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from Will Smith - Born To Reign (2002)
I-I-I-I woke up this morning
Looked at ya picture Think about when I'm a get wit'cha Hit ya on the two-way simply to say I gotta see you today They say love is a gamble and if so, I'm the Bilagio I can't lose And I guess that make you the mirage Wait you more exotic than that you like the Taj Mahal momma You a treasure to me life with you is a plesure to me And I'm a make sure no man ever measure to me Like Run and D you and me are together forever I got an interview to do (whoo) Then to the plane, that too (whoo) Uh wear that black dress boo (whoo) Then close your eyes and open your heart and I'm a give you All my love A thousand kisses from you is never to much All my love Never too much never too much never too much Uh huh uh huh And I just don't wanna stop Never too much mever too much Woke up this morning to invite and couldn't (?) write you I licked your back and then kissed three little kids that look just like you Love is magic and it's plain and sometimes it just happens Saw your picture your so surly boy you keep my laughing We've got a photo shoot can't concentrate my mind is roamin' Because it's 4 o'clock and at 5:15 you are comin' home and You know my heart you know my thoughts so ruffneck yet you're tender The only person ever locked up safe was to surrender All my love (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) A thousand kisses from you is never to much All my love Never too much never too much never too much Uh huh uh huh Cause I just don't wanna stop Never too much mever too much The way you walk wanna make me say (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) The way you let me make you wanna make me say (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Girl the way you look wanna make me say (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Just so you all wanna make me say (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) Yo yo me and more it's like a Pichasso painted your ora It's like Beehtoven composed your vocal tones Wrote band inspired hand sculpted you the desire of man (uh) Michel Angelo grieves inside you Seeds of my wildest dreams fertilized in your eyes Your compationate and your passion is how you ration it That makes me swear you was trained how to take me there Rarely I seen faith be fared We got a stroke of grace Remember you was countin me out? It's crazy we had times of doubt right? And since the dawn of time written history Better men better poet than me Have tried to set verse to the love they knew Dead to words judge what I do when I give you A thousand kisses from you is never to much All my love Never too much never too much never too much Uh huh uh huh And I just don't wanna stop Never too much mever too much Big Will Lil' Jaden Ha ha 2002 Tra-Knox What? All my love Everything I got baby Mommy I love you Aww I love you sweetie I love you too. All the way to the moon I love you to the moon Huh? |
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from Will Smith - Born To Reign (2002)
Uh, big Will, and Tra-Knox, yo, yo, yo, yo, JUMP
Move when I tell you make ya way up to the FRONT Addicted to the way I kick it, I know what you WANT The don jiggy, catering to what you FEELING Pack it from the floor up to the ceiling SHAKE, whatcha momma gave ya baby don't let nothin', BREAK Ya watch, cause we both can't have much time to score and TAKE Dance floor packed, it's looking like a LAKE OF SEDUCTION, here's your instructions, SLIDE Get up off that wall girl, stop tryna HIDE Tracking aphrodisiac, don't be DENIED Chill wit that cigarette, take it out SIDE Messing wit my vibe, I DON'T LIKE THAT, BOUNCE I'ma pressure playa Im'a hit it when it COUNTS Party like a lamb and the whip about to BOUNCE The don jiggy, catering to what you FEELING Pack it from the floor up to the ceiling, come on Bring it on or nothin' Ain't no time for frontin' Come on, just let it flow Jump off, act like you know Get on the floor it's jumpin' Ooh these girls are somethin' Come on, just let it flow Jump off, act like you know I, I, I, I called Jazzy Jeff on the PHONE I said I'm downstairs waitin' joker COME ON I told him it's this hot spot that we GOTTA BURN He said man after last weekend haven't YOU LEARNED Look here dunny last weekend was a MISTAKE That mami tryna dish it out, when she COULDN'T'T TAKE Come at me dancin' wild like as soon as a GAME One little move on her, and she burst into FLAMES (Whoosh) The whole club runnin', tryna ruin my NIGHT I told roll around a little, she be ALRIGHT Now everybody mad at me, all up in my FACE Somebody shoulda told that girl to stay in her PLACE Ya feel a little heat baby girl I'm BEHIND YA And hopefully ya burnt Gucci dress will REMIND YA How serious I am, maybe it's CRAZY Y'ALL But if you wanna play honey, GO GET A BABY DOLL, holla at me Bring it on or nothin' Ain't no time for frontin' Come on, just let it flow Jump off, act like you know Get on the floor it's jumpin' Ooh these girls are somethin' Come on, just let it flow Jump off, act like you know HUH, check to make sure I'm lookin' cute for her HUH, check to make sure I'm packin' loot for her HUH, cause I'm bout to shut down the bar for her HUH, and later open up my car door for her HUH, seven begin, my lead, the set and THEN No more actin', BACK TO RAPPIN' AGAIN Red carpet, hectic, gettin' ME IN What happened last week, SURE CAN HAPPEN AGAIN Mos Def, ON bump, WHEN YA, hear the BOUNCE, front Looking like the Jet Magazine Beauty of the MONTH Shades on now ya layin' low on the CUT Told myself you the one to shake it up, with BOUNCE, over to ya table came completely UNANNOUNCED Observed the curves, body fat about an OUNCE Though almost bumpin' out of dangerous AMOUNTS Grab ya arm, turn around girl, JUMP Move when I tell make ya way up to the FRONT Addicted to the way I kick it, I know what you WANT The don jiggy, catering to what you FEELING Pack it from the floor up to the ceiling Bring it on or nothin' Ain't no time for frontin' Come on, just let it flow Jump off, act like you know Get on the floor it's jumpin' Ooh these girls are somethin' Come on, just let it flow Jump off, act like you know Bring it on or nothin' Ain't no time for frontin' Come on, just let it flow Jump off, act like you know Get on the floor it's jumpin' Ooh these girls are somethin' Come on, just let it flow Jump off, act like you know Come on Jump off Get on the floor it's jumpin' Come on, just let it flow Jump off, act like you know Big Will, Tra-Knox Foundation laid, to the vibe y'all We out, what |
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from Will Smith - Willennium (1999)
(Ooh, Ohh)
Here I stand before you - brown. Color of the mountains Colossal as the earth Wrapped so deliciously within my own joy and misery Feathers of my wings paralyzed by the distance of my mind Here I stand before you, the color of the night Frozen by the potential of me (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) An Afro Angel Afro Angel off your pedestal from perchin above You on the prowl now, downtown, searchin for love In all the wrong places, outside your radio stations Hopin he with new hit single, is tryin to mingle Today, he is in your town, puttin it down You in the car with your friends, followin my limo around Puttin a bug in my boy's ear, your "S" is for free You'll do anything for Omar or Phil, bring you to me And then me, hypnotized by the devil as well Hold out my hand as an invitation into my hotel No need to RSVP, place your hand in my palm As all your girlfriends getting jealous, damn she landed the bomb Willing to trade your spirit for some crass, whack wage Something small, something simple as a pass back stage But now I lay me, down to creep And I - pray the Lord my soul to keep *Afro Angel, born against the world You don't have to sell your soul and throw away your pride Afro Angel, sent from heaven above Never forget that you are loved You know that you are loved Lil Bobby got a gun now, age fifteen Destined to spend his life inside a cage it seems Rage inside, pride, been denied respect He can't take it though he gotta earn it But he ain't learned that yet Out on the town, reckless abandon he's been bullied before But now he straps, and no more Attitude high Flexin on every guy that walk by But don't start pal Cuz if the gun came from the whiz, Cowardly Lion, got heart now Let's pull it on a stranger Ahh, fun for the crew Surprised when he realized, damn dude got one too Smile's upside down now, games ain't so cute Bobby's a deer in a headlights Pump, drop it or I'll shoot Then like a sniper, cleanin his rifle, Bobby disobeys his commands One shot rings out (gunshot) then only the stranger stands Could of sworn Bobby's blood formed the shape of an angel's wings But for what? *Repeat Back in high school, Tamika was the sweetest, the bomb Hot to death, though in tenth grade a teenage mom Knocked up by some thug named Russ in the drug game But had the cutest kid you ever seen Then all the pressure from her mom She stepped to Russ Told him it's either them drugs or us Either them thugs or us The ultimatum, either continue bein a thug in the world Or start lovin your girl And say God, bear me witness, no doubt, lovin ya dear But to go from $50 Gees a week to $30 Gees a year That ain't happenin I guess he wasn't that strong He came back the next week, and the whole family was gone Yo they straight moved away, without as little as a word Well, needless to say, Russ was a little perturbed Then in a fury put the pressure on her girlfriend Shawn And like a clumsy chef she spilled the beans on where they had gone Upstate Schenectady, Tamika answered the door It was the last person she expected to be They just stared He said you love me for me? You can do without the cars, vacations, and jewelry? Down with me? Period. Through life's stress and strife She said, Yeah, He said in that case Would you please be my wife? Then like a sign from the sky, the baby cried Like an angel sings I love y'all more than anything *Repeat (x2) |
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from Will Smith - Big Willie Style (1997)
this one goes out to all the big willies
big Will the high roller strolling through with an entoruage hard to camaflouge when you livin' this large I be smooth like debarge with a five car garage out for the night with my squad and we be flossin' down the fifteen my whole auroa gleamin' who that kid in the green v envy brother schemin' I ain't thinkin' bout them racing chicks in the pink b.m. with my speakers tweakin' freakin' off this weekend in Las Vegas boss players all across the board move makers and shakers money can't break us but the places it can take us big will in the limelight rhyme tight and we gon' have some fun tonight *now how we do it (you know it's Big Willie style baby) now how we doin' it (you know it's Big Willie style) Verse 2: I'm in a five star casino shuttin' crap tables down (boom) non bettin' willie watchers standin' around strictly millionaire status you can feel the eyes lookin' at us how bad they wanna be us (parlay) Charlie Mack got my back with his eyes on my stack brothers don't know how to act when you drive a four-five black people stop and stare havin' drinks at the bar a round for everybody with these big willie cards from civllians to stars they wanna know who we are it's me big Will Nas Escobar J.L. Omar carry money bags collect the chips then we all quick to exit *Repeat Verse 3: Left Eye It's Left Eye with a tight crew representin' like it's ladies night comin' right through don't be spiteful plus an eyeful sportin' hot pink rocks in the link in the drop with a mink like my don't stink got you in the palm with a bomb like Sadamm blowing up spots then runnin' off with the pot Left Eye ready for action the main attraction I'm in the fast lane passin' breakin' you down like fractions while we be rappin' about things that really happen big willie style Philly style let's make it happen with mademouselle from gezals to versace with a sweet smell this female leadin' the posse got jokes like Cosby in the lots where the cars be with no apologies it's Left Eye big Will let the champagne spill is it a mans thing for real can us girls roll wit yall what the deal *Repeat Verse 4: well now it's lookin' like a car show convoys and whips on the strip pullin' up in the six makin' brothers sick for real big Will household name entertainer gold handle cane and matchin' gators swervin' lane in pole position rolling deep like a co-malition in soul poisition and can rock a whole convention movie screens to the club scene my whole crew lookin' clean shine with a diamond gleam step above where the players be don't hate me one is where they rate me lately you could find me behind the door marked V.I.P. eating grapes under the A.C. big willie style is how we do it *Repeat |
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from Men In Black II (맨 인 블랙 2) by Danny Elfman [ost] (2002)
