BABYFACE lyrics - A Christmas With Babyface

Sleigh Ride

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Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, 'Yoo-hoo!' Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, let's go Let's look at the show We're riding in a wonderland of snow Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, it's grand Just holding your hand We're gliding along with a song of a wintery fairyland Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy-cozy are we We're snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be Let's take that road before us and sing a chorus or two Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you There's a birthday party at the home of Farmer Gray It'll be the perfect ending of a perfect day We'll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop Pop, pop, pop There's a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy When they pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie It'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our... Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, 'Yoo-hoo!' Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, let's go Let's look at the show We're riding in a wonderland of snow Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, it's grand Just holding your hand We're gliding along with a song of a wintery fairyland Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy-cozy are we We're snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be Let's take that road before us and sing a chorus or two Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you

San Francisco

BRIAN WILSON "Orange Crate Art"
Van Dyke Parks Time to giddy-up doo wah diddy-up San Francisco San Francisco Her lover's arms were open wide Where the gates of golden Waits with charms unfoldin' Hold that cable car up there with pride I gotta ride (ride ride) Giddy up down to San Francisco San Francisco Where love is true as time and tide She was seventeen though When I left from Reno Like some Valentino With my bride there by my side I can't go from Cisco down to Frisco How I'm missin' those days of yore (El Dorado) Miss those frisky women raw rye whiskey with each kissin' we would explore El Dorado For this desperado Was gold in the dust Like many a man in God do I trust Gave up on El Dorado So lost in my lust Where love is not for sale Out on the end of the Trail Time to giddy up doo wah diddy up San Francisco San Francisco Hope just like a candlestick in flame Sportin' life did change her Shore life rearranger Brought her misfortune and shame Roll on down the California flyway the highway I have known I have known Old mystery sunsets down on water The soul of man unfold Time to giddy up doo wah diddy up San Francisco San Francisco Hope there you'll find love is not for sale Out at the end of The trail Gonna ride Ride ride ride gonna ride Gonna Ride

Sleigh Ride

KARMIN
Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap (yeah) Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap Just hear those sleigh bells jingling ring ting tingling too Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling "yoo-hoo" Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you, you-hoo-hoo Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy cozy are we (Twi-a-ling-a-ling-a-ding-dong-ding) We're snuggled up together like birds of a feather would be (Twi-a-ling-a-ling-a-ding-dong-ding) Let's take the road before us and sing a chorus or two (Twi-a-ling-a-ling-a-ding-dong-ding) Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you, you-hoo-hoo Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap Let's go, let's look at the show We're riding in a wonderland of snow Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap It's grand, just holding your hand We're riding along to the song of a wintry fairyland Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring ting tingling too Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling "yoo-hoo" Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you, you-hoo-hoo (Twi-a-ling-a-ling-a-ding-dong-ding) (Twi-a-ling-a-ling-a-ding-dong-ding) (Twi-a-ling-a-ling-a-ding-dong-ding) (Twi-a-ling-a-ling-a-ding-dong-ding) Roo-roo-rooftop we pause, just like the Clause Noses so red, Poinsettias in a vase My Pillsbury dough boy, gingerbread tough Now kiss me did you miss me mistletoe for some luck The winter ice so cold, yeah it's clogging my snuff I need the fireplace hot get the logs in the ov' Until I get my eggnog a-fog foggin' me up Catch me candy cane crunchin' - come on! Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy cozy are we (Twi-a-ling-a-ling-a-ding-dong-ding) We're snuggled up together like birds of a feather would be (Twi-a-ling-a-ling-a-ding-dong-ding) Let's take the road before us and sing a chorus or two (Twi-a-ling-a-ling-a-ding-dong-ding) Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you, you-hoo-hoo Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap Giddy yap, giddy yap, giddy yap

