Saafir the Saucee Nomad - Crawl Before You Ball

Artist: Saafir the Saucee Nomad
Music Album: Hit List
(Music Song Lyrics):
Intro:
Yo Saafir what's goin' on playboy?
Saafir: What's really goin' on?

Huh you tell me baby.

Saafir:Hey it's like this man.
I gotta let these motherf-ckers know how to crawl man.

I know everybody tryin' to come up immediately.

Saafir:You know they don't got the motherf-ckin' perseverance cause they
ain't have it hold up though. I gotta go and do this man.

Verse 1:
You can hear the ambition mobbin' in my po position
The intention is to come up
Do your grindin' pay the boss before you floss
And don't lose your mind and find discipline'
And stackin' your scratch
So it don't come up missin' in
As you're askin' the Lord for guidance
While you ridin'
Stickin' and movin' slidin'
In and out the game
Unless you realize you're sprung before you legalize your funds
All you track hustlers that was made for the corner
Dodgin' the coroner's office
I'm tossin' this at you
Now on some sermon type shit
I'm burnin' and I gotta write this
The mic got me ballin'
Shot callin'
It's the murk one like that
Sit back but not in starship
So I don't tarnish or rust
When I'm bustin' on the next jerk
Who swears he's ballin' but can't network
You better off with sexwork
The way you f-cked in the game
It's a shame
I'm aimin' at the bathroom stall on all of y'all
With the H.J.s deflecting these hate rays
Until the sun falls
You acquired a dream
Crawl before you ball

Hook: (x2)
What you thought?
You was just gonna ball on the spot?
Let's be real
You gotta stack dollar bills before you get a mil
Gotta handle business before you choose to chill or you fall
Crawl before you ball

Verse 2:
All you pompous ass marks in Babylon yawnin'
Becomin' another nigga spawnin'
From the trenches
The stench is unknown
I've been crawlin' like a two toed
Chameleon for so long
Writing these songs and ridin' these thongs
With bracelets on they ankle bone
That's anxious to moan
Like Neena Samone
Have a trick
Sickin' thinkin'
That we know it's on
You better crawl before you ball man
Before you fall man
Keep ya hoes off your payroll
Unless they crawl with you
And you know they all with you
And even then they won't fall with you
I'm like f-ck 'em
I got to
It's a new sheriff in town his name is Reggie Mamoo
Ya hear?
More like Saafir
On a crawl
By watch how daddy ball
I'm all ears and all eyes
Recognize
I'm crawlin'

Bridge: (x2)
Baby baby let me kick my all to y'all
You gotta crawl before you ball
I've seen so many many soldiers fall
They didn't know you had to crawl before you ball

Verse 3:
You see gotta put in major work in at first
Before you burst
Crawl before you ball but never lose your thirst
When you ballin'
Or you gonna end up broke and butt naked with no garments on
While I'm makin' more cheese than Parmesian
Learn game at a fast rate
Apply it to my walk then stalk
I won't fall off cause I'm a put in that work
And I'm a stick to that plan
Now I'm a stay down with my folleys
The team then turn and brace God gave green
Going, going till I'm gone
I'm ballin'

Hook
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Saafir the Saucee Nomad Crawl Before You Ball

Guided By Voices - Shrine To The Dynamic Years Athens Time Change Riots

Artist: Guided By Voices
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
The mood of the courtroom was gloomy
??? and looked for a sign ???
Shrine to the dynamic years
Shrine to the dynamic years
???
Roll into a ball yeah
The quest for the ???
???
Shrine to the dynamic years
Shrine to the dynamic years
???
Roll into a ball yeah
Shrine to the dynamic years
Shrine to the dynamic years
???
Roll into a ball yeah
Roll into a ball yeah
Roll into a ball
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Guided By Voices Shrine To The Dynamic Years Athens Time Change Riots

Overkill - Wrecking Crew

Artist: Overkill
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Ain't no job too big or small,
Just one sweep of the wreckin' ball.
Put 'em up, we'll knock 'em down,
Or knock 'em up, then leave town.
Demolition of the mind.
Desolation, left behind.
Light the fuse, dynamite.
Light the sky! in the night!!!

