Beyonce lyrics

The In Da Club Remix

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No shorty, it's Beyonce We gon' party like, it's ya birthday We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday So put ya drink up in the air if you feel sexy! I'm the chick with the hot ish, Manolo Blahnik Jimmy Choo kicks, killin' it, who you with? Me and my girls at the party with the diamond Zinati's I'm that classy mami with the Marilyn Monroe body I'm that fly chick 5*6 Marc Jacob mini Ghetto fabolous, glamourous, its effortless Make up light, we with my pastel Luis Designer scarf, work of art, rockin' vintage Gucci Hook x2 You can find me in the club, sippin' on some bub, Daddy I got what you need you's a sexy little thug, Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no love, So come give me a hug, sexy little thug. My nails, my hair, my diamond rings Shining, with all my fancy things My crib, my car, my clothes, my jewels Why you mad? Cause I came up and I ain't changed I'm that girl wearing Chanel pearls, Chandeliers in my ears from Bailey, Banks, and Biddell's Ya feelin my style, ya feelin my flow Hair sheek, smells sweet, like coke to flow I'm the lady sipping Baileys while I strut like a model If the ladies wanna hate me I jus send them a bottle I kno I got it but don't flaunt it even though brothas want it Dancin' dirty while I'm flirtin, 'cause he' checkin' up on me Hook x2 My nails, my hair, my diamond rings Shining, with all my fancy things My crib my car my clothes my jewels Why you mad? Cause I came up and I ain't changed, ohhh ohhh, ohhh ohhh, ohhh! ohhh, ohhh ohhh, ohhh ohhh, ohhh ohhh, ohhh! ohhh, ohhhoooooooooooooooooooooowww!! (into hook) Hook x2

All Good?

DE LA SOUL "Art Official Intelligence-Mosa"
[Chaka Khan] Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh! Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh! Chorus: Chaka Khan (repeat 2X) It ain't all good, and that's the truth Thangs ain't goin like you think they should - it's all on you [Chaka Khan] I don't care about what you think you see the thangs you want to know when you look at me God knows I done been through and paid my dues Can't change how you feel, cause it's - all on you-whoahhha-ohhh-yeah [Dove] I wish that, you could be a little bit more upfront Weigh the situation how you want (right) The lovin that you claim is just a four letter word The third letter's invitin so visualize the verb You curve thoughtways when you're handlin the candleabra so you sittin on the baby grand Transmittin like you're made of man but you paint a funny face like a chick When I see you I'ma tell you quick that uhh.. Chorus 1/2 [Dove] I can't believe we built this large pizza pie together No pepperoni Yeah you wanted extra cheese, sometimes I gave you extras How we divided slices like the Red Sea theory I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn zapora Tried to bring that fairy-tale life, you wanted horror but my microscope couldn't see or cope with that I had to bolt from that, and left you dead in the sea It's better for me, I'm satisfied with reppin for D [Pos] We were certified hot, then dropped to lukewarm Now we back up in the spot, claimin never been gone Niggaz who cut us off, wanna reattach us now (Them girls who brushed us off, say they want some #'s to dial) Yeah I give that ass a number, and some lumber to pile Now catch a curve from my kick (or show me lovin by brick) So stick to the same plan, don't come shakin my hand like we peeps, it ain't beef but be sure to understand Between us, it ain't all.. Chorus [Pos] You see them kids be schemin on what we done copped [Cha] Always out there schemin! [Pos] They steady fiendin for the moment they can get us off the block [Cha] Why they always fiendin? [Pos] Your people might have your back, but you need to watch your front Indeed, ain't nothin guaranteed [Chaka Khan] That's the truth! Things ain't goin like you think they should [Pos] A lot say they wanna walk in my size 10's Aight then; here's a pair Lace 'em up tight then you might feel what was dealt to me You see ain't no young boys up in here; keep a clear head Tryin to keep my pockets on stuffed - like deer heads upon the wall, so all the gall we get from y'all DON'T FAZE So mind your biz and walk away cause I'm never gonna let you up inside my maze [Chaka Khan] I don't care about what you think you see the thangs you want to know when you look at me God knows I done been there and paid my dues I can't change how you feel, cause it's all, on you-whoahhha-ohhhhh Chorus [Chaka Khan ad libs to end]

