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from P.Y.T. - PYT (Down With Me) (2001)
Yeah Yeah Yeah Oww Oww hmm hmm
First time you said that you were leaving I cried 'cause you said you didn't need me But the second that I started seeing somebody else It's when ya had to come back to me (Gone) continued movin now I'm better I moved on To someone who would treat me better But now you're tripping 'cause you see I ain't all by myself And you won't let be me boy [Chorus:] Why you gonna call me on my phone? Every time you see another boy at my door Oh boy you should've thought of that before And now you want to come home And you're alone It's the same ol' same ol' sad scenario Every time you say you want to be so low Oh boy you should've never let me go But you've done it before And now I know its the same ol' same ol' Ooohhhh You thought that you could keep on dreaming This too you think that I won't keep on moving I admit it for a minute You was having your way What can I say? I wasn't over you (oh no) Things change You and me Best forget it(no no babe) No more playing i admit it Don't you get it boy You take it back tryin to say like it was yesterday? But boy But you never really ever cared about me Cause if you ever really cared about me Then it wouldn't take another man To make you understand That you want me (oh) Cause if you really ever cared about me You wouldn't ever broken my heart, left me And now you want to come back and call me up [Chorus] I told you (I told you) I'd leave (you know I told you) (I told you I would leave you) Next time (and it's the last time boy) Boy boy boy you were told lets get it on It's the same ol' same ol' same ol' same ol' Boy boy boy you were told let's get it on It's the same ol' same ol' same ol' same ol' [Chorus x3] |
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from P.Y.T. - PYT (Down With Me) (2001)
Yeah Yeah Yeah Oww Oww hmm hmm
First time you said that you were leaving I cried 'cause you said you didn't need me But the second that I started seeing somebody else It's when ya had to come back to me (Gone) continued movin now I'm better I moved on To someone who would treat me better But now you're tripping 'cause you see I ain't all by myself And you won't let be me boy [Chorus:] Why you gonna call me on my phone? Every time you see another boy at my door Oh boy you should've thought of that before And now you want to come home And you're alone It's the same ol' same ol' sad scenario Every time you say you want to be so low Oh boy you should've never let me go But you've done it before And now I know its the same ol' same ol' Ooohhhh You thought that you could keep on dreaming This too you think that I won't keep on moving I admit it for a minute You was having your way What can I say? I wasn't over you (oh no) Things change You and me Best forget it(no no babe) No more playing i admit it Don't you get it boy You take it back tryin to say like it was yesterday? But boy But you never really ever cared about me Cause if you ever really cared about me Then it wouldn't take another man To make you understand That you want me (oh) Cause if you really ever cared about me You wouldn't ever broken my heart, left me And now you want to come back and call me up [Chorus] I told you (I told you) I'd leave (you know I told you) (I told you I would leave you) Next time (and it's the last time boy) Boy boy boy you were told lets get it on It's the same ol' same ol' same ol' same ol' Boy boy boy you were told let's get it on It's the same ol' same ol' same ol' same ol' [Chorus x3] |
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from Sarai - Pack Ya Bags (2003)
Im about to shock the world
Bring it to ya now Jaws drop when you see this girl Big like whoa gotcha shook like I ain't know Girls that look like that could flow Causin chaos Sarai off the richter now Spit it from the heart drop it in proper style Got you shakin and bumpin E'rybody on the floor if you workin' with somethin' Vibe go right through ya Ooh what that groove do to ya Sound so sick through the stereo Flamin' out the box scaldin' hot Ice water couldn't stop hits burnin' ya block Edgy pop lil' rock wit that real hip hop Till ya body drop gotta pause to breathe Got those that didn't believe rockin wit me now I know you can't handle me I know ya'll aint ready for me This chick here ya'll bout to see gon change the situation I know you can't handle me I know ya'll aint ready for me Got ya'll up now waitin' to see Ya'll ain't really ready for me Ow and didn't even see me comin Beats steady bumpin I just broke em' off somethin' See em' frontin wit a whole lotta nothin' Like they was doin they thing but really wasn't See I ain't pressed for the spot light Camera keep flashin while I'm stuck at the stop light Yo what the hell just happened All ya'll followin' me just for rappin' Dam I got the world in a frenzy Haters gon' envy that don't offend me Wit' ya little attitude please don't tempt me Get ya gassed just to leave ya tank empty I ain't gon come if you sweat me If ya really want ya got to come and get me Dog I make ya shake and twist drop and bounce And repeat the hook that I spit out On 22s peelin pull up to the clizzub it's packed to the ceilin Bu |
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from Sarai - Pack Ya Bags (2003)
It's been along time comin locked in the lab wit a infa-red pen and a pad
A lot of chicks in tha game sound da same can't switch they style an they making me laugh They tickle me like (ha,ha,ha) it aint that hard spit raw 16 bars Dont make me have to pull your card rip it apart get'em shocked like they all seen god I got'em stuck amazed lost in a daze cause the pen dont stop for days 4 weeks 4 years I keep it movin driven by fears never losin Playin 2 win the game I'm in making they head spin Industry was needin me like emphysema patients need oxygen Cop whips off the the lots again rockin all spots im in North, South, East, West overseas and back again DJ's fiend for the wax 2 spin some of ya'll gon need some practicin Got everybody in the world sayin damn that's Sarai on the track again This is how it's gon be I've been workin hard For this puttin in all I got I'm a be a star for this Yo pardon Miss. excuse me but you got to make way I aint new to this stay true to this been doin this since back in the day I been puttin in work writing so much that my whole head start to hurt Up so late fall asleep hands on my face so tell me what its worth (It's Official) I stepped on you fell off and the dont miss you Bomb shit like missiles while you rip easy like wet tissues Issues you got to deal wit phenomenal styles is how I sealed it Hot flows hot beats I know you got to feel it I keeps it real wit everything I do dont have to pull tha front for you No they cant believe they ears how she spit the way she do It's official You know how much time I spent at home writing rhymes fiending for a microphone Like Eric B |
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from Sarai - Pack Ya Bags (2003)
You see a women got to do what a women got to do
