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P-DADDY FT CRISTINA EGUELIRA
23/03/2007 15:57
TELL ME TELL ME PRESS PLAY
[Diddy:] Can you feel me Do that shit do that shit do it Do that shit do that shit do it Do that shit do that shit do it Do that shit do that shit do it Ooh yeah On the dance floor Yeah yeah yeah Lets play a game On the dance floor (Oh yeah) Yeah yeah yeah
Let's play a game Let's pretend for a second You don't know who I am or what I do Let's just put it to the side I can feel your heart beating I can hear you breathing Look into your eyes Trying to see into your mind See into your soul See, no limits to the levels Me and you can go When it's me, I take control But it's something about you That makes me wanna change I like the way you dancing And the way you play the game I like the way you take away the pain The way you tell me that you want it Not saying a thing The way you got me going Got me going outta brains I see us going at it Going in and out of them lanes
I don't want your innocence I don't want you to stutter I don't want a commitment I don't want you to suffer I don't want your number Baby, I want you to wonder I want you to come up Looking like something you wanna
[Christina Aguilera:] Tell me, what you thinking about When you got me waitng patiently And usually, I don't have to wait for nobody But there's something about you That really got me feeling weak And I'm trying to find the words to speak
Boy, I got my eyes on you Tell me what you wanna do I can picture you in my room Until the morning I don't even know your name Boy, I need to know your name I'm hoping that you feel the same Tell me if you want it
I know you're gonna like it (I know) So tell me how you want it (Tell me) And you don't have to fight it (You don't) Cause baby you're invited (Baby) I know you're gonna like it (I know) So tell me how you want it (Tell me) And you don't have to fight it (You don't) Cause baby you're invited (Baby)
[Diddy:] You're dreams fullfilled You're rockin with the best -- put your limits to the test You're pulsating, your heart is beating outta your chest You're hyperventilating, trying to catch your breath (Don't stop) I'm the first, I'm the next, I'm the end I'm the boss, in your thoughts, that'll make your mind bend Look how I approach you, look how I expose you The -- every move, now I know you I don't wanna control you, I wanna console you And do everything that I told you Get high with me, come touch the sky with me Fly with me, see life with new eyes with me (Don't stop) I'm the dream, I'm the one, I'm the reason you come I'm a king, I'm a hung, I'm a beast I'm the last thing your eyes see The passion's inside me, it's yours Now come try me, c'mon
[Christina Aguilera:] Tell me, what you thinking about When your hands is all on me Cause I've been thinking about All the possibilities Ain't no other place that I really wanna be Cause you're sweepin' me off my feet
Boy, I got my eyes on you Tell me what you wanna do I can picture you in my room Until the morning I don't even know your name Boy, I need to know your name I'm hoping that you feel the same Tell me if you want it
[Hook] I know you're gonna like it (I know) So tell me how you want it (Tell me) And you don't have to fight it (You don't) Cause baby you're invited (Baby) I know you're gonna like it (I know) So tell me how you want it (Tell me) And you don't have to fight it (Baby you're invited) Cause baby you're invited (Baby)
[Christina Aguilera: (Bridge)] I got a selection of the positions of affection With no pressure So tell me Tell me how you want it, tell me how you want it babe I got a selection of the positions of affection With no pressure So tell me Tell me how you want it Tell me how you want it babe
Do that shit do that shit do it Do that shit do that shit do it Do that shit do that shit do it Do that shit do that shit do it
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THE BLACK AYED PEAS
22/03/2007 18:58
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 brothers 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 Karan, they be sharin' All their money got me wearin' Fly gearrr but I ain't askin, They say they love my ass 'n, Seven Jeans, True Religion's, I say no, but they keep givin' So I keep on takin' And no I ain't taken 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 u, 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 u gon' do with all that ass? All that ass inside them jeans? I'm a make, make, make, make you scream Make u 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. U can look but you can't touch it, If u 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 u, 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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SNOOP DOG FT R-KELLY
22/03/2007 18:41
That's That 's
[R. Kelly] I pull up, whip low in the Phantom With the wheels spinnin' Ladies like That's that shit I'm in the back of the club Blowin' trees Hands up, head bobbin' like That's that shit In the spot where the girls go wild Dancing video style I'm like That's that shit Snoop Dizzle (Hey)Your boy Kells (Hey) Let me hear you say That's that shit
[Snoop dogg] Let's get this party jumpin' Me and Kel gone get it bumpin' They humpin' Like when it's over We gone all get into somethin' The Dog is fresh Southside without a vest Nothin on my chest But these ladies up out the Midwest I must confess That in the Chi is so blessed Leaving nothing on my mind But Doggy, you and safe sex This ain't a test You fucking with a cold mess Meet me in Chicago Let me get you to this real west It's real strong Real fat and real long Doggies in the building Holdin' something they can feel up on And once they get it Something they can build up on Take that skinny nigga home Work that filling till it's gone Get that home grown Put that shit on Daddy long I know how you ladies do it T-shirt with no panties on Let's get this shit crackin' Kell and Doggy Dogg in action If you in here all alone You might get this dog bone
[R. Kelly] I pull up, whip low in the Phantom With the wheels spinnin' Ladies like That's that shit I'm in the back of the club Blowin' trees Hands up, head bobbin' like That's that shit In the spot where the girls go wild Dancing video style I'm like That's that shit Snoop Dizzle (Hey) Your boy Kells (Hey) Let me hear you say That's that shit
[Snoop Dogg] Dip low, Six-Four Hundred spokes and chronic smoke All these ladies on the floor Cuz they know what we in here for [ these lyrics found on www.completealbumlyrics.com ] Dogg and Kelly came to ball Get your ass up off the wall Let that middle wiggle Now make that shit fall Not just one, but all y'all Move it like you want it all Let me see you bounce it for me Work that shit for Doggy Dogg You gots to do it Is that your crew Bring 'em too Come here let me take you through it Then once Kelly get into it We can get this after party Poppin' everybody Got themselves another body Knockin' out Without protection though That's my confession But at the spot If you just think Your gonna listen You can drop it like it's hot Hold up I came to cool out Lay back and get blown Maybe Henny, maybe gin A couple shots of Patron And if you didn't you missed it But now it's known That this cash shit Kells sing that song
[R. Kelly] I pull up, whip low in the Phantom With the wheels spinnin' Ladies like That's that shit I'm in the back of the club Blowin' trees Hands up, head bobbin' like That's that shit In the spot where the girls go wild Dancing video style I'm like That's that shit Snoop Dizzle (Hey) Your boy Kells (Hey) Let me hear you say That's that shit
So if you think you got the bomb shit (Holla at a playa)X3 And if you lookin' for some good sex (Holla at a playa)X3 Girl if you ever in the 3-1-2 (Holla at a playa)X3 And if you're ever in the 2-1-3 (Holla at a playa)X3
Chorus X2 I pull up, whip low in the Phantom With the wheels spinnin' Ladies like That's that shit I'm in the back of the club Blowin' trees Hands up, head bobbin' like That's that shit In the spot where the girls go wild Dancing video style I'm like That's that shit Snoop Dizzle (Hey) Your boy Kells (Hey) Let me hear you say That's that shit
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MASSARI
22/03/2007 11:45
REAL LOVE
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
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