Funky For You

COMMON "Like Water For Chocolate"
Chorus: Bilal, Jill Scott Alright.....Okay [4X'] Alright......We'll make it funky for you now [Common] I'm a child of the ahh - The 87 ahh From the streets - Get on a beat and go ahh I could break it down like whatever ya ahh On some K-R-S be here forever type unh You-you-you-you know you shouldn't rhyme like unh Let them pussy niggas get in your mind like unh Baby boy you could do it take your time do it.... If you get the chance To be a man in a b-boy stance and advanced from the go I'll trace outer space with a unh The baby-sitter of styles - I've traveled miles with bitches and....I've traveled miles with..... I've traveled miles with bitches and brew the ritual of the real unh Your platinum but real unh's don't feel you You sampled real unh's and then filtered I'm built to last - at last I'm free The Roots and SV be the family tree SV and the Roots be the family tree The Roots and SV and the tree is unh Come on Chorus; As long as it's funky....alright..okay [yeah] As long as it's funky...alright As long as it's funky...alright...okay As long as it's funky...funky for you now I style for the ohhh - wild for the ohhh Baby girl let's go half on a child for the ohhh Lick shot's pop lock and blaow for the oohh Like Ra-I'll move a crowd for the ohhh You talkin' loud but ain't sayin' ohhh Trickin' paper on a unh... Captain Save-a-ohhh I've never been.. the type of nigga.. to take.. a broad to the courts As a shorty I was always into sports Now I talk to drums and walk in slums and thoughts that's ohhh Instinct to hustle-divided by the struggle Plus a couple of scuffle's and up to high shuffle Even when it sound muffled.. I bust through.. narrow gates.. with king-sized thoughts that's sparrow shaped Before I came up I had to elevate Let a nigga move where he wanna move up to You don't like how I'm livin... well fuck ohhh I stuck to what I was on... a star is born on a cusp Many angel's fell to the dust Leavin' me to trust... only a ohhh Leavin' me to trust y'all only a ohhh Leavin' me to trust in a - ahh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh Yo Chorus: repeat 4X As long as it's funky [yeah] alright..okay Let your.. imagination.. dance to the.. Dance to the.. dance to the hey Like nobody's watchin in a b-boy stance to the hey I'm funky like Africans in France to the hey Yo hey.. kick in the bass you.. Chasin paper like a bitch in a race Spit on or death, I still ain't picked up the ace The hundred.. styles I run with thick in the race So let's ohhh.. yeah unh hunh Chorus

A.D.I.D.A.S.

KILLER MIKE "Monster"
Pussy nigga whatcha doin! Hook All day I dream about, all day I dream about sex It's the way you move your sexy groove That's got my mind all over you All day I dream about, all day I dream about Your sex feels so savoifare I'm tired of jercking off cause your not there Big Boi 65' Chevrolet Impala peachy cream Oozing down the street like toothpaste Cause the ivory is clean Talkin' bout mean at the inseam on the inside of the ship Not a honey dip to hunch on, testes more blue than a Crip Or the blue man group caught that on the Vegas strip Chillin' with good game, Ju Ju, Pimpin Ken and my nigga Don Magic Pimpin Ken and my nigga Diamond Jit Pimps (pimps), lips (lips), legs (legs), arms (arms), Necks (necks), hips (hips), head (head) monk test It's the camel toe and that's fo' sho' My brain is on one track Like Marion Berry thoughts for crack Or like a rock star does for smack. None of that but the female genitalia's where its at I'm a man and I demand a woman for that act Personal preference plus I use the law of nature as a reference Now I don't ever recall seeing a man turn up pregnant, but that's just me Feminine female fantasies frolic freely in my cockpit Every thirty something seconds I can't stop it Hook Killer Mike Killer Kill from Adamsville and in my Bonneville I chill Heifers call me Black & Decker, I don't screw them hoes I drill I've been cuttin' cute lil' coochies since before the record deal Catch me daydreaming about them, thick, medium or slim Doctors call that thing vagina, in the hood we call it trim White boys call it snatch, Puerto Ricans call it chocha Nathaniel likes his white, I like mines dark as cola It's the first thing on my mind in the morn when I roll over All men young and old in the end its what we're after Even my grandpappy's happy. He got prescribed Viagra. (Granddaddy, granddaddy, what's up? what's up? It's me. Hey, let me get about three of them blue diamonds. I promise I gotcha back tomorrow) Hook Killer Mike When I drill I don't spill even if she's on the pill Keep my weapon covered concealed and in a shield Cause I don't need that A.I.D.S. A 'D' and a 'A' missing out my A.D.I.D.A.S. (plus) We don't need no DNA mixing between us We just need to keep this thing friendly and hush, hush On the down low, like R. Kelly and youngsters But over eighteen only cause baby I'm no perv! From the tour bus to the lobby, elevator to the room We can jump each other's bones but there's no jumping brooms! Big Boi Buffoon you are to consumed in the womb It is too early for you to jump the broom (boom!) Hook 'Monster' Verse One I'm an ungodly figure When in the company of hard liquor Texas niggaz turned me on to water I smoked the river Apocalyptic creature, stay lacing reefer Stay serving geekers, stay holding heaters Murder fanatic, killer fantastic Swerving semi-conscious with a half a blunt and an automatic Bought it to snort it, just in case I meet with static What I deliver to your address is dead tragic Your mother scream in that limousine Followed by some slow traffic Here's the reason for my murder tactics I'm Killer Kill I ain't a fuckin rapper! I'm a crack sacker! I'm a strong-armed robbery and kidnapper! I'm a carjacker! I'm a if you owe dough then yo' ho snatcher! I'm a Slumlord for life not a fuckin actor! I'm the fear that haunts you! I'm the tool that's used to haunt you! Hook I'm the monster! I'm your sick and twisted monster! (Repeat) Verse Two I'm the hate in the dark heart of heartless men! Deprived of love, feed crack, nurtured in sin! I'm unwanted children doped up on Ritalin by age ten At sixteen a fiend! Nurturing a weed habit and a bottle of gin I'm the soul of women that's been betrayed by men That trifling nigga looking to deceive her again Earn her trust again, then I lust again When she turn her back, I'm diggin in her friend again! I motivate your hate and embody your sin I spit it for Bloods, Crips and Mexicans I spit for Disciples and El Rukns This sick soundtrack to robbing and looting Neighbor shootings, murder and boosting Its fear engaged, with a fury and rage For my lost generation in these last days The fear that haunts you! It's the tool that's used to hunt you!