If your man keep on trippin then you need to cut him loose Ain?t nothin he can do for you that he can?t do What I?m supposed to go Oh because he rollin on 22s No I?m not one of those after show hoes And if you don?t know I gots my own dough I only need you for companionship You can keep your chips ain?t no sponsorship I just need you to keep your lips between my hips That girl Sarai is a silly chick But on the really tip I got benefits This independent chicks And anything I want I gets Don?t even try me with those player scripts I know the game acting like you big money But really small change Boy please flee up out of my face You see its men like you that make us ladies say Pack Ya Bags That?s right you got to beat it boy All the blizzy blah I?m not hearing it boy I gave what you?re asking for Now don?t be blowing up my celly Cause your own ignore Ain?t no more walking threw my door Now come and get your shit off my porch And I know you hear in my voice But I had no choice You made me do it by force But you know your girl Gone be aiight I?m going to keep on moving Keep my head up high Probably chill until the time is right Until I feel that I need a man in my life But for now I?m going to keep it tight Until I burst under pressure When my temperature rise I?m on the women?s pride, feel me right So its ladies night Pack Ya Bags You got to go Cause I don?t want you being in my life no more I should have told you long time ago But my mind was saying yes And my heart said no Ya?ll know how that love thing go Hand your mind in a bind going out of control Be careful before you take that road Think it s a game but that thang ain?t no joke Let it be known if you see something wrong Cause understanding That will help you out in the long You got to come on strong And make him want to leave you alone And I put that on everything I love Don?t be scared kick that boy to the curb Pack Ya Bags |
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from Sarai - Pack Ya Bags (2003)
You see a women got to do what a women got to do
If your man keep on trippin then you need to cut him loose Ain?t nothin he can do for you that he can?t do What I?m supposed to go Oh because he rollin on 22s No I?m not one of those after show hoes And if you don?t know I gots my own dough I only need you for companionship You can keep your chips ain?t no sponsorship I just need you to keep your lips between my hips That girl Sarai is a silly chick But on the really tip I got benefits This independent chicks And anything I want I gets Don?t even try me with those player scripts I know the game acting like you big money But really small change Boy please flee up out of my face You see its men like you that make us ladies say Pack Ya Bags That?s right you got to beat it boy All the blizzy blah I?m not hearing it boy I gave what you?re asking for Now don?t be blowing up my celly Cause your own ignore Ain?t no more walking threw my door Now come and get your shit off my porch And I know you hear in my voice But I had no choice You made me do it by force But you know your girl Gone be aiight I?m going to keep on moving Keep my head up high Probably chill until the time is right Until I feel that I need a man in my life But for now I?m going to keep it tight Until I burst under pressure When my temperature rise I?m on the women?s pride, feel me right So its ladies night Pack Ya Bags You got to go Cause I don?t want you being in my life no more I should have told you long time ago But my mind was saying yes And my heart said no Ya?ll know how that love thing go Hand your mind in a bind going out of control Be careful before you take that road Think it s a game but that thang ain?t no joke Let it be known if you see something wrong Cause understanding That will help you out in the long You got to come on strong And make him want to leave you alone And I put that on everything I love Don?t be scared kick that boy to the curb Pack Ya Bags |
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from Sarai - Pack Ya Bags (2003)
You see a women got to do what a women got to do
If your man keep on trippin then you need to cut him loose Ain?t nothin he can do for you that he can?t do What I?m supposed to go Oh because he rollin on 22s No I?m not one of those after show hoes And if you don?t know I gots my own dough I only need you for companionship You can keep your chips ain?t no sponsorship I just need you to keep your lips between my hips That girl Sarai is a silly chick But on the really tip I got benefits This independent chicks And anything I want I gets Don?t even try me with those player scripts I know the game acting like you big money But really small change Boy please flee up out of my face You see its men like you that make us ladies say Pack Ya Bags That?s right you got to beat it boy All the blizzy blah I?m not hearing it boy I gave what you?re asking for Now don?t be blowing up my celly Cause your own ignore Ain?t no more walking threw my door Now come and get your shit off my porch And I know you hear in my voice But I had no choice You made me do it by force But you know your girl Gone be aiight I?m going to keep on moving Keep my head up high Probably chill until the time is right Until I feel that I need a man in my life But for now I?m going to keep it tight Until I burst under pressure When my temperature rise I?m on the women?s pride, feel me right So its ladies night Pack Ya Bags You got to go Cause I don?t want you being in my life no more I should have told you long time ago But my mind was saying yes And my heart said no Ya?ll know how that love thing go Hand your mind in a bind going out of control Be careful before you take that road Think it s a game but that thang ain?t no joke Let it be known if you see something wrong Cause understanding That will help you out in the long You got to come on strong And make him want to leave you alone And I put that on everything I love Don?t be scared kick that boy to the curb Pack Ya Bags |
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from Sarai - Pack Ya Bags (2003)
You see a women got to do what a women got to do
If your man keep on trippin then you need to cut him loose Ain?t nothin he can do for you that he can?t do What I?m supposed to go Oh because he rollin on 22s No I?m not one of those after show hoes And if you don?t know I gots my own dough I only need you for companionship You can keep your chips ain?t no sponsorship I just need you to keep your lips between my hips That girl Sarai is a silly chick But on the really tip I got benefits This independent chicks And anything I want I gets Don?t even try me with those player scripts I know the game acting like you big money But really small change Boy please flee up out of my face You see its men like you that make us ladies say Pack Ya Bags That?s right you got to beat it boy All the blizzy blah I?m not hearing it boy I gave what you?re asking for Now don?t be blowing up my celly Cause your own ignore Ain?t no more walking threw my door Now come and get your shit off my porch And I know you hear in my voice But I had no choice You made me do it by force But you know your girl Gone be aiight I?m going to keep on moving Keep my head up high Probably chill until the time is right Until I feel that I need a man in my life But for now I?m going to keep it tight Until I burst under pressure When my temperature rise I?m on the women?s pride, feel me right So its ladies night Pack Ya Bags You got to go Cause I don?t want you being in my life no more I should have told you long time ago But my mind was saying yes And my heart said no Ya?ll know how that love thing go Hand your mind in a bind going out of control Be careful before you take that road Think it s a game but that thang ain?t no joke Let it be known if you see something wrong Cause understanding That will help you out in the long You got to come on strong And make him want to leave you alone And I put that on everything I love Don?t be scared kick that boy to the curb Pack Ya Bags |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Questions in mind will I be accepted or not If not that's fine won't let it hold me down The mold I'm breakin out stereotypes Like she can't rip the mic she's white Get it right come to a show Come to a session at the studio watch me flow Watch the record sales watch me blow Watch me get em all sayin oohh look at her go It ain't like that at first till I drop that first verse Then cats eyes pop out like they brain gon burst Get up in the club bout to rip a show up They don't even know what im there for Girls be like I can't believe she showed up What's she doin here who let her in Don't she see she don't belong yo she don't fit in I don't fit in anywhere but everywhere at the same time Cuz all different types of people vibe off the same rhyme Instead of black and white could it be me and you Look inside my soul tell me whats visible Don't put me with the rest I'm an individual Sometimes