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Tha Alkaholiks lyrics - 21 and Over

Bullshit

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Intro: J-Ro (Whooo! Hah hah!) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we kickin it Uhh uhh uhh we kickin it Yeah yeah we kickin it (Whooo!) Yeah yeah we kickin it Yeah, Cali in the house Huh, uhh, Fred in the house Check it out, BULLSHIT! Verse One: J-Ro I'm J-Ro the man, I'm gettin down I gets mo daps than H. Rap Brown I drive the hoes wild cause they love the way I talk You can't drive me crazy cause I'm close enough to walk I bust threes like Terry Tegall, get higher than a eagle You're just a dirty pigeon, BSn bout religion I don't give a damn if you don't eat ham You grab the microphone and reguse to slam I make a nigga scared to grab the mic behind me I kick shit so deep King Neptune couldn't fine me Yo, can I get a go J-Ro (Go J-Ro!) To let me know if I can flow I probably be doper if I smoked crack like you But Swift and Tash'll beat my ass until I'm black and blue Cause I ain't with, no way out shit I'm tired of this one-hittin played out shit Some niggaz rock like the Liks... BULLSHIT! Uhh, I hate big tits... BULLSHIT! We'll never make another hit... BULLSHIT! I don't drink cause I quit... BULLSHIT! Come on (Whooo!) Yeah yeah yeah yeah We kickin it (hold up) we kickin it We kickin it Baby youse my one and only... BULLSHIT! Baby that's a true fact... BULLSHIT! Uhh, I never leave ya lonely... BULLSHIT! Yo, I'll call you right back... BULLSHIT! Verse Two: J-Ro, King Tee Baby don't take the blame youse a real cool dame But now that I made you call my name you just don't look the same From the middle of the bed I bang your head like a rock n roller On the way out, I smacked a nigga with my pistol-a When I met you I sure wishin aye tower You hopped on my dank like there was no tomorrow All I wanted was some sexin, now you want affection Damn I hate to see your ass comin in my direction Wait here, I'll be right back, I'm goin to get a spliff You know I'm goin through your ass like Emmitt Smith Well oh snap! Here goes a fashion That's incredible, with the style That I learned back as a younglin, where's the beef Don't sleep, I used to run around with the creeps Ain't no tellin, Jack told Helen About a lot of people so I'm runnin for the border And get me a taco, gin and sako Mom and pop yo, I'm rockin this shit! It's not a plan I wrote the book called style Taught the child how to stand when he piss Be a man, go fuck Jan The white man's tan, bring back MC Shan And I rhymed every word... BULLSHIT! Wackest style you ever heard... BULLSHIT! Outro: For the beats sake, rock on rock on For the beats sake, rock on rock on And you go Whoooo! Grand groove, grand groove (Alkaholiks y'all, alkaholiks y'all) Uhh, take it back now Cause it's fat now, that's how I bring it back now Whoooo! Grand groove grand groove This one dedicated, to all the motherfuckers out there Bullshittin This wonderful bullshit how would you make a record BULLSHIT! I don't smoke no BULLSHIT! I don't drink no BULLSHIT! I don't fuck no BULLSHIT! This one goes out to the P-Town And all over, yeah baby, yeah baby, Compton baby Everybody in the house And we out... Alkaholiks...

