Interested in Cryptocurrency?
Visit best CoinMarketCap alternative. Real time updates, cryptocurrency price prediction...

Raven Symone lyrics

Bump

Original and similar lyrics
too low turn it up some more too chill to get us on the floor hot jam where's the volume at make it loud loud as it can get you say bump up the groove you say 808 makes you move so big walls start to shake come on you like all you can take you say you wannna get a little bump in here shaking the room, give it the boom cmon you say you wanna get a little bump in here it's all good you gotta listen when the girls say everybody get a little bump in here level to ten, bump it again cmon say you wannna get a little bump in here it's all good you gotta listen when the boys say phatt beat like to feel the drops dj never gonna stop the heat is on turn it up some more I know what you're waiting for you say bump up the jam push it loud as you can so big house starts to shake volume walls start to break you say you wannna get a little bump in here shaking the room, give it the boom cmon you say you wanna get a little bump in here it's all good you gotta listen when the girls say everybody get a little bump in here level to ten, bump it again cmon say you wannna get a little bump in here it's all good you gotta listen when the boys say bump it in the big ride...gotta get the party on ready for the good time...we'll be jammin all night long even in the head phones...gotta get it loud enough never keep it too low...put it on the big ones and pump it up chorus

Mean To Me

TONIC "Sugar"
There's an empty place inside that is hurting me A place that keeps my heart out on its own A disconnected function of my wretchedness That keeps me so hard pressed It's a place where words are spoken you will never hear A broken bridge of lines that just won't come An empty lung that won't give the wind to speak at me How far can it be from home Why you gotta be so mean to me Why you gotta drag me down just to make me see You know I don't listen good and I'm always in need So why you gotta be so mean to me Do you think that it got up and left for good this time A crowd of faceless strangers moving on A feeling that you left it all behind you now That it doesn't hurt somehow To know [CHORUS] So open up the book that you keep deep inside Let the pages yellow in the sun Show them that you're not afraid to let them see How far you can be From home Why you gotta be so mean to me Why you gotta drag me down just to make me see You know I don't listen good and I'm always in need So why you gotta be so fucking mean to me Why you gotta be Why you gotta be Why you gotta be Why you gotta be Why you gotta be Why you gotta be Why you gotta be so mean to me

I've Got To Have It

JERMAINE DUPRI (JD)
[JD (Monica)] Uh-huh, oh (Oh) Uh-huh, oh So So Def (I've got to have it) See this is what it's all about right her Understand me see my life's real I don't know about yours Everything I do is an event (I've got to have it) Nas, Monica, and me (I've got to have it) When it comes to my honeys in the strip club (oh) Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block Like what? (What?) [Nas (Monica)] When you see me with the crispy fade Icing it out, glowing with the lights is out (hmm) Yo say my name! (Ooh) When you see a Bentley or Ferrari, a Mazuradi It's probably me (ooh, oh) Say my name! When your hear this song bump in the club When you're chillin' on the corner with your thugs Say my name! I make it hot and take your block Who they wanna be and hate they not Yo say my name! When your girl don't call you when you beep her And you hit it and her thing feel deeper Say my name! Pull on her hair, spankin' her rear While I'm in 'em bitches all I wanna hear is you say my name Squeeze my gats beef is done Police come you know the game Don't say my name Dipped out crazy, Timbs chicken and gravy Q.B., Dupri baby [1 - JD (Monica)] When it comes to the clubs packed, Cristal flowin' (I've got to have it) When it comes to homes plushed out chrome stuck out in traffic (I've got to have it) When it comes to a neck full of glow And a check full of O's, you know (I've got to have it) When it comes to my honeys in the strip club Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block Like what? Say my name! (I've got to have it) [Monica] Gotta have my tied up Iceberg Gucci Rolley Bezzled up, bezzled up Gotta have me a double O With a six in the front And a bump-bump in the truck Gotta have me an escalade My house is laid A man that keeps my bills paid My records play every day What can I say? I've got to have it [Repeat 1] [JD] When you see a black do-rag through the tint Of a black Bent going too fast Say my name When you talk about longevity And niggas who know how to keep gettin' that cash Say my name When you're sick of your songs Sittin' on the right And wanna know what the top feel like Say my name If you wanna know what being hot feel like And shuttin' down the spot feel like Say my name! JD from the home where the bowls get thrown And the dough get gone real quick like Keep niggas sick like 40 karats and a chain Foolish ain't it? Say my name! Everything you did I've done did double If you hate to see flash then your ass is in trouble Scram now and don't look back Cause until I die it's like that [Repeat 1] [Monica] I've got to have it..

