Birdman & Young Thug – Lil One

I wanna know, how you feel lil’ one
Baby girl, I wanna feel it
Actin’ childish in this phantom
I just wanna bang bang like Chief Sosa (bang-bang)
[Post-Hook 2: Young Thug]
It’s bang-bang and chop-chop
I just want you to tell me (go ‘head)
How you feel lil’ one?
Aye, yeah, yeah
Please, tell Thugger, just, how you feel lil’ one
[Bridge 2: Young Thug]
I just want you to tell me (I’m listenin’)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]

I’m almost certain that imma feel, hey (hey)
Screwed to the max (I’m geeked)
Show you, how we kill a nigga
I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)
She could never be a gnat (no)
I’m not talkin’ bean
We kill niggas, for real
I’m not talking ’bout no build
Hey, I need to know just, how you feel, feel, feel
She get on top of me and work me, homie
Nigga screamin’, "free Pibb" like I’m giving away soda
It’s chop-chop and bang-bang
[Bridge 1: Young Thug]
Lil’ one
But she keep pigeons on her toes

Tell me, how you feel, nigga
I just want you to feel it (yeah)
Please
I’m not talking ’bout no build
Yeah, yeah
I just want you to tell me
How you feel, how you feel, how you feelin’?
I swear to God, I got that coolie on a mack (graw-graw)
She tryna show ’em, that she ridin’ ’round with me
I ran up my bands up, now she act like a brat
[Hook 2: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Born stunnas, we known high rollers
Tell me, how you feel, a nigga
We might just stroll, we ain’t tryna roll

She could never be a gnat (no)
[Verse 2: Young Thug & Birdman]
She not a Crip, but her coupe blue

Tell me, how you feel, a nigga, for real
She not a Blood, but she eat ravioli
YSL, want you to feel it
It’s a shame on Stunnaman so, yeah
Screwed to the max (I’m geeked)
Tell Lil Thugger, how you feelin’ lil’ one

Lay back the curtains on it
Actin’ childish in this phantom
I just want you to tell me
She workin’ on it (she, what?)
Please, tell me, I’m feelin’ it, yeah
Yeah (lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one)
I don’t really talk, but I been said, "I told ya"

just want you to feel it Blood.

I just want you to tell me
I just want you to tell me
Tell, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, just tell me (tell me)
Go ‘head and tell me, how you feel
It’s Cash Money, it’s Rich Gang, it’s YSL
Yeah, yeah
And they trash, no curby, homie
Hey
I’m like oh, oh, oh, oh whoa
And they trash, no curby, homie, oh
But lil’ mama gotta six pack (woo)
Go ‘head and tell me, how you feel
I wanna know just, how you feel lil one
[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger

I want to know, how you feelin’ lil’ one (tell me, how you feel)
[Outro: Young Thug]
She can take it slow
It’s chop-chop and bang-bang
Hey, I’m playin’ doctor just like Phil (go ‘head)
[Hook 1: Young Thug]
Yeah (lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one)
I swear to God, I got that coolie on a mack (graw-graw)
I just wanna enjoy every second
Please, tell me, I’m feelin’ it

Bang-bang for young soldiers (I just want you to tell me)
Hey, I’m playin’ doctor just like Phil (go ‘head)
Wanna twist yo’ body around, I hope you know yoga
[Post-Hook 1: Young Thug]
Show you, how we dealin’, nigga
Tell me just, how you feel lil’ one
We got London On Da Track
I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)
She get on top of me and work me, homie
I just want you to feel it
How are you feelin’ lil’ one, how you feelin’ lil’ one (I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me)
But lil’ mama gotta six pack (woo)
Lay back the curtains on it
I’m ridin’ with the yoppa like I come from Magnolia (graw)
Aye
I just want you to feel it

I thought I told ya
She tryna show ’em, that she ridin’ ’round with me
She workin’ on it (she, what?)
I ran up my bands up, now she act like a brat
I’m almost certain that I’ma feel, hey (hey)
Thugger want you to feel it (yeah)
(I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me) How are you feelin’ lil one, how you feelin’ lil’ one?

