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Do It For Me (DIFM)

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I got a problem With the girls that I like to find. Thinkin' it fly Like they know Too much Dancin' round the Truth like it Can't be tied For a moment I thought I had you Déjá Vu Déjá Déjá Déjá Déjá Vu Déjá Déjá Déjá Déjá Vu Whatchu doin' in a place like this? With a smile like that If I pull you in Would you fall right back? Tell me that You'd do it for me (Would you do it for me?) Ohh Do it for me Would you do it for me? Do it for me [x3] Yeah, yeah, yeah Do it for me [x3] Yeah, yeah, yeah Do it for me I got a problem with The girls that I like to find. M,m,m Okay We're simply staring at Each other, It's getting old Some people think it's Time to pack your bags And hit the road, No more butterflies in My stomach that used To flutter, But girl you know, I'd still do it for you I just wanna know Would you do it for me? Only time's gonna show They say that love's blind But the blinds don't fold. So the mornin' sun shine Through that open window, Through the same damn Place that our love Got thrown If only you were with me I could show you Everything that I've Learned. I still see you every Corner I turn It's got me goin' Berzerk I try to get my mind off You, other girls didn't work Thinkin' of you messin' Around It put me straight in the dirt Mentally, that is. If it's meant to be then when? When is there a sign from God? How much deeper should I get? Questions on questions. Is it worth it? Am I really in- Love as they call it? Or can I handle this While gettin' big? Damn, But you can't dwell On the past cuz Good things tend to Pop up and dash My life is movin' too Fast I can't even take my Foot off the gas Who the fu- is that? I gotta ask Whatchu doin' in a place like this? With a smile like that If I pull you in Would you fall right back? Tell me that You'd do it for me (Would you do it for me?) Ohh Do it for me Would you do it for me? Do it for me [x3] Yeah, yeah, yeah Do it for me [x3] Yeah, yeah, yeah Would you do it for me? [x3]

Holding You

DRU HILL "Enter The Dru"
Damn (Check it out) I can't remember why we fell apart Or even how the arguments all start I got this crazy thought running through my head Mmmm, you keep insisting on convincing me that nothing's changed And keep on telling me I'm trippin' but it's not a game Cuz something's different when I'm in it, it don't feel the same I keep on picturing another nigga been hold-n-you [1] - I feel somebody's been touch-n-you In fact I know somebody's been kissin' you Do you wanna tell me who's been love-n-you , love-n-you Hold-n-you, I don't know why I been trusting you Only did what I'm supposed to do I don't know how I been such a fool for love-n-you It never really mattered too much to me I guess I was too blind and I could not see The message in the words that I heard you say Hmmm, that you're unhappy and you think you need some time away These things just happen but I know they don't happen that way I try and understand because I love you But I keep on thinking that another nigga been hold-n-you (Check it out , check it out) [Jazz]: C'mon, pick up the phone, Shelly [Shelly]: Hello [Jazz]: Yeah whatchu doin [Shelly]: Sittin here thinking 'bout you boo [Jazz]: Oh, yeah Did you think about me when you was with your girlfriends creepin [Shelly]: What [Jazz]: And you was at the club straight freaking [Shelly]: That wasn't me [Jazz]: What am I suppose to do Tell me how could you be thinking 'bout me I saw him in the bedroom baby [Shelly]: Whatever [Jazz]: I'm looking through the window, don't you play me [Shelly]: Hold up! Where you at [Jazz]: Baby won't you tell the truth [Shelly]: I am [Jazz]: Cuz I ain't trippin' and I know that nigga been hold-n-you [Repeat 1] Why, why, why, tell me why, why Whoa why, why, why, why, why Tell me why, why, why Holding you babe Yeah, shouldn'ta been trustin' you, yeah Whoa, I was your fool, yes I was Yes I was, yeah, oh I won't be your fool no more No more baby Oh, yeah (Check it out, check it out)

