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Def Jam Music Group - All Stars 06, Various Artists
Def Jam Music Group - All Stars 06
Release type: Album
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Release date:

2006

 
Duration: 69:31  
Size, Mb: 95,72  
Bitrate:

192

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

 
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Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Intro Lyrics 00:12 192 0,29 ˆ0.10
2
Don't Forget About Us Part 2 Lyrics 04:30 192 6,20 ˆ0.10
3
2006 Freestyle
Nas
Lyrics 02:07 192 2,89 ˆ0.10
4
So Sick Lyrics
Gotta change my answering machine, now that I'm alone
'Cause right now it says that "We can't come to the phone"
And I know it makes no sense, 'cause you walked out the door
But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore
(It's ridiculous)
It's been months and for some reason I just
(Can't get over us)
And I'm stronger than this
(Enough is enough)
No more walking round with my head down
I'm so over being blue, crying over you

And I'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs, so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?

Gotta fix that calendar I have that's marked July 15th
Because since there's no more you, there's no more anniversary
I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you and your memory
And now every song reminds me of what used to be

That's the reason I'm
So sick of love songs, so tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs, so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?

(Leave me alone)
Leave me alone
(Stupid love songs)
Don't make me think about her smile
Or having my first child
Let it go
Turning off the radio

'Cause I'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears
So done with wishing she was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs, so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?

Said I'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears
So done with wishing she was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs, so sad and slow
Why can't I turn off the radio?
(Why can't I turn off the radio?)

And I'm so sick of love songs, so tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs, so sad and slow
Why can't I turn off the radio?
(Why can't I turn off the radio?)
Why can't I turn off the radio?
03:28 192 4,75 ˆ0.10
5
Shottaz Lyrics 04:26 192 6,09 ˆ0.10
6
My Hood Lyrics
[2x]
Every time I do it I do it for my hood
And every time I do it I do it for yo hood
And every time I do it I do it for they hood
It's understood I do it for the hood

The streets love jeezy and I love 'em back
If I still had the work I'll front you a sack
It's all gravy still reaching wit my words
And make 'em feel good on the first and the third
Take you back when I was sixteen wits a bankroll
Posted on a corner like a light pole
They used to call us track stars
Before they even stopped we ran to dem cars
And everybody on the block got the same agenda
Hustle from January til the end of December
Wasn't smokin purple then it was more like bobby brown
On that hen straight dog got a nigga drinking brown (7/11 nigga you know)
You know 10 to 4 shake 'em up talk shit get my drink and let 'em go
Even when I'm on the road the gangstas stay in touch
Why you think they love me so much (ha ha!)

[Chorus]

I'm talking bout summertime cookouts and wintertime flights
It ain't nothing we hearing shots all night
Ford Taurus pulls up everybody run
White boys jump out pointing wit they guns (5-0, 5-0)
Ford Taurus leave everybody came back
Hope dem boyz didn't find my sack
Real recognize real I suppose
I guess that's why the gangstas be at all my shows
Got the deal nothing changed but my clothes
Still catch me in the jects fuckin wit dem hoes (projects!)
Like coo-coo cal
Lord I wish mad Lou could see me now
Wish gold mouth was there wish mailman was free
A lot of niggaz crossing over dog no not me
Closest I been in the commercial's when I watch TV
And everybody know I rep these streets faithfully

[Chorus]

Ford Taurus pull up everybody run
White boys jump out pointing wit they guns
Ford Taurus leave everybody came back
Hope dem boyz didn't find my sack

[Chorus]
03:47 192 5,21 ˆ0.10
7
Backatcha Lyrics 04:01 192 5,53 ˆ0.10
8
I Keep That Lyrics 03:09 192 4,35 ˆ0.10
9
Gettin Some Lyrics 03:21 192 4,58 ˆ0.10
10
Yes Sir Lyrics 04:05 192 5,61 ˆ0.10
11
Control Myself Lyrics 03:52 192 5,31 ˆ0.10
12
Touch The Sky Lyrics
[Chorus 1]
I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day I die, I'mma touch the sky
Gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day I die, I'mma touch the sky