How you feelin’, how you feelin’, just, how you feel
Bang-bang for lil’ soldiers
Show you, how we illy niggas, for real
It’s Blood gang, we kill niggas, for real

Lee Ann Womack – All The Trouble

And I just don’t want no more

Give me a chance
The deck is stacked against you
And I just don’t want no more
If there’s a prince awaiting

I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I’ve had all I can take
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
And a couple drops of rain

Well it started with a dark cloud
If you’ve got some good love
Then the storm and the wind and the thunder and the lightning came
It’s hard being little
There’s 8 million ways to fall
If you’ve got some good news

You’re right back down again
Just put it in my hand
It’s hard being small
Life’s a losing hand

And I just don’t want no more
Somebody give me shelter
Somebody send him on

I need a happy ending
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
(All the trouble)
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
(All the trouble)
The house is gonna win
Even Cinderella had to find her own way home
Either way you play it
No I just don’t want no more

Make it up that mountain
You’re standing big and tall
No more, no more, no more
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
‘Cause I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
And I just don’t want no more
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
Well the trouble with the mountain
Somebody write me one
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need

Even when you think you’re up

I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need

‘Cause I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need

DJ Spin & Whiiite – Til She Lose Her Voice (feat. Lil Wayne)

She said, "Ignore them hoes, better not"

He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
I said, "Fuckin’ right," ooh baby, ooh baby
Just ask my bitch about me, I got her a belt vuitton
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but she pretty as fuck
And she can shake it like a dog, shake it like a dog
And she said, "Ooh baby, ooh baby"

[Verse 1]
She said, "Them hoes, better not fuck with my Tunechi
[Post-Chorus]
‘Cause she shake it like a dog, hop like a frog
And she said, "We gon’ ride this shit on out & now we walk"
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
Girl, you know I love you and I care for you
[Chorus]
She said, "Them hoes, then I pop with my Tunechi

And this dick is A1, pussy well
She said, "Ignore them hoes, better not"
And want you walk it like a serve it, like a, bounce it like a, yeah
Shake it like a, now take that dog for a walk
But this about you
I got some new shoes and a bag of hair for ya
‘Til she lose her voice, like
She said, "Them hoes, then I pop with my Tunechi
Scoob in this bitch with me
Ride it like a horse, so I ain’t got a choice
She pop it like a tart, and stab it like a heart
Act a donkey on that dick, Pony on that shit

She a slim, fine woman with some twerk with her
Girl, you got a monkey on that dick, monkey on that dick
Ooh, now she on a handstand, I’m her number one fan
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but I could work with her
Ooh, let’s go
‘Til she lose her voice, like
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
[Intro]
I got some new shoes and a bag of hair for ya
[Chorus 2]

Girl, you know I love ya, and I’m there for ya
She said, "Them hoes, better not fuck with my Tunechi
Girl, you know I love you, I go hard for you, it’s from the heart
Yeah, she shake it like a dog, hop like a frog
I got some candle lit and some underwear for ya
She [?], she watching her remarks
‘Til she lose her voice, like, like, like, like
She the intelligent one, I’m just me with my dumbass
She a slim, fine woman with some shit with her
Let me see you monkey on that dick, monkey on that dick
Act a donkey on that dick, Pony on that shit
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but I could work with her
Ride it like a horse, scream and holler ’til she lose her voice
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
Them edible underwear, I ate a pair for ya
[Post-Chorus]
Walk it like a, serve it, like a, bounce it like a, yeah
[Verse 2]
She a slim, fine woman with some twerk with her

Luke Combs – One Number Away

But everywhere I go, I see your face
I lied when I said
But I’m dying, inside
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
Or maybe playing some Mayer, getting lost in your favorite lines
Got my head in a mess
But I’m almost out that door
"I’m leaving and not coming back"
But I just wanna hear your voice
I said I was through
[Pre-Chorus 2]
But I’m still one number away, away, away
Girl, I confess
Will you pick up when I call?
But everywhere I go, I see your face
"I’m leaving and not coming back"
[Chorus]
And I’m one number away
We don’t have to talk
Are you changing the station replacing our favorite songs?
I lied when I said
But I’m dying, inside
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
I said I was through
Got my head in a mess
But everywhere I go, I see your face
Are you stuck at a red light with a Marlboro Light on your lips?
[Pre-Chorus]
You just might be doing whatever it takes
[Chorus]
I said I was through

Girl, I confess
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
You just might be doing whatever it takes
Yeah I’m still one number away
I just wanna hear your voice
From calling to you

[Verse 1]
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]
Are you sitting at home, all alone, trying to fall asleep?
But I’m dying, inside

From calling to you
"I’m leaving and not coming back"
In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
From calling to you
Well maybe it’s a mistake, hit the brakes, I’m moving on

Well, if you’re anything like me
To drown out the noise
Got my head in a mess
Does the smoke in your mirror get clearer without my kiss?
But I’m still one number away
But I’m still one number away
To outrun the storm
Girl, I confess
Well, if you’re anything like me

Or just forget we loved at all
And I’m one number away

And I’m one number away
I lied when I said
[Bridge]
Are you watching a movie that you’ve seen a thousand times?

