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TQ lyrics - Second Coming

The One

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The One Ohh, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah Gonna sing you this song Yeah yeah, baby I've never been that kind of nigga To write a love song, oh no At least a real one (But this is the one) I can't believe it but I think I found my baby Cuz boy she really got me goin' And I don't understand, this wasn't in the plan I think somebody sent me the one 1 - I think about the things I shouldn't have done I never shoulda said that I wouldn't find one That would be everything I need, love me for me So actually I'm feelin' kinda dumb Cuz you are the one Knocked out on the plane, I'm thinkin' 'bout you Couple nights on the stage, I was singing 'bout you Guess I shoulda never said anything Cuz I'm eatin' my words everytime I wake up in my bed I'm alone, and I'm thinkin' 'bout you Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Always put my thoughts on paper But I ain't got no paper So I'ma put it on this dream of mine To spend the rest of my life with you I run my fingers through that long ass hair you got We get to kissin', everybody start starin' at us But I just act like everybody ain't there I really don't care Cuz you are the one Ain't nobody ever made me feel like this Make a nigga blow or nothin' crazy What would I do without it? You even got me singin' about it You around me, only way to be The times the game done had me down The only thing that pulled me out Repeat 1 Can I see you sittin' in the studio? Makes me wanna hurry and finish So we can go explore each other Cuz I wonder What I can make you do before I even get there Just wanna nibble on them earrings that you wear All I can think about is takin' you home So I'm about to end my song Repeat 1 to fade

Old School Love

IMX "Introducing IMx"
Old School Love [Smooth] You know you want it baby You know you need it baby Come and get it baby Old school love [Repeat] [Smooth] When you've been there all this time The one that I've been thinkin' of [Batman] Way back in the day I had a thing for you But I was too young You said it wouldn't be cool You said give you a call after a year or two Now the time has passed And now I'm looking for you You know you want it baby (I can't fight it) You know you need it baby (I can't deny it) Come and get it baby (I wanna try it) Old school love [Chorus] It's time you took the time to see This grown-up man I come to be All the stages of maturity I know that you are feeling me When you've been there all this time I've been searchin' tryin' to find The one that I've been thinkin' of Come and get this old school love [Batman] I finally found you I can't believe it's true You're lookin' so good I can't believe it's you I'm all bent out So what's it gonna be Let it flow and fulfill Your cuiousity You know you want it baby (I can't fight it) You know you need it baby (I can't deny it) Come and get it baby (I wanna try it) Old school love [Chorus] [Smooth] I watched you grow up from boys to men From rollin' high schoolers To pushin' a chromed out Benz Went from never lyin' to satisfyin' 7-up sippin', the Lex coupe dippin' You used to run around the stage Yeah, rockin' them shows Now you all grown up Laced them platinum and gold Playtime is over ain't no kid no more You used to rock small theaters Now it's sold out tours You turnin' heads, boo You know the games that you chose No need for gettin' caught up In chasin' them hoes Girls 21 plus, yeah, they waitin' on you To put it down Hangin' after shows when you come in town You know the ones The ones that used to sleep (I can't fight it) Yeah, they checkin' now (can't deny it) (I wanna try it...old school love) [Chorus] When you've been there all this time I've been searchin' tryin' to find It's time you took the time to see This grown-up man I come to be [Chorus ¡¡

