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SYLEENA JOHNSON lyrics - Chapter II: The Voice

Tonight I'm Gonna Let Go

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I know that I made you wait for a very long time 'Cause I wasn't ready baby for you to come inside I wanted you to know my name and not just what's between my thighs I wanted you to play the game because I knew you get the prize But the game is over baby, no more you need to fantasize 'Cause I'm not letting go so come and put your lips on mine And I won't even hesitate, oh no baby not this time I'm gonna give you all my loving. Gonna make up for lost time [Chorus:] I just wanna, I just wanna break free And let you put your hands all over me I just wanna lose control Tonight I'm gonna let go So baby come and put your arms around me 'Cause I think I'm ready to be all you need And nobody has to know Tonight I'm gonna let go Won't you come a little closer while I slowly dim the lights And put your hands up on my body. Baby you can take your time Ain't no need to rush baby 'cause we got all night I just want to scream your name and make you want to scream mine I tried to fight the feelin' baby. Boy you got me hypnotized But I can't help that I've been feenin' lately. I think about you all the time Tonight I'm gonna get aggressive baby so don't you fear put up a fight Tonight I'm gonna put it on you baby. Sit back, relax, enjoy the ride [Chorus (x4)]

It's All Good

KRAYZIE BONE
Felicia: Lately you been stressin' me 'bout when I'ma give you some Callin' me, Jockin' me, Spin me, Ain't gunna rush me none 'Cause when the time is right I'm gonna let you know when, thats for sure So wait on me, patiently and see what I got in store Plus I'm gonna represent to the fullest of it and I promise you no regret Just put your trust in me and baby, I promise this shit is legit -Chorus- F: It's all good K: Yup Yup Yup, It's All G double O D good F: It's all good K: Yup Yup Yup, It's All G double O D good F: It's all good K: Yup Yup Yup, It's All G double O D good Felicia: If I've told you once, then I've told you twice You got to get to know me There's more to relationship then jumpin in the sheets If it's what you want, then you better go, 'cause that ain't me, I don't give my love to just anybody If I'm not correct then prove me wrong And just hold on Gradually, you'll see, Just how good it'll be When the time is right I'll ease you mind with a little bump and grind Fantisies full of Extasy, We'll have a real good time -Chorus- Krazyie Bone: If it's all good, we can get it on Hey, Ya wanna ride Krazyie Bone Come and jump in the Benz And Tell your friends that you'll get with them later Come on let me take ya Got a couple things that I wanna show you I'm really tryin' to know ya I'm just curious Is it really all good, you serious If it is I gotta jump on it, ride it, ghetto cowboy Suprised, you thought I was quiet I never was shy Baby, niggas just act like that Lay back but don't let that rule ya Give a nigga the grind Because we both have time to talk I've been thinkin for a minute now I know just where I'ma start Let me listen to your heart beat Boom Boom Racin intense situation Is it gettin kinda hot in here No thats you Tempature is risin' and so am I -Chorus-

On The Grind

NELLY "Nellyville"
Uh...yea...swing Nel my dirty Jacob Yea Come on [Hook] [Nelly] Now if you gonna ride Get inside lets roll If you runnin yo mouth then Shit then shut my door I ain't got nothing on my hands but time Tell me were you the one that's on the grind If you gonna ride Get inside lets roll If you runnin yo mouth then Shit then shut my door I ain't got nothing on my hands but time Tell me were you the one that's on the grind Check it was it you that was on the grind dirty They actin like they really want it with me Trust me they don't really want it they just want to be seen They wanna disrupt my team with these publicity schemes Tryin' to dismantle my panel with lies rumors and scandals But uh I pull through it like I'm tuggin a war I tell ya the situation like I been here before I'm still popin dirty still smokin point clickin Watchin the doors open No jokin e'rything remotin No chokin or bleedin this ride is for free No matter what u got your dying for free Automatically I'm focused like 35 millimeters All of the sudden like such and such wanna meet us All of the sudden like such and such wanna greet us The same will you believe us Now they all tryin to cheat us In real life they can't beat us Some time they try to repeat us [Hook] Why is they yackin like they fuckin with these (I don't know) Why is they stuntin like they holdin the keys (tell me) Them type of people don't be holdin no heat (naw) Then how the fuck they gon be rollin with me (uh) Dude how the hell you ain't gonna waste yo time (wait yo time) Yo mouth gonna fuck around and gonna waste yo time (ey) I don't them nigga that ain't gonna grind When its peso time come out and take yo shine dirty I'm the same nigga that's outta control (outta control) I put a little malinger out on the roll (ey) The bigger it just got the calico I been cockin and loadin I been poppin in fours (uh) Set that aside cuz I gotta get those (gotta get those) The finest shit then what you proud of me for (tell me) The dirty either you gonna ride or you don't (uh) Inside there's more shit if not we're gone nigga [Hook] uh uh uh uh uh uh you tell em Watch me now I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now You tell 'em watch me now I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now Well if said it I done it if I done it I did it And if I, And if I want it if don't put it against it The way that I should spend it to get just how I should All money ain't good money but no money ain't good I took the hood tactics and plot with musical talents Tryin to create a balance In between Minnesota and Dallas Never matters when I'm speakin If you peepin just let me know I'm guaranteed to keep it crackin just like eggs hittin the flo I'm dottin just wanna be I ask Clippin the wings I wanna fly ass Only Q and D. Miles can look down on me Maybe I should bee bee in my head I puts it down homie [Hook x2] You tell em watch me now I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now You tell em watch me now I'm spiffy now Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now ey