In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
Are you staring a hole through your phone, praying that it rings?

Mist – Game Changer

[Bridge]
Live life on the edge, won’t topple
My dargs dem a bark, no muzzle
New whip soon land, looking like a space shuttle

Black-on-black, yeah, I call that subtle
Like when I’m on a bike, full throttle
[Chorus]
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
I remember hustling for Ralph
Came through stinking of ounce
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
MIST from the ends is the kids role model
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
MIS to the fucking T
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Just gimmie health
[Chorus]
Sickmade

I’m getting hot like Nelly
Just gimmie health, health and wealth

I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
Fear no one but God himself
[Chorus]
I’m getting hot like Nelly

Just gimmie health, health and wealth
Just gimmie health
Step in the dance, kop bottles
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
Having no dough brings pressure
Stepped in the dance, shut down, bounced
I’m getting hot like Nelly
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny

When you get dough, don’t go broke, yeah, that’s clever
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
I’m getting hot like Nelly
Got P from my EP and weren’t selling on the shelf
Beef get solved real quick, but it’s long like puzzles
These day I hustle for a house
Sickmade

I just wanna watch money double
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
Yeah, I came through stinking of ounce
I’m getting hot like Nelly
Steel Banglez
Just gimmie health, health and wealth
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
So far gone, dem boy can’t measure
[Verse 1]
[Verse 3]
Yeah, the game got changed with pleasure
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Sickmade on my chain and my sweater
[Verse 2]
Diamond in the dirt, yeah, you know that I’m treasure

Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
Yeah, I changed, but I changed for the better

I’m getting hot like Nelly
Game change like weather

[Intro]

Trippie Redd – Hellboy

I put dick in her mouth, like the whole mother of bombs
Ooh, I was like wish me well, lil’ boo
Was out on the block, my cousin had that shit in his sock
Give ’em hell, give ’em hell
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell
He movin’ the work, your bitch all over my cock
[Verse]
I’m 1400 with the screw up kids, don’t screw up kid
[Outro]
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
Baby, wish me well

Without any help, so that means it shine on it’s own
[Bridge]
Ooh, sayin’ wish me well, lil’ boo
I just pulled up in a Lamb, cuzzo pulled up in a Range
Without any gold, I’ve been a king without any throne
Yeah, sayonara to you
Ooh, fuck your boo
We animals, better zoo up kid
I wuv Trippie Redd

I’m from Canton but the whole country where I blew up big
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
Or that choppa wet your crew up kid, I’m two up kid
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
And I ain’t talkin’ Donald Trump, but I’ll take Donald out the trunk
Aye, it was always a, a fucking goal to, uh
Baby, wish me well
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
Baby, wish me well

A Love Letter to You 2
Bitch
It’s time to take your ass to school, ain’t no place, like, home
Who knew us kid, I think I came from under a rock
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell
I been on the road wish me well, wish me well
Yeah, screamin’ wish me well, lil’ boo
And let Donald’s ass bust if you keep talkin’ down on gang
Give all these niggas hell, know what I’m sayin’
[Intro]
Ooh, I was like sayonara to you
[Chorus]

A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell
And we reloadin’ them sticks lil’ nigga, we release them things, ayy
I let the money dance, the diamond blings all by itself
Baby wish me well
Hold up, give ’em hell, give ’em hell
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
Yeah, and gave you another one, lil’ boo

[Chorus]
Ooh, I dropped a love letter to you
I been on the road wish me well, wish me well, yeah

Chromeo – Bedroom Calling (feat. The-Dream)

It’s okay, let ’em stare, I wanna be here with you, girl
You know that I want you, girl
Girl, you always set my love on
So baby talk to me, come on
Girl, be my love all day, trying to be cool but you’re too flame
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
I could be here everyday, Johnny on the spot
You know that I get it
[Bridge: Dave 1]
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
So baby talk to me, come on
[Chorus: The-Dream]
They not like you, you should be celebratin’

