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BOBBY WOMACK lyrics

California Dreamin'

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All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey i went for a walk on a winters day i'd be safe and warm if i was in LA california dreamin on such a winters day went through the church, just me i stopped along the way when i got down on my bended knee and i began to pray you know the preacher digs a call cos he knows im gunna stay hes knows im gunna stay, i told him so california dreamin oh, somebody hit me know i wanna go so bad, yeah cos all the leaves are brown and the skies are grey, yeah i went for a walk on a winter's day, oooohhhhhhh id be safe and warm if i was in LA california dreamin on such a winter's day such a winter's day on such a winter's day, yeah, yeah, woahhh california dreamin california dreamin gotta, gotta, gotta get some sunshine cant believe i blew my mind gotta get some sunshine california dremaing california dremaing ohhh, gotta get some california dreamin, ohhhhhh california dreamin gotta get to LA get some sunshine every day california dreamin ohh...........

California Dreamin'

DJ SAMMY "Heaven"
All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray I've been for a walk on a winter's day I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A. California dreamin' on such a winter's day Stopped in to a church I passed along the way Well I got down on my knees and I pretend to pray You know the preacher liked the cold He knows I'm gonna stay California dreamin' on such a winter's day California dreamin' on such a winter's... California dreamin' on such a winter's... California dreamin' on such a winter's day... All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray I've been for a walk on a winter's day If I didn't tell her I could leave today California dreamin' on such a winter's day California dreamin' on such a winter's... California dreamin' on such a winter's... California dreamin' on such a winter's day... On such a winter's day... California dreamin' on such a winter's... California dreamin' on such a winter's... California dreamin' on such a winter's day... California dreamin' on such a winter's day...

California Dreamin

BEACH BOYS
All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey I've been for a walk on a winter's day I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A. California dreamin' (California dreamin' on such a winter's day) Stopped into a church I passed along the way Well, I got down on my knees (got down on my knees) and I pretend to pray (I pretend to pray) You know the preacher likes the cold (preacher likes the cold) He knows I'm gonna stay (knows I'm gonna stay) California dreamin' (California dreamin' on such a winter's day) (Solo Oo-oo-oo All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown) and the sky is grey (and the sky is grey) I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk) on a winter's day (on a winter's day) I'd be safe and warm (I'd be safe and warm) if I was in L.A. (if I was in L.A.) California dreamin' (California dreamin' on such a winter's day) California dreamin'...

California Dreamin'

JOHNNY RIVERS "Changes"
All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey I've been for a walk on a winter's day I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A. California dreamin' on such a winter's day. Stopped into a church I passed along the way Well I got down on my kneesand I pretend to pray You know the preacher lights the coals, he knows I'm gonna stay California dreamin' on such a winter's day. All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey I've been for a walk on a winter's day I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A. California dreamin' on such a winter's day California dreamin' on such a winter's day California dreamin' on such a winter's day.

U Ain't Gotta Go Home

JOE BUDDEN "Joe Budden"
[DJ Clue] Yeah, the world famous DJ Clue Desert Storm Jump off Joe Buddens, on top This go out to all my niggaz You ain't gotta chain, but you got a mean muthafuckin' wrist game All my ladies, you ain't got a car But you gotta mean muthafuckin' heel game Click them heels You know how we do it C'mon [Joe Budden] Whoa! (Haha) Whoa! Okay Dub Whoa! Have some fun with it [Hook] Mami, I'm there if you fine in the rear We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here [Verse 1] I ain't got to tell homeboy, he know that This is 'Matrix Reloaded' and Neo's back I'm up, humble apologies, sorry clowns I'm here for the long run, I ain't Coffee Brown Get to know me, the man, the person So by the time I'm on my fifth album You should understand the first one It's non-fiction, you deny you want proof I only buck in the air when the sky's in the booth You gets liable to shoot This twenty-two release some extra keyholes on the driver's side of your coupe Like, nighty night, here's your lullaby bitches You might need just a lil' more than butterfly stitches Get out of line and get stuck up duke Lose your spines tryin' to touch us jukes Get to the mall in a circle, guns out playin' duck-duck-goose This shit is kinda aiight till I fuck in the booth I'm sayin', I'm here, got my nine up in here Thugs wanna rumble, I don't mind, nigga yeah [Bridge] And when I'm done slidin' up somethin' fierce You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here [Verse 2] Like I don't roll with niggaz that'll lift 'ayn' chrome Take a look at 'em, you can see they just skin and bones Y'all talk about bricks when y'all know who move 'em us real niggaz make withdrawls while y'all go through 'em We carry long guns, we can contra on it We talk about it, we live it, y'all ponder on it Shit, ridiculously priced, us cons afford it I'm talkin' straight cash, you might need a sponsor for it But wait - ever met somebody that wouldn't chill Every second he feel the need to let you know that he's real Every second he wanna talk about his homies that died And the people he killed and in the future all the people he will Talk about who he stabbed and beat up, and he won't cool out Yakety-yakkin', he's reminiscing on different shootouts How he was there, shotties was blastin' Cops came with body bags, and he's talkin', but nobody asked him Naw - he want attention, he want his name yelled Me and him always end up in the same cell I'm pissed on the top bunk, I can't sleep This guy ain't street, go 'head nigga I ain't beef But feel me - stop there, who popped him where Who you backed out on and had the whole block scared [Bridge] Ma when I'm done pokin' you from the rear You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here [Verse 3] Ma - you real aggressive, catchin' me of balance It's a turn off, don't you know niggaz respect a challenge Move a lil' slow gettin' at me Treat the pussy like it's worth somethin', don't just go throwin' it at me Cuz - while you doin' it at the same time I'm thinkin' how many niggaz hit you wit that same line Or - how many other niggaz you ran game to How many niggaz you fucked or you gave brain to How many other dudes houses you done came to With condoms on you hopin' that he find 'em on you And - I ain't tryin' to catch nothin' from you So I'm caught up in a Catch-22 If I don't fuck her then I'm not like guys she met before So while I'm turnin' her down she's just likin' me more But if I do get to pokin', hit her with long strokin' I now have a girlie on my hands that's open I don't want her callin' me constantly Thinkin' 'cause I fucked her she got a bond with me I don't want her misunderstandin' a one night stand It was just a nut, I'm not your man [Hook] Ma - I'm there, if you fine in the rear We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah And when I'm done slidin', you somethin' fierce You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here Ma - I'm there, name a time and where We can get into whatever if you don't mind boo be yeah And when I'm done pokin' you from the rear You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here [DJ Clue talking till end]

