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They were digging a new foundation in Manhattan And they discovered a slave cemetary there May their souls rest easy Now that lynching is frowned upon And we've moved on to the electric chair And I wonder who's gonna be president, tweedle dum or tweedle dummer? And who's gonna have the big blockbust

O-Town met het nummer Favourite Girl Mmm Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mmm Yeah It was like there she was, she's so This sweet lady, lady Man, she was lookin' so tight That it drove me crazy, insane Any man would go broke trying Tryin' to make her his lady, ooh Oh how I

Yeee. And you say Chi city, Chi city, Chi city I'm coming home again. Do you think about me now and then? Do you think about me now and then? Cause I'm coming home again Being home again. I met this girl when I was three years old And what I loved most she had so much soul She said, excuse me litt

BBQ food is good You invite me out to eat it, I should Go, but I'm feeling kind of nervous And not quite myself So I'm running late on purpose And I know this won't help How things have become between us But if I go you'll give me hell And that I don't know how to fix it Is making me unwell Well I

Artist: Fat Joe & P. Diddy featuring Dre Lyrics Song: Girl, I`m A Bad Boy Lyrics [P. Diddy] Terror Squad...Bad Boy...Joey Crack [Chorus: Dre] Girl I gotta do what I gotta do Change my life (Change my life) Make things right (Make things right) And girl I`m a bad boy so I gotta do what I

I remember like it was yesterday first kiss and i knew you changed the game you had me, exactly, where you wanted and i'm on it, and i aint ever gon let you get away holding hands never made me feel this way so special, boy its your.. your smile, we so in Love (lalalalaaa) yeeeah we so in Love (Lala

ORGINELE SONGTEST And she takes another step, slowly she opens the door Checks that he sleeping, pick up all the broken glass, And furniture on the floor Been up half the night screaming now it's time to get away Pack up the kids in the car Another bruise to try and hide Another alibi t

Love me like you do Love me like you do Like you do Hold me tight and don't let go What am I to do When you love me like you do Like you do Hold me tight and don't let go Baby, baby, baby Teach me, teach me, teach me Show me, show me, show me The way to your heart Oh, my baby, baby I'm begging, l

Here comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus Here he comes, here he comes Here comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus Here he comes, here he comes Up on the housetop, reindeer pause Out jumps good old Santa Claus Down through the chimney with lots of toys All for everyone's christmas joys Tito

What I Like About You ft. Babyface Written By Babyface & Jon b Produced by Babyface 2004 (From Jon B new Album Stronger Everyday) You have this way about you, that's so adorable, you have this way about you, that's so adorable Ain't nothing fake about you, girl you're so approachable You pr

You know I know how To make 'em stop and stare as I zone out The club can't even handle me right now Watchin' you watchin' me I go all out The club can't even handle me right now (yeah) The club can't even handle me right now (yeah) Hey, I own the light and I don't need no help Gotta be the feelin

Go! - Common[Songtekst]
(Go) go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three (Go) go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three (Go) go, go, go, go, go, go Uh, on the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy, now (Go) go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three (Go) go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three (Go) g

What do I do with a boy like you, l-like you What do I do with you (oh) What do I do with a boy like you (What do I do with a boy like you, l-like you) I know, you know I'm wrapped around your finger Your'e so, you're so Beautiful and dangerous Hot and cold Don't you see the light, boy I could blow

"Fake Love" [Intro] My life.. My life.. My life.. My life.. [Tony Yayo Intro] Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah.. [Chorus] Fake love's when your homie give you dap Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped Fake love.. Fake love's when they never be around But once you get rich, they all

So Sexy - Olivia[Songtekst]
Ladies and gentlemen This is a Jazze Phizzle Productshizzle Hold on! CIARA (uhu) her new album yes dont you wrist it daddy So nice to meet cha’ Cause everything about cha’ Secures my type and I love it So good to see ya’ Cause everything about cha says your' right And I like it

Nice to meet you, where you've been? I could show you incredible things Magic, madness, heaven, sins Saw you there and I thought "Oh my god, look at that face You look like my next mistake Love's a game, wanna play?" New money, suit and tie I can read you like a magazine Ain't it funny? Rumours fly

[Intro] [Girl] Jeezy?... [Jeezy] What up. [Girl] Where u at? [Jeezy] Shit I’m in tha hood where u think I’m at man ya kno, shit… [Girl] Still commin ova? [Jeezy] Eh man what I tell ya earlier man I’ll be through there man. [Girl] Uhh, I’ve been watin for ya since u left me… [Jeez

