CIARA lyrics - Goodies

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[Verse 1:] This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha Caddillac White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes Hummers floatin on chrome Chokin' on that home-grown They got that southern cookin' They got them fellas lookin' Thinkin' I was easy I can see it That's when I say no, what fo'? Shawty can't handle this Ciara got that fire like [Hook:] Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow We keep it gutta, you should know Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo' Handle it ladies back it up Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh [Verse 2:] Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball Still smoke, hundred spokes, wood-grain on tha wall Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all They got that southern cookin' They got them fellas lookin' Wishin' I was easy I can see it That's when I say no, what fo'? Shawty can't handle this Ciara got that fire like [Hook:] Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow We keep it gutta, you should know Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo' Handle it ladies back it up Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh yah, Luda, (Luda), Ludacr, (Ludacris) Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin' down in a different color whip (whip, whip) Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick flick flick Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles cuz we got another hit (hit, hit) Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha 'Lac, Im flexin still Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on stainless wheels Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel Trunk-rattlin' what's happenin', huh? I don't even think I need to speed Bass-travelin', face-crackilin' huh? Turn it up and make the speakers bleed Dirty south we ballin' dawg And neva think about fallin dawg Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, runnin back cuz tha song is cold [Hook: (2x)] Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow (ridin' slow) We keep it gutta, you should know Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo' Handle it ladies back it up Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

Bang This

J WESS
J-W, E- DOUBLE S Don't We Double Best Tracks Tear Holes In Ya Bubble Vests Trouble..Yes..when ya hear the words Bang this from the city til I'm near the 'burbs [Hook (Kulaia & J Wess)] Bang This In The Club (I'm gonna spray the joint) And If u wanna get loud (you gotta play this joint) No Dress Code, No Guest Lists, No Charge (A small change, but I must stress this, I'm so LARGE!) Bang This In The Club (I'm gonna spray the joint) And If u wanna get loud (you cant fade the joint) And yo, this is for the wannabe riders with no cars I'd be just like you if I wasn't so LARGE! [Verse 1 (MC Digga)] Id bet you'd like to know what happens when the lights go off the mic go off, don't even try to fight the force I'm trying to lock it down globally like microsoft Blaze tracks, but I've never been the type to floss Wipe the floors with fake ass rappers, they ain't moving the crowd I showed you before, plus I'm proving it now (and smoothing it out) I still bring the ruckus to this and while you home on the couch (I stay up in the mix) you got a bad attitude, that's something to fix I'm gettin love from ya crew, cause they be pumping my dick think nothing of this, I could do it my sleep YA FEEL so while you non-talent motherfuckers keep shit real I keep shit still to stay on point, till I'm paid the joint Bangin the club, my lyrics spray the joint keep the dance floor wet so you can get ya slide on Some Clyde Drexler shit, watch me get my glide on [Hook] [Verse 2 (MC Digga)] Check my comand of the English language its expansive at a club with drink bars, new kicks, new chicks to dance with that's not my most of operandi, understand, I redefine the role of the villain, respect the bad guy Award winning sentences, acclaimed critical lyrical Most of you all just spit generical references Its very circuitous, 360 degrees in fact breeze through ya down and leave with my steeds in tact with ease I rap, you chopping mad takes for a verse bullshit punches, my hunches, you should wait and rehearse stop I heard the hot shit and your not it you need to cop this, steady drop this, heavy rock shit its over, HUH, you all ain't heard, I'm the deacon of words freaking the verb, while you speaking absurd take some decent reserve, with foot soldiers with balls big as boulders to move obstacles so save your acting for the movie [Hook] [Verse 3 (MC Digga)] Yo rapping is dead, I don't spit, I flow flip the script, nahh, stick to the shit you know the clique you owe, and dick you blow belong to me got ya shit on to me, my word is Bond like Sean Connery Ladies still feel me when I'm 75 point oh 9 with no license, still ready to drive I study the vibe, its like that R&B classic, track shit rappers act spastic, when I flash hits So merge ya words with virgin herbs ain't my function, don't wanna keep the peace, I'd rather punch em Straight hard hits of the target, I'm never spraying came in here with my fist in ya mouth, so what u saying I ain't claimed the shit, you haters stay on the dick all you do is talk about us, naysayin the clique, I'm saying ya sick gastro interitis and all that flowing tight as the format [Hook]