We will walk!
All over you!
'Cause we are!
The wreckin'! Wreckin' crew!!!
We are the wreckin' crew.

Wreckin' crew!!!
We are the wreckin' crew.

Destruction is a way life.
Destruction, mayhem, havoc, strife.
Crack a smile, here the sound.
Watch 'em crumble to the ground.
Innocence ain't no excuse,
Slip your neck inside the noose.
Pay in blood I demand,
The wreckin' crew is outta hand.

We'll wreck your neck!
Wreckin' crew!
Get wrecked!

Turn to ashes, turn to dust.
We're the ones that you can trust.
Evil smile, wicked grin,
Tear it down, begin to sin.
Think that you will end it all,
There's no one left to ball or call.
When there ain't nothin' left to do,
Call upon, the wreckin' crew!

We'll wreck your neck!
Wreckin' crew!
Yer wreck!
Ah! Wreckin' crew!
Wreck! Wreck!
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Overkill Wrecking Crew

Fame Soundtrack - There She Goes! / Fame

Artist: Fame Soundtrack
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
There she goes!
Ain't she the picture of a real live star?
You want to follow her wherever she goes!

She's passin' you!
You'd better hurryif you want a look
Maybe you'll get her in your autograph book
She's passin' you!

Reach out to touch, don't be shy
There ain't no reason to be scared
No, it's too much I can't look her in the eye
No... I'm not prepared!

I'm on top of the charts!
I'm on top in their hearts!
Look at them all!
Look at the crowds!
everything is beautiful up here in the clouds!

Fame!

I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna learn how to fly

High!

I feel it comin' together
People will see me and cry

Fame!

I'm gonna make it to heaven
Light up the sky like a flame

Fame!

I'm gonna live forever
Baby, remember my name

Remember, remember, remember
Remember, remember, remember

Voy a vivir pa' siempre
Voy a llegar a volar

Fame!

Estrella en todo el cielo
Que empezara a brillar!

Fame!

Voy a vivir pa' siempre
Voy a llegar a volar
Estrella en todo el cielo

Mira!

Mi-ra!
Quiero brillar!

I'm on top of the charts!

Wo, wo

I'm on top in their hearts!

Wo, wo

Look at the crowds!
Look at them all!
Mamacita mia
i'm havin a ball!

There she goes!

There she goes!

now wouldn't anybody wish they were her

And there she goes

Remember, remember, remember, remember
Remember
Remember my name!
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Fame Soundtrack There She Goes! / Fame

504 Boyz - Thug Girl 2

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Hoody-Hoo
where they at, where they at
where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at,
where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at
where the thug girls at
(Overe Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at

[Master P]
where the thug girls at out that 504
where the thug girls at out that 310
where the thug girls at out that 202
where the thug girls at claiming red and blue.

I heard you jockin' Master P cause he got a mercedes
A bubble eye hummer but the feds can't fade me
you just wanna ride girls jump inside
cause I'm a 3rd ward nigga til the day that I die
I only f-ck with thug girls when I'm on tha block
and i don't mess with no hoes that say they hot
All my fighting girls grab da gat grab da gat
and all ya stuntin ass bitches step back (ya heard me)

[Chorus: repeat 4X]

where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at

[Silkk the Shocker]
They wish they knew I want a girl like you
Well, girl gotta be from the hood, but you gotta know what to do
Like beta hold the bricks, beta hold the clips
but when night time comes u gotta ??? hold da sh....
Now from the streets give me the heat
you gotta know what to do wit it,
Taz hit ya you be like I dont know who did it
Take the ??? off you guys never be like you did it
Real chick only let you hit it
Respectin by my clique stayin by her man
In public business unload get wild and thangs
She's real thats why i took her money and ice her up
If a chick gets outta line respectin me she gonna slice her up
If I give her some money she gonna know how to flip that
and if I gotta go somewhere she gonna hold it down til I get back
so Hoody Hoo if you about doin somethin
and hoody hoo if you about doin no stuntin

[Chorus 4X]