the best things lye beyond the phyical People like you aren't supposed to do what you do People like me what the f*** people like you That prejudge and can't get beyond the color lines Corrupt children and they children's minds spread through bloodlines Hatred is not an instinct Get some education for ya ass and then tell me what ya think Learn from those I come in contact watch for attack Keep my guard up down for combat Can't back away cuz they don't see it my way Or they not used to people like me comin they way Only hate cuz people fear the unknown But fear drive me to take a chance and be bold Try to knock me down gotta stay on my toes Prevail winner of the game cuz they think I'm gon fold More than you see more than skin and bones More than blood more than flesh im soul Instead of black and white could it be me and you Look inside my soul tell me whats visible Don't put me with the rest I'm an individual Sometimes the best things lye beyond the phyical Yeah it gets rough being the minority's tough Yeah there's been times I felt like I had enough Bout to give up but I held strong Felt like lettin' go of my dreams but I held on I can't let anyone stand in my way Everyone got they opinion I don't care what they say Out of NY moved to the LI-TH-ONIA down to Ga Me and my roommate stand out in the complex Aint no thing I relate through rhyme contest Earn my respect through rhymes Rhymes help me get through times When ignorant people creep under my skin and get to mines I don't understand they mind state Talk about both sides of the board dog they make me irate Need to pick up a book and work they intellect And let respect gain respect Instead of black and white could it be me and you Look inside my soul tell me whats visible Don't put me with the rest I'm an individual Sometimes the best things lye beyond the phyical |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Im about to shock the world Bring it to ya now Jaws drop when you see this girl Big like whoa gotcha shook like I ain't know Girls that look like that could flow Causin chaos Sarai off the richter now Spit it from the heart drop it in proper style Got you shakin and bumpin E'rybody on the floor if you workin' with somethin' Vibe go right through ya Ooh what that groove do to ya Sound so sick through the stereo Flamin' out the box scaldin' hot Ice water couldn't stop hits burnin' ya block Edgy pop lil' rock wit that real hip hop Till ya body drop gotta pause to breathe Got those that didn't believe rockin wit me now I know you can't handle me I know ya'll aint ready for me This chick here ya'll bout to see gon change the situation I know you can't handle me I know ya'll aint ready for me Got ya'll up now waitin' to see Ya'll ain't really ready for me Ow and didn't even see me comin Beats steady bumpin I just broke em' off somethin' See em' frontin wit a whole lotta nothin' Like they was doin they thing but really wasn't See I ain't pressed for the spot light Camera keep flashin while I'm stuck at the stop light Yo what the hell just happened All ya'll followin' me just for rappin' Dam I got the world in a frenzy Haters gon' envy that don't offend me Wit' ya little attitude please don't tempt me Get ya gassed just to leave ya tank empty I ain't gon come if you sweat me If ya really want ya got to come and get me Dog I make ya shake and twist drop and bounce And repeat the hook that I spit out On 22s peelin pull up to the clizzub it's packed to the ceilin Bu |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Im about to shock the world
Bring it to ya now Jaws drop when you see this girl Big like whoa gotcha shook like I ain't know Girls that look like that could flow Causin chaos Sarai off the richter now Spit it from the heart drop it in proper style Got you shakin and bumpin E'rybody on the floor if you workin' with somethin' Vibe go right through ya Ooh what that groove do to ya Sound so sick through the stereo Flamin' out the box scaldin' hot Ice water couldn't stop hits burnin' ya block Edgy pop lil' rock wit that real hip hop Till ya body drop gotta pause to breathe Got those that didn't believe rockin wit me now I know you can't handle me I know ya'll aint ready for me This chick here ya'll bout to see gon change the situation I know you can't handle me I know ya'll aint ready for me Got ya'll up now waitin' to see Ya'll ain't really ready for me Ow and didn't even see me comin Beats steady bumpin I just broke em' off somethin' See em' frontin wit a whole lotta nothin' Like they was doin they thing but really wasn't See I ain't pressed for the spot light Camera keep flashin while I'm stuck at the stop light Yo what the hell just happened All ya'll followin' me just for rappin' Dam I got the world in a frenzy Haters gon' envy that don't offend me Wit' ya little attitude please don't tempt me Get ya gassed just to leave ya tank empty I ain't gon come if you sweat me If ya really want ya got to come and get me Dog I make ya shake and twist drop and bounce And repeat the hook that I spit out On 22s peelin pull up to the clizzub it's packed to the ceilin Bu |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
It all started like this
Ninth grade freshman year So happy to be in high school I shedded a tear So many cute dudes to choose from I knew it was one That was right for me Well I thought at least He was the big guy on campus On the football team Basketball homecoming He was voted for king And there was me I was on the cheerleading squad Sweet six-teen looking for love in my heart It was a beautiful thing from the start I must say only problem was My parents was strict They ain't play No phone calls after eight No staying out late I'm like dam give me a break Hormones kicking in Start displaying my shape More concern with my looks Then my books and grades Headed no where fast I was on my way Curiosity come on I know yall relate It's been a year now I'm a sophomore Mature and know more But still I'm young and dumb And plus I'm unsure Who I am What the future has in store Man I'm trying to be grown Cuz my parents now divorced I took a charge to roll with Dough Boy Moms tried to force me to move to New York But of course that plan it fail short She found herself caught up in court For child support Drama problems of all sorts Stressing started smoking new ports Carefree about the ones who care for me Lost teen giving up on my dream And as worst as it seems Had me thinking crazy things Like suicide that better everything if I jus die Fullblown without guidance or a home I'm startin to get stomache pains That's strange what could be wrong What do I do I ask myself everyday A child given birth to a child What can I say This wasn't |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
It all started like this
Ninth grade freshman year So happy to be in high school I shedded a tear So many cute dudes to choose from I knew it was one That was right for me Well I thought at least He was the big guy on campus On the football team Basketball homecoming He was voted for king And there was me I was on the cheerleading squad Sweet six-teen looking for love in my heart It was a beautiful thing from the start I must say only problem was My parents was strict They ain't play No phone calls after eight No staying out late I'm like dam give me a break Hormones kicking in Start displaying my shape More concern with my looks Then my books and grades Headed no where fast I was on my way Curiosity come on I know yall relate It's been a year now I'm a sophomore Mature and know more But still I'm young and dumb And plus I'm unsure Who I am What the future has in store Man I'm trying to be grown Cuz my parents now divorced I took a charge to roll with Dough Boy Moms tried to force me to move to New York But of course that plan it fail short She found herself caught up in court For child support Drama problems of all sorts Stressing started smoking new ports Carefree about the ones who care for me Lost teen giving up on my dream And as worst as it seems Had me thinking crazy things Like suicide that better everything if I jus die Fullblown without guidance or a home I'm startin to get stomache pains That's strange what could be wrong What do I do I ask myself everyday A child given birth to a child What can I say This wasn't |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
