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Now that you're out of my life
I'm so much better
You thought that I'd be weak without you
But I'm stronger
You thought that I'd be broke without you
But I'm richer
You thought that I'd be sad without you
I laugh harder
You thought I wouldn't grow without you
Now I'm wiser
Though that I'd be helpless without you
But I'm smarter
You thought that I'd be stressed without you
But I'm chillin'
You thought I wouldn't sell without you
Sold 9 million
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)
Thought I couldn't breathe without
I'm inhaling
You thought I couldn't see without you
Perfect vision
You thought I couldn't last without you
But I'm lastin'
You thought that I would die without you
But I'm livin'
Thought that I would fail without you
But I'm on top
Thought it would be over by now
But it won't stop
Thought that I would self destruct
But I'm still here
Even in my years to come
I'm still gon be here
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)
I'm wishin' you the best
Pray that you are blessed
Bring much success, no stress, and lots of happiness
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon blast you on the radio
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon lie on you and your family
(I'm better than that)
I'm not gon hate on you in the magazines
('m better than that)
I'm not gon compromise my Christianity
(I'm better than that)
You know I'm not gon diss you on the internet
Cause my mama taught me better than that
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)
(Beyonce)
Oh (oh) oh (oh)...
After of all of the darkness and sadness
Soon comes happiness
If I surround my self with positive things
I'll gain prosperity
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will survive (What?)
Keep on survivin' (What?)
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All my girls at the party
Look at his body
Shakin' that thing
Like I never did see
Got a nice package alright
Guess I'm gonna have to ride it tonight
Guess I'm gonna have to ride it tonight
All for you
If you really want it
All for you if you say you need it
All for you if you gotta have it
All for you make a move
All for you
I see you staring out the corner of my eye
You seem uneasy want to approach
Throw me a line
But then something inside you grabs you says who am I
I know exactly cuz it happens with all the guys
So you do what you gonna do
Come on and talk to me
Promise you won't even have an attitude
I'll let you sit right next to me
Don't join the list of other fools
That ain't the way to be
Yes, it's cool
Yes, I'm in the mood
Intimidations got that mind
Can't be afraid or keep me waiting too long
Before you know it
I'll be outta here I'll be gone
Don't try to be all clevercute, or even shy
Don't have to work that hard
Just be useful and let that be your guide
So you do what you gonna do
Come on and talk to me
Promise you won't even have an attitude
I'll let you sit right next to me
Don't join the list with all the other fools
That ain't the way to be
Yes, it's cool
Yes, I'm in the mood
Intimidations got that mind
All for you
Tell me you're the only one
Soon we'll be having fun
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Chorus
Baby come on over tonight, we can make it all right
Take a piece of my hear.
And go from the start.
Baby come on over tonight.
We can make it all right.
Boy there's no one like you.
Do you feel it too.
You say that you want me.
Again and again.
You say that you need me.
To be more than just you're friend.
So I've been thinking about it.
And may be you're right.
I've been checking your records.
And they seem all right.
Chorus
So when we get together.
If just for a while.
Let's make it happen.
Don't waste any time.
And now I need to find out.
What you're about so come over tonight let's sort this out?.
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Among the many muted faces
You try to find me in the spaces
You're drawn to my song
You only move to keep from sinking
You close your eyes as if your thinking
Afraid all along
That in my eyes you're so revealing
you'll find what you're needing
Nothing but pennies in my pocket
Nothing but faith to keep me warm
But, baby, then I'd be broke without it
Tell me, how much for your love
Hoping the melody will leave you
You walk to where I might not see you
Reach out to the wind
Looking to catch it for a minute
But just to hold it not be in it
I've been where you've been
Cause some how I'm so afraid the love will reveal what you're made of
Nothing but pennies in my pocket
Nothing but faith to keep me warm
But, baby, then I'd be broke without it
Tell me, how much for your love
Nothing but pennies in my pocket
Nothing but faith to keep me warm
But, baby, then I'd be broke without it
Tell me, how much for your love
Cause somehow I'm so afraid the love will reveal what you're made of
Nothing but pennies in my pocket
Nothing but faith to keep me warm
But, baby, then I'd be broke without it
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Could wait all night and day
To go to a party
Sit down and wait
Give my request to the DJ
'Cause my song he's gotta play
And when I hear that beat
I get my body up out my seat
Grab a guy and move my feet
He's playin' my song
Play, come on
Play that song
Play it all night long
Just turn it up and turn me on
Play, come one DJ
Play that song
You that it turns me on
Just turn it up and turn me on
I don't care if everybody gone
Turn it up
'Cause it turns me on
Keep dancin' all night long
It feels so good that it can't be wrong
I get the chills up and down my spine
Whenever I hear that song of mine
When it stops better press rewind
Let me hear it
One more time
Play, come on
Play that song
Play it all night long
Just turn it up and turn me on
Play, come one DJ
Play that song
You that it turns me on
Just turn it up and turn me on
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(Phone Rings) (Phone Pick-up)
Girl's Voice: Hello
AJ: Hi, it’s me. What’s up baby?