[Krazy]
It's about a fight tho we can f-ck Baby waste no time
What you like in your drink girl lemon or lime
The way you shake on the dance floor got me hot
Lets Drive around the lake til we find the spot
I aint suprised that you gotta man baby its cool
Gimme one night with ya girl I bet you'll leave that fool
He probably thank you went to work when you came to the club
you aint lookin for afection you need a thug
I'll be straight up with you baby dont be his lady
A nigga like big lips cause I love some head
and if your girl wanna join I'm down with that
she can lick a niggas nuts while i hit ya from the back

[Chorus 4X]

[Master P]
There they go in that 212
There they go in that 402
There they go in that 305
There they go in that 415
There they go in that 219
There they go ,there they go, there they go,
There they go ,there they go, there they go,
Yo, Krazy Silkk Nigga, Grab a few of these thug girls
Let's go have one of those Gangsta Parties, ya heard me?
No Limit style we gonna ball til we fall
Soulja rest in all nigga
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504 Boyz Thug Girl 2

Police - Be My Girl - Sally

Artist: Police
Music Album: Outlandos Dc120amour
(Music Song Lyrics):
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl

Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, Be my girl

I was blue and lonely, I couldn't sleep a wink
And I could only get unconscious if I'd had to much to drink
There was somehow, something wrong somewhere
And each day seemed grey and dead
The seeds of desperation were growing in my head
I needed inspiration, a brand new start in life
Somewhere to place affection, but I didn't want a wife
And then by lucky chance I saw in a special magazine
An ad that was unusual, the like I'd never seen
"Experience something different with our new imported toy
She's loving, warm, inflatible and a guarantee of joy."
She came all wrapped in cardboard, all pink and shrivelled down
A breath of air was all she needed to make her lose that frown
I took her to the bedroom and pumped her with some life
And later in a moment that girl became my wife
And so I sit her in the corner and sometimes stroke her hair
And when I'm feeling naughty I blow her up with air
She's cuddly and she's bouncy, she's like a rubber ball
I bounce her in the kitchen and I bounce her in the hall
And now my life is different since Sally came my way
I wake up in the morning and have her on a tray
She's everything they say she was and I wear a permanent grin
And I only have to worry in case my girl wears thin

Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl
Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl
Won't you be my girl, won't you be my girl
Won't you be my, be my, be my girl
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Police Be My Girl Sally

Overkill - Where It Hurts

Artist: Overkill
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Suckin' on a screw down,
Lie lappin' break down,
Kissin' up the boy while the church burns down.
Makin' up to God,
Makin' up your bed,
Lyin' up the God, playin' dead.

I see the fizzle where the bombs fell on the beach.
Tell me why the truth is what's stuck between your teeth.

No one's leaving, till I say so.
Hold that breathin'! This much I know!!!

I know, where it hurts.

Open up the flood gates,
Open up the seven gates,
Open up the door, hear the church burns down.
Streakin' like a comet,
Chokin' on yer vomit,
One more roll play dead.
Lord, I feel the pressure comin' down upon my head...
Lord tell me why the truth is sometimes better dead...

Hit the streets, hit the wall,
Hit the sheets, have a ball.
In the mouth, in the face,
In the teeth, take a taste.
Hit me where it hurts.
Come on and, hit me where it hurts.

Make 'em pay, make a stand,
Break away, be a man.
Who ya be, who ya are,
Where ya live, what ya are,
Hit you where it hurts.
Gonna hit you where it hurts.

Playin' dead, dead dead.

No one leaving, till I say so.
No more reason, this much I know!