It's been along time comin locked in the lab wit a infa-red pen and a pad
A lot of chicks in tha game sound da same can't switch they style an they making me laugh They tickle me like (ha,ha,ha) it aint that hard spit raw 16 bars Dont make me have to pull your card rip it apart get'em shocked like they all seen god I got'em stuck amazed lost in a daze cause the pen dont stop for days 4 weeks 4 years I keep it movin driven by fears never losin Playin 2 win the game I'm in making they head spin Industry was needin me like emphysema patients need oxygen Cop whips off the the lots again rockin all spots im in North, South, East, West overseas and back again DJ's fiend for the wax 2 spin some of ya'll gon need some practicin Got everybody in the world sayin damn that's Sarai on the track again This is how it's gon be I've been workin hard For this puttin in all I got I'm a be a star for this Yo pardon Miss. excuse me but you got to make way I aint new to this stay true to this been doin this since back in the day I been puttin in work writing so much that my whole head start to hurt Up so late fall asleep hands on my face so tell me what its worth (It's Official) I stepped on you fell off and the dont miss you Bomb shit like missiles while you rip easy like wet tissues Issues you got to deal wit phenomenal styles is how I sealed it Hot flows hot beats I know you got to feel it I keeps it real wit everything I do dont have to pull tha front for you No they cant believe they ears how she spit the way she do It's official You know how much time I spent at home writing rhymes fiending for a microphone Like Eric B |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
It's been along time comin locked in the lab wit a infa-red pen and a pad
A lot of chicks in tha game sound da same can't switch they style an they making me laugh They tickle me like (ha,ha,ha) it aint that hard spit raw 16 bars Dont make me have to pull your card rip it apart get'em shocked like they all seen god I got'em stuck amazed lost in a daze cause the pen dont stop for days 4 weeks 4 years I keep it movin driven by fears never losin Playin 2 win the game I'm in making they head spin Industry was needin me like emphysema patients need oxygen Cop whips off the the lots again rockin all spots im in North, South, East, West overseas and back again DJ's fiend for the wax 2 spin some of ya'll gon need some practicin Got everybody in the world sayin damn that's Sarai on the track again This is how it's gon be I've been workin hard For this puttin in all I got I'm a be a star for this Yo pardon Miss. excuse me but you got to make way I aint new to this stay true to this been doin this since back in the day I been puttin in work writing so much that my whole head start to hurt Up so late fall asleep hands on my face so tell me what its worth (It's Official) I stepped on you fell off and the dont miss you Bomb shit like missiles while you rip easy like wet tissues Issues you got to deal wit phenomenal styles is how I sealed it Hot flows hot beats I know you got to feel it I keeps it real wit everything I do dont have to pull tha front for you No they cant believe they ears how she spit the way she do It's official You know how much time I spent at home writing rhymes fiending for a microphone Like Eric B |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Once again standin' here cryin out Energy gone my insides dyin' out Wishin' you was dead or somewhere lyin' out Every time you open ya mouth lies flyin' out Remember when we first met you wit' ya crew Me wit' my girls doin' what we usually do You wit' ya game comin' at me askin' my name Knew it was love first sight you said it the same Talked on the phone the whole night vibe feelin' so right Every step pointin' to love the future so bright Till this girl in my class told me she was pregnant And that you was the dad How she wasn't jealous of me or nothin' I had How you cheated on her several times and treated her bad And as she was tellin' me that my whole world collapsed Feelin' like a fool still in love wit' you [Chorus (2x):] Mommy always told me 'bout life Life never plays to be nice Tragedy's all in my life Love is what destroyed my life, life What tricks you gon' play now Nothin' you could say cuz everything is clear now I can see where I made my mistakes Stayin' home a good girlfriend gimmie a break I'd be home alone callin' you catchin' the shakes Every minute till you call back adrealine raced Left me hangin' on my birthday when I stayed at ya place You came home the next morning I just stared in ya face Knew where you was actin' dumb it tore me apart Took it out on your things put the key to your car Felt like you had a knife all this pain in my heart Deep down though still wishin' we could restart For a second I was on top swore I had the cream Rude awakeing nothin' come to sleepers but a dream It's sinkin' in never really loved me and it seemed What was I thinking I was only in my teens [Chorus (2x):] Mommy always told me 'bout life Life never plays to be nice Tragedy's all in my life Love is what destroyed my life, life Nowadays when I see you I don't feel bad Got a real love in my life you be a real dad For once in ya life try doin' somethin' right By now you should be ready to slow it down Cuz you know what go 'round come back 'round Even though it hurt to let you go I had to roll A demon in disguise you was tryna take my soul Couldn't make a move you was tryna take control In a way I could only balme myself naive I made the choice to be wit' you and no one else indeed A picture in a broken frame upon the shelf indeed Had to take a lil' time to know myself Every now and then and then I start to reminisce wantin' ya kiss Even though I know it's dangerous Every now and then I start to reminisce For real even though I know it's so dangerous [Chorus (4x):] Mommy always told me 'bout life Life never plays to be nice Tragedy's all in my life Love is what destroyed my life, life [Jaguar:] What a chick gotta do to get some love? What I gotta do to say enough is enough? What's the point of bein' wit somebody, that only bring ya down Goin 'round and 'round [Chorus (till end):] Mommy always told me 'bout life Life never plays to be nice Tragedy's all in my life Love is what destroyed my life, life |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Once again standin' here cryin out
Energy gone my insides dyin' out Wishin' you was dead or somewhere lyin' out Every time you open ya mouth lies flyin' out Remember when we first met you wit' ya crew Me wit' my girls doin' what we usually do You wit' ya game comin' at me askin' my name Knew it was love first sight you said it the same Talked on the phone the whole night vibe feelin' so right Every step pointin' to love the future so bright Till this girl in my class told me she was pregnant And that you was the dad How she wasn't jealous of me or nothin' I had How you cheated on her several times and treated her bad And as she was tellin' me that my whole world collapsed Feelin' like a fool still in love wit' you [Chorus (2x):] Mommy always told me 'bout life Life never plays to be nice Tragedy's all in my life Love is what destroyed my life, life What tricks you gon' play now Nothin' you could say cuz everything is clear now I can see where I made my mistakes Stayin' home a good girlfriend gimmie a break I'd be home alone callin' you catchin' the shakes Every minute till you call back adrealine raced Left me hangin' on my birthday when I stayed at ya place You came home the next morning I just stared in ya face Knew where you was actin' dumb it tore me apart Took it out on your things put the key to your car Felt like you had a knife all this