Ma Ma Ma

JOE BUDDEN "Joe Budden"
[112 + (Joe)] 112! (Jump off!) Aww yeah (Uhh, y'know) [Verse One: Joe Budden] You wanna get right, boo, headlights, blue Don't no other mami give me head like you I get you in the club, sit right in the Rover y Now you ain't gotta pretend like you like the promoter We could lamp in the 5 with my hand on yo' thigh You goin to sleep thinkin that this can't be life Don't mistake my talkin modest Still put you in the wide bedroom with the walk-in closet Bay, riverboats, if you wanna see water Full length minks, get rid of that three-quarter Ex-man never had you feelin that fly Flat screens in the room with the ceiling that high When them other cats call you, you can turn your phone off New school your neck, take that herringbone off Stretch 'Vee playin Manhattan System old school, play 'em and had 'em We makin it happen, oh yeah [Chorus: 112] Turn this off for a minute We can do freaky things if you widdit We can be me and you, I know you feel it You can say, "La la-la la, la la la la" All you want, you can get it You can have all my time, let's spend it The way you do your thing, I can't forget it Got me screamin, "Ma ma-ma ma, ma ma ma ma" [Verse Two: Joe Budden] Look, I need a wife too, feed her ice, blue Got birds on the side, I don't treat 'em like you I don't let 'em play with the wheel and when the check come They already know they gotta pay for they meals Say I'm, comin at you with lines, think they lies Just because I don't match your compatible sign I'ma let the world see, other boos can't relate Let you walk in front, make the other dudes hate When I put it on you, you throw it right back (ha ha) Who else you know gon' poke it like that? And ma I'm gon' show you like that, you be hollerin "La la-la la, la la la la" - oh yeah, look Private party, it's just me, you and the new India.Arie, you won't be sorry Scoop it, we can do the all from Harley Y'all ask me hardly nah, I'm up to par [Chorus] [Verse Three: Joe Budden] Look forget my miss, no let's remind miss And I never let a clown disrespect my miss I need dat in my life, a G might cry But you the only one that ever get to see that side Look, my lady fresh, we ain't gotta rush We can take baby steps, that may be the best Hate to repeat myself, I know I already told you But mom's sayin what's good I'm tryin to know you If you been for lookin for the right one, well here he is Ready to take things a little mo' serious Ain't nervous no more, you heard it all before Are you a Fifth Ave miss, but you workin that velour? Stop, I'm tired of trickin, I'm tired of pigeons Need a house with acres to put my wife and kids in Chefs are good when they gettin right in the kitchen Babygirl that's the life we'd be livin, overstand somethin [Interlude: 112] Baby let me be with you more, hold you more Let me get the chance, I can show you more Let me get to know you more, I'll be screamin out "La la-la la, la la la la" If I could, wife you out, ride this out You're the only one I wouldn't ride without I could show you what this life's about I be screamin out, "Ma ma-ma ma, ma ma ma ma" [Chorus - repeat 2X w/ Joe Budden ad libs] [Joe Budden] This is the type of shit right here, listen You gotta go to the car wash on this one Hehe, you can't ride around dirty and dusty and shit If it just went yesterday, when you wake up Take it to the car wash Don't just get the exterior joint neither We need the-the-the works, the thirty dollar joint And we need to get the little tree to put up in the rearview So it's smellin nice and SEXY like when they get inside Ha ha! Ayy..

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