Girl, you always set my love on fire
(Talk to me, come on)

You need my time, and I’m here to watch you
Bedroom calling, better pick it up

(Baby talk to me, come on)
Bet you ballin’
You know that I get it
(Radio Killa!)
I could be anywhere, but I wanna be here with you, girl
(Talk to me, come on)
Grab the girl you love the most, and bring her out on the floor

Bedroom calling, better pick it up
[Verse 1: The-Dream]

Burnin’ up this life of mine, head to toe
You know that I want you, girl

Bedroom calling, better pick it up
Talk to me, come on
[Outro: Chromeo]
Girl you always set my love on fire
Too hard to know what’s right from wrong
Bet you callin’
I bet you’re fallin’ in love in the bedroom you can’t call in
Talk to me, come on
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
I could be anywhere, but I wanna be here with you, girl
My mind’s here and there, but I wanna be here with you, girl
All these girls [?] ya, I know they schemin’
It’s okay, let ’em stare, I wanna be here with you, girl
So baby talk to me, come on
[Outro: The-Dream]
[Verse 2: The-Dream]
Grab the girl you love the most, and bring her out on the floor
Grab the girl you love the most, and bring her out on the floor
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
(Talk to me, come on)
Just name the place, and show your face
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
[Chorus: The-Dream]
Tonight it’s goin’ down, but feels like we elevated
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
My mind’s here and there, but I wanna be here with you, girl
Pinch me babe, say I’m dreaming
Grab the girl you love the most, and bring her out on the floor
There’s some confusion, and nothing’s solid
You know that I need you, girl
Competition ain’t even close
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
You know that I need you, girl
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
First I had no clue about you, now I’m all brand new about you
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
Bedroom calling, better pick it up

[Intro: Chromeo (The-Dream)]

Fabolous & Jadakiss – F Vs. J Intro (At Vevo) (Live)

You soft as pudding Jell-O, we’ll come to your hood and "Hello"
I think he’s coming
Lame nigga, swerve, I lame nigga swerve
To the locker room, I’m back to cock it to ‘em
Preferably my weapon of choice is the machete
Wave it at everybody, ain’t tryna be put in jail though
(You remember!) HA-HAAAEEH!
Through it all, stood tall, Doofy out here
Spend six, make 12 back, that’s a crack flip
From Jordans you ain’t see, shoutout to Carolina
(Kill kill kill) Yeah, it ain’t even no sense in runnin’
You never see me during the day, I play the night shift
Toast to all you niggas that was talkin’ caca to ’em
To all baby me’s, I see all you Harold Miners
Three bodies in one night, that’s a hat trick
Who is he?
I’m dead wrong; you wanna live, I can’t let you
Like the shooter had a hood on, mighta been Dr. Doom
Power from the hockey mask, James St. Patrick
Yeah, it’s getting spooky out here
Now he in a awkward room tryna lock a goon
When you hear that (Kill kill kill), you don’t see me but I’m comin’
Getting fly, no bullshit, I’m the 2-3 out here
Pay the plug soon as you finish, that’s a backflip
Run and then all a sudden you fall like the white chicks

You at full speed, I’m walking, I still catch you
I just laugh at you niggas then come after you niggas
Bet he say ‘aah’ when it blocka-blocka to ’em
I mean, niggas is eating pork wearing kufis out here
You already know I reside at Camp Crystal
Yeah, I had it in me since a youngin’

Mixtape three-peats, I fadeaway at the go-go
This verse right here be your worst nightmare
No cool niggas, it’s just goofies out here
Sounded like a fifth or a nine, couldn’t tell though
Flannel or overall, work boots, tube socks
All a sudden, thunder, it mighta been Hoodie Melo
[Intro]
Ten toes down, I’m on two feet out here
Freddy!
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
I’ll put something right through your face from out the toolbox
All the Nino Browns done turned Pookie out here
Truthfully, out here, I’ll be too flee out here
I know he’s coming
Lake, dismantle your face, revamp tissue
Sad part about it, you boys ain’t even ready
[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Zip you up in your sleeping bag before I strangle you
With girls that’ll spread they legs open for a logo, ay
Check out the swag, yo, I walk like a ball player
We on a different FLŌH, we ain’t sendin’ vodka to ‘em
How the crime scene was left, they could tell that it was Jason
I came out of the lake, but I be in the boondocks