Muero De Amor Por Ti

JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE
Just somethin' about you The way I'm lookin' at you, whatever You keep lookin at me Gettin' scared now, right Don't fear me baby, its just Justin It feel good right, listen I kinda noticed something one night In your colorful face It's kinda weird to me, since you're so fine If it's up to me your face'll change If you smile then that should set the tone Just be limber And if you let go the music should move your bones Just remember Sing this song with me Can't nobody love ya like I love ya You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya (Hey) Late at night I talk to you You will know the difference when I touch ya Some people are so phony Nosy cause they lonely Aren't you sick of the same thing They say so and so is datin' Love you or they're hatin' When it doesn't matter anyway Cos we're here tonight If you smile then that should set the tone Just be limber baby And if you let go the music should move your bones Baby, just remember Sing this song with me Can't nobody love ya like I love ya You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya (Hey) Late at night I talk to you You will know the difference when I touch ya Yeah You know I could make you happy I could change your life If you give me that chance to be your man I won't let you down baby If you give me that chance to be your man Here baby, put on my jacket And then... Maybe we'll fly the night away (I just want to love you baby, yeah, yeah, yeah) Girl Maybe we'll fly the night away (I just wanna love ya baby) Girl.... (Pusha T) Ma' whatcha wanna do? I'm in front of you Grab a friend, see I can have fun with two Or me and you put on a stage show And the mall kids, that's how to change low Point to her they say 'Wow, it's the same glow' Point to me I say 'Yea, it's the same dough' We the same type, you my air of life You have me sleepin' in the same bed er'night (Malice) Go rock with me, you deservin' the best Take a few shots Let it burn in your chest We could ride down Pumpin' N.E.R.D in the deck Funny how a few words turn into sex (I just love your....brain..) Play number three, Joint called 'Brain' Ma, take a hint Make a swerve in the lane The name Malicious And I burn every track Clipse and J Timberlake Now how heavy is that? Maybe we'll fly the night away (I just wanna love ya baby, yeah, yeah, yeah) Girl.. Maybe we'll fly the night away (I just wanna love ya baby, girl...) Can't nobody love you like I love ya (Can't love ya like I do) You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya (Makes me trust ya like I do, hey) Late at night I talk to you (hey yeah) You will know the difference when I -- (Break it down) You know I used to dream about this when I was a little boy I never thought it would end up this way Drums... (Hey) It's kinda special right, yeah You know, if you think about it Sometimes people are just destined Destined to do what they do And that's what it is Now everybody dance

Cashmere Thoughts

JAY-Z "Reasonable Doubt"
[Jay-Z has a conversation with some cat] Hah, hah, hah, hah, yeah, yeah What it is player You player, it's all about you How you gon' say that man If I had your hand I'd turn mine in Far as I'm concerned, if I had your hand, I cut mines off Hah man, you know man, I'm just dealin that hoe money You know hoe money is slow money but it's sho' money Check this out man, when you run up on your bitch this this is what you tell her Stick they hands in they panties, grab that knot Stick they arm in a car window, drop it like it's hot [Jay-Z] Uhh, I talk jewels and spit diamonds, all cherry like a hymen, when I'm rhymin with remarkable timin Caviar and silk dreams, my voice is linen Spittin venom up in the, minds of young women Mink thoughts to think thoughts type similar Might you remember, my shit is col-l-l-ld like December Smoother than Persian rugs, the cashmere chromosomes make a nigga Jigga Jay-Z lethal drugs Eighteen carat gold pen, when it hits the sheets Words worth a million like I'm rappin em through platinum teeth I got the Grey Poupon, you been warned Cause all beef return well done filet mignon The Don, smell of Dom on my breath as I yawn, (slow) when you hoes try to con a pro As if you didn't know, Jay's about gettin dough Spittin flow like fine wines down your earlobe I'm smooth but deadly like a pearl handled pistol Honies hum in melody when I, rub it like crystal The proper ettiquette, when I drop the subject verb then the predicate, with this rich nigga preterite I'm solid gold, I rap like a mink stole I stick pearl tongues your world'll never know From New York, to Paris, the vocal style vary From nice to deadly like a bad bag of D, now notice, the child swift like a locust Focus on the loc' I be the greatest nigga that wrote it Return of the Jedi, from Rio Degenero Worn da red eye, yet I, still feel the need to be fly I did die when I'm rappin then slide like satin You know the black eye white china in the brain cabinet I never cry if I did I'd cry ice From my nigga Sauce, I hit you with this advice Life's short, so play hard and stick hard and the only time you love em is when your dick hard Whoooh! That's cashmere baby Nah, you know, that's just laid back man Man, shit, J to the A to the Y to the Z Yeah baby Motherfuckin pimp that's what he be Cashmere baby Don't get no hotter than that Sho' you're right Them niggaz know Check it out, check it out Ghettoes, Errol Flynn, hot like heroin Young pimps is sterile when I pimp through your burough in I gotta keep your tricks intact Cause I walk like a p-iyimp, talk like a mack man The star player, the golden bar layer The sweet Ms. Fine Thing puh-layah, sho' yo right I'm game tight, so watch it it change to night Go tell your peeps dawg I'm lethal til it ain't right I pimp hard on a trick, look Fuck if your leg broke bitch, hop up on your good foot

