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ARETHA FRANKLIN lyrics - The Electrifying Aretha Franklin

Rough Lover

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Now, listen here, girls I’m gonna tell you What I want right now I want a rough lover I want a man I want a rough, tough lover And I’ll find him if I can He’s got to bite nails Fight bears And if I get sassy Be a man who dares To shut me up and kiss me So I know he cares I want a man Don’t want a mean daddy I want a boss I want a mean, sweet daddy Who the devil wouldn’t cross He’s got to spit fire Chew iron Get mad and start roaring Like a mountain lion Then whisper that he loves me So I know he’s mine I want a man I’m looking for a guy Who’s big and strong But weak for me I’m looking for a guy Who’ll ride around But never, never set me free I want a rough lover I want a man I want a rough, tough lover With a sentimental plan So he can kiss nice Hug tight He’s gotta be sweet and gentle Day and night But mean enough to make me Want to treat him right I want a man, oh, yeah I’m looking for a guy Who’s raving strong But weak for me I’m looking for a guy Who’ll ride around But never, never set me free I want a rough lover I want a man I want a rough, tough lover With a sentimental plan So he can kiss nice Hug tight He’s gotta be sweet and gentle Day and night But mean enough to make me Want to treat him right I want a man I want a man I don’t want no creampuff, baby Don’t want no butterfly I want a man Oh, yes, I do Oh, yes, I do

Rough...

QUEEN LATIFAH "Black Reign"
This one goes out to all the rough and rugged muthafuckas out there Strictly on the Latifah tip [Verse 1 - Treach] The quicker committee gettin witty for many cause the war ain't won This the city where I'm From, I'll glue ya titties to ya tongue It's on like this with The Black Bleep the blip Smokin' Shit with mad misfits The 1 man, 1 mold, Murder 1 Murder gold, 1 hard headache to hold Word to god It's good as Gold If it Ain't rough, it ain't ashy & brick thick And If It ain't nasty, Naughty's pissin on your picnic Rough is the place, the space, knuckle which way you think Here to put a fat black nose on the Black Sphnix I don't shoot to get pimples order your Christmas I shot St. Nick There's stuff for the kids I ain't get No One under 17 Admitted, so I Came 18 deep You can raid but you can't fade me If It ain't rough, it ain't rugged And if you can't hear it, you can't dub it COME ON [Hook] If It ain't rough, I could do without it If It ain't rough, Just throw it to the curb If It ain't rough, He could do without it If It ain't rough, It's working my nerves If It ain't rough, I could do without it If It ain't rough, Just throw it to the curb If It ain't rough, He could do without it If It ain't rough, It's working my nerves [Bridge - Heavy D] Tell me how you like it - Rough Tell me how you need it - Rough Tell me how you keep it - Rough Tell me how you want it - Rough [Verse 2 - Heavy D] Tuck away your entire stuff, I'm comin' tough Rugged and rough, from a blunt, take puff UHHH Never joke with a tech nine hotter than a sex line Next time, flex when it's my time I'll take a chump or a champ a clamp or a zamp so now the rolly polly holly molly I'm magnificent Skip to my lou, gather up your crew Let the heavysetters show you what a nigga could really do today We all know about body bags, but seems everybody brags about being tough, catch a body tag Knowin well, they just cream puffs Talkin tough cause they've stuff, It's a bluff They ain't tough they ain't nothin' [Hook] [Verse 3 - KRS-One] Follow me now massive! Follow me now massive! Follow me crew follow me crew KRS-One in the party just a gwan wanna Here we go, Yo, You Know the flow, I get high & Low You Know, Why you wanna flow with the pro, Oh, no no no no no no no Breakin' rappers in half by the ass is my only task Gold & Platinum Plaques will pass, only talent will last I come to the party prepared to kick Ass You come to the party well prepared then get scared You're through and need stitching up, You and your crew start bitching up Where you gonna live around where I'm not stompin' It? I really believe you're a wee bit ova confident On MTV, You wanna down rate me quick, yeah I'm a hypocrite When You in my face, you in my dick Consequently your lyrics don't fit, get a grip You Straight on some sucka shit [Hook] [Verse 4 - Queen Latifah] Here comes the queen, I'll make a woman on the track get attracted like a fiend to the beat so I rap You're looking for a friend to the end, good, that me But if you're looking for a Gangsta bitch That's exactly what you're gonna see Ain't no way, Ain't no say, This ain't your lucky day So go pray, Now you pay cause I don't fuckin' play Matter fact, I think Ice-T, he put it just right "You diss me on record, see me fight" Just throw up the joints and get to the point And cut all the talk, the BS can walk Cause I ain't here to waste my breath You test my skills, you get put to death I'm sick of all the huff, puff, blow your house down bull- Shit I heard last week You get ya ass beat So Watch the way you approach the Queen If it ain't rough I'll send that ass to the guillotines [Hook]

