Brooke Valentine

ACTIVE:	2000s -
BIRTH:	1984년 10월 05일 / 미국,Houston, TX
DEBUT:	2005년 / Chain Letter
STYLE:	팝 알앤비 어반
PROFILE:
MANIADB:	maniadb/artist/133509
MELON:	melon/artist/170977

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American Girl

Brooke Valentine

3:39

from The Gorgeous (2007)

I’m watchin’ day time TV
I’m young and I’m restless
I’m on no sunset beach
I’m burnin up in here in Texas
Paranoia on day street
Not enuf to eat
Too many burgers and these fries
Are makin me crazy

It’s kinda strange growin’ up here
Never less safe but don’t be afraid
You gotta take what you get here
‘Cause nobodies gonna change their ways

Many places to travel in this world
No matter where I go
I’m an American girl
This Disney Worlds your underworld
Try to escape it
Just face it you American girl

We all have the same dream we wake up
On a reality series in a Taxi cab confessing
We’re having to much “Sex in the City”
With our pre paid cellular phones
We call apartment homes by the time
We’re 14 yeah were already grown
Where we’ll end up from here
Well we don’t really care

Many places to travel in this world
No matter where I go
I’m an American girl
This Disney Worlds your underworld
Try to escape it
Just face it you American girl

From hooters to looters
We’re drowning in beer
Your ruder I’m cruder
Your blurred and I’m clear
Your not helping me here
‘Cause we’re living in fear
I’m not judging you
But I’ll push you and push you

Many places to travel in this world
No matter where I go
I’m an American girl
This Disney Worlds your underworld
Try to escape it
Just face it you American girl

Pimped Out (Radio Edit)

featuring Dem Franchize Boyz

Brooke Valentine

4:43

from Brooke Valentine - Pimped Out (2006)

yeah brooke valentine
yeah yeah
yeah d f b what's happenin'
dem franchize boys
got a college boy look look
honor roll student yep
shakin' off pounds like
i'm big mate luton
on the streets i'm a nuissance
whippin' in a blue six

i'm low key cruisin' wit
a big boy purchase
protected by my presence
therefore you're never nervous
i know ya boy worth it yep
the kid got good game
l like that boy swag
i like the name on the kid chain
gold grill on the front
trimmed up in the back
l know l gotta cop that
get my hands on it
then i let go
before you know it
we'll be crusin'
pose with the pro
that's the way i like it baby
tight shoes on his feet
custom made for me
stands out in the crowd
speed it up or bring it down
we'll roll slow
anywhere you take me yes i
need to know
that's the way i like it baby
i like 'em pimped out pimped out
to ride on ride on
and when we're rollin'
everybody's eyes on eyes on
i like 'em built tough
so i can rely on rely on
and when we're rollin'
we're ridin' out to my song
i want 'em pimped out
baby like my cadillac
like my cadillac
and when we go
yeah everybody's on that
i want'em built up
so i can get my lean on lean on
i want'em pimped out
ridin' out to my song my song
ride pimped out
mouth gripped out
gutta on the chain
and the charm cost a house
summer dfb boys
yeah they wanna lean wit it
gutta to the core on the scene
but i be clean wit it
and hoes know me
jizzal be tryna get it in
workin' like some
mexicans in the field
with round bout fifty men
see us shippin' in
gettin it flippin it
and bring it home
that's why it's five cars
three acounts
and seven acres hormes
he breaks when i need to stop
turn me on and take on off
somethin' i can start
everything i'd ever want
i got so
let me see if you can make me
make me want more
i'll tell you what i like
but if he costs
more than he's worth
the boy ain't put in work
i just give him up
switch wheels on him
and i move on
you know i can't be waistin'
time i gotta
move on
that's the way i like it baby
i like 'em pimped out pimped out
to ride on ride on
and when we're rollin'
everybody's eyes on eyes on
i like 'em built tough
so i can rely on rely on
and when we're rollin'
we're ridin' out to my song
i want 'em pimped out
baby like my cadillac
like my cadillac
and when we go
yeah everybody's on that
i want'em built up
so i can get my lean on lean on
i want'em pimped out
ridin' out to my song my song
he's gotta be fly
if he's rollin' with me
gotta have a nice frame
if he's messin' with me
he needs a smooth ride
if he's cruisin' with me
gotta come around the way
if he's comin for me
he's gotta be fly
if he's rollin' with me
gotta have a nice frame
if he's messin' with me
he needs a smooth ride
if he's cruisin' with me
gotta come around the way
if he's comin for me
i got a new sony flat
leather couch you can
fall on fall on
with floors at the house
you can ball on ball on
and ride a '06
and got it pimped out
it's pimped out
i got 'em takin' pictures
when the whip's out
all my tv's flipped out
pimpin' keep it pimpea out
and if it's new
i got it soon it's shipped ouw
so you know i keep
it pimpin' every time
every time
it's dfb bitch
and brooke valenrtine
i like 'em pimped out pimped out
to ride on ride on
and when we're rollin'
everybody's eyes on eyes on
i like 'em built tough
so i can rely on rely on
and when we're rollin'
we're ridin' out to my song
i want 'em pimped out
baby like my cadillac
like my cadillac
and when we go
yeah everybody's on that
i want'em built up
so i can get my lean on lean on
i want'em pimped out
ridin' out to my song my song
i like 'em pimped out pimped out
to ride on ride on
and when we're rollin'
everybody's eyes on eyes on
i like 'em built tough
so i can rely on rely on
and when we're rollin'
we're ridin' out to my song
i want 'em pimped out
baby like my cadillac
like my cadillac
and when we go
yeah everybody's on that
i want'em built up
so i can get my lean on lean on
i want'em pimped out
ridin' out to my song my song
lose my mind
yes he makes me lose my mind
so i gotta keep him close
no i just can't let him go
he's got the jingles in her mind
slippin' in my pimpin' this time
and i just can't let him go
bet i ain't gon' let him go

