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| 1:01 | ||||
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| 2:33 | ||||
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| 4:13 | ||||
It may take a long time but my house will last forever
And it will have been worth it What are you going to build your house with? Yo I'm stayin' where we gettin' crazy love My noisy neighbors live just above me Up in 13-A, there's drama everyday The Super say he gon' fix the heat for sure Tchk, I done heard it five times before three locks on every door 'Cause some folks got the tendency to take It ain't Beverly Hills, more like Stephanie Mills I never knew love like this could ever exist Four corners in your metropolis yo it's the PJays pah We exquisite like cars made in foreign see ain't a day out here Ever boring where gunshots keep you up instead of heavy snoring Pipes dripping, instead of rivers pouring The elevator's broken down (Damn!) And man I'm needin' a lift Thank God we don't stay up on the twenty-fifth floor Yo we ain't always at war it's a lot about the Projects I do adore But you wouldn't understand it the PJays is like another planet Heavy like granite you wouldn't understand it The cops will catch you drawers down red-handed, it's outlandish But you wouldn't understand it the PJays is like another planet You wouldn't understand it the cops will catch you drawers down Red-handed, it's outlandish yo it's the PJays ('Cause where I come from where we live is called the Projects) The PJays ('Cause where I come from you might, might, might, might get done) The PJays ('Cause where I come from where we live is called the Projects) The PJays ('Cause where I come from what was that you said?) Come to our projects bout fo' in the morning So I can tell you what be goin' on there One block gunshots some hot stuff Sell it to you for a buck, boy that ain't enough (C'mon) Handcuffs on your brother man my wife's wonderin' When you gonna fix that tenant's plumbing man? I'm tired this ghetto's cool but it's on fire I see this fool with a crack pipe, lookin' wired Hookers for hire, look at the plywood (What, look) On the building where termites is living (EW) My wife sleeps peacefully, it ain't easy to me 'Cause I'm tripping off these peoples with they thievery Black white Chicano, hell if I know Every guy know about the stolen cell phone I got the hook up police got me shook up in court, can't even fart It's okay though, I got the building, that pay dough But some tenants act like they can say no (Hey) I'm gettin' older in my years feel me? I got a folder worth of fears (Yup) But it's cool, we gotta make it better don't take my sweater (Make it better, c'mon) Y'all make my head hurt I ain't even gonna finish this song It's too long I'ma watch Cops, in my La-Z-Boy, in my thong But you wouldn't understand it the PJays is like another planet Heavy like granite you wouldn't understand it The cops will catch you drawers down red-handed, it's outlandish But you wouldn't understand it the PJays is like another planet You wouldn't understand it the cops will catch you drawers down Red-handed, it's outlandish yo it's the PJays ('Cause where I come from where we live is called the Projects) The PJays ('Cause where I come from you might, might, might, might get done) The PJays ('Cause where I come from where we live is called the Projects) The PJays ('Cause where I come from what was that you said?) |
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| 1:25 | ||||
5. |
| 2:38 | ||||
Papa loves mambo
Mama loves mambo Look at 'em sway with it, gettin' so gay with it Shoutin' "ol" with it, wow! (ooh!) Papa loves mambo (Papa loves mambo) Mama loves mambo (Mama loves mambo) Papa does great with it, swings like a gate with it Evens his weight with it, now! He goes to, she goes fro He goes fast, she goes slow He goes left 'n' she goes right (Papa's lookin' for mama but mama is nowhere in sight) Papa loves mambo Mama loves mambo Havin' their fling again, younger than Spring again Feelin' that zing again, wow! (ooh!) Papa loves mambo (Papa loves mambo) Mama loves mambo (Mama loves mambo) Don't let her rumba and don't let her samba 'cause papa loves mama tonight (ooh!) (Papa loves mambo) (Mama loves mambo) (Papa loves mambo) (Mama loves mambo) He goes to, she goes fro He goes fast, she goes slow He goes left 'n' she goes right (Papa's lookin' for mama but mama is nowhere in sight) (ooh!) Papa loves mambo (Papa loves mambo) Mama loves mambo (Mama loves mambo) Havin' their fling again, younger than Spring again Feelin' that zing again, wow! (ooh!) (Papa loves mambo) Mambo papa (Mama loves mambo) Mambo mama (Don't let her rumba and don't let her samba) 'cause papa Loves a mambo tonight (ooh!) |
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| 3:05 | ||||
7. |
| 1:53 | ||||
8. |
| 2:25 | ||||
9. |
| 3:26 | ||||
10. |
| 2:12 | ||||
11. |
| 1:31 | ||||
12. |
| 1:42 | ||||
A little less conversation, a little more action please All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me A little more bite and a little less bark A little less fight and a little more spark Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me Satisfy me baby Baby close your eyes and listen to the music Drifting through a summer breeze It’s a groovy night and I can show you how to use it Come along with me and put your mind at ease A little less conversation, a little more action please All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me A little more bite and a little less bark A little less fight and a little more spark Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me Satisfy me baby Come on baby I’m tired of talking Grab your coat and let’s start walking Come on, come on Come on, come on Come on, come on Don’t procrastinate, don’t articulate Girl it’s getting late, gettin’ upset waitin’ around A little less conversation, a little more action please All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me A little more bite and a little less bark A little less fight and a little more spark Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me Satisfy me baby - |
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| 0:12 | ||||
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| 1:04 | ||||
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| 3:56 | ||||
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| 3:22 | ||||
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| 1:07 | ||||
18. |
| 4:10 | ||||
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| 4:24 | ||||
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| 5:00 | ||||
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| 0:44 | ||||