Come-come on Come on, come-come on-on (MIB) {The black suits comin'} {The black suits comin'} I'm comin', I'm comin', I'm comin', I'm comin' I am the man in black I'm back breakin' the back of the random attacker So can the flack, yo' I'm dangerous, I've been trained to bust When a stranger fuss, tryin' to endanger us Praise me, y'all, don't nothin' phaze me, y'all When they see me they gage be all crazy y'all They say I'm a myth, trust me if somebody rip Out of the depths of your imagination appears Will Smith Black suit, the black shades, the black shoes Black tie with the black attitude New style, black Raybans, I'm stunnin', man New hotness, pitch black, 600, man Don't you understand, what you thought I wouldn't come again Leave you hangin' without bringin' you the fun again Tanglin' with the alien scum again Mind your manners or the black suits runnin' in Nod ya head {The black suits comin'} Let me see you nod ya head like this {The black suits comin'} Let me see you (Nod ya head) like this {The black suits comin'} Let me see you bop ya head, nod ya head, come on (Nod ya head) {The black suits comin'} Let me see you (Nod ya head) like this {The black suits comin'} Let me see you nod ya head like this {The black suits comin'} (Nod ya head...head...head...) Check it, yo' There's this chick right Serleena makin' me sick, right Earth is worthless to her, she be trippin' like Threatenin' me and my mens, tryin' to get the light Thinkin' she's superwomen, the black kryptonite Finishin' whatever you start, son The best looking crime fighter since myself in part one Better act right, play nice and sing along 'Cause Kay is back and he hyped, what, bring it on Uh, wanna brawl with me, tryin' to brawl with me Uh-uh, what-what Yo' {Black suits comin'} What-what Let me see ya just, come on Just come on and nod ya head like this{Theblack suits comin'} Let me see you nod ya head {The black suits comin'} Let me see you nod ya head like this {The black suits comin'} Let me see you (Nod ya head, MIB) Let me see you nod ya head {The black suits comin'} Let me see you (Nod ya head), come on, come on Let me see you (Nod ya head) like this {The black suits comin'} Let me see you (Nod ya head...head...head...) Check it, check it Yo', case closed, erase my foes Chase the wave out of black suits, shades, and clothes We above the law, feds can't touch me y'all Highly ranked, black blank I.D. cards So disregard what you think you saw Put that phone down now, who you think you callin', huh One little flash then, goodnight dear Just open your eyes, honey, look right here, thank you Mission completed, I mean it, we won't be defeated You seen it, we did it, even with weapons depleted Galaxy defenders, don't act like you don't remember Takin' contenders and provn' they only pretenders Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls The men in black is back to protect the world When the enemy is near, the elite is here So have no fear Just let me see you nod ya head {The black suits comin'} Come on nod ya head like this {The black suits comin'} Let me see you (Nod ya head) like this {The black suits comin'} Let me see you (Nod ya head, MIB) (Nod ya head) Woo (MIB) (Nod ya head) Uh {The black suits comin'} (Nod ya head) Yo' (MIB) Yo', yo' (Nod ya head...head...head...) If you wanna rock then say (Hey, oh) Tell me if you wanna rock then say (Hey, oh) If you wanna rock then say (Hey, oh) Come on, if you wanna rock then say (Hey, oh) Yo', if you wanna rock then say (Hey, oh) Tell me if you wanna rock then say (Hey, oh) If you wanna rock then say (Hey, oh) Tell me if you wanna rock then say (Hey, oh), huh (Nod ya head...head...head...) |
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from Will Smith - Born To Reign (2002)
(Come Come on)
(Come on Come Come on M-I-B) (The Black Suits Comin) (The Black Suits Comin) I'm Comin... I'm Comin... I'm Comin... I'm Comin I am the man in black I'm back Breaking the back of the random attackers So can the flak Yo Im dangerous I've been trained to bust When a stranger fuss try to endanger us Praise me y'all Dont nothing faze me y'all When they see me their gaze be all crazy y'all They say I'm a myth Trust me if somebody riff Out of the depth of your imagination appears Will Smith Black suit, the black shades, the black shoes black tie with the black attitude New style black Ray-Bans I'm stunning man New hotness pitch black six hundred man Don't you understand? What you thought I wouldnt come again? Leave you hanging without bringing you the fun again? Tangling with the alien scum again Monumental it's the black suits running in (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Like this, let me see you bop your head, nod your head, come on! (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head!The Black Suits Comin') Like this (Nod Ya Head!) Check it Yo it's this chick right Serlena, making me sick right Earth is worthless to her she be tripping like Threatening me and my mens Trying to get the light Thinking she's superwoman But black kryptonite finishing whatever you start son The best looking crime fighter since myself in part one Better act right and play nice and sing along 'Cause K is back and he hype What? Bring it on! Wanna brawl with me? Trying to brawl with me? Unh Unh What What Yo... what what... then... lemme... see you just... Come on... just come on and (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Like this, let me see you(Nod Ya Head! M-I-B) Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Let me see you (Nod Ya Head!) Come on! Come on! Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head!) Check it, Check it Yo, case closed Erase my foes Chased away by the black suits, shades, and clothes We above the law Feds can't touch me y'all Highly ranked black blank I.D. card So disregard what you think you saw Put that phone down now Who you think you calling huh? One little flash then good night there Just open your eyes honey look right there Thank you mission completed I mean it we won't be defeated You seen it we did it even with weapons depleted Galaxy defenders don't act like you don't remember Taking contenders and proving they only pretenders Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls The Men In Black is back to protect the world When the enemy is near the elite is hear So have no fear just let me see you (Nod Ya Head! the Black Suits Comin') Come on! (Nod Ya Head! the Black Suits Comin') Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head! the Black Suits Comin') Like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head! M-I-B) (Nod Ya Head! M-I-B) Woo! (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Unh! (Nod Ya Head! M-I-B) Yo, yo (Nod Ya Head!) Yo, Yo If you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!) Tell me if you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!) If you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!) Come on if you want to rock jusy say (Ooo-oh!) Yo if you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!) Tell me if you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!) If you want to nod just say (Ooo-oh!) Tell me if you want to rock just say (Ooo-oh!) Ha! |
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from Max 10 (2002)
I'm Comin... I'm Comin... I'm Comin... I'm Comin
I am the man in black I'm back Breaking the back of the random attackers So can the flak Yo Im dangerous I've been trained to bust When a stranger fuss try to endanger us Praise me y'all Dont nothing faze me y'all When they see me their gaze be all crazy y'all They say I'm a myth Trust me if somebody riff Out of the depth of your imagination appears Will Smith Black suit, the black shades, the black shoes black tie with the black attitude New style black Ray-Bans I'm stunning man New hotness pitch black six hundred man Don't you understand? What you thought I wouldnt come again? Leave you hanging without bringing you the fun again? Tangling with the alien scum again Monumental are the black suits running in Chorus 1: Nod Ya Head! (The Black Suits Comin') Let me see you Nod Ya Head! (The Black Suits Comin') like this, Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') like this, Let me see you bop your head, nod your head, come on! (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') like this, Let me see you Nod Ya Head! (The Black Suits Comin') like this (Nod Ya Head!) Check it Yo it's this chick right Serlena, making me sick right Earth is worthless to her she be tripping like Threatening me and my mens Trying to get the light Thinking she's superwoman But black kryptonite finishing whatever you start son The best looking crime fighter since myself in part one Better act right and play nice and sing along 'Cause K is back and he hype What? Bring it on! Wanna brawl with me? Trying to brawl with me? Uhh Uhh What What Yo... what what... then... lemme... see you just... Come on... just come on and Chorus 2: Nod Ya Head! (The Black Suits Comin') like this, let me see you Nod Ya Head! (The Black Suits Comin') Let me see you Nod Ya Head! (The Black Suits Comin') like this, Let me see you (Nod Ya Head!) Let me see you Nod Ya Head! (The Black Suits Comin') Let me see you (Nod Ya Head!) Come on! Come on! Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') like this, let me see you (Nod Ya Head!) Check it, Check it Yo, case closed Erase my foes Chased away by the black suits, shades, and clothes We above the law Feds can't touch me y'all Highly ranked black blank I.D. card So disregard what you think you saw Put that phone down now Who you think you calling huh? One little flash then good night dear Just open your eyes honey look right here Thank you mission completed I mean it we won't be defeated You seen it we did it even with weapons depleted Galaxy defenders don't act like you don't remember Taking contenders and proving they only pretenders Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls The Men In Black is back to protect the world When the enemy is near the elite is here So have no fear just let me see you Chorus 3: Nod Ya Head! (The Black Suits Comin') Come on! Nod Ya Head! (The Black Suits Comin') like this, Let me see you (Nod Ya Head! the Black Suits Comin') like this, Let me see you (Nod Ya Head!) (Nod Ya Head!) Woo! (Nod Ya Head! The Black Suits Comin') Uhh! (Nod Ya Head!) Yo, yo (Nod Ya Head!) Yo, Yo If you wanna rock then say (Ooo-oh!) Tell me if you wanna rock then say (Ooo-oh!) If you wanna rock then say (Ooo-oh!) Come on if you wanna rock then say (Ooo-oh!) Yo if you wanna bop then say (Ooo-oh!) Tell me if you wanna rock then say (Ooo-oh!) If you wanna nod then say (Ooo-oh!) Tell me if you wanna rock then say (Ooo-oh!) Ha! |
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from Will Smith - Born To Reign (2002)
Yo yo
Forget the club today we're playin' the block It's goin' down and it's blazin' hot Jeff pop the new CD turntable joint You just got to get the amps from Boogie get the fan from Rock And then call up Bishgebibble Jims And Pats And tell them we need cheesesteaks for like 300 cats And yo, make sure it's hot or else I'm sendin' it back And get my mic right if I get hyped I might rap Then take the speakers, find a good spot Subs on the bottom, tweeters up top Yo you know where little John lives on the corner The extension cord will run perfectly to his crib And then tell officer Mike to barracade the block Regardless of what car you got, leave it up top, hop You want to come you got to come on your feet Ain't nothin' like havin' a party when it's out in the street Come on 9:00 I'm a call my crew At 10:00 we're gonna roll on through I don't know what you gonna do But whatever you do hit the block party tonight All the ladies rollin' up with friends And don't be late or you won't get in Party packed from beginning to end Everybody tell a friend that the block party is tonight It ain't nothin' like havin' a party on the block When everybody knows everybody on the block And everybody on the block come's to the party on the block And when the sun drop, we don't stop Funny how fast they travel the word A dozen divas from Philly drove in when they heard That there's a block party down in West Philly Come block party with Jeff and Big Willie Stand back Everybody come to see the man rap Jeff's got it *scratch* jam packed Everybody hands in the air Just get your hands in the air Yo Philly (that's where the party's at) D.C. y'all (that's where the party's at) A-T-L (that's where the party's at) West Side (that's where the party's at) Midwest y'all (that's where the party's at) Dirty south now (that's where the party's at) I can't hear y'all (that's where the party's at) Wherever we at (that's where the party's at) 9:00 I'm a call my crew At 10:00 we're gonna roll on through I don't know what you gonna do But whatever you do hit the block party tonight All the ladies rollin' up with friends And don't be late or you won't get in Party packed from beginning to end Everybody tell a friend that the block party is tonight Yo and when the sun drops Back in Philly that don't mean that the fun stops All it means is that it's time to turn the lights on All day long I've been plotting on this nights joint 10:00 now Jeff is tryin' to hype me Would the Fresh Prince come up to the mic please Hear the crowd cheer brought a little smile out Mic check 1-2 I'm about to while out I know he's old but maybe there's a slight chance I can get my brother hype make him break dance Naw maybe not let me get the crowd jumpin' Let me hit them with the brand new funk or somethin' I'm like Rob Base I wanna rock right now Y'all know who rock the block right now All we need is a mic and a beat And a couple of speakers and some turntables out in the street Come on 9:00 I'm a call my crew At 10:00 we're gonna roll on through I don't know what you gonna do But whatever you do hit the block party tonight All the ladies rollin' up with friends And don't be late or you won't get in Party packed from beginning to end Everybody tell a friend that the block party is tonight |
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from Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince - Code Red (1993)
yo back up now and give a brother room the fuse is lit and I'm about to go boom mercy mercy mercy me my life is a cage but on stage I'm free hyped up syched up ready for wil'in' standing in a crowd of girls like an island I see the one I wanna sic come here cutie I flip 'em around and then I work that booty work the body work work the body slow down girl you're 'bout to hurt somebody oh and yo let's get just one thing clear there's only one reason why I came here ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go) ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go) ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go) I came here tonight to hear the crowd go Boom! shake-shake-shake the room Boom! shake-shake-shake the room Boom! shake-shake-shake the room tic-tic-tic-tic Boom! well yo are yall ready for me yet (pump it up prince) well yo are yall ready for me yet (pump it up prince) well yo are yall ready for me yet (pump it up prince) well here I go here I go here I here I go yo dance in the aisles when the prince steps to it the rhyme is a football y'all and I went and threw it out in the crowd and yo it was a good throw how do I know? because the crowd went hoooo in response to the way that I was kicking it smooth and individual rhymes always original like the Dr. Jekyl man and this is my Hyde side I am the driver and you're on a rap ride so fellas (yeah) are yall wit me (yeah) I said fellas (yeah) are yall wit me (yeah) why don't you tell the girls what y'all wanna do ya wanna ooh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh--ooooh that's right yo and I'm in the flow so pump up the volume along with the tempo I want everybody in the house to know I came here tonight to hear the crowd go pump it pump it come on now yeah, come on now here I go the the f-f-f-f-fresh p-p-p-prince is who I am so tell my mother that I never wrote a whack jam but some times I get n-nervous and start to stutter and I f-fumble every word for word I utter so I just try to ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill but it gets worse-a but worse-a but-but-but worse still I need the c-c-c-crowd to k-k-k-kick it to me they help me calm down and I can get through it so higher higher get ya hands to the ceiling let it go y'all don't fight the feeling mic in a strangle hold sweat pourin' and like Jordan yo I'm scoring yeah that's right y'all and I am in the flow so pump up the volume along with the tempo many have died tryin' to stop my show I came here tonight to here the crowd go |
