CHRIS JANSON lyrics - Chris Janson

Cut Me Some Slack

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Girl, I gotta have you, gotta get you where I want you Know exactly what you're doin', don't you? Treat me like you like me, like you don't like me back I wish you'd give me the green light, give me just one night, Girl, if you don't like how I roll You can say, no thanks, don't ever call me Forget you ever saw me, forget my name Girl, you might just like some country road moonlight Dancing in the lights of my headache rack, Think about that, yeah think about that Is there any chance You could cut me some slack I know I got a wild side, wilder than a country mile ride I got a name around this town And girl, I don't really blame you for the things you might be thinkin' They're probably true but that ain't me now Give me the green light, give me just one night, Girl, if you don't like how I roll You can say, no thanks, don't ever call me Forget you ever saw me, forget my name Girl, you might just like some country road moonlight Dancing in the lights of my headache rack, Think about that, think about that Is there any chance You could cut me some slack Take me by the hand, believe me when I tell you That I never ever felt like this, girl And that's the truth Give me the green light, give me just one night, Girl, if you don't like how I roll You can say, no thanks, don't ever call me Forget you ever saw me, forget my name Girl, you might just like some country road moonlight Dancing in the lights of my headache rack, Think about that, yeah think about that Is there any chance That you could cut me some slack Oh oh oh, yeah Cut me some slack Oh oh oh, yeah

Pretty Girl Bullshit

MARIO WINANS "Hurt No More"
Intro: Mario Winans, Foxy Brown, P. Diddy] Oh baby, I can't live with you I can't live without you (yeah) Live with you I can't live without you, babe (I like this) Oh babe, oh I can't live with you (Bad Boy baby!) I can't live without you (Bad Boy) babe (Uh, oh) (yeah, yeah! Let's go) [Foxy Brown, (P. Diddy)] I hear duke boning Keisha, Tonya and Tiff (uh huh (yeah) Move ya bloodclot 'fore I cock the fifth! (uh huh) Had a bitch in my '03 six Had a hoe rockin' my red gold Cartier on her wrist, now Think about it while the streets you roam Fuck around, won't be shiiit in the crib when you get home I roll with Sean Combs (that's right), I'm in Caprice, jet ski, watching duke through the global phone (let's go) Bad Boy come through in the toy (Bad Boy baby) And I'm boning his boy, while he in the hood slinging up oi Ooh (ohh), y'all don't want a girl in Yves Saint Laurent You'd rather fuck a hoe in a bullshit Gabann' (now) (yeah) And what the fuck he on! Stop your bloodclot crying 'fore these plates start flying (heh heh) I'm a Bad girl, illest bitch grinding (Bad Girl) Sean John Rolls hold chocolate diamonds, owww! (let's go, Mario) [Mario Winans] What am I to do, when you act a fool Do I put on your shoes and act a fool like you Now baby that ain't cool, you ain't got a clue What you had in me, too fine to see And I don't really wanna be baby What's the reason you want me Girl the truth is you need me First you say that you trust me then you go and betray me Now I took all I can And I know I'm a good man God I wash my hands, make another plan Cos I don't really wanna stay baby [Chorus: Mario Winans] So if you wanna go, walk right out that door Cos I don't want no more, of your pretty girl bull-ish If you wanna leave, it's okay with me Matter of fact I'm begging please Take your pretty girl bull [Mario Winans] Now this is number two, them chance I gave to you You said it was the end, but here we go again I thought I was a friend, not just another man While holding hands, you don't understand and I don't really get you baby What's the reason you want me Girl the truth is you need me First you say that you trust me then you go and betray me Now I took all I can And I know I'm a good man God I wash my hands, make another plan Cos I don't really wanna stay baby [Chorus] [Foxy Brown, (P. Diddy)] (Aiyyo, aiyyo Fox, Fox yo!) Now the tables dun turned and duke fell off (yeah) But I'm stylin' you seen Fox cover the Source (you see it) Y'all see the G5, y'all see me come through (yeah) verr' nice crib and a nurr' blue five (uh huh) Y'all see the G4 (you see it, yeah) Duke come out the hood, let me take you on a Tito borough tour (c'mon) Y'all don't want a bitch in Juicy Couture (no you don't) You'd rather fuck a hoe in a Reebok velour (haha) But I'm a bad girl, whips to crashing (yeah, Bad Girl) Y'all know how Fox do it with the Sean John fashion (that's right) So tell me why you continue to lie (why) I seen the bitch in the seven fourty five L.I. now (uh huh) Just tell me why I continue to try (uh huh) Full of bullshit, he acting like a star can't cry (c'mon man) He acting like I'm blind (what) And how he doing this bullshit acting like I ain't get the nigga fly (let's go) [Chorus till end]