Oh, we can own the night Don’t worry ‘bout a thing Don’t worry ‘bout a thing Don’t worry ‘bout a thing I know we’ll be alright Don’t worry ‘bout a thing Don’t worry ‘bout a thing Don’t worry ‘bout a thing I’ll take you to the future forget about the past You can keep

I think we got somethin' Hey, It's my girl Hannah, And Iyaz on the track right now Hey, Let's go Today were gonna get this, Today were gonna get this, Today were gonna get this, Were gonna get this, Were gonna get this. I can hear you cranking up them speakers I don't really wanna show up any

On the first page of our story The future seemed so bright Then this thing turned out so evil I don't know why I'm still surprised Even angels have their wicked schemes And you take that to new extremes But you'll always be my hero Even though you've lost your mind Just gonna stand there and watch

Intro: Obie Trice + (Eminem) {Akon} {Convict} (Yeah, SHADY) {Convict Music} (Guess who's back) Still here, haters {Akon & Obie Trice, Yeah} Whatcha gonna do it with it, A? Whatcha gonna do? {Take em on back to the streets} Chorus: Akon I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin w

I wish I found some better sounds no one's ever heard, I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words, I wish I found some chords in an order that is new, I wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sang, I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink, But now I'm insecure and I care

MC, you're the place to be Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I know that you've been waiting for it I'm waiting too In my imagination I'd be all up on you I know you got that fever for me Hundred and two And boy I know I feel the same My temperature's th

Thank you to anyone who hurt me This is a shout out to those who never cared I got scrapes on my heart from all the battles And I owe you for getting me prepared I tip my hat to all the haters Got a handshake for lovers from the past I got a peace sign for all you backstabbers You're not the first a

All I care about is money and the city that I’m from I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done And I don’t really give a f-ck, and my excuse is that I’m young And I’m only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya I’m on one Yeah, f-ck it, I’m on one Yeah, I said I’

I was raised from a broken seed, I grew up to be an unwanted weed Ever faster the time exceeds me, little harder again to remember you Held a torch for you, when lightning stroke me,once again Hope I died for the last time Only one I have a thing greater than you, little light on the sky every nigh

Hook: Every day i need my shit done in a special way everyday Off the top see me and want to serve Just thinkin about what they need Ain`t that some nerve, now look here 24 hours and 7 whole days, i demand my respect I demand my praise, everyday that i wake I gotta have everything done with

[KENZIE] Supastar, supastar, supastar, supastar, lets blaze it. You`re my Supastar, Im you`re number one fan by far, rollin in my blacked out car, tinted windows dropped made eye contact, as a matter of fact, I see you`re body and it made an impact on mine, come ride with me, its 6 o`clo

I’m on it, I-I I’m on it I blow a hundred million, make another hundred mill bitch I’m on it, I-I I’m on it I hustle hard, oh my God Look at me I’m so rich I’m on it, I-I I’m on it My swag on a hundred, Yeah that fly shit I want it quick I’m on it, I-I I’m on it I’m always on poi

[Jadakiss] I’m as real as they come, I follow the rules I’m still in the hood but I probably should move Made enough money, I don’t f-ck around I just felt they needed me, so I stuck around Feds got my man, shit is real son Cause my god son just became my real son Think life is a game but all

You can’t stop an avalanche as it races down the hill You can try to stop the seasons, but you know you never will And you can try to stop my dancing feet, but I just cannot stand still ‘Cause the world keeps spinnin' round and round And my heart’s keepin’ time to the speed of the sound I wa

("You'll soon depart.." *echoes from the last track*) Chorus: Malik B (2X) Yo, the feet that I walk with The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see with The mouth that I talk with, the terror that I stalk with Now it's time to spark shit [Malik B] Look God, I walk around a little ed

A month ago, I gave a chick a hundred stacks Straight to Neiman Marcus, young bitch had a heart attack Ohhh man, I love my bitches Bottles, Beamers, brand New Benz’s Barbies, ballerina’s and Britney’s Barbra Streisand edition Bentleys Bricks, big face hundreds in bundles Boy, I’m a boss, I r

(I hate it) When I gotta see you go (Irritate's me) When you gotta play the role (So fustrated) 'Cause you dont let your feelings show And I dont know (why I) gotta feel the way I do (You) Gotta do the things you do (To) To leave me stuck without a clue baby I know you hood, I know your hot Your

GhettoMusick Whoo (Whoo) Turn me up, don’t turn me down Cut me up, don’t let me down Find, find a way Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out You dig in, dig out, you get out Ghettomusick, ghettomusick Find a way to get in, fit in the Ghetto you get out without a d