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Kool And The Gang lyrics

Misled

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Late at night, body's yearning Restless night, want to be with you Someone's playing in the garden So enticing, he's sure to take a bite I don't know what's come over me, yeah She's as heavy as a Chevy Pure excitement, misled When she touches, can't resist her I'm a puppet when she's playing She's outgoing but I love her so Misled So I'm saying now Baby baby, what's your claim to fame Got me out of bed, heard you call my name What's this crazy place you want to take me to Tell me, what's the price if I go with you My heart, my soul, my love Is it the goal? It's a thrill then I will Be misled, be for real Thought I knew her, this lady Opportunist, misled Always searching for adventure Like Pandora's box, misled And I don't know what I'm gonna do without her Baby baby, what's your claim to fame Got me out of bed, heard you call my name What's this crazy place you want to take me to Tell me, what's the price if I go with you My heart, my soul, my love Is it the goal? It's a thrill then I will Be misled, be for real I've got this feeling and it's blocking my way But I love her just the same, just the same Oh yes I do Misled, heard you call my name Misled, what's your claim to fame Misled, said I would understand Misled, with a bomb of broken venus Misled, not a word is said Misled, baby, that's your name Misled, what's what's your claim to me My heart, my soul, my love Is that goal? It's a thrill then I will Misled, won't you be fo real** Baby, baby, what's your claim to fame Got me out of bed, heard you call my name What's this crazy place you want to take me to Tell me, what's the price If I go with you Baby baby, what's your claim to fame Got me out of bed, heard you call my name What's this crazy place you want to take me to Tell me, what's the price if I go with you My heart, my soul, my love Is it the goal? It's a thrill then I will Be misled, be for real Misled, misled Misled, misled I was misled by you Misled, misled

Always Wanted To Be A Ho

ICE-T "The Seventh Deadly Sin"
[Intro] This goes out to all you ladies out there. A lot of you won't grow up to be lawyers or doctors, but you have a dream. And I think you should follow your dream. When you was just a little girl, you used to love nice things Pretty party dresses, candy and rings You was your Momma's little angel, Daddy's little girl They used to fix your hair up in pretty ribbons and curls Your sex drive was much deeper than the rest of the girls You used to freak your boyfriends, take them 'round the world As a teen, you didn't like school that much Your moms drank, your daddy likes to cuddle and touch Too much, so you hit the street looking for love Affection and devotion, met none of the above Met me in the club working your fake id Looked me in the face like a slave set free I said walk into my eyes baby, come with me I can show you things that you dream to see Take you off the street get you something to eat Something nice to wear and a place to sleep My name is Ice, I'm the nicest guy you're ever gonna meet Tell me what you want, I'll make your life complete She said, I always wanted to be a ho I always wanted to be a ho You just had to find the player that was right for you, Now you met the Ice baby, and your dreams came true The first thing we're gonna do is buy yourself a new dress Take some pictures, put you in the LA Express Teach you how to walk in some high heeled shoes Let you strut your stuff by the House of Blues Or farther down Sunset where the tricks all cruise 'Are you my pimp' Oh dear God don't say that I'm your manager, your boyfriend, you're agent, your mack Now I'm a do my hair baby, I'll be right back Because we gotta look good when we hits the track Now your real name 'Shirl' Yeah, we gotta change that I think I'll call you Apple, cause your ass is kinda fat How old are you '16' Well that's just right But you're 18 if anybody asks tonight I'm a teach you how to get this long paper right Catch a trick, suck his dick, break his ass for life Cause I love you, that's all you really need to know I'm 'bout to miss my hair appointment, girl I got to go She said, I always wanted to be a ho I always wanted to be a ho You just had to find the player that was right for you, Now you met the Ice baby, and your dreams came true 'Now what if I meet a trick that got long cash' That's when I call the crew with the black ski masks But right now we'll only worry 'bout the basic stroll Hooking up my Cadillac, and upping my gold A hundred for a full hit, 50 for a hand Throw in a blow job, they'll fuck off grands I may even put you where the real johns at Some call the strip club, I call the indoor track They got lap dancers, table dancers, mad back rooms And you can double up your profit if you take them home 'I wanna be the best' Well this game's the test G-string bikinis and silicone breasts Suckas break themselves just to sniff your nest And if you get tired, I got crystal meth 'I think I'm in love...' Baby doll it's on You were made for me baby, since the day you were born You just had to find the player that was right for you Now you met the Ice baby, and your dreams came true [Outro] Yeah baby, we gonna do a lot of beautiful things for each other You know what I'm saying We gonna get me a new car We gonna get me some better jewelry Some nicer rags, you know what I'm saying We gonna help each other out, you know what I'm saying We gonna get me a new pad, you know Maybe get me a Rolex We gonna do a lot of things for each other, it's gonna be beautiful Me and you I love you baby We gonna put a whole lot of money in my pocket That's what we gonna do. You are so cute in that dress That's right Damn, go on, get your ass out there and do something right quick for a player Yeah I love you, get your fucking ass out there I love you, get the fuck out.. aiite..