St. Louie

NELLY "Country Grammar"
[Chorus: repeat 2X] Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie Where the gun play ring all day (nanana) Some got jobs and some sell yea' Others just smoke and fuck all day I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer Jettin off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya later Maybe not cuz I got somethin hot In the Navigata, waitin in the parkin lot A Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er than The LOX I keep 'em both cocked, need her ass the bring it Now tell me boys have ya seen her Have you seen her, nine millimeter Makin niggas believas Hop out the two seater, now vocab wife beater Levi's fresh from the cleaners Heavy starch with the cuff Like fuck it leave it to beaver Catch me in the galleria, plaza, Chesterfield Rollin down handly hills And the blocks of Pattonville I used to love it when hit me for a rocker Maybe a boppa, i kept it propa A non-stopa, around the clocka Now its cool pull up the bends and helicopta uh [Chorus] Sunday mornin, crack of dawnn and I'm yawnin Natural bridge and kings highway is where I'm goin Wake up man and start blowin Gotta get those juices flowin Now I'm gonna tell ya one more time For you cats that just ain't knowin Hey, you can find me in St. Louie And the whole me fedy and leasy gettin slow Grabin the optomo, sharpin up my flow Practicin for my shows Thats usually how it goes We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled Swing through O'Fallon sounds Knockin out of control Like a boom boom boom, who is it It's Jackie Frost, the one who's gettin where he at And he told you whos the boss I'm like a human hot sauce Thinkin I'll burn your thoughts Your information was false I'll show you just what it costs In the M I crooked letter crooked letter O U R I No one could do it better, hey [Chorus] Now in the middle we keep it crock and jiggy Love Pac and Biggie The way that you love your sticky Call Louie he have you pissy Mix with hen and crissy Bumpin Tim and Missy With Slim he used to diss me In the red Expedishy Thats Okay though, she can ride for the day though Can't even be a house guest Kato I'm a dog I said it rough Now call me snoopy Wouldn't have me in a hoopie Now you see me in a coupie In front of utopia, I'm hopin ya Come down herd chippin, may I'm toastin ya Thanksgiving in these parts yo we roastin ya And when the heat come down Get ghostin ya (god bless us) Loax with us, just how he jokes with us My daddy told me that I'm supposed to bust Don't be provokin us It ain't no joke in us Just the north south east west coastin us [Chorus repeat until end (with talking)]

14 Ladies

Danja Mowf "Word of Mowf"
Chorus 14 Ladies at my door How they got here i don't know Could it be my danja style or is it just my danja flow Rhymes i kick ain't make-beleive Cuz group sex just ain't my type Could it be 14 Ladies wan' sex with me tonight? (That's Right!) Verse I 14 Ladies...hmm imagine that Hard to beleive ? sit back let's chat It was one of those days not much to do I was chillin at the crib just watchin channel two I turn to Prevue, to see what's coming next I'm turning to another episode of real sex It's a special on orgies ooo looks freaky I'm wishin i could stay up but damn i'm getting sleeeepy... Mmm that's the phone, hello ... ? -'Yo danja i see you back at home' -'Since i'm in yo zone are you all alone daddy ?' Word i'm here at home on my own like Patty Maybe it was because i needed sex so badly Or shorty took care of my balls like a caddy I told her come and hit me, off with a quicky She said, -'Yo i'm wit it but i got some friends wit me' -'They could drop me off and like, come back and get me' That's cool hurry up it's already 1:50 !! ...Damn 1:54, I opened up the door there guess who i saw? (Who) Chorus Verse II 14 Ladies.. What the hell is this? First one attacked shook me up with a kiss Thirteen more rushed my door that's my word I'm pushed on the floor by the second and the third While number one still got me in the liplock Number two's undoing my pants like a ziplock Number three rubbin these heez gettin stiff My kicks get snatched by the fourth and the fifth My jeans pulled off by the fourth I realiiize, number five got her hands on my thighs Nature starts to rise i feel some soft licks Down by my ---- .. O my gosh number six! Don't make me call the reverend for you and number seven Doing things i never ever knew, like Tevin One's got my tongue while the second strip me naked Three rubbin these testes i couldn't take it Four's gettin hardcore Five gettin live Seven and Six givin licks up the thighs An all girl staff had me stretch like a giraffe But i could do the math, and that was only half of the Chorus Verse III 14 Ladies, i'm dealin wit seven Attackin my erogenous points i'm in heaven A glorified state, here comes number eight To demonstrate the appropriate way to girate And grind.. I kept feeling in my spine Everytime number nine started dining in my behind (wooo) Ten and eleven Teamed up with seven And triple Teamed on my nipple I'm feeling like i'm cripple Sedated like i drank ripple My minds somewhere in the past like a participle About to explode on myself When up in my ear i feel the tongue of the twelfth Thirteen bout to make me scream like a sireen Suckin my toes turn me on like a hig beam! -'How you feelin boo, you feel excited?' I recognize that voice that's the girl i invited -'I hope you can forgive me for bustin in ya house' -'My friends had to know why they call you Danja Mowf' -'There's thirteen of them, and thirteen's unlucky' So she climbed on top and number fourteen ------ -- .....

