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Best Of Black Summer Party, Vol. 3 , Various Artists
Best Of Black Summer Party, Vol. 3
Release type: Compilation
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Release date:

2006

 
Duration: 78:51  
Size, Mb: 108,51  
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192

 
Price for album: ˆ1.60 (discount 20%)  

 
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1
My Humps Lyrics
What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

I drive these scrubbers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ice-ys.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karen, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’
Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Se7en Jeans, True Religion,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t fakin’
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got you,
She’s got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I’m really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin’ at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can’t touch it,
If you touch it I’ma start some drama,
You don’t want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don’t pull on my hand boy,
You ain’t my man, boy,
I’m just tryn’a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps x3
In the back and in the front.
My lovin’ got you,
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon’ do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I’ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.
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It's Like That Lyrics 03:23 192 4,67 ˆ0.10
3
S.O.S. Lyrics 04:01 192 5,52 ˆ0.10
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Candy Shop Lyrics
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia]
[50 Cent]
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you broke up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)

[Chorus]

[Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this
Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper
It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I aint stoppin
Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on
And we gon' sip til every bubble in the bottle is gone

[Chorus 2x]
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Don't Cha Lyrics 04:33 192 6,26 ˆ0.10
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Let's Get Blown Lyrics 04:41 192 6,42 ˆ0.10
7
Real Love Lyrics
Girl, girl I'm goin outta my mind
And even though I don't really know you
I must've been runnin outta time
I'm waiting for the moment I can show you
And baby girl I want you to know
I"m watching you go
I'm watching you pass me by
It's real love that you don't know about

Baby I was there all alone
When you'd be doin things that i would wit you
I picture you and me all alone
I'm wishing there was someone i can talk to
I gotta get out outta my head
Buy baby girl I gotta see you once again, again
It's real love that you don't know about

Girl, girl I'm goin outta my mind
And even though I don't really know you
I must've been runnin outta time
I'm waiting for the moment I can show you
And baby girl I want you to know
I"m watching you go
I'm watching you pass me by
It's real love that you don't know about

(Every night and now) when I go to sleep
I couldn't stop dreaming about you
Your love has got me feeling kinda weak
I really can't see me without you
And now you're runnin round in my head
I'm never gonna let you slip away again
It's real love that you don't know about

Every now and then when I want you
I wish that I could tell you that I want you
If I could have the chance to talk wit cha
If I could have the chance to walk wit cha
Then I would stop holding it in
And never have to go through this again, again
It's real love that you don't know about

Girl, girl I'm goin outta my mind
And even though I don't really know you
I must've been runnin outta time
I'm waiting for the moment I can show you
And baby girl I want you to know
I"m watching you go
I'm watching you pass me by
It's real love that you don't know about

Today when I saw you alone
I knew I had to come up and hold you
Cuz girl I really gotta let you know
All about the things you made me go through
And now she lookin at me in the eye
And now you got me hopin I ain't dreamin again,

again
It's real love that you don't know about

Every now and then when I want you
I wish that I could tell you that I want you
If I could have the chance to talk wit cha
If I could have the chance to walk wit cha
Then I would stop holding it in
And never have to go through this again, again
It's real love that you don't know about

Girl, girl I'm goin outta my mind
And even though I don't really know you
I must've been runnin outta time
I'm waiting for the moment I can show you
And baby girl I want you to know
I"m watching you go
I'm watching you pass me by
It's real love that you don't know about

You're the one that I want and no one can take

it from me
No, no, no, no, no
Even though I don't really know you
I got a lot of love I really wanna show you
And you'd be right there in front of me
I can see you passin in front of me
No, no, no
Girl I need your love
Baby I need your love
03:36 192 4,94 ˆ0.10
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Dreams Lyrics 04:47 192 6,59 ˆ0.10
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Jesus Walks Lyrics 03:16 192 4,49 ˆ0.10
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Slow Down Lyrics
I saw you walking
Down on Melrose
You looked like an angel
Straight out of heaven, girl
I was blown away by
Your sexiness
All I have to do is catch up to you

Hook:
Slow down I just wanna get to know you
But don?t turn around
Cuz that pretty round thing looks good to me
Slow down never seen anything so lovely
Now turn around
And bless me with your beauty, cutie

A butterfly tattoo
Right above your naval
Your belly button?s pierced too just like I like it girl
Come take a walk with me
You?ll be impressed by
The game that I kick to you
It?s ? yeah

Bridge:
Like a flower fully bloomed in the summertime, you?re ready
To be watered by this conversation, you?re ready
And we all can use shine like the sun
Let me be the one to enjoy you
Let?s kick it girl

(Hook x2)

Oh baby you know by now that I want you bad
I?m floating on open air I can?t come down
Cupid hit me already damn
Now I can?t leave till seven digits are in my hand, my hand

(Bridge)

(Hook x2)

