FloRida feat. T-Pain - Low lyrics [Intro - T-Pain]
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to em
Let me talk to em
Mmmmmmm
Let me talk to em
C'mon!
Chorus:
[T-Pain]
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the flo (she hit the flo)
Next thing u kno
Shawty got low low low low low low low low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the reeboxs with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (heeey)
She hit the flo (she hit the flo)
Next thing u kno
Shawty got low low low low low low low low
Verse 1
[Flo-Rida]
I aint never seen something that’ll make me go
This crazy all night spending mah doe
Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go
Them birthday cakes they stole the show
So sexual
She was flexible professional
Drinking nexenol
Hold up do I see what I think I whoa
Did her thing seen shawty get low?
Aint the same when it’s up that close
Make it rain I’m making it snow
Work the pole I gotta bang bro
Ima say that I prefer the no clothes
I’m in to that I love women exposed
She threw it back at me I gave her mo
Cash aint a problem I kno where it go
Chorus.
Verse 2
[Flo-Rida]
Hey shawty what I gotta do to get u home?
My jeans filled with guap and they ready for showing
Cadillac’s layed back for the sexy grown
Patron on the rocks that’ll make u moan
1 stack (come on) 2 stacks (come on) 3 stacks (come on)
Now that’s 3 grand
What u think I’m playing baby girl I’m the man
I'm dealing rubberbands
That’s when I threw her legs on my shoulders
I knew it was over
That heny and cola got me like a soldier
She ready for rover, I couldn’t control her
So lucky on me I was just like clover
Shawty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold
Like a pornography poster
She showed her
Chorus.
Verse 3
[Flo-Rida]
Whoooooa shawty yea she was worth the money
Lil mama took my cash
And I aint want it back
The way she bent that back
Got all them paper stacks
Tattoo above her crack
I had to handle that
I was zoned in sexy woman
Let me show it make me want it
In the morning I’m zoned in
Them rosee bottles foaming
She wouldn’t stop
Made it drop
Shawty dipped that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
Gal fire just like my glock
Chorus.
Добавлено (09.03.2008, 14:39)
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Jennifer Lopez Lyrics
*** Hold It Don't Drop It ***
[[Chorus]]
You dont know what your doin
What you're doin to me
Try to stop it, cant stop it
Cuz you got what I need
You got me all open
And now you're tryin to leave
Hold it dont drop it, dont drop it
Stop it, cant stop it, wont stop it
Everytime I try to run
Somethin keeps stoppin me
I try my best to turn around
But your touch wont let me leave
I cant control it
You put somethin inside of me
Cuz you're a problem
Boy you must have poisoned me
[[Chorus]]
Boy I must be buggin
Let you play those games I dont understand
Ill be that yo-yo on a string
[Hold It Don't Drop It lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
Roll it down Ill come right back to your hand
I make excuses
But we keep on rockin anyway
But it aint workin
When I let you go you make me stay
[[Chorus]]
Wont let, me leave
Control, of me
You got, what I need
Hold it dont drop it, dont drop it
Stop it, cant stop it, wont stop it
Wont let you go
Cant let you leave
I need your love
Inside of me
You got control
Control of me
Hold it dont drop it, dont drop it
Stop it, cant stop it, wont stop it
[[Chorus]]
Добавлено (09.03.2008, 14:40)
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*** Kelly Rowland Lyrics ***
This aint gon’ be easy
Uh!