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DE LA SOUL "Stakes Is High"
[Never gonna give up on you] We gonna do it like this [Just a little bit] Like that [just a little bit] Zhane [just a little bit] De La [just a little bit] c'mon] [Chorus]: I'll never give you up No, I'll never stop Keep it comin' Keep on comin' 4 more [2x] It's that brown man from long islandin' shores Got a way with women, so I get away with yours Because you're whole game's outdated Which leaves all the pretty women heavily sedated Mummy you can play your ripley's Or believe it or not I shoot gift like heron With skills of gil-scott Nights like sir lancelot can get heated Prescribin' your vibe, love, I know how you need it [Chorus]: [2x] I like to mingle sometimes So I head out of state to find a couple of dimes But a government rate can't settle for no nickels Even pennies for thought for short I need connections With big bank selections Securing all the sections With sing-sing corrections Seedin' like nature, escapin' like gas Tell me how long this love is gonna last Thinkin' fast might spoil somethin' Turn a [?] to nothin' [?] to your lady is special Seen a bigger picture on the screen But you're a movie, you move me You soothe me like holidays, getaways The brochure said do it So true It's not a hold hand mission Cut the public display Heard you're headed for the stars Put the gazers away Mine times out of ten We cut to good friends But when we on the tenth We gotta go the length I'm not a playa Yet i get more play Than a talk show shown Cross the USA Have em' moanin' out the vowels sounds Ooh, eeii, and aahh And how by now you should know me and my Do members of the opposite sex Have their boyfriend screaming out We got more techs Than that ball team in georgia [Yo, he said he's comin for ya] All because the ho wanna go to the casbah [Chorus]: [2x] You can get with Some of these women Some of the time When your face is in the light [?] stirred with lime Is it a crime To set your mind to death? Resuscitated See how many brain cells left I feel your body's drawn to my positive Don't even want a baby If it's that easy to give I live right around the corner Three states away Take a holiday Come check me Watch how I set the Mood, check a movie on the tube Get your belt mad loose like lee Phone's turned way down To avoid the beef Or the questions If she's the only one gettin' lessons You're into crime faces, huh? Well i'll play your capone Suzy q got the grill To make the cake chrome Situation's gettin absurd Hot on a plat So work the format See how we do that? And you're figurin We love on the rock I'ma keep it up front To maintain the stock Displayin all the goodies From your knuckle to knees Make it hot like the island degrees Now that's special [Chorus]:

To The Top

JA RULE "Pain Is Love 2"
If I got before I wake, they can say I never did it A lot of these niggers ain’t gon’ never say they did it Like abbreviated words it just feel like something's missing I can dig it I concur you might get me if you listen Prefer to be different so gifted, I'm cursed No mystery, I'm first Fuck what he said, image rather exquisite Nigger never seen that before John Cooper The glass roof in that look like can spin that It’s publicity, statue wish you rather rapping Window tints there, he must be an athlete No nigger it's just lil' ol' me Ah you and me old beef is gon’ be My life is Kobain, meaning I OD And speak my mind like fuck the police Cause they should scream Wait, let Rule be, let's start shooting straight to the tope Heading to the top Keep them rocking till the sun gon’ drop Keep spending money cause I got it so much Club banger make them all show up It ain't a sign of slowing down cause we're going straight to the top Chain swinging, hanging low to the top Keep sipping if you going to the top Can't stop going straight to the top Meet me at the teepee we’re going to the top If I never catch a breakfast because I can’t broken Never give a hope, if I did that would be hopeless Never wanna loose focus, I'm a visionary I see far, I can see if the savants can expose it Why go Brooklyn naming that position on me Save a secondary, commentary witness, gossip, you overhear it Damn canaries, you can hear them singing Rock tombs like the stones that makes your spirits This ain’t just Sundance, this is real shit In my presence to walk you should feel privileged So arrogant yea so confident I send books to them, I can't tell the difference Muah, kiss myself, Gene Simons Sometimes I get high, my sky has no limits And why should it, one minute walk on the moon It’s the beautiful stars Baby meet me at the top Keep them rocking till the sun gon’ drop Keep spending money cause I got it so much Club banger make them all show up It ain't a sign of slowing down cause we're going straight to the top Chain swinging, hanging low to the top Keep sipping if you going to the top Can't stop going straight to the top Meet me at the teepee we’re going to the top Today I’m driving cruising down town And it’s eight till night the Eiffel Tower we ain’t drunk yet Shout it to my niggers from F to E Bring it back to the east coast and party like we been here We throwing hundreds we throwing twenty’s We got the whole motherfucking club jumping We ain't running, we see ‘em coming We at the top so we don't give a fuck Keep them rocking till the sun gonna drop Keep spending money cause I got it so much Club banger make them all show up Ain't a sign it's going down cause we're going straight to the top Chain swinging, hanging low to the top Keep sipping if you going to the top Can't stop going straight to the top Meet me at the teepee we’re going to the top

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