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JUVENILE lyrics - Project English

Be Gone

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Feat. Big Tymers [Chorus ­ 3x] (Sung) Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone Why don't cha get the hell on out the do' [Mannie Fresh] He told me number three was cheap Wit a chick, wit a stick, yeah them girls be freakin' Checkin' in motels every other weekend Say brah ­ I can't picture lil' one eatin' Boy you ain't know ­ fo' sho' she creepin' While she been tellin' me dog, she goin' to meetings Meeting Kitty wit her mouth That's what yo' chick 'bout Man, pass me my asthma pump, put lil' one out Sometimes I be likin' ­ when seenin' chicks dykin' Pissin' on each other, mud wrestling, and fightin' Hair everywhere, sratchin' and bitin' Pass me my asthma pump again man, this shit exciting I be like, let's get jumped like a game of checkers And I done cheat more chicks, than Nelly sold records E.I, C.I, turn a chick out Then give it to another chick and leave it up in her mouth [Chorus ­ 2x] (Sung) Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone Why don't cha get the hell on out the do' [Baby] There's a story about a bitch named Sally A hot girl, lived in that rat-hoe alley She stayed sharp, stayed rockin' Balance And a fat pussy, laid down in the Cadi' Back of the seat or back of the Palace I'm a Hot Boy ­ it really don't matter My brother K.C plays them tellers That'll jump off, hit a stepper, whatever Michael Kipper, James Peter got a big better Dick gotta a bitch in Miami ­ a dick-sweater Like Delores from A.T.L, The Freak of the Week She did me, Slim, Joe, and Tiki I don't care, bitch just ride Shake yo' pussy, and shake yo' thigh Get yo' hat, get yo' coat, it's time to ride Baby girl lookin' at me like she surprise [Chorus ­ 2x] (Sung) Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone Why don't cha get the hell on out the do' [Mannie Fresh] Let me tell you about another one of my lovers I caught the ignorant chick pokin' holes in rubbers Talkin' 'bout she late, sorry no wait Girl you fucked me, Mike Tyson, and O.J [Baby] These hoes be pullin' they raw tactics Baby makin' and jaw-jackin' Mami suck dick like a lowrider Ooh-wee, don't stop her [Mannie Fresh] Thinkin' that I'ma claim that baby Girl you coo-coo, stupid, dumb, and crazy His eyes green, and his hair wavy Thought you had me huh?, got me, playin' me [Baby] She movin' like a nigga hittin' switches But I bet I'd hit that old shitty She a popper, H.G non-stopper She from Uptown, baby girl don't knock her [Chorus ­ till end] (Sung) Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone Why don't cha get the hell on out the do' [Mannie Fresh ­ over chorus] (Talking) Nah shawty, don't cry now Get them old ass iron skates you left up under the bed And them old ass pro cases that you had, and all them beta tapes And get your old ass beeper You know that beeper that look like a garage opener The one that you had, get that shit up out my drawer and get on out of here Yeah you got to leave, got to go Get that rat coat, that old ass coat that you said was a mink Shit ain't nothin' but a big ass nutria rat Oh yeah, and get your cell phone That big ass cell phone wit the car battery hooked up to it The one that be causin' Cancer, you know that big ass football you wear on your face, hurtin' and shit Get your old ass cell phone And get them Chic Jeans, that Jamaica Joe shirt, and them Hearochees that yo' ass was wearing when you came here And them big fake ass Salt-N-Peppa earrings You know them earrings Salt-N-Peppa had in the 80's You better get them bitches up outta here too And get them footy socks, the ones wit the balls in the back That's yours too, you need to get that, get on outta here You know what i'm sayin', I use to love you, I don't love you no more Don't like you no more, none of that, you know what I'm sayin' And get your Cutlass keys Get your old ass Cutlass, the one that we parked off the block You know what I'm sayin', 'cause I didn't want it in my driveway 'cause it was leakin' oil Get your old ass Cutlass key's and get in your Cutlass and ride out Yeah, you hood roach, you ain't even a rat, you a roach Yeah!

