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I like having the dough to come and go as I please.

quote by Bruce Willis
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Do Re Mi

(earl king)
Do re me fa so la ti
This little creature was a-passing me
He got a whole lot of rhythm when he walks
And I can hear music, baby, when he talks
Do re mi fa so la ti
Forget about the dough and think about me, oh yeah
Do re mi fa so la ti
I wonder who can this creature be?
He aint no picture as I can see
But I dont care he looks so good to me
Do re mi fa so la ti
Forget about the dough and think about me
Do re mi fa so la ti
Id like to love you, yeah, yes sirree
It may sound crazy but its a fact
Hey tell me, baby, baby
How you gonna act?
Do re mi fa so la ti
Forget about the dough and think about me
Oh yeah
Do re mi fa so la ti
Lets get together and make whoopee
A b c d e f g
Cupids shootin arrows straight by me
Do re mi fa so la ti
Forget about the dough and think about me
A b c d e f g
The cats in the cupboard and you cant catch me
A b c d e f g
Forget about the dough and think about me
A b c d e f g
Cupids shootin arrows straight by me
Oh, yes

song performed by Dusty Springfield
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1 In The Morning

[LL Cool J]
It's one in the mornin - you know what time it is!
It's one in the mornin
It's one in the mornin - you gonna have come out your clothes on this one
It's one in the mornin
Yeah I'm still at it, the microphone addict
You get your dome splattered, cause homey will not have it
Your ashes get scattered across the Atlantic
For actin like you a teenage chick with her bra padded
You might laugh at it, but if you do the knowledge
It's really a tad tragic how they runnin through they cabbage
You know my track record, L battle like a savage
I think and grow rich, that gives me the advantage
Uncle LL, I got product for sale
So I can bail Al Sharpton out of jail
Somebody gotta do it, somebody in the black community
gotta get this money while y'all march for unity
So march on, I'ma get my Bentley park on
Then get my dogs a platform to bark on
The realest brother, you Nicole Kidman, one of 'The Others'
Children shiverin under the covers
The man in black, the tilted Fedora hat
I'm bringin it raw, you never want your money back
I'm focused baby, livin like a quarterback
Playin in the wishbone, L keep options black
Systematically, burn you like calories
Watch your mouth, go earn your lil' salary
I'm a classic like Nike Airs and Wallabees
You could catch it like the flu, homey follow me
[Chorus]
It's one in the mornin - flash the dough
It's one in the mornin - crack the Mo'
It's one in the mornin - get on the flo'
It's one in the mornin - who wanna go?
[LL Cool J]
That's right Sleeping Beauty, wake up see the light
That Tylenol PM got you caught for your BM
Everybody can see I'm the king of rippin coliseums
C'mon, youse a male groupie beggin for per diem
A fruitcake laid out in the masoleum
I'm the richest man in Babylon, nobody could see him
Money's my slave, it do what I say
It cry for me, like Denzel in "Glory"
But I broke the cycle, no more poverty
I wonder if you hatin on the low - probably!
But cats know I'm real, I keep 'em on they heels
Damn! Look at my body, coulda been a Navy Seal
But you lack the discipline to do what I do
Reinvention, I'm in the 11th dimension
I'm a value stock pop, get it while it's hot

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song performed by LL Cool J
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Gimme The Light Remix,

[Intro]
[Busta Rhymes:] Ay yo Sean Paul!!!
[Sean Paul:] Yo yo
[Busta Rhymes:] A Busta Rhymes this yuh know
[Sean Paul:] Wah gwaan
[Busta Rhymes]
Pass me the blow torch let me light up this big head nigga
[Sean Paul:] No doubt
[Busta Rhymes:] Bring dat come rudebwoy
[Sean Paul:] A Dutty Yeah!!!
[Busta Rhymes:] Flipmode check it!!!
[Chorus (Busta Rhymes):]
Just gimme the light and pass the dro! Buss anotha bokkle a moe
(Huh huh huh huh huh come on)
Gal dem inna mi sight and I got to know (Yeah, yeah)
Which one is gonna catch my flow (Busta Bus now)
Cause I'm inna di vibe and I got my dough! (Yeah, Sean Paul now)
Buss anotha bokkle a moe
(Remix, remix, remix) Gal dem lookin hype and I got to know!!!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah yeah check it, clap oonu hand oonu fi clap oonu hand
Busta Bus inna di place oonu fi clap oonu hand
Seh mi and Sean Paul link up come fi create a plan
To go a dancehall buss it up and mek couple grand
Run the streets you never move without the rest of the clan
With a nine in the door panel in the side of the van
Despite the hate that be always comin for you and your man
It's Flipmode and Sean Paul nigga, understand
[Sean Paul]
Tell dem nuh ready fi di level weh di Dutty deh pon
Turn up di bass and di treble music a di weopen
Gal a whine up dem waist like a phenomenom
All over di world oonu fi sing this a song yo
[Chorus]
Just gimme the light and pass the dro! Buss anotha bottle a moe
Gal dem inna mi sight and I got to know (Yo, yo, yo yo yo)
Which one is gonna catch my flow
Cause mi inna di vibe and I got my dough! (Flipmode baby!!!)
Buss anotha bottle a moe (Come on, Sean Paul baby!!!)
Gal dem lookin hype and I got to know!!!
(Come on, yeah, yeah, Busta Bus now!!!)
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
We be blazin cellular phones in wire or cingular
And still gotta connect to smoke a piece of the rizla
See if you could in a philly or a chalice I'm givin you
The chance to smoke up until a ugly chick look like Vivica Fox
Clap oonu hand oonu fi clap oonu hand
Busta Bus inna di place oonu fi clap oonu hand
Seh mi and Sean Paul link up come fi create a plan
To go a dancehall buss it up and mek couple grand

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song performed by Sean Paul
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Rock Me Baby

(b.b. king, j. josea)
Producers: chris lord-aldge, tina turner and roger davies
Album: whats love got to do with it (94)
Rock me baby, rock me all night long
I said I want you to
Rock me baby, rock me all night long
I want you to rock me like my back aint got no bones
Roll me daddy like you roll your flour dough
Want you to
Roll me daddy like you roll your flour dough
I want you to roll me till I wont no more
When you see me coming go get your rockin chair
When you see me coming go get your rockin chair
I want you to rock me, rock me away from here
Rock me baby, rock me all night long
I said I want you to
Rock me baby, rock me all night long
I want you to rock me like my back aint got no bones
Roll me daddy like you roll your flour dough
I said I want you to
Roll me daddy like you roll your flour dough
I want you to roll me till I wont no more

song performed by Tina Turner
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Can I Get A...

[jay-z]
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ya-yah-yah, ya-ya-yah-yeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge-gi, ge-gi-gi-gi-geyeah bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Get it!
Verse one: jay-z
Can i hit in the morning
Without giving you half of my dough
And even worse if i was broke would you want me?
If i couldn't get you finer things
Like all of them diamond rings [niggaz] kill for
Would you still roll?
If we couldn't see the sun risin off the shore