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Eightball lyrics

Friend Or Foe

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Intro: I want you I got to have you But what will this lead to? Will it just be me and you? Tell me.... you know I want you Tell me how you feel.... Verse One: MJG I'll be obliged if you step outside because my ride is awaitin our date an of steak an a night cap we matin awakin by smells of perfume that I inhale and then tell how well we raise hell on the dizzell satin sheets heat from your feet keep me warm The mood is perfected by sounds from the storm You came stronger I lasted longer Than I've ever lasted your mouth was fantastic the fuck test you passed it the way you made a nigga laugh I had to getcha and when I saw that ass pass I had to hit cha ya makin me fight against my will What must I do? [Would ya kill for me?] Ya if my life in danger too [Even steal for me?] Ya if that shit belongs to you [Then feel for me?] Ya if the way you act is true Who knows fine clothes Lexus doors you'll be closin when you become one of the chosen hoes in different places different faces different cases got me tied like shoe laces no mistake this MJG you ain't gotta be constantly tryin to shoot that P claimin that you ain't heard of me keepin it real let me know how you feel when we communicate We'll be straight if you express your mind instead of referring away some who can't do it lose women but nigga like me used to it Space Age Pimpin' Chorus: New day, new age Every once in awhile this is how we slang our game New day, new age Nothin is too strong New day, new age when settin it out is all we straight to do New day, new age Just me and you, just me and you Verse Two: Eightball You and I, me and you situation gettin sticky your mouth is sayin no but your body's sayin stick me lick me don't be afraid of what your friends say rappers get dat ass then be outta here like yesterday but not tonight you look so tight it feels so right this indo got me pervin let's go hop in my Suburban and ride til we get to where you want to be no matter how far just call me Oball baby to me your the superstar ask me time and time again why did I choose you Do I wanna be your man or just misuse you I hear your partners dissin' when they think I ain't listenin' them hoes just be wishin they could be in yo position wit me in luxury I got to be everyday chief in hey would somethin stout wearin lingerie Let's hit the hotel get a suite an order somethin to eat tell me things about you I'll tell you things about me then out the blue I'll be carressin you undressin you You start doin all shit you said you'd never do lustin bustin all out of my boxer drawers fingers dripping slippin in an out in an out constantly tellin me the things you don't do Yet you do it like a pro and think I don't know but I do that's why I'm here wit you and you know this slip on the latex and dive in SWISH! Chorus Outro: Hey... please come back to me baby don't ya leave... [shhhh... don't do that] you know I want cha, you know I gotta have you... [Ya, I know but I got to go] I want cha please come back to me... [Damn, you makin it hard for a nigga to leave, don't do that] Don't cha leave, don't cha leave, don't cha leave [I got to go, I got to get up an go] I want you, I want you [I think I want this baby]

Happy Ever After

BEE GEES "High Civilization"
Though I know it's time to take you home Baby you and I are all alone We should take a moment of our own And look what we've got You could destroy this heart of mine I'm only trying to get by Hiding in the shadows of the night Holding you and knowing the wrong is right Show me some mercy You know what you're doin' is making me A happy man I shield you from the rain I've been slow to get you but I'm working As hard as I can (CHORUS) This time, it's what we believe is true And whether you believe I'm in love with you I gotta be sure that you say what you mean Is it only a dream to a teenage queen And all the years of tears and laughter We could go through Will it be happy ever after For me and you Heaven is a place inside of me Livin' with your heart as company Only you can change the way I feel And make it feel good Where there is love there is no crime I'm only tryin' to get mine Let me be the one to dry your eyes We can be the promise that never dies Light of an angel Blinded by the vision I'm wishin' we could travel on Stay with me baby Any less than an hour You be leavin' me lonely too long (CHORUS) (CHORUS) This time, it's what we believe is true And whether you believe I'm in love with you I gotta be sure that you say what you mean Is it only a dream to a teenage queen And you define the dream you're after Make it come true Will it be happy ever after Will it be happy ever after For me and you

Did She Say (Remix)