Carry Me Away

RICK SPRINGFIELD "Working Class Dog"
(Springfield) Stop (Stop) my head is playing tricks again, won't it ever stop? Baby, help me listen to my heart And then take me to the top I'm afraid of love, so afraid of love And I'm scared to make it right But I know tonight, that it's my last chance My last shot with real love and I wanna take it Last chance in the slow dance, in the big time And I wanna make it tonight You're gonna show what love is and why Between the sweat and the lovin', The whisper and the cry I'm so tired of all this shit that I feel Show me something real Carry me away, baby, carry me away I'm in love with you tonight, feels so right Carry me away, come on, carry me away I wanna be with you, what can I do? You've got the power, you've got the love To take me to heaven or to lead me to heartbreak I spend my life waiting for the future and living in the past Baby, show me love that I can hold on to Give me something that'll last I'm a total wreck but I'm up to my neck in this love that I'm in It's a long shot, fun try from a real world, me and you, baby Last chance for the slow dance in the bright lights And I think that maybe tonight it's gonna happen Ain't no use in tryin' Between the sweat and the lovin', the whisper and the cry Show me something real Carry me away, baby, carry me away I'm in love with you tonight, feels so right Carry me away, come on, carry me away I wanna be with you, what can I do? You've got the power, you've got the love To take me to heaven or to lead me to heartbreak You've got the power, you've got the love To take me to heaven or to lead me to heartbreak Carry me away, baby, carry me away I'm in love with you tonight, feels so right Carry me away, come on, carry me away I wanna be with you, what can I do? You've got the power, you've got the love To take me to heaven or to lead me to heartbreak

Father To Son

JT Money "Blood Sweat and Years"
(JT Money) What up G'yea Father to son, know what it is What up son, how you feelin'? It won't be long before I return in God's willin' But in the mean time, do everything grandma tell ya Follow her words, and I promise you they won't fail ya Just be strong and take care of your little sister (...boiiy) Tell her that I love her and that daddy miss her You know I love you two, just keep doin' good in school And remember bein' bad, boy, don't make you cool Might make a fool of yourself, or you'll end up like me Incarserated and I know you will be s and b We should be free, my son, you know I wouldn't lie to you So make the garden, and these hoes don't apply to you Ya heard me boy? You gotta dedicate your life to God Cause he's the one who blessed you from the start and made you smart I know you smart, that's why I write you this type of letter But I shouldn't worry too much because we raised you better Me and my momma, and I know that you gonna represent And thank you for the letters and the pensions that you sent You made me happy, I was blessed with you when I was young And we gonna grow up together, father and son, father and son (JT Hook) Nobody seperate us that's a fact I'm never goin' back to the projects, the black man just stay largest Down in the hoosy-a-way It hurt my heart to think that you could end up that way, so I pray (Chorus) It hurts me father, seein' your mi-nd can falter We must be faltered, ‘cause we pray, here it go-es When I get out it's gonna be us, see? Me, you, and G'jay Jess, outta the family At DZ, or wherever else y'all wanna go I promise y'all, they won't seperate us no more, not in this life time Ya know y'all mean the world to me, and nothin' more presious than my boys and girl to me Not even me, so when your wrong, I'm correctin' you Cause if I don't, It's as good as negletin' you Now this the truth, see I only want what's best for you And if there's somethin' you can't do, I won't think less of you Just try your best, I can see you got my ways in you But I don't want you goin' through the same things I went through See I was wild, even when I didn't have to be That's why you always see them people comin' after me But not no more, you see this change here had to come I couldn't pasursize livin' down to my son...not to my son (JT Hook x2) (Chorus x2) Boy, I just love spendin' time with you (that's right) When you get older, I might even bust rhymes with you, if you want to You know, you always make me proud of you (that's right) No matter what the situation I'll go out with you But I don't want you, to think that goin' to jail's cool Just cause I didn't, boy you still gotta finish school, don't be no fool See I went back and got mine, so if there's somethin' I wanna do, they can't stop mine You know what I'm talkin' about, the people who make up excuses Besides entertainment, labour sports, they think we're useless But see the truth is in the good and when they puttin', whip on ya ass When you get that money fast, you spend that money fast, boy Everything you think you wanna do, I finally done it See when I'm gone, everything I own, you gonna want it And if you decide to settle down with a woman, make sure ya know her It's cool to love someone, but don't be a sucker for her (JT Hook x2) (Chorus x2 to fade)