pain in my heart Deep down though still wishin' we could restart For a second I was on top swore I had the cream Rude awakeing nothin' come to sleepers but a dream It's sinkin' in never really loved me and it seemed What was I thinking I was only in my teens [Chorus (2x):] Mommy always told me 'bout life Life never plays to be nice Tragedy's all in my life Love is what destroyed my life, life Nowadays when I see you I don't feel bad Got a real love in my life you be a real dad For once in ya life try doin' somethin' right By now you should be ready to slow it down Cuz you know what go 'round come back 'round Even though it hurt to let you go I had to roll A demon in disguise you was tryna take my soul Couldn't make a move you was tryna take control In a way I could only balme myself naive I made the choice to be wit' you and no one else indeed A picture in a broken frame upon the shelf indeed Had to take a lil' time to know myself Every now and then and then I start to reminisce wantin' ya kiss Even though I know it's dangerous Every now and then I start to reminisce For real even though I know it's so dangerous [Chorus (4x):] Mommy always told me 'bout life Life never plays to be nice Tragedy's all in my life Love is what destroyed my life, life [Jaguar:] What a chick gotta do to get some love? What I gotta do to say enough is enough? What's the point of bein' wit somebody, that only bring ya down Goin 'round and 'round [Chorus (till end):] Mommy always told me 'bout life Life never plays to be nice Tragedy's all in my life Love is what destroyed my life, life |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
hey mr. dj turn the music up loud
and everybody move on to the dance floor now lock em up cause we best get down off the chain like they do it in the south everybody just having a good time got my eyes on the guys because they so fine thats right so i can get drunk how much junk you got in that trunk come out the house get on the street here see low let out the clothes and freak act a fool you can do whachu want get loose cause the track be that funk groove to the bump just break it down make ya trunk bobble with that extra bounce make it touch the ground then raise it up like the garbage men do with the dump truck ladies hands up lemme see you shake ya stuff a-b-c and d cups little bitty and a big ol' butt fella's hands high lemme see you work it out one time put your body against mine, c'mon baby grind oh here we go time to shake that ass on the dance floor jiggle that thing like jello all my rich chicks, and the girls in the ghetto so we go get drunk, til' you fall that's right in the club or either in your bumpin ride slim a big bone don't matter you're size don't matter if you're black or white all shapes and sizes spread love world wide i mean we all the same color inside so why divide, i mean there's no reason why east coast to the west side mid-west to the south we tight thats to show you please believe ima stay being me, and the change of me like trick see i luv the kids so i got to work out for as long as i live i'm tryna be the best thing coming out this year to rock you to tril and thats the scrill but for now just break it down make ya trunk bobble with that extra bounce make it touch the ground then raise it up like the garbage men do with the dump truck ladies hands up lemme see you shake ya stuff a-b-c and d cups little bitty and a big ol' butt fella's hands high lemme see you work it out one time put your body against mine, c'mon baby grind ladies hands up lemme see you shake ya stuff a-b-c and d cups little bitty and a big ol' butt fella's hands high lemme see you work it out one time put your body against mine, c'mon baby grind tube tops, t-shirts, blue jeans, mini skirts overtime make it work wobble that ass til' the thing hurt white beaters, throw backs, fitted caps, bucket hats no matter where you from where you at shake that shit like how you luv that everybody get your boogie on party all night til' the break of dawn, c'mon put your hands in the air and wave em around like you just don't care, yeah front to the back over there vip area, ballas upstairs get booked and cop ya chairs at the top of your lungs and let me hear, yeah just break it down make ya trunk bobble with that extra bounce make it touch the ground then raise it up like the garbage men do with the dump truck ladies hands up lemme see you shake ya stuff a-b-c and d cups little bitty and a big ol' butt fella's hands high lemme see you work it out one time put your body against mine, c'mon baby grind ladies hands up lemme see you shake ya stuff a-b-c and d cups little bitty and a big ol' butt fella's hands high lemme see you work it out one time put your body against mine, c'mon baby grind |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
hey mr. dj turn the music up loud and everybody move on to the dance floor now lock em up cause we best get down off the chain like they do it in the south everybody just having a good time got my eyes on the guys because they so fine thats right so i can get drunk how much junk you got in that trunk come out the house get on the street here see low let out the clothes and freak act a fool you can do whachu want get loose cause the track be that funk groove to the bump just break it down make ya trunk bobble with that extra bounce make it touch the ground then raise it up like the garbage men do with the dump truck ladies hands up lemme see you shake ya stuff a-b-c and d cups little bitty and a big ol' butt fella's hands high lemme see you work it out one time put your body against mine, c'mon baby grind oh here we go time to shake that ass on the dance floor jiggle that thing like jello all my rich chicks, and the girls in the ghetto so we go get drunk, til' you fall that's right in the club or either in your bumpin ride slim a big bone don't matter you're size don't matter if you're black or white all shapes and sizes spread love world wide i mean we all the same color inside so why divide, i mean there's no reason why east coast to the west side mid-west to the south we tight thats to show you please believe ima stay being me, and the change of me like trick see i luv the kids so i got to work out for as long as i live i'm tryna be the best thing coming out this year to rock you to tril and thats the scrill but for now just break it down make ya trunk bobble with that extra bounce make it touch the ground then raise it up like the garbage men do with the dump truck ladies hands up lemme see you shake ya stuff a-b-c and d cups little bitty and a big ol' butt fella's hands high lemme see you work it out one time put your body against mine, c'mon baby grind ladies hands up lemme see you shake ya stuff a-b-c and d cups little bitty and a big ol' butt fella's hands high lemme see you work it out one time put your body against mine, c'mon baby grind tube tops, t-shirts, blue jeans, mini skirts overtime make it work wobble that ass til' the thing hurt white beaters, throw backs, fitted caps, bucket hats no matter where you from where you at shake that shit like how you luv that everybody get your boogie on party all night til' the break of dawn, c'mon put your hands in the air and wave em around like you just don't care, yeah front to the back over there vip area, ballas upstairs get booked and cop ya chairs at the top of your lungs and let me hear, yeah just break it down make ya trunk bobble with that extra bounce make it touch the ground then raise it up like the garbage men do with the dump truck ladies hands up lemme see you shake ya stuff a-b-c and d cups little bitty and a big ol' butt fella's hands high lemme see you work it out one time put your body against mine, c'mon baby grind ladies hands up lemme see you shake ya stuff a-b-c and d cups little bitty and a big ol' butt fella's hands high lemme see you work it out one time put your body against mine, c'mon baby grind |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Bring it on back to the young days when things