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Eska Squad 5 (2CD), Various Artists
Eska Squad 5 (2CD)
Release type: Album
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Release date:

2007

 
Duration: 153:12  
Size, Mb: 203,15  
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208

 
Price for album: ˆ3.20 (discount 20%)  

 
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1
Window Shopper Lyrics 03:14 176 3,97 ˆ0.10
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Because I Got High Lyrics
Roll another blunt
yeuh! ohhh hooo oohh
dadaa da da
la da daa (ioe)
ladadada (ioe)
ladadada

uh yeh..

i was gonna clean my room
until i got high
i was gonna get up and find the broom
but then i got high

my room is still messed up
and i know why (why man)
cause i got high
because i got high
because i got high

ladadada dadaa

i was gonna go to class before i got high (cmon) (check it out)
i couldve cheated
and i couldve passed
but i got high (uh uh)
im taking the next semester
and i know why (why man) (yeah heeyyyy)
(go to the next go to the next go to the next)

I was gonna go to court
before i got high
i was gonna pay my childsupport
but then i got high
they took my whole paycheck
and i know why (why man)
cause i got high
because i got high
because i got high

ladidada dadaa

i wasnt gonna run from the cops
but i was high (im serious man)
i was gonna pull right over and stop
but i was high
now im a parroplegic (hahahaha)
and i know why (why man)
cause i got high
because i got high
because i got high

ladidada dadaa

i was gonna make love to you (ohhh)
but then i got high (im serious)
i was gonna eat your pussy too (ohhhh)
but then i got high (you trippin you trippin)
now im jacking off (ahhhhahaa)
and i know why (turn this shit off)
cause i got high (keep going, they do that over here)
because i got high
because i got high

ladadada dadaa

i messed up my entire life because i got high (go go go)
i lost my kids and wife because i got high (go go go say what say what say what)
now im sleeping on the sidewalk
and i know why
cause i got high
because i got high
because i got high

ladadada dadaa

Imma stop singing this song because im high
im singing this whole thing wrong
because im high
and if i dont sell one copy
i dont know why (why man)
cause im high
cause im high
cause im high

(are you really high old man)
lada da dadada
(he really is high man, get jiggy wit it)
skippy dee whaa
*fades*
03:20 176 3,87 ˆ0.10
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I Wanna Love You Lyrics 04:06 176 4,93 ˆ0.10
4
Ridin Lyrics 05:05 208 7,42 ˆ0.10
5
My Band
D12
Lyrics
This is mankind and mankind kills
You think that women are just here for thrills
Your filthy morals just fucking stink
Don’t try and get my hands in your sink
Don’t call me your "bird"; I’m not your pet
Well, I've had enough, right up to my neck

This is mankind and mankind kills
Why should women be raped at your will?
This is mankind and mankind kills
Why should women pay for man’s thrills?

Why don’t you get married?
Wear that wedding ring?
Can’t she see it’s the only respectable thing?
She’ll cook his meals
Sleep in his bed
Do anything he says
05:00 176 5,87 ˆ0.10
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Najszybszy W Miescie Lyrics 03:28 208 5,06 ˆ0.10
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Fergalicious Lyrics
four, tres, two, uno

[Will I Am]
Listen up ya'll, Cuz this is it
The beat that I'm bangin' is de-li-cious

[Fergie]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go loco
They want my treasure so they get their pleasures from my photo
You could see me, you can't squeeze me
I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy
I got reasons why I tease 'em
Boys just come and go like seasons

[Hook]
Fergalicious (Fergalicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that shit is fictitious
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (It's hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna taste of what I got)
Fergalicious (t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty)

[Verse 2]
Fergalicious def-, Fergalicious def-, Fergalicious def- [def fading echo]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go crazy
They always claim they know me
Comin' to me call me Stacy (Hey Stacy)
I'm the F to the E, R, G the I the E
And can't no other lady put it down like me

[Hook]
I'm Fergalicious (so delicious)
My body stayin vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He's my witness (oooh wee)
I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (It's hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna taste of what I got)
Fergalicious (hold hold hold hold hold up, check it out)


Baby, baby, baby
If you really want me
Honey get some patience
Maybe then you'll get a taste

I'll be tasty, tasty, I'll be laced with lacey
It's so tasty, tasty, It'll make you crazy

