JAHEIM lyrics - The Makings Of A Man

Roster

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Your number one one one Your number one on my roster Oh baby don't you know you are (you are) [Verse 1:] The kind that doesn't mind to spend the time And gets good love from me And doesn't make demands and understands that I need room to breathe Her famous name and crazy ghetto love making she's a freak She's knows I like to switch it up With different flavors of the week But she hates it when she's on the bench Cause she play to win She wants the ring She wants everything She's the center of my team so I guard her heart Let's just keep it moving forward and you'll always start [Hook:] You play your position well And it aint hard to tell That you're the number one on my roster Winning player with a winning team My line up is mean but you're still the number one on my roster [Verse 2:] The kind that likes to shop expensive things Her style is so unique She qualifies free agency but she chose to play for me And I can trust her in the clutch ANd all the time she's all I need And no I never said this to you girl You're my MVP She hates it when she's on the bench Cause she plays to win She wants the ring She wants everything She's the center of my team so I guard her heart Let's just keep it moving forward and you'll always start [Hook:] You play your position well And it aint hard to tell That you're the number one on my roster Winning player with a winning team My line up is mean but you're still the number one on my roster [Bridge:] The game's been good to me She's my lucky number 23 And I think it might be time to retire your jersey No more team second string It's time for some one on one It's safe to say my player days are done [Hook:] You play your position well And it aint hard to tell That you're the number one on my roster Winning player with a winning team My line up is mean but you're still the number one on my roster

Asbury Nights

Kickback
First thing in the morning He's staring at the ceiling He notices the longing And then remembers something good He remembers that there's coffee And they were winning one to nothing On his way he'll get a copy Of the Herald for the scores At the diner he always sits at the counter Just like one of the regulars So he don't seem so alone Well they lost in eleven innings And now they're talking about trading Still he won't bet on them winning He won't be taken in again And when the waitress comes his way They talk a little more everyday In his head he starts the play-by-play As if he knows how it will end He's a sports fan, a sucker for the home team When you win it's for the whole team When you lose you're just one man This used to be his favorite season Till she left without a reason Now he thinks he learned his lesson Until the night time comes And when the stars are hanging low He'll turn on the AM radio He can get as far as Chicago But the Cubs are really no escape He's a sports fan, a sucker for the home team When you win it's for the whole team When you lose you're just one man And from the beginning Every one taught him that winning Really wasn't everything But no one told him why Now he's a sports fan He's a reluctant believer Sometimes you go with the reliever Sometimes you sacrifice a fly He's a sports fan, a sucker for the home team When you win it's for the whole team When you lose you're just one man You take it like a man

A Game For All Season

Brettell
Tahiti play, once a year, And usually against Paris, And we always win, every time. Is there nothing we can do. With Simon in goal no one can score, and Lee scoring all the goals, There's no team that will beat us, Except for Grimsby Town. There's no way the Samm, Will sponsor our team, for pitta and chips a season. To get away from the stress, Of coursework, We have our team to deal with. We either manage them, Or play for them, We always do our best. When its cold outside, we stay in, And do ‘Team Talk' Sunday League is the best thing, On the Internet, We always talk about it, In Robin Stones lesson.

Basketball

Kurtis Blow "Best Of Kurtis Blow"
Chours: They're playing Basketball We love that Basketball They're playing Basketball We love that Basketball (Now rapping Basketball Number 1 Kurtis Blow) Basketball is my favorite sport I like the way they dribble up and down the court Just like I'm the King on the microphone so is Dr. J and Moses Malone I like Slam dunks take me to the hoop My favorite play is the alley oop I like the pick-and-roll, I like the give-and-go, Cause it's Basketball, uh, Mister Kurtis Blow, Chours I used to go to dinner, and then take the girl, To see Tiny play against Earl The Pearl, And Wilt, Big O, and Jerry West, To play Basketball at it's very best, Basketball has always been my thing, I like Magic, Bird, and Bernard King, And number 33, my man Kareem, Is the center on my starting team, (To the hoop, ya'll, Watch out, Watch out In yo' face, now here comes the rest) Clyde, Rick Barry, and Pistol Pete, Now these players, could never be beat, Isiah, and Iceman too, Just give 'em the ball, and then you talk up too, Dantley and Wilkins are on the scene, And Ralph Sampson is really mean, Bill Russell didn't take no junk, and Darryl Dawkins got a monster dunk, Tell me, were you in the joint?, The night Wilt scored 100 points, Or when Celtics won titles back-to-back, And didn't give nobody, no kind of slack, Or when Dr. J shook the whole damn team, With moves that came right out of a dream, Or when, Willis Reed stood so tall, Playing D with desire, it's Basketball, Chorus

Down By The Riverside And When The Saints Come Mar

ELVIS PRESLEY
Let's snap our fingers clap our hands Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside Let's give 'em what the song demands Down by the riverside, down by the riverside We'll hear them playing keep that beat Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside Let's get together what a treat Down by the riverside, down by the riverside Strike up the band, start the parade Don't let that grand old rhythm fade Just play that drum, play that number When the saints come marchin' in Shake tambourines, play that cornet Crank up that horn you won't forget Your heart will hum to that number When the saints come marchin' in The cymbals clang, just pound that beat Sounds like a hundred marching feet It's fun to join in that number When the saints come marchin' in See banners wave, oh hear that ring We all feel prouder than a king 'Cause everyone, everyone loves that number When the saints come marchin' in

Lucky In Love

MICK JAGGER "She's The Boss"
A betting fool, a gambling man No sooner up you're down again Mama said you won't get hurt Don't play the cards, you won't get burned But there's a place where I still win But there's no money in this thing The game of hearts puts me in spades The only game I got it made Oh, I'm lucky in love! Yes, I've got the winning touch Lucky in love! Suddenly, I'm dangerous I'm betting on a filly down at the track A natural-born winner, that's a fact A hundred yards from the winning post The horse fell down, must seen a ghost But there's a place where I still win That is still my sure-fire thing I will play the jack of spades You play the queen, I'll play the knave Oh, I'm lucky in love! Yes, I've got the winning touch Lucky in love!! Suddenly, I'm dangerous I know it's a mystery when the numbers come up 'Cause mathematics is Greek to me But I'm lucky, I'm lucky, I'm lucky in love Yeah, Las Vegas at night at the roulette wheel Yeah, Monte Carlo try to cut a deal Atlantic City, I lose at craps Back in London try to win in back And late at night I lay in bed With a pistol to my head Swear I couldn't take no more And in she walks right through my door Oh, I'm lucky in love! When I think I've had enough Lucky in love! Yes, I've got the winning touch Suddenly, I'm dangerous Yes I'm lucky, Yes I'm lucky Yes I'm lucky, yes I'm lucky Yes I'm lucky, yes I'm lucky Lucky with the ladies Thank God for the ladies Otherwise, I'd go, I'd go crazy How about a line of credit For say, ten thousand dollars? Eighteen on the red Put me, put me home to bed Yes I'm lucky, yes I'm lucky Yes I'm lucky, yes I'm lucky Yes I'm lucky, yes I'm lucky Lucky with the ladies I'm sitting here with a full house I just can't believe I'll lose out on this Okay! Okay! Your ten thousand and ten thousand more You want to raise me, you want to raise me? How about this? Twenty thousand and twenty thousand more Okay! You want to see me? Well I got, I got a full house What's that? A royal flush? Well, ain't that a bust, I'm broke!

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