Let's Talk About It

Jermaine Dupri "Instructions"
[Intro] I'm gettin' in the groove now, so I'm like, givin it my own shit now Alright, Could the drummer have some, y'all? Could the drummer have some more? Said the drummer ain't had none, in a long time Come on, drummer! *Beat Drops* [Jermaine Dupri (Pharrell Williams)] Uh huh, oh Damn baby, shit How you get all that in them jeans? Nevermind that, you hear this? Its that Star Trak Clipse, (get down!) So So Def [Verse 1 - Terrar of Clipse, (Pharrell Williams)] Question, ask any nigga Rap or a hustler, who rocks is bigger? (The rapper!) Naw, dog, go figure, with the V12, I make that straight killa I flood the block, I hug the glock I have a whole neighborhood that seen a thug to stop (Stop!) Cause I show 'em what Waco see, then hit the district then visit to Jac-o-b I like my diamonds colored, watch it smothered (me too) Show off at the place of jewels, let the white man love it (hahaha) I'm too much, got bitches out for me Bring 'em home, give 'em they choice of balcony She said We can have more fun , I said How can we? Then she brought her girl in and ate her out for me, wow (Wow!) All night sexin', just think, this all came from one question [Chorus - Jermaine Dupri] You got a big ass bell? Lemme see you jingle it baby You got a big ass bell? Lemme see you jingle it baby Wanna talk about cars? Lets talk about it Wanna talk about houses? Lets talk about it Wanna talk about jeweles? Lets talk about it Wanna talk about money? Then talk without it Wanna talk about chicks? Lets talk about it Wanna talk about hits? Lets talk about it Wanna talk about cris? Lets talk about it But when you talk about cash, talk without it [Verse 2 - Jermaine Dupri] (First two lines overlap the last two lines of the chorus) Uh huh, oh Yo, yo Now as the game rotates, and my chrome gets bigger, More and more girls wanna fuck this nigga Its hard for a chick not to stick around When I come through town, layin my dick down They can tell a true playa by the clothes that I wear Game that I spit, and the length of my hair The more I come, the more I cum, get it? What you see now, I been done did it Every girl around, I been done hit it Cars been kited, since I was sixteen And yes, I'm still spendin' that Kris Kross creme Big boy moves, big boy shine, big boy watch tell big boy time (look out) Everybody know I got the recipe, so you know ya'll niggas can't can't with me Matter of fact, I don't even gotta say no more, OH [Chorus - Jermaine Dupri] [Hook - Pharrell Williams (Jermaine Dupri)] Na na, (Oh) na na na na na na (Come on girl) Na na na na na na (Oh) Na na na na na na na (Come on girl) Na na na na na na (oh) Na na na na na na (Come on girl) Na na na na na na (oh, I want you to move your waist for the whistle) Na na na na na na (Come on girl) [Verse 3 - Malice of Clipse] It ain't too many things that exceed my reach Speedboat, glass floor, let you see underneath But nevermind that though, I'm just showing off As I do in the Porshe show with the top lost I ain't change the game hash, you know the name as, Malice in my wrist, like shattered stain glass I generate them Franklin抯 and Grant抯 Each ear look like a halogen lamp I'm high beamin, at the same time leanin', In the butter soft seat that keep a street thug scheming' 'for we compare paper, get your weight up I need more points than that, don't you play with me, Jacob You see me on my back, you see me live I'm every color of the spectrum, like ROY G. BIV Look dog, get a load of how daddy ball Wanna talk about cash? Well I done said it all [Chorus - Jermaine Dupri] [Hook - Pharrell Williams (Jermaine Dupri)] (w/ minor variation) [Chorus - Jermaine Dupri]

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