[Will I Am]
T to the A to the S-T-E-Y girl you tastey, T to the A to the S-T-E-Y girl you tastey
D to the E to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S, to the D to the E to the, to the, to the, hit it Fergie

[Fergie]
***

All the time I turn around
brotha's gather round
always looking at me up and down looking at my (uuhh)
I just wanna say it now I ain't tryin to round up drama little mama I don't wanna take your man
And I know I'm comin off just a little bit conceited and I keep on repeating how the boys wanna eat it
But I'm tryin' to tell, that I can't be treated like clientele
Cuz' they say she


Delicious (So delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that shit is fictitious
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (got, got, got)
Four, tres, two, uno
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He's my witness (oooh wee)
I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t tasty, tasty

It's so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t (aye, aye, aye, aye)

[Will I Am]
T to the A to the S-T-E-Y girl you tastey, T to the A, to the S-T-E-Y girl you tastey
T to the A to the S-T-E-Y girl you tastey, T to the A, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)
D to the E to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S, to the D to the E to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S to the
D to the E to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S, to the D to the E to the, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)

T to the A to the S-T-E-Y girl you tastey, T to the A to the S-T-E-Y girl you tastey
T to the A to the S-T-E-Y girl you tastey, T to the A, to the, four, tres, two, uno
D to the E to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S, to the D to the E to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S to the
D to the E to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S, to the D to the E to the, to the, to the, to the, to the.....
03:46 192 5,14 ˆ0.10
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Nie Bedzie Niczego Lyrics 02:39 160 3,03 ˆ0.10
9
Wind It Up Lyrics
High on the hills with the lonely goatherd, lay-od-lay-od-lay-he-hoo
Yodell back with the girl and goatherd, lay-od-lay-od-low

Wind it up
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low

(Yeah)
This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on, the girls all line up
And the boys all look, but no, they can't touch
But the girls want to know why the boys like us so much

They like the we dance, they like the way we work
They like that way that L.A.M.B. is going across my shirt
They like the way my pants, it compliments my shape (She's crazy, right?)
They like the way we react everytime we dance

Everytime the bass bangs, realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up, and don't stop till your time is up
Get in line now

Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low

You've got to let the beat get under your skin
You've got to open up, and let it all in
But see, once it gets in, the poppin' begins
And then you find out, why all the boys stare

They're trying to bite our style
Trying to study our approach
They like the way we do it, so original
I guess that they are slow, so they should leave the room
This beat is for the clubs, and cars that go

Everytime the bass bangs, realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up, and don't stop till your time is up
Get in line now

Uh, uh, uh, wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
(Ya'll ready)

Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low

Uh huh, it's your moment
Uh huh, come on girl, you know you own it
Uh huh, you know your key is still tick-tockin'
Hell yeah, and you know they're watchin'

Get it girl, get it, get it girl
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
To the font, to the side,
To the back, but don't let him ride

Keep goin' girl, it's your night
Don't let him steal your light
I know he thinks you're fine and stuff
But does he know how to wind you up?
(Come on)

Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low, hey!
03:10 192 4,10 ˆ0.10
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Kilka Chwil Lyrics 04:16 192 5,66 ˆ0.10
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Chain Hang Low Lyrics
[Kids]
Beasta!

Do your chain hang low
Do it wobble to the flo
Do it shine in the light
Is it platinum, Is it gold
Could you throw it over ya shoulda
If ya hot, it make ya cold
Do your chain hang low

[Jibbs]
[Hook]
Is that your chain!?
Bout 24 inches is how low I let it hang
How bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range
Just by the chain you can tell the big kid do a stain
You know the name!

Is that your chain!?
Bout 24 inches is how low I let it hang
How bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range
Just by the chain you can tell the big kid do a stain
Im off the chain!

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Im hot kid
Chains so low you would think that diamonds never stop it
And it's funny cause you could never stop it
A bunch of rocks on my hand n I aint even on the block yet
Show em white gold sorta hold em like my tims
And a chain hang 24 inches like the rims
Diamonds all blown up yeah sorta like a pimp
So wehn I like hit the ice
It starts glistenin off the tims (off the tims)

My chain hang
All it do is blang blang
Have blue, have red
Like my diamonds gang bang
And dont even think
We on the same thing
Charms so heavy they couldn't lift it till the crane came

[Chorus]
Do your chain hang low
Do it wobble to the flo
Do it shine in the light
Is it platinum, Is it gold
Could you throw it over ya shoulda
If ya hot, it make ya cold
Do your chain hang low

