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[Part One: One Night in Paris] [Mme. Bezier:] Bonjour monsieur Paris really welcomes you It's the best room in the house It's forty francs a night, alright. [Touriste:] It's crazy, it isn't worth a centime I'll take it! [Mme. Bezier:] Merci Monsieur [Offstage Chorus:] Rouged lips in the ga

'Cause we made it Underestimated And always underrated Now we’re saying goodbye Waving to the hard times Yeah, it's gonna?be?alright Like the first?time Met you at your doorstep Remember how?it tasted Looking into your eyes Baby, you were still high Never coming down With your hand in mine (Yeah,

Cut my heart about one, two times Don't need to question the reason I'm yours I'm yours I know the other lose a fight just to see you smile Cause you got no flaws No flaws I'm not tryin' to be your part-time lover Sign me up for the full-time, I'm yours All yours So what a man gotta do What a man

Hey kid I'm getting tired Of all this Running around I think I'm going down Oh yeah Don't you think it's time Time we reconciled Maybe we could Talk a while Santa had a change of heart Santa had a change of heart Santa had a change of heart Santa had a change of heart A change of heart A change of

Is poppin [x8] What you know `bout me, what you what you know bout me What you know `bout me, what you what you know I said my lip gloss is cool, my lip gloss be poppin I`m standing at my locker, and all the boys keep stoppin` What you know `bout me, what you what you know `bout me What y

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind. Now can I get an encore, do you want more, Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy. So for one last time I need y'all to roar. Now what the hell are you waitin' for? After me, there shall be no more, So for one last time, nigga make some noise. Get

[Joe Budden:] Once again it's on And we gonna ride out Once again till dawn Cut the lights out Once again till morn Keep the lights out Till the end of the song [Christina:] Your feelin' me, And it's got you all fired up, Tryin' to walk away Cause you don't want your heart tied up

Word up son, word.. Yeah, to all the killers and the hundred dollar billers For real, niggas who ain't got no feelings Check it out now [Prodigy] I got you stuck off the realness We be the infamous, you heard of us Official Queens bridge murderers The Mobb comes equipped with warfare Bewa

Ironik[Artiest]
James Christian Charters (geboren 18 januari 1988 in Camden, Londen), beter bekend als Ironik, is een Britse muzikant, DJ en rapper. Zijn genre van muziek varieert van R & B, grime en hiphop. DJ Ironik heeft drie top 10 hits; Stay With Me in kaart gebracht op nummer 5, Tiny Dancer in kaart gebracht

Your butt is mine Gonna take you right Just show your face In broad daylight Im telling you On how I feel Gonna hurt your mind Dont shoot to kill Come on, Come on, Lay it on me all right... Im giving you On count of three To show your stuff Or let it be . . . Im telling you Just watch your mouth I

Chorus: Nefarious (4Xs) Catch ya wit yo pants Catch ya wit yo pants down, and maybe while you sleepin' Don't matter what you saw, death is whaty ou reepin' [Lynch] I remain real like my cousin E-Mil Packin steel It's the Southside whorida Can't fuck wit these othasidas Eastside, Westsi

Dear Diary, Mood: Apathetic My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry Concert. It sucks cause they play some of my favorite songs like 'Stab My Heart Because I Love You,' and 'Rip Apart My Soul,' and of course, 'Stabby Rip Stab Sta

Peelo Chorus Peelo Gutter ka pani peelo Kabhi na kabhi to peelo Me hoon hero tu hai zero Rapverse1 (Waqas) Don't even go there kid you know I'm out of your damn reach Your talk is cheap at least I practice what I teach And when all systems fail you return to the beats But got noth

Izzo - Jay-Z[Songtekst]
Ladies and gentlemen, put our hands together for the astonishing... [girls singing] H to the izz-O...V to the izz-A... Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the 8th wonder of the world The flow o' the century...oh it's timeless...HOVE! Thanks for comin' out tonight You coulda been anywhere in the

Dear Diary: Mood: Apathetic. My life is spiralling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate me dry concert. It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs like "Stab My Heart Because I Love You" and "Rip Apart My Soul" and of course, "Stab me Rip Stab

Dear Diary, Mood: Apathetic My life is spiraling downward I couldn’t get enough money to go to the Blood Red romance andsuffocate me dry concert It sucks because they play some of my favorite songs like, Stab My Heart because I Love You and Rip Apart My Soul and of course Stabby, Rip, Stab, Stab A

Uh, hit me [Missy] Don`t explain, you never change Same old thing, same old game Say ya want to be wit` me But show me my ring Baby, let me think I been in the cold The story untold, about to unfold How do you expect me To ever believe you want be wit` me [Missy (Nicole)] Why you all