Where it hurts
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Overkill Where It Hurts

Chubb Rock - Ya Bad Chubbs

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: And The Winner Is
(Music Song Lyrics):
This is an introduction
To music that just be pumpin'
While hits just be dippin'
The intention is for humpin' the floor
Shinin' the wood with our jeans
If it's denim don't worry
It's hip hop don't hem 'em
Money earnin' concernin'
I'll be teachin' and learnin'
Gettin' hot from my rhymes and my looks
Not from bourbon
No solution no remedy
No cure like a deodorant
Yo you have to be sure
That if you talk up or walk up into myface
That wouldn't become a big public disgrace
'Cause I'll ban you, burn you up, and tan you
Treat you like the elephant
And man you will be hocked and locked in a jar with a lid
Hangin' on a wall in Michael Jackson's crib
'Cause I'm bad, in fact I'm a thriller
I drink milk, that's why I'm a top biller
Like a funeral home, I'll make a killing
I'm not Giz even though I'm still chillin'
Guys say I'm scary, girls say I'm cuddly
Rough like bark but dark and lovely
This ain't no game and I'm no toy
And like Anita Baker, I'll bring you joy
With my word when I open my mouth
Ask Oliver North to go and break south
A homo is a no-no but you know I'll smack a faggot
Boy, you got to see me, I'm rich like Jimmy Swaggart
I'm a loon and ya know, comin' soon
A rhyme kicked to this Popeye tune
This is hip hop with a little be-bop
And I won't flop 'cause I can't stop
I will mop up the slop and then go to the top
'Cause I'm not Robocop, I'm Chubb Rock
I'm Chubb Rock risin' and I'll break your leg
And I'm more than a forty ounce, I'm more like a keg
And I'm the big dipper, rippin' like Jack the Ripper
And if you want the proof, the proof is in my liquor
So you knew it and you blew it, let's get to it
Gonna run you over with a rhyme that's like a big Buick
And since you think you're slender, I'll slap you with a fender
And bind you up, wind you up, and grind you up in a blender
And then I'll serve you with coffee and cake
Oh damn, I should've had a V-8, oh well
I'll put you on a plate so it looks a little neater
You're a tramp, so I'll sprinkle salt and pepper
And paprika on your face, like mace
So you can taste immediately
Just like the base that went up your nose previously
So it seems you're too zooed to battle
Word's up chump, acne bump, skidaddle
You're a nine, I'm a ten
Victory is mine agai, this Bud's for me
So here, take a Heineken
With your self-esteem, you will never redeem
Like Martin Luther King, you have a dream
That maybe you will beat me, maybe defeat me
But you're too illiterate, so I won't consider it
Weak is the word and the rhyme is identical
This is not the late show
And I'm not Arsenio Hall
But quite tall with the gall
And I have magic and I can play ball
And guys won't boo this, girls will jsut screw this
It's ludicrous but we can dothis
'Cause you're new to this, Brutus
I'm so smooth that I'm the smoothest
I'm not handsome but I am the cutest you ever had
That's why I'm so glad that I'm so good I'm bad
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504 Boyz - Yeah Yeah

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
(feat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze)

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Master P]
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R. Kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit

[Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x]
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
You see the rims spinning, yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit

[Slay Sean]
Fresh out the hood daddy, look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist, that's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son, don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips, we on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat, give me all of this
Bout that foolishness, bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club, with the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick, you can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it

[Chorus - 2x]

[Young Blaze]
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one, still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth, cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar, chickens in a Rover
Yes sir, got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking, maybe they could stop spinning

[Chorus - 2x]
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Fame Soundtrack - There She Goes! / Fame

Artist: Fame Soundtrack
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
There she goes!
Ain't she the picture of a real live star?
You want to follow her wherever she goes!

She's passin' you!
You'd better hurryif you want a look
Maybe you'll get her in your autograph book
She's passin' you!

Reach out to touch, don't be shy
There ain't no reason to be scared
No, it's too much I can't look her in the eye
No... I'm not prepared!

I'm on top of the charts!
I'm on top in their hearts!
Look at them all!
Look at the crowds!
everything is beautiful up here in the clouds!

Fame!

I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna learn how to fly

High!

I feel it comin' together
People will see me and cry

Fame!

I'm gonna make it to heaven
Light up the sky like a flame

Fame!

I'm gonna live forever
Baby, remember my name

Remember, remember, remember
Remember, remember, remember

Voy a vivir pa' siempre
Voy a llegar a volar

Fame!

Estrella en todo el cielo
Que empezara a brillar!

Fame!

Voy a vivir pa' siempre
Voy a llegar a volar
Estrella en todo el cielo

Mira!

Mi-ra!
Quiero brillar!