i'm low key cruisin' wit
a big boy purchase
protected by my presence
therefore you're never nervous
i know ya boy worth it yep
the kid got good game
l like that boy swag
i like the name on the kid chain
gold grill on the front
trimmed up in the back
l know l gotta cop that
get my hands on it
then i let go
before you know it
we'll be crusin'
pose with the pro
that's the way i like it baby
tight shoes on his feet
custom made for me
stands out in the crowd
speed it up or bring it down
we'll roll slow
anywhere you take me yes i
need to know
that's the way i like it baby
i like 'em pimped out pimped out
to ride on ride on
and when we're rollin'
everybody's eyes on eyes on
i like 'em built tough
so i can rely on rely on
and when we're rollin'
we're ridin' out to my song
i want 'em pimped out
baby like my cadillac
like my cadillac
and when we go
yeah everybody's on that
i want'em built up
so i can get my lean on lean on
i want'em pimped out
ridin' out to my song my song
ride pimped out
mouth gripped out
gutta on the chain
and the charm cost a house
summer dfb boys
yeah they wanna lean wit it
gutta to the core on the scene
but i be clean wit it
and hoes know me
jizzal be tryna get it in
workin' like some
mexicans in the field
with round bout fifty men
see us shippin' in
gettin it flippin it
and bring it home
that's why it's five cars
three acounts
and seven acres hormes
he breaks when i need to stop
turn me on and take on off
somethin' i can start
everything i'd ever want
i got so
let me see if you can make me
make me want more
i'll tell you what i like
but if he costs
more than he's worth
the boy ain't put in work
i just give him up
switch wheels on him
and i move on
you know i can't be waistin'
time i gotta
move on
that's the way i like it baby
i like 'em pimped out pimped out
to ride on ride on
and when we're rollin'
everybody's eyes on eyes on
i like 'em built tough
so i can rely on rely on
and when we're rollin'
we're ridin' out to my song
i want 'em pimped out
baby like my cadillac
like my cadillac
and when we go
yeah everybody's on that
i want'em built up
so i can get my lean on lean on
i want'em pimped out
ridin' out to my song my song
he's gotta be fly
if he's rollin' with me
gotta have a nice frame
if he's messin' with me
he needs a smooth ride
if he's cruisin' with me
gotta come around the way
if he's comin for me
he's gotta be fly
if he's rollin' with me
gotta have a nice frame
if he's messin' with me
he needs a smooth ride
if he's cruisin' with me
gotta come around the way
if he's comin for me
i got a new sony flat
leather couch you can
fall on fall on
with floors at the house
you can ball on ball on
and ride a '06
and got it pimped out
it's pimped out
i got 'em takin' pictures
when the whip's out
all my tv's flipped out
pimpin' keep it pimpea out
and if it's new
i got it soon it's shipped ouw
so you know i keep
it pimpin' every time
every time
it's dfb bitch
and brooke valenrtine
i like 'em pimped out pimped out
to ride on ride on
and when we're rollin'
everybody's eyes on eyes on
i like 'em built tough
so i can rely on rely on
and when we're rollin'
we're ridin' out to my song
i want 'em pimped out
baby like my cadillac
like my cadillac
and when we go
yeah everybody's on that
i want'em built up
so i can get my lean on lean on
i want'em pimped out
ridin' out to my song my song
i like 'em pimped out pimped out
to ride on ride on
and when we're rollin'
everybody's eyes on eyes on
i like 'em built tough
so i can rely on rely on
and when we're rollin'
we're ridin' out to my song
i want 'em pimped out
baby like my cadillac
like my cadillac
and when we go
yeah everybody's on that
i want'em built up
so i can get my lean on lean on
i want'em pimped out
ridin' out to my song my song
lose my mind
yes he makes me lose my mind
so i gotta keep him close
no i just can't let him go
he's got the jingles in her mind
slippin' in my pimpin' this time
and i just can't let him go
bet i ain't gon' let him go