Streets Done Raised Me

JA RULE
Ja Rule: Yeah, CMC shit, Holla. You should know about us by now. Huh, c'mon. [Chorus] Mary J. Blige: These streets done raised me Ja Rule: Don't turn me off I'm still your child MJB: Baby. Oh this world done changed me JR: And there's nothing you can do about, nothing you can do about MJB: These streets done raised me JR: Can't turn me off I'm still your child MJB: Baby. Oh this world done changed me JR: And there ain't nothing you can do about, nothing you can do about us Ja Rule: I'm standing here looking in the mirror Trying to convince myself my life is a little better But I know the outcome, mo' money mo' problems And that ain't gonna solve 'em (R.I.P. !) Plus, this life that I'm living There's no caution, no limit So we all must be grateful That God is forgiving Might as well keep spinning They all keep sinning The Rule gon' keep living I asked the Lord, Can he call me? For when you need a true soldier for his army Don't put nothing beyond me This world made me what I is A 26-year old kid ---- two kids And I love 'em dearly The diary of a mad man's mind don't see clearly In theory, one would embrace his own fury And ride till the death of us all I'm on call, Lord, you know The black dove, pain is love C'mon Chorus Mary J. Blige (Ja Rule) I used to say prayers for you daily But prayers just ain't helping you lately And baby, baby I've shed my tears But I'm not gon' no more, you crazy? All these years you been feeling that (Nobody loves me) Don't think that (Mary, pray for me before I die On the street shed) Ja Rule: I wanna plaster my wall with ----- I need to put hollow log slugs in But then I think of my kids, young Rule, little Brittney Something happen to them Ya'll better kill me cuz 'long as a ----- lives I'll be supersided, declare war on my rivals And pray for they souls with my gun and a Holy Bible And Ride to the death of us all I'm on call, Lord, you know, the black dove, pain is love Chorus MJB: La la la la la JR: Oh yeah baby... [2x] JR: Nobody wanted me So mama raised me Crazy from the street game. Ja Rule: Ya'll little ------ can't douse the flame Of the Rule's spirit as long as the feel the spirit I know that you gon' hear it The sounds of the Queen Mary and the God Rule Whole Murda, ain't nothing new, you want it, I'll bring it to ya This street life, familiar, it's very peculiar Be careful, I got your ----- plottin' to kill you And we gon' ride to the death of ya'll all Lord I'm on call you know the black dove Pain is love Chorus JR: No MJB: No no don't worry about the damage Don't worry about what the world has said to you Don't worry what the world done to you Because everything is a lie And you heard it from me Ah, yes indeed These streets done raised me Oh baby All you gotta do it hold And everything'll be alright.

Nobody's Perfect

J. COLE "Cole World: The Sideline Story"
[Verse 1: J. Cole] This is for all the fans that waited, the bitch niggas that hated Old hoes we dated, look mama, we made it Your son out in Barbados, cheese eggs and potatoes Smokin' weed on the beach as my mind workin' like Plato Analyzin' the world, fantasizin' about girls I'm handin' diamonds and pearls and vandalizin' her curls Sweating her weave out, moans as she breathes out Fuck I'm doin' in parties with Hova and Steve Stoute I step over piranha, death over dishonor They killin niggas for J's, that's death over designer Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna Remember when I used to be stressed over Dawana Now a nigga only textin' distress over Rihannas I'm talkin' tens and better, hood bitches in Timbs and sweaters And we always argue about the same thing Tell me why we gotta argue about the same thing, same thing? [Hook: Missy Elliott] Nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect ey, ey But you're perfect for me Nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect ey, But you're perfect for me We rollin', we ridin' He like to go inside and I love to go all night and We rock the boat, Poseidon I love to call your name, name, name Baby I love to call your name, name, name [Verse 2: J. Cole] Oh yeah, to my college girl, take the weekend off and come home soon I graduated way too long ago to be sneakin' all in your dorm room But that thing tight like Fort Knox So I call you when the tour stops But baby with your roommates, did you make sure the door's locked? She love it when we get together Smoke a little weed but the shit together Now that I'm on, I can pick and choose Only fuck with hoes who got shit to lose Yeah, I heard stories about different dudes Her man on campus but it's fine by me She say she only fucked like 4-5 niggas, So you know you gotta multiply by 3 [Hook: Missy Elliott] Nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect ey, ey But you're perfect for me Nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect ey, But you're perfect for me We rollin', we ridin' He like to go inside and I love to go all night and We rock the boat, Poseidon I love to call your name, name, name Baby I love to call your name, name, name