Do your chain hang low
Do it wobble to the flo
Do it shine in the light
Is it platinum, Is it gold
Could you throw it over ya shoulda
If ya hot, it make ya cold
Do your chain hang low

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Im so icy (do yo chain)
My trunk so heavy that my neck dont like me (do yo chain)
Go n no no no is not a game kid (do yo chain)
Cause I throw my chain in the crowd (do do do do do do yo chain)
Like game B

Is nothing
Diamonds is nothing to me
(do yo chain) Especially when Im dressing up
Is just a button to me
Bling! (could you thro it over yo shoulda) and not to mention my teeth
Cause they color coordinated
Complimentin the teeth
Oh bra (boy) dats!

So check out my swag
Diamonds red, white, n blue like the American flag
Boy (do yo chain) is so colorful
N see I got that nice screen
My money spend on jewels
I call it my ice cream (chain, chain, chain, chain)

My music give you black eye
Cuz of the beating
They think I am a mutant
The way a boy is beasting (chain, chain, chain, chain)
I stay when n sometime u call it cheating
Yeah, my boys always around
Like is a mee-ting

Is that your (do yo chain) chain!?
Bout 24 inches is how low I let it hang (do yo chain)
How bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range (do yo chain)
Just by the chain you can tell the big kid do a stain (do yo chain)
You know the name! (do do do do do do yo chain)

Is that your chain!?
Bout 24 inches is how low I let it hang (do yo chain)
How bout the ride n let the diamonds smoke off the range (do yo chain)
Just by the chain you can tell the big kid do a stain (do yo chain)
Im off the chain! (do do do do do do yo chain)

Do your chain hang low
Do it wobble to the flo
Do it shine in the light
Is it platinum, Is it gold
Could you throw it over ya shoulda
If ya hot, it make ya cold
Do your chain hang low

Do your chain hang low
Do it wobble to the flo
Do it shine in the light
Is it platinum, Is it gold
Could you throw it over ya shoulda
If ya hot, it make ya cold
Do your chain hang low
03:30 192 4,52 ˆ0.10
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Dlon Lyrics 03:05 192 4,07 ˆ0.10
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Sacrum Lyrics 04:17 192 5,87 ˆ0.10
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Promiscuous Lyrics 04:02 224 6,21 ˆ0.10
15
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?
03:30 176 4,03 ˆ0.10
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Spokojnie Lyrics 03:41 208 5,26 ˆ0.10
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We Ride Lyrics
Ride
When we ride, we ride, its till the day
That we die..x2

[Verse 1]
Its real late about a quarter to 1
And I'm thinkin of everything we've become
And I hate it, I thought we could make it
But I'm ready to dead this
Just wanna forget about it
I saw the pictures n the letters she sent
You had me thinkin you were out
With ya friends, I'm so foolish
Played me like I'm stupid
Cuz I thought it was just you and I

[Bridge]
Now I look back on the time that we spent
And I, see it in my mind
Playin over and over again..
It's pourin down, you got me breakin down
And I just cant figure out why
But this is what you said

[Chorus]
When we ride
When we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die
We used to say
When we ride
When we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die
When we ride...
I remember what ya used to say
When we ride
When we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die..

[Verse 2]
Visions in my mind of the day that we met
You showed me things that
I'll never forget
Took me swimin in the ocean
You had my head up in the clouds
Made me feel like im floatin..yea
To the think of it
When you know its the truth
Nobody else can do it quite like I do
All my kisses n my lovin
Aint nobody better then us..yea

Bridge]
Now I look back on the time that we spent
And I, see it in my mind
Playin over and over again..
It's pourin down, you got me breakin down
And I just cant figure out why
But this is what you said

Chorus]
When we ride
When we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die
We used to say
When we ride
When we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die
When we ride...
I remember what ya used to say
When we ride
When we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die..

