[I Was A Teenage Werewolf]'s diary
Teenage Dirtbag Lyrics
*Song begins*
Her name is Noel-
I have a dream about her.
She rings my bell-
I got gym class in half an hour.
And oh how she rocks-
In Keds and tube socks.
But she doesn't know who I am-
And she doesn't give a damn--about me.
*CHORUS*
Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby.
Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby.
Listen to Iron Maiden baby--with me
Ooohoo Hoo Hooooooo
Her boyfriend's a dick
He brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick
my ass if he knew the truth
He lives on my block
He drives an IROC
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me.
*CHORUS*
Oh yeah--dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.
Oh yeah--dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.
Man I feel like mould-
It's prom night and I am lonely.
Low and behold-
She's walking over to me.
This must be fake-
My lip starts to shake.
How does she know who I am?
And why does she give a damn about . . .
*interupting song she said:*
"I've got two tickets
to Iron Maiden baby.
Come with me Friday-
don't say maybe.
I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby--
like you . . . Ooohoo Hoo Hooooooo"
Oh yeah-dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.
Oh yeah-dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missing.
*Guitar ends the song*
What's Your Fantasy Lyrics
[Ludacris]
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
give it to me now, give it to me now,
give it to me now, give it to me now
[Shawnna]
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
give it to me now, give it to me now,
give it to me now, give it to me now
Chorus: Ludacris & Shawnna (repeat 2X)
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes
and I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah ah U make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn kn kn know wh what's your fan-ta-sy
[Ludacris]
I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line
while the dirty birds kick for t'ree
and if you like in the club we can do it
in the DJ booth or in the back of the VIP
whip cream with cherries, strawberries on top
lick it don't stop
with the doe lock
don't knock while the boat rock
We go-bots and robots or they got to wait till the show stop
or how 'bout on the beach with black sand
lick up your thigh then call me the pac man
table top or just give me a lap dance
the rock to the park to the point to the flat land
that man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom
or back of a classroom
how ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon
see I cast 'em and I past'em get a tight grip and I grasp 'em
I flash 'em and out last 'em
and if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em
I'll let 'em free
and the tell me what they fantasy
like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend no to be mad at me
Chorus
[Ludacris]
I wanna get you in the bath tub
with the candles lit you give it up till they go out
or we can do it on stage at the Ludacris concert
cause you know it got sold out
or red carpet dick could just roll out
go 'head and scream you can't hold out
we can do it in the pouring rain
runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
how 'bout in the library on top of the books
but you can't be too loud
you wanna make a brother beg for it
give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
we can do it in the white house
tryna make them turn the lights out
champaign with my campaign let me do the damn thang
what's my name, what's my name, what's my name a the sauna, jacuzzi
in the back row at the movie
You can stratch my back and rule me
You can push me or just pull me
on hay in the middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the silk sheets uh
eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet
Chorus
[Ludacris]
I wanna get you in the back seat windows up
that's the way you like to fuck clogged up fog alert
rip the pants and rip the shirt
ruff sex make it hurt
in the garden all in the dirt
roll around Georgia brown that's the way I it twerk
legs jerk, over worked, under paid, but don't be afraid
in the sun or up in the shade
on the top of my escalade
baby your girl and my friend can trade
tag team off the ropes on the ocean or in the boat factories or hundred spokes
what 'bout in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt
whips and chains handcuffs smack a little bootie up with my belt
scream help play my game
dracula I'll get my fangs,
horse backin' i'll get my reins
School teacher let me get my brains
Chorus: repeat 4x
The Hook Up Lyrics
He was lookin
Said he wanna hook up
But she don’t wanna hook up
Told him, just go
And then she looked and said she wanna hook up
He really wanna hook up
Told her, let’s go
Baby, I can’t believe everything
Your body make me wanna do
And the way that you move on the floor
Now I think I’m in love with you
Grab my waist
Wanna get with the rhythm and that move you do
Switch my hips on the floor
Baby slow to keep up with you
Back it up now
Bump ya rump now
Grab my waist now
Work it out now
Grab my shoulder
Pick it up now
Take it lower
To the floor now
Watch it, baby
We can drop a little somethin’
Ride it, baby
We can do a little somethin’
Take out baby
We can get a little somethin'
Come on baby
Let’s hook up a little somethin’
Baby, I can’t believe everything
That I feel when I dance with you
Feel the small of my back to the breath on my neck
To the move you do
Put your body
Gotta get my body up right next to you
Move the party
Gotta rock the party until they’re over you
Back it up now
