and you (me and you)
The freaky things that we do (that we do)
Let's keep between me and you (me and you)
Cause every little thing that we do (that we do)
Should be between me and you (me and you)
The freaky things that we do (that we do)
Let's keep between me and you, ba-byyy
[Ja Rule]
Yo...
Now when I first met her all I thought was 'Thong thong-thong'
like, 'Lose the lame, we can get our freakin on'
Baby know the game, slip away, and slide me yo' number
It's the last day of spring, see you first day this summer
I'm a bad motha; shut yo' mouth! Pull the drop out and
creep at a low speed, cause homey probably know me
I push the pedal, thoughts of your stilleto
way up in the air like I think he's here
Cause see, every time that I'm alone with you (with you)
Homey be checkin up on you (on you)
But if that nigga only knew (only knew)
You've got a lot of freak in you, ba-byyy
Well now it's startin to rain, I pop the roof and the champagne
How Jay said? 'Money Ain't a Thing'
It's been close a few, at times even impossible
But, it's been between me and you, ba-byyy
[Chorus]
[Ja Rule]
Girl it's on again, every year - we hummer 'em in
Beaches, houses, hoes, foes, friends
And when the, day ends - that's when it all begins
You wit him? Here's my room key; holla at me
While you thinka-think I'ma hit it up
then look at the nigga you thinkin you love? C'mon love
We could go there, me and you, creep off all night
If you love it, in the mornin, awake with new light
If you lookin like I ain't gonna handle his
Let me handle my bizzz, it is what it is
Nigga livin his liiiife, and that's my bitch
You know I gotta wiiiife, let's keep this thing tight, ba-byyy
[Chorus]
[Ja Rule]
Don't let the word get out (shhh), ba-byyy
This is - strictly between me and you, ba-byyy
If they - knew we were doin what we were doin it'd probably ruin
our creep away summer in Cancun'n-and I, love
the way we get away, throw away a whole day
Turn off the pagers and phones, we in the zone like
'Fuck liife, we live liife
This is our liife, live your liife'
[Christina Milian]
Cause see, every time that I'm alone with you (with you)
Shorty be checkin up on you (on you)
But if baby girl only knew (only knew)
You've got a lot of freak in you, ba-byyy
[Ja Rule]
Did I ever tell you, my man love what you do
That little thing with yo' tongue; you the best, who knew?
It's been close a few, at times even impossible
But, it's been between me and you, ba-byyy
[Chorus]
(That we do)
(Me and you)
(That we do)
(Me and you)
(That we do)
(Me and you)
(That we do)
(Me and you)
15.AM To PM
(修改)
Somebody hit the lights, so we can rock it day and night,
People getting' down, that's right, from AM to PM.
Everybody lookin' like stars, all the chicks and the fellas in the bars,
All of y'all bumpin' this in your cars, from AM to PM
Bloodshy.. Milian
[Verse 1]
Everybody wanna get down when you hear the sound and you bump the beat.
Three sixty-five days a year, twenty-four a day, seven days a week.
Now when you're driving in your four by four and you turn this up on your stereo,
Whether night or day, non-stop you'll play, and you know you still want more.
[B-Section of Verse]
So find a honey that's standing on the wall, all the girls get the guys on the floor.
From the front to the back let's go, hear this. Woo!
[Chorus]
Ooooooh, yeah
[Verse 2]
Everybody in the club c'mon keep bobbin' your head now to this song.
You got the beats and breaks and your body shake, and we're doin' it all night long.
Any time or place, any place or time, no we don't need no sleep.
Three sixty-five days a year, twenty-four a day, seven days a week.
[B-Section of Verse]
[Chorus (repeated twice)]
[Bridge]
From the front to the back c'mon and bob your head, yeah.
Three sixty-five days a year, twenty-four a day, yeah.
No we don't need no sleep, all night we rock that beat.
So you know what to do, just make it move and make it move, yeah.