Trials And Tribulations

D Sisive
featuring Instinct Crib notes fell out of your pocket speedwalking from lost battles Your soul fled the spot but physical caught in shackles Poison in your apple turn your princess to my mistress Verbal fitness landing where my fist is Your only witness was blinded with alert With the verse I make the world orbit in reverse You run fast when your eyes catch me taking off my pen cap Drill a hole in your middle and place your skin on a coat rack Release spit fire, unleash causes decease Cut out your own Adam's Apple and feed it to Eve As MC, Im reaching higher than THC Blood levels in devils and crack fiends on drug scenes Chattering knees slowly collapse as you rest You freezing at 90 degrees, but see me in sweat Your skills are in debt by my presence you start stuttering Use your last breath and say Instingt while muttering * Hook * (X2) I try, but I fail, and times will prevail all my problems through the Trials and Tribulations Situations tell the tail, but I'm tipping the scale, bidding farewell to all the Trials and Tribulations My manifestation be the cause of cancellation, underachievers be facing The penetration, while the impatient begins their pacing On a daily basis, Style , I'm hearing basics, While You keep rehearsing your versatile sound, I'm stomping through the underground At profound speeds, leaving the quaterbacks receiving sacks when the present MC lacks The opportunity to lock shit down like Steve Sax, your third eye gets cataracts when my forth eye attacks Your counteracts Cause you're bound to be wack, and I'm talently stacked Imitations be changing when I challenge three packs The wannabee macks Split chromosones while my ribosomes Attack immune systems with tighter grips to hold their own Radiation's be blazing, damaging ozones And I'm not just saying I'm the illest, I'll carve it in stone To prolong my stay at home, then my dome Leaves my follicles thrown, when my knowledge is grown from parts unknown, the... Spectators be impressed, therfore my celly gets stressed With reputations like Elliot Ness, relieved by bunning the non-delicate cess, travelling throughout my chest Unravelling talent within Distracting my vision Taking control of my system, not double digits, I kicked 187 words of wisdom So check the message I'm listing Styles are persistent, lines keep a crowd vibrating during the intermission While the other acts are switching My coalition will cold crush ya', microphone touchers Kicking straight lyrics while you're bisexual like Usher Then we'll rush ya', eliminating wackness from the T dot And my rhymes are so sick my mic needs a Hepatitis B shot...cause * Hook * (X2)

In Da Club (Special Remix)