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from Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince - Code Red (1993)
yo back up now and give a brother room
the fuse is lit and I'm about to go boom mercy mercy mercy me my life is a cage but on stage I'm free hyped up syched up ready for wil'in' standing in a crowd of girls like an island I see the one I wanna sic come here cutie I flip 'em around and then I work that booty work the body work work the body slow down girl you're 'bout to hurt somebody oh and yo let's get just one thing clear there's only one reason why I came here ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go) ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go) ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go) I came here tonight to hear the crowd go Boom! shake-shake-shake the room Boom! shake-shake-shake the room Boom! shake-shake-shake the room tic-tic-tic-tic Boom! well yo are yall ready for me yet (pump it up prince) well yo are yall ready for me yet (pump it up prince) well yo are yall ready for me yet (pump it up prince) well here I go here I go here I here I go yo dance in the aisles when the prince steps to it the rhyme is a football y'all and I went and threw it out in the crowd and yo it was a good throw how do I know? because the crowd went hoooo in response to the way that I was kicking it smooth and individual rhymes always original like the Dr. Jekyl man and this is my Hyde side I am the driver and you're on a rap ride so fellas (yeah) are yall wit me (yeah) I said fellas (yeah) are yall wit me (yeah) why don't you tell the girls what y'all wanna do ya wanna ooh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh--ooooh that's right yo and I'm in the flow so pump up the volume along with the tempo I want everybody in the house to know I came here tonight to hear the crowd go pump it pump it come on now yeah, come on now here I go the the f-f-f-f-fresh p-p-p-prince is who I am so tell my mother that I never wrote a whack jam but some times I get n-nervous and start to stutter and I f-fumble every word for word I utter so I just try to ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill but it gets worse-a but worse-a but-but-but worse still I need the c-c-c-crowd to k-k-k-kick it to me they help me calm down and I can get through it so higher higher get ya hands to the ceiling let it go y'all don't fight the feeling mic in a strangle hold sweat pourin' and like Jordan yo I'm scoring yeah that's right y'all and I am in the flow so pump up the volume along with the tempo many have died tryin' to stop my show I came here tonight to here the crowd go |
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from Will Smith - Born To Reign (2002)
I believe in God
I believe in destiny Not destiny in a since of all our actions being pre-determined But destiny in a since of our ability to choose Our ability to choose who we are and who we are supposed to be Yo yo yo yo I was born to reign Point blank my name To be etched and stoned My destiny pre-ordained Tryin' to live righteous Fightin' for life since my life And that's why I go light to my vices Tightening the vices of truth on the roofless Is rhymin' and crimin' as they mind is just useless The path of the poison The genesis of the genesi You and your boys tryin' to decide What to write but your pen is a sword And the blade has been forged Your mind is gettin' gorged States have been altered by liquor by weed And then hate gets exalted as art falls to greed Choices is made as voices is laid On the track Contract your soul is the way Soldier rage Did you see his new Benz? But your mic is a syringe Now you're proud of your vengeance Got alot of new friends Got alot of new ends Bought a house up in the hill front and shouts to the pen Giving false accounts of your accounts amounts Amounts to fans treason Stands to reason Since your inception laced with deception And bare false affection it must parish From a terrace I see the fire burn in the streets But I won't shield my eyes to the the heat Born to reign I was born to reign I was born to reign |
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from Will Smith - Willennium (1999)
Whoo!
What? What? Can you feel me baby? I can feel you No doubt, known to make it happen I see you wanna dance huh With your girls and your friends huh What about me and my menz huh Roll through in the Range and the Benz huh Wanna jam on the dance floor till it ends huh Tight buttocks get a lot of attention I see y'all looking like a Prada convention Can't stop staring, you're fine as hell Got my shades on though I ain't playin' myself Mad dudes with doughs, clock your flows No X and O's just sexy clothes Got your dudes with the Lex and the Roves Striking a pose But everybody knows you want me Come get me, here I be In the V-I, V-I waiting for the Yo something in your wait, go through it Pretend you got a swoosh in ya baby Just do it Can you feel me baby? (Hell yeah mama, hell yeah) Do you like it sugar? (No doubt, no doubt) Do you want me honey? (You Eve baby, yo Eve) Are you liking what you see? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh, come on So you wanna bill papa I don't buy it, say heart stopper Cause I move fast in the club Where you at huh? Big Willie Style when your dogs play the back I like the fact that you're so low-key But play it any lower and you won't know me Cause I'm out the door for sure approach me Wave your hand to come over trying to coach me (what?) Why you in the V-I, E-V-E too fly to drop by Get up off your clothes and cruise by Shades high, nothing while you're with bluffing your team Every time I'm with you blushing, your smile gleam You don't think I know you noticing me Come on get closer to be Be bold take a dose of the Eve If you're ready for your part Cause I'm 멳out to depart I'm your life for the rest of the night I'm breaking hearts [Will Smith] Yo get your hot self over here No, get your body up off your chair What? I ball too hard for that Hold up baby act like I ain't balling back Look I ain't trying to play no games Oh yeah well I ain't no regular dame Alright, look let's meet half way Well if you're getting up daddy make it all the way Alright Can you feel me baby? (Hell yeah mama, hell yeah) Do you like it sugar? (Come on playboy, come on) Do you want me honey? (No doubt baby, no doubt) Are you liking what you see? (Uh come on, come on, come on) My friend if you're feeling me Come get it There's no time to waste Come on stop playing games with me Playing me like I'm on E! or somethin' The big dawg like some flea or something What? Hard to get, don't get got Even when you're sizzling hot Yeah blonde bombshell got ya sweating huh? Stunting in the club got ya betting huh? Can ya get it or make it yours Guess you'll never know Ten seconds before I bounce baby Then I gotta go Yo get your hot self over here No, get your body up off your chair What? I ball too hard for that Hold up baby act like I ain't balling back Look I ain't trying to play no games Oh yeah well I ain't no regular dame Alright, look let's meet half way Well if you're getting up daddy make it all the way Can you feel me baby? (Hell yeah mama, hell yeah) Do you like it sugar? (Come on baby, come on) Do you want me honey? (No doubt baby, no doubt) Are you liking what you see? (Whoo!) Can you feel me baby? (Hell yeah mama, hell yeah) Do you like it sugar? (Come on daddy, come on) Do you want me honey? (No doubt baby, no doubt) Are you liking what you see? (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Can you feel me baby? Do you like it sugar? Do you want me honey? Are you liking what you see? |
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from Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince - Code Red (1993) | |||||
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from Will Smith - Big Willie Style (1997)
Excuse me Miss, can we chat for a second
I'd ask how you doin', but you fine I reckon Wait, do you have a man, cause I aint' into home-wreckin No?. .Aiight cool just checkin Look, from a hundred yards you caught my eye An all my boys said I didn't have the heart to say hi I'd like to have your number you don't have ta give it now But if you diss me while they lookin I'm a never live it down Y'know what I mean, Aww damn, my name's Will Maxine. Pleasure to meet you, look here's the deal Can I sit? Thanks, now I don't mean to objectify But this the metaphore that crossed my mind You sweet, good enough to eat Make a brother wanna TLC--Creep A brother can't sleep It's like a kid fallin for you So here's my own private nickname, I'm a call you *Candy (No Doubt, Do you wanna bounce?) It's the same feelin I always feel together but now Candy Let's get this started now Let's get this started now I ain't gonna lie to you, I remember layin eyes on you All I thought about was livin life beside you, Boo All I wanna do is be the perfect guy to you Tell you the truth, it's like (Candy) cause I'm feelin like its callin me You're tryin ta hold on, but fallin Seem quite far ta me I stay strong but it's hard to be Cause somethin bringin out the dog in me (It's like Candy) when I'm keepin my zone Chat on the phone, I lower my tone Steady plottin on takin ya home Gettin all inside of your dome, makin you moan You shoulda known (It's like Candy) As I'm seein you here, Mommy I know your peepin my stare And feelin my glare, brother thinkin bout unrollin the bear Strokin your hair, (Touchin me where?) Yeah there * Repeat I know the deal, I talked to Mary Jane and she said Your ex-boyfriends Mike and Ike are both Lemonheads I ain't tryin ta player hate girl I know That you go with Bazooka Joe Now you know he don't love you like that He tryin ta get a Reeses piece of the Kit-Kat Really hon, what he need is a jawbreaker Cause I'm the one that'll love you baby Now and Later Be my Peppermint Paddy with a Hundred wishes An I'll be your Hershey daddy with a hundred kisses Get the Twins M&M's, they booked all outta flights today Me an you can Starburst to the Milky Way I don't care what it cost, girl a Hundred Grand We could snicker all night at my Jolly Ranch Just me and you, I'll call your friends up too Cause I could get my friends Babe Ruth and Charlston Chew * Repeat(X5) |
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from Will Smith - Big Willie Style (1997)
Early mornin' wake up
Gently with the Caress on your hand And that Kimono that I bought you on my trip to Japan Sunshine peekin through the venitian blinds Four years, and like wine, you got finer with time I got a question, if the prodda dressin and the Gucci All got goes, and the freeze on the Lucci I mean real bad girl, I'm talking rougher than rough Do you think it'd be enough if we just had us? Don't answer quick, think about it cause I'm askin for real Golddiggers goin' to hear this song drivin and crash at the wheel Forever is a long time, so far we gettin along fine No car I ever drove, no ice I ever saw No music I ever made, ain't nothin I wanted more We could deal with whatever together Sunshine, all that other weather, when we chasin forever *I wanna stay with you forever I wanna spend all my life with only you I wanna stay, lets stay together Chasing forever, with only you Chasin forever, a buckwild, endeavorous scene Should we pursue with somethin real or just chasin a dream Or casin' the scene Fore I die I plan To see your soul and eternity in the palm of my hands Now as a man, there's certain things I'm lackin for sure But I'm committed to growin and coming at you mature In the future, I know it ain't gonna be all good But when we feelin the hurt, if we willin to work The eight ball will never turn to see us behind Though I ain't no knight, and my armor don't shine My mom said the lynch pin of love is trust An taught me monogomy is uh, monogamous Plus, for you dinner by candlelight Now don't commit before you sure you understand me right It's a race to a strange place, most see never It's a chase we gotta make together, forever * Repeat Now you would think after all my heartbreaks I'd be cruel Hiding behind my ego, evil but no Much the contrary, I'm very much certain You searchin for joy, it's on the other side of hurtin Finally found a person, worthy of all Instead of pushin me down, you wanna cushion my fall Your eyes could make the sun rise, all the birds sing Seal it with a kiss, bind it with a ring More carrats than even bugs could eat in a week An the ribbon in the sky, close your eyes don't peek I'll tell you what I see in the future A hacienda so cute with, five little kids callin you mom and callin me dad Havin more good times than JJ had Judging by the look in your eyes, you see it Let no man sever, welcome to forever * Repeat |
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from Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince - Code Red (1993) | |||||
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from Will Smith - Lost And Found (2005) | |||||
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from Will Smith - Lost And Found (2005) | |||||
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from Will Smith - Lost And Found (2005)
Yo, Big Will in the place to be, mic check...mic check..