Slow down never seen anything so lovely
Cutie

(Hook)
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Dip It Low Lyrics
Hush now, don't explain
You're the cause of all my trouble and pain
Unless you're mad
Don't explain

My love, my love, my love
Don't explain
There is nothing within me now to gain
You know that I love you
Look at what loving has done
All my thoughts were real
And so sincere
I'm so completely yours

You know I hear folks cha-cha-cha-chatter
And I know you cheat
Right or wrong, that don't matter
You're here with me
Sit down, have a seat
It's your time to feel the pain
It's your time to weep
Don't explain

Hush now, don't explain
There is nothing within me now to gain
I'm gonna skip it instead
Don't explain
Don't explain
03:18 192 4,54 ˆ0.10
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Country Grammar (Hot...) Lyrics 04:47 192 6,58 ˆ0.10
13
Lean Back Lyrics
[Intro: Fat Joe]
Owwwwww!!!! yeah! my niggaz!!! uh huh!!!
Throw your hands in the air right now man!!!
Feel this shit right here! Scott Storch nigga!
Yeah Khalid I see you nigga!!!
Show Big Pun love! Uh! Yeah! Uh! Yo!

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
I don't give a fuck about your faults or mishappens nigga
We from the Bronx, New York, shit happens
Kids clappin, love to spark the place
Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their face
It's a cold world and this is ice
Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life
Got the Phantom in front of the buildin, Trinity Ave
Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad
As a young'n - was too much to cope with
Why you think ? mu'fuckers nicknamed me Cook Coke shit
Shoulda been called Armed Robbery
Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny
I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle
Just as long, I knew me and my peoples was 'gon bubble
Came out the gate on some Flow Joe shit
Fat nigga with the shotty was the logo kid!

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
(Come on!)

[Verse 2: Remy Martin]
R to the Ezzy, M to the Yzzy
My arms stay breezy, the Don stay flizzy
Got a date at 8, I'm in the 7-4-fizzive
And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die
With a matchin jacket, 'bout to cop me a mansion
My niggaz in the club, but you know they not dancin
We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with boogies
So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us
And we - walk around the metal detectors
And there really ain't a need for a VIP section
In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it
Said he - liked my necklace, started relaxin
Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction
See "Money Ain't a Thing" nigga, we still the same niggaz
Flows just changed now we bout to change the game nigga

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
(Come on!)


[Verse 3: Fat Joe]
Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now
And that G4 can fly through any weather now
See, niggaz get tight when you worth some millions
This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings
You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit
Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit
If 5-0 boy come, then they'd proudly squeal
Cause half these rappers they +Blow+ like Derek Foreal
If you cross the line, damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya
These faggot niggaz even made gang signs commercial
Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin it up
B2K crip walkin like that's what's up!
Kay keep tellin me to speak about the Rucker
Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about the Rucker
Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this
My niggaz didn't have to play to win the championship, come on!

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
Niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants
And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back
(Come on!)

[Outro: Fat Joe]
Ha! ha! yeah! (Can you hear me?!)
Bronx, BX borough, Terror Squad, uh (Ha!)
Big Pun forever, Tone Montana forever (Can you hear me?!)
Uh! Yeah! Streets is ours, come on!!!
Nah man, it ain't never gon stop
Search!!! Raul!!! JB, Fat Ant come on!!! Uh!!
04:13 192 5,78 ˆ0.10
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Clap Back Lyrics 04:57 192 6,79 ˆ0.10
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Gimme The Light Lyrics
Jus gimme the light
yea yeah
Jus gimme the light
yo yo
Jus gimme the light
dont say it
Jus gimme the light
Sean Paul

*Chorus*

Jus gimme the light
and pass the dro
Bust another bottle of moe
Gal dem in a me sight
and I gots know
Which one is gonna catch my flow
Causle i'm in a the vibes
and i got my dough
Bust another botte of moe
Gurl dem lookin hype
and i gots to know

Verse 1 &3
Could I be your protector
your buff in every sector
Everyman around dem
wanna turn your inspector
but u no let them sweat ya
No grill you with no lecture
But dem power drill
or dem feul injector
Dem a infector
Disease collector
Nuff of dem a gon on
like dem wan come wreck ya
Done out the part
where you got in your center
But u know
u dont let themn guy affect ya

*Chorus*

Verse 2 & 4

One / Two / Three / Four / Five of them
Situation gettin really live again
Girl dem wanna Fi hang out with
The players and the riders de
Beside of them and dem say
Dem tired of the liars
Dem friars and connivers
will never get inseide of dem
Dem clyder dem
Especially the money hider dem
Watchie watchie girl bout dem
A try fi make bride of dem
Denied again
some of them move like a spiderman
Girl dem say nah
open wide again

*Chorus * Til Fade
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No Letting Go Lyrics
Verse 1
Got somebody she's a beauty
Very special really and truly
Take good care of me like it's her duty
Want you right by my side night and day