50 CENT
P.Diddy- O u know we had to do it O u know we had to do it ey' u know mary I don't think they're ready for this one This is Faze one Let's Work People (Let's Work) Mary J. Blige! They Call me Diddy Mary J. Blige- Boy u know u got ur hopes in me Ur on my mind every day constantly I'm tired of holdin back the way I feel Cuz wut I feel for u baby is real Beyonce & Mary J. 1st Chorus- U Give me everything I want A little more than wut I need I never felt this way before That's why I wanna give u all of me Boy u got me on my knees Ur the one I want to drop all ur hopes in me That's wuts up and u got me any ways Boy u know I want ur hopes in me Mary J.- Someone like me doesn't always fall in love 'specially the dudes that I meet in the club I aint realy into be gettin rough Cuz boy i'm feelin u and that's wuts up 1st Chorus Baby I'm so into u (I'm so in to u) No one can do wut u do to me ( No one can hold me this way!) This is a chance of a life time. to find me, to make u mine, till the end of all time 1st Chorus again 50 Cent- Go, go, go, go, go, go, go shawty- ish yo birthday we gon party like ish yo birthday We gon sip bacardy like ish yo birthday and u noe we dun give a fuck if that's yo birthday You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if you're into gettin' rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed When i pull out up front u see the benz on dub's When i roll 20 deep is 20 knives in the club Niggas heard i fuck with dre now they wanna show me love When you sound like eminem and the hoez they wanna fuck But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's Up i see xzibit in the cut that nigga roll the weed up If you watch how i move you mistake me fo a playa or pimp Been hit wit a few shells but i dont walk wit a limp in the hood when the ladys saying 50 you hot they like me, i want them to love me like they love Pac but how them new york, niggas tell ya im loco when the plan is to put the rap game in a choke-hold im feelin focus man, my money on my mind got a mill. out the deal and im still on the grind Now shorty said she feelin my style she feeling my flow A girlfriend with it get ride and we ready to go..(Ya ok) You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed Mah flow, Mah show, brought me the dough, that bought me all my fancy things, Mah Crib, mah cars, Mah pools, Mah jewls, look nigga i done came up and i aint change And you should love it, way more then you hate it nigga you mad, i thought that you'd be happy i made it Im that cat by the bar, toasting to the good light You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back ride When it dark, Well be pumping in the club, its on now wit my eyes on my bitch, if she smiles, she gone if the roof on fire, let that mothafucka burn if u talken about money homie, i aint concern imma tell you wat Banks told me cause go ahead switch the style up if niggas hit the letta make watch the money pile up or we go upside ur there wit a bottle of bub you know where we fucking B You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed ha ha ha ha Dont act like u dont know who we be neitha' nigga we in da club all da time nigga if itz a problem pop off nigga G unit Beyonce- No shorty, it's Beyonce, We gon' party like, it's ya birthday, We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday So put ya drink up in the air if you look sexy! I'm the chick with the hot ish, manolo blahnik, Jimmy choo kicks, killin' it, who you with? Me & my girls at the party with the diamond zinati's I'm that classy mami with the Marilyn Monroe body. I'm that fly chick 5*6 Marc Jacob mini Ghetto fabulous, glamourous, its effortless Make up light, we with my pastel luis Designer scarf, work of art, rockin' vintage Gucci You can find me in the club, sippin' on some bud, Daddy I got what you need imma sexy little thug, Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no love, So come give me a hug, imma sexy little thug. Repeat My nails my hair my diamond rings, Shining with all my fancy things, My crib my car my clothes my jewels, Why you mad? Cause I came up and I ain't changed. I'm that girl wearing chanel pearls, Chandeliers in my ears from ??? Ya feelin my style, ya feelin my flow Hair chic, smells sweet, like flow to flow I'm the lady sipping baileys while I strut like a model If the ladies wanna hate me I jus send them a bottle I kno I got it but don't flaunt it even though brothas want it, Dancin' dirrty while I'm flirtin, 'cause he' checkin' up on me. You can find me in the club, sippin' on some buds, Daddy I got what you need imma sexy little thug, Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no love, So come give me a hug, imma sexy little thug. Repeat My nails my hair my diamond rings, Shining with all my fancy things, My crib my car my clothes my jewels, Why you mad? Cause I came up and I ain't changed, ohhh ohhh, ohhh ohhh, ohhh! ohhh, ohhh ohhh, ohhh. ohhh, ohhh ohhh, ohhh! ohhh, ohhhoooooooooooooooooooooowww!! (into hook) You can find me in the club, sippin' on some buds, Daddy I got what you need imma sexy little thug, Don't wanna be your girl I ain't lookin for no love, So come give me a hug, imma sexy little thug. Repeat

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