Might have to crush your Adam’s apple with the vice grips
Screaming at the top of your lungs before I mangle you
And he’s holding something…
You know all my killings are brutal and spontaneous
The shots that we giving make you send a doctor to ‘em
I see someone else…in the fog…by the lake
(Ted Smooth, straight face, you remember!)
Mr. Voorhees, good looking, I destroy these
Niggas get hot and make the news, I make the news hot
All I know is that the Lambo look good in yellow
I like this, pop out, soon as you hit the light switch
Every waking moment, he haunts me
And I be swervin’ potholes in every hood and ghetto
These niggas ain’t bosses, they workers and employees
You can be as hard as whoever, I crack craniums
At night, I lie awake and this man is…is burning
Be my guest, go ahead and hide, I can’t miss you
It’s been 10 years and you the same nigga, swerve!
But I’m not gon’ be the one you keep on sleepin’ on
Cartilage, flesh and bone, damp gristle
(Kill kill kill) Nah, my name ring around the nation
Everybody gotta die, every man, every woman

I just gotta keep on keepin’ on

Fabolous & Jadakiss – Soul Food (At Vevo) (Live)

Time to put in work, we all got a job to do
The goal wasn’t live middle class and buy Camrys

I’m hardcore, rough and rugged, I’m not silky (uh-uh)
I feel like these young niggas need more eye jammies
Rich ain’t good enough, nigga, I’m not filthy

Uh, let’s finish the game, Billy (uhh)
It’s big dinner shit, baby, everybody up in here
I tell you what you need to hear and not try to insult you
[Interlude: Jadakiss]
Life is short, death’s fast, that’s illy (yep)
I’m too old to kid you, I gotta adult you
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
I give a bitch a little bit, but it’s mostly D
I guess I’m just more soul food than eye candy
Honor’s in your pocket, your heart, that’s where the will be (yes)
(POOF!) This is the last supper here (eat)
And nah, I ain’t giving it up, you gotta kill me (uh uh)
Whoever you look up to, ask ’em, I’m a real G (ask ’em)
Coming through with the paper plates like the barbecue
No license or registration, that’s where the steel be (uhh)
When ya whole crew got cash, that’s willie (uh)
That’s Supreme Clientele, all I know is buy and sell
Find what you bring to the table, then pull up a chair, yeah…
Do something and stop stalling, that’s silly (haha)
Niggas fear hearing my name, I got skills, B
Yeah bro, we all need a little culture
I want us all to eat, even if from my pantry
Without hope, it ain’t nothing
I be in that Rolls Royce knocking Ghost CD
More passport stamps, less trips to Miami
[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
A little time away from bird ass niggas and vultures
I light a joint then ask myself "What would Pablo do?"
As far as this rap shit go, I got realty
The bul over there just drawlin’, that’s Philly (woo!)
Like fumbles in football, I humbly put y’all
Guns under mattress, money is where the quilt be
The boy, the girl, the weed, I got pills, B
Yeah, but it’s all for my family
You see?
How many other owners you know that’s in the field, B (who?)
In y’all fucking place, that’s my OCD
HA-HAAAEEH!
From the hood, cop out, even if not guilty
To everybody living it up, you gotta feel me (yep)
We had to hustle to eat, it wasn’t no Thanksgiving
Almost twenty years in the game, and I’m still me (woo!)
Last time we break bread, so pull up a chair, yeah…

Listen, the shit is getting outta hand
Invisible set, F class, that’s chilly (mmm)
Kill kill kill!) (Kill kill kill!
Got the haters shaking heads like the bobbles do
I like this shit, you should love it
Pour out a little liquor for homies that ain’t living
Before being signed to a major, I had a real ki
And I ain’t tryna play you, I’m tryna give you the real me (nah)

Fabolous & Jadakiss – Theme Music (At VEV) (Live)

Kill shit, still move ki’s through Uber (huh)
The love is for free but they selling hate (ayy)
[Verse 6: Jadakiss & (Swizz Beatz)]
The bars is up, high jumper is back (whoop!)