Ooohhhwee

MASTER P "Gameface"
(feat. Weebie) To the beat y'all [Master P] Weebie! Holla at me (c'mon) I got like twelve bottles of bubbly (oh) [Chorus One 2X: Weebie] I love the way she shake it in the thong - OOOHHHWEE! The way she make it twurk and grab the wall - OOOHHHWEE! Oh, baby you know whatchu doin - OOOHHHWEE! No Limit got the steps bouncin and movin - OOOHHHWEE! [Master P] I know a big girl, with a ironed skirt Give her couple dollars, she'll make it work I mean holla at me whoadie, you know our crew large Our fantasy's to have sex wit two broads On a boat or a plane or exotic cars Bring it to the next girl, bring the toys On the dash, little shawty started takin it off Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off Said she knew I was a baller by my iced out wrists I told her 'Wait, it don't stop, keep drinkin the Cris'' I'ma perky boy this, like to do the ass See a fine chick, you know I'm gon' grab her Nelly Nay girl where you at This No Limit boy tryin to do that thang I said 'Rock the boat, don't let it sank' It's time to go to war, I got the tank [Chorus One] [Master P] Say that then [Weebie] I could work, put ya body, c'mon back it up, back it up You know Weebie and Master P, we gon' tank it up, tank it up Turn around to the ground, you know how it goes Catch the flow, tippie-toe, come and wobble some mo' Like you know how I do it so don't act surprised For a fact gotchu dancin 'til you hurtin your thighs Now won'tcha tune it up and wobble wit it Act a fool and wobble wit it Won'tcha make it hustle, ooh baby don't pull a muscle Gotcha workin on the wall 'til you run outta breath No Limit like I told ya so y'all give us respect Now you could shake it like a dog, break my fuckin balls Do it how ya do it, lemme see ya take it off [Chorus One] [Chorus Two: Weebie] Now won'tcha rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on Rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock, rock on, rock Now won'tcha turn around and hustle wit it Back it up and hustle wit it, test around and hustle wit it Ooh baby ooh baby [Master P] Mary had a big ol' butt as tight as Jesus shorts And every club that Mary was at them thugs would show the gold That mean she had the bowlegs wit the curves just like a model Project chick but pretty just like a model When I'm rollin through the hood she on dubs Don't mind gettin in and shakin her thang in the club I mean, beat bopper she loved the tote shoppers Call her head nurse then I'ma be the doctor A real country mamma cook bricks and eggs And she don't leave the farm herself to get paid Candice on twaps cause she love the ball Thought she had the nizzle on the dresses at the mall Buyin, high heels on some leather boots And lookin for them ballers wit the crazy loot, WHAT! [Chorus One] [Chorus Two] [Master P over Chorus Two] Where them No Limit boys at Throw them 'bows Them No Limit girls, get money and what Told y'all clowns ain't no stoppin us Putcha 'Gameface' on when ya catchin us [Master P (Weebie)] East side (OOOHHHWEE!), Mid West (OOOHHHWEE!) West coast (OOOHHHWEE!), Dirty South (OOOHHHWEE!) The ghetto clique (OOOHHHWEE!), No Limit! (OOOHHHWEE!) Haters off, can't stop us, can't stop me (OOOHHHWEE!) Y'all, know, where we be (OOOHHHWEE!) Somebody tell valet to bring my Bentley I'm about to kite wit a couple these poppers y'heard The party's not over, OOOHHH-WEE-WEE!