I guess its over indeffinatley
But you and I kno
It's not that easy to let go of everything
That we had and start all over again
Just blame yourself cuz you blew it
I wont forget how you do it
My sweet baby this is where the game ends
Now, somehow, wanna believe
You and me we can figure it out

[Chorus]
When we ride
When we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die
Oh boy, I wish that you could hold me
When I'm lonely when I need someone
To talk to, you were phoney
Just like everything you told me
When we ride
When we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die
Boy, you forget about the promises
Made me, and now I let the memories
Fade away, but I rememeber what
You used to say
When we ride...
I remember what ya used to say
When we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die..
We ride..when we ride, we ride
It's till the day that we die..
03:59 176 4,68 ˆ0.10
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Pump It Lyrics
Ha, ha, haaaa
Pump it
Ha ha haaaa
And pump it (louder) [4x]
Turn up the radio, blast your stereo, right

Niggas wanna hate on us (who)
Niggas be envious (who)
And I know why they hating on us (why)
Cause thats so fabulous (what)
I’ma be real on us (c'mon), nobody got nothing on us (no)
Girls be all on us, from London back down to the US (s, s)
We rockin' this (contagious), monkey business (outrageous)
Just confess, your girl admits that we the shit
F-R-E-S-H we fresh, D-E-F, that’s right we def, rock
We definite, B-E-P we repinate' so

[Chorus]
Turn it up (turn it up) [3x]
Come on baby just
Pump it (louder) [6x]
And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh
Yo yo, Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo right now
This joint is fizzling, it’s sizzling, right

Check this out right here:
Dude wanna hate on us (dude)
Dude need to ease on up (dude)
Dude wanna act on up
But dude get shut like flavor shut down
Chick say she ain’t down
But chick backstage when we in town (ha)
She like man on drum (Ohhh)
She wanna hit n' run
Yeah, that’s the scheme, that’s who we do, that’s who we be
B-L-A-C-K E-Y-E-D P to the E, then the A to the S
When we play you shake your ass
Shake it, shake it, shake it girl
Make sure you don’t break it, girl, ’kuz we gonna

[Chorus]

Damn, (damn) [5x]

Apl.De.Ap from Philippines
Live and direct, rocking this scene
Breaking on down for the B-boys and B-girls waiting to do they thing
Pump it, louder come on, don’t stop, and keep it going
Do it, let’s get it on, move it
Come on, baby, do it

La da dee da da dee die,
On the ster-e-ere-ere-ere-o.
Let those speakers blow your mind (Blow my mind baby.)
Just let it go, let it go here we go.
La da dee da da dee die,
On the radi-adi-adi-adi-o.
The systems gonna feel so Fi-e-i-e-i-e-i-e-i-ine!

[Chorus]
03:37 208 5,11 ˆ0.10
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I Dont Need A Man Lyrics 03:41 224 5,52 ˆ0.10
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I Shot The Sheriff Lyrics 04:06 224 6,21 ˆ0.10
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Smack That Lyrics 03:35 192 4,64 ˆ0.10
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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
03:33 208 4,88 ˆ0.10
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I Aint Going Out Like That Lyrics 04:21 192 5,64 ˆ0.10
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Stawiam Sobie Pomnik
Dka
Lyrics 04:10 192 5,28 ˆ0.10
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Przepraszam Lyrics 04:47 192 6,16 ˆ0.10
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Dzien Dobry Polsko Lyrics 03:58 192 5,20 ˆ0.10
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Get Me Home Lyrics
[Foxy] Yeah... (ahhh *echoes*)
Firm biz, what is, Blackstreet
Na Na, steady rise, peep this out
(Oooh, *bab-bayyy*, gotta get you home with me tonight)
(*gotta get you home*)


Verse One:

Hold up, let's take it from the top, I Fox
Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks
In the six drop boo and it don't stop
See money lookin alright, yeah what up Pop
'Cross the room throwin signals I'm throwin em back
Flirt-in cause I, digs you like that
Peep baby boy style, hopin we match
You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached
It said, "You look like the type that, know what you like"
I could tell by the je-wels you go for the ice
Plus you wear the shoes well, the suits flows nice
I don't like the notes too well, let's be more precise
Meet me by the VIP let's pow-pow
Whisper in my ear like, "Boo let's bounce now"
I'm 'bout to say peace to my mans for you
When it's all said and done I got plans for you
He said (gotta get you home tonight)

Chorus: Blackstreet

Oooooh baby *gotta get you home with me*
Gotta get you home with me tonight (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Oooooh baby, ohhhh
Gotta get you home with me tonight, c'mon, c'mon