Would you love me in the shack in a shanty town Would you love me if my pants was hand me downs, huh? Yo, yo, Often times I hear a phrase when I'm out & about 8 to 80, all walks of life be shouting it out Usually, when its time for a encore I hear it Or when I did something hot, evoking the spirit It's weird, its like a double edge sword when ya'll applaud It's kinda wild, a peace sign, a smile How do I respond to the phrase, "I love you Will!"? Kinda heavy when I hear it, I'd be like damn for real? In a way it makes me wanna stay strong and moral But history say I could be gone tomorrow & though my future looks floral I feel like I'm hoping for much pain When people stop shouting my name & doubting my game & liking others better than me Writing letters to him instead of to me A veteran 'B', I know the game, but do me this here, In your heart be clear before you bless my ear Come on.. Could you love me if I lived in a shanty town Could you love me if my pants was hanging down Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? Could you love me if wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? I pray before I sit with a pen & a pad A birth of a thought occurs & it calls me Dad To the universe an idea released from me Just a CD, nah man, a piece of me What you can't see is when you be dancing 'B' Is I asked you a question, that's how you answer me So when you don't dance, it be like I'm choking from cancer Like I wrote rancid rhymes, I can't survive Sure, I rationalize like, oh, I see.. But if you don't like my cut, its like you don't like me Some stuff works, some works not so well Its like you work so hard, still get hurt like hell Yo, it could tear you apart But don't let your wins go to your heard Your losses go to your heart & if we ever get the pleasure to meet Be clever with it, measure what you yell in the street Come on... Could you love me if I lived in a shanty town Could you love me if my pants was hanging down Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? Could you love me if wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? |
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from Will Smith - Willennium (1999)
Uh, uh, uh What?
Whoo! Ha-ha Yeah mic check Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic Alright now let's go yo *Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (Bringing it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth and hot) What? What? What? What? Here come the butter baby Bringing it smooth and hot Got the staff from K-B Singing this groove a lot So I got my spiral notebook Drink and pen And then abracadabra y'all, done it again Married but I flirt a little Siking the ladies In the videos I be bringing it like Mike in the 80s Level of success based on my level of risk You've been yelling for the lyricist Then reveling this Old school hip-hop a beat and a rhyme Some chapters and some verses, you seek and you find Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno Flame by hip-hop burns eternal All aboard on my train to fame Rappers hoping that it'd rain Trying to stop the game But rain can't stop me I got a coat in the crib Hey look y'all yellow bricks quit beefin' at the whiz, what? *Repeat (Lil' Kim y'all what?) [Lil' Kim] Lil' Kim, Big Will give a damn how y'all feel Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven mill If I wasn't on top I'd have a lot less ends I'd most likely have a lot less friends You know what I learned, let them keep talking Uh-huh, pull up in an Azure and watch them keep walking Kim haters be making me wanna flip and react No-no-no, chill Will and let me do that (alright) Huh, I gotta eat can't get with broke cats You know the queen like to be where the money at I'm the mother, y'all like adopted in this Call us Mr. and Mrs. Papadapolis When will y'all learn? Y'all just interns You gon' get what you earn, just wait your turn I rock telephones with the TV screens So I can have real phone sex Know what I mean? *Repeat It's the fun king, I've been doing one thing Running things for years, give me one swing And it's out of here, crack! Over the fence ladies and gents Keeping rappers impressed but depressed by my current events Yes Lord! Big Will swinging the best sword What'cha flexing for, don't be testing me boy Messing with me boy, you're stepping on the root of a daisy I have you're girl saying Will why you do that to my baby? Yo Will, what they looking stupid in the face for? What? I can't have rocks the size of a baseball Trust me when I cop I make sure mine cut glass Never spend my last, like a crack head for the blast Y'all can kiss my ass acting like you know me You ain't got a Rolley, take this one here you owe me All in together now, wrists looking better now Screw greyhound bound, I'm getting cheddar now Burrrr! When she step up in the scene! Who! Ice gleam, y'all scream, "Bow to the Queen!" Ring on her finger mad phat Leonardo DiCaprio saw it and caught a flashback All you rappers wanna snap, Jazzy Jeff got my back Lil' Kim bring it back, Lil' Kim press the rack Yeah I'm short and sexy, my love's divine My name is QB and I blow your mind with the When I step up, body lookin' hot All the music just stop |
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from Made In America (메이드 인 아메리카) by Mark Isham [ost] (1993) | |||||
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from Will Smith - Big Willie Style (1997)
Artist: Will Smith
Album: Big Willie Style Song: Don't Say Nothin' yo when I released my first single back in like '86 people was like oh you know that's popcorn and you know they weak you know then I mess around I go world trade on them bangin' out them multi-plastic still got negativity to bring my thing is you can't say nothing nice don't say nothing take your place allow me to flex a taste as my accomplishments bring up my comp like mase face me the star of stage and TV my face be seen in almost every country grammy winner soon to be oscar nominee who he that's dressed jiggy straight from west Philly thought I was whack 'cause I wanted to act now every brother and his mother that rap be trying to do that the ill kid hundred million dollar bill kid the one you love to chill with come on keep it real kid don't try to act like this summer at the greek you won't be bumpin' the big Willie in your jeep I know y'all still feel me really don't act silly thought I feel off just becuase I left Philly took a break from the rap thing went on hiatus I picked up the art of acting and multiplied papers I chilled on silk sofas chatting with Operah she asked me if it's true that me and Jeff broke up while y'all kids busy playing drug pimp and playa I was at my crib in Barbados chillin' with Jada vertex is me the magnanamous god you sayin' damn I've always been a fan of his y'all know how it is oh wait hold up y'all don't look here y'all don't say nothing than I won't just don't say nothing man I love being me ready to rock the block with some more hot top notch ---- for you to cop no more mr. nice guy my whole life I've been smiling when I felt like whiling jealousy swinging on me made his attack (he soft he whack man that ain't real rap) you beleive that it hurt me at first but it's cool took the insults feed it to my ego for fuel now everywhere I turn a dead end hundred women coming at me waving pads and pens and they be screaming out (oh my lord) did you see it's that brother from (ID4) now can I please get (a picture and your signature) sure you can miss (oh my god my girlfriends they ain't gonna beleive this) worldwide wait nah hold up galactic hear my name don't nothing change but the accent Bangok to Madagascar they wanna see me prince epe in Spain Japan I'm cota eshe I like my steaks thick and my jets private and my son to ride in the cockpit I know he's only four taking lessons from the pilot while I'm on my cell with my broker getting stock tips find a magazine and I read the hottest gossip man who'd a thought my life would be such an interesting topic well y'all know how it is wait hold up y'all don't well look here y'all don't say nothing than I won't just don't say nothing just don't say nothing just don't say nothing just don't say nothing go ahead adjust the balance and the bass in your speakers make sure my voice sounding crisp in your tweeters I'm about to show you how a man like me works shorty get ice five carrots and nothing cheaper four five chromed out former two seater fifty inch sony to watch Siskel and Ebert cause I'm about to get two thumbs ten toes one knee and probobly a couple of elbows cause yo I'm the man and the whole world knows rock film fests to vos and rap shows all the critics jealous people and back-stabbers my so-called friends who been nothing but actors you're way of carachter but now who's the bomb it's Will from west Phil just slightly transformed y'all know what it is ah damn that's right y'all don't but look here y'all don't say nothing then trust me I won't just don't say nothing just don't say nothing just don't say nothing just don't say nothing |
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from Will Smith - Willennium (1999)
Uh, uh I'm bout to freak this
Ha, ha, ha, ha What? What? What? What? Uh, Big Will, uh I'm bout to freak this What you want me to freak this Just peep it while I freak this, Aight, aight I'm bout to freak this full out the king of the hill Big Will keepin' it real knees in da grill The whole set all locked down, making you flock down, Where I'm at they here my rap, I be that cat to set trends Where y'all at On the corner with your friends Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid Yo my last check for Wild Wild West came on a flat bed Once and for all lets get this straight How you measure a rapper what make an MC great Is it the sales? 20 mill, Is it the cars? Bentley's Is it the women? Jada, Is it the money? Please Mr. Clean yet the fact remain Got girls that don't speak English screamin' my name All you rappers yellin' bout who you put in a hearse Do me a favor write one verse without a curse *I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah) Don't sleep I'mma freak this (yeah, yeah) Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah) Lay back I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah) Peep this while I freak this (yeah, yeah) Lay on back I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah) I don't wanna see y'all sittin around Don't wanna see y'all sittin around x2 Aight one more again deja vu Up the chart yo y'all see the way I flew Can't nobody do this the way I do You like how I freaky freak this say I do (I do) Haters sick of the hits like the witch of the west nobody wicked as this I read in Rap Pages they refer to me as soft Yeah, more like Microsoft, Will Gates of the rap game Quintessential mega maniac what's my rap name Big Will I'm the man Not conceded I'm as good as I say I am Dang, diggy, dang, da-dang, da-dang, diggy, diggy Back with the Trackmasters The bang, jiggy, jiggy Yo, every time I shoot I score So many awards I can start Grammy chess board *Repeat You know you like this when I freak this (yeah, yeah) Watch me I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah) Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah) Uh I'm bout to freak this I'm bout to freak this I'm bout to freak this Tone and Poke lace tha track I lace the rap, Jeff do the cut Yeah what, Rob do the mix, tape to JL Then Tommy Mattola put it on sell Then come da moment of truth Hot off the press to the DJ booth (Ay yo here it comes y'all that brand new Will Smith cut) As soon as it drop watch the phones blow up! BOOM then ship a mill Quick to the store What sold out? When y'all gettin more Finally get it, bump the track Then come the multi-platinum plaque Now I'm gonna leave it up to you I bang the hits out just for you And then my dream come true (This year's American Music Award goes to) Huh, thank you I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah) Yo you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah) Oh you like when I freak this (yeah, yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah) Girl you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah) Yo peep it while I freak this (yeah, yeah) Ain't no way I gotta freak this (yeah, yeah) Yo you like how I freak this (yeah, yeah) Yo check this style when I freak this (yeah, yeah) Look at when I freak this (yeah, yeah) Yo you know I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah) What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah) Big Will just freak this (yeah, yeah) Ha, ha |
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from Will Smith - Freakin It [single] (2000)
I'm bout to freak this Ha ha ha ha, What what what what
Uh , Big Will, uh I'm bout to freak this What you want me to freak this Just peep it while I freak this , Aiight aiight I'm bout to freak this full out the king of the hill Big Will keepin it real knees to the grill The whole set on lock down, making you flock down, To where I'm at to hear my rap, I be that cat that set trends Where y'all at? On the corner with your freinds Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid Yo my last check for wild wild west came on a flat bed Once and for all lets get this straight How you measure a rapper what make an MC great Is it the sales? - 20mill Is it the cars? - bently's Is it the women? - jada Is it the money? - please Mr. Clean yet the fact remain Got girls that dont speak english screamin' my name All you rappers yellin bout who you put in a hearse Do me a favour write one verse without a curse I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) Yo It's smooth when I freak this (yeah yeah) Lay back I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) Peep this when I freak this (yeah yeah) Lay on back I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) I don't wanna see ya'll sittin around don't wanna see ya'll sittin around I don't wanna see ya'll sittin around don't wanna see ya'll sittin around Aiight one more Give deja'vu Up the chart Yo y'all see the way I flew Can't nobody do this the way I do You like how I freaky freak this say I do (I do) Haters sick of the hits like the witch of the west no body wicked as this I read in rap pages they refer to me as soft Yeah, more like microsoft Will Gates of the rap game Quintessential Megalomaniac What's my rap name? (Big Will) I'm the man Not conceited I'm as good as I say I am Dang diggy dang da dang da dang diggy diggy Back withe the track masters to bang jiggy jiggy Yo, every time time I shoot I score So many awards I can start a Grammy chess board I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah)What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) You know you like this when I freak this (yeah yeah) Watch me I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah yeah) I'm bout to freak this I'm bout to freak this I'm bout to freak this Tone and Poke lace the track I lace the rap Jeff do the cut Yeah what, Rob do the mix, tape to JL Then Tommy Mattola put it on sale Then come da moment of truth Hot off the press to the DJ booth (Hey yo here it comes y'all that brand new Will Smith cut) Soon as it drop watch the phones blow up (Boom) Then ship a mill Quick to the store What sold out? When y'all gettin more Finally get it Bump the track Then come the multi platinum plaque Now I'm gonna leave it up to you I bank the hit sound just for you And then my dream come true (This years american music award goes to) huh thankyou I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) Yo you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) Oh you like when I freak this (yeah yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) Girl you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) Yo peep it while i freak this (yeah yeah) Ain't no way i gotta frea this (yeah yeah) Yo you like how i freak this (yeah yeah) Yo check this when i freak this (yeah yeah) Look at when I freak this (yeah yeah) Yo you know I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah)Big will just freak this (yeah yeah) |