Bump ya rump now
Grab my waist now
Work it out now
Grab my shoulder
Pick it up now
Take it lower
To the floor now (x2)
Boy, I can’t explain
What you do to me
My whole world has changed
I live in a fantasy
Tonight, I’m in the mood
Please take me by your hand
I wanna get in your groove
So, baby, take me there
The bodies are shaking
The bodies keep shaking
(Wanna get) My body keeps shaking
Better get your butt out here baby
Come on lets go
So do how you do it
(Drop it down) Bend over get to it
(Make it pop) Back down to the ground
Pick it up, let's go [x2]
Don’t stop
Just get, get on the floor
Butt drops
Hips pop, poppin’ for sure
Who’s got, got it
Get it some more
One time, two time, three time we go
Back it up now
Bump ya rump now
Grab my waist now
Work it out now
Grab my shoulder
Pick it up now
Take it lower
To the floor now
Back it up now
Bump ya rump now
Grab my waist now
Work it out now
Grab my shoulder
Pick it up now
Take it lower
To the floor now
Watch it, baby
We can drop a little somethin’
Ride it, baby
We can do a little somethin’
Take out, baby
Wanna get a little somethin'
You know, baby
Let’s hook up a little somethin’
Back it up now
Bump ya rump now
Grab my waist now
Work it out now
Grab my shoulder
Pick it up now
Take it lower
To the floor now
Liz Phair Lyrics
Why Can't I? Lyrics
Get a load of me, get a load of you
Walkin' down the street, and I hardly know you
It's just like we were meant to be
Holding hands with you, and we're out at night
Got a girlfriend, you say it isn't right
And I've got someone waiting too
This is, this is just the beginning
We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimming
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Isn't this the best part of breakin' up
Finding someone else you can't get enough of
Someone who wants to be with you too
It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch
Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch
But wouldn't it be beautiful
Here we are, we're at the beginning
We haven't fucked yet, but > heads spinning
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
I'd love for you to make me wonder
Where it's goin'
I'd love for you to pull me under
Somethin's growin'
for this that we can control
Baby I am dyin'
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Artist: Benny Benassi
Song: Satisfaction
Lyrics :
Push me
And then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction
Push me
And then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction
Push me
And then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction
Push me
And then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction
Push me
And then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction
be a sk8er not a jock, grab a board and not ur cock
Tell me that this is not the end
Julia
You, my love, my oldest friend
Julia
I see you with flowers in your hair
Julia
Running around without a care
Your days were numbered
Yeah
And I want you to know
You're doing this to yourself
Time to show me the will to change
And I swear I will help you
I will
I will shine my light on you
Let the sunlight show your face
Julia
No one knows you in this place
Julia
I see there's a distance in your eyes
Julia
Can I even reach you if I try
Or is this goodbye
And I want you to know
You're doing this to yourself
Time to show me the will to change
And I swear I will help you
I will
I will shine my light on you
I will shine my light of hope
And change and everything that
Might have been
If you'd only hear my warning
If you'd only hear me calling
I would shine my light on you
Tell me that this is not the end
Julia
You, my love, my oldest friend
Julia
You put your faith in dreams that kill
Julia
Lying with beauty, breath so still
She couldn't be trusted
Yeah
And I want you to know
You're doing this to yourself
Time to show me the will to change
And I swear I will help you
I will
I will shine my light on you
*featuring Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins & Lil' Jon]
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open
Speak so much they call her Billy ocean
Row like eighteen wheeler
That hoe find but this hoe killer
She leakin, she's soak and wet
She leakin, soak and wet
Shake it like a salt shaker (shake it like a salt shaker)
Shake it like a salt shaker (shake it like a salt shaker)
[Verse One: Kaine]
P poppin, till you percolate
First booty on duty no time to wait
Make it work, with your wet t-shirt
Bitch you gotta shake it till your camel starts to hurt
Say the heals on your feet or the strap around your ankle
Call that big bow jangle
Juicy like fruit or dosh like coup Deville
Used to get loose on the goose for real
[Verse Two: D-Roc]
Five dollars get your ass a table dance
If you got ten then bring a friend
Hoe shake your ass to the song then
If you ain't with it then we gone then
We ain't no boys we grown men
If you ain't gone dance then don't then
Why you wanna waste a niggaz song
then see your ass down doin nothin
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Lil' Jon]
Face the wall shawty, put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Face the wall shawty, put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin' wheel
Shake that shit this ain't no motherfuckin' drill
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin' wheel
Shake that shit this ain't no motherfuckin' drill
Get crunk with it, get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Get crunk with it, get loose with it
Like short said let bruce bruce hit it
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)
Shake that ass real fast then stop (aaww shit!)