Looking For Love

JAHEIM "Ghetto Love"
You alright, alright I been, I been Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh no 10 after 8 I'm runnin' late I jump in my ride headed down the west side I picked up the phone is my shorty home? See I saw you and the brother last night And you were lookin' rather fine Your fine ass line you blew my mind And I was hopin' that we'll get together tonight Girl I really don't' wanna sound conceded But I'm the type of guy you need to be with I've been 1- Looking for love in all the wrong places Been around seen a lot of pretty faces But I know that I'm the one for you The only lying I would do is in the bed with you You've got a brother feelin' And baby you know what I'm meanin' Girl I hope that you are soon to see That you and I were meant to be baby Now here we are flossin' in my Wixom Things are getting heated Time I get a grip I can play myself want lose my cool See I refuse to let you down Like those other fools did I only wanna give ya what you missin' Good lovin' when you want it Is what I'm givin' baby Now if it's cool to it's alright with me Let's take this back to the way love Suppose to be Cause I Repeat 1 Now what you want I got what you need Been lookin' for somebody to put down on my team now Baby girl you got me flippin' out So full of drama want you tell me What it's all about I put a time I make you mine Could of bounced on you girl But your ass is to fine Never thought that I'll be lovin' you You got me feelin' girl I'm stuck on you Repeat 1 til fade

Forgot To Forget

LMNT "All Sides"
I can't keep dreamin All these things I'm feeling All in all it's got to go but why is it taking me so long? How can I move on? Without your love I can no longer Turn back the hands of time back to the day when you were mine Once together I wish we'd stay forever My heart can't live without you Oh girl can we work it out Chorus: 'Cause I can't do this I can't do that Can't see the good in our goodbye yet Even six months later and I still forgot to forget about you and I can't turn off It still runs hot Feeling the love I know I should not You're my best ex-lover and I still forgot to forget about you Remember the laughter We shared with each other Now it's like a broken heart attack I can barely think if you would take me back Girl I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you What I did I cannot explain I don't know why I was playing games You know we're once together I wish we'd stay forever My heart can't live without you Oh girl can't we talk it out Chorus All I wanna do is stop my life and hit rewind All I wanna do is find you girl and make you mine Mine won't you hold me tight Not so long ago Forget, you get, you know I can't do that The feeling is deeper too real Forget about you I can't forget you yet 'Cause where my lonely heart's at I can't see the good in goodbye forget about you ohhhh 'Cause I can't do this I can't do that Can't see the good in our goodbye yet Even six months later and I still forgot to forget about you and I can't turn off It still runs hot Feeling the feelings I know I should not You're my best ex-lover and I still forgot to forget about you. Chorus repeat until fade