I'm on top of the charts!

Wo, wo

I'm on top in their hearts!

Wo, wo

Look at the crowds!
Look at them all!
Mamacita mia
i'm havin a ball!

There she goes!

There she goes!

now wouldn't anybody wish they were her

And there she goes

Remember, remember, remember, remember
Remember
Remember my name!
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Biz Markie: Pickin Boogers

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Goin Off
(Music Song Lyrics):
Now this may sound disgusting an' like very gross
But it's sure to have your trippin'
So y'all listen close
It's not bright as the sun or sweet like sugar
But it's rather on the bug tip and it's called Pickin' Boogers
Now what I'm emceein' might not seem kosher to you
But it's still somethin' we all have to do
So go up your nose with a finger or two
And pull out one or a crusty crew
Yo, don't try to front like it's so gloomy and gray
'Cause we all pick our boogers sometime every day
Whether out in the open or on a sneak tip
With a finger, tissue, or even a Q-Tip
Take it from the Biz Markie because I'm jokin'
And also, remember this slogan
"Hey, ma, what's for dinner?
Go up your nose and pick yourself a winner"
Pickin' Boogers
Pickin' Boogers
Let me tell you what happened on the train, man
I was coolin' one say with my partner Kane
Headed up to the rooftop, ridin' the D train
When the man sittin' next to me was so profane
He'd stick his finger up his nose, then do a drain
(You should 'a moved)
I was just about, but al of a suddern, homeboy just pulled out
A big, green, slimey - naw, I'm not even gonna say it
But it weighed a good pound if you tried to weigh it
He sat there for a while with it in his hand
So I tried to play cool like a normal man
So I laid my head back to catch a quick nap
All of a sudden he plucked it dead in my lap
Now Kane sat there laughin' like it was all a joke
But a brother like Biz Markie had almost choked
So I dug up my nose and pulled out about five
And plucked every last one of them dead in his eye
Then the man jumped up and said what's wrong with you
And wiped 'em off his face and said I can't mess with you
Like if I did somethin' that was so full of shame
But yo, you got to know the name of the game
Pickin' Boogers
Pickin' Boogers
Now let me take you trippin' dow memory lane
Back in public school with my partner Kane
When I was class clown and he was my brotherr
Sittin' at the desk, pluckin' boogers at each other
Never do our work as we were supposed
'Cause we was too busy diggin' up our nose
And in the lunch room, we would talk about rude
God forbid the person that had to leave his food
No matter who you are, we didn't give a damn
We even put teachers down with the program
Whether it was a woman or if you're a man
We put boogers in our fingers then shake your hand
Catch anyone from anywhere
But the best part about it's catchin' Kane out there
Especially we're out playin' ball in the gym
I put boogers on the basketball and pass it to him
Now we're grown up and things have changed
But we still be playin' the Pickin' Boogers game
Just last night when Kane was gettin' ready
I slippped a litte green one inside his spaghetti
Pickin' Boogers
Pickin' Boogers
Let me tell you what happened with this girl
One night at Latin Quarters, I was standin' at ease
And saw a gorgeous yound lady that I wanted to skeeze
I didn't show enough that I really did want it
So, no half-steppin', I pushed up on it
Pulled out the gold cable and a knot that was fat
Had a spotlight beamin' on my Biz Markie hat
But when she stepped in the light and she got real close
I saw a teeny-weenie booger on the tip of her nose
She was dressed real def and her body was hook
But that dried-up boogeer just ruined the look
I wanted to tell her about it but I couldn't be bold
So I played it off and said, "That's a cute green mole"
I was hopin' from that she wuld wipe it away
But she didn't do nothin', I guess she wanted it displayed
I said, "Before you get my number I don't mean to dis you
but write it in your hand because you're gonna need the tissue

Biz Markie: Tear Shit Up

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Biz Markie]
Huh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh
Y'all know, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh
Y'all know, uh, uh uh-huh
Check it out {"C'mon!" - Chuck D}