Kay Thompson's Jingle Bells

MICHAEL W. SMITH "Christmastime"
Musical Adaptation By: Michael W. Smith Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh On Dasher, on Dancer, on Prancer, on Vixen On Comet, Cupid, Donner, on Blitzen Put on your bells your Christmas bells Come on, we're going for a sleigh ride Christmas time is here again Come on, we're going for a sleigh ride To spread good cheer again From the top of the chimney to the top of the wall Dash away, dash away, dash away all Old Saint Nicholas, he tool a flight The moon was shining bright Bring out the bells Ol' Saint Nick ws riding through the sky You should have seen those reindeer fly Bring out the bells, it's a holiday season Bring out the bells, it's a happy time Bring out the bells, we've got a good reason To ring the bells and hear those pretty bells chime

Certified Gangstas (YouTube Remix)

JIM JONES
[Eazy-E:] Woke up quick at about noon Just thought that I had to be in Compton soon I gotta get drunk before the day begin Before my mother starts bitchin bout my friends About to go and damn near went blind Young niggaz at the pad throwin up gang signs Ran in the house and grabbed my clip With the Mac-10 on the side of my hip Bailed outside and pointed my weapon Just as I thought, the fools kept steppin Jumped in the fo' hit the juice on my ride I got front back and side to side Then I let the Alpine play Bumpin new shit by NWA It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this: Cruisin down the street in my six-fo' Jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes Went to the park to get the scoop Knuckleheads out there cold shootin some hoops A car pulls up, who can it be? A fresh El Camino rolled, Kilo G He rolls down his window and he started to say It's all about makin that GTA Cuz the boyz n tha hood are always hard You come talkin that trash we'll pull your card Knowin nothin in life but to be legit Don't quote me boy, cuz I ain't sayin shit [Verse 1: The Game.] Jim Jones swirvin, I got that purple I'm blowed Tight grip on the Escalade pole Yeah, Harlem's jus' like Compton, that's jus' how I roll Red bandana wrapped around the chrome .44 Gun smokin' like Suge cigar Show me how you stunt you thrown outta movin' car If that thing come out, its murder she wrote If Doc come out, its 30 Impalas on the boat Nigga, we do this everyday Llamas under the thermul, waitin' by ya stairs like Mary J Beat niggaz ride dirty like Jazze Pha, Cassius Clay Knock a nigga out on the ave today Bring the mack ya way me and Santana Blowin' in the crowd like Donnie Hathaway Westside blood-gang, niggaz know what I'm about And they know I'm ruff ridin' so they knockself out [Chorus: Bezel] Now I ride with my vest, .45 and my tech Big 4 in the '64, like I'm in the West Not petrified to put 5 in ya chest Cause, we Certified Gangstas Stash the mill' in the house And I kill in the drowt That's the chill, when I pump, get it crunk in the South Icegrill, like a nice meal in my mouth Cause, we Certified Gangstas [Verse 2: Jim Jones] You know I keep my eyes wide Eastside high-risers Westside low-riders Vest with the four-fiver Yes I fo' sho fire D-I-P low-rider See police, slow the ride up You see squally nigga Cause we switchin four lanes(speedin'!) To see my niggaz(gangsta!) that bang up In the middle of the 'jects(Foster!), while the pitchin' raw caine(gettin it!) G'd up posted tough on the turf(uh huh) Long johns and some jeans, fuck a button up shirt(we keep it gully!) Compton, see the blockers they bangin'(G's up!) My ghetto passes good, be on blocks while they slangin'(in the dope house!) Houston, the purple potion I sip(Texas) While I'm screwin' up my music in a roaster with Flip(Clover Geeees!) NY, you know the City is ours(Capo!) You know I'm Peter Gotti, we the niggaz with power(DIP-SET!) As we ride we screamed out "EASTSIDE"(G's up!) All the time as I replied(come on!) [Chorus: Bezel] Now I ride with my vest, .45 and my tech Big 4 in the '64, like I'm in the West Not petrified to put 5 in ya chest Cause, we Certified Gangstas Stash the mill' in the house And I kil in the drowt That's the chill, when I pump, get it crunk in the South Icegrill, like a nice meal in my mouth Cause, we Certified Gangstas [Verse 3: Cam'ron] We put the lazers on glocks(glock) Razor or ox(ox) As I lay in the drop(drop) Pump the base on the poc(kets) Move the H on our block, in front of H&R block See the face on our watch, put ya face on our cock(head) I keep the Luger hugged Show you how to use a snub Whoopty-whoo, fuck around be you I plug(you) I don't do the drugs(nah), baby I move the drugs(yes) Right on the computer love, it sound like computer love(computer love) Duck the cop-capers(capers) and the top haters(haters) Foch flavors, Harlem World we got gators(what's that!?) Not dead, I said they alive(live) Lions(lions), tigers(what), bears, oh my(oh my) Its a straight zoo A to Z, May to April Bring the apes through Fuck around you be ape food, baked food(food) 9 bitches, 8 dudes Diamond visions, great cubes Get it straight fool [Chorus: Bezel] Now I ride with my vest, .45 and my tech Big 4 in the .64, like I'm in the West Not petrified to put 5 in ya chest Cause, we Certified Gangstas Stash the mill' in the house And I kill in the drowt That's the chill, when I pump, get it crunk in South Icegrill, like a nice meal in my mouth Cause, we Certified Gangstas [Outro: Jim Jones] We ride in that Eastside We roll up while we ride We ride in that Eastside Please roll up that weed high...