How You Want That

LOON
[Pharrell Williams] Hah hah hah hahh - hah Hah hah hah hahh - hah [Intro: P. Diddy] Yeah, Bad Boy baby! Loon! {*Loon humming*} It's your turn now kid Show em what you got [Verse: Loon] I be that young handsome cat Same color chocolate Same nigga pop shit, same nigga got shit Loon ain't no lame, Loon never gossip Nigga Loon in the game cause Loon got some hot shit Sick of you cats screaming out block shit I done sold numerous drugs and drew the block sick Look at me now, pull up in the drop six Bitch in your block looked at my watch and she got sick Look at her now, all up in the cock pit Rolling my windows up to get a kid top quick Loon is a pimp, trick ain't the topic? Nigga you do the shrimp, trip to the tropics That's not my steez, not like me It's not the way I wanna blow my cheese, like I blow my trees The whole world know I need, a girl that'll curl my toes for me [Chorus: Kelis] (2x) How you want that? Tell me how you want that How you want that? Tell me how you want that Daddy how you want to give it to me A Bad Boy is what I need [Verse: Loon] Less confusion, party with Puff last conclusion Grab shorty there wit the hair, ass is huge and Lips is juicy, way she move her hips so loosely Critical curves see it through furs Curious so I want to see if it's hers Delirious so I had to see if it's her (it wasn't me) I ain't touch you that's on me and my words You ain't gotta flip the script, kick me to the curb Cause I was, just checking you wasn't disrespecting you Lips so sexual while your friend's protecting you Baby girl I know you're far from a slut I know the difference between a car and a truck I'm not a dumb nigga You had these young niggas scarring you up You know the difference between a scar and a cut You're not a dumb nigga So let's take it from the car to the club And hit the bar and get a bottle of bub, and have fun nigga [Chorus] [Verse: Loon] Baby all bubble, have a lil chat a small huddle Time to make money and more trouble And we all hungry and all hustle And we all humble, but together we got more muscle And we got dough, nigga me and P we hot yo Make a hip hop show look like a rock show Ooh Jesus Christ! look the way that the rocks glow Want the world to see so we keeping them tops low Rascal, keep it on my lap for Broscoe One shot your blood drip thicker than Basco Drop though, keep the illest cat wit the hot flow Watch your pro turn grown men to a snot nose I pity a fool, never touch titties in schools Son you can't hang wit Diddy and Loon We allstars, nigga playing bet he was cool Got more broads than you and any nigga in your crew, Bad Boy [Chorus] [P. Diddy] (Kelis in background) Yeah! Bad Boy baby The Legacy continues! We won't stop, yeah, and another one And another one, let's go [Chorus - to fade]

Doin' Too Much

Snoop Doggy Dog "No Limit Top Dogg"
[Snoop Dogg] *inhales* Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Quik check this out dog You know mothafuckers be doin way way too mothafuckin much You know? That's real Just like baby right here, she doin too much Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car And he actin like it's his but you know it's not Say he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up She actin like that hair's hers but you know what's up Say she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb I told em 'Hit the side and slide and get the herb' But guess who's callin, Pipedream Patty Made that nigga park my whoride beside the alley Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga) Fuck that nigga yo But I can't forget about him cuz he taught me everything I know Oh no Joe, walkin down the wrong lane Tootin on that cocaine, fuckin wit that wrong thang Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn) Then fake the funk, doggonnit Now loc, look at this predicament You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit Niggas like you, used to be in my crew Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce Now if you're doin for your family and you can't stand it Cuz you know these mothafuckers tryin take advantage Say they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope And he need to catch a mothafuckin different stroke Say he doin too much, yeah Joey you doin too much We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style We might throw a pool party every once in a while Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in I believe in, sharin the cock Also, I believe in comparin the cock Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why?) Cuz she love the way I just beat up the pussy Not just knee deep, she was totally deep When she went down on me She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off Ooh wee, baby you's a freak Put my homey up on game like a gangsta But my homey fell in love and he banked her Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back And he get his third strike wit no get back Say he doin too much, yeah homey you doin too much And when the homey in the pen, doin a sin And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend Say she doin too much, hell yeah she doin too much I'm livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit mills I'm havin major type of paper, I ain't trippin off bills (still) Show me some respect and accept my coolness And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish Use this as a warning, cuz I'm startin To figure it's some niggas think I'm soft as Charmin Pardon me, cuz I ain't mad when you get bent But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. ?spray? Friends and family, gettin after me like repo Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note You doin too much when you clutchin on my touch-tone Callin strays over nigga leadin months gone Conversate for fo' hours, wastin mo' power And only get to hit a cold shower You fakin like you're makin more moves than Simpson But frontin, pushin buttons, doin nuttin but sin And when a nigga on yo' phone, runnin up yo' bill Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel You know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much And when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milk And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt You know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much That's real