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Pimped Out (Radio Edit) (Feat. Dem Franchize Boyz)

Brooke Valentine

from Brooke Valentine - Pimped Out (Single) [digital single] (2006)

American Girl

Brooke Valentine

3:40

from 레인보우 로망스 (Rainbow Romance) [ost] (2006)

I'm watchin' day time TV
I'm young and I'm restless
I'm on no sunset beach
I'm burning
up here in Texas
Paranoia on day street
Not enough to eat too many
burgers and these fries
Are makin' me crazy
It's kinda
strange growin' up here
Never less safe but
don't be afraid
You gotta take
what you get here
Cause nobodies gonna change
their ways
Many places to travel
in this world
No matter where I go
I'm an American girl
This Disney World's your
underworld
Try to escape it
Just face it
You American girl
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
We all have the same dream
We wake up
on a reality series
in a taxi cab confessing
We're having to much
Sex in the City
With our prepaid
cellular phones
We call apartment homes
by the time We're fourteen
Yeah were already grown
Where we'll end up from here
Well we don't really care
Oh we tear up everything
It's a love so be here
Many places to travel
in this world
No matter where I go
I'm an American girl
This Disney World's your
underworld
Try to escape it
Just face it
You American girl
Many places to travel
in this world
No matter where I go
I'm an American girl
This Disney World's your
underworld
Try to escape it
Just face it
You American girl
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na

From Hooters to looters
We're drowning in beer
You're ruder I'm cruder
You're blurred and I'm clear
You're not helping me here
Cause we're living in fear
I'm not judging you
But I'll push you
and push you
Many places to travel
in this world
No matter where I go
I'm an American girl
This Disney World's your
underworld
Try to escape it
Just face it
You American girl
Many places to travel
in this world
No matter where I go
I'm an American girl
This Disney World's your
underworld
Try to escape it
Just face it
You American girl

From Hooters to looters
We're drowning in beer
You're ruder I'm cruder
You're blurred and I'm clear
You're not helping me here
Cause we're living in fear
I'm not judging you
But I'll push you
and push you
Many places to travel
in this world
No matter where I go
I'm an American girl
This Disney World's your
underworld
Try to escape it
Just face it
You American girl
Many places to travel
in this world
No matter where I go
I'm an American girl
This Disney World's your
underworld
Try to escape it
Just face it
You American girl

There's lyrics registered. But, you can modify it. Thanks :)

Cover Girl (Radio Edit)

Brooke Valentine

from Brooke Valentine - Cover Girl [digital single] (2005)

American Girl

Brooke Valentine

3:39

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

There's lyrics registered. But, you can modify it. Thanks :)

Blah-blah-blah

featuring Dirt McGirt

Brooke Valentine

3:32

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

(Intro) (Dirt McGirt)
This is Dirt McGirt
B. Valentine
Yo, baby
You know one thing that I always be letting you know in you heart
You know when I tell I love you and that I care that I do, darlin'
Come on

(Verse 1)
You come to question me and put me on the stand
I deny everything and lie as fast as I can

(Pre-hook)
Ya ask me 21 questions and
I start to sweatin' cause I don't have the answers you need
So you ask me where I was and I say I can't remember
You get mad at me

(Hook)
Boy, you know I love ya
Boy you know I love ya like
La la la la la la la
But you always talkin'
Boy you always talkin' sounds like
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

(Dirt McGirt)
Why she keep talking to me this way?

(Verse 2)
Don't ask me where I'm goin' cause I'll never tell the truth
You said you won't get mad if I'm honest with you

(Pre-hook)
Ya ask me 21 questions and
I start to sweatin' cause I don't have the answers you need
So you ask me where I was and I say I can't remember
You get mad at me

(Hook)
Boy, you know I love ya
Boy you know I love ya like
La la la la la la la
But you always talkin
Boy you always talkin sounds like
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

(Vamp)
You comin here talkin'
Askin' me questions
Drivin' me crazy
And it don't feel like la la la to me
You makin' me scream
You make me sick
And i just can't handle it
Its blah blah blah to me!

(Dirt McGirt)
Yo, Yo
Hold on, B

Hey listen
All I'm asking you is this one question
You say you love me, girl
But if you really love me, you wouldn't treat me this way
So, where have you been?
This is ol' dirty dog talkin' to you, sweetheart
Don't steer me the blah blah blah's cause I'm not hearin' for it
So just tell me
Now you know I'm in love with you
And you know you my sexy
So, treat me that way, please?

(Hook)
Boy, you know I love ya
Boy you know I love ya like
La la la la la la la
But you always talkin
Boy you always talkin sounds like
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

(Vamp)
You comin here talkin'
Askin' me questions
Drivin' me crazy
And it don't feel like la la la to me
You makin' me scream
You make me sick
And i just can't handle it
Its blah blah blah to me!