You got it
You got it
Put it in
Tables turnin’ to a situation
Now you standin’ in my face like you’ve been patiently waitin
I’m rollin over words forget the conversation
Thinkin’ maybe we can make a combination
Wanna see me lose my breath and wanna hear me moan
BETTER BE READY, WILLING, ABLE when we get alone
You was talkin’ confident upon the telephone
So you gotta put it in when we get it on
No turning back from this party put you through enough to complain
Aint no comin down from this side my love don’t go nowhere 'LESS I SAY
Look at what you got yourself into
Best take advantage be all that you can be
Best take advantage see all that you can see
Cause this could be your last opportunity WITH ME (PUT IT IN)
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it (put it in)
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it (work)
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it (GO HARD)
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it
Don’t come around if you gone let me down
You gotta get it all the way in
I wanna see you work
You lookin like you’re lookin for an explaination
Use the curves in my body for your motivation
Skip the petty games no need for complication
Use those things for sure I’ll reach my destination
Better leave a good impression before you hit the door
Cause you don’t want me talkin bout ya busniess on the low
You show it off I had to fit you in my schedule
So you better put it on when its time to go
No turning back from this party put you through enough to complain
Aint no comin down from this side my love don’t nowhere 'LESS I SAY
Look at what you got yourself into
Best take advantage be all that you can be
Best take advantage see all that you can see
cause this could be your last opportunity to WITH ME (PUT IT IN)
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it do it (put it in)
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it (work)
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it (GO HARD)
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it (work)
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it
Don’t come around if you gone let me down
You gotta get it all the way in
I wanna see you work
I aint acceptin no exuses baby
To brag about it would be useless baby
You better blow me away
Make a girl wanna stay
At your spot goin all around
It’s your chance to prove
Don’t forget your move
There’s nothing to lose
BUT ME (PUT IT IN)
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it babe (put it in)
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it babe(work)
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it
Don’t come around if you gone let me down
You gotta get it all the way in
I wanna see you work
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it
Check it baby, get it baby, check it baby get it
Do it baby d-do it, d-do it baby get it
Добавлено (09.03.2008, 14:40)
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50 CENT featuring AKON Lyrics - I’ll Still Kill (Still Will)
Ohhhh, don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood
Ain’t nuttin change still holla at my homies
Ohh and when I hit the block I still will kill
And I don’t want to, nigga but I will if I got to
Kill, if niggaz get to f@#kin around
If niggaz get to f@#kin around
50 Cent
Yeah … respect come from admiration and fear
You can admire me if you could catch one in your wig
You see the Testarosa, the toaster’s right on my lap
So if a nigga get out of line and nigga get clapped
I got a arsenal, an infantry I’m built for this mentally
That’s why I’m the general, I do what they pretend to do
Front on me now nigga I’ll be the end of you
Forget your enemies and think of what your friends’ll do
I drop a bag off, they’ll let a mag off
The Heckler and Koch’ll tear half of your ass off
I’m not for the games, I’m not for all the playing
The hollow tips rain, when I unleash the pain
Get the message from the lines or get the message from the 9
Paint a picture with words, you can see when I shine
Put my back on the wall nigga watch me go for mine
I let 21 shots off at the same time yeah
Chorus
Ohh, don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood
Ain’t nuttin change still holla at my homies
Ohh and when I hit the block I still will kill
And I don’t want to, nigga but I will if I got to
Kill, if niggaz get to f@#kin around
If niggaz get to f@#kin around
50 Cent
Yeah… where I’m from death is always in the air homie
Nana love me so you know she say my prayers for me
I come creepin through the hood wearin teflon
Hit the corners motherf@#kers get left on
Niggaz know, if not they better check my background
Try and stick me I’ll fill your back with mac rounds
Ask Prim’ nigga 50 don’t back down
I kick it funky like fiends in the crack house
Cross the line boy I’ma air ya ass out
Screw your face at me I wanna know what that’s ’bout
Nigga I know you ain’t mad I done came up
And if you are, f@#k you cause I ain’t change up
The O.G.’s wanna talk but I don’t know these niggaz
And I ain’t did no business wit ‘em, I don’t owe these niggaz
A minute of my time, I get it cause I grind
All across the globe like the world’s mine, yeah
Chorus
Ohhhh, don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood
Ain’t nuttin change still holla at my homies
Ohh and when I hit the block I still will kill
And I don’t want to, nigga but I will if I got to
Kill, if niggaz get to f@#kin around
If niggaz get to f@#kin around
Akon
Konvict
Now tell me have you ever looked off in the distance
And seen the mac aimin at your head mayne (head mayne)
Before you know it life is flashin reminiscin
And your body is drippin and full of lead mayn (lead mayne)
I done been there (uh-huh) I done copped that (uh-huh)
It ain’t never been a question I’m bout that (uh-huh)
Don’t go there (uh-huh) you get clapped at (uh-huh)
And if you plan to f@#k around and re-route that (uh-huh)
You’ll never catch me ridin around on these streets
Without a couple metal pieces under my feet
Fully automatic weapons unloaded will unleash
Stash up under the carpet like a can of sea breeze
50 don’t make me ride on these niggaz (ay)
Cause I will kill, dip and hide on these niggaz (ohhhh)
50 don’t make me ride on these niggaz (ay)
Cause I be long gone like the ripper, so
Chorus
Ohh, don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood
Ain’t nuttin change still holla at my homies
Ohh and when I hit the block I still will kill
And I don’t want to, nigga but I will if I got to
Kill, if niggaz get to f@#kin around
If niggaz get to f@#kin around
Nadeyus vy vse takie pesni sluwaete.a esli net to ...