Everything You Want

RAY J "Everything You Want"
Hey, who is that [laugh] Better calm down around here Hey girl, whatever you want... I got Hey yeah (Everything) Everything you want from me (I want) I'm gonna give it all to you [Verse 1:] Baby if you please, tell me your desires Of your heart (your heart) One thing I can see You're in need of lovin' I can give it to you (hey, hey) Don't lower your expectations So you can say that you're just- Someone in love Baby, cuz in my estimation You should get all that you want And it's my pleasure just to give it to you [Chorus:] Everything you that you want from me (from me now baby) I'm gonna give it all to you (hey, hey) Everything you that you want me to be (me to be) I'm gonna be there just for you [Verse 2:] Girl, it's a possibility That you've been lonely for too long (too long) Well I've got remedy for your frustration In the words of this song This song baby Come closer my love, I'm already near To keep you satisfied It's me that you need You can get it all from me You don't have to worry Cuz I'm gonna give it to you [Chorus] Everything that you want from me (I'm gonna give it baby) I'm gonna give it all to you (to you) Everything you want me to be (oh yeah) I'm gonna be there just for you (for you) Everything that you want from me (just want to know about my love) I'm gonna give it all to you (baby can't you see whatever you want me to be) Everything you want me to be (want me baby) I'm gonna be there just for you Hah ah Whoa whoa Everything Everything The love you deserve (yeah) All you want in life (want in life, baby) You are the one, only in my eyes And that's enough for me to say - baby [Chorus (repeat till it's fade)]

Doin' Too Much

SNOOP DOGG "No Limit Top Dogg"
[Snoop Dogg] [inhales] Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Quik check this out dog You know mothafuckers be doin way way too mothafuckin much You know That's real Just like baby right here, she doin too much Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car And he actin like it's his but you know it's not Say he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up She actin like that hair's hers but you know what's up Say she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb I told em 'Hit the side and slide and get the herb' But guess who's callin, Pipedream Patty Made that nigga park my whoride beside the alley Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga) Fuck that nigga yo But I can't forget about him cuz he taught me everything I know Oh no Joe, walkin down the wrong lane Tootin on that cocaine, fuckin wit that wrong thang Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn) Then fake the funk, doggonnit Now loc, look at this predicament You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit Niggas like you, used to be in my crew Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce Now if you're doin for your family and you can't stand it Cuz you know these mothafuckers tryin take advantage Say they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope And he need to catch a mothafuckin different stroke Say he doin too much, yeah Joey you doin too much We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style We might throw a pool party every once in a while Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in I believe in, sharin the cock Also, I believe in comparin the cock Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why) Cuz she love the way I just beat up the pussy Not just knee deep, she was totally deep When she went down on me She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off Ooh wee, baby you's a freak Put my homey up on game like a gangsta But my homey fell in love and he banked her Ain't that a trip Now we in a twist Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back And he get his third strike wit no get back Say he doin too much, yeah homey you doin too much And when the homey in the pen, doin a sin And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend Say she doin too much, hell yeah she doin too much I'm livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit mills I'm havin major type of paper, I ain't trippin off bills (still) Show me some respect and accept my coolness And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish Use this as a warning, cuz I'm startin To figure it's some niggas think I'm soft as Charmin Pardon me, cuz I ain't mad when you get bent But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. spray Friends and family, gettin after me like repo Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note You doin too much when you clutchin on my touch-tone Callin strays over nigga leadin months gone Conversate for fo' hours, wastin mo' power And only get to hit a cold shower You fakin like you're makin more moves than Simpson But frontin, pushin buttons, doin nuttin but sin And when a nigga on yo' phone, runnin up yo' bill Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel You know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much And when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milk And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt You know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much That's real

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