[Chorus]
[Verse Four: D-Roc]
Shake it like a dollar five or ten
But what would you do for a twenty twen
Get on the stage shake that ass then
Get on the pole do a back ban
I like that do it again
Here's another ten bitch do it again
Work like a game that you playin' to win
Make that pussy fart for the Ying Yang Twins
Sixteen bitches in thongs in one club
The home of the fifth rate bones and butts
?? bitches splittin' all over the floor
Hornafy cant deny certified pro
On the poll upside down, (this shit for real)
Sixty-nine plenty time will pay a bill
At day she a clerk but night she turn (stripper)
You're not even dated your just tryin to (tip her)
[Chorus]
thanx [Cheesegoddess] ^_^
I'm so tired of being here.
Suppressed by all my childhood fears.
And if you have to leave,
I wish that you would just leave.
Cause your presence still lingers here,
and it won't leave me alone.
These wounds won't seem to heal,
this pain is just too real,
there's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
You used to captivate me by your resonating mind,
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind.
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice has chased away all the sanity in me.
These wounds won't seem to heal,
this pain is just too real,
there's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
I tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone.
But though you're still with me,
I've been alone all along.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have...
All of me.
Busta Rhymes - Shorty (Put It On the Floor) Lyrics
(f/ Chingy, Fat Joe, Nick Cannon)
New York put it on the floor
New York put it on the floor
Cali put it on the floor
Cali put it on the floor (Love don't cost a thing)
Miami put it on the floor
Miami put it on the floor
Atlanta put it on the floor
Atlanta put it on the floor (Just Blaze)
[Busta Rhymes]
Watch how the women start sniffing around
When we be whippin it down
We got em stickin around
The way they love the kid like I'm the king of the town
The way my money stacks ?? Got em flippin around
I got em diggin the sound
You know you ?? and baby girl ?? listen
Good food shorty fatten my tummy
??
Even though you lookin good and it was nice to meet ya
You'll be lucky if you even get a slice of pizza, from me
Before you ever try to touch my money clip I put ya on the corner walkin up and down the money strip
Now looky here, honey there, better find another dummy quick
Homie tryin to stunt better jump inside the money whip
Let's see what you can get, and keep it ??
Better try your luck cause you ain't gettin nothin from me
I think you need to move it to the left (Shorty)
Move it to the left (Shorty)
If you don't got your own paper I don't suggest you hold your breath (Shorty)
Keep it right (Shorty)
You better keep it tight (Shorty)
You better bring money out your crib cause you ain't gettin none of mine tonight (Shorty)
[Chingy]
Ma I wanna see you twist it like a centipede
I keep a sack of that plus some of hennessy
Since I got rich I keep a lot of enemies
But trip, cause its like that, cause I been a g
Look at the way these women tend to grin at me
I like the way she shake it with a lot of energy
Magnum ?? freaks of remedy
I'm the young Donald Trumph is yall hearin me
Girls on sideline give me ??