wasn't so hard Playin kickball in the school yard The year before kindergarten when memories started at the day care All the Little kids used to play there We had no worries just hated nap time but fingerpaintin' and playin' tag was fine And we would all run around except for this girl She stayed in the corner, Yeah her name was Mary Anne She missed half of the school days scince the year began Never wore a shirt that showed more than her hands She rockin' jeans & Long sleeves in like 90 degrees You know lil' kids they treat her like she got a disease Came in 1 day all her hair was gone Said her mamma cut it off cause she did something wrong Tears in her eyes when she finally said somethin Usually she would get scared and wouldn't say nothin Days that went by, she had to cry, wonder why did it happen to me Day after day, she slipped away, wonder why did it happen to me Elementary she got the seat next to me Lucky i wasnt mean like the rest could be She treated like an outcast wonder how long she could outlast Bein alienated by the whole class It was still touch and go with the whole school scenario In for days out for weeks still scared to speak I wonder if that one time she had tried to tell and the teacher shrugged her off like Oh Well I wonder if that shut her down Maybe she had no one to turn to Maybe this little girl didnt know what to do We had a project one week me and Mary Anne a team So i invited her to my house for ice cream She bangin on the door at the house invite her to sit on the couch She looked me in the eyes Mary Anne began to cry I said what's wrong she said she wanted someone to tell her why Days that went by, she had to cry, wonder why did it happen to me Day after day she slipped away, wonder why did it happen to me After that incident she didnt really want to talk to me I'd see her in the hall Call out but she wouldnt walk with me Junior high she got cover up caked up You could see the bruises underneath the make - up Stories to make up people askin question now She breakin down but still no confessions now She walk around dazed out lost in another land spaced out And as days go by she grows more distant Teachers barely aware of her existance She in and out more out than in And one day i'm in class The ambulance pass screechin Down by the artroom off to the right in the bathroom They found Mary Anne on the floor A bottle next to her Said she took like 50 pills or more And left a note that said she couldnt handle it no more Days that went by, she had to cry, wonder why did it happen to me Day after day she slipped away, wonder why did it happen to me |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Bring it on back to the young days when things wasn't so hard
Playin kickball in the school yard The year before kindergarten when memories started at the day care All the Little kids used to play there We had no worries just hated nap time but fingerpaintin' and playin' tag was fine And we would all run around except for this girl She stayed in the corner, Yeah her name was Mary Anne She missed half of the school days scince the year began Never wore a shirt that showed more than her hands She rockin' jeans & Long sleeves in like 90 degrees You know lil' kids they treat her like she got a disease Came in 1 day all her hair was gone Said her mamma cut it off cause she did something wrong Tears in her eyes when she finally said somethin Usually she would get scared and wouldn't say nothin Days that went by, she had to cry, wonder why did it happen to me Day after day, she slipped away, wonder why did it happen to me Elementary she got the seat next to me Lucky i wasnt mean like the rest could be She treated like an outcast wonder how long she could outlast Bein alienated by the whole class It was still touch and go with the whole school scenario In for days out for weeks still scared to speak I wonder if that one time she had tried to tell and the teacher shrugged her off like Oh Well I wonder if that shut her down Maybe she had no one to turn to Maybe this little girl didnt know what to do We had a project one week me and Mary Anne a team So i invited her to my house for ice cream She bangin on the door at the house invite her to sit on the couch She looked me in the eyes Mary Anne began to cry I said what's wrong she said she wanted someone to tell her why Days that went by, she had to cry, wonder why did it happen to me Day after day she slipped away, wonder why did it happen to me After that incident she didnt really want to talk to me I'd see her in the hall Call out but she wouldnt walk with me Junior high she got cover up caked up You could see the bruises underneath the make - up Stories to make up people askin question now She breakin down but still no confessions now She walk around dazed out lost in another land spaced out And as days go by she grows more distant Teachers barely aware of her existance She in and out more out than in And one day i'm in class The ambulance pass screechin Down by the artroom off to the right in the bathroom They found Mary Anne on the floor A bottle next to her Said she took like 50 pills or more And left a note that said she couldnt handle it no more Days that went by, she had to cry, wonder why did it happen to me Day after day she slipped away, wonder why did it happen to me |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Dam I wish you peoples would just mind your business
Dam I wish you peoples would just mind your business You wanna know what's get's me pissed? More then my period is a nosy bitch Always asking question and shit Getting all up in my business Probably whiff when I shit Worst then the media with followin shit Sabotage autobiography photography shit Always startin arguments over wrong information So ridiculous stupid idiots Probably on heard part of it But that's what happens when you known You targeted haters Instigators put your life in the paper The media can either make you or break you Make a chick sick wanna drink with no chaser Get away vacate to some place in Jamaica So I can puff all the ganja I wanna And don't have to worry Bout them runnin up on you I don't get it with these nosy folks All up in yours they be killin me you And eminem yes I'm feeling him yo Cause there's a Stan fan everywhere you go But where was they when you was broke Or maybe so before you were even known Two-wayin me calling even come to my home Man I wish they would leave me alone Dear god could you help me here And close all these nosy peoples ears It's not the fans who I'm talking to It's those irritating nosy mothahushup's Who wanna what know everything about you Who you know places you go Things you like to do Just because I rather not have my life on the news With some cake face reporter Saying back to you bob If somebody in ya business Touch your nose Always trying to know yours Touch your nose Always asking questions Touch your nose Always in my grill Touch your nose Don't worry abo |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Dam I wish you peoples would just mind your business Dam I wish you peoples would just mind your business You wanna know what's get's me pissed? More then my period is a nosy bitch Always asking question and shit Getting all up in my business Probably whiff when I shit Worst then the media with followin shit Sabotage autobiography photography shit Always startin arguments over wrong information So ridiculous stupid idiots Probably on heard part of it But that's what happens when you known You targeted haters Instigators put your life in the paper The media can either make you or break you Make a chick sick wanna drink with no chaser Get away vacate to some place in Jamaica So I can puff all the ganja I wanna And don't have to worry Bout them runnin up on you I don't get it with these nosy folks All up in yours they be killin me you And eminem yes I'm feeling him yo Cause there's a Stan fan everywhere you go But where was they when you was broke Or maybe so before you were even known Two-wayin me calling even come to my home Man I wish they would leave me alone Dear god could you help me here And close all these nosy peoples ears It's not the fans who I'm talking to It's those irritating nosy mothahushup's Who wanna what know everything about you Who you know places you go Things you like to do Just because I rather not have my life on the news With some cake face reporter Saying back to you bob If somebody in ya business Touch your nose Always trying to know yours Touch your nose Always asking questions Touch your nose Always in my grill Touch your nose Don't worry abo |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
