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CHRIS REA lyrics - Dancing Down The Stony Road

Ride On

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I got something in my pocket that makes it hard for me to stay When I lay down I can feel it, every night and every day It's a dream I can't get hold of, it's a certain way to be Lord knows I try to lose it, but it will not let me be. Ride on, ride on Is it something that I'm needing, is it something that I fear Am I chasing or am I running? do I want it to be here? So strap your scars up, pull your belt in tight Tell yourself it's worth the pain, 'till that something in your pocket Ain't never felt again Ride on, ride on, keep riding on. Are you looking out, for what's missing inside You can scream and shout, but you can never ever hide So strap your scars up, pull your belt in tight Tell yourself it's worth the pain To let something in your pocket Ain't never felt again Ride on, ride on, keep riding on. Â Chris Rea Jazzee Blue

Porn Star

AUGUST ALSINA "Testimony"
[Verse 1:] Let me put your mind to rest I'm nothing like that other guy Ima put yo ass to bed, just call me a lullaby Believe it, believe it Girl I'll be your quarterback, receive it Go deep, baby work them lips no time to speak When I lay back, shawty don't know how to act She ready when the lights go off she climb on top Her body rocking we don't stop No handle bars or falling off, cause cause [Hook:] She ride me like a porn star She ride me like a porn star She ride me like a pro she did this shit before I hold her tight no letting go till she say she can't take no more I'm speechless All I say is oooooooh She ride, she ride She ride, she ride, she ride All I say is oooooooh She ride me like a porn star She ride me like a porn star She ride me like a porn star She ride me like a porn star [Verse 2:] She ride it like she never gonna ride this dick again She thinking like a G and she ain't never giving in She ride it in the back of my car, on the bar, on the stash, on the bed she ain't scared Cause when I lay back, shawty don't know how to act She ready when the lights go off she climb on top Her body rocking we don't stop No handle bars or falling off, cause cause [Hook] Go girl keep riding [x7] Keep riding girl, keep riding [Hook]

Run Up On Ya

JOEY BADA$$ "B4.Da.$$"
[Intro - Joey BADA$$:] Yeah, run up on ya bitch like Probably run up on ya bitch like [Verse 1 - Joey BADA$$:] Lord, can I get a bad bitch? High class whip, be above the average Headed north west, that two seater Kardashian Type to give me brain up in the red light traffic And keep ya head up, that 2Pac blasting Face two stacks and then be back into this action No time to relax, I need someone to count this cash with That match with, give me what I'm askin' The lady in the streets appear beast on that mattress That's it, you're the only one I'm trying to mack with But you could be a liability or fat (ass)et How real is that ass miss? Bend that shit backwards Hit one backwood, crack the pussy like a password Bet that pussy's last word is master Ask her, roll my rocker til I made that astronaut That's NASA thought, be that young fly, nasty one Swallow the seeds, please, but you can't catch me slipping, hon [Hook - Elle Varner:] So let's just ride away We could die today Got no time to waste So just roll with me, baby Ride or die Always by your side Until the end of time Driving me crazy [Verse 2 - Joey BADA$$:] First thing's first, I, Joey Freaks all the honeys, mommies, the playboy bunnies The hoes love me, get down before the money Just know shit could get ugly, but whether it rain or sunny Just never worry, chinchillas in February Vanilla, that's when you ready Check the itinerary whenever it's necessary Keep my baby straight, peep my lady lace The Margiela to Doneva Fool less it's planned and everything is in control So hit the gas and let's go It's no sleep til Brooklyn, another beastie boy And she just can't stop looking, she like it raw Real spitter and all and that's the word of mouth And let her sit in the jaw I'm so nasty, please just walk past me So tempted to grab it, I gotta have it We could be living lavish so tell me, girl, right away We could hit the bank then escape to the hideaway Is you riding, riding with me? Is you riding? Is you riding, riding with me? Is you riding? [Hook] [Verse 3 - Action Bronson:] Getting head in the whip and not crashing it FILA Velour shorts set, half Arabic I sit in dove room with candle lit Tell little mama handle it Or you could leave the sandals on and pull your skirt up I really remember reading Word Up Tiger Beat, see me on the cover soon, fold out posters Hanging on your shorties wall I still be fucking women half my age when I'm 44 Young skin, a winning personality Hard dick, million dollar salary These cheating refs calling fouls on me Break the fucking whistle off in his ass, now hit the road, Jack Hop off the bozack, the .44 clap You'll need low jack to define your whole back Euros'll get down, you know that Swimming trunks and throwback Yeah, you know that [Hook]

Ride (Remix)

ACE HOOD "Gutta"
[T-Pain:] Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do, and then I, chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to youuu, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good [Ace Hood:] Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me, my gutta baby who ain't scared to put it down for me, see this the remix shawty I'm a keep the cash comin, don't guess who played the track and fast to keep the cash runnin, you my official lady, no booin like mcgrady, don't do nobody favors, tell em fuck off and pay us, that's what I love about you, don't watch no soap operas, you back that paper half naked get that? in prada, then bring them dollas back to papa give you half a profit, you can go b low the money, that louie bag of hundreds, we tryin to holla, but she be hella frontin, she never met a nigga real as... so it's all or nuttin [Chorus] [Rick Ross:] She my lamborghini, I'm her 57, when she hold me I close my eyes and just picture heaven, she picture perfect, this a perfect picture, I'm stuffin thousand lines in each and every verse I get ya, I kiss her in the mouth, she watch my money stack, she know I'm here forever, it's deeper then a rap, I have multiple showin, she one in a milli, now it's colorful stones, cause there's ice in my phillies, [Juelz Santana:] Sorry, I gotta go I gotta get it, but she know how daddy roll I'm coming back home with it, sometime I take her with me when I go and get my dough, cause my girl roll harder then some niggas I know, and I know, that she know, I'm by her side, she by my side, and if I ride then she gon ride and we gon ride until we die, now now now now, picture us rollin, in something stolen, steering wheel twirlin, who? me and my girlfriend. [Chorus] [Ace Hood:] I gotta chick that'll hold me down, she moving no, when I'm outta town, she ride or die and keep it line she never deny me down, she find me shit that's bigger then? the baddest bitch around, that's why I let her push the whip and drop the top and down, and give her the stacks you just imagine you should see the smiles, I have her shippin crates to different places out of town, baby we ballin see them hatas they so out of bounds, let's have a toast, I'm supposed to lay your body down, I spread the money round give it to ya doggy style, see this the remix bay I might just put that tonguein down, gotta keep it gutta baby I'm tryin to hear that moanin sound, cause you my ride or die it ain't no question about that... [Chorus:] Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do, and when I chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you, because I ride or die, girl we gon be good, cause if you ride or die, we gon make it out this hood...

