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U Got Me Hot

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This song right here Is dedicated to that pretty little mama right there. (Wusup girl?) Tell me mama, how you feel if I touch you right here, Like this [chorus] You got me hot , My body's on fire, I gotta feel your touch, I cant get enough of you (come on, don't be shy mama don't be shy) You got me, my body's on fire, (tell me mama how you feel) I gotta feel your touch, (you ready) I cant get enough of you (come on come on) Now she was rocking hot jeans. low cut baby tee. Hotter than the fourth of July in AZ. I mean I'm tripping, I couldn't even think, Booty so thick she could hold 2 drinks. I must be dreaming cuz I couldn't believe her And then I'm feeling sick like Saturday night fever. I turned around and I asked Zig Zag, 'What I gotta do to get a dime like that?' Two seconds flat she's looking at me, Two more seconds pass and she walks towards me. I drop dollars cuz my game don't stop And all she says was 'Damn boy you got me hot.' [chorus] You got me hot , My body's on fire I gotta feel your touch, I cant get enough of you, You got me, My body's on fire, I gotta feel your touch, I cant get enough of you, I've been eyeing you baby girl since I got here, Physical attractions, making eye contact. Already knowing that I wanna know that. I'm at the bar at the same time ordering the same drink. I love the way your jeans fit your hips mami. Shed some conversation a bit, She told me that she had a man, That he treats her bad, And if I was down with a one night stand, Yeah she took my hand, whispered in my ear That she wasn't wearing no underwear. Then I'm like 'Ay yo homies, I'll be back , I'm about to hit it with no strings attached' [chorus] You got me hot , My body's on fire I gotta feel your touch, I cant get enough of you, You got me, My body's on fire, I gotta feel your touch, I cant get enough of you, Walk up in the spot like a ghetto super star. I see this little honey standing up at the bar. Walked up to and I said 'What's up shortie, Is your name Christina cuz you wiggle kinda dirty.' Flirty says boy you making me hot. Bounce and shake it give me all that you got. I love the way you make it clap, make your neck snap back. Love the way you grinding, oh girl that booty phat, Body's on fire, can I touch? I got the kinda game to give you more than enough. While the night is still jumping, while the DJ keeps spinning. Too many hotties make me wanna get up in them [chorus] You got me hot , My body's on fire I gotta feel your touch, I cant get enough of you, You got me, My body's on fire, I gotta feel your touch, I cant get enough of you

Can't Go No Mo

JEREMIH "N.O.M.A. (Not On My Album)"
[Intro x4:] 'Til we can't go no mo Can't go no mo Can't go no mo Can't go no mo Can't go no mo [Verse 1 - Jeremih:] I know you like it on the bed You know I like it when it bounce And when I'm pulling your hair I be pulling tracks out Love fiend, I know what it's about Baby I know what you want and I'm a work it out Oh yeah [Pre-Hook:] Spontaneous, love-making like we're famous Earth shaking, and we're faded I got a whole new plan for you baby Sex-rated [Hook - Jeremih:] Let's stay and turn off the phone It's just you and me girl Don't tell nobody that you're home That's how it's supposed to be girl Ride me like you're coming home You ain't never gotta leave girl Let's go until we can't go no mo [Refrain:] 'Til we can't go no mo Can't go no mo (I be up on your body babe, you all up on my body babe) 'Til we can't go no mo Can't go no mo (And I want you to feel the love as much as you feel the pain) 'Til we can't go no mo Can't go no mo (I be up on your body babe, you all up on my body babe) 'Til we can't go no mo Can't go no mo (And I want you to feel the love...) [Bridge - Jeremih:] No concept of time, I'm too focused Too many places baby we can do it, let a nigga know if you're open Take a little hit of that potion and we gon' be here all night And I got you drippin' like an ocean, that's how I know I'm doing it right Damn right [Pre-Hook] [Hook] [Refrain] [Verse 2 - Juicy J:] Baby you know I can do you like nobody else I be swimming in it like Michael Phelps Come with me and see bigger things The kind of things you only see in dreams We can get faded like denim jeans And let your body talk in the limousine Yo, I beat it up like a punching bag Give me one night, I bet you be running back On one when I'm drunk and high I can fuck you all night you gon' need a nap Bring it back in, first show me your secrets You gon' slip out of your Secrets And we can fuck like we're animals Shawty they gon' have to call PETA I just beat it, beat it break you off and leave you speechless 'Til you can't feel your legs turn you into a paraplegic Baby a shot of penicillin ain't as dope as me Shawty we can hit the strip club overseas Yeah, my chick she super freak, she super wet, it's super leak Dripping like she supposed to be [Refrain]