JAGGED EDGE "Jagged Little Thrill"
(feat. Lil' Bow Wow, JD, & Da Brat) (Oh shit!) So So to the Def, JE, Bow Wow Six in the mornin', mom's at my door Airport's all wired, cause the kid should flow Got an interview to do I ain't tryin' to be late But I can't leave the house Without my Funk Flex tape You know me AKA little cold crush Keep it hoppin' like a 6-4 juiced up Keep it poppin' from The Tunnel to the plush So So Def, yeah that's us [JE] Tell me how can you Believe everything you hear She ain't telling you Cause she really wants to be here with me And she would do anything to get with me So please, don't believe a thing that she says to you Did she say that she, that she be calling me baby When she told you I was no good And how all the time she tried to give it to me Did she say that she wanted me Did she say Ain't the first time that she stabbed you in your back Open up your eyes and see A real friend wouldn't do that Cause you need to sit her down and let her know You can't mess up a good thing so go I just wanna know one thing, baby did she say She said I want your man Making all sorts of plans Trying to get me away from you And as soon as you're gone She's tryin' to get it on Baby don't you listen to what she say [JD (Brat)] We don't stop (For what) Yo uh Now when my pager go... Who you think that is My bitch, no your bitch see She like you, but she in love with me And how I go back and forth with da [Da Brat] B-R-A-T, when the two way vibrate It's your nigga that's tryna come up on a hot date To get next to Chante Face it, he only fucked you cause he was wasted And now he want a replacement [JD] Basically your listening to the hottest fam Since the Jackson 5 We don't run outside, we hit the middle with the dive Playa ice and the tweny inches on the ride Playa when you see me [Da Brat (JD)] You see me, same thing, same way Radio, TV, up in your face It's us that digustingly bust and come up (With our head out the window screaming) We don't give a fuck (Meet us dead in the bed) Till the shit blow up [Funkmaster Flex] Yeah shout to Big Kap, Alcatraz Cipher Sounds, Johnny Walker Ray DJ Keori, Mister Cee DJ Scratch and DJ Twinz

Ready For War

Drag-on "Opposite Of H20"
[Styles Paniro] Yo, yo I could keep my eyes closed, still reading the signs Young niggas think they hungry then you feed em a nine Might kidnap they ass start feedin em swine So I don't feel bad when I gut em like a pig Beat him down, stomp him out, cut him like he big You hear the attitude I say fuck being humble You act like a animal you stuck in the jungle Niggas don't care if I'm poor or rich So I don't care about these niggas and the law and shit And I'll probably get shot for being a wild nigga You'll probably get shot for being a foul nigga Let's talk about slugs and the drugs we deal Boys fight, men kill, get they money and chill Real recognize real I aint sayin a word Doin 80 in the M that means I'm stayin in third With a bitch playin shottie AK in the third [Sheek Louch] Don't worry bout what I make worry 'bout can you escape Cuz when I bust my guns bring more action than roll take Nickel your hallway, I got aim from far Y'all can't see me like the tints on the president's car I know niggas don't like me and my friends wanna flip That's why I'm on some extra all about Sheek shit Your money, Sheek shit, your bitch, Sheek shit Only thing I'm gonna share is these bullets here Bitch ass that's for frontin now don't say I never gave you nothin I'm greedy, go head, don't say I never saved you somethin Pack gun nigga but don't want no stack I drink straight liquor til I forget where I'm at I don't play no games nigga, drugs my 'cupation In a building hustlin that's Sheek's play station Motherfuckers wanna ride by and ice grill Change that to ice dick, show me motherfucker that you can kill HOOK: Styles Paniro 17 shots in a clip, 28 grams in an ounce Everybody bounce, 26 inch hues on a truck 36 O's in a key, everybody ree Murder One felons with the glocks, 24 hours on the block Bodies gettin dropped, 5000 niggas actin live 5000 niggas gotta die, everybody better ride [Jadakiss] Y'all niggas better find out who's your man It don't work in the hood you could fool your fans Few bullets in your jeans soon to ruin your plans Then I show up at the wake and boo-hoo at your fam If you like me you never'll fail Live by the three rules you make it, or be dead or in jail And I aint really got much but I'm up on cats And Kiss don't just spit I throw up on tracks Double R now bitch you see the princess cut I'm in a 2000 big boy the tense is up Y'all niggas is soft, catch me with the semi Underneath the Fendi, sweater, skully, and scarf Make sure you don't say nothing to Jay And keep your dirt, I don't smoke nothin but hays I'ma do this the old way get it while I can get it As much as I can get then I'ma go my own way [Drag-On] Ayo I keep my guns like laundry I dump a load, make niggas fold, watch em die, and let em drip dry Gon spill pints from niggas, my rapid fire put niggas in black attire Stuffed in the hearse, then dumped in the dirt I live eternal, cuz if Drag pass away I'ma come back with wraps on my face, blastin an eighth February 8th, that's the day You better cop like it's crack, or get masking taped til you suffocate Bitches, y'all gettin your feelings hurt 2000 I aint fuckin no more, I'm makin bitches jerk til I squirt All my bitches work, like upside down from the poles Lift that skirt, give this dick what it's worth Double R, see the icicles on the chest Hungry niggas come snatchin, I throw bullets run catch em Ruff Ryder scene Drag the fire But we could take it swingin them irons til the bangs is flyin HOOK 2X