(Dirt McGirt)
aaaaaahhhhh, yeeeeaahh

(Verse 1)
You come to question me and put me on the stand
I deny everything and lie as fast as I can

(Pre-hook)
Ya ask me 21 questions and
I start to sweatin' cause I don't have the answers you need
So you ask me where I was and I say I can't remember
You get mad at me

(Hook)
Boy, you know I love ya
Boy you know I love ya like
La la la la la la la
But you always talkin'
Boy you always talkin' sounds like
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

(Dirt McGirt)
Why she keep talking to me this way?

(Verse 2)
Don't ask me where I'm goin' cause I'll never tell the truth
You said you won't get mad if I'm honest with you

(Pre-hook)
Ya ask me 21 questions and
I start to sweatin' cause I don't have the answers you need
So you ask me where I was and I say I can't remember
You get mad at me

(Hook)
Boy, you know I love ya
Boy you know I love ya like
La la la la la la la
But you always talkin
Boy you always talkin sounds like
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

(Vamp)
You comin here talkin'
Askin' me questions
Drivin' me crazy
And it don't feel like la la la to me
You makin' me scream
You make me sick
And i just can't handle it 
Its blah blah blah to me!

(Dirt McGirt)
Yo, Yo
Hold on, B

Hey listen
All I'm asking you is this one question
You say you love me, girl
But if you really love me, you wouldn't treat me this way
So, where have you been?
This is ol' dirty dog talkin' to you, sweetheart
Don't steer me the blah blah blah's cause I'm not hearin' for it
So just tell me
Now you know I'm in love with you
And you know you my sexy
So, treat me that way, please?

(Hook)
Boy, you know I love ya
Boy you know I love ya like
La la la la la la la
But you always talkin
Boy you always talkin sounds like
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

(Vamp)
You comin here talkin'
Askin' me questions
Drivin' me crazy
And it don't feel like la la la to me
You makin' me scream
You make me sick
And i just can't handle it 
Its blah blah blah to me!

(Dirt McGirt)
aaaaaahhhhh, yeeeeaahh

There's lyrics registered. But, you can modify it. Thanks :)

Cover Girl

Brooke Valentine

4:12

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

I wish I could be
That girl
in the magazine
everybody sees
She so pretty
I wish I could be
When I close my eyes I see
What you want me to be
That girl
Wish I could be your
Cover Girl
Mascara and lipstick
I would be so pretty
A little blush not too much
Maybe you know this
That I could be your
Cover Girl
For accept me for me
Cover Girl
Cover Girl
Boy when you're alone
with me
I'm takin' good care of you
Givin' everything you need
I don't know
If it's good enough for you
Cause you're always
in the TV
When you're
right here next to me
I know I'm not Halle Berry
girls from videos
I just want to be
someone you can hold
I just want to be
someone for you
Baby baby
Wish I could be your
Cover Girl
Mascara and lipstick
I would be so pretty
A little blush not too much
Maybe you know this
That I could be your
Cover Girl
For accept me for me
Me
Cover Girl
Cover Girl
Boy I love you
Just the way you are
And if you feel the same
way about me
Beauty is only skin deep
baby
Boy I don't need
accesories to magnify money
Could you just
love what you see
Cover girl
Yo Cover Girl
Mascara
Mascara
and lipstick
and lipstick
I would be so oh pretty
A little blush not too much
Maybe you know this
That I could be your
Cover Girl
For accept me for me
I can be
I can be
Your Cover Girl
Your Cover Girl
Mascara and my lipstick
I'd be so oh pretty
I can be everything
You need you need
I can be be
For you baby
Your Cover Girl
Cover Girl
Cover Girl
Cover Girl
Cover Girl
Cover Girl
Cover Girl
Cover Girl

Dying From a Broken Heart

Brooke Valentine

3:53

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

To whom, this may be concerned
To those who may want to learn
I'm writing this to you
The reason I won't be here no more (no more)
Reason I won't live I yearn (i yarn)
The reason I won't be here observed
Cause I will die if you were to leave

Oh, look what you've done it's like a disease I'm dying from a broken heart help me
Oooh look what you've done your the remedy
I'm dying from a broken heart.

Some may not, understand the words I say they have no idea how that feels me
They don't know why
I'm an angel in my dreams
'cause if you leave me babe I will die
With this broken heart I can't survive
I need you in my life,
It would kill me if you were to leave
(if you were to leave baba)

Oh, look what you've done it's like a disease I'm dying from a broken heart help me
Oooh look what you've done your the remedy
I'm dying from a broken heart

I'm loosing time I need you here (baby)
Don't walk away baby please help me
I'm begging I'm on bending knees
Won't somebody come and rescue me
I pleading I'm on bending knees
I can't make it with out you next to me
Will somebody come and save me
Will somebody come and set me free

Ooh (OoOoh)
Look what you've done
(what you've done)
My remedy
(ooh i need you baby)
(come in save me im dyin from this broken heart)
I'm dying

I'm loosing time I need you here don't walk away baby won't you please help me
Because I'm begging I'm on bending knees won't somebody...