[B-Section of Verse]
[Chorus (repeated twice)]
16.Caramel
(修改)
You can say I'm plain Jane, but it's not the same
I ain't in to big names, but I like nice things
I watch boxing matches and uh football games
I wouldn't mind being an actress, but I love to sing
I like going out, talking walks and stuff
I don't round that many girls cause they talk too much
I enjoy quiet nights at home cause I'm next to ya
Though I'm ain't a virgin that don't mean I'm having sex with ya
Everywhere I go I'm spotted
And everything I want I got it
5'5 with brown eyes
Smile like the sunrise
Everywhere I go I'm spotted
And everything I want I got it
5'5 with brown eyes
Smile like the sunrise
Baby look me in the eyes
And tell me ya
I'm the kinda girl you like
I'm feeling you
Cause sweetie you're my kinda guy
Thinking about you and I
I wanna run with this
All night long
And if you want me we can keep this going
Let me tell you I'm the type that's strong
And I don't trust a lot of men I'm independent I'm ain't like some other woman
Everywhere I go I'm spotted
And everything I want I got it
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5'5 with brown eyes
Smile like the sunrise
Everywhere I go I'm spotted
And everything I want I got it
5'5 with brown eyes
Smile like the sunrise
Ven aqui, Ven aqui Mama
Baby girl don't you know you're a star
We could take a little trip to mi casa
Spend the night popping cris in the hot tub
See I ain't never seen no girl like you
Every sexy little thing you do
5'5' brown eyes with your thick thighs
Every time I see your smile its got me hypnotized
Mira (So can I get your number?)
Mi amor me ama bien
Te encantara si quisieras lo tendras
(I don't know what you said, but I like it)
Dondequiera, soy notada
Lo que que me hayo me consigo
Y morena, ojos negros
Y sonrisa soleada
Everywhere I go I'm spotted
And everything I want I got it
5'5 with brown eyes
Smile like the sunrise [4x]
5'5 with brown eyes
sun like the sunrise
[2x]
17.Southern Hoapitality
(修改)
[Ludacris]
Uhh..
Cadillac grills, Cadillac mill's
Check out the oil my Cadillac spills
Matter of fact, candy paint Cadillacs kill
So check out the hoes my Cadillac fills
Twenty inch - wide, twenty inches high
Hoe don't you like my twenty inch - ride
Twenty inch thighs make twenty inch - eyes
Hoping for American twenty inch - pies
Pretty ass - clothes, pretty ass - toes
Oh how I love these pretty ass - hoes
Pretty ass high class anything - goes
Catch 'em in the club throwin pretty ass 'bows
Long-john drawers, long-john stalls
Any stank puss' make my long john - pause
Women on they cell makin long john calls
And if they like to juggle, get long john's - balls
[Chorus]
All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin-ass niggaz wit the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love them hoes
When you get on the flo' - nigga throw dem 'bows
All my women in the house if you chasin cash
And you got some big titties wit a matchin ass
Witcha fly-ass boots or ya open toes
When ya get on the flo' - nigga throw dem 'bows
[Ludacris]
Dirty South mind blowin Dirty South bread
Catfish fried up, Dirty South fed
Sleep in a cot'-pickin Dirty South bed
Dirty South guls gimme Dirty South head
Hand me down flip-flops, hand me down socks
Hand me down drug dealers hand me down rocks
Hand me down a 50 pack Swisher Sweets box
And goodfella rich niggaz hand me down stocks
Mouth full of platinum, mouth full of gold
Forty glock cal' keep your mouth on hold
Lie through your teeth you could find your mouth - cold
and rip out ya tongue cause of what ya mouth - told
Sweat for the lemonade, sweat for the tea
Sweat from the hot sauce, sweat from the D
And you can sweat from a burn in the third degree
And if you sweat in your sleep then you sweat from me
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
Hit by - stars, hit by - cars
Drunk off the liquor gettin hit by - bars
Keep yo' gul close cause she's hit by - far
Hit by the Neptunes, hit by guitars
Afro - picks, afro - chicks
I let my 'Soul Glow' from my afro - dick
Rabbit out the hat pullin afro - tricks
Afro-American afro - thick
Overall country, overall jeans
Overall Georgia, we overall clean
'Southern Hospitality' or overall mean
Overall triple, overall beams
Thugged out niggaz wear thugged out - chains
Thugged out blocks playin thugged out - games
All black tinted up thugged out - Range
DTP stay doing thugged out - thangs
[Chorus 2X]
.. (nigga throw dem 'bows)
.. (nigga throw dem 'bows)
.. (nigga throw dem 'bows)
.. (nigga throw dem 'bows)
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