Too Much To Handle

APRIL WINE "Animal Grace"
You tried so hard to please me, you have me on your list Just one more heart to play with, I know that you tried your best Well I'm not the kind to take it, I'll turn, I'll walk away Cause you cast your spell upon me, but things won't stay this way I try to love you, I try to make you see But everytime I turn around, you're walking out on me I can't take it no more, I say You're too hot (too hot), I've got my hands full You're so hot (so hot), too hot to handle It's so tough (so tough), there's nothin' left to try I have a thing for your love, but we've both had enough Because you're too hot to handle They told me all about you, that I'd better watch my step I've had alot of girlfriends, but no one like you yet I wanna be the only one, you say that you want the same But you're much too restless for me girl, I'm tired of playin' games The change surrounds you, can't you see it's all around you I know I can't take a chance, I won't go again I can't take it no more, I say You're too hot (too hot), I've got my hands full You're so hot (so hot), too hot to handle It's so rough (so rough), there's nothin' left to try I have a thing for your love, but we've both had enough Because you're too hot to handle Your eyes, they dance with fire, the flames just tease the soul Your eyes concede a passion girl, but the blood in your heart runs cold I say I'm not gonna waste my time, I don't want you on my mind I said it's over now, we're through, I won't waste my time no more with you I try to love you, I try to make you see But everytime I turn around, you're walking out on me I can't take it no more, I say You're too hot (too hot), I've got my hands full You're so tough (so tough), too hot to handle It's so rough (so rough), there's nothin' left to try I had a thing for your love, but we've both had enough Because you're too hot to handle (too hot), you're much too hot for me You're too hot (too hot), I can feel it girl, much too lazy (too hot) This boy is gone, it's time to run girl, you're too hot (too hot) You're much too hot for me, can't you see you're (too hot) I've had enough, gonna walk away now

You Gotta Be...

Ahmad "Ahmad"
[ VERSE 1 ] Everybody in the ghetto tell me... Is it a lie that I must be a ruffneck And wear a frown just to be down? I kinda don't agree with bein (tough) But you gotta be (rough) It's either you claimin your hood, or you're not a gee Forget about respect, I refuse to be the next guy Fitted for a casket, either with it, or get blasted I choose to gangbang, they give me a chrome-plated trigger Say, If you got any heart, go rob that Mini-Mart, nigga Now look what I done did, damn, I had to be the big man They're lookin at me shifty, better shut up 'fore I get slammed Man, I'm not a thief, good grief, and I don't wanna act hard But then they said if I didn't do it, they was gonna gat, far As I could see (I was gonna be) The next new member of the crew, cause it's 8 of them and 1 of me I don't wanna do it, but I will Cause I still want folks to think that I'm hard and tough Cause you gotta be (rough) Cause you gotta be (tough) Cause you gotta be (rough) (I used to be a stick-up kid) [ VERSE 2 ] Well, it's the niggeroe, again, right back in where I left off Still tryin to make a decision, I might go to prison if I don't step off But if I don't rob this store, then I'm not sure If I'm gonna be considered as a gee And you gotta be (rough) Cuffs are temporary, homies are for life So I grab the deuce-deuce and go inside I decide to prove in the Mini-Mart, Don't nobody move Start fillin up the paper sack with loot, or I might shoot But things didn't go as planned, cause this man had his own gun We're standin toe to toe, eye to eye, so I figured why not Pull the trigger? Put this nigga on the ground It'll show that I had poise, then my boy'll know I'm down But I didn't do it quick enough, or he thought of it first Cause he blasted to the chest, and now I'm restin yellin, Nurse! And holdin on to life, or at least tryin to hold on In a jailward wearin cuffs Cause I had to be (rough) Cause you gotta be (tough) Cause you gotta be (rough) (I used to be a stick-up kid) And everybody, everybody gotta be rough, y'all (I used to be a stick-up kid) And everybody, everybody gotta be tough, y'all (I used to be a stick-up kid) [ VERSE 3 ] Well, that's the end of my tale, but before we know Fools'll just forget what I said, and the story go On and on, until you're up to no good And back throwin up your hood And still doin what you shouldn't Niggeroes, come together, cause divided we fall So stall that gang shit, stand up Quit standin in handcuffs Really hard's when you got loot And you ain't gotta shoot Damn man, enough is enough So why you gotta be (rough) Cause you gotta be (tough) Cause you gotta be (rough) (I used to be a stick-up kid)