Ghetto Superstarz

Brooke Valentine

3:33

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

Oh
they gon' know who we are
Oh
They gon' know who we are
we're the ones
you used to run from
everyday at school
lookin so fresh
so clean so cool
still a menace to society
but that's fine with me
cause we still fly as can be
Oh
C'mon work that body
c'mon get naughty
C'mon work that body
c'mon get nuaghty
Oh
C'mon work that body
c'mon get naughty
C'mon work that body
c'mon get nuaghty
Bet all ya'll folks
won't admit it
but they wanna get in
if you wanna get wit it
We ghetto superstarz
see way back then
they didn't know about
we girls used to throw down
but I bet you they know now
we ghetto superstarz
we're actin bad
we're ghetto fabulous
ridin' in our cadillacs
on the east head to the west
If your armpits smellin good
throw your hands up
for your hood might
be misunderstood
if you don't wanna
roll you should
Oh
C'mon work that body
c'mon get naughty
C'mon work that body
c'mon get nuaghty
Oh
C'mon work that body
c'mon get naughty
C'mon work that body
c'mon get nuaghty
Bet all ya'll folks
won't admit it
but they wanna get in
if you wanna get wit it
We ghetto superstarz
see way back then
they didn't know about
we girls used to throw down
but I bet you they know now
we ghetto superstarz
All over town town
we're takin it down down
we don't mess around 'round
they wanna be down down
You wanna get wit it
so won't you admit it
we are the shame's name
don't you forget it
catch us up in a party
spikin punch we roll bacardi
have them couples
actin naughty
all we do is get crunk
wit ya'll floks
just keep on hatin
cuz our clothes
be coordinatin
we're the hottest no debatin
all we do is get crunk
OH They Gon know who we are
We Ghetto Superstarz
OH They gon't know
who we are
We Ghetto Superstarz
Bet all ya'll folks
won't admit it
but they wanna get in
if you wanna get wit it
We ghetto superstarz
see way back then
they didn't know about
we girls used to throw down
but I bet you they know now
we ghetto superstarz
I was at the party and
the guys spiked the punch
and Oh My God It was like
so crazy I got drunk
I was on the floor
and my legs were open
and Oh my God
things just happened and
I was like the queen of
the prom and everybody
loved me and they called me
a whore though but I was
like Oh my God I didn't mean
it, you know my legs were
open it just seemed
to happen and like don't
laugh at me because I'm not
a ditsie girl I am very
smart I went to school okay
I didn't finish but I went
to elementary school and
I almost finished but now
I'm smart and I'm gona be
in playboy Oh my God that's
the greatest I'm
gonna be in playboy all the
guys are gonna love me
I'm gonna be like Ana Nicole
and Pamela Andersona
And Carmen Electra even
but like I just might get
married I might find one of
those rock star guys
to marry me
It's gonna be so great
we're gonna have lots of
babies and I'm gonna get
plastic suregey and fix up
everything that's hanging
Oh My God I'm gonna be so
great I'm gonna be a star
SHUT THE UP

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Girlfight

featuring Big Boi,Lil' Jon

Brooke Valentine

3:55

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

(Intro)
Boys stop
It's about to be a girlfight
Hey, some new shit, yeah
Brooke Valentine, what?
It's about to be a what? Big boi, Lil Jon!
Sending this out to all the ladies that got beef with another bitch
Uh huh, just walk to that bitch and tell her, whatcha' tell her?

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Verse 1)
There she go talkin' her mess
All around town making me stress,
I need to get this off my chest
And if her friend want some then she'll be next
It really ain't that complicated
Y'all walk around looking all frustrated
Want some plex come on let's make it
Ya acting real hard but I know ya fakin'

(Hook)
Know you really don't wanna step to this
Really don't know why you talk this shit
You about to catch one right in the lip
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
Know you really don't wanna step to this
Really don't know why you talk this shit
You about to catch one right in the lip
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Verse 2)
We on our way to ya neighborhood
The reason why we comin' is understood
Me and my girls we down to ride
So when you hear us pull up bring ya butt outside
And if you try to call yo cousin and nem
Don't forget that I got some of dem
Bout to go real hard bout to swang dem thangs
Bout to feel elbows all in ya brain

(Hook)
Know you really don't wanna step to this
Really don't know why you talk this shit
You about to catch one right in the lip
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Bridge)
Oh I know you don't want me to split ya dome
Girl you makin me really mad...
Oh I know you don't want me to split ya dome
I'm about to bruise ya face and it's sad...