Get Away

J. COLE "The Warm Up"
LA, NC, NY, the Chi Yea - hey Yea I wake up, hop out the shower Spray cologne on while I'm dressin They hollin bout recessions, so my niggas out here stressin But bitch I'm live and breathin, so to me that there's a blessin See life is like a test that I ain't never got no F in Steppin out today, I gotta leave the crib Mama stressin out, I pray That ain't nobody gone put a weapon out this way Cause I don't got no strap And ever since we hit Depression niggas don't know how to act In fact, there go some niggas there Hatin I feel the stare Me vs. you shining, that's like a diamond and silverware Let ya'll feel the glare I gotta go now I'm riding through the city with the windows rolled down Shawty hollin, so I pull up beside her I'm frontin what's your name? She told me boy you know me, don't play no games Now look they say you blowin up, hey is it true fired up? I say girl they wasn't kiddin like they tubes tied up I'm hollin hey Good god what a day I gotta say it feels good to get away Where ain't nobody stressin over shit they gotta pay And tell me whats work without play All my niggas hollin hey Good god what a day Hey babygirl, tell me, can you get away Where ain't nobody hollin bout the problems of the world Its just me and my favorite girl Now all around they holla Okay so word been spreadin,that I done jetted to New York I was up there doin my thang So now some folks I used to know is hollin out J. Cole! I gotta chuckle cause I know they use to say Jermaine So who changed? What's in a name though, when niggas can't hang on your shoe strings The flow insane plus I got that flame throw, that Lou Cain Even in the winter, we bring, feelings of summer, Suzanne We get them hooks like T-Pain and scoop them hoes like loose change Can you blame me? I'm just a boy straight out the Ville These wanksta ass niggas gettin played out forreal You actin like you trill nigga you betta not You talkin out yo' ass you finna get your head rocked This is where they shoot em sideways Boys gettin blazed Can't afford to fly so we get high to get away Now come here ladies, see we tryna get ya'll loose, pour it up Take this juice we gone mix it with this Goose, don't throw it up I'm hollin hey Good god what a day I gotta say it feels good to get away Where ain't nobody stressin over shit they gotta pay And tell me whats work without play All my niggas hollin hey Good god what a day Hey babygirl, tell me, can you get away Where ain't nobody hollin bout the problems of the world Its just me and my favorite girl Now all around they holla Yea - hey - yea

No Competition

JOE BUDDEN
Ain't no other girl quite like my type Hair did, highlights is a highlight, thighs right No need for a side slide I might, make her my wife Though she rendezvous with the night life Got her home what's the splurging for? Don't compliment her cause she heard em all Who am I to kick the same ol' plain game furthermore Lames made it so play, they don't work no more And that's Difficult with the way he real Dead the new generation with my 80s feel Be the one that can make me chill Prototype I don't even think they make em in the way she built We can bring the sun up in the new york sky If I talk fly on the walkby Leave at halftime 2 with these seats sittin courtside, itll be that You might even bring chivalry back Talk 2 em Watchin you Watchin me Next to you On top of me I can see There's no competition Competition Competition Baby there's just ain't no competition Won't talk about them other broads they don't ever compare You look mean but I never be scared We can be surround by water with the wind in our hair Though you dated ballplayers you ain't never been (there is no competition) Bet you ain't never pay general admission I think she got the body of a hood stripper Pay the check when it come, and a good tipper Case you ain't never fuck with a good nigga Bar in the living room full of good liquor You been off with world, would figga By a bunch of guys that just wanna good dick ya Magnify ya life, make you look bigger Just tell me if it's somethin that you could picture If you ain't been anywhere that you wan' book trips to That just mean that right dude ain't never stood with ya We can put the top back Have the seat drop back Me touchin you there You screamin 'stop that' Watch that I slow down Than I speed up You got em gettin She don't need a surgeon in the world She'll put a hurtin on the world I'll make it my buisness There's nothin more urgent in the world Paper long so you never have a burden in this world So while them other girls scream where the papes at? I'm still trynna figure at where her waist at Local to global, fuckin with a mogul Finish prada, I ain't even gotta mold ya She'll take the patron straight no chaser I ain't gotta stalk her I ain't gotta go chase her She the franchise far from a role player Guess all I gotta do now is go face her

Try Her

AER "What You Need"
[Hook - Dave:] Man I’m feeling on fire, with my 40 pass the lighter These girls lookin good, yeah I might try her I might try her, I might try her She looks good but her friends look a little nicer [Verse 1 – Dave:] I'm 18, I rock flow and smoke weed, tank tops, snap backs and rolled up jeans I come from the dub so you can catch me on the scene Either poppin j’s at coch or swimmin in the town beach Sneakin up on rooftops, never catchin z’s I'm ahead of the rest, plottin the next scheme F-A-M we ready for the ride, it’s what you need Comin’ from the kid in tie dye YEAH! [Hook] [Verse 2 - Dave:] Somethin’s tellin’ me to try it, license from London She gotta be the reason for the riots and the spill of the blood It’s a known fact Taught in every class that I got the stats to snatch the rags off her back I can get it no time Just by starin’ in her eyes Statue status we the cats the baddest I can satisfy I swear cuz the raddest I’ve had it Your girl’s all on me and I'm not gon' stop her (probably won’t!) Backpack full of drinks, yeah I’m stocked up She says she likes aer, we head upstairs Blonde hair blue eyes and I’m tryin’ not to stare She grabs her friend, to add to the pair Shit two against one its really not fair [Hook] [Verse 3 – Carter:] I’d say I’m doing better than a bed wetter who’s wakin’ up in a puddle This girl’s really diggin’ it she’s got a shed of shovels Threads are fresh, like a head of lettuce I wanna use this kid’s guest room I’ll go see if he’ll let us Sneak away, don’t be afraid, we finna stay outta the party like a damned kid I grand slammed it, I’m glad I gotta try her, now she my number one fan ya dig? Ya guys still drinking? Cuz I'm Drinking more than you, yeah It's what you need

Was it funny? Share it with friends!