The Boy

SAMANTHA MUMBA "Gotta Tell You"
Uh, come on Check it Royale TR Sam sing it Checkin' you walkin' round in ya Timbs and I must admit that you're looking kind of fly man Rough boy, tough boy attitude and You gotta know that I wanna be down and Ooh Look at you bling blinging Ooh You got me feening Ooh Inside I'm screaming Ooooh boy A thug boy A tough boy A rough boy My kind of boy (boy) A cute boy A hit boy Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy… A thug boy A tough boy A rough boy My kind of boy (boy) A cute boy A hit boy Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy The next day you came by looking nice man I peeped the ice in your ring and cross and I wanna know can you come back by and The way I'm feeling makes me wanna get down and Ooh Look at you bling blinging Ooh You got me feening Ooh Inside I'm screaming Ooooh boy A thug boy A tough boy A rough boy My kind of boy (boy) A cute boy A hit boy Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy… A thug boy A tough boy A rough boy My kind of boy (boy) A cute boy A hit boy Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy (Rap By Teddy Riley) A hip boy you could feel like you never felt I know I told you I'd be working these late nights I know you miss the good sex and the pillow fights But I'ma thug and I gotta stay on my job Yeah it's hard You want a rich man don't ya No slob You wanna lay up don't ya No job You wanna hit the streets huh Get robbed You a wifey, queen status You the baddest Cute chick the maddest With furs and the carats Feeling alright cause the day you comin' back You walked in the door cause I got your bags packed Cause you goin' on a trip huh We gonna let 'em know The spin when we dip huh The Benz sit real low when we dip huh We on point, the hip boys Royale, the district A thug boy A tough boy A rough boy My kind of boy (boy) A cute boy A hit boy Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy… A thug boy A tough boy A rough boy My kind of boy (boy) A cute boy A hit boy Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy

Country Boy

JUSTIN MOORE
I've skipped town at the stroke of eighteen To take hold of a world I had only dreamed The city life had me intrigued Fast cars and women like I'd never seen But I'm still a country boy I haven't been back to the farm I got a tattoo on my arm I break some laws but I do no harm Don't worry momma you can rest your heart Cause I'm still a country boy I cling tight to my roots Ain't forgot how I was raised There still dirt in my boots Still read my bible everyday I'm rough, tough, I run, have fun Got no choice Deep down still a country boy Oh yeah I was raised workin' with my hands Rat race livin' never in my plans But I love this all night bright light land That doesn't change who I am Cause I'm still a country boy I cling tight to my roots Ain't forgot how I was raised There still dirt in my boots Read my bible everyday I'm rough, tough, I run, have fun Got no choice Deep down still a country boy (a country boy) I'm rough, tough, I run, have fun Got no choice Deep down I'm just a country boy (a country boy) Oh yeah

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