It's Over Now

112 "Part III"
What is this Numbers in your pocket I remember when you Used to throw those things away Why do you wanna keep in touch now Who gave you a reason To act so shady Baby you know You can call me anytime Anything you needed I would give it to you Ooh, that's how much I care for you You wanna act now Never call me back now Turning off your cell phone Girl you know that ain't cool Yes I don't understand baby yeah [1] - Baby it's a shame we gotta go through this We can't even talk Girl we don't even kiss I never would've thought We'd be breaking up like this But it's over now It's over now You think that I don't know what's going on Cause you're always home alone And I'm always out of town You need to stop trying to play me Cause you can't even fade me I know you're messing around baby Baby you know You can call me anytime Anything you needed I would give it to you That's how much I care for you baby You wanna act now Never call me back now Turning off your cell phone Girl you know that ain't cool Oh I don't understand baby [Repeat 1 (2x)] Baby it's a shame A shame that we go through The things that we go through When you're in love with me And I'm in love with you I think that we should talk about our problems Instead of running away Oh baby it's a shame We couldn't work it out Forgot what love was all about And the feelings we had from the start My heart will always be with you, oh Girl it's over [Repeat 1 till end]

Retro Godfather

METHOD MAN "Tical 2000 Judgementday"
Come on (come on) Take it back (take it back) 70's style (style) I'll do, anything All y'all old school Studio 54ers That's, my, word! There's nothing in the world that I won't do I'll give my world to you, if you want me to I'll do, anything That's, my, word! O.D.'n on this one fleein, all eyes seein Dominant supreme being, face the mental Deep concentration break the point on a pencil Keep my cliches out your dental, capiche Shit that I been through is cause for parental discretions no question my Westside Connections L.A. Confidential, world don't stop 'less it's mental, Staten residentials, you wit it Wu-Tang, Forever and a day, 'til I'm old and decayed I'm commited; look ma, we did it Top of the the world, tell it to my firstborn and my baby girl, did it my way, take the low ride on the highway, out the sunroof, yellin 'Thank God it's Friday!' Show a nigga love If he got my sound pull the plug, he's not underground call him mud, when I flood the airwaves Household and stairways (rainy days) Waiting for these paydays, think not of the ends If I got twenty, my brother get ten Now let the madness begin motherfuckers! There's nothing in the world that I won't do I'll give my world to you, if you want me to I'll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. anything.. There's nothing in the world that I won't do I'll give my world to you, if you want me to I'll do, anything.. Yo, yo, yo! We got love for those with love for us Baby you can look but don't touch, I'm fried off the dust And plus, the only thing I trust is a fund Ain't no fun, just paranoid niggaz totin guns in apparel, keep us camouflaged in the shadows That's where I bring this tale that you never get to tattle Obliterate the tri-state, and the crime rate Tell them swine niggaz fly straight, you can call it fate And if it ain't mine, call it fake, bottom line End the case, spoonfeed the track just a taste of the side dish, soup of the day, I come Wright like N'Bushe for them Dead Presidents Fuck what you say, and he say, and she say, and they say Vacate the premises, caught up in the melee Sentence this song, to twenty-five years hard labor in the system, where it takes the form of my wisdom Respect mine, take my time and protect nine Next on the frontline, Mr. Meth No more no less, what you see is what your ass get Set it off I suggest There's nothing in the world that I won't do I'll give my world to you, if you want me to I'll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. anything.. There's nothing in the world that I won't do I'll give my world to you, if you want me to I'll do, anything.. anything.. anything.. Not a problem that I can't fix Cause I can do it, in the mix Not a problem that I can't fix Cause I can do it, in the mix

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