I've Got To Have It

JERMAINE DUPRI (JD)
[JD (Monica)] Uh-huh, oh (Oh) Uh-huh, oh So So Def (I've got to have it) See this is what it's all about right her Understand me see my life's real I don't know about yours Everything I do is an event (I've got to have it) Nas, Monica, and me (I've got to have it) When it comes to my honeys in the strip club (oh) Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block Like what? (What?) [Nas (Monica)] When you see me with the crispy fade Icing it out, glowing with the lights is out (hmm) Yo say my name! (Ooh) When you see a Bentley or Ferrari, a Mazuradi It's probably me (ooh, oh) Say my name! When your hear this song bump in the club When you're chillin' on the corner with your thugs Say my name! I make it hot and take your block Who they wanna be and hate they not Yo say my name! When your girl don't call you when you beep her And you hit it and her thing feel deeper Say my name! Pull on her hair, spankin' her rear While I'm in 'em bitches all I wanna hear is you say my name Squeeze my gats beef is done Police come you know the game Don't say my name Dipped out crazy, Timbs chicken and gravy Q.B., Dupri baby [1 - JD (Monica)] When it comes to the clubs packed, Cristal flowin' (I've got to have it) When it comes to homes plushed out chrome stuck out in traffic (I've got to have it) When it comes to a neck full of glow And a check full of O's, you know (I've got to have it) When it comes to my honeys in the strip club Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block Like what? Say my name! (I've got to have it) [Monica] Gotta have my tied up Iceberg Gucci Rolley Bezzled up, bezzled up Gotta have me a double O With a six in the front And a bump-bump in the truck Gotta have me an escalade My house is laid A man that keeps my bills paid My records play every day What can I say? I've got to have it [Repeat 1] [JD] When you see a black do-rag through the tint Of a black Bent going too fast Say my name When you talk about longevity And niggas who know how to keep gettin' that cash Say my name When you're sick of your songs Sittin' on the right And wanna know what the top feel like Say my name If you wanna know what being hot feel like And shuttin' down the spot feel like Say my name! JD from the home where the bowls get thrown And the dough get gone real quick like Keep niggas sick like 40 karats and a chain Foolish ain't it? Say my name! Everything you did I've done did double If you hate to see flash then your ass is in trouble Scram now and don't look back Cause until I die it's like that [Repeat 1] [Monica] I've got to have it..

Through The Wire

KANYE WEST "College Dropout"
Yo G they can't stop me from rapping can they Can they, huh [Chorus:] Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you, I'd gladly risk it all Through the fire, through whatever come what may For a chance at loving you, I'd take it all away Right down through the wire, even through the fire I spit it through the wire man To much stuff on my heart right now man I'll gladly risk it all right now It's a life or death situation man Y'all don't really understand how I feel right now man It's your boy Kanye to the.... Chi-Town what's going on man [Verse 1:] I drink a boost for breakfast, and ensure for dizzert Somebody ordered pancakes I just sip the sizzurp That right there could drive a sane man bizzerk Not to worry y'll Mr. H 2 the Izzo's back to wizzerk How do you console my mom or give her light support When you telling her your sons' on life support And just imagine how my girl feel On the plane scared as hell that her guy look like Emitt Till She was with me before the deal she been trying to be mine She a delta so she been throwing them Dynasty signs No use me tryin' to be lyin' I been trying to signed Trying to be a millionaire How I use two lifelines In the same hospital where Biggie Smalls died The doctor said I had blood clots But I ain't Jamaican man Story on MTV and I ain't trying to make the band I swear this right here is history in the making man [Chorus] I really apologize how I sound right now man If it's unclear at all, man They got my mouth wired shut for like I don't know the doctor said for like six weeks You know we had reconstru.... I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw Looked in the mirror half my jaw was in the back of my mouth man I couldn't believe it But im still here for yall right now yo This is what I gotta say yo Yeah, turn me up yeah [Verse 2:] What if somebody from the Chi was ill got a deal on the hottest rap label around But he wasn't talking bout coke and birds it was more like spoken word Except he really putting it down And he explained the story about how blacks came from glory And what we need to do in the game Good dude, Bad night, Right place, Wrong time In the blink of an eye his whole life changed If you could feel how my face felt you would know how Mase felt Thank God I ain't to cool for the safe belt I swear to God drive two on the sue I got lawyer for the case to keep whats in my safe; safe My dawgs couldn't tell if I I look Tom Cruise on Vanilla Sky, it was televised All they heard was that I was in an accident like GEICO They thought I was burnt up like Pepsi did Michael I must gotta angel Cause look how death missed his ass Unbreakable, would you thought they called me Mr. Glass Look back on my life like the ghost of Christmas past Toys R Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash And I still wont grow up, I'm a grown ass kid Swear I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did But I'm a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph Make music that's fire, spit my soul through the wire [Chorus] Know what im saying When the doctor told me I had a um.. I was goin to have a plate on my chin I said dawg don't you realize I'll never make it on the plane now Its bad enough I got all this jewelry on Can't be serious man [Chorus repeats till fade]