I’m sorry, listen, I’m gonna be late tonight so
don’t stay up and wait for me, ok?
Girl's Voice: Where are you?
AJ: Say that again.
Girl's Voice: Hello?
AJ: You know, you’re dropping out, my battery must be low.
Listen, if you can hear me, we’re going to this
place nearby alright, gotta go!"
(Phone Hang-up)
Let me tell you the story about the call that changed my destiny
Me and my boys went out, just to end up in misery
Was about to go home when there she was standing in front of me
I said hi. I got a little place nearby, wanna go?
I should’ve said no, someone’s waiting for me
But I called my girl up and said…
CHORUS
Listen baby I’m sorry
Just wanna tell you don’t worry
I will be late, don’t stay up and wait for me
Say again, you’re dropping out, my battery is low
Just so you know, we’re going to a place nearby
Gotta go!
Now two years gone, nothing's been won
I can’t take it back, what’s done is done
One of her friends found out that she wasn’t my only one
And it eats me from inside that she’s not by my side
Just because I made that call and lied.
CHORUS - repeat
Listen baby, I'm sorry (hello...?)
Listen baby, I'm sorry (hello...?)
Let me tell you the story ‘bout the call that changed my destiny
Me and my boys went out just to end up in misery
Was about to go home when there she was standing in front of me
I said hi, I got a little place nearby, gotta go...........
CHORUS - repeat
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Hotline
May I request a song
yeah
My Baby by lil Romeo *giggling*
you got it
oh Romeo give me a chance
unt unh Tiegin I don't need a girlfriend
walk me home from school anyway
ha ha O.K.
oh Romie your the cutes boy I know
I know I know
so let me be your girlfriend
They call me lil P, I represent the CP3
Calliyo ya heard me, straight from New Orleans
Gotta Uncle named Silkk and a Uncle named C
I been dribbling the ball since the age of 3
I got game like Coby, dunk it like Poppa P
Once I'm in the zone ain't no stoppin' me
you can jumpa baby humma girls be jockin' me
humilaouet NO Limit yet from head to feet
Bridge:
It's like that worday (got me crazy)
It's like that worday (wanna be your lady)
It's like that worday (want you to be my baby)
It's like that worday (can't no girl fade me)
we at the skatin rink
Oh, Romeo give me a chance
(unt unh Tiegin I don't need a girlfriend)
Walk me home from school anyway
(ha ha Okay)
Oh, Romie your the cutest boy I know
(I know, I know)
So let me be your girlfriend
11 years old, makin' A's and B's
and these lil mommy's can't keep their hands off me
when you see in the streets holla what's up doc
I gotta a bugs bunny chain wit a matchin' watch
I make you jump like Kris Kross, bounce like Bow
I'm the next generation, I came to lock it down
I'm a little boy, but live a big man's life
I got girls passin' up wanna be my wife
I got grown women wanna be in my life
by the time I'm 18 I'm not gon be nothin' nice
I'm that R-O-M-E-O, after high school
I'm goin' straight to the pro's bounce,bounce
Oh Romeo give me a chance
(unt unh Tiegin I don't need a girlfriend)
walk me home from school anyway
(ha ha Okay)
Oh Romie your the cutest boy I know
(I know, I know)
So let me be your girlfriend
Well boy I want u to myself
I don't want them girls around
Your the flyest thing up in here boy
and that's why it's goin down
I heard they call you Romeo
Well I'm your Julliet
u must be good at hide and seek
cause boy ur hard to catch
Oh Romeo give me a chance
(unt unh Tiegin I don't need a girlfriend)
walk me home from school anyway
(ha ha Okay)
Oh Romie your the cutest boy I know
(I know I know)
so let me be your girlfriend
(oh Romeo)
why you boys make them elbows swing
why you girls make them elbows swing
repeat 9x's
Romeo gonna do dat thang, Romeo gonna do dat thang
Romeo gonna do dat thang, Romeo gonna do dat thang
(throw em up get em up throw em up get em up throw em up get em up what)
(Master P while saying this is for the fly girls......)