[Verse One - every last word or syllable is echoed]
Don't go to Getty, go to Exxon
Like "Bonita Applebum," ya gotta put me on
Got good luck like Lucky Charms leprechaun
Can't believe Freaky Tah and Big L is gone
You think I'm a mailman, well my delivery
Ain't no other brother like the B-I with the Z
Emezah-A-Rrrah, say K-I with the E
I got mo' rhymes than Muhammad Ali
Not number one but here to have fun
Guaranteed to proceed and get the job done
Y'all, know, my competition is none
Funky funky fresh from the day I begun
You rock with me, you're guaranteed to have a ball
Got a big belly, over six feet tall
My favorite team is the Vikings when I watch football
Here's another one to get you off the wall

[Chorus - unknown female while Jeff scratches]
He's Biz Markie, as you can see
He came to tear tear tear shit up {"C'mon!"}
He's Biz Markie, as you can see
He came to tear tear tear shit up {"C'mon!"}
He's Biz Markie, as you can see
He came to tear tear tear shit up {"C'mon!"}
He's Biz Markie, as you can see
He came to tear tear tear shit up, up, up {"C'mon!"}

[Verse Two - with the same echo]
Soon to be elected in the Hall of Fame
I rock the microphone, emceeing's my game
I flip so many styles, my name should be Flipper
On Three's Company, I wish I was Jack Tripper
Back in the days, I used to eat {?}litina{?}
Back in the days, my sister had a Thumbelina
Back in the days, I liked a girl named Angelina
Back in the days, I wanted to get in between her
My jingle bella, alwa

FRANK ZAPPA - Our Bizarre Relationship

Artist: FRANK ZAPPA
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
FZ: Bizarre!
Suzy: Bizarre . . . ha ha!
No-one could ever understand our bizarre relationship because I was your intellectual frigid housekeeper.
Especially when you'd be going to bed with one chick at night and I wake up in the morning and find another one there, screaming at me . . . ha ha . . . Asked me what the f-ck that chick was doing in your bed and I'd walk in and you weren't with the same one you were in the night before.
Oh, I'll never forget that, as long as I live.
That house, well it had your shit all over . . . and we had a cat and we had fleas and we had lots of crabs that we proceeded to give to everyone in Laurel Canyon except for Elmer and Phil, because they were too sick to ball . . . ha ha . . . Elmer has a mentality of approximately One Peanut. Possibly.
As a matter of fact, I can remember Elmer telling me that you really had a lot of talent, but he didn't see how anyone could ever make it that insisted on saying f-ck on stage.
And he used to drive by in his gold Cadillac and peer in the window . . . ha ha . . . 'Cause he never could get over the amount of groupie status that, that you had and he didn't. Possibly because he's 50 years old and wretched . . .
FZ: HA HA HA!
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FRANK ZAPPA Our Bizarre Relationship

Sisqo And Mya - How Can I Love U 2nite

Artist: Sisqo And Mya
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Tonight
I couldnt wait to get with you
Cause you really turn me on
I had to do you babe
But I knew that you were wrong
Dont stop
The love is feeling good to me
And you have it all
Come give it to me baby
Cuz I know you like to ball

1 - How can I love you 2nite?
When you know that I love somebody else
And I know that youre not mine
How can I love you 2nite?
I know youre not mine

Ooh, yeah, uh listen
All night I wanna give my love to you
Come on take you deep inside
Come on baby lets ride
Ooh girl you feel so tight
Dont cum,baby please wait for me
Just think how wet we're gonna be
Let it rain on me
Ha, so sorry we can't be
Repeat 1

Listen
Stand in front of me
So I can see your body
Sexing you is on my mind
But loving me is on your mind
So baby why dont you give yourself to me
I know your not mine
Said I know I shouldn't say it cause I know youur not mine
Said you and and me ,girl its not the way its suppose to be
But I can't help myself ,cause I don't want nobody else

Repeat chours till beat fades!!!
Repeat 1 till end
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Byrd Tracy - Watermelon Crawl

Artist: Byrd Tracy
Music Album: No Ordinary Man
(Music Song Lyrics):
written by Buddy Brock, Zack Turner