You see a women got to do what a women got to do
If your man keep on trippin then you need to cut him loose Ain?t nothin he can do for you that he can?t do What I?m supposed to go Oh because he rollin on 22s No I?m not one of those after show hoes And if you don?t know I gots my own dough I only need you for companionship You can keep your chips ain?t no sponsorship I just need you to keep your lips between my hips That girl Sarai is a silly chick But on the really tip I got benefits This independent chicks And anything I want I gets Don?t even try me with those player scripts I know the game acting like you big money But really small change Boy please flee up out of my face You see its men like you that make us ladies say Pack Ya Bags That?s right you got to beat it boy All the blizzy blah I?m not hearing it boy I gave what you?re asking for Now don?t be blowing up my celly Cause your own ignore Ain?t no more walking threw my door Now come and get your shit off my porch And I know you hear in my voice But I had no choice You made me do it by force But you know your girl Gone be aiight I?m going to keep on moving Keep my head up high Probably chill until the time is right Until I feel that I need a man in my life But for now I?m going to keep it tight Until I burst under pressure When my temperature rise I?m on the women?s pride, feel me right So its ladies night Pack Ya Bags You got to go Cause I don?t want you being in my life no more I should have told you long time ago But my mind was saying yes And my heart said no Ya?ll know how that love thing go Hand your mind in a bind going out of control Be careful before you take that road Think it s a game but that thang ain?t no joke Let it be known if you see something wrong Cause understanding That will help you out in the long You got to come on strong And make him want to leave you alone And I put that on everything I love Don?t be scared kick that boy to the curb Pack Ya Bags |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
You see a women got to do what a women got to do If your man keep on trippin then you need to cut him loose Ain?t nothin he can do for you that he can?t do What I?m supposed to go Oh because he rollin on 22s No I?m not one of those after show hoes And if you don?t know I gots my own dough I only need you for companionship You can keep your chips ain?t no sponsorship I just need you to keep your lips between my hips That girl Sarai is a silly chick But on the really tip I got benefits This independent chicks And anything I want I gets Don?t even try me with those player scripts I know the game acting like you big money But really small change Boy please flee up out of my face You see its men like you that make us ladies say Pack Ya Bags That?s right you got to beat it boy All the blizzy blah I?m not hearing it boy I gave what you?re asking for Now don?t be blowing up my celly Cause your own ignore Ain?t no more walking threw my door Now come and get your shit off my porch And I know you hear in my voice But I had no choice You made me do it by force But you know your girl Gone be aiight I?m going to keep on moving Keep my head up high Probably chill until the time is right Until I feel that I need a man in my life But for now I?m going to keep it tight Until I burst under pressure When my temperature rise I?m on the women?s pride, feel me right So its ladies night Pack Ya Bags You got to go Cause I don?t want you being in my life no more I should have told you long time ago But my mind was saying yes And my heart said no Ya?ll know how that love thing go Hand your mind in a bind going out of control Be careful before you take that road Think it s a game but that thang ain?t no joke Let it be known if you see something wrong Cause understanding That will help you out in the long You got to come on strong And make him want to leave you alone And I put that on everything I love Don?t be scared kick that boy to the curb Pack Ya Bags |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
[Verse 1:]
How many dimes you done dropped the same lines to Played games and lied to got inside ooh Don't even want to think about it Somebody tried to tell me all them games you played around wit' You tellin the truth doubt it Did you ever really keep it real when it counted I release myself and roll out Said ya'd never lie but ya sold out Before ya know it I'm gone With short notice cuz I played them games way too long I'm movin on movin up movin out Sit and think about why you losin out Missed ya chance to experience real romance Now I'm workin the club while you save the last dance Standin there wit' ya hand out Had me fooled for a minute but time just ran out [Chorus:] Ay yo I swear to you Sarai what up I would never dare lie OK I believe you Swear to you Sarai you the only girl in my life OK I believe you [Verse 2:] Yeah OK I believe you better get it through your thick head That I don't need you Phone calls wit' the hang-up Or it's ya boys wit' an invite to a chick's house you could go gang up Tag team hittin girls from rag team The rat heads boost ya ego to a fat head Comin wit' lies I don't deserve saw you as the center of my earth I see you know just dirt What's it worth for me to stick around and see you lie Right to my face and it's supposed to be alright Well it's not and I've had enough Hit the whammy dog should've stopped pressin your luck I used be like what's up baby now I'm like what Used to drive me crazy now I'm just nuts Used to wanna hear you talk now I'm like shut up Used to care now I don't give a fuck [Chorus Repeat] [Hook:] I would never lie to you-Stop Never lie to you-Please Never lie to you-OK-never never never So I'm the only one right Well who keep pagin you at like 2 every night Claim I'm the love of your life well how it go Out of mind when you out of sight so When I step away it's like the wifey get away You start spittin game askin for the number and name of every dame That walk by so I dead it see the chalk line Hop on hers you off mine now if ya don't mind I got somewhere to be That'd be anywhere that you're not next to me I have no desire to waste my time on liars Kill all the noise like a hitman for hire You had it let it go now ya want this Gotta break out leave ya heart broke like ya promise I could've forgiven you everyone makes mistakes But I only deal wit real and you fake [Chorus repeat x2 and hook x2] |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