Ask can she double stick now she scaring me
Now i'm sick aint no ?? me
IC to the H to the I N G, Y
I think you need to move it to the left (Shorty)
Move it to the left (Shorty)
If you don't got your own paper I don't suggest you hold your breath (Shorty)
Keep it right (Shorty)
You better keep it tight (Shorty)
You better bring money out your crib cause you ain't gettin none of mine tonight (Shorty)
[Fat Joe]
Put that ass up on the floor
Make it clap when you see cats walk dash the door
I aint tryin to act ??
Chicks attack like these here ?? balls
Play it ? cause I be so paranoid
I got a wife and a baby please dont back it up
She understood that
Said whats good crack
got me screaming where the hood, where the hoodrat
Mami I aint got pop the ??
but the rocks got a gleam so hard to miss em
so I, cut the chase took her out the place
put her in the ?? put a smile on her face
she dont know, Joe Crack, the don
never spent no type of real cheese on the broad
But I keep this hundred g's and the credit cards
Made you believe we could spend it all
(talk to em)
New York put it on the floor
New York put it on the floor
Jersey put it on the floor
Jersey put it on the floor
V.A. put it on the floor
V.A. put it on the floor
Chi-Town put it on the floor
Chi-Town put it on the floor
[Nick Cannon]
Shorty, you gon work, for this lil bit of change
Side order of pimpin, lil bit of game
What you know gon hurt as a lil bit of pain
When I rip ya skirt from ya little bitty frame
Whole lot of trickin, whole lot of cash
You know young nick with a whole lot of ??
Fly guy, Antinio Vargus
Carareo Porshes, we ain't even parking
Valet, alligator forces
waves in my head have them chicks gettin nauseous
Love dont cost a thing
my dough, your world
So shake it like a na-na-na-nasty girl
I think you need to move it to the left (Shorty)
Move it to the left (Shorty)
If you don't got your own paper I don't suggest you hold your breath (Shorty)
Keep it right (Shorty)
You better keep it tight (Shorty)
You better bring money out your crib cause you ain't gettin none of mine tonight (Shorty)
I think you need to move it to the left (Shorty)
Move it to the left (Shorty)
If you don't got your own paper I don't suggest you hold your breath (Shorty)
Keep it right (Shorty)
You better keep it tight (Shorty)
You better bring money out your crib cause you ain't gettin none of mine tonight (Shorty)
B.K. put it on the floor
B.K. put it on the floor
B.X. put it on the floor
B.X. put it on the floor
St. Louis put it on the floor
St. Louis put it on the floor
Philly put it on the floor
Philly put it on the floor
Joe Budden Lyrics
Pump It Up Lyrics
Pump p p pump pump p p p pump
Pump p p pump pump it up
Pump p p pump pump p pump p pump
Pump p p pump pump it up
(Just Blaze)
Pump p p pump pump it up
We gon do it like (Uuh, uuh, uuh)
Look, pump it up if you came to get it krunk
With a dame and shit that's drunk
You came to get it on, more than 5 O's in your bank
Then get it on, roll up like that stank
And get it on, slank that fitted on
Came to get it on
Hold up she want work that twork that
Then again let me hurt that murk that
Til you gotta hurt back
Can't spit it out, boo you gotta slurp that
Can't cuddle after we done, it wasn't worth that
Joey I'm responsible for bringin Jersey back (And we bad huh)
She at the bar stylin' she throwing it up
She drink a little hypno, throwing it up
But I'm only dealing with freaks that wanna cut
Ma if you agree I want nut
Camcorder, get it played late night on BET Uncut (uhh)
[Chorus]
Fellas - do your thing let me do my thang
I mean - do your thing let me do my thang
Shorties - move that thing, mami move that thing
C'mon - move that thing, mami move that thing
Hustlers - do your thing let me do my thang
Please tell the DJ - pump p p pump pump it up!