I was driving thru Georgia in late July
On a day hot enough to make the Devil sign
I saw a homemade sign written in red
Rind County Watermelon Festival Ahead
Well, I wasn't in a hurry so I slowed down
Took a two lane road to a one horse town
There was a party going on when I got there
I heard a welcome speech from a small town mayor

CHORUS:

He said we got a hundred gallons of sweet red wine
Made from the biggest watermelon on the vine
Help yourself to some but obey the law
If you drink don't drive do the watermelon crawl

When the band started playing the watermelon queen said
Let me show you something that you ain't never seen

She grabbed me by the arm said come on let's go
She dipped down spun around and doe-see-doed
She rocked back on her heels dropped down to her knees
Crawled across the floor then she jumped back on her feet
She wiggled and she giggled beat all you ever saw
Said this is how you do the watermelon crawl

REPEAT CHORUS

Well if you're ever down in Georgia round about July
If you ain't in a hurry then you oughta stop by
I can guarantee that you're gonna have a ball
Learning how to do the watermelon crawl

REPEAT CHORUS

Have fun you all
Do the watermelon crawl
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504 BOYZ - Yeah Yeahfeat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze

Artist: 504 BOYZ
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Master P]
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R. Kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit

[Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x]
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
You see the rims spinning, yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit

[Slay Sean]
Fresh out the hood daddy, look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist, that's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son, don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips, we on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat, give me all of this
Bout that foolishness, bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club, with the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick, you can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it

[Chorus - 2x]

[Young Blaze]
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one, still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth, cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar, chickens in a Rover
Yes sir, got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking, maybe they could stop spinning

[Chorus - 2x]
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Biz Markie: Let Me See U Bounce

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Elephant Man]
Biz Markie and Elephant Man, we sensei
Bump fair ladies like Sean Paul, okay, c'mon!

[Biz Markie]
Ladies and gentlemen, how do you do (a do)
It's been a long time but without further adieu (adieu)
The Diabolical came to get the job done
Cause I'm the, Woogie Boogie and the master of fun
If you're ready to rock, and ready to get down
The grand groovin here to prove a different sound
I gotta get funky for the Y2K
Each and every time I know what to say
East West Midwest and the Dirty South
Always love the way that I be rockin the house
All the ladies, in the new jeans
Like Steve Arrington, you make me weak at the knees
I'm glad to be right here with y'all
Let the players play, and ballers ball, so
Chant, if you like the song
C'mon baby doll just sing along

[Chorus - repeat 2X]
Girl, let me see you bounce
Let me see you bounce
Let me see you bounce
Bounce

[Elephant Man]
Every ting be a bounce, make me see girls a bounce
Make me see boots a bounce, make me see party a bounce
Disc jockey be a bounce, raise the stage up and bounce
Hopin dat de club a bounce, if ya irie a bounce
All de funkers a bounce, bartenders a bounce
Soul people a bounce, all dese people a bounce
EVERY TING A BOUNCE, ju know!
Bouncy bouncy bounce bounce, she no care
Bouncy bouncy bounce bounce, anywhere
What kind of booty dat she have {?} in de air
Just a bouncy bouncy bounce bounce, she no care
Bouncy bouncy bounce bounce, anywhere - ju know!
C'mon

[Chorus]

[Biz Markie]
Yes, I'm here to confess
That I took the S off Superman's chest
He got mad cause I felt, Lois Lane's breasts
I asked her could I touc

WASP - Rubber Man

Artist: WASP
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
The man of steal is
Master of lies
This ribber mother's
Tied to me for life
Heart breaker the snake
He'll do it to you
Oh he's killig me alive
I'm ties to rubber
I'me tied up for life

The son of Charlie
Morgue of liars
Don;t let him get ya
Oh or he'll sodomize you
Ball breaker and raper'll
Do it to you
Rubber man's a f-cking liar

I'm dying from pain
Let me go
Here he comes I'm hiding my hole
Don;t give me your grease
I'm dying for rubber
I'm dying for pain
I'm dying no
Don't give me your love
Get down on your knees
And give me your rubber
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504 Boyz - Thug Girl II

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Goodfellas
(Music Song Lyrics):
Hoody-Hoo
where they at, where they at
where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at,
where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at
where the thug girls at
(Overe Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at

[Master P]
where the thug girls at out that 504
where the thug girls at out that 310
where the thug girls at out that 202
where the thug girls at claiming red and blue.