R B Thug

R KELLY "TP-2.COM"
INTRO:Ooh Ooh Ooh, Ahh Ahh Ahh. Uhh Uhh Uhh, Yeah Yeah Yeah. Ooh Ooh Ooh,Ahh Ahh Ahh. Yeah Yeah Yeah, Mmm Mmm Mmm. Verse 1: In the Playa's Club checkin' at you body baby. Steadily tossin' that cash flow baby 'Cause you drive me crazy, wont you be my lady. Betcha I can make your body talk to me (talk to me). All I need is my CD, bag of weed and some Cristie(yeah). Then Im gonna stroke you up and down, messin with your head. And when you leave up out my room you'll be walkin bow leg. I can keep you comin like a CTA. Your dealin with a true ballet baby. Givin you the keys to my Mercedes. Im not gonna stop til you scream my name. I say ooh Kelly you make me holla, keep on jumpin like an Impala. You slidin that sexy ass down the pole like what what what (what what...) Come and get some of this R amp;B Thug baby. Chorus: Im just an R amp;B Thug babe, Tryin to get some ass babe, Do you wanna thug babe(do you want an r amp;b thug). Im just an R amp;B Thug babe, Lookin for som love babe, Do you wanna date babe. Verse 2: Your're gonna trip, gonna trip, gonna trip, gonna trip, gonna trip. When I show you my love jones babe and make the room go black. Baby girl keep your body right there. Im gonna sock it to you baby, I wanna hear you say yeah,yeah. Now the sign on the knob says privacy, you and me, On the low, fruit bowls and whipped cream. We can get up on a fancy suite. Thugged out wit some Hennessy, see, see, see. lock your body up and throw away the key.Im not gonna stop til you scream my name. I say ooh Kelly you make me holla, keep on jumpin like an Impala. You slidin that sexy ass down the pole like what what what (what what...) Come and get some of this R amp;B Thug baby. Chorus Verse 3: Now feel the know down in my pants, while your breakin me off with a lap dance baby. Said its getting me high, its got me feelin hazy. Im goin around your body like a worldwide tour. I'll make you say toot toot,beep beep, Pull up to my bumber baby.Im not gonna stop til you call my name. I say ooh Kelly you make me holla, keep on jumpin like an Impala. You slidin that sexy ass down the pole like what what what (what what...) Come and get some of this R amp;B Thug baby. Chorus(2x) Bridge: Now if your horny say Ooh Ooh Ooh,Ahh Ahh Ahh. And if you want it say Uhh Uhh Uhh, Yeah Yeah yeah. Ooh Ooh Ooh,Ahh Ahh Ahh(yeah) Yeah Yeah Yeah,(huh Mmm Mmm Mmm. Now if your horny say Ooh Ooh Ooh, Ahh Ahh Ahh. Ladies if you want it say Uhh Uhh Uhh,say Yeah Yeah Yeah. Ooh Ooh Ooh, Ahh Ahh Ahh,(what) Yeah Yeah Yeah,(what) Mmm Mmm Mmm. Just and R amp;B Thug, baby. Chorus

Gods

ANGEL HAZE "Back To The Woods"
You said, you said we could dance forever You said, two hearts in the wild could bloom together I remember, I remember Being with the flowers, baby Running round in spring with you Dancing on your pedestal Praying to your crescent moon I remember, I remember, I remember We were gods before this (gods) We were made from the heat of the stars I reached for a love, tucked too deep in your heart I held u up to where birds never fly You held me tight in the frame of your mind I would suffer the nature of rain for you baby This is nothing to hide I was just born with nothing that was mine You was raised up with no one on your side All I am is fossiled youth In waves of want for you Baby, if my memories didn't make me bleed I would leave the wild for you [Hook:] All our heartache we consume (I know you do, I know you do) In our young years, oh we're doomed, yeah (You know we do, you know we do) But I'm in a different love, I think I'd die for you, yeah, yeah Open up the sky, make it cry for you, yeah, yeah (I know you do) All this feels like eros in the spring, don't it? yeah, yeah I remember all the pretty things, won't I (I remember) Being in the forest, baby Covered by the jumper's nooses Praying that the trees weren't dead Finding you with all those bruises I remember I tried to revive you, remember But you were gone for good (gone) You were dancing with demons and smothered in youth Couldn't be more undeserving of you Couldn't be more unprepared for the truth, oh yeah I was battling secrets, obsessed with the dead Painted the blue that was left of me red Burying skulls in the back of my head, oh yeah, yeah yeah If all our love's now memories Then was it meant to be Baby, if it leaves our hearts so instantly Then was it make believe, yeah Oh, I hurt all over, it's the worst baby (You know I do) Thinking 'bout the magic in your skirt, baby (You know we do) Sorry, you bruised your knees, yeah Running wild in the trees, yeah Will you remember me, yeah [Hook:] All our heartache we consume (I know you do, I know you do) In our young years, oh we're doomed, yeah (You know we do, you know we do) But I'm in a different love, I think I'd die for you, yeah, yeah Open up the sky, make it cry for you, yeah, yeah (I know you do) All this feels like eros in the spring, don't it? yeah, yeah I remember all the pretty things, won't I (I remember) Being in the desert, baby, talking 'bout your energy Trying to teach aura shields to save you from you enemies Remember, don't you remember Don't you, don't you, don't you Don't you Oh oh-oh oh

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