Verse Two: Foxy Brown

At the bar high-post, frontin, I toast
Gettin my flirt on, playa, ain't nuttin
You tryin to say the right words to get us out of here
Jackpot, what he said, "It's bullshit in here"
And his smile blind like the shine on his necklace
Mind tellin me no, body tellin me exit
Breasts said yes, give me more wet kisses, uhh
Twist my body like the Excorist, hey
The way he licked his lips he was mackin
True thug passion, I'm like, "Slow down before you crashin"
Never mind him, he ain't thinkin 'bout you
or the way we sex, on the villa up in Malibu
Marry who? Daddy please
I'm takin it all from the stash to the keys
So let me see, boo I'm bout to dead my mans for you
When it's all said and done I got plans for you
He said (oh bay-beeee)

Chorus: Blackstreet

Ooooooh baby, I need you want you in my life
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Gotta get you home with me tonigh-iyiight (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ooooooh baby, baby I need you
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Right here

Verse Three: Foxy Brown

Grabbed me by the hand and led the way
Outside of the club talkin to Valet
Mind started to stray, million miles away
Contemplatin goin back to his crib to par-lay
Jumped in the passenger seat, relaxed my feet
As he threw on Blacksteet casually
And we cruised the metro, on premium petrol
I sized up my thighs and couldn't let go
Ta-Ta's perkin, You're Makin Me High
like Toni, work me, take me I'm hot
I thought for a second and then my mind went
Sex all around the car, isn't it ironic?
Back to Reality, the Soul II Soul
Breathin heavily but still in control
Wants the shy girl role, put my hand on his lef
With sex in his eyes, he turned and then he said

Chorus: Blackstreet

Tonight baby
Ooooooh baby, c'mon c'mon Foxy c'mon
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Whatever you want me to do (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Ooooooh baby, do it for you baby
I need it in my life
Gotta get you home with me tonight
Ayyaiiayy, ooooooh baby, gotta get you home tonight
Gotta get you home with me tonight
*etc.*
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Pozwol Zyc Lyrics 03:23 208 4,81 ˆ0.10
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Zapomniec Lyrics 03:33 176 4,38 ˆ0.10
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Area Codes Lyrics
(Nate Dogg)
I've got hos
I've got hos
In different area codes (Area)
Area codes (Codes)
Hos
In different area codes (Area)
Area codes (Codes)

(Ludacris)
You thought I was just 770 and 404
I'm worldwide, biatch act like y'all don't know
It's the abominable ho-man
Globe trottin' international postman, name a dick dopeman.
718s, 202s I send small cities and states I.O.U.s
901 matter fact 305 I jump off the G4, we can meet outside
So control your whore-mones and keep your drawers on
Till I close the door and I'm jumping your bones
312s 313s 215s 803
now read your whore-oscope
And eat some whore d'oeuvres
ten on pump one these hos is self-serve
757 410s my cellphone just overloads

(Nate Dogg)
I've got hos
I've got hos
In different area codes (Area)
Area codes (Codes)
Hos
In different area codes (Area)
Area codes (Codes)
I've got hoes

(Ludacris)
Now everyday is a ho-liday
So stop the violence and put the 44 away
Skeet you a ho today
504 972 713 watchu goin do
You checkin out the scene,
I'm checkin a ho tonight
With perpendicular vehicular ho-micide
314 201 (hey) too much green too much fun (hey)
I bang cock in Bangkok
Can't stop, I turn and hit the same spot. They not.
I'm the thrilla in Manila,
schlong in Hong Kong.
Pimp 'em like Bishop Magic don Juan
Man, after henny with a coke and a smile
I just pick up the motherfuckin phone and dial.
I got my condoms in my big-ass sack
I'm slangin this dick like a new jack, biatch.

(Nate Dogg)
Is it cause they like my gangsta walk? (gangsta walk)
Is it cause they like my gangsta talk? (gangsta talk ooh)
Is it cause they like my handsome face? (handsome face)
Is it cause they like my gangsta ways? (gangsta ways ooh)
Whatever it is they love it
and they just won't let me be
I handle my biz, don't rush me (area)
just relax and let me be free (codes)
Whenever I call (I call) come runnin
212 or 213 you know that I ball (I ball)
Stop frontin or I'll call my substitute freak
I've got hos
I've got hos
In different area codes (area)
Area codes (codes)
Hos
In different area codes (area)
Area codes (codes)
I've got hos.