Smooth it out
Drive by my old school just to make my Dean lose it, hah
Shooting dice, playing spades and they selling plates (4-5’s)

Swish, my jumper is back (oh!)
Got me teaching niggas principles
Shawty named Rosa, jump in the back
House party days, you’d get jumped in the back
[Outro: Swizz Beatz]
That Fab, that Jada, that Swizz

Some back on your deen music

Get a seat at the table, if you lucky, huh
Some back on your deen music
Besides that the system thirsty to lose us, yeah

Now your boy’s invincible
[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
They wanna front ’til you jump in the back
First comes the torture, then they abuse ya (woo!)
Then them killers they’ll fall right through (blaow!)
I’m like Masika and Alexis how I’m chasing the fetti
Look, and everyday is first class

You gon’ make one of the gremlins jump from the back
It’s about to get ugly in these streets
This that theme music
Put the business suit up and put the hood on
This that Freddy and Jason, huh?
You can’t even get a dollar cause I can’t talk sense to you (owww!)
Smooth it out
Some back on your deen music (talk to ’em, Fab)
Bout to make it so y’all can’t even walk the streets, huh
[Verse 1: Fabolous & (Swizz Beatz)]
Goddamn! Right
Even when you hungry never move like you starving
Show and prove over the talking (yeah)
That’s all I do (woo!), please don’t make me call my crew
If you miss something, rewind that

This that theme music
Yeah, I’m in the projects hella late (damn)
Can’t even walk the streets
Any problems, mask and the gloves (ayy)
Nowadays the dealers worse than the users (oh)
Not bad for the kid who never made his first class
Take the time to remember that you can’t get the time back
Always said I’d be a dropout (damn)
C’mon man get a plate, get your own plate
Flow smooth over the Marvin
[Hook: Fabolous]
Told Swizz gotta put the top down (hey)
Memories take you back to the time
[Verse 5: Fabolous & (Swizz Beatz)]
This that theme music
Put the strap over the shoulder like the jumpers is back, yeah

Nowadays the jump offs just jump in the back
You already know Voorhees (kill kill kill) and Krueger (hahahaha)
(Goddamn) Yeah
Put the chains on, huh, goddamnit!
They get the drop
Yeah, only right I bring the drop out (woo!)
Oh this that Freddy and Jason
They told me as a young G
[Verse 2: Jadakiss & (Swizz Beatz)]

Life’s a bitch, don’t make me call my boo
Any questions, asking above (woo!)
[Verse 3: Fabolous & (Swizz Beatz)]
(Freddy and Jason!)
I’m in homeroom with dime sacks (Jada)
{*school bell ringing*} Yeah
(Goddamn!) Ugh
Middle finger to your haters
business Back on that thing, back on that B.S.
The Eurostep, the German ruger (woo!)
Are you the accuser? Are you the victim? (huh)
Goddamnit! This that Freddy and Jason, huh?
Jason and Freddy basically ready

Real shit, still gotta feed the shooters (goddamn)
It just make me wanna holla
Either selling weight to you or you selling weight?
[Verse 4: Jadakiss & (Swizz Beatz)]

Roxette – Queen Of Rain (Video Version)

All I knew was the scent of sea and dew
Dream about the sun
You queen of rain

All I knew your eyes so velvet blue

And tried to make a start

I’ve played the loser’s game of life
You queen of rain
Dream about the sun
A time to kill the pain in life
It’s time to place your bets in life

Dream about the sun
It’s time to place your bets in life
You queen of rain
Fly fly away, bye bye
Regrets and sheets so cold
In that big old house there are fifty beds
I’ve played the loser’s game of life

Time went by as I wrote your name in the sky
There’s a time for the good in life
(instrumen)
You queen of rain
And one of them leads to your heart
There’s a time for the good in life
Dream about the sun

You queen of rain
In the time of spring I passed your gate
Dream about the sun
And one of them leads to your soul

You queen of rain
Dream about the sun
It’s a bed of fear, a bed of threats
In that big big house, there are fifty doors
But I’ve been in love before, how about you?
Dream about the sun
I’ve been in love before, how about you?
A time to kill the pain in life

You queen of rain

Kim Wilde – Say You Really Want Me (7 ” Version)

Make your move or I’ll be in the wind
Just me and no one else
And why I always got to play your fool
Ooh let me know it’s true
I need somebody through the thick and the thin
‘Cos I know the problems of today
You don’t really know what life’s about
Say you really love me

Say you really want me
The time is over now for playing those games
The way that I want you tonight
Baby come and let your feelings out

