Hill Dru - You Are Everything featuring Ja Rule

Artist: Hill Dru
Music Album: Enter The Dru
(Music Song Lyrics):
SPOKEN: YO, WE GONNA TRY SOMETHING A LITTLE DIFFERENT / YO, MAKE...MAKE MY VOICE A LITTLE MORE DISTORTED / YEAH, I DON'T KNOW IF THEY READY FOR THIS / VERSE 1 LAST NIGHT WE HAD AN ARGUMENT / AFTERWARDS I'M FEELIN PRETTY BENT / THEN I TOOK A DRINK / AND I DIDN'T THINK / WHAT WAS IN STORE FOR ME / YOU DON'T KNOW / YOU DON'T KNOW / HOW SHE'LL TAKE IT / TELL ME WHAT A SIMPLE MAN COULD DO / WILL SHE CHERISH YOUR HEART / WILL SHE BREAK IT / CAUSE YOU ARE EVERYTHING AND EVERYTHING IS YOU, SING / CHORUS YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / VERSE 2 BABY DON'T YOU PLAY ME / WHEN YOU'RE LOVIN ME / WHEN YOU'RE HOLDIN ME / AND OH WHAT YOU SAY TO ME / ARE YOU PLAYING ME / ARE YOU PLAYIN ME / YOU'RE EVERYTHING TO ME / THAT'S ONE REASON YOU WILL BE / THAT I WILL LOVE YOU ALWAYS / YOU DON'T KNOW / YOU DON'T KNOW / HOW SHE'LL TAKE IT / BABY TELL ME WHAT SHE DOES TO MAKE YOU DO / WILL SHE JAM / WILL SHE HARM / WILL SHE BREAK IT / CAUSE YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / CHORUS YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / YOU ARE.... / JA RULE YEAH, JA RULE AND DRU HILL NIGGA / BABY GIRL YOU TELLIN LIES / CAUSE WHEN I LOOKED IN YOUR FACE / I COULD SEE I'M ON YOU MIND / AND IT DON'T MATTER WHAT THEM HOES MAY SAY / I KNOW YOUR LOVE IS BLIND FOR ME / EVERY BITCH NEEDS A THUG NIGGA IN THEIR LIFE / TRULY COULD IT BE / COULD IT BE / WELL DOES HE BE f-ckING YOU / WHILE YOU LOVIN ME / IT DESTROYS YOU MENTALLY / THAT'S WHY YOU FREAK WITH ME FREQUENTLY / LOVE IS LIFE / NOKIO NAH NIGGA / LIFE IS LOVE / TAKE THE BADDEST BITCH / ICE HER UP / HALF THE TOUR / TELL HER KEEP IN TOUCH / JA RULE NIGGA WHAT'S UP / NOKIO BEING NOKIO'S A BIT MUCH / I GOT BITCHES OVERSEAS THAT LOVE TO f-ck / I GOT BITCHES IN THE STATES THAT LOVE TO SUCK / SO WHAT THE f-ck YA'LL WANT FROM ME / GHETTO CELEBRITY FROM B-MORE / JA RULE MURDERER, DO OR DIE FROM NY / NOKIO NOW EVERYBODY GET RIGHT / N-O-K-I-O BABY / JA RULE R-U TO THE L-E BABY / AND YO LA-DI-DA TO THE BITCH BABY / CAUSE YOU CAN'T RELATE TO ME / WHAT THE f-ck YOU WANT FROM ME / NOKIO LET THEM HOES KNOW NOT A THING / ICE THE WRIST NECK EAR AND RANGS / CAUSE YOU KNOW / (GIRL YOU ARE ME EVERYTHING / CHORUS YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU / YOU ARE EVERYTHING / AND EVERYTHING IS YOU
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Hill Dru - This Is What We Do featuring Method Man