(Big Boi)
Oh snap, these bitches they act like cats
In the middle of the dance floor now they preparing to scrap
They takin out their scrunchies and pullin off their press-ons
The one on the right is the girlfriend and the one the left is another woman
Someone please call securty, these girls too perty,
To get down to the nitty titty
I mean the nitty gritty
I mean her titties pretty
I'm trippin being silly willy, man don't let them hoes fight

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

Don't act like you don't know
We right outside yo door
See you peekin' out the window
I know you ain't talking noise no more
Don't act like you don't know
We right outside yo door
See you peekin' out the window
I know you ain't talking noise no more
Bitch come outside

(Outro)
(Subliminal!)
Don't act like you don't see me
It's about to be a...Girlfight

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs 
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Verse 1)
There she go talkin' her mess
All around town making me stress,
I need to get this off my chest
And if her friend want some then she'll be next
It really ain't that complicated
Y'all walk around looking all frustrated
Want some plex come on let's make it
Ya acting real hard but I know ya fakin'

(Hook)
Know you really don't wanna step to this
Really don't know why you talk this shit
You about to catch one right in the lip 
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
Know you really don't wanna step to this
Really don't know why you talk this shit
You about to catch one right in the lip 
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs 
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Verse 2)
We on our way to ya neighborhood
The reason why we comin' is understood
Me and my girls we down to ride
So when you hear us pull up bring ya butt outside
And if you try to call yo cousin and nem
Don't forget that I got some of dem
Bout to go real hard bout to swang dem thangs
Bout to feel elbows all in ya brain

(Hook)
Know you really don't wanna step to this
Really don't know why you talk this shit
You about to catch one right in the lip 
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs 
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Bridge)
Oh I know you don't want me to split ya dome
Girl you makin me really mad...
Oh I know you don't want me to split ya dome
I'm about to bruise ya face and it's sad...

(Big Boi)
Oh snap, these bitches they act like cats
In the middle of the dance floor now they preparing to scrap
They takin out their scrunchies and pullin off their press-ons
The one on the right is the girlfriend and the one the left is another woman
Someone please call securty, these girls too perty, 
To get down to the nitty titty
I mean the nitty gritty
I mean her titties pretty
I'm trippin being silly willy, man don't let them hoes fight

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs 
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

Don't act like you don't know
We right outside yo door
See you peekin' out the window
I know you ain't talking noise no more
Don't act like you don't know
We right outside yo door
See you peekin' out the window
I know you ain't talking noise no more
Bitch come outside

(Outro)
(Subliminal!)
Don't act like you don't see me
It's about to be a...Girlfight

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I Want You Dead

Brooke Valentine

3:46

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

You know, there's a few things I been wanting to say.
There's a few things I been wanting to get off my chest.
You feel me?

I ran your car into a ditch,
Poked holes in your prophelectives.
Used to love me,
Used to love you,
Now I hate you
You hate me too.
Would have walked on hot coals for you,
Now I don't care spit about you.

I want you dead,
I want you dead,
I want you dead,
I want you dead.

I pawned your jewelry on the net,
Called up your boss told him u quit.
Must have been breast fed,
Fell on your head,
You'd be better slicing your wrists,
Think you'll ever leave me for her,
Revenge is sweet but I...

I want you dead,
I want you dead,
I want you dead,
I want you dead.

Used to love me and hug me and tell me you need me,
Hold me gently I was sure of everything,
But now you've changed your my worst enemy
I'd rather see you in the cemetary, gagging, boxed up, full of maggots, rotten bones in a wooden
Casket, but now im calm and cool about this,
Some hopeful thinking never hurt anyone...

I want you dead,
I want you dead,
I want you dead,
I want you dead,
I want you dead,
I want you dead,
I want you dead,
I want you dead

I want you dead.....

Laugh Til I Cry

Brooke Valentine

4:56

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

Right from the start hell yeah
You were the one even without a kiss you were so much fun
Hurted me all the time but yet it felt so good
Knock me down but my love still stood

You didn't wanna hurt me but you still did
Couldn't see behind my back you split wrapped up in love I couldn't control it guess now i see
Just what it meant I didn't know what real love was all the hits you gave should had been hugs

I laughed till I cried
I seem so happy on the outside
I lied, how was I to know it at that time I was so busy laughing now I'm crying

And I can't deny some times were good
I wouldn't save myself if I could
Blind and naive I was a fool and lucky me I ran into you

I ask you if you love me you say uh-uh wanna take me out you say uh-uh still had a way of
Getting to me hold me tight and I forget everything still to this day I think of you, you taught me
To see through the lies and get to the truth.

I laughed till I cried I seem so happy on the outside I cried how was I to know if at that
Time so busy laughing now I'm crying.

The laughter keeps going and my hearts not showing it's lies (it's lies) I wish I
Could show you how many times I cried.