I heard you jockin' Master P cause he got a mercedes
A bubble eye hummer but the feds can't fade me
you just wanna ride girls jump inside
cause I'm a 3rd ward nigga til the day that I die
I only f-ck with thug girls when I'm on tha block
and i don't mess with no hoes that say they hot
All my fighting girls grab da gat grab da gat
and all ya stuntin ass bitches step back (ya heard me)

Chorus: repeat 4X

where the thug girls at
(Over Here Whodi)
where they at, where they at

[Silkk the Shocker]
They wish they knew I want a girl like you
Well, girl gotta be from the hood, but you gotta know what to do
Like beta hold the bricks, beta hold the clips
but when night time comes u gotta ??? hold da sh....
Now from the streets give me the heat
you gotta know what to do wit it,
Taz hit ya you be like I dont know who did it
Take the ??? off you guys never be like you did it
Real chick only let you hit it
Respectin by my clique stayin by her man
In public business unload get wild and thangs
She's real thats why i took her money and ice her up
If a chick gets outta line respectin me she gonna slice her up
If I give her some money she gonna know how to flip that
and if I gotta go somewhere she gonna hold it down til I get back
so Hoody Hoo if you about doin somethin
and hoody hoo if you about doin no stuntin

Chorus 4X

[Krazy]
It's about a fight tho we can f-ck Baby waste no time
What you like in your drink girl lemon or lime
The way you shake on the dance floor got me hot
Lets Drive around the lake til we find the spot
I aint suprised that you gotta man baby its cool
Gimme one night with ya girl I bet you'll leave that fool
He probably thank you went to work when you came to the club
you aint lookin for afection you need a thug
I'll be straight up with you baby dont be his lady
A nigga like big lips cause I love some head
and if your girl wanna join I'm down with that
she can lick a niggas nuts while i hit ya from the back

Chorus 4X

[Master P]
There they go in that 212
There they go in that 402
There they go in that 305
There they go in that 415
There they go in that 219
There they go ,there they go, there they go,
There they go ,there they go, there they go,
Yo, Krazy Silkk Nigga, Grab a few of these thug girls
Let's go have one of those Gangsta Parties, ya heard me?
No Limit style we gonna ball til we fall
Soulja rest in all nigga
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Biz Markie: Get Down

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Verse One]
Now that Biz Mark's inside the joint
Guaranteed to rock and always prove a point
Doin what I do cause it gotta be done
About the Prince of Boogie and the Master of Fun
My rap technique is most very unique
Your toes start to squeak, by the way that I speak
My rhymes are more sporty than the ESPN
And the way that I spit, you like again and again
From here to the Hima', I'm like a Lil' Kim-ah
Notorious and glorious, way above the rim-ah
I'm not a gangster rapper, and I don't get freaky
Never drunk or high or don't a-smoke ciggys
I'm just self-assertive, BORN crazy
When I came out my momma they said, "A whoopsy daisy!"
As you see, you know I, I keep it goin
So take it from me, HA, the king of disco'n

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Get down, so get on down, get get on down
"I'm bound to wreck your body" - get, you gotta get on down
Get down, get on down, get get on down
"I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out"

[Verse Two]
I'm the type of guy that be keepin it hot
Wherever you see me, I be rockin the spot
Big belly and all, y'all be havin a ball
People gather round me like I'm Pope John Paul
We can't party like it's 1999 no more
Cause it's 2 2 baby, and the future's in store
So let, olden way-s be forgotten
And felt just grab a girl cause she's soft as cotton
Get on the dance floor, back that ass up girl
And act like you don't have a care in the world
Rock around the clock, hickory dickory dock
Shout to B.I.G., 'Pac, L, Tah and Scott LaRock
I'm glad I made it to the Y2K
So what can I say? Salate!
You look at me funny and say, "Whadda you say?"
I'm the B-I-Z Emezzah-A-R-K

[Chorus]-acapo