Say you really want me
Say you really need me
Lets take it all the way
Don’t keep it to yourself
Why you always got to be so cool
Deep inside you’re scared to take the chance
You don’t know a thing about romance
‘Cos love like this may never come again

John Mellencamp – Hand To Hold On To (Video Edit)

Don’t need to be no strong hand
And say, "Talk to me, talk to me
Say I’m alone and I’m wild and I will not be tamed
Every one just needs a hand to hold on to
Don’t need to be no strong hand
Go to work and be a Hollywood stud
Every one needs a hand to hold on to
Every one needs a hand to hold on to
Play the ponies, be president of the United Nations

Yeah…ah…ah…ahhh

Don’t need to be no rich hand
Every one needs a hand to hold on to

Every one needs a hand to hold on to
Don’t need to be no strong hand
Every one needs a hand to hold on to
Every one just needs a hand to hold on to
Spin in the middle when the troubles begin
Be a joker, a preacher, it does not matter
Every one just needs a hand to hold on to
And there’s no body there except yourself
And then those hours when you’re alone
Oh, yeah…ah
Every one needs a hand to hold on to
Drive your four-wheel drive right into the mud, yeah
Havin’ good luck with your financial situation
Every one needs a hand to hold on to
Every one needs a hand to hold on to
Talk like a jerk or an educated brain

You can laugh and joke and make fun of your friends
Be an old girl drivin’ the young boys insane

I know it, you wanna pick up the phone
Don’t need to be no strong hand
Somebody please talk to me"
Take it nice and easy and always pretend

Every one needs a hand to hold on to
Every one just needs a hand to hold on to
Don’t need to be no rich hand
Don’t need to be no rich hand
Don’t need to be no rich hand
Don’t need to be no rich hand

Don’t need to be no strong hand
Every one needs a hand to hold on to
That you’re cool, so cool, so cool
Every one just needs a hand to hold on to

Winger – Easy Come Easy Go (Album Version)

Easy Come Easy Go

Play the game like you’ve already won
You fell in a trap that won’t let you win

Only only only own it when you say…
Easy Come Easy Go

Nothing that strong – can’t break your heart
Sometimes high, sometimes low
And the only only only way you find it…
You try again and again
And you only only only own it when you say…

Nothing that strong – can’t break your heart

Baby try to understand that you

You’ve got to feel it in your blood

Though it’s easier said than done

Baby try to let go – there’s

So if you start to feel like there’s no time to waste
If you start to feel like there’s no time to waste

And you only only only own it when you say…
Easy Come Easy Go
Baby, try to let go – there’s
[repeat chorus]
You let the heat burn your feet
[repeat chorus]
Sometimes high, sometimes low
This won’t break my heart don’t you know
Is if you’re not digging too deep

Roxette – Dangerous (Album Version)

You know she’s a little bit dangerous
Hey, where’s your work?
Get out of my way!
You’re hidin’ under a halo
Ooh, just a little bit dangerous
Get out of my way!
Hold on tight
So hot and dry
I know your business
But I don’t know your name
Deeper tonight
Hold on tight
You know she’s a little bit dangerous
She’s got what it takes to make ends meet
The eyes of a lover that hit like heat
You know she’s a little bit dangerous
Ooh, just a little bit dangerous
The eyes of a lover that hit like heat
Ooh, just a little bit dangerous
I’m not attracted to gogo
I know your business
What’s your game?
You know she’s a little bit dangerous
You know she’s a little bit dangerous

What’s your game?
I don’t know your name

You know she’s a little bit dangerous

Hold on tight

She’s got what it takes to make ends meet
Your mouth is alive

The eyes of a lover that hit like heat
She’s got what it takes to make ends meet
To get through the night

Hey, hey, hey, what’s your word?
But I don’t know your name
Don’t know your name
She’s got what it takes to make ends meet
You turn around

You’re movin’ into my heart

I won’t be walking on thin ice
Mmm, what’s your game?
She’s armed and she’s extremely dangerous
I know your business
Hey, what’s your word?
I don’t know your name
You know she’s a little bit dangerous
Ooh, just a little bit dangerous
Hey, you!

You pack your bag
You take control
The eyes of a lover that hit like heat
Oh, oh oh, hey, where’s your work?
Get out of my sight!
Get out of my sight!
What’s your game?
Hold on tight
You know she’s a little bit dangerous
And into my soul