Long As You Come Home

Brooke Valentine

3:25

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

I loved you

I loved you
before I knew you lied
I've always been right here
So don't you try to deny
I've been right by your side
Then you started to
tell the truth
About all the girls you knew
I was already over
heels for you
I just don't know what to do
Oh I
I try but I can't shake you
Oh I
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
Leave me alone
stay out late
but don't even call
As long as you come home
Tell me you love me
when you don't at all
As long as you come home
Say you were
when you wasn't hangin' out
with your boys
As long as you come home
Boy you do you will
you won't or you don't
As long as you come home
Come tell me all of
those sweet lies
You used to whisper in my ear
I don't wanna fight
I just want you near
Don't need my girls
telling me
How stupid I am
Want everybody just
to let me be
I'm staying with my man
Oh I
I try but I can't shake you
Oh I
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
Leave me alone
stay out late
but don't even call
As long as you come home
Tell me you love me
when you don't at all
As long as you come home
Say you were
when you wasn't hangin' out
with your boys
As long as you come home
Boy you do you will
you won't or you don't
As long as you come home
Come home come home
come home
Come home
as long as you come home
I love you
I wish that you could
give up those streets

As long as you come home
Tell me you love me
As long as you come home
Say you were
As long as you come home
Boy you do you
Come home

Million Bucks Feat. Queenz Deliz

featuring Queenz Deliz

Brooke Valentine

3:32

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

Pass Us By

Brooke Valentine

3:50

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

He walked right by me
I knew he was a hottie
I had to back it up
So I can go and say hi hottie
He had a cute little booty
My thoughts moved through me
I had to get them digits
Got to mack them up smoothly
I say hey boy
You looking kinda cute
Wont you slip me
them digits On the cool
I wanna hook up with you real soon
I hope I aint to
Aggresive for you babe
I see you looking baby
dont be shy better catch me
now now now
I see you looking baby
dont be shy better catch me
now now now
pass us by by
Don't let us pass us by pass us by
Everything is right about him
He's just my type
Ain't no slippin my pimping
Gotta lock his thang tight
Though I'm not that kinda girl
There's a first for everything
When I see something I want
You know I spoiled as can be
I say hey boy
You looking kinda cute
So want you slip me
them digits On the cool
I wanna hook up with you real soon
I hope I aint to
Aggresive for you babe
I see you looking baby
dont be shy better catch me
now now now
I see you looking baby
dont be shy better catch me
now now now
Don't let us pass us by by
Don't let us pass us by pass us by
You could be the one to marry me
A house a dog
you can be my baby daddy
Don't let us pass us by by
Don't let us pass us by pass us by
I see you looking baby

I see you looking baby
oh baby oh baby
pass us by by
Don't let us pass us by pass us by

Playa

featuring Jermaine Dupri

Brooke Valentine

3:24

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

(Intro:)
(Jermaine:) U know what this is
Hey, oh
(Brooke:) Yeah, play on playa
(Jermaine:) Hey

(Hook:)
Playa where u come from?
Where did u get that body?
Shawty u got ya girl gone
I wanna know where....
Playa where did u get that look?
Baby, u got beautiful written all over you
I wanna know where....

(Verse 1:)
Sexy daddy can I kick it to u?
Shawty tell me ya name
I'm lookin' for a pretty thug
And I think I found one
so tell me whats the deal with ya
Shawty can I wear your chain?
Don't mean to be to forward
But u got me on one

(B-Sec:)
Cause u are what I need
And I got what u want
Why don't u try it baby
I know you'll like it baby
It feels so good
Oh so good
Fits so perfect
Like I knew you would (I wanna know)

(Hook:)
Playa where u come from?
Where did u get that body?
Shawty u got ya girl gone
I wanna know where....
Playa where did u get that look?
Baby, u got beautiful written all over you
I wanna know where....

(Verse 2:)
Now I ain't got the words
To describe how u feel
So baby just say the word
And we can get outta here
Cause I wanna luv u
So right do it all night

U are the truth
And I can't, can't deny it

(B-Sec:)
Cause u are what I need
And I got what u want
Why don't u try it baby
I know you'll like it baby
It feels so good
Oh so good
Fits so perfect
Like I knew you would (I wanna know)

(Hook:)
Playa where u come from?
Where did u get that body?
Shawty u got ya girl gone
I wanna know where....
Playa where did u get that look?
Baby, u got beautiful written all over you
I wanna know where....

(Breakdown:)
We like chain playa's shinin' clean
Screwed up tape throwed off that lean
So where u at playa? (Where u at?)
We like em rollin' swisha sweets
We like dem balla's makin' "green"
So where u at playa? (Where u at?)

(Jermaine Dupri Rap:)
I was at a jam the other night
I was sippin' on three
And the feelin' was right
I met a little sumthin' tryna do a little sumthin'
Man shawty had her own look planned
She was pullin' on a nigga
Hand playin' with a nigga
Pants all up on me
When we started to dance
First I just thought she was just playin' wit me
Until I heard all the stuff she was sayin' to me
Like...