How Bout Now

JACQUEES "Quemix 2"
"Tom you ready? It's that Drake beat.... I'm ready...[phone rings]...Hold on Tom... Hello?... I mean like wassup with you? Ever since you got with Rich Gang you act like you don't know me no more and you all the way in Miami. You not coming back to Atlanta? Ugh...you make me feel so ugh." Always knew I dreamt bigger than them big head ass niggas Oh Yeah Crazy how these hoes change now that my pockets got a little thicker Stay down with me, shit ion know probably saw the bigger picture Thuggin' like all my niggas, a problem I call my niggas Remember I put errbody on the block list in my phone for yah Remember when you far away in pain, I would drive in the rain for yah Folks smell a little weed, know a nigga like me would take the blame for yah Yeen give a fuck bout me back then, girl how bout now Cause I'm off right now and you're stuck right now Ooohhh, thought you had it all figured out, but I'm off right now and you're stuck right now Oohhh, you thought that lil loving that we did was enough, girl how bout now Yeah, how bout now, girl what about now, girl how bout now, girl what about now Yeah.. Yoouuu (Yoouuu) My heart belongs to you Ohh yeah Jacquees sang yeahhh My heart belongs to you Look.. If I had one wish it would probably be for errthang We the same sign so you know we disagree about errthang Sometimes I'm the best and I suck, man she done called errthang Me...Ain't even gotta look, No I got these boys shook like Jordan (like Jordan) Cross over the land and make you stand, I made you feel important (important) Got your mama face and looks, aw man I think you gorgeous (you gorgeous) Tried to fool the team with ring, you beam[?] no wedding (pow pow) Foolish[?] show me think he was gone get it Still wanna show your ass on IG, I'm gone let you Oh you can have it all Yeen really fuck with me way back then How bout now, cause I'm off right now and you're stuck right now Ooohhh, thought you had it all figured out, but I'm off right now and you're stuck right now Oohhh, you thought that lil loving that we did was enough, girl how bout now Yeah, how bout now, girl what about now, girl how bout now, girl what about now

Party To Damascus

WYCLEF JEAN "The Preacher's Son"
(feat. Missy Elliott) [Wyclef Jean (Missy Elliott)] Brrrr, Yeah,(ew, ew, ew, EW! yeah) it's over, uh huh (that's right) Missy With The Preachers Son, uh huh (ok) It's over (ok), I told ya (yeah) J-CLEF, let's go (ew, WOO) Brrrrr [Missy Elliott - talking] (uh oh) Yeah, hey yo Clef (oh) Uh oh, these motherfuckers ain't ready for this shit (hey) [Missy Elliott] Me and Clef on this track what you want Heard you wanna battle us both I hope you don't Hand me my mic, two woofers in my trunk (huh) Sound like gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-ga-ga-gonk (c'mon) I drink that Dom Perignon (oh) I drink that shot of Petron to turn me on (uh) I got that red eye bomb, get you stoned (yeah) I got them gunshots, head knock 'til my bed stop [Wyclef Jean] Hey, I'm from a place called New Jersey, they call it the New Jersey land I'm only here for one night girl, I'm on the plane tomorrow But I love the way you move girl and do that belly dancin So let's play you're my teacher and won't you give me my first lesson (C'MON) [Break - Missy Elliott] I teach you what you want (oh yeah) The things you need to know (oh yeah) Come in and shut the door (yeah) Lets get this party goin (uh huh) Baby let me show you, how you can satisfy a girl needs (oh yeah, c'mon, c'mon) [Chorus - w/ ad libs] In the mornin, in the evenin In the nighttime, gotta have it It's a feelin I can't fight it You got me speakin another language [Female voice: Bo, Habibbi, Nishtage'a - 2X] It's official raise your glasses Cause this party gonna go to Damascus [Wyclef Jean] Yeah, she said her dad's in the Army and he's the number one sniper And if he ever found out, he'd have me swimmin with the fishes in the water Now I'ma say somethin crazy girl, I love you I know we meetin for the first time in the club, but this feels like a deja vu [Break - w/ ad libs] [Chorus - w/ ad libs] [Interlude - Wyclef Jean - 2X] Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday Friday, Saturday, Sunday, gotta have it [Missy Elliott] W-Y to the Clef (c'mon) Boy I keep it realer than the titties on my chest (yeah) 'Milk does your body good,' come on take a sip Like [3 slurping noises], it taste good don't it You's a fine dreadlock, come on get How many times Missy crushed the very best? How many bombs on my summer, Funk Flex? (uh) As many times as Teddy Reilly said 'yep, yep' Did you get it? I stays on your mind like a fitted (uh) Like diddy itmake you walk for cheesecakes to the city? (woo) Rough chick, dirty jeans, ain't nothin pretty (uh) Me and Clef steppin to the mic to get busy (c'mon) [Chorus] [Missy Elliott - talking] (uh oh) Yeah, hey yo Clef (uh oh) Uh oh [Wyclef Jean - talking] What's up Missy (uh oh) You know I love ya girl (oh) What's up Missy Let's go (uh) I got the guitar soundin like a satar Holy, holy, Jerry Wonder I need some security Call police [fades out]

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