[Bridge]
I see some haters grilling
I see some ladies chilling
I see dat girlie
I been plottin to get
See can hop in the whip
And we can
Pump p p pump pump it up
OK we was leaving we was done
Then she said can my people's come
Here we go I see it don't stop
They wanna ride in something were the rims don't stop
Look baby you fine, but your girlfriends not
And then she wanna hold out getting cute on the phone
I ain't gotta be bothered, be cute on your own
My jump off doesn't run off at the mouth so much
My jump off never ask why I go out so much
My jump off never has me going out of my way
And she don't want nothing on Valentines Day
My jump off don't argue or get rebellious
And she don't mind hanging out wit da fellas
My jump off's not insecure or jealous
(Uuh, uuh, uuh)
[Chorus]
Y'all dudes keep talking bout your ice and all the shine to it
That's alright go cross-world find cubic
Ma wanna fall in love like I'm cupid
Telling me she don't give brain like I'm stupid
You can do anything if you put your mind to it
(Get it)
Think about it the game is bad playa
Ain't it bad playa
Don't worry Joey'll change it back playa
Might of heard me spittin wit Cain and Fab playa
I got the set boards to bring it back playa
Bang and clap playa
Front man no longer playin the back playa
Plain as that playa
808's pumpin bang the track playa
Want my 2nd wind change the rap playa
Jump off 1 man gang I'm back playa
Look, Want you want bump double click pump
Ride, ride swamp dump off homie jump off
All these haters on my (huh) won't jump off
When all the streets need is J J J Jump off
J J Jump J J J J J Jump off
Uuh, uuh, uuh
[Chorus]
Artist: Westside Connection
Song: Gangsta Nation
Lyrics:
[Ice Cube]
Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation
[Nate Dogg]
Na na na na na na na na (Westside)
Na na na na na na na na (ohh ohh)
Na na na na na na na na (what what)
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na (yeah yeah)
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
This day right here is really rough
These girls out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And in five beers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they'd run it up
We still right here don't fresh your luck
[W.C.]
Homey I'm tired of the cowards parkin like this walkin like this
From the concrete when they chalkin' like this
And there he goes and a trick pose and a throw back
Holdin' a gack ain't gonna bust and know that
It's a dub ass C thang dub C brain
And we don't kick it but bust it and kaki jeans strains
I'm done movin I'm clearin the crowd
It's the who bangin bandana cri-mi-ni-mi-n
The ori-gi-nal
[Mack 10]
Evacuate the building look here come a plane
No, it's the big bad Westside Connect Gang
And bump what you plain homey this who bang
With enough game to drive a swear broad insane
And we number one gunners no we ain't stunners
It's real with us partna, dealers and drug runners
And Mack need a ? in a H2 Hummer
Lookin hotter than the South Central L.A. summer
Let's go
[Nate Dogg]
This day right here is really rough
These girls out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And in five beers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they'd run it up
We still right here don't fresh your luck
[Ice Cube]
What the hell is Ice Cube talkin about
That's how you get these here parked in you mouth
Westside ride trick, the same old spit
I don't conversate with chicks I ain't goin hit
I don't holla at these pros that sing like Ashante
Body like Beyonce, face like Andre (uhhh)
You kinda ??
But I'm with so my Andre got to be bomb rate
[W.C.]
Have you seen us, naw
Haters can't see us
Connect Gang we the G'est nigga
Countless calls and countless charges
Street niggas makin blunts out of Cuban cigars
Big by the linnas sip notic by the liters
With a flock of pros on us cause the cronic is ??