My Main Roni

ALICIA KEYS
(talking) My main gul ain't that some shit. i ain't wit it Niggas ain't shit bitches ain't either all that falling in love and all that it don't work it ain't never work Adam and Eve couldn't even be tru to each other so how you expect me and another shawty... i ain't lying, i ain't lying (smoke) i ain't gon lie i admit i just wanted to fuck some get cha, split cha,hit cha, and trick you to suck some love ya and leave ya like Tina and Rick James but i fell for ya jazzy, classy and trick games you in the processs, i'm just trying to get cha naked not slip the bullet see and plus that you should be respected never neglected i gave you my all and all i bought you jewelry, nails, hairdo's and all your draws i called and called straight bug-a booin fa real that's when i knew this never imagined love for you was trill making love was like heaven right here on yo couch beating and digging each morning (smoke don't stop) my wife damn right and proud to say it my lady, i can trust i done finally made it my main thang, my shawty, my ole' lady took conversation with my hommies dis ho crazy dis hoe think we be going on trips and fucking groupie hoes and i be lying when i say i'm at the studio listening to he said and she said so she went and cheated she be giving me head and him too. heard you be caking him and callling him boo i want back my pink ice rings and Tim boots and you can get back all this shit you bought me you fooled me had me thinking you was my shawty,shawty caught her fucked up can't say shit so keep ya trap shut knowing ya wrong on my phone and i know when i tapped. chorus-- you was my main roni got all ya game from me but then you changed on me i i i never would've thought that you was cheating on me cuz you got game from me shiny diamond rings from me but then you changed on me i i i never would've thought that you was cheating on me knew it was plain for me but now it's plain to see you not tha dame for me i i i never would've thought that you were cheating on me cuz you put shame on me left me to hang roni love'll never be the same for me i i i never would've thought that you were cheating on me yeah yeah yeah back in the day when i thought about us gurl i thought about marriage me, you and new crib kids and a carriage thought everthing was all good all gravy you was my hope and i was yo bo grady fa real i loveded you so much my damn dick got hard thinking about yo touch you were sweeter than candy and had a pussy print that look like a midget man standin in ya panties fine muthafucker thick thighs and bo leggs thought you was a queen hell yeah i broke bread for slow sex and mo head than a asprin lately huff'n puff'n bus'n nuts gaspin fa air grabbing ya hair you booted over never reaching the bed legs spread on the sofa gave you my time and money that's all i had i ain't ask you for shit but you gave me crabs yeah i heard you was fuckin' and suckin' my boy dennis (shawn let me explain) wait a minute let me finish while i be at the job working bus'n my ass you be sneaking and creeping the streets fucking for cash i can't believe this shit girl i loveded you now i wish i wouldn't even fuck with you you can use the phone you better call tyrone pack ya shit and be gone when i come back home chorus 2x's (ad libs) never be tha same never be tha same yeah

You're All I Need (All That I Need Remix)

METHOD MAN "Tical 2000 Judgementday"
[Intro: Method Man] Rugged style, it's enough to make a hardrock smile Ha ha ha, cheeba cheeba y'all Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stop Yeah yeah, cootie in the chair Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stop Yeah yeah, cootie in the -- check Tical [Chorus: Mary J. Blige (sample: Notorious B.I.G.)] You're all, I need (Lie together, cry together, I swear to God I hope we fuckin die together) to get by, ahhhhh You're all, I need (Lie together, cry together, I swear to God I hope we fuckin die together) to get by, ahhhhh [Verse One:] Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me For real girl, it's me in your world, believe me Nuttin make a man feel better than a woman Queen with a crown that be down for whatever There are few things that's forever, my lady We can make war or make babies Back when I was nothin You made a brother feel like he was somethin That's why I'm with you to this day boo no frontin Even when the skies were gray You would rub me on my back and say 'Baby it'll be okay' Now that's real to a brother like me baby Never ever give my cootie away and keep it tight aight And I'ma walk these dogs so we can live In a fat ass crib with thousands of kids Word life you don't need a ring to be my wife Just be there for me and I'ma make sure we Be livin in the effin lap of luxury I'm realizing that you didn't have to funk wit me But you did, now I'm going all out kid And I got mad love to give, you my nigga [Chorus 2X] [Interlude: Mary J. Blige] Like sweet morning dew I took one look at you And it was plain to see You were my destiny With you I'll spend my time I'll dedicate my life I'll sacrifice for you Dedicate my life for you [Verse Two:] I got a love jonz for your body and your skin tone Five minutes alone I'm already on the bone Plus I love the fact you got a mind of your own No need to shop around you got the good stuff at home Even if I'm locked up North you in the world Wrapped in three-fourths of cloth never showin your stuff off, boo It be true me for you that's how it is I be your Noah, you be my Wiz I'm your Mister, you my Mrs. with hugs and kisses Valentine cards and birthday wishes Please Be on another level of planning, of understanding the bond between man and woman, and child The highest elevation, cuz we above All that romance crap, just show your love [Chorus (starts during the end of verse two, repeats until end)] [Outro: Method Man] I'm sick of police Ha ha ha, cheeba cheeba y'all And you don't stop Yeah yeah, cootie in the -- Tical! Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stop Yeah yeah, cootie in the chair, Tical! Cheeba cheeba y'all, and you don't stop Yeah yeah, cootie in the chair, Tical Mary J. raw