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from Will Smith - Freakin It [single] (2000) | |||||
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from Will Smith - Freakin It [single] (2000)
I'm bout to freak this Ha ha ha ha, What what what what
Uh , Big Will, uh I'm bout to freak this What you want me to freak this Just peep it while I freak this , Aiight aiight I'm bout to freak this full out the king of the hill Big Will keepin it real knees to the grill The whole set on lock down, making you flock down, To where I'm at to hear my rap, I be that cat that set trends Where y'all at? On the corner with your freinds Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid Yo my last check for wild wild west came on a flat bed Once and for all lets get this straight How you measure a rapper what make an MC great Is it the sales? - 20mill Is it the cars? - bently's Is it the women? - jada Is it the money? - please Mr. Clean yet the fact remain Got girls that dont speak english screamin' my name All you rappers yellin bout who you put in a hearse Do me a favour write one verse without a curse I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) Yo It's smooth when I freak this (yeah yeah) Lay back I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) Peep this when I freak this (yeah yeah) Lay on back I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) I don't wanna see ya'll sittin around don't wanna see ya'll sittin around I don't wanna see ya'll sittin around don't wanna see ya'll sittin around Aiight one more Give deja'vu Up the chart Yo y'all see the way I flew Can't nobody do this the way I do You like how I freaky freak this say I do (I do) Haters sick of the hits like the witch of the west no body wicked as this I read in rap pages they refer to me as soft Yeah, more like microsoft Will Gates of the rap game Quintessential Megalomaniac What's my rap name? (Big Will) I'm the man Not conceited I'm as good as I say I am Dang diggy dang da dang da dang diggy diggy Back withe the track masters to bang jiggy jiggy Yo, every time time I shoot I score So many awards I can start a Grammy chess board I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah)What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) You know you like this when I freak this (yeah yeah) Watch me I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah yeah) I'm bout to freak this I'm bout to freak this I'm bout to freak this Tone and Poke lace the track I lace the rap Jeff do the cut Yeah what, Rob do the mix, tape to JL Then Tommy Mattola put it on sale Then come da moment of truth Hot off the press to the DJ booth (Hey yo here it comes y'all that brand new Will Smith cut) Soon as it drop watch the phones blow up (Boom) Then ship a mill Quick to the store What sold out? When y'all gettin more Finally get it Bump the track Then come the multi platinum plaque Now I'm gonna leave it up to you I bank the hit sound just for you And then my dream come true (This years american music award goes to) huh thankyou I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) Yo you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) Oh you like when I freak this (yeah yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah) Girl you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah) Yo peep it while i freak this (yeah yeah) Ain't no way i gotta frea this (yeah yeah) Yo you like how i freak this (yeah yeah) Yo check this when i freak this (yeah yeah) Look at when I freak this (yeah yeah) Yo you know I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah) What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah)Big will just freak this (yeah yeah) |
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from Will Smith - Big Willie Style (1997)
On your mark ready set let's go
dance floor pro I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit just can't sit gotta get jiggy wit it ohh that's it now honey honey come ride DKNY all up in my eye you got a Prada bag with alot a stuff in it give it to your friend let's spin everybody lookin' at me glancin' the kid wish you nig was dancin' the jig here with this handsome kid ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba I just bite it it's for the look I don't light it illway to amay on the ance-day oor-flay give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay yo my cardio is infinite ha ha big willie style's all in it Chorus: na na na na na na na nana na na na na nana gettin jiggy wit it repeat 3x what you wanna ball with the kid watch your step you might fall trying to do what I did mama-unh mama-unh mama cusa in the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub no love for the haters mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers see me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders met Ali he told me I'm the greatest I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser DJ play another from the prince of this your highness only bad chicks ride in my whips south to the west to the east to the north bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off ah yes yes yall ya don't stop in the winter or the (summertime) I makes it hot gettin jiggy wit 'em Chorus eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift who's the kid in the drop who else Will Smith livin' that life some consider a myth rock from south street to one two fifth women used to tease me give it to me now nice and easy since I moved up like George and Wheezey cream to the maximum I be askin' 'em would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum never see Will attackin' 'em I rather play ball with Shaq and 'em flatten 'em psyche hittin' you thought I took a spill but I didn't trust the lady of my life she hittin' hit her with a drop top with the ribbon crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly you trying to flex on me don't be silly getting juggy wit it |
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from Will Smith - Gettin' Jiggy Wit It (1997)
On your mark ready set let's go
dance floor pro I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit just can't sit gotta get jiggy wit it ohh that's it now honey honey come ride DKNY all up in my eye you got a Prada bag with alot a stuff in it give it to your friend let's spin everybody lookin' at me glancin' the kid wish you nig was dancin' the jig here with this handsome kid ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba I just bite it it's for the look I don't light it illway to amay on the ance-day oor-flay give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay yo my cardio is infinite ha ha big willie style's all in it Chorus: na na na na na na na nana na na na na nana gettin jiggy wit it repeat 3x what you wanna ball with the kid watch your step you might fall trying to do what I did mama-unh mama-unh mama cusa in the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub no love for the haters mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers see me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders met Ali he told me I'm the greatest I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser DJ play another from the prince of this your highness only bad chicks ride in my whips south to the west to the east to the north bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off ah yes yes yall ya don't stop in the winter or the (summertime) I makes it hot gettin jiggy wit 'em Chorus eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift who's the kid in the drop who else Will Smith livin' that life some consider a myth rock from south street to one two fifth women used to tease me give it to me now nice and easy since I moved up like George and Wheezey cream to the maximum I be askin' 'em would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum never see Will attackin' 'em I rather play ball with Shaq and 'em flatten 'em psyche hittin' you thought I took a spill but I didn't trust the lady of my life she hittin' hit her with a drop top with the ribbon crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly you trying to flex on me don't be silly getting juggy wit it |
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from Will Smith - Gettin' Jiggy Wit It (1997)
On your mark ready set let's go
dance floor pro I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit just can't sit gotta get jiggy wit it ohh that's it now honey honey come ride DKNY all up in my eye you got a Prada bag with alot a stuff in it give it to your friend let's spin everybody lookin' at me glancin' the kid wish you nig was dancin' the jig here with this handsome kid ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba I just bite it it's for the look I don't light it illway to amay on the ance-day oor-flay give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay yo my cardio is infinite ha ha big willie style's all in it Chorus: na na na na na na na nana na na na na nana gettin jiggy wit it repeat 3x what you wanna ball with the kid watch your step you might fall trying to do what I did mama-unh mama-unh mama cusa in the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub no love for the haters mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers see me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders met Ali he told me I'm the greatest I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser DJ play another from the prince of this your highness only bad chicks ride in my whips south to the west to the east to the north bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off ah yes yes yall ya don't stop in the winter or the (summertime) I makes it hot gettin jiggy wit 'em Chorus eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift who's the kid in the drop who else Will Smith livin' that life some consider a myth rock from south street to one two fifth women used to tease me give it to me now nice and easy since I moved up like George and Wheezey cream to the maximum I be askin' 'em would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum never see Will attackin' 'em I rather play ball with Shaq and 'em flatten 'em psyche hittin' you thought I took a spill but I didn't trust the lady of my life she hittin' hit her with a drop top with the ribbon crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly you trying to flex on me don't be silly getting juggy wit it |
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from Will Smith - Gettin' Jiggy Wit It (1997)
On your mark ready set let's go
dance floor pro I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit just can't sit gotta get jiggy wit it ohh that's it now honey honey come ride DKNY all up in my eye you got a Prada bag with alot a stuff in it give it to your friend let's spin everybody lookin' at me glancin' the kid wish you nig was dancin' the jig here with this handsome kid ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba I just bite it it's for the look I don't light it illway to amay on the ance-day oor-flay give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay yo my cardio is infinite ha ha big willie style's all in it Chorus: na na na na na na na nana na na na na nana gettin jiggy wit it repeat 3x what you wanna ball with the kid watch your step you might fall trying to do what I did mama-unh mama-unh mama cusa in the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub no love for the haters mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers see me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders met Ali he told me I'm the greatest I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser DJ play another from the prince of this your highness only bad chicks ride in my whips south to the west to the east to the north bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off ah yes yes yall ya don't stop in the winter or the (summertime) I makes it hot gettin jiggy wit 'em Chorus eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift who's the kid in the drop who else Will Smith livin' that life some consider a myth rock from south street to one two fifth women used to tease me give it to me now nice and easy since I moved up like George and Wheezey cream to the maximum I be askin' 'em would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum never see Will attackin' 'em I rather play ball with Shaq and 'em flatten 'em psyche hittin' you thought I took a spill but I didn't trust the lady of my life she hittin' hit her with a drop top with the ribbon crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly you trying to flex on me don't be silly getting juggy wit it |
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from Will Smith - Gettin' Jiggy Wit It (1997)