Jeep - Joe[Songtekst]
Joe Jeep [Chorus] Sex in my jeep baby, Back seat on my jeep baby (baby baby), We can freak in my jeep baby, The steel of wonders on my jeep baby, On my bumps up and slow baby, So you can make that body roll baby (baby baby), We can head to the third row swing us an episode, Girl let yourself

FUNNY HONNY ANNOUNCER For her first number, Miss Roxie Hart would like to sing a song of love and devotion dedicated to her dear husband Amos. ROXIE Sometimes I'm right Sometimes I'm wrong But he doesn't care He'll string along He loves me so That funny honey of mine! Sometimes I'

If I woke up late Couldn’t get out of bed If I bought you a café latte instead If I lied when I said 32 inches was the size of my waist And if I admit every once in a while Even though I dig alternative style Occasionally I can be caught dancin’ to Britney And can I confess That art hou

Intro: 2Pac Hey DeVante Nigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin room On the same level This shit here, hahahaha Please, no more pain That's right nigga Hey drop that shit boy Verse One: 2Pac My adversaries cry like hoes ful

"What's your favorite scary movie?" [Em] Yo, Slim Shady! [R5] Yo, Royce 5-9 [Em] Y'all wanna make a movie? [R5] What.. [Em] We got the film right here [Royce] What? Yeah I'm one of them pretty rappers Buck if I really hafta, I really slap ya King of Detroit who they namin the

Verse One: Raekwon the Chef Say peace to cats who rock mack knowledge Knowledgists, street astrologists Light up the mic God, knowledge this Fly joints that carried your points Corolla Motorola holder Play it God, he pack over the shoulder Chrome tanks, player like Yanks, check the franc

Thank you for the flowers you brought me today And thank you for the kindness you showed me today No love can be stronger than between two strong women No man can ever know the dance between two women We can dance... My lady... May I have this dance? Thank you for the wisdom the knowing from i

You know this boogie is for real I used to put my faith in worship But then my chance to get to Heaven slipped I used to worry about the future But then I threw my caution to the wind I had no reason to be care free No no no, until I took a trip to the other side of town Yeah yeah yeah, you

Qui a dit que les blondes étaient toutes des connes? Qui t’a dit que je serais clodo si je quittais l’école? C’est Wati B ça sent la diff, inconsciemment ça sent le biff Tu sens la diff, ça sent le biff Mais qui t’a dit que t’étais … Qui c’est qui veut du real hip-hop, ça vient

[Taydatay] Stack chips like Don Trump Comin' wit the slump So original head bustas Makin' moves from the junk Mashin' niggas [???] We stay loaded, fully loaded Let the game be noted We only comin' wit the coldest, hold up In '91 we breakin' 'em off wit major heat Sweepin' the industry of

Nasty - Nas[Songtekst]
Yeah, word Got some Remy Martin Some good-ass cigars Check it out Ayo, late night Candlelight Fiend wit' Diesel In his needle Queensbridge leader No equal I come from the Wheel Of Ezekiel To pop Thousand-dollar bot- tles of scotch Smoke pot And heal the people Any rebuttal To what I utter Get box-c

DMX - Crime Story Mnn Man, uh Shit stay happen Ya know Its crazy dog Its off the hook But you know Real niggas survive No regardless Them heartless Who is this I see, comin' through, its like 3 On the a.m., I'ma rob this nigga An when I'm done, I'ma slay him For bein' stupid like

Yes, y'all-and, to the like beat-and You could either dance or just have a seat and Listen to the way-in, what I am displayin A different kind of rapper language that I am sayin To all the party people, ? the info When it come to rockin parties I-am-a-nympho-maniac brainiac for doin my dance

Thats the one, Oy How did he not find the baggy, with his hand in my shoe? Way too close for me, ah well at least they allowed me through. Should be a good night in here, Ramo in the main room, People keep pushing me though, no reception on the phone. And I'm thinkin'... (Light are blinding my eyes)

Hey, I bet you can't, bet you can't do it like this Bet you can't, bet you can't do it like this Bet you can't, bet you can't rock it like this Bet you can't, bet you can't rock it like this, hey 1, 2, 3 to the 4 Coming to your hood like a SCUd missile Fergie, rock the beat down to the gristle I sp

[Intro] You know, a lot of girls be thinkin' my songs are about them This is not to get confused, this one's for you [Chorus] Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it I want this foreve

I see you driving 'round town With the girl I love and I'm like Fuck you! Ooh, ooh, ooh I guess the change in my pocket Wasn't enough I'm like Fuck you! And fuck her too I said, if I was richer, I'd still be with ya Ha, now ain't that some shit (ain't that some shit) And although there's pain in my

I see you drivin' 'round town With the girl I love and I'm like Forget you! Ooh, ooh, oooh I guess the change in my pocket Wasn't enough I'm like Forget you! And forget her too I said, if I was richer, I'd still be with ya Ha, now ain't that some shh (ain't that some shh) And although there's pain i