This Goes Out

JAGGED EDGE "Jagged Little Thrill"
This goes out to all them hustlers Everybody out there making them ends meet I ain't mad at'cha JE y'all, this goes out to everybody This goes out to you, this goes out to you (This goes out) This goes out to you, this goes out to you (I'm telling you this goes out) This goes out to you, this goes out to you (This goes out, hey) This goes out to you, this goes out to you (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Some people sleep five to a bed Three at the feet, two at the top So I can't really talk about how they should live When I know in my heart if it came down to it I'd be getting down the same as them See Lord, tryna hustle must be something heaven sent A lot of rent wouldn't be made without this trade That we call hustlin' This goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin' and strugglin' just to get a dollar I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out just so their kids can eat Like I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out... I used to be half between Going all out and doings things that I know just wasn't right And now I'm looking back And I think just do it or never did something But I can tell you that I'd probably take a bullet in my head than leave my family unfed And that's the way it is This goes out to my homies, yeah This goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin' and strugglin' just to get a dollar I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out just so their kids can eat Like I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out... [Rap] Uh, uh, uh Ay yo I welcome the struggle Like I welcome the hustle Find the right one, take it and bubble That's on the muscle I ain't giving in, I'm trying to win And if I gotta get my hands a little dirty Then I'm sorry for sin But the Fed don't understand ain't bred So brothers gotta learn to bake to make bread Chicks use their ass and shake to make breat But I understand shorty keep them kids fed This goes out to my whole 5-5-81 click I often reminisce when we just dreamed of this Rich cars, fine homes, girls with nice toes Dime pieces standing in line to show us their thongs Went from riding six deep in a little ass jeep To Cadillac trucks and Benzes, prowling the streets We gon' ball till we fall Cause we fadin' em all Put your glasses in the air, this goes out to y'all This goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin' and strugglin' just to get a dollar I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out just so their kids can eat Like I ain't mad at'cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can't touch you This goes out... My homies, you can't touch me If you don't really know This goes out to my homies You can't touch me If you don't really know This goes out to my homies You can't touch me If you don't really know This goes out to my homies You can't touch me If you don't really know

Straight A's

DEAD KENNEDYS "Give Me Convenience Or Give Me Death"
Sixteen, on the honor roll I wish that I was dead Parents hate me, I got zits And bruises 'round my head Pressure's on to get good grades So I can be like them Do my homework all the time I can't go out just then People they ain't friends at all They tease and suck me dry Yell at me when I fuck up And party while I cry I look so big on paper I feel so fucking small Wanna die and you don't care Just stride on down the hall Suicide suicide Read the paper, wonder why Turn the light out, then you cry It's your fault, you made me die Touch me won't you touch me now So frozen I can't love When I was born my mama cried And picked me up with gloves Girls, they kick me in the eye Want answers to the tests When they get them they drive off And leave me home to rest Hold my head Make me warm Tell me I am loved Give me hope Let me cry Make me feel Give me touch The window's broken bleeding screaming Lying in the hall I'm gone no one remembers me A picture on the wall 'He was such a bright boy The future in his hands:' -Or a spineless human pinball Shot around by your demands Suicide suicide Goin' to sleep and when I die You'll look up and realize Then look down and wipe your eyes Then go back to your stupid lives Aw shit

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