One On One

MC LYTE "Bad As I Wanna B"
w/ featuring Xscape B-boy, where the f-- you at I've been looking for your ass since a quarter past Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supper Before I make you suffer, that's when you had enough'o Can I get hot when you hit the jack pot Surely I can if you're the man I get luscio' n' produce lots of amounts of juice Can you get used to that or do you need a boost Of energy to enter me and get it on You're getting warm I can feel you getting closer Now baby down, that's my mosser You better believe It's time to get the toast of the woman of the decade Too bad to be played, get vexing I'm bound to throw shades all over your body Whose body, your body I can rock a party like nobody Leave in time and take home the loot Choosy about who I let knock my boot Now let me take a sight to your love in a light Life ain't all that 'nless you're doing it right 1-Keep on keep-keepin' on Cause you came and you changed my world Your love's so brand new Keep on keep-keepin' on Doing it right right right Beware of the stare when I step in the piece I'm coming peace, but I got shit in need to be released Now who from the chosen shall I choose Yeah, now you wish you was in his shoes I found me a new nigger this year that knows how to handle this here Now I look forward to going home at night Brother does me right under the candlelight Racks upon my back, can I handle all of that Oh yes, I can, can I, why not if I wanna, yes I can can More honey than a Bumble bee-hop Pulling sixty nine ways out my o-cop Sweet like liqour and sugar from my burger Juicy like Hassey or Vernassee I got the shit to make your ass right at back, check Cause like I said I ain't afraid of the sweat Beat on my drum if you feel the need to As I proceed to open up and feed you I got along and I put you way you wanna be ven aqui and I get rid of all company (repeat 1) Many have tried to strict regulations lazy motherf-- get put on probation Those that didn't perform well, they gets no ends when they ringa-ring my bell You're playing with my time Trying to jerk me, hurt me then desert me You better work me while you got the opportunity To be in the mist of the L-Y-T-E Only the strong survive, only the wise excel Went sad bummer born in hell Only the lonely die slowly Left all alone trying to control me Eazy-duz-it never asked how was it Never speak my info of my sheet in the street Cause that ain't cool and that ain't cute To talk about who knocked a boot on a video shoot But it's all good though You gotta get it when you're born inside You pray, make your moving Hype up on it, it's natural Never be ashamed, f-- the fame get the name and kick the game (rpt 1, 1, 1..)

She Don't Know My Name

NELLY "Suit"
[Ron Isley] HOOO! Hooooooo Well well well.. yeahhhh [Chorus: R. Isley] There's this girl, AND, I see her every day But she don't know me (she don't know my name) And it ain't all that strange to me Cause I know hers, AND, it won't be long 'til she's convinced that I'm her man The one that's gon' take her away [Nelly] Yo, yo, yo Hey yo it's three in the mornin and the party's still goin Bass still knockin, +Pimp Juice+ still flowin 'Tics in the back, you can smell the chronic blowin I got girls all around, I got my Hef' game goin Baby girl right but her partner got ass Baby girl left but her partner got ass She got 'em stuffed in them boy shorts covered up with lil' hearts Her partner got 'em laced, cut right below the waist You can tell they got taste by they ensemble One like to salsa, the other the mambo Why settle for one when I can have the combo? Why do Cancun when I can go to Cabo? They like to work out, and I ain't talkin Tae*Bo They like fast cars, I ain't talkin Volvos They both are the devil but they like it diablo Don't worry got it covered just listen to Ronald [Chorus] [Snoop Dogg] Hmm, she say them suckers agitate her, told her I'm a regulator Man I wanna lay down witcha, maybe we can do it later I ain't got no time to waste, another move I got to make Cold thang, she ain't even know my nizzame (damn) I didn't even have to say it, baby wanna stop and play it Rewind that, pop and grind that You'll find that, a woman like yourself can't keep cumin by yourself Get in where you fit in, now enjoy yourself Cute brightskin brownskin take me to the mountain Get you wet like a fountain Then get your counselin, have a seat have a drink have a toke It's a +Doggy Dogg World+, you can have whatever you want ... or whatever you need, all you got to do it follow my lead Take my hand, and roll with me And live it up, with a D-O-double-G, lavishly [Chorus] [Ron Isley] Hey girl, what's yo' fantasy? Can I take you home? I want you here with me Ooh girl you blow my mind, I want to be yo' freak Let me take you there, to that ecstasy, hoo Oooooooooooh ba-by, ba-by Gotta get you home with me tonight Oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhh, what's your name? What's your name? Gotta get you home with me tonight dear [Chorus w/ ad libs] [R. Isley ad libs to fade]

Seperate

A TRIBE CALLED QUEST "Beats Rhymes Life"
Verse Sometimes men and women look at themselves and see bliss Through experience we tend to exist That's through our past or our caretakers The instance is in particular, so you need to recognize that if you take all this away and look at us at the end of the day we stand great among creation So baby take these words as a little inspiration While I kick this shit get your ass motivation MCs, you're walking a thin line Get in your ranks and tighten up as we walk through mines and plus vipers, phony rhymers and biters Money-grubbers, beat-dubbers amongst a whole host of others Who be fakin', fraudulatin' Waitin' for your bacon They be takin' and skatin' while you sit contemplatin' Who's your peoples Well let me tell you somethin' now paw We're livin' a world that's R-A-double-raw It's crazy but it's true, go for delly is the law and if you cross the path then you dangerin' your jaw And if you Glass Joe, don't go toe-for-toe Yo all we wanna do is our thing and lay low So brothers hold your heads high when you get down Don't violate these women cuz we need them around It's all of us together, not the one without the other The Abstract is ill, word to mother. Chorus We got to do our do, not separate, together Got to move on through, not separate, together Got to do our do, not separate, together Got to move on through, not separate, together Yo, we got some problems baby People stressed out, check it But we can make it Sugar Keep it light and I say move on through separate not together but together Not separate, that's how we got to do it, check it on out Bust it, yo... Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Options