On your mark ready set let's go dance floor pro I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit just can't sit gotta get jiggy wit it ohh that's it now honey honey come ride DKNY all up in my eye you got a Prada bag with alot a stuff in it give it to your friend let's spin everybody lookin' at me glancin' the kid wish you nig was dancin' the jig here with this handsome kid ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba I just bite it it's for the look I don't light it illway to amay on the ance-day oor-flay give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay yo my cardio is infinite ha ha big willie style's all in it Chorus: na na na na na na na nana na na na na nana gettin jiggy wit it repeat 3x what you wanna ball with the kid watch your step you might fall trying to do what I did mama-unh mama-unh mama cusa in the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub no love for the haters mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers see me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders met Ali he told me I'm the greatest I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser DJ play another from the prince of this your highness only bad chicks ride in my whips south to the west to the east to the north bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off ah yes yes yall ya don't stop in the winter or the (summertime) I makes it hot gettin jiggy wit 'em Chorus eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift who's the kid in the drop who else Will Smith livin' that life some consider a myth rock from south street to one two fifth women used to tease me give it to me now nice and easy since I moved up like George and Wheezey cream to the maximum I be askin' 'em would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum never see Will attackin' 'em I rather play ball with Shaq and 'em flatten 'em psyche hittin' you thought I took a spill but I didn't trust the lady of my life she hittin' hit her with a drop top with the ribbon crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly you trying to flex on me don't be silly getting juggy wit it |
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from Will Smith - Gettin' Jiggy Wit It (2002)
On your mark ready set let's go
dance floor pro I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit just can't sit gotta get jiggy wit it ohh that's it now honey honey come ride DKNY all up in my eye you got a Prada bag with alot a stuff in it give it to your friend let's spin everybody lookin' at me glancin' the kid wish you nig was dancin' the jig here with this handsome kid ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba I just bite it it's for the look I don't light it illway to amay on the ance-day oor-flay give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay yo my cardio is infinite ha ha big willie style's all in it Chorus: na na na na na na na nana na na na na nana gettin jiggy wit it repeat 3x what you wanna ball with the kid watch your step you might fall trying to do what I did mama-unh mama-unh mama cusa in the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub no love for the haters mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers see me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders met Ali he told me I'm the greatest I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser DJ play another from the prince of this your highness only bad chicks ride in my whips south to the west to the east to the north bought my hits and watch 'em go off a go off ah yes yes yall ya don't stop in the winter or the (summertime) I makes it hot gettin jiggy wit 'em Chorus eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift who's the kid in the drop who else Will Smith livin' that life some consider a myth rock from south street to one two fifth women used to tease me give it to me now nice and easy since I moved up like George and Wheezey cream to the maximum I be askin' 'em would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum never see Will attackin' 'em I rather play ball with Shaq and 'em flatten 'em psyche hittin' you thought I took a spill but I didn't trust the lady of my life she hittin' hit her with a drop top with the ribbon crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly you trying to flex on me don't be silly getting juggy wit it |
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from Will Smith - Born To Reign (2002)
[Will]
Uh Check check Yo yo yo Across the room Share a little daze with me Crazy momma how your sent play with me Eyes covered hide in your heart angelic lookin' Thinkin' misinterest but I can tell you're lookin' Face-to-face and eye-to-eye stance with me I didn't even say nothin' I felt you wanna dance with me You pushed me back a little when I kissed your hand Said you was attracted to me truly but you had a man I put my finger up Shhhh Don't say nothin' He ain't here is he? We could play or somethin' He at the crib? Oh I see you live with him What you gonna do get married and have some kids with him? Us could be just a weekend thing Just a weekday thing Just a thing ma Look we could have everything else Before the night let me have you to myself girl holla at me You can have the rest of your life baby Give me tonight You can have the rest of your life sugar Give me tonight You can have the rest of your life baby Just give me tonight You can have the rest of your life sugar Just give me tonight Give me tonight Big Will comin' through like (whoo whoo) Tra-Knox comin' through with (whoo whoo) These girls off the hook ain't they? (right, right) [Tra-Knox] Baby girl you know exactly what I want No I'm not tryin' to replace your man I just don't like to touch you all over Baby girl you talk secret rendevous Look at my eyes I'm down with you All I'm tryin' to do is change the view for a moment or two Baby girl I don't wanna think if you had to have Baby I don't wanna be alone You got me all in the zone You could feel my joints baby You can have the rest of your life baby Give me tonight You can have the rest of your life sugar Give me tonight You can have the rest of your life baby Just give me tonight You can have the rest of your life sugar Just give me tonight Give me tonight [Will] Think of the length of your life as 100 yards long Give me a quarter inch that's all I'm asking Do the math I'm the sun you the earth It's u-n-i-verse And it's the worst since I thirst to taste your nectar I know you got a life momma Trust me I don't wanna bring you life drama I can barely hear myslef think slide with me Dip out the side door take a ride with me Let me hear about (uhhhh) What you think about (uhhhh) What you need to do (uhhhh) The things you dream about (whoo) Your body with but I know where your heart is at *phone rings 2x* Let it ring ma call him back Wishin' I could stop the clock to make it last with ya Am I goin' to be home alone with a glass slipper? Is it asinine to pretend with another fella? Midnight the story ends like Cinderella You can have the rest of your life baby Give me tonight You can have the rest of your life baby yeah Give me tonight You can have the rest of your life baby Just give me tonight You can have the rest of your life sugar Just give me tonight Give me tonight You can have the rest of your life baby Give me tonight You can have the rest of your life sugar Give me tonight You can have the rest of your life baby Just give me tonight You can have the rest of your life sugar Just give me tonight Give me tonight |
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from Will Smith - Lost And Found (2005)
Here he comes, he can rock
He can break dance and he can pop He can rap, he can act & if it comes down to it, he can scrap Hey there... here comes Big Will again Here I come ya'll, here I come ya'll Watch yo' back ya'll, here I come ya'll For years I been tryin to rip rhymes & get mine Spit lines, hot like lava this time I don't got a sitcom to bother with Or a time conflict with my sci-fi hits I'm contemplating each statement's wit & I'm concentrating on making hits & I'm fittin' em line by line Teeth I grit & I'm tryin to find the perfect rhyme scheme I'm dreamin' about ya'll gleamin, doubt "He's back from actin, he's screaming out how he practiced rap & now he's devout every album track packs what he's about In the past he passed with passion, old fashioned" Boldly mashing, totally crashing Words up in a disorderly fashion But back to the lab & guess what happened, KABOOM! (ooh wee!) "Dude's resilient!" Fresh Prince was hot, the movies killed him, wait, hold up, stop! You can rebuild him lock him back in hip hop while Dude's not filming shock by the film & the TV money, went from scenes with Uncle Phil to scenes with Sonny so hard to break free from a guaranteed 20 but its done, so come see the MC, honey! Here he comes, he can rock He can break dance and he can pop He can rap, he can act & if it comes down to it, he can scrap Hey there... here comes Big Will again Everytime he touch the mic, he closes his eyes and he hope to shine Then like a streak of light, they'd show his name, they'd be like, Aaahhh! Here he comes, he can rock He can break dance and he can pop He can rap, he can act & if it comes down to it, he can scrap ... hey there, here comes Big Will again .....here comes Big Will again .....here comes Big Will again!!! |
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from Will Smith - Born To Reign (2002)
*If it's all night,then it's all right,no sunlight
This is how the beat goes on Big Will,Tra-Knox,so high This is how the beat goes on hopin,rockin,not stopin This is how the beat goes on Big Will,Tra-Knox,so high This is how the beat goes on Verse 1-Will Smith: It's the busy,bisi,dizzy,wizzle,bis-on,wiza's,fisas,philzles Back in Philly with a couple of friends,thought my reign went in,while im rubbin it in,i'm back yes yes yallin back again ballin,out for a couple of years thought i had fallin you seen me with Denzel and Russ Crowe,but yo the movies is just a chick on the side, im in love with the flow time off to be an oscar nominee now,back to the M.I.C. the M.C. now rockin the old heads,blasin the youth,only rappa had the President rasin the roof,check the tape,checkmate it's one mission,make your move don't fight submission to dawn from dust we on and trust,just don't miss the bus to jam on wit us come on *Repeat Verse 2-Will Smith:This is how the beat goes on and on and on and me and tra-knox keep keep it on and jokers aint stopin til the mornin,so Tra-Knox-Every everybody come fill this this union this spirit created from the soul, aw yeah,it's Big Will(big will-and who else) and Tra-Knox keepin it real, taren up your gloves,we got what ya want, so you can't out front everybody get on the floor Big Will- yo we aint stopin til the mornin, me and tra-knox keep keepin it on and *Repeat verse 3- Will Smith: A hip-hop superhero a winno taper a suit hit the studio every year or so and escape wit the loot and on my down time straight to the links i can pack a dance floor or movie theater,a truck from brinks, on christmas, mom and wife doucin wit ice hey yo AOL search will smith thousands of sights, then at the club hands clappin, toes tappin, 'sucka im the greatest thing that ever happened to rappin', best shape of my life, destined to show ya, no scraps or fenda-benda's,leave the game total,free dont move hip-hop moble, philly aint have A.I., I be the guy to go to, the guy to go to,you know the go to guy that take um a minute to make the whole crew live,damn,will done did it again, he done stepped up to the plate and he done hit it again yo get them hands up Bridge-Tra-Knox:Throw your hands up,wave them like you don't care, if you like the sound then let me hear you say *Repeat |
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from Will Smith - Born To Reign (2002)
Yo get off me
Get off me Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh I can't stop Da da da da da da da I can't stop Da da da da da da da I can't stop Da da da da da da da Yo get your hands off me Stop tryin' to hold me down Let me just move around Girl somethin' done happened to me Swear to God somethin' done snapped in me I need the whole floor for us I'm about to bust mommy and it's glorious I can't seem to stop my feet You hear my heart beat Digga digga digga digga digga digga digga Oh lord I'm about to pass out But when the night is over I'm a be the last out Sweat pourin' in my eyes vision blurry Even though my eyes is closed a see visions of her Un besito mama en mi boca Estoy bien livin' la vida loca Heart jumpin' and pumpin' it's about to pop But don't tell me nothin' back up I can't stop Da da da da da da da I can't stop Da da da da da da da I can't stop Da da da da da da da The way you press against me You messin' with me The way that dress is fittin' has got to be forbidden No reason for sercurity I'm feeling secure You guardin' my body baby come on and give me some more If all these people wasn't in here flocking around I'd have you in the middle of the floor baby knockin' you down They'd be talkin' about me when they walk in the house like hammers click click click gizza gizza gizza A damn shame how you do the damn thing Girl you off the damn chain But you're about to be tamed Look at ya Laughin' and grinnin' and dancin' and spinnin' It wasn't my intention but you got be bridging my linen come on Call the doctor get me a respirator Look into my eyes mom the pressure is rapidly rising Arm around my neck and leg all around my theigh I feel like X you be gettin' me next and you be gettin' me high Dancin' honey that's how I like to play I'll be Patrick Swayze you be Jennifer Grey High heel stelleto sexy straight out the ghetto She fire It's like I'm dancin' with the devil's tail Un besito mama en mi boca Estoy bien livin' la vida loca Heart jumpin' and pumpin' it's about to pop But don't tell me nothin' back up I can't stop (baby don't hold me back) (don't stop don't stop) Da da da da da da da I can't stop (baby don't hold me back) (don't stop don't stop) Da da da da da da da I can't stop (baby don't hold me back) (don't stop don't stop) Da da da da da da da I can't stop Uh uh make it hot momma Yeah yeah it's like that Let me see you work Uh uh yeah yeah it's like that baby Yo yo let me see you work let me see you work Yo it's like a dream or a TV show a cinema scene Brotha only dancin' lombada people treatin' me mean Why they be flippin' and trippin' and chasin' me down? Rippin' on me racin' around disgracin' the sound Got me on the run Runnin' for havin' fun The way they come and attackin' they act like I had a gun Cops give me room Stop tryin' to give me doom They got me like mararararararara mmmmmrrrrrrrmmmmmmmm I don't care who it is I ain't stoppin' for helecopters I ain't no fugitive Bonny and Clide alive it's me and my shorty Get in front of me I don't wanna hurt nobody Un besito mama en mi boca Estoy bien livin' la vida loca Heart pumpin' and jumpin' it's about to pop Suckers don't you come no closer back up I can't stop (baby don't hold me back) (don't stop don't stop) Da da da da da da da I can't stop (baby don't hold me back) (don't stop don't stop) Da da da da da da da I can't stop (baby don't hold me back) (don't stop don't stop) Da da da da da da da I can't stop (baby don't hold me back) (don't stop don't stop) Da da da da da da da I can't stop (baby don't hold me back) (don't stop don't stop) Da da da da da da da I can't stop (baby don't hold me back) (don't stop don't stop) Da da da da da da da I can't stop |