Artist: Hill Dru
Music Album: Enter The Dru
(Music Song Lyrics):
VERSE 1 SO YOU SAY YOUR ISH IS IT/AND YOU SAY YOUR ISH IS HOT/YOU WANT ME/TO TOUCH YOUR SPOT/CAUSE THAT'S HOW WE DO IT/NOW I WATCH YOUR EARRINGS JINGLE/AND I WATCH YOU WORK YOUR MIDDLE/CAUSE YOUR HANDLE BARS AIN'T LITTLE/MAKES ME WANNA/YA'LL AIN'T READY/
CHORUS IF YOU WANNA DANCE/IF YOU WANNA MOVE/IF YOU WANNA DANCE/YAH SHOW ME WHAT TO DO/WE KEEP IT MOVIN/GIVIN IT TO YOU/CAUSE THIS IS WHAT WE DO/THIS IS WHAT WE DO/
VERSE 2 SAID EAST SIDE/WHERE YOU AT/WHAT THE DEELY/AND TO MY LADIES OVER WEST/CAN YOU FEEL ME/TELL ME WHAT THE DEAL WITH THE SOUTH/THEY TELL ME MASTER P/GOT IT ALL FIGURED OUT/BUT IF YOU SAY YOU WITH ME/SHOW YOU WITH ME/YOU SO PRETTY/YOU STAY SHITTY/AIN'T NO SHORTY/OVER 40 CHILLIN/IN THE VIP WITH ME/DAMN RIGHT/GAME TIGHT/CAUSE THAT'S HOW WE DO IT TONIGHT/
CHORUS IF YOU WANNA DANCE/IF YOU WANNA MOVE/IF YOU WANNA DANCE/YAH SHOW ME WHAT TO DO/WE KEEP IT MOVIN/GIVIN IT TO YOU/CAUSE THIS IS WHAT WE DO/THIS IS WHAT WE DO/
METH WHO GOT THE BEST BODY ON THE PLANET / I TAKE ADVANTAGE / THEN SKATE LIKE THE KISSING BANDIT / LEAVE OF HEARTS / GOT THESE SHORTIES PUT AFTER DARK / WE'RE LADY KILLERS / NOW BLOW BACK APART / TICAL DRU HILL OR / STRANGE LOVE / SEVEN THIRTY / I'M LIKE HERBIE WITH A LOVE BUG / THEN SKIP TOWN LIKE A CASANOVA / BROWN MRS / YOU LOOK DELICIOUS LIKE A TWO PIECE / WITH A BISCUIT / WHAT'S GOING DOWN / IN MY MIND I'M RIPPIN YOUR CLOTHES / PLAYIN WITH YOUR FEET GIRL / SUCKING YOUR TOES / GO AROUND WITH THE GHETTO SARANO / MELLO / ROMEO WHO LIKE HIS WOMEN ON THE SAME LEVEL / PAY MY BILLS THAT WERE DUE / ALL ACCOUNTS SETTLED / NOW I'M RELAXING LIKE PA NOW WITH MA KETTLE / BABY LAUGHING / EARRINGS IN BOTH NIPPLES / LIKE JANET JACKSON / BUSTING OUT HER LATEST FASHION / OR THE SMASHIN / HONEY COME OVER HERE / I **** BE COLD / THROW DEM PANTIES OVER THERE / YOU WON'T NEED THOSE / YOU TALK LIKE SEX / YOU WALK LIKE SEX / YOU SMELL LIKE SEX / YOU YELL LIKE SEX / AND ALL YA WANT IS MR METH / HALL OF A MAN / THAT CAN SELL AN ESKIMO A FAN / I COME EQUIPPED FOR ANY SPOT YOU WANT TO HIT / OR WANT LICKED / WHEN MY **** HIT THE **** / AHHH SHIT / I START TO THINK BACK ON HOW I GO HUMP / SEVEN MINUTES TO HEAVEN AT THE AGE OF ELEVEN / COULDN'T TELL ME NUTTIN THEN / CAN'T TELL ME NUTTIN NOW / HONEY CHILD / MILKIN THE COW / LOVIN MY STYLE / THIS IS WHAT WE DO KID / ME AND THEM DRU KIDS / TAKE EM BLIND, CRIPPLED, CRAZY EVEN TOOTHLESS / LASTLY / IF YOU KNOW ME DON'T ASK ME / CALL ME METHOD / MR METH IF YA NASTY
BRIDGE IF I MOVE IT TO THE LEFT/WILL IT BE HOT TO DEF/IF I MOVE IT TO THE RIGHT/WILL IT MAKE IT LAST ALL NIGHT/WOODY/IF I MOVE IT UP AND DOWN/WILL YOU MAKE A FREAKY SOUND/COME ON/IF I MOVE IT IN AND OUT/WILL IT MAKE YOU SCREAM AND SHOUT
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Bizkit Limp: Faith Josh A Remix

Artist: Bizkit Limp
Music Album: Faith 12
(Music Song Lyrics):
featuring Everlast

[Fred Durst]
Well I guess it would be nice
If I could touch your body
I know not everybody
Has got a body like me baby
But I gotta thing twice
Before I give this heart away
'Cause I know all the games you play (what?)
'Cause I play them too baby
Oh but I need some time off
>From that emotion
It's time to pick my heart up off the floor
When our love comes down
To that emotion
You know it takes a strong man, baby
But I'm showin' you that door
'Cause I gotta have...