why you boys make them elbow swing why u girls make them elbows swing)
(Girls)
this is for the fly girls that punk them
(Boys)
this is for the fly boys that punk them
(Girls)
this is for the fly girls that's bout it bout it
(Boys)
this is for the fly boys that's bout it bout it
(Together)
Make em sweat,make em sweat
make em sweat,make em sweat
make em sweat,make em sweat
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[Intro]
The hit maker
The playas gon' play
Them haters gonna hate
Them callers gonna call
Them ballers gonna ball
(Let 'em know)
I, I don't mind (ha)
What people say or do (nah, nah)
But I, I do mind
What you believe is true
You are the only one
Getting all my love
Cuz what they do (what they do)
Ain't nothin' new
1 - Playas, they gonna play
And haters, they gonna hate
Ballers, they gonna ball
Shot callers, they gonna call
That ain't got nothin' to do
With me and you
That's the way it is
That's the way it is
So-called friends
Don't wanna see me with you
Behind your back
Callin' my cell and pager too
No matter what they do
I will stay true
Only to you
Only to you
Repeat 1
I want you to know (I want you to know)
I'll never let you go (I'll never let you go)
We gotta talk about everything you hear
Cuz I know that it ain't true
You can trust my love
And I can trust yours too
Our love will be forever, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Little Women
They gon' ball shorty
They gon' play shorty
That's how they do shorty
We comin' through shorty
The hit maker shorty
Playas gon' play
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
Playas gonna play (uh)
Haters gonna hate (right)
That's the way it is (yeah)
That's just how it's been (let 'em know, let 'em know)
Playas (Little Women y'all)
And haters (9 lives y'all)
Playas (the hit maker y'all, woo)
And haters
Playas gonna play (oh, oh)
Haters gonna hate (yeah)
Ballers gonna ball (oh, oh)
Callers gonna call
Yeah
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Where they at [8X]
[Chorus]
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
We three-wheelin in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
[Verse 1]
In the club on the late night, feelin right
Lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice
Lookin for a little shorty hot and horny so that I can take home
(I can take home)
She can be 18 (18) wit an attitude
or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude
Boo, as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on
(Know that it's on)
I peep something comin towards me up the dance floor
Sexy and real slow (hey)
Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video
So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
Yellin I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you boo from way over there
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Face and body front and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers or boozers she's bringin nuttin back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
when the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, 4.6 Range
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch lanes
It feel strange now
Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Runnin credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.
Tellin me about a party up in NYC
Can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White
[Chorus 2X]
[Verse 3]
Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you don't know
And I got somethin to tell ya
You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow
Most said that I was a failure
But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya"
"But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"
Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!
[City Spud]
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be no stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealers, sippin Crissy, bubb' mackin
Honey in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and your friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to this
And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this
And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'
Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggaz starin or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss
[Chorus 2X]
Hey, must be the money! [4X]
[Chorus]
[thanks to [email protected] for correcting these lyrics]
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You know what time it is nigga,
and you know who the fuck this is. DANGER!
DANGER! Get on the floor! The nigga right chea! Sing it!
[Chorus:]
Been so long (sing it!)
Since, he's been on
So please (get on the floor!)
Show me (the nigga right chea!)
What it is that you want to see
[Mystikal:]
Go tell the DJ to put my shit on
I'm keepin' you niggas and bitches in jump from the minute I get on
Taking they shit off, showing they tattoos,
screamin, and hollerin' and all
Got the gift to come up with it,
put it together, deliver it, make them feel it, bitch I been on!