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from Will Smith - Born To Reign (2002)
Oh yeah oh yeah yeah
I don't want nothin baby Makin me weak Makin me weak Girl stop shakin you got my will breakin Love in jamaica but I gotta go home (gotta go home) I got my girl waitin I'm supposed to land at eight and If I'm not their then I can't go home (cant go home) Ma you got me bakin I'm about to make a mistake and I'm about to ask you to take me home (take me home) Please stop shakin I got my will breakin Love in jamaica but I gotta go home Ten days I'm in Jamaica workin Aint had a chance to get out and do too much a nuthin else but a workin It's killin me Ain't had a chance to get that chicken jerkin Responsibility tasting victory but desire lurkin He callin me I been recordin writing vibin and rhymin Nothin but heat havent even had a chance to see the island I need that Me and the team we got a dreamer comin The hot we heard about through word of mouth is club asylum Lets finish up And like the breeze of the seas We arrive at the party Hostess she desiree flirtin heavily with me Got me thinkin things I really probably shouldn't be Everytime she move she look at me Girl stop shakin you got my will breakin Love in jamaica but I gotta go home (gotta go home) I got my girl waitin I'm supposed to land at eight and If I'm not their then I can't go home (cant go home) Ma you got me bakin I'm about to make a mistake and I'm about to ask you to take me home (take me home) Please stop shakin I got my will breakin Love in jamaica but I gotta go home (Every time she moves) I don't know how to act Came to get my groove on not to get my groove back Her eyes deep enough to swim in She grinnin Her innocence inspire thoughts of sin an Crazy right She got a flower so long and smilin Her shakin makin jamaica seem like temptaion island Im wilin Cause man she hot (what im a do) Feeling like (the moment of truth) Making my conscious ( loving and move) What's a brother to do Makin me feen Desiree the jamaican queen Making me hatin to leave Cause the shakin is mean Wind ya hips Got me going fine to this island miss But I'm monogomous So far y'all Girl stop shakin you got my will breakin Love in jamaica but I gotta go home I got my girl waitin I'm supposed to land at eight and If I'm not their then I can't go home (take me home) Ma you got me bakin I'm about to make a mistake and I'm about to ask you to take me home (take me home) Please stop shakin you got my will breakin Love in jamaica but I gotta go home Could it be deseree looking at me Sending messages sweet as free Trying to get away but she wont let me Oh no trying to get home What else is a man to do Temptation is coming at you I told my girl I've seen something new Oh no gotta get home me wan she so She wants you so I me na won go She wan you sooo She wan you so I me na wan go me wa she so She wan she so I me na wan go Girl stop shakin you got my will breakin Love in jamaica but I gotta go home (gotta go home) I got my girl waitin I'm supposed to land at eight and If I'm not their then I can't go home (cant go home) Ma you got me bakin I'm about to make a mistake and I'm about to ask you to take me home (take me home) Please stop shakin you got my will breakin Love in jamaica but I gotta go home I me wan she so She wants you so I me neva won go She wan you sooo She wan you so I me na wan go He wa she so She wan she so I me na wan go I me nevva wan go |
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from Will Smith - Big Willie Style (1997)
I thought you was the one hon yeah
when I met you at the freaknin' whoever thought you'd be the type to greet and keep secrets my friends said don't sleep but I did so now I'm reapin' desease that I sold I can't beleive you so deceivin' sneakin' out on the weekends with Michelle one of your freak friends from the east end she bad as hell half black and Indonesian the one that tought you treason cupid shoot me on my heart but damn why'd you leave it bleedin' I gave you no reason to lie but you choose to live untrue knowing how I feel inside there's no telling what I might do cause I gave you *all my mind all my soul from the very start I gave you full control and you broke my heart I tried to show you a better way of life but I see that must be what you like I loved you more than anything I tried to build the future turn a house into a home I wanted us to be one flesh and one bone it's so hard to keep my sanity now I can do is sit back and reminisce look at the pictures in the frames yo why you playin' games yo as I think back to the begining we was together we both loved sports long walks and autumn weather both wanted kids and a family a strong personality I liked the way you handled me candles be lit mood set food set you ready yet that's what you said while you was massagin' my ?? now look here I could never leave you lonely cause the love you showed me had me feeling like you already had known me 'member when you used to blindfold me till I don't see use your mind that's what you told me kissin' me slowly never was the loud type always on the low key pretty style but rugged damn I brother I loved the the birds of a feather 'sposed to fly together guess that don't apply to birds of your kind cuase you only wanted what you wanted like a poacher came to steal my heart and leave me to die (I ain't going out like that though) *Repeat |
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from Will Smith - Lost And Found (2005)
Yo ain't no better man
for this hype track Just the veteran taking the mic back David Letterman even said he like that track man Even though he ain't a rap fan Black radio they won't play though Ever since 'Summertime' they ain't liked none of mine Even though the fans went out & bought enough I guess they think Will ain't hard enough Maybe I should just have a shoot out Run up in the bank bustin' grabbin' all the loot out Whoop somebody ass taking my boot out Right on TV so ya'll can see me Just ignorant attacking actin' rough I mean then will I be black enough Oh wait maybe I'll jack a truck Full of cigarettes guns & drugs & stuff Get that I wish I would of made that Lean back I wish I would of made that I wish I woulda told the girls to 'drop it like it hot' Summer Summertime Seem like all I got Get that I wish I would of made that Lean back I wish I would of made that I wish I woulda told the girls to 'drop it like it hot' Summer Summertime Seem like all I got I always envied how ya'll rock wit Dre & the Chronic The way that Tupac Biggie 50 and Jigga got it A lot like L L Chuck D Slick & Dougie I think ya'll love me but ya'll place other rappers above me & I don't know if you feel my flow & be at my show & you'll see where I should go On the charts of rhyme arts & thoughts in rap form Damnit I expanded the platform Damnit this Cat's on a rap song Yeah it ain't no braids or plats on Ain't on stage wit no gats on You know I'm afraid getting' my act on It might have stunted my growth But I wanted them both & I hope that it would be less tougher You do two things & then they both gonna suffer I chose to act & it broke my heart not to rap Prodigal son clever better than ever back Get that I wish I would of made that Lean back I wish I would of made that I wish I woulda told the girls to 'drop it like it hot' Summer Summertime Seem like all I got Get that I wish I would of made that Lean back I wish I would of made that I wish I woulda told the girls to 'drop it like it hot' Summer Summertime Seem like all I got I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back Yo do you see that lil' bop in my step Do you see the little drop to the left huh yo Baseball cap Timbs when I walk Do you see that lil' grin when I talk huh yo Do you see me sorta glide when I slide See lean to the side in my ride huh yo Do you see it's no ice on my wrist Fish still bite just like this right right Do you know what it mean when you see a dude's chick on TV gleamin' huh Know what it mean to be on the scene & in the audience 'Ali' beamin' yo I must have a 'S' on my chest I recovered from the Wild Wild West yes Yo I been up the creek without a paddle Now I'm back on the saddle I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got my swagga back All you see that you see when you seeing me you ain't seeing all to be seen Cause there's more for you to see than when you see me on the scene in my media machine I mean madness sickness sadness swaggerless back in the day Fat ugly chicks in New York on the radio saying I'm gay I had a bonafide downside frow with the swagga not around in my life Bank account found minimal amounts when countin' cause of my now ex wife I had the boar thick wall & all that endure pitfalls & all that fallin' callin' for help With no call back where was ya'll at gimme the ball back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got my swagga back |
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from Will Smith - Willennium (1999)
Ugh, Ugh, I'm comin'
Watch ya back, I'm comin... Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Big Will for the Y2K, ugh Feel the Earth tremble, see the skies turn red Eclipses, shooting stars, turn ya head Volcanoes erupted, rage in the sea Ain't the second coming of Christ The first coming of me They say if you downward the Nile It would throw off the rotation of the Earth Well, messing with me is worse Feel the rain, button up you overcoat Watch the illadelph bad boy go quote for quote Well, ya'll want the best, well, I'm right here You looking for competition, ain't no one near Ya'll in the stands dissin', kickin' dirt and missin' My heavenly flows put MC's in hell's kitchen, ugh And I'm so, I'm so hot, hot, ya'll burnin' up, HOT I step in, it's like the wedding between Hope and Armaggedon The Hip Hop Moses to where we headin' y'all I'm comin', I'm comin, You can't stop me, you can't stop me, I'm comin', I'm comin', Can't hold me back, uh uh, I'm comin', I'm comin, You can't stop me, you can't stop me, I'm comin', I'm comin' When I was born there was a rainbow formed with no sun Roy G Bid marking the path for the chosen one An angel, my grandma, told me before she died Smart folks don't need to put no cursing in they rhymes So from CD to TV to movies back to rhymin' My lifestats makes Jordan's six rings seem common Ya'll hate, I retaliate, just by being great Big Will the enemy of your mental state With the same rhyme I used to burn your idol in a battle To subdue you into saying, "Look, I don't wanna battle," MIB, W3 mad respect Black stealthbombarama, but y'all can't detect that I'm comin' is what I screamed As a teen armed with discipline, faith, and a dream After smoke clears, after life's roller coasters See who stands putting his mic into his holster, what! I'm comin', I'm comin, You can't stop me, you can't stop me, I'm comin', I'm comin', Can't hold me back, uh uh, I'm comin', I'm comin, You can't stop me, you can't stop me, I'm comin', I'm comin' Batten down the hatches and latch the doors You wanna try to match my whits with yours Three hits, I hit you, you hit the floor This track is the third hit, that's for sure Beat thick reminiscin' of a bodacelli I'm like a cheetah huntin' out on the Serengeti I got my X-ray vision through all in my way No Plan B, it distracts from Plan A Stage splitting in half, earthquake style Evacuate your premisses, the hardcore nemesis I never miss, my flow never flawed Grab mics and send electric shocks through the cord Quest for the rings my only weapon's intuition My future position's determined by past decisions So young George Bush, I'm thinking bout runnin' Maybe not this time, but trust dude, ugh I'm comin', I'm comin, You can't stop me, you can't stop me, I'm comin', I'm comin', Can't hold me back, uh uh, I'm comin', I'm comin, You can't stop me, you can't stop me, I'm comin', I'm comin' Comin', comin', you can't stop me, Comin' comin', can't hold me back, no. Comin', comin', you can't stop me, Comin' comin', can't hold me back. Comin', comin', you can't stop me, Comin' comin', can't hold me back, no. Comin', comin', you can't stop me, Comin' comin', can't hold me back. |
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from Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince - Code Red (1993) | |||||
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from Will Smith - Lost And Found (2005) | |||||
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from Will Smith - Lost And Found (2005)
If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby,
left to right all night Slide that's all you gotta do... You can't dance then this is your jam, baby Left to right all night, slide, that's all you gotta do Now we all know the boy at the club, all liquored up, Boy with the bub tryin' to pick 'em up, wack dancing, 'Wooking pa nub', shirt too bright, pants too tight Boy settle down Now I ain't just messing with you I got better things to do I'm trying to help, I got a lesson for you I know you do the best you could do Wanna get next to Boo, then the less you do the better Cause women equate dance with sex They gon' see you & be like, 'Next'! But you gon' be like, 'hold up Ma' ('Next!') But she gon' be like, uh huh, ('Next!') Now looka-here, rule #1, know ya name, if it ain't Usher, Justin or Hammer, then we can touch ya Rule #2, never do a dance you can't do, why stupid, Cause you can't do it If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby, left to right all night Slide that's all you gotta do... You can't dance then this is your jam, baby Left to right all night, slide, that's all you gotta do So I'm up in my spot in Miami the other night, right & this Dude's out on the floor OD-ing, just way 'over-dancing' So his Mommy wanna holla at me She thought my name was Billy, I told her it was Willie She said she watch my TV show & I was very silly Told her I was from Philly she looked at me said, 'Really?' & judging from her t-shirt, I could tell that she was chilly So I gave her my sweater, she said her name was Etta She said she come from Cuba and she just had bought a Jetta She said she was glad I met her, let's go somewhere together She said she'd ride in my car cause she knew that it was better The conversation cookin', attention getting' tookin' My Spidey senses tinglin', I felt somebody lookin' Now who this brotha lookin', & now he runnin', bookin' I'm mad I'm like a fisherman, I almost had my hook in I figured I should get up & quickly clear my head up, Cause Etta got a man & I'm feelin' kinda set-up Now Dude was really fed up & yo, he wouldn't let up Homey if I hit you, you might never ever get up Now he was not a dancer, plus he wasn't handsome Comin' like Mel Gibson, like I had his girl for ransom Yo, Pedro wanna go out side, yo amigo, tranquillo... slide If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby, left to right all night Slide that's all you gotta do... You can't dance then this is your jam, baby Left to right all night, slide, that's all you gotta do Now rule #3 is easy, please remember that you ain't on "Beat Street" Sweet feet, you ain't tryin' to win no TV, another dude did a move No need to out do it Rule #4, out on the floor, don't be doing moves that don't nobody do no more Draw too much attention to be adventurous out on the floor There's a reason that don't nobody do 'em no more, you feel me? This may be hilarious, but Rule #5 is serious, it's a shame that we have to discuss That there's no lip biting or pelvic thrusts I mean you think that move will put the sting on her, you too close, tryin' to put a ring on her? You don't know that girl, don't cling on her & don't put your thing on her...cool?! If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby, left to right all night Slide that's all you gotta do... You can't dance then this is your jam, baby Left to right all night, slide, that's all you gotta do |