[Chorus]
Faith....Faith...Faith

[Fred Durst]
Yeah, unh, I know you're asking me to stay
Say "please, please, please dont go away"
Because I'm giving you the blues, baby
Unh, you love me, but, all them words you say
I can't help but think of yesterday
And another who tied me down to the blues
Before this river becomes an ocean
Before you pick my heart up off the floor
When our love comes down
To that emotion
Well, it takes a strong man, baby
But I'm showin' you that door
'Cause I gotta have...

[Chorus]

[Everlast]
Can you walk like a pimp?
Is your Bizkit Limp?
I got Faith like Ms. Evans
Make you rhyme like the reverend
Will Smith, you get jiggy
You're wise to stick to Biggie
There's Life After Death, I be livin' proof
The roof is on fire
And it can't get much higher
I'm rockin' this spot so hot, you perspire
You call me a liar, I might get upset
Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet

[Fred Durst]
Before this river becomes an ocean
Before you pick my heart up off the floor
When our love come down
To that emotion
Well, it takes a strong man, baby
But I'm showin' you that door
'Cause I gotta have...

[Chorus

Chubb Rock - The Funky

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: I Gotta Get Mine Yo
(Music Song Lyrics):
Featuring Kirk Pone]
[Kirk Pone]
Nuff respect's due to the funky crew ribbit
Bitch burned me with some next shit
I realize ya straight up f-cking someone new
And all those rumors are so true
That you been f-cking the whole damn crew
Ya little ribbit
I am the all around totally extraterrestrial entertaining motherf-cker
Let me tell you bitch you burned me with the motherf-cker
I was walking through the park one day
In the merry merry month of May
And I buck up to this squaw that gave me the funky
And let me tell you 'bout this pussy, ha ha
She burned me hard and stiff
Yes me hard and stiff Chubbs, tell them Chubbs tell them
Ribbit ribbit
[Chubb Rock]
Well off we go to the show and flow to the venue
This little hot bitch was on the menu
Dance to the tune they said the hoe was a boom
But I'm married, my ass got carried to the room
But delph, in layman's language for self
And I'm in love -- in love with my health
So honey phone while I click the Nick Nolte
And down a can of beer and watch Cape Fear yeah
Watch DeNiro my hero fry like a clown
It's all for one I hope you have some
Slown down as the puss from the hot itchy burning little stunt
I bet on is what you really want
Cause by the cheek smile, eyes that are hazel
You know who's really vex -- my man nasal
The nigga who ate the sauteed shrimp and basil
Bitch stay still I'm not over with you yet
My man got burnt now it's time to fret
Airport bathroom I wasn't too far to hear my man go
Oohhh
Burning -- yes he's yearning call his folks
911 is a Joke -- I can't see through the smoke
Lyrical monkey son he's stunnin G
Cause you got the funky
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Hill Dru - This is what we do

Artist: Hill Dru
Music Album: Various songs / Unsorted
(Music Song Lyrics):
Featuring Method Man]
Yeah baby hey yeah yeah
And you know said you know
Said you know said you know babe yeah
So you say your ish is it
And you say your ish is hot
You want me to touch your spot
Cuz thats how we do it
Now I watch your earrings jingle
And I watch you work your middle
Cuz your handle bars aint little
Makes me wanna (Yall aint ready)
1 If you wanna dance
If you wanna move
If you wanna dance
Yeah show me what to do
I keep it movin, givin it to you
Cuz this is what we do
This is what we do, yeah
(Repeat 1)
Said East Side, where you at , yo what the deely
And to my ladies over West can you feel me
Tell me what the deal with the south
And tell me Master P got it all figured out
But if you say you with me, show you with me
Youre so pretty, you stay shitty,
Aaint no shorty over 40 chillin in the VIP with me
Damn right, game tight, cuz thats how we do it tonight
(Repeat 1) x2
[Method Man]:
Who got the best body on the planet
I take advantage, then skate like the kissin bandit
Leave of hearts
Got these shorties out after dark
Were lady killers
Now blow back apart, raw dealers, the cat Dru Hill or
Strange love, seven thirty, Im like Herbie with a Love Bug
Then skip town like a Casanova brown Mrs.
You look delicious like a two piece with a biscuit
Whats goin down?
In my mind Im rippin your clothes
Playing with your peep girl suckin your toes
Go round with the Ghetto Sarano, mello,
Romeo, who like his women on the same level
Pay my bills that were due, all accounts settled
Now Im relaxing like Pa now with Ma Kettle
Baby laughing, earrings in both nipples
Like Janet Jackson, busting out her latest fashion
Or the smashin
Honey come on over here, I **** be cold
Throw them panties over there, you wont need those
You talk like sex
You walk like sex
Ya smell like sex
Ya yell like sex
And all ya want is Mr. Map, hell of a man
That can sell an Eskimo a fan
I come equipped for any spot that you want hit
Or want licked, when my ___ hit the ______, ahh, shit
I start to think back on how I go hump
In seven minutes to heaven at the age of eleven
Couldnt tell me nuthin then, cant tell me nuthin now
Honey child, milkin the cow, lovin my style
This is what we do kid, me and them Dru kids
Take em blind, crimp em and crazy, even toothless
Lastly, if you know me dont ask me
Call me Method, Mr. Mack if ya nasty
(Repeat 1) x2
If I move it on the left, will it be hot to death
If I move it on the right will you make it last all night (Woody)
If I move it up and down will you make a freaky sound come on
If I move it in and out will it make you scream and shout
(Repeat 1 until fade
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Chubb Rock - Yabadabadoo