LUKE JAMES "Luke James"
I'm a man of simple knowledge She's a woman that's prone to violence It used to be something beautiful Red flags, regardless And love used to be our vehicle But now there's too much mileage So please forgive me Cause I never meant to hurt your daughter But on the real (iisshhh) She's using everything you taught her And this lyric is a miracle And a blessing, and a problem This lyric is a miracle And a blessing, and a problem And all I'm tryna say is we got options Baby, all I'm saying is we got options Red or green So what's gon' be? Cause I never been a fan of running Let's fight the pain, but baby, we'll see But you could never see the future coming (So, so) Girl, I'm just thinking about our options Girl, I'm just thinking about our options Hold on So far gone, I'm barely breathing She's holding on, guess she's got her reasons It really hurts to see what we've become And that's why I'm leaving Betrayed all the good we've ever done in one single evening So please forgive me Cause I'd never wanna hurt my daughter But all the real ache, (you) You hurt more than I thought you could And this lyric is a miracle And a blessing, not a problem This lyric is a miracle And a blessing, not a problem I can't believe I said that we had options I never should've said we had options Red or green, so what's it gonna be Cause I never been fan of running That's right the pain, but baby, we'll see But you could never see the future coming [Rick Ross:] (Aye Luke let me talk to her) Started out a college girl, now she in the model world Screaming she gon' make her way Rocking all kinda fur Her friends wanna see her fail, but she got a mind made Cool she an outcast, big boy he a Andre Talking bout myself though, heard that I was self-centered Apologies to my ex, on to the next sentence My nuance one say I'm like that, parties at the spotlight Heels out of LA, we lit up at the nighttime Life is shorter than a flick, maybe we should make a scene All positions came through, mean you rate it A to Z Hangin' from the shower rod, maybe we can skip that But you know that's how I come Fat boy always with that Untouchable my clique is Money long as my dick is Shawty handle her business, she the realest Hundred stacks of Bel-Air Black bottle, black mail You lookin' at who run the city Luke James run it with me So maybe taking life is not an option, (oh no) Maybe taking life is not an option, (oh no no baby) Red or green, so what's it gonna be Cause I never been fan of running, (no no) That's right, but baby, we'll see But you could never see the future coming Girl, I'm just thinking about our options

Cater 2 U

DESTINY'S CHILD "Destiny Fulfilled"
[Verse 1 Beyonce] Baby I See You Working Hard I Want To Let You Know I'm Proud, Let You Know That I Admire What You Do The More If I Need To Reassure You, My Life Would Be Purposeless Without You (Yeah) If I Want It (Got It) When I Ask You (You Provide It) You Inspire Me To Be Better You Challenge Me For The Better Sit Back And Let Me Pour Out My Love Letter Let Me Help You Take Off Your Shoes Untie You Shoestrings Take Off Your Cufflinks (Yeah) What You Want To Eat Boo? (Yeah) Let Me Feed You Let Me Run Your Bathwater Whatever You Desire, I'll Aspire Sing You A Song Turn My Game On I'll Brush Your Hair Help Put Your Do Rag On Want A Foot Rub? (Yeah) You Want A Manicure? Baby I'm Yours I Want To Cater To You Boy [Chorus] Let Me Cater To You Cause Baby This Is Your Day Do Anything For My Man Baby You Blow Me Away I Got Your Slippers, Your Dinner, Your Dessert, And So Much More Anything You Want Just Let Me Cater To You Inspire Me From The Heart, Can't Nothing Tear Us Apart You're All That I Want In A Man; I Put My Life In Your Hands I Got Your Slippers, Your Dinner, Your Dessert, And So Much More Anything You Want, I Want To Cater To You [Verse 2 Kelly] Baby I'm Happy You're Home, Let Me Hold You In My Arms I Just Want To Take The Stress Away From You Making Sure That I'm Doing My Part (Oh) Boy Is There Something You Need Me To Do (Oh) If You Want It (I Got It) Say The Word (I Will Try It) I Know Whatever I'm Not Fulfilling (Oh) Another Woman Is Willing (Oh) I'm Going To Fulfill Your Mind, Body, And Spirit I Promise You (Promise You) I'll Keep Myself Up (Oh) Remain The Same Chick (Yeah) You Fell In Love With (Yeah) I'll Keep It Tight, I'll Keep My Figure Right I'll Keep My Hair Fixed,Stay Rocking The Hottest Outfits When You Come Home Late Tap Me On My Shoulder, I'll Roll Over Baby I Heard You, I'm Here To Serve You (I'm Lovin It, I'm Lovin It) If It's Love You Need, To Give It Is My Joy All I Want To Do, Is Cater To You Boy [Chorus] [Bridge Michelle] I Want To Give You My Breath, My Strength, My Will To Be Here That's The Least I Can Do, Let Me Cater To You Through The Good (Good) The Bad (Through The Bad) The Ups And Downs (Ups And Downs) I'll Still Be Here For You Let Me Cater To You Cause You're Beautiful (You're Beautiful) I Love The Way You Are (You Are) Fulfill Your Every Desire (Desire) Your Wish Is My Command (Command) I Want To Cater To My Man Your Heart (Your Heart) So Pure Your Love Shines Through(Shines Through) The Darkness We'll Get Through (So Much) So Much Of Me Is You (Is You) I Want To Cater To My Man [Chorus Out]

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