(Ludacris)
Uh
916 415 704
Shout out to the 206 everybody in the 808 ha ah
216 702 414 317 214s and the 281s
334 205 I see y'all, uh uh
318 and the 601s 203 804 402 301 904 407 850 708 502
Hos in different area codes, know that
Southern ho-spitalty, northern exp-ho-sure
Ho-ridin' on the west coast, ya understand what I'm sayin'?
Uh uh
Hocus pocus
You the dopest
Hos to the right, hos to the left
Five hos this time! Woo!
Ho no!
Hip hop ho-ller coaster, that's where we are right now
No need to get all ho-stile Yeah! Wooo!
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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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What Do You Think Of That Lyrics 04:37 176 5,42 ˆ0.10
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Hip Hop Is Dead Lyrics
*DJ samples*]
"Hip hop" "hip hop" "is dead"
"Hip--hip hop" "hip hop" "is dead"
"Hip--hip hop" "hip--hip hop" "is dead"
"Hip--hip hop" "hip hop" "hip hop"

[Hook]
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ

If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ

[sample]
Hip hop just died this mornin'
And she's dead, she's dead

[Verse 1]
Yeah, niggaz smoke, laugh, party, and die in the same corner
Get cash, live fast, body their man's mama
Rich ass niggaz is ridin' with three llamas
Revenge in their eyes, Hennesy and the ganja
Word to the wise with villain state of minds
Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind
Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind
(Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind)
Whenever, if ever, I roll up, it's sown up
Any ghetto will tell ya Nas helped grow us up
My face once graced promotional Sony trucks
Hundred million in billin', I helped build 'em up
Gave my nigga my right, I could have gave left
So like my girl Foxy, a nigga went Def
So nigga, who's your top ten?
Is it MC Shan? Is it MC Ren?

[Hook]
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ

If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
[sample]
Hip hop just died this mornin'
And she's dead, she's dead

[Verse 2]
The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
Come through, something ill, missin' the ceilin'
What influenced my raps? Stick ups and killings
Kidnappings, project buildings, drug dealings
Criticize that, why is that?
Cuz Nas rap is compared to legitimized crap
Cuz we love to talk on ass we gettin'
Most intellectuals will only half listen
So you can't blame jazz musicians
Or David Stern with his NBA fashion issues
Oh I they like me--in my white tee
You can't ice me, we here for life B
On my second marriage, hip hop's my first wifey
And for that we not takin' it lightly
If hip hop should die we die together
Bodies in the morgue lie together
All together now

[Hook]
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ

If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ

[sample]
Hip hop just died this mornin'
Hip hop just died this mornin'
Hip hop just died this mornin'
And she's dead, she's dead

{*crowd chanting "Hip hop!" becomes beat*}

[Verse 3]
Everybody sound the same, commercialize the game
Reminiscin' when it wasn't all business
If it got where it started
So we all gather here for the dearly departed
Hip hopper since a toddler
One homeboy became a man then a mobster
If the guys let me get my last swig of Vodka
R.I.P., we'll donate your lungs to a rasta
Went from turntables to mp3s
From "Beat Street" to commercials on Mickey D's
From gold cables to Jacobs
From plain facials to Botox and face lifts
I'm lookin' over my shoulder
It's about eighty niggaz from my hood that showed up
And they came to show love
Sold out concert and the doors are closed shut
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E.i. Lyrics
It's only the sound of the phone ringing
It's only your silent voice singing
It's only the darkness bringing memories of you
It's only the first double meaning
It's only the second hand dealing
It's only you carefully stealing pieces of me

And though
Its been long
So so long to be here
And though
I was wrong
It took you to appear

Before i would run from you
But now
I come to you

It's only the tired clock ticking
It's only the part of the drum kicking
It's only the touch of you picking little old me
It's only my favourite face breaking
It's only the frozen ground shaking
It's only my opening eyes taking pictures of you

And though
Its been long
So so long to be here
And though
I was wrong
It took you to appear

Before i would run from you
But now
I come to you
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Snich Lyrics 03:59 192 5,29 ˆ0.10
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In Da Club Lyrics 02:59 192 4,09 ˆ0.10
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Szukam Lyrics 03:37 208 5,09 ˆ0.10
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International Love Lyrics 03:47 208 5,45 ˆ0.10
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Salsa Lyrics 03:02 192 4,07 ˆ0.10
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Widzialem Twoje Oczy Lyrics 03:38 208 5,39 ˆ0.10