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: I Gotta Get Mine Yo
(Music Song Lyrics):
Featuring Red Hot Lover Lover Tone Rob Swinga]
Verse One: Red Hot Lover Lover Tone
Diggedy da di la di da di baby there's a party
But you can't have a party without a large Bacardu
You got to keep the hottie moving like a Maserati
A hundred million women wanna Tone up their body
And I can never pass up a chance to romance them
Don't call me soft just because I'm handsome
So money take a tip if you flip and you slip
You'll be using all your teeth for poker chips
So wiggedy word wiggedy word I don't smoke the herb
And if my hottie smokes the shit I'll kick her to the curb
Every morning breakfast in bed is served
Cause on women I haev an affect like a quadra verb
So can I whip yes what yes like buddha sess yes
Shot em all dead when they try to test
So keep me in like Flynn this year I'm gonna win
If my balls are on your chin then you got the D.I.Y.M.
So can I get a shout
Peace to Chubb Rock, TrakMasters, the Gigalos and I'm out
Yabadabadoo
Verse Two: Chubb Rock
Wow look at the size of his chest
Never the less I jump upon ET list and then phone my home
Before the little kitten throws a stone
The holder of the Rock, one two and ya don't stop
Rhythm to the dism while the ism forms a prism
Suck the dism stand like a Chisolm dimension prison and is he
The One, The One, he says he's the one, the only one
Take the two subtract the one and uh-hhuh
He's handsome ya see, big strong and sturdy
Watch the birdy I'm nerdy on the IQ set
Caught nuff wreck
The grim reapear what said Charlier Brown's damn teacher
Wa wah wah wa wa wah, damn
I cram to understand the plan ma'am
I mean I've been hitting the books for a long time now
Real long time now, look at the furrowed brow
Drink Slim Faster, delete the chow
For a strong sequel word up to the people
The people; you mean power to them
While Eastwood Clint plays misty for the buddha
He's buzzing, cummin at cha
And you know we had to watcha, time for some lyrics
While I kick it and you hear it
Even Helen Keller word up can hear it
From the rustler lyrical hustler
The fat lady sand I crusher her, word up the Chubbster
Yabadabadoo
Verse Three: Rob Swinga
Rob Swinga loves jazz so I'ma swing this like a cool cat
Down with A.T.E.E.M., Trakmasterz got a dope rap
Humongous vocals; I'm quick to flick a jab
I'm not Michael Jackson or the Chubbs but I'm bad
Chew up a sucker like a stick of gum
And then I spit out the bum once the flavor's done
I'm nifty powerful like an M-60
And I'll pop your girl like Jiffy popped Dippy
Well I swing a lyric like a swinga would
And I swing a hoe in bed like a swinga should
When it comes to getting hoes I'm rated quadruple X
Just like Dr. Ruth my mind is strictly on the sex
And style or position is my selection
But I won't play without my contraception
Like Ramsey's or Trojan's oh yes that's chill
If worse comes to worse then I use no frills
So check it check it check it check it check it one two
Yabadabadoo
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Hill Dru - You Are Everything Remix

Artist: Hill Dru
Music Album: Enter the Dru
(Music Song Lyrics):
featuring Ja Rule Nokio

Yo we gonna try something a little different
Yo make.. make my voice a little more distorted
Yeah I don’t know if they ready for this
Uh dance uh uh dance uh uh dance uh uh dance
Uh uh verse

Last night we had an argument
Afterwards I’m feelin’ pretty bent
Then I took a drink and I didn’t think
What was in store for me