[Verse 1:] How many dimes you done dropped the same lines to Played games and lied to got inside ooh Don't even want to think about it Somebody tried to tell me all them games you played around wit' You tellin the truth doubt it Did you ever really keep it real when it counted I release myself and roll out Said ya'd never lie but ya sold out Before ya know it I'm gone With short notice cuz I played them games way too long I'm movin on movin up movin out Sit and think about why you losin out Missed ya chance to experience real romance Now I'm workin the club while you save the last dance Standin there wit' ya hand out Had me fooled for a minute but time just ran out [Chorus:] Ay yo I swear to you Sarai what up I would never dare lie OK I believe you Swear to you Sarai you the only girl in my life OK I believe you [Verse 2:] Yeah OK I believe you better get it through your thick head That I don't need you Phone calls wit' the hang-up Or it's ya boys wit' an invite to a chick's house you could go gang up Tag team hittin girls from rag team The rat heads boost ya ego to a fat head Comin wit' lies I don't deserve saw you as the center of my earth I see you know just dirt What's it worth for me to stick around and see you lie Right to my face and it's supposed to be alright Well it's not and I've had enough Hit the whammy dog should've stopped pressin your luck I used be like what's up baby now I'm like what Used to drive me crazy now I'm just nuts Used to wanna hear you talk now I'm like shut up Used to care now I don't give a fuck [Chorus Repeat] [Hook:] I would never lie to you-Stop Never lie to you-Please Never lie to you-OK-never never never So I'm the only one right Well who keep pagin you at like 2 every night Claim I'm the love of your life well how it go Out of mind when you out of sight so When I step away it's like the wifey get away You start spittin game askin for the number and name of every dame That walk by so I dead it see the chalk line Hop on hers you off mine now if ya don't mind I got somewhere to be That'd be anywhere that you're not next to me I have no desire to waste my time on liars Kill all the noise like a hitman for hire You had it let it go now ya want this Gotta break out leave ya heart broke like ya promise I could've forgiven you everyone makes mistakes But I only deal wit real and you fake [Chorus repeat x2 and hook x2] |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Forget what mama told me as a little girl
Bout to get grown get on and rock your world Your body telling my body how ya song goes While your smackin my bum bum like ya bongos Ride it like Tonto I'll be ya sidekick The sweetest song sang When the mouth silent When you doin what your doin get the movin the tongue Tornado Oh I ain't in Kansas no more I aint no hoe no whore I deserve a reward Waterbed make waves like the seashore I see more in you than the average joe So ya don't see the trash where the average go It aint standard to have a dude in my clutch Sometimes I buck hold on the ride gets rough I feel I must touch at the Double barrel gun baby we both bust Ya make me feel like dancing When ya get to romancin' me Make me wanna sing so sweet Body to body I feel your beat Ya make me wanna freak out Ain't no way I'm going home lonely Make me feel like sweatin forgetin' Everything my mama told me You and the liquor got my eyes blurrin' And when you licka' the kitten For certain she get to purrin Ridin' the wave got me surfin Eatin' what I'm serving I'll play the game show me what's behind the curtain All this flirtin got me urgin to get working Bodies mergin hot like chicken jerkin X-rated version Me and this person Getting down in the dirt and grabin his shirt and his jeans Perkin having him hittin high notes like MC in Fantasy Could it be you and me on an island wilin' You down low like you deep sea divin Worlds collidin emotions explodin Juices flowin The climax approachin face soakin of |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
Forget what mama told me as a little girl Bout to get grown get on and rock your world Your body telling my body how ya song goes While your smackin my bum bum like ya bongos Ride it like Tonto I'll be ya sidekick The sweetest song sang When the mouth silent When you doin what your doin get the movin the tongue Tornado Oh I ain't in Kansas no more I aint no hoe no whore I deserve a reward Waterbed make waves like the seashore I see more in you than the average joe So ya don't see the trash where the average go It aint standard to have a dude in my clutch Sometimes I buck hold on the ride gets rough I feel I must touch at the Double barrel gun baby we both bust Ya make me feel like dancing When ya get to romancin' me Make me wanna sing so sweet Body to body I feel your beat Ya make me wanna freak out Ain't no way I'm going home lonely Make me feel like sweatin forgetin' Everything my mama told me You and the liquor got my eyes blurrin' And when you licka' the kitten For certain she get to purrin Ridin' the wave got me surfin Eatin' what I'm serving I'll play the game show me what's behind the curtain All this flirtin got me urgin to get working Bodies mergin hot like chicken jerkin X-rated version Me and this person Getting down in the dirt and grabin his shirt and his jeans Perkin having him hittin high notes like MC in Fantasy Could it be you and me on an island wilin' You down low like you deep sea divin Worlds collidin emotions explodin Juices flowin The climax approachin face soakin of |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
[Verse One]
I don't bust guns, I bust rhymes to see funds Four-four caliber tongue, you want some? Let me know, K.O. flows, ya gots none Let me know, that you don't speak 'til I'm done And ya know, double-S straight to ya chest Storch and Sarai, now who the best? He's all I work with y'all, nuttin less Infra-Red's the click I rep to the death Hold tight, see light ya just might Back hand like Van Damme all on the mic stand .. go off like Lara Croft Fire hair, hard body, killin you so soft Like it better when they turn the lights off Get gone, get in the zone, let's get it on It's a shame, you was smilin when you came Cryin when you left, what, thought it was a game? C'mon [Chorus] No matter what they say, I'm just gon' do my thing Straight up hurt this game, y'all know you could never hold me Though they hate a lot, I still come out on top Try to take my spot, y'all know you could never hold me [Verse Two] I got, nuttin but hits that's hot Came in at the top from the first single dropped I'm everything that yo' not, takin yo' spot I Sarai be the sho' shot Soon as I stepped on stage I blow spots Got Liberace feelin my ghost, I glow rocks Sparklin baby, like Perrier pop Got demos at the crib that ain't never been copped Better, when they put me under pressure The secret weapon, I'm the hidden treasure Diamond in the rough, carats beyond measure Bars I drop for y'all, my pleasure Hoodie or the high heels, whatever is whatever Videos with the ass hangin out, never Can't see a dime from here, yo listen Get a prescription, holla at Pearle Vision [Chorus] - repeat 3X |
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from Sarai - The Original (2003)
[Verse One] I don't bust guns, I bust rhymes to see funds Four-four caliber tongue, you want some? Let me know, K.O. flows, ya gots none Let me know, that you don't speak 'til I'm done And ya know, double-S straight to ya chest Storch and Sarai, now who the best? He's all I work with y'all, nuttin less Infra-Red's the click I rep to the death Hold tight, see light ya just might Back hand like Van Damme all on the mic stand .. go off like Lara Croft Fire hair, hard body, killin you so soft Like it better when they turn the lights off Get gone, get in the zone, let's get it on It's a shame, you was smilin when you came Cryin when you left, what, thought it was a game? C'mon [Chorus] No matter what they say, I'm just gon' do my thing Straight up hurt this game, y'all know you could never hold me Though they hate a lot, I still come out on top Try to take my spot, y'all know you could never hold me [Verse Two] I got, nuttin but hits that's hot Came in at the top from the first single dropped I'm everything that yo' not, takin yo' spot I Sarai be the sho' shot Soon as I stepped on stage I blow spots Got Liberace feelin my ghost, I glow rocks Sparklin baby, like Perrier pop Got demos at the crib that ain't never been copped Better, when they put me under pressure The secret weapon, I'm the hidden treasure Diamond in the rough, carats beyond measure Bars I drop for y'all, my pleasure Hoodie or the high heels, whatever is whatever Videos with the ass hangin out, never Can't see a dime from here, yo listen Get a prescription, holla at Pearle Vision [Chorus] - repeat 3X |
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| from The Baldwin Brothers - Return Of The Golden Rhodes (2006) | |||||
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