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from Will Smith - Big Willie Style (1997)
Good evening Ladies and Gentleman I'm Niah Pitson I'm standing in front of the historic Manns chinese theatre where thousands literally thousands of fans, journalists and well wishers have gathered merely to catch a glimpse of the artists formerly known as fresh prince. This album premiere marks Will Smith's return to the world of rap. The long awaited album entitled Big Willie Style has broken sales records everywhere from Bangkok to Madagaskar as we all anxiously await the arrival of the man himself. Oh wait a minute judging from the stir of the crowd yes he's arrived Ladies and gentleman Will Smith has arrived Will Will hey Will real brothers hey whats up man how you doing
I'm Keith B Real from Keep it Real radio and founding editor of Keep it Real magazine and motivational tapes we practice what we preach here brother and that is Keeping it Real. Now Will let me ask you something do you think that you make quote unquote real rap music cause I ain't never seen no Wu dancing wit no singing alien keep it real Well brother I like to have a good time have fun with the music that I make you know let people have fun Fun in times like these anyway keep it real another question if I can move on. Will you've saved the world two years in a row do you think you have some sort of supervalistic complex I'm sorry brother supervalistic Yeah look it up I ain't got time I'm keeping it real I mean do you feel that your supervelous than everybody else Wait hold hold on hey charlie charlie why don't you escort Mr Real inside sow him to a real nice table Easy easy You take care Keith |
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from Will Smith - Big Willie Style (1997)
It's all good, pop the bubbly, life is lovely
All sun no rain No strain, can't complain Pass Hell pain, but no Coumbaya Now I Boomshaka-laka-laka Boo-ah-ah I got the good life, no strife, real nice An I'm a papa my son Trey haha An when I'm on tour, he be mad I'm gone But then he smile an come runnin screamin "daddy's home" Then he hold me, slightly tightly Mom, your wish came true-I got one just like me My life be so good, so good Ka-chicka-chicka Ka-chicka-chicka-good Things come to those who wait But too late my life's to great to wait I wanna, celebrate good times, c'mon *Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good I'm lovin livin, it's all good Verse 2: I wake up every morning in the canopy bed Slip a kiss to the Miss, you the man she says Mirror, mirror, need I call? You know, uno, bad breath an all Times I been fed up, still didn't let up 'Stead a doin dirt, did work and kept my head up Set up For the future, much love to my girl North Pole got my butt cold (sittin on top of the world) An I'm feelin (so high) Touch the ceiling (the sky) You say I smile cause I'm on top of the pie But yo, the cream can only finance the smile for a little while My grin got longevity, got family backin me That's why I'm livin happily Ever after, love and laughter Hussle cause I wants to, not cause I have to Ask yourself, who made the polar caps melt? FP, the phenomenon, true Don Juan, Jon Blaze The Fonz ain't seen my Happy Days The track plays, I'm in the shades, singin a phrase *Repeat Verse 3: They say the clothes don't make the man Take my hand Watch me freak this Ah-mommy's tryin ta creep this Tryin to entice me to let it off But nah, (why not?) c'mon baby, you saw Set It Off Proposition by trio, in Rio Menage Trois, down at the Marde Gras But nah, my clothes by Versace My attitude cocky, the sym- it's Imanyaki Like a felon, no tellin what I do next I don't front cause I'm paid, but I do flex Southwestern, crib like a villa Vacation on a mountain in Manilla Rhyme spilla, real thrilla An it's real clear Y'all talkin East and West, I'm talkin hemispheres My papa raised no fool So many zeros on my check it's like, oooooooooooohh *Repeat |
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from Will Smith - Born To Reign (2002)
Jada: What are you doing?
Jaden: I'm just looking over there Jada: You looking over there? Jaden: Yeah I'm just looking at the piano Will: You ready to come out yet? Jaden: No Will: You cool? You chillin'? Jaden: Mmm hmm Will: It's all good? Jaden: Yeah Will: You gonna be quiet when mommy is singing? Jaden: Yeah Will: You can talk right now though Jaden: OK. How you gonna warm up? Jada: (clears throat) Well hopefully if I keep doing it enough I'll get it right Jaden: Mom can I have some microphones? Can I have some earphones on? Jada: Uuuhhhmmm Will? I don't know if they have extra, can Jaden have earphones? (laughs) (door closes) Oh there you go Jaden Jaden: OK Jada: You can hear me? Jaden: Yeaaaahhhh Jada: OK Jaden: Can I talk to my daddy? Jada: Daddy can hear you Jaden: Hi daddy, what's up? Will (faded): Can you hear me? Jaden: Yeah. Wooooow Jada: But when the music starts you have to be quiet Jaden: K |
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from Will Smith - Big Willie Style (1997)
Intro
The maestro Nice flow Hot like nitro Cool as ice though That type of docodimy Y'all know it's gotta be Who else could it be but me Rub your eyes but hold the big Billy It's dream supreme bean straight from Philly It's the eclectic female attractor rapper slash actor Right back at ya And to the next millinium many come but few are chosen See me servin' like the U.S. Open Another type of hustler listed at Blockbuster Go and ask a movie usher Who is he, he or she SFP, movies CD's, and TV's, but uh uh 'cause the day I take a break from that As I rule where a tank of gas take me at I used to rock these Red, I rock Z's Now I rock the MB's With twelves and V's Today sun up high In the sky From NY La la me to MI Just Cruisin' Where, baby, I don't care Just Cruisin' As long as you take me there Just Cruisin' Somewhere to clear my mind Just Cruisin' Just Cruisin' Easy wrote a sixty Flossin' ninety degrees Sony cartridges, ten CD's each Reach to the beach South side leanin' It ain't often I'm off and I'm for the top down drop down Got me hot now heated up can't stop now What up cutie what sure sure is cooking now Yo I know I'm spoken for can't hurt lookin' no Pop CD's, B-I-G's, and Tupac's While cruisin' on the blocks Hittin' the hot spots Got my celly on O-F-F Golden arches got my belly goin' oh yes yes So let's just ease on down ease on down the road No pager roll my hip As I rollin' my whip 'Cause today I'm on the solo creek Man, why you think I be wor |
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from Men In Black (멘 인 블랙) by Danny Elfman [ost] (1997)
Intro The maestro Nice flow Hot like nitro Cool as ice though That type of docodimy Y'all know it's gotta be Who else could it be but me Rub your eyes but hold the big Billy It's dream supreme bean straight from Philly It's the eclectic female attractor rapper slash actor Right back at ya And to the next millinium many come but few are chosen See me servin' like the U.S. Open Another type of hustler listed at Blockbuster Go and ask a movie usher Who is he, he or she SFP, movies CD's, and TV's, but uh uh 'cause the day I take a break from that As I rule where a tank of gas take me at I used to rock these Red, I rock Z's Now I rock the MB's With twelves and V's Today sun up high In the sky From NY La la me to MI (1) Just Cruisin' Where, baby, I don't care Just Cruisin' As long as you take me there Just Cruisin' Somewhere to clear my mind Just Cruisin' Just Cruisin' Easy wrote a sixty Flossin' ninety degrees Sony cartridges, ten CD's each Reach to the beach South side leanin' It ain't often I'm off and I'm for the top down drop down Got me hot now heated up can't stop now What up cutie what sure sure is cooking now Yo I know I'm spoken for can't hurt lookin' no Pop CD's, B-I-G's, and Tupac's While cruisin' on the blocks Hittin' the hot spots Got my celly on O-F-F Golden arches got my belly goin' oh yes yes So let's just ease on down ease on down the road No pager roll my hip As I rollin' my whip 'Cause today I'm on the solo creek Man, why you think I be workin' all week I'm (1, 1) Sun settin' in the S-K-Y Must say I've had the best day I Tryin' to find an exit A place to chill not to hectic So I can spend some time with Will Let the sun shine to the moonlight clearin' my mind Soul search, see what I find If I'm being the best lover and friend Am I being the best daddy I can I pray I am And I feel good today Reminiece as I'm cruisin' around the way Roll tight passed the park where I used to play Can't think of a better way to spend my day Uh, still findin' my way Still growin' Petrol rowin' Move soon showin' Gots to get goin' losing the light And the freaks come out at night (1, 1 |
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from Will Smith - Will 2K (1999)
Intro
The maestro Nice flow Hot like nitro Cool as ice though That type of docodimy Y'all know it's gotta be Who else could it be but me Rub your eyes but hold the big Billy It's dream supreme bean straight from Philly It's the eclectic female attractor rapper slash actor Right back at ya And to the next millinium many come but few are chosen See me servin' like the U.S. Open Another type of hustler listed at Blockbuster Go and ask a movie usher Who is he, he or she SFP, movies CD's, and TV's, but uh uh 'cause the day I take a break from that As I rule where a tank of gas take me at I used to rock these Red, I rock Z's Now I rock the MB's With twelves and V's Today sun up high In the sky From NY La la me to MI Just Cruisin' Where, baby, I don't care Just Cruisin' As long as you take me there Just Cruisin' Somewhere to clear my mind Just Cruisin' Just Cruisin' Easy wrote a sixty Flossin' ninety degrees Sony cartridges, ten CD's each Reach to the beach South side leanin' It ain't often I'm off and I'm for the top down drop down Got me hot now heated up can't stop now What up cutie what sure sure is cooking now Yo I know I'm spoken for can't hurt lookin' no Pop CD's, B-I-G's, and Tupac's While cruisin' on the blocks Hittin' the hot spots Got my celly on O-F-F Golden arches got my belly goin' oh yes yes So let's just ease on down ease on down the road No pager roll my hip As I rollin' my whip 'Cause today I'm on the solo creek Man, why you think I be wor |
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from Will Smith - Big Willie Style (1997)
(Now dad this is a very sensitive subject)
From the first time the doctor placed you in my arms I knew I'd meet death before I'd let you meet harm Although questions arose in my mind, would I be man enough? Against wrong, choose right and be standin up From the hospital that first night Took a hour just ta get the carseat in right People drivin all fast, got me kinda upset Got you home safe, placed you in your basonette That night I don't think one wink I slept As I slipped out my bed, to your crib I crept Touched your head gently, felt my heart melt Cause I know I loved you more than life itself Then to my knees, and I begged the Lord please Let me be a good daddy, all he needs Love, knowledge, discipline too I pledge my life to you Just the two of us, we can make it if we try Just the two of us, (Just the two of us) Just the two of us, building castles in the sky Just the two of us, you and I Five years old, bringin comedy Everytime I look at you I think man, a little me Just like me Wait an see gonna be tall Makes me laugh cause you got your dads ears an all Sometimes I wonder, what you gonna be A General, a Doctor, maybe a MC Haha, I wanna kiss you all the time But I will test that butt when you cut outta line, trudat Uh-uh-uh why you do dat? I try to be a tough dad, but you be makin me laugh Crazy joy, when I see the eyes of my baby boy I pledge to you, I will always do Everything I can Show you how to be a man Dignity, integrity, honor an An I don't mind if you lose, long as you came with it An you can cry, ain't no shame it it It didn't work out with me an your mom But yo, push come to shove You was conceived in love So if the world attacks, and you slide off track Remember one fact, I got your back It's a full-time job to be a good dad You got so much more stuff than I had I gotta study just to keep with the changin times 101 Dalmations on your CD-ROM See me-I'm Tryin to pretend I know On my PC where that CD go But yo, ain't nuthin promised, one day I'll be gone Feel the strife, but trust life does go wrong But just in case It's my place To impart One day some girl's gonna break your heart And ooh ain't no pain like from the opposite sex Gonna hurt bad, but don't take it out on the next, son Throughout life people will make you mad Disrespect you and treat you bad Let God deal with the things they do Cause hate in your heart will consume you too Always tell the truth, say your prayers Hold doors, pull out chairs, easy on the swears You're living proof that dreams do come true I love you and I'm here for you (This is a good song dad, how much am I gettin paid for this?) |