And to my G's incarcerated and on probation
I'ma stay bagin for the whole G Nation nigga
[Nate Dogg]
This day right here is really rough
These girls out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And in five beers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they'd run it up
We still right here don't fresh your luck
[Mack 10]
It's a Gangsta Nation if you in you a G
And the whole world influence by the b in the sea
Now tell the truth rappers you don't bow like me
Cause I'm really from the gang ya'll is industry
And while I'm servin up and comin young hustlas and gluckas
Bangin for the hood causin havic and ruckus
You fools actin label kissin up like suckas
And your trick solder down when you pee lil bustas
[Ice Cube]
One thing I do know I ain't the uno
Big puno rap sumo on pruno (you know)
I'd like to thank the congregation
In my affiliation to the Gangsta Nation
I'm hard on them, yeah I'm ruthless
You like a stress sac, boy you useless
You know the side trick, better get up on it
Cause it must be a single with Nate Dogg singin on it
[Mack 10]
Look check this out man
We got a Gangsta Nation goin down over here
So ya'll might as well bow down
And join this Westside thang man
Cause once you get with this
Partna you as G as can be
Believe that homeboy
It's like that
Fred Red, what I'd tell you homey
It ain't a hit till Nate Dogg spit
[Nate Dogg (Ice Cube)]
This day right here is really rough
These girls out here about the bucks
These fools out here afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And in five beers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they'd run it up
We still right here don't fresh your luck
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
(Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation)
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Pass that dutch by missy elliot
[Intro]
Listen up everyone! we have been just informed
That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs
Symptoms have been said to be - heaving breathing
Wild dancing, coughing
So when you hear the sound - WHO-DI-WHOOOO!
Run for cover..
WOOOOOO! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! oh, ooh!
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch
[Verse 1]
Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy here I come
Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt something
I can take your man I don't have to sex em
Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!)
I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run
Hey hey hey, I'm what's happ'nin
Now to get my drink (that's right!)
Shake ya ass till it stink (that's right!)
Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right!)
Put it down for the streets (that's right!)
[Chorus]
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOO
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
Shake-shake shake ya stuff baby!
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOO
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
[Verse 2]
Number one - drums go bump, bump, bump
This beat here will make you hoomp, boomp, jump
If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on
Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
Oh my God, show em I'm large
Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam
I am the bomb from New York to Milan
And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm'
(Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm
Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed"
I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some applause [applause]
"Thank you! oh thank you, you all are so wonderful!"
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
Listen up, you have five seconds to catch your breath
Five - four - three - two - one [alarm rings]
[Verse 3]
Pop that, pop that, make that money
Just keep it going, like the Energizer Bunny
Shake that, shake that, move it all around
Spank that, yank that, dutch back now
Freak him, freak her, whatever ya choice
Didn't come to judge, I came to get ya moist
Scream - (WHO-DI-WHOOOOO
Can I get a ride on the white horse? [horse neighing]
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Pop that
Pass tha dutch baby!
Jiggle that fat
Meant To Live Lyrics
Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bid for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
[Chorus]
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
[Chorus]
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life, yeah
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live
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[Intro]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
[Chorus: Ludacris and (woman)]
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)
[Verse - 1]
How you ain't gon' FUCK! bitch out me?
I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in VIP
CEO you don't have to see ID
I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry em out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my neckless
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?! The club and moon is full
And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull
One sure shot way to get em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance, like this
[Chorus]
[Verse - 2]
Go on wit ya big ass! lemme see something
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the FUCK is the waitress at wit my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
We gon' rush the back door and break em in
The owner already pissed cause we sorta late
But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate
Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress
But Louie Vuitton bras all over your breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh
C'mon! we gon party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life
Don't be scurred, show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system the harder to fight!
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
[Verse - 3]
Damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down
Get us out so someone can gun us down
We was two songs away from getting some cutta
Now we one song away from tearing da club up
Move over! Luda got something to say
Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'
Work wit me! let's become one with the beat
And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! Stand up!
happy new year!
Her name is Noel
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
Oh how she rocks
In kids and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me
Cause Im just a teenage dirtbag baby
Yeah Im just a teenage dirtbag baby
Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me
ooooooooo
Her boyfriend's a dick
And he brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick
My ass if he knew the truth
He lives on my block
And he drives an Iroc
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me
Cause Im just a teenage dirtbag baby
Yeah Im just a teenage dirtbag baby
Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me
oooooooo
Yeeah dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missin
Yeeah dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missin
Man I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely
Low and behold
She's walking over to me
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I am
And why does she give a damn about
I've tickets to Iron Maiden baby
Go with me Friday, don't say maybe
Im just a teenage dirtbag baby like you
oooooooooo
Yeeah dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's missin
Yeeah dirtbag, no she doesn't know what she's...missin