Sharp! Like you pulled me out the pencil sharpener
Bad! Like that student in the principal's office
Put rappers in coffins
They dive like dolphins
I'm the ???? lyrical marvel ??????? officer
Watch yourself!
Or fuck around and get beside yourself
I know! Go ahead though
Bounce them titties, shake ya ass, drop that pussy
Stay in line hoe
Fuck a think, cuz you can can
Cocked up, head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand
Leave that pussy smoking
If you gonna lose something
Then bend over, and bust that pussy open
[Chorus x 2]
[Mystikal]
My fuckin' concert line around the corner
Parking cars, niggas lookin' for they bitch, nothing on her!
You lookin' good momma
Why? Pshh, what's up homie?
Sirens, limousines, and the club owner
Ya bitch you!
If you late, ain't no getting in this bitch
Cuz it's filling up
Inside packed from the floor to the ceiling up
The building ain't big enough!
I'm backstage bouncing
Adrenalin building up!
The pussy cutter
Did I stutter?
The heart flooder
Make your woman drawers melt like butter
Down like Nelly
Hype like "Belly"
The rhyme seller!
Kick ass like Jim Kelly!
Stand up, round out, boot up and frown
Tell a nigga if he wanna try it
Then bitch come on down!
No sweat, no blood, no tears
And if I tell you it's the shit
Then BITCH THAT'S WHAT IT IS!
[Chorus x 2]
DANGER!
Talkin 'bout
DANGER!
Motherfucker look!
Get on the floor!
The nigga right chea!
DANGER!
(Motherfucker) Watch your back!
DANGER!
(Look look) Nigga what! (look look)
Get on the floor!
The nigga right chea!
Get 'em up!!!
[Chorus x 2]
DANGER!
DANGER!
GET ON THE FLOOR!
THE NIGGA RIGHT CHEA!
SING IT!
DANGER!
DANGER!
GET ON THE FLOOR!
THE NIGGA RIGHT CHEA!
HUH!
This is my motherfuckin' floor!
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Featuring Gotti & Boo
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm...
Chillin in my four point six at the light
Bout to be VIP for the night
Shorty in the drop top V made a right
Pull up to her bumper baby, beeped twice
Jumped out the whip like I was the police
Didn't have a gun, but my wrist said freeze
Got Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm a baller
Wha-what?
1 - To all my hot girls
Livin' fiesta
To all my hot boys
Livin' fiesta
To all my Chi town niggas
Fiesta
And all my uptown niggas
Fiesta
To all my players and my hustlers
Fiesta
And if you sittin' on them blades
Fiesta
To all my honeys in the club
Fiesta
And if you rollin' with a thug
Fiesta
We be off in the club sippin lot
Red eye deep in the club puffin' Lye
Strippers in the back of the club showing live
Soon as I get a buzz I'm showing out
House on top of the hill
Counting what?
Whose gonna buy the bar?
Got enough
Take the haters out in the back, rough 'em up
I'm a baller now where's my ballers?
Wha-what?
Repeat 1
We pop Cris on a daily base
Plus we got honeys all up in the place
Bout to wild out in a major way
So put your hands up if you made your pay
Add a little juice to the Tangaray
But let the ice show till the diamond fades
Rockland sittin' on Capitol Hill
Trackmaster make capital deals
[Gotti]
Now look at Gotti iced out with the blingy-bling
And a big body sittin' on them gleamy things
Now Rockland niggas know the means of cream
Kelly, R&B Thug and it sings to king
Got PJ niggas in caprime green
(Thugged out)
Hot chicks down to do anything
Cop them mo chicks
Cop mo bricks, pop mo Cris
Ay Kelly drop mo hits
[Boo]
What you know about them cats
That be spendin' the dough
Every day drink Henney and a bottle of Mo'
Ride whips, hittin' chicks
Blowin' twenties on drough
To the club thirty deep
Plenty of ice to show
Mami say she never rolled in a six before
(Fiesta)
Never seen a young cat this rich before
Yeah Kelly made the way for these niggas to blow
Thugged out, 2G, Rockland for sure
Repeat 1
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(feat. Gwen Stefani)
[Eve]
Uh, uh, uh, huh
Yo, yo
Drop your glasses, shake your asses
Face screwed up like you having hot flashes
Which one, pick one, this one, classic
Red from blonde, yeah bitch I'm drastic
Why this, why that, lips stop askin
Listen to me baby, relax and start passin
Expressway, hair back, weavin through the traffic
This one strong should be labeled as a hazard
Some of y'all niggas hot, sike I'm gassin
Clowns I spot em and I can't stop laughin
Easy come, easy go, E-V gon' be lastin
Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic
Some of y'all aint writin well, too concerned with fashion
None of you aint gizell, cat walk and imagine
Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it
Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it
[CHORUS: Gwen Stefani]
And if I had to give you up
It's only been a year
Now I got my foot through the door
And I aint goin nowhere
It took awhile to get me in
And I'm gonna take my time
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
Now let me blow ya mind
[Eve]
They wanna bank up, crank up, makes me dizzy(?)