Добавлено (09.03.2008, 14:41)
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R Kelly
***Lightning Does The Work lyrics ***
You know nothin's gettin' done when talk is all you hear
Like someone revvin' up a truck never put in gear
But you don't see a cowboy run his mouth and strut around
He just takes the bull by the horns and throws him to the ground
Takin' care of business not just puttin' on a show
When it gets down to it, everybody knows
It ain't the smoke, it's the fire that gets the burnin' done
If it wasn't for the bullet, nobody'd fear the gun
It ain't the bark, it ain't the growl, it's the bite that hurts
Thunder's just a noise, boys, lightnin' does the work
You can talk about the farm or you can plow the ground
Argue with a rusty nail or hammer it on down
You can stand there in the dark cussin' at the night
Or you can just reach out your hand and turn on the light
There ain't no limit in this life to how far you can get
But if you're goin' all the way you gotta break a sweat
It ain't the smoke, it's the fire that gets the burnin' done
If it wasn't for the bullet, nobody'd fear the gun
It ain't the bark, it ain't the growl, it's the bite that hurts
Thunder's just a noise, boys, lightnin' does the work
I've heard thunder talkin' up a storm
Rattlin' my windows and knockin' on my door
But I've seen lightnin' blow a cypress tree in half
The thunder's busy talkin', and lightnin's kickin'
It ain't the smoke, it's the fire that gets the burnin' done
If it wasn't for the bullet, nobody'd fear the gun
It ain't the bark, it ain't the growl, it's the bite that hurts
Thunder's just a noise, boys, lightnin' does the work
Thunder's just a noise, boys, lightnin' does the work
Ahh yeah
Gonna getcha
Getcha good
Добавлено (09.03.2008, 14:42)
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Britney Spears Piece Of Me Lyrics
*** Complimentary Piece Of Me Ringtone ***
Intro:
Ah oh yea [ x2 ]
I’m Miss American Dream since I was 17
Don’t matter if I step on the scene
Or sneak away to the Philippines
They still gon put pictures of my derriere in the magazine
You want a piece of me?
You want a piece of me…
I’m Miss bad media karma
Another day another drama
Guess I can’t see the harm
In working and being a mama
And with a kid on my arm
I’m still an exception but
I know you want a piece of me?
I’m Mrs. 'Lifestyles of the rich and famous'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'Extra! Extra! This just in'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'She’s too big now she’s too thin'
(You want a piece of me)
Ah oh yea [ x2 ]
I’m Mrs. ‘You want a piece of me?’
Tryin’ and pissin’ me off
Well get in line with the paparazzi
Who’s flippin’ me off
Hopin’ I’ll resort to some havoc
End up settlin’ in court
Now are you sure you want a piece of me?
You want a piece of me…
I’m Mrs. ‘Most likely to get on the TV for slippin' on the streets’
When getting the groceries, no, for real..
Are you kidding me?
No wonder there's panic in the industry
I mean, please, do you want a piece of me?
I’m Mrs. 'Lifestyles of the rich and famous'
(you want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'Extra! Extra! this just in'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'She’s too big now she’s too thin'
(You want a piece of me)
Ah oh yea [ x2 ]
I’m Miss American Dream since I was 17
Don’t matter if I step on the scene
Or sneak away to the Philippines
They still gon put pictures of my derriere in the magazine
You want a piece of me?
You want a piece piece of me…
Me [x5 ]
Oh yea
You want a piece of me?
Me
I’m Mrs. 'Lifestyles of the rich and famous'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'Extra! Extra! this just in'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'She’s too big now she’s too thin'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'Lifestyles of the rich and famous'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'Extra! Extra! this just in'
(You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. 'She’s too big now she’s too thin'
(You want a piece of me)
Peice of me
Me [x5]
Oh yea
You want a peice of me ?
Me
Oh yea [ x2 ]