Chyna Girl

(Verse 1) Lies on my breath, I am drowning in my dread The wind is getting strong The wind is getting stronger… There's no second chance When the devils make you dance The sky is getting dark The sky is getting dark (Chorus) Can't you see, can't you see We were never meant to be It's no secret That I'm your Chyna Girl… Don't you know, don't you know That it's time for me to go It's no secret That I'm your Chyna Girl… (Verse 2) No turning back No questions left to ask The tide is getting high The tide is getting higher I'm not afraid I decided on this fate It's time to face the storm It's time to face the storm (Repeat Chorus) (Bridge) You live you learn And right now my scarlet letter burns But I won't hide I'll face what's mine (Repeat Verse 1, Repeat Chorus

It's All About The Benjam

P. DIDDY "No Way Out"
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah Uhh, uh-huh, yeah It's all about the Benjamins baby Uhh, uh-huh, yeah It's all about the Benjamins baby Goodfellas, uhh Verse One: Puff Daddy Now... what y'all wanna do Wanna be ballers Shot-callers Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers On the low from the Jake in the Taurus Tryin to get my hands on some Grants like Horace Yeah livin the raw deal, three course meals Spaghetti, fettucini, and veal But still, everything's real in the field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for tryin to bury seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard on your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word Swimmin in women wit they own condominiums Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums It's all about the Benjamins, what I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts Five carats on my hands wit the cuts And swim in European figures Fuck bein a broke nigga Verse Two: Jadakiss (overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy) I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga Drinkin malt liquor, drivin a Bro' Vega I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uhh) Rockin Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon) Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin Cristals Freakin the three-quarter reptiles (ahahah) Enormous cream, forrest green -- Benz jeep for my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right) We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you You should do what we do, stack chips like *Hebrews* Don't let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh) Cause I leave you, I'm only here for that green paper which the eagle Verse Three: Sheek I'm strictly tryin to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (whoo!) Mienda, with cash flowin like Sosa And the latin chick tranportin in the chocha Stampedin over, pop Mo's, never sober Lex and Range Rovers dealin weight by Minnesota (uhh) Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh) Stash in the buildin wit this chick named Alona (uh-huh) from Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her (uh-huh) But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants (ahahaha) Trickin, they takin me skiing, at the Aspens (c'mon) Uhh, gangsta mental, stay poppin Cristal Pack a black pist-al in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown (whoo!) Pinky-ringin, gondolas wit the man singin Italian music down the river wit your chick clingin to my bizzalls, player you mad false Actin hard when you as pussy as RuPaul Interlude: Puff Daddy C'mon, c'mon, uh-huh It's all about the Benjamins baby Uh-huh, yeah (repeat 4X) It's all about the Benjamins baby Now, what y'all wanna do It's all about the Benjamins baby Wanna be ballers, shot-callers It's all about the Benjamins baby Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers It's all about the Benjamins baby On the low from the Jake in the Taurus Verse Four: Lil' Kim (overlaps last two lines of interlude) Uhh, uhh, what the blood clot Wanna bumble wit the Bee hahh BZZZZT, throw a hex on a whole family (yeah, yeah yeah) Dressed in all black like the Oman (say what) Have your friends singin 'This is for my homey' (that's right) And you know me, from makin niggaz so sick Floss in my 6 with the Lex on the wrist If it's Murder, you know She Wrote it (uh-huh) German Luger for your ass bitch, deep throated Know you wanna fill the room cause it's platinum coated Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick All that bullshit you kick, playa hatin from the sideline Get your own shit, why you ridin mine (uh-huh) I'm, a Goodfella kinda lady Stash 380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby! Only female in my crew, and I kick shit like a nigga do, with a trigga too, fuck you (Big: Yeah, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh!) Verse Five: Notorious B.I.G. I been had skills, Cristal spills Hide bills in Brazil, about a mil to ice grill Make it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin me in my asshole, uhhh, undercover, Donni Brascoe Lent my East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh) My West coast shorty, push the chrome 740 Rockin Redman and Naughty, all in my kitty-kat Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her titties at And I'm livin that, whole life, we push weight (uh-huh) Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State (c'mon) Listen close it's Francis, the Praying Mantis Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right hand grip on the whip, for the smooth getaway Playa haters get away or my lead will spray Squeeze off til I'm empty, don't tempt me Only, to Hell I send thee, all about the Benji's What Outro: Puff Daddy It's all about the Benjamins baby Uh-huh, yeah (repeat 8X)

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