1 You don’t know you don’t know how she'll take it
Tell me what a simple man could do
Will she cherish your heart, will she break it
Cuz you are everything and everything is you, sing

2 - You are everything and everything is you
You are everything and everything is you
You are everything and everything is you
You are everything and everything is you

Listen, baby don't want you playin' me
Lovin' me, holdin' me
Over and then ya play me, blame me, lately
You everything to me, wonder if truly
That our love is always

Repeat 1
Repeat 2

Break it down, oh

[Ja Rule]
Yeah huh, Ja Rule and Dru Hill, nigga
Baby girl, you tellin' lies
Cuz when I look at you in your face
I could see I’m on your mind
And it don’t matter what them hoes may say
I know your love is blind for me
Every bitch needs a thug nigga in their life
Truly, could it be, could it be
You enjoy me f-ckin' you while you be lovin' me
Bitch destroy hoes mentally
That’s why they freak with me, frequently
Love is life

[Nokio]
No nigga, life is love
Take her bad but just ice her up
Head for tour, tell her to keep in touch

[Ja Rule]
Nigga, that’s what’s up

[Nokio]
Being Nokio's a bit much
Y'all bitches overseas that love to f-ck
Y'all bitches in the states that love to suck
What the f-ck y’all want from me
Ghetto celebrity from B'more

[Ja Rule]
Murderer, Do Or Die from the N-Y

[Nokio and Ja Rule]
Now everyone get right

[Nokio]
N-O-K-I-O baby

[Ja Rule]
R to the U to L-E, baby
And yo, alotta y’all bitches hate me
Cuz you can’t relate to me
What the f-ck you want from me?

[Nokio]
Made them hoes know now they think
I get rich and I get rearranged cuz you know

You are everything

Repeat 2 until fade
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Saafir - The Hit List

Artist: Saafir
Music Album: The Hit List
(Music Song Lyrics):
featuring Sonnie Black

Intro:
Huh yeah yeah. Saafir in the house youknowhatI'msayin'? Layin' it down with
my nigga Sonnie Black. About to spit this shit to you. You might be on this
motherf-cker man. You know?

Saafir:
Since the death of the first two icons I be wonderin'
Who's gonna be the next to plummet in the dirt
Somebody is puttin' in major work
And drop the line of these top the line rhymer you know who was the first
And the second MC
The shit temps me
To keep practicing my aim at the shooting range
And keep my vest
In close range to my chest
Say a prayer to the game
Cause she won't be the same after this
I heard they
Who is they?
I don't know
But you know what they say
Don't believe it till you see it
But now I peep the Ebony special Big Daddy Dane or Super Nat
Death's comin' three and the shit is startin' to worry me (why?)
Cause this shit got to be connected to a much deeper plot
Maybe the government is fillin' it
Since they see them taxes of these millionaire black men rappin'
Imagin' if they got fed up and attached a contract
To touch these pathetic lips
Believe me
It would be called

Hook:
The Hit List
But it never happens to you if you're hitless
So you better stay sharp in you mental fitness
And always holla at your follies about business
What is this? The Hit List

Saafir:
The newspapers read
"De La Soul Is Dead"
The Stakes Is Higher than Hell fire
Shocking news travels like a live wire
To the Mississippi connect
Brought in from a club bathroom
Bartender slipped him a Mickey
Everybody in hip hop is trigger itchy
One of the Pharcyde got smoked in a hotel in Perkipsey
Upstate with no backin' I'm packin' heat
Like an immigrant work Nike factory
I feel like somebody is watchin' me
I got eyes in the back of my head and under my balls
Cassette from outside bathroom door stall
Watchin' my back without a pause
Scarface in Houston tryin' not to catch a bullet scar
Ridin' to the studio in bulletproof cars
ATF had a shootout ? wait with FaceMob
A cashier worker and a grocery bagger was tagged up
Body bagged up
Pedestrians meeting the concrete
Gettin' faces and body parts scrapped up
Face Mob swervin' through as they may ? (screeching)

Hook

Sonnie Black:
What is this the Hit List
The Hit List some sick shit over glove shit
Mr. Sonnie Black the fly ass tracks jack
You slippin' like bait on a fishing rod
I'm tryin' to manipulate your fate
I'm tryin' to get you God
Cause you tailored my made me good and plenty
Your soldiers turned GI Jane more (Moore) than Demi
Keep your hustle on kinko
God got blessings to give me

Saafir:
On Remy and a night chair
Spit my plot to my partners and hoes sittin' around in nightwear
Crackin' a window a slight air
A nigga feel twisted
The story
The Hit List
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