Shank up, haters wanna come after me
You aint a ganster, prankster, too much to eat
Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me
Now while you grittin your teeth
Frustration baby you gotta breathe
Take alot more that you to get rid of me
You see I do what they can't do, I just do me
Aint no stress when it comes to stage, get what you see
Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don't believe
Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines
Love for my wordplay that's hard to find
Sophomore, I aint scared, one of a kind
All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine
Eyes bloodshot, stressin, chills up your spine
Huh, sick to your stomach wishin I wrote your lines
[CHORUS]
[Eve]
Let your bones crack
Your back pop, I can't stop
Excitement, glock shots from your stash box
Fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route
Locked down, blastin, sets while I mash out
Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E
Back track, think back, E-V-E
Do you like that (ooooh), you got to I know you
Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too
Don't believe I'll show you, take you with me
Turn you on, pension gone, give you relief
Put your trust in a bomb when you listen to me
'Dancin much, get it all? now I'm complete, uh huh
Still stallion, brick house, pile it on
Ryde or Die, bitch, double R, can't crawl
Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on
Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on
[CHORUS]
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1st verse:
Boys and girls wanna hear a true story?
Saturday night was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowin' the cup, about
5 or 6 strippers tryin to work for a buck
and I-took one girl outside wit me, her name
was Loni, she went to Junior High wit me,
I said, Why you up in there dancin for cash?,
I guess a whole lots changed since I seen you last
She said..
Chorus:
What would you do?, if your son was at home
crying all alone on the bedroom floor, cuz he's hungry
and thee only way to feed him is ta sleep wit a man
for a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
so we're smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down,
I aint gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
but for me this is what I call life
2nd verse:
Girl you aint thee only one wit a baby,
that's no excuse to be livin all crazy
then she looked me right square in the eye
and said everyday I wake up hopin' to die,
she said- nigga I know about pain cuz,
me and my sista ran away, so my daddy
couldn't rape us, before I was a teenager
I done been through more ****, you can't even
relate ta!
(Chorus)
Ooooo
Then she said, What would you do? if....
Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse
What would you do? if....
Cuz I wouldn't want my baby, to go through what
I went through
What would you do? if....
Get up on my feet, stop makin tired excuses
What would you do? if...