(Hook:)
Playa where u come from?
Where did u get that body?
Shawty u got ya girl gone
I wanna know where....
Playa where did u get that look?
Baby, u got beautiful written all over you

(Intro:)
(Jermaine:) U know what this is
Hey, oh
(Brooke:) Yeah, play on playa
(Jermaine:) Hey

(Hook:)
Playa where u come from?
Where did u get that body?
Shawty u got ya girl gone
I wanna know where....
Playa where did u get that look?
Baby, u got beautiful written all over you
I wanna know where....

(Verse 1:)
Sexy daddy can I kick it to u?
Shawty tell me ya name
I'm lookin' for a pretty thug
And I think I found one
so tell me whats the deal with ya 
Shawty can I wear your chain?
Don't mean to be to forward 
But u got me on one

(B-Sec:)
Cause u are what I need
And I got what u want
Why don't u try it baby
I know you'll like it baby 
It feels so good
Oh so good
Fits so perfect
Like I knew you would (I wanna know)

(Verse 2:)
Now I ain't got the words 
To describe how u feel
So baby just say the word
And we can get outta here
Cause I wanna luv u
So right do it all night

U are the truth 
And I can't, can't deny it

(B-Sec:)
Cause u are what I need
And I got what u want
Why don't u try it baby
I know you'll like it baby 
It feels so good
Oh so good
Fits so perfect
Like I knew you would (I wanna know)

(Breakdown:)
We like chain playa's shinin' clean
Screwed up tape throwed off that lean
So where u at playa? (Where u at?)
We like em rollin' swisha sweets
We like dem balla's makin' "green"
So where u at playa? (Where u at?)

(Jermaine Dupri Rap:)
I was at a jam the other night
I was sippin' on three
And the feelin' was right
I met a little sumthin' tryna do a little sumthin'
Man shawty had her own look planned
She was pullin' on a nigga
Hand playin' with a nigga
Pants all up on me
When we started to dance
First I just thought she was just playin' wit me
Until I heard all the stuff she was sayin' to me
Like...

(Hook:)
Playa where u come from?
Where did u get that body?
Shawty u got ya girl gone
I wanna know where....
Playa where did u get that look?
Baby, u got beautiful written all over you

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Taste Of Dis

Brooke Valentine

4:22

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

I'm getting off about six
I'm rollin' trough da hood all anxious
Hitting up a party without a care
I told my girls
"I'll meet ya there!"

Tell me what sitting at home has done for u lately
Pick up your rump shake a leg bounce to the beat
Don't know why your posted up on your feet
'Cause it's so hot in here I know you can feel the heat

I'm feeling good I'm looking good
I'm pedicured I think I'm ready
We're the fliest chicks up in the spot
From coast to coast we hold it down fa sho

My money, my hair, my nails fixed, my walk,
My clothes, my limp, my girls, no man
Don't need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis

U wanna taste of dis
U wanna taste of dis
I can tell you really wanna taste of dis

Better get on up
I'ma make u dance
Watch back I'ma make u dance
This junk in da trunk will put a bump in ya pants

It's like Oh!
Yeah-Yeah
I know u wanna taste of dis
I can read your mind
I can read your lips
It's like Oh!
Yeah-Yeah

The party so packed people standing out in the streets
The guys are checkin' me out
Even the girls are lookin'
I'm not getting off the floor til I feel the burn in me
Just might take a fella home
If he know how to work that thang

I'm feeling good I'm looking good
I'm pedicured I think I'm ready
We're the fliest chicks up in the spot
From coast to coast we hold it down fa sho

My money, my hair, my nails fixed, my walk,
My clothes, my limp, my girls, no man
Don't need shit and I can tell you want a taste of dis

Tell Me Why? [You Don't Love Me]

Brooke Valentine

2:59

from Brooke Valentine - Chain Letter (2005)

Now you can say I'm addicted
I admit I'm afflicted
By the way you affected me so hard
I am helpless, boy you're just like a drug
You're like the illest bug
The way you're makin me sick
I just can't handle it

We steady breaking up, making up
Boy, ain't I good enough
Tell me what's wrong with us
Tell me what's wrong with us

I got whatchu want
I got whatchu need
Tell me why you don't love me

So while we going in circles
Boy you wanna show boat tellin all of ya friends
How you got me trippin'
I know I been on a slow route cause you cheated without doubt
But I ain't trying to to find another man
My 1st reaction was I invested too much time
You think I'm packing and you must lost your damn mind

Where is the love you don't show me
I'm in love, but love don't love me
Boy I can't believe you cheated
I forgive you, then you cheated
Come on, come on, come on
I just like an idiot, I just can't put up wit this
Come on, come on, come on