Back when they thought pink polo's would hurt the Roc,
Before Cam got the shit to pop, the doors was closed.
I felt like Bad Boy's street team, I couldn't work the Lox (locks).
Now let's go.
Take 'em back to the plan...
Me and my momma hopped in the U-Haul van.
Any pessimists I ain't talked to them,
Plus, I ain't have no phone in my apartment.
Let's take 'em back to the club.
Least about an hour I would stand on line,
I just wanted to dance.
I went to Jacob an hour after I got my advance.
I just wanted to shine.
Jay's favorite line: "Dog, in due time"
Now he look at me, like "Damn, dog, you where I am"
A hip hop legend.
I think I died in an accident, cause this must be heaven.

[Chorus]

[Hook 1 (P. Diddy)]
Now let's take 'em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la
(Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world)
Now let's take 'em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la
(Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world)

Back when Gucci was the shit to rock,
Back when Slick Rick got the shit to pop,
I'd do anything to say "I got it".
Damn, them new loafers hurt my pocket.
Before anybody wanted K-West beats,
Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC.
Dog, I was having nervous breakdowns,
Like "Damn, these niggas that much better than me?"
Baby, I'm going on an airplane,
And I don't know if I'll be back again.
Sure enough, I sent the plane tickets,
But when she came to kick it, things became different.
Any girl I cheated on, sheets I skeeted on.
I couldn't keep it home, I thought I needed a Nia Long.
I'm trying to write my wrongs,
But it's funny these same wrongs helped me write this song.
Now,

[Chorus 2]
I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky
(You gonna touch the sky babygirl!) Testify, come up in the spot
Looking extra fly
For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky

Yes, yes, yes guess who's on third?
Lupe still like Lupin the Third.
Hear life here till I'm beer on the curb
Peach fuzz buzz but bit on the verge
Hold it down like we're on the serve
Bottle-shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth's.
But, before you say another word,
I'm back on the block like a man on the street.
I'm trying to stop lying like a Mum-Ra,
But I'm not lying when I'm laying on the beat.
Engarde, Touch© Lupe cool as the Unthar,
But I still feel as possessed as a gun charge.
I come as correct as a porn star,
In a fresh pair of steps and my best foreign car.
So, I represent the first.
Now, let me hear my verse right where the horns are like

[Chorus 2]

[Hook 2 (P. Diddy)]
(We back at home, baby)
Sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
Sky, Sky high
I'm, I'm sky high
Yeah! (Keep it rollin)
(Feels good to be home, baby! Feels good to be home!)
03:37 192 4,95 ˆ0.10
13
Say I Lyrics
Say I feat. Young Jeezy
This is...this is...this is... hot
You like this
You are now witnessing
The flyest shit in the world
I can't think of nothing else to say
Christina milian
cool and dre

[Christina Milian]
I got the urge to scream out
Pull out the bird, it's me now
And I don't know about you
I'm got it popping like im suppose to do
Don't want the rich girls scream out
Sweat out the perm pull the weed out
And tell the world this time and that we going to love you and hurry scream out loud
Say III..

[Chorus]
I'm going to make it happen
I'm going to make you wait
If you got something to prove
If you feel the same way
Say I....I

I'm going to keep it gangster
I'm going to make it hot
If you feeling like I do, then people throw your hands up
Say I.....I

You want to dance then get down
You tryna chill then sit down
Do what you wanna to do
don't let let nobody tell you what you re suppose to do
You want to go...you grinding
Tryna get me in bed
Tryna do the timing
I know you feel this rough
hey
And let me see your hands up

I'm going to make it happen
I'm going to make you wait
If you're parent's don't approve
If you feel the same way
Say I....I

Ya heard the lady
Say I if you feel it
Yeah

I'm going to keep it gangster
I'm going to make it hot
([Young Jeezy] Yeah you already know me Snowman)
If you feel like I do, then people throw your hands up
Say I.....I

[Young Jeezy]
My nephew getting known and starting to talk
Now my mom's gotta sit and she can't walk
No high school diploma But I know math
Ain't write one song and she still want half
Dad beat dad is what the media say
Best father in the world is what my son's saying
Won't stop til you roll, that's what his mom's going to say
But hey
That's the type of game you play
The media talk so bad about me
The streets doing so bad without me
Can't band the snowman
This is thug motivation is just part of the program
The first day of class and all you gotta do is stay class to pass
Don't mind me I'm just thinking out loud
Purple haze got my head in the cloud

Getting to it, let's just face it
We can do it if we try
We can make it if we try, make it if we try (say I)
Ain't nothing to it
Let's just take it
We can make it if we try
Say I

Let's just do it
We can make it
I know we'll make it if we try
Say I....