Girl I know if my mother can do it, baby you can do it
Oooo, oooo, oooo-(yea, yea, yea, yea)
(Chorus)
What would you do? if yo son was at home,
crying all alone on the bedroom floor, cuz he's hungry
and the only way to feed him is to sleep wit a man
for a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone
so we're smokin rock now, in and out of lock down,
I aint gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time
but for me this is what I call life (Come on)
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My friends say you're so into me
And that you need me desperately
They say you say we're so complete
But I need to hear it straight from you
If you want me to believe it's true
I've been waiting for so long it hurts
I wanna hear you say the words, please
[CHORUS:]
Don't, don't let me be the last to know
Don't hold back, just let it go
I need to hear you say
You need me all the way
Oh, if you love me so
Don't let me be the last to know
Your body language says so much
Yeah, I feel it in the way you touch
But til' you say the words it's not enough
C'mon and tell me you're in love, please
[Repeat CHORUS]
C'mon baby, c'mon darling, ooh yeah
C'mon, let me be the one
C'mon now, oh yeah
I need to hear you say
You love me all the way
And I don't wanna wait another day
I wanna feel the way you feel
Oh, c'mon
Don't, just let me be the one
Don't hold back, just let it go
I need to hear you say
You need me all the way
So…baby, if you love me
Don't let me be the last to know
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Everybody's got something they had to leave behind
One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time
There's no use looking back or wondering
How it could be now or might have been
Oh this I know but still I can't find ways to let you know
I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you
Somewhere in my memory
I've lost all sense of time
And so my road can never be cos yesterday is all that fills my mind
There's no use looking back or wondering
How it could be now or might have been
Oh this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go
I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be
You'll always be the dream that fills my head
Yes you will, say you will, you know you will
Oh baby, you'll always be the one I know I'll never forget
There's no use looking back or wondering
Because love is a strange and funny thing
No matter how I try and try I just can't say goodbye
No no no no
I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I never found the words to say (words to say)
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be
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Desperate for changing
Starving for truth
I'm closer to where I started
I'm chasing after you
I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held on to
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incomplete
I'll take your invitation
You take all of me now
I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held on to
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and I question where to go
And I don't know what I'm tapping into
Just hanging by a moment here with you
There's nothing else to lose
There's nothing else to find
There's nothing in the world
That can change my mind
There is nothing else
There is nothing else
There is nothing else
Desperate for changing
Starving for truth
I'm closer to where I started
I'm chasing after you
I'm falling even more in love with you
Letting go of all I've held on to
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
I'm living for the only thing I know
I'm running and I question where to go
And I don't know what I'm tapping into
Just hanging by a moment here with you
Just hanging by a moment
Hanging by a moment
Hanging by a moment
Hanging by a moment here with you
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Hey
J-J-J-Jaded
You've got your mama's style but your yesterday's child to me
So Jaded
You think that's where it's at but is that where it's supposed to be?
You're gettin' it all over me
X-rated
CHORUS
My, my, baby blue
(Yeah I'm thinkin' 'bout you)
My, my, baby blue
Yeah, you're so Jaded
And I'm the one that Jaded you
Hey
J-J-J-Jaded
In all its misery it will always be what I love and hated
And maybe take a ride to the other side we're thinkin' of
We'll slip into the velvet glove
And be Jaded
CHORUS
(w/) Yeah, I'm so Jaded
And baby I'm afraid of you
BRIDGE
You're thinkin' so complicated
I've had it all up to here
But it's so overrated
Love and hate it
Wouldn't trade it
Love Me Jaded
GUITAR SOLO
Hey
J-J-J-Jaded
There ain't no "baby please" when I'm shootin' the breeze with her
When everything you see is a blur
And extacy's what you prefer
CHORUS
(w/) (Blue, blue, blue, Yeah)
(I'm talkin' 'bout you)
(Blue, blue, blue, blue Yeah)
(Yeah, been thinkin' 'bout you)
My, my, baby blue
Yeah, you're so Jaded (Baby)
Jaded (Baby)
You're so Jaded
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Once again I just can't get it straight
Wondering if wandering is my fate
But don't lose hope in me quite yet
'cause help must be on the way, any day
From my head to my heart
can't seem to find a way they're so far apart
It's not you, it's not your fault
You've got everything I could ever want
And you've always understood my intentions are good
and we've been so close from the start
but the furthest distance I've ever known is
From my head to my heart
I feel the distance standing here next to you
I don't want to keep you waiting, but I've been waiting too
Some day if I get there and you still want me too
we can see it through
From my head to my heart
can't seem to find a way they're so far apart
it's not you, you've got everything I could ever want
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She paints her nails and she don't know
He's got her best friend on the phone
She'll wash her hair
His dirty clothes are all he gives to her
And he's got posters on the wall
Of all the girls he wished she was
And he's everything to her
Chorus:
Her boyfriend, he don't know
Anything about her
He's too stoned, Nintendo
I wish that I could make her see
She's just the flavor of the weak
It's Friday night and she's all alone
He's a million miles away
She's dressed to kill
But the TV's on
He's connected to the sound
And he's got pictures on the wall
Of all the girls he's loved before
And she knows all his favorite songs
Repeat Chorus
Yeah
Her boyfriend, he don't know
Anything about her
He's too stoned, he's too stoned
He's too stoned, he's too stoned
Repeat Chorus
Yeah she's the flavor of the weak
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