Heard 'Em All (Remix)

AMERIE "In Love & War"
[Lil Wayne:] Le me freshen up, Ok, I just want to love every girl in the World, Take her to the moon, then take her to the room, Posted up chilling, looking how I'm feeling, It's Miss Amerie and Mr A Millie, Smelling like money, it's probably Young Money, Usain Wayne, I make her run from me, Crew neck tee, all black chuckers, Weezy F B, the girls dem lover, And if it ain't me then the girls just suffer I got the big bread so the girls just butter, And you ain't gotta love me cause the World do, And I ain't gotta do me cause ya girl do, Miss Amerie, took a lil time out, Bugatti sit so low you gotta climb out, Bring it back, bring it back, I blow your spine out, Hehe, get the handicap sign out, [Chorus:] I done heard 'em all talk 'Bout how much they want me But ain't never had nobody put it on me Get to what you're doin' cause it ain't been done to me Get to what you're doin' cause it ain't been done to me [Verse 1:] Some of them wonder What it take to be my lover First you gotta be my drummer Don't move fast You can pop tags on the Louis bags But it won't get you under my covers Ah, oh, hey, oh yeah Ah, oh, hey, oh yeah [Chorus x2] Ahh... Get to what you're doin' cause it ain't been done to me [x2] [Verse 2:] You asked me to let you explain (I done that) Same talk, same game, same thing (I done that) I need a Kingston feature That will never run when the dance floor heat up (Heat up) Ah, oh, hey, oh yeah Ah, oh, hey, oh yeah [Chorus x2] Ahh... Get to what you're doin' cause it ain't been done to me [x2] [Verse 3:] Sometimes I wanna a man to make me feel What I really need to feel But sometimes I wanted you to know what it is Cause lately what I've been gettin' Ain't so real, so real, so real [Chorus x2]

Like Smoke

AMY WINEHOUSE "Lioness: Hidden Treasures"
[Chorus: Amy Winehouse] I never wanted you to be my man I just need your company Don't want to get dependent on Your time or who you spend it on Or lose the way you love me Like smoke I hung around And be your balance [Verse Rap 1: Nas] It's not a movie This is not script to proof read I spit some untruths to dumb fools and groupies Tryna punctuate pronounciate the funds I make amounts I take Put in your face oh, my mistake you're not a floozy? Then excuse me before I talk my style Introduce me get your name and phone number like one two three Y'all know the story y'all know the commentary I kick the narrative this is legendary The good Samaritan good thespian like a polygamist With a twist will I marry again? maybe I guess I hold a lady interest I just met the love scholar She the teacher's pet Every other eve we'd meet and make each other sweat I feel triumph with no strings just a fling to have fun with I be out in London, Camden Hunting for the answers why did God take away the homie I can't stand it I'm a firm believer that we all meet up in eternity Just hope the big man show me some courtesy Why? сuz I'm deemed a heartbreaker Like smoke girls linger round a player yeah-yuh [Chorus: Amy Winehouse] [Verse Rap 2: Nas] Yo, This recession is a test, It's affecting my complexion, Miss-directing my affection My concerns of bill collections The facts is the taxes they're after me chapter 3, My property my handlers they dealt with me improperly I say some things I should probably keep privately Evaluate the World Bank trust like I'm IEG, This fly sweet bourgeoisie, Tall freak she wouldn't protest with me at Wall Street She's says no you so deep I said no let's go thru it Historically so Ruthless feds came for Joe Lewis She said my man u needs to laugh sometime Classifies me as a bore I told her have some wine You colder than penguin pussy at her dismay She's thinking that's just so silly to say But if you really think about it hussy See a penguin he drags his ass on the ground all day And it's a drag And it's a bust and you're in tune with just lust I'm thru with you after I crush So is that humorous enough The smoke I puff Tell a car to go to Aura, Funky Buddah, Whiskey Mist on Mayfair I hope I meet some Monie Loves so she can show me love NYC to UK I might stay there, Everybody in the club tonight say yeah, You know how me and Amy are straight players [Chorus: Amy Winehouse]

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