Whoaaa...

I'm going to make it happen
I'm going to make you wait
If you're parent's don't approve
If you feel the same way
Say I.....I

I'm going to keep it gangster
I'm going to make it hot
If you feeling like I do, then people throw your hands up
Say I.....I

Getting to it, let's just face it
We can do it if we try
Ain't nothing to it
Let's just take it
We can make it if we try

I'm going to make it happen
I'm going to make you wait
If you're parent's don't approve
If you feel the same way
Say I.....I

I'm going to keep it gangster
I'm going to make it hot
If you feel like I do, then people throw your hands up
Say I.....I
03:29 192 4,78 ˆ0.10
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Jiggle It Lyrics 03:13 192 4,40 ˆ0.10
15
Oh Yes Lyrics
[Intro]
Okay (get up, get up)
DipSet (uh oh)
Juelz Santana
Heatmakerz (clap)
I think this the one right here (everybody, come on, get up)
Huh, he's moving again

[Juelz Santana]
I'm like (oh yes)
I'm nice (oh yes)
Still pitching (weight)
Still flipping (weight), yeah
So come fuck with the boy
I'm still pumping the boy
I'll still dump on the boy
Blue steel pump to the boy
I'm Mr. Postman, also Mr. Toastman
I'm yelling (wait), yeah I'm selling (weight), hey
I keep my chick on smash like a muhfucker
Thick lips, hips, tits, ass like a muhfucker
I get big chips, cash like a muhfucker
I don't (wait), nope, I won't (wait), yeah
I explore and cruise
Islands and shores that's new
Bring the boat out, smoke out
Watch the water move
I'm a water dude, jet skis, water pools
Surfing the (wave), I'm hurting the (wave)
Like, Cowabunga, dude
This forty cali-caliber cowabunga you
Bump you like how a bumper do
I'm on the corner, pumping like how a pumper do
What, that (weight), yup, that (weight)

[Chorus]
AY (oh yes) AY (oh yes) SAY (oh yes, wait a minute mister mister mi-mi-mi)
This the jam, yep
Put your hands up
And just (wave)
And just (wave)
AY (oh yes) AY (oh yes) SAY (oh yes, wait a minute mister mister mi-mi-mi)

I'm Mr. Postman, also Mr. Toastman
Oh man (wait), oh man (wait)
I'm Mr. Postman, also Mr. Toastman
Oh man (I'm back), oh man (I'm back)

[Juelz Santana]
I'm back
I'm crack
Sorry about the (wait)
Sorry I made you (wait)
I can't let my peeps down, I can't let my seed down
They need me out there (yeah)
I can't let the streets down
I gotta do it B I, G now, I see now
I couldn't (wait), nope, I couldn't (wait) AY
Plus the ladies love the kid
Plus the babies love the kid
Could it be I'm from the eighties
They know what I'm up against
Call me a grinder, call me a survivor
Why should I (wait), how could I (wait), no
Plus I'm a sex symbol (symbol)
That'll make your bitch bed tremble
Floor shake, bar rock, hard cock (cock)
Hit it left once, right twice, work the middle
Stoke her, then I smoke her

[Chorus] - repeat to fade
02:48 192 3,86 ˆ0.10
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Back Like That Lyrics 03:28 192 4,75 ˆ0.10
17
Who Want It Lyrics 03:50 192 5,26 ˆ0.10
18
Take A Picture Lyrics 04:27 192 6,11 ˆ0.10
19
Bad Girl Lyrics 03:45 192 5,17 ˆ0.10
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Came To Chill Lyrics 04:06 192 5,63 ˆ0.10