Chorus
No lettting go No holding back
Because you are my lady
When I'm with you its all a that
Girl I, am so glad we've dated
No letting go No holding back
No holding Back no
When I'm with you it's all a that
All a that

Verse 2
They say good things must come to an end
But I'm optimistic about being your friend
Though I made you cry by my doings
With Keisha and Annesha but that
Was back then

Chorus
No lettting go No holding back
Because you are my lady
When I'm with you its all a that
Girl I, am so glad we've dated
No letting go No holding back
No holding Back no
When I'm with you it's all a that
All a that

Bridge
Really appreciate you loving me
After all that we've been thru
Really appreciate you loving me
All times,time

Repeat Verse 1
Got somebody she's a beauty
Very special really and truly
Take good care of me like it's her duty
Want you right by my side night and day

Repeat Chorus Till Fade
No lettting go No holding back
Because you are my lady
When I'm with you its all a that
Girl I, am so glad we've dated
No letting go No holding back
No holding Back no
When I'm with you it's all a that
All a that
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Move Ya Body Lyrics 03:52 192 5,31 ˆ0.10
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Hey Sexy Lady Lyrics 03:22 192 4,62 ˆ0.10
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Big City Life Lyrics
Big City Life,
Me try fi get by,
Pressure nah ease up no matter how hard me try.
Big City Life,
Here my heart have no base,
And right now Babylon de pon me case.

People in a show,
All lined in a row.
We just push on by,
Its funny,
How hard we try.

Take a moment to relax.
Before you do anything rash.


Don’t you wanna know me?,
Be a friend of mine.
I’ll share some wisdom with you.
Don’t you ever get lonely,
From time to time
Don’t let the system get you down

Chorus….

Soon our work is done,
All of us one by one.
Still we live our lives,
As if all this stuff survives.

I take a moment to relax,
Before I do anything rash.

Bridge….
The Linguist across the seas and the oceans,
A permanent Itinerant is what I;ve chosen.
I find myself in Big City prison, arisen from the vision of man kind.
Designed, to keep me discreetly neatly in the corner, you’ll find me with the flora and the fauna and the hardship.
Back a yard is where my heart is still I find it hard to depart this Big City Life.

Chorus
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Ding Lyrics
So, heute bin ich ziemlich gut drauf
zieh mich schick an setzt n hut auf
die rolex tickt, man seh ich gut aus
hol mir den kick den ich absolut brauch
Yeah, wieder mal'n soloausritt
in dem poseroutfit, mach ich's mir nett, mach mich brett-fett rauch shit-
wo sind die br?ute mit poserauschnitt

Komm in den club und genie? den ausblick
Die braut is schmuck und die is auch schick
Ich sing ne hook, bei der jede austickt
Meine frau guckt krass wenn sie's raus kriegt
Mhh egal, mal'n ausgang muss auch mal drin sein,
Bin kein hausmann brauch unbedingt ein drink der taugt,
Ran an die bar, ich laber ne frau an
f?r die lady und f?r mich sieben mochito
mit einem mal gef?llt mir jedes lied so,
tanz sogar zum song von placebo
Bin blau und die dame dito

Refrain:

Oohoohoo du h?bsches ding
ich versteck meinen ehering
klingelingeling wir k?nntens bring
doch wir nuckeln nur am drink
Oohoohoo du h?bsches ding
du bist queen und ich bin king
wenn ich dich seh dann muss ich sing':
"Tingalingaling you pretty thing"

Wir sind blau, wir sind spitz
zuhause sitzt die frau mit kids
im augenblick bek?mpfe ich
den wunsch, der wie jeder sehen kann in meinen augen blitzt
Alter, krasse braut,
sie sagt "lass es raus"
und ist hei? darauf loszulegen
ich muss zeit gewinnen, bestell weiter drinks
Sie ist nicht mein ding
versuch ich mir einzureden

L?cherlich! Ich becher mich weg
Barkeeper hau raus
was in deinen f?ssern steckt
Ich saufs aus, weil es mich vergessen l??t: meine gedanken sind besessen von sex

Sie will offensive vom mann
doch ich bin besoffen, schiele sie an
kurz darauf liegt mein kopf neben der toilette
h?tte nie gewettet,
dass kotzen meine ehe rettet

Refrain

ohoho

See that burnin body-hot
those boobs in a naughty-top
red lips so juicy-oh gott
caught in the middle of your web
please don't stop

Take my brain
turn it off
don't feel shame
don't feel love
more champagne
for our game
it's insane
but it's aaah!

Do you wanna ruin my life-
say what
you wanna tell my wife-
please stop
things are getting real tight-
I never though
you'd set me up
ha

All I wanted was a body
for delight
"Lets get naughty":
you said, right?
now you say you love me
day and night
who's gonna save me
from this fright?

Refrain



oohoohoo
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