Strippers Anthem

WYCLEF JEAN
This ones going out to the strip joints Yo meet me at Susies Rendezvous (For every go-go bar) Imma send this one out to the gentlemans club Magic City, New York Dawes, Rolex I be seeing you all up in there late at night (Mons Venus) I understand when your girls stressing you out You know what I'm sayin (Crazy girls) Don't let the ladies fool you all now fellas They be doing the same thing you doing Turn up my symphony man, turn up my symphony, Drop a beat I'm in paradise Look at all these crystals (whats up with scores) Uh huh! Yo straight up this is the new anthem for everybody workin hard Tryin to make that money check it out yall (giddy up giddy up giddy up giddy up giddy up) Chorus Just cus she dances go-go, It don't make her a ho no! Maxine which direction's your home, were going to the disco Were gonna elope, to Me-hico Called up my momma said I'm in love with a stripper yo Ten grand, Let me see you shake it like You got no bones in your body And you was made to be a celebrity Twenty grand, Know its a sin but your funny Show me a little more skin It would fulfill my fantasy Thirty grand, Took the highest bid did what Chris Rock said Theres no sex in the champagne room Fourty grand, Looked into her eyes I saw tears falling down Type of tears that money couldn't buy Chorus x2 Excuse me what is your name? Uh my name is Hope yo I was blessed with the body of the Goddesses Have you any idea how hard this is? I can flex in twenty-five positions But I only work here to pay my tuition Yo tantalizing teaser, tabletop pleaser Give me what I need uh, Mastercard or VISA Lapdance, Fantasy Picture us in an all white canopy Wyclef extended his hand to me How you feel with these? How they feel in me? Take me away from here, so far Where they ride horses, no cars No more stripping, In bars Me and you Clef, against the odds Chorus x2 You alot of you all are sitting with your girl Frontin like the Budweiser commercial talkin bout ahhhh ahhhhhhh I don't be goin to the strip joints You lyin man you be surprised who you see up in there man I got one question for you liars man SHOT CALLER! What are you a preacher? You callin her a HOOKER He without sin cast the first stone I MET HER ON THE SUBWAY She gave me that VIP card, AND TOLD ME IF I EVER HAVE PROBLEMS Don't hesitate, to come by (yeah yeah yeah) Chorus x2 CALL UP MY MAMA SAID I'M IN LOVE WITH A STRIPPER YO Yo baby can I get anothe lap dance, I tell you I got nothin but funny money man New York dollars man!

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