Drop Drop

JOE BUDDEN
[Intro] Uh huh, yeah Uh huh, yeah Oh no (louder) oh no (louder) Uh huh, uh huh [Chorus] (Drop drop) - my homies that ride chromies let it (Pop pop) - at the bar Budden them bottles and them (Shots shots) - my ladies it's all gravy if you (Hot hot) then come back to the (spot spot) and maybe we can (Bone bone) - know that we chilling, she something shaking in her (Thong thong) - gangsta gangsta, paper paper (Long long) - and for my riders all over Now you know we wanna hit it hit it Don't stop, get it get it [Verse] Sick wit it, I keep paper around me So I know that everybody got the vapors around me See me in a big truck thin rubber riding 2 Way and a broad, and got 10 others squatting Cause I know Cal broads act up man So 'cha man man gotta keep a back up plan Not a dance floor nucka [nigga] I'm take em home get em to drop they pants And gross nucka till the (drip drip) No you not my wife no you can't handle my (kid kid) I'm just trying to put in your (rib rib) Through Cheetah, we in the four door Beem Not like the two door like the kid only got a few divas Drive wit my knees, seat recline While she leaned over giving me a piece of her mind I be sizing em up from they thighs and above Holla at me if you wanna come and ride wit a thug, yeah! [Chorus] [Bridge] All my ladies if you riding! Then you know to skip the shotgun and bag the one driving All my nuckas if you riding! Don't trip plenty cash if she stingy wit ass [Verse] Yo boy got a street chick Rocks Chanelle she focused ('focused man') Stay wit a bag of fine and no elder rolling (uh) She just one of my dames, gotta stay cool Everything I got is under her name, it's on! (top top) And I'm the same dude came up from the (block block) I'm doing it baby I can't (stop stop) In my rear view I'm getting tailed by the (cops cops) Clean but kit got me looking like I'm (hot hot) I ain't on the (streets streets) dawg Just trying to (eat eat) So fall back jerk, cop I ain't (beat beat) Can't miss me, I'm the guy in the V-Tweezy And that dime you was hollering at, she's wit me in the [Chorus] [Verse] Chicks wit nice bodies, whip be wide body Backseat emtpy, clips can ride shotty, We gon' (ride ride) See yo boy getting a million We ain't merking it, Nathan had they missing a ceiling And, could catch me spendning time at the bar You like your water frozen, dawg I like mine in a jar We get it (crunk crunk) y'all hear the system out in the (trunk trunk) Thump thump Budden be giving you what you want now [Chorus]

Battle Scars

PARADISE FEARS "Battle Scars"
Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh-ohhhhh Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh-ohhhhh This is an anthem for the homesick, for the beaten, The lost, the broke, the defeated. A song for the heartsick, for the standbys, Living life in the shadow of a goodbye. Do you remember when we learned how to fly? We'd play make-believe; we were young and had time on our side. You're stuck on the ground, Got lost, can't be found. Just remember that you're still alive. I'll carry you home. No, you're not alone. Keep marching on, This is worth fighting for, You know we've all got battle scars. You've had enough, But just don't give up. Stick to your guns, You are worth fighting for. You know we've all got battle scars. Keep marching on. This is a call to the soldiers, the fighters, The young, the innocent, and righteous. We've got a little room to grow. Better days are near, Hope is so much stronger than fear. So if you jump, kid, don't be scared to fall. We'll be kings and queens in this dream, all for one, one for all. You can light up the dark, There's a fire in your heart, Burning brighter than ever before. I'll carry you home. No, you're not alone. Keep marching on, This is worth fighting for, You know we've all got battle scars. You've had enough, But just don't give up. Stick to your guns, You are worth fighting for. You know we've all got battle scars. Keep marching on. On and on, like we're living on a broken record. Hope is strong, but misery's a little quicker. Sit, and we wait, and we drown there, Thinking, "Why bother playing when it's unfair?" They say life's a waste, I say they lack belief. They tell me luck will travel, I tell 'em that's why I've got feet. Left, right, left, right, Moving along to the pulse of a heartbeat. This could be the last chance you have to fly. Do you like the ground? Want it to pass you by? Man, you had it all when you were just a kid. Do you even remember who you were back then? What do you want in life? Will you be twice as strong? What would you sacrifice? What are you waiting on? Don't stop, march on. I'll carry you home. No, you're not alone. Keep marching on, This is worth fighting for, You know we've all got battle scars. You've had enough, But just don't give up. Stick to your guns, You are worth fighting for. You know we've all got battle scars. Keep marching on. Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh-ohhhhh Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh Oh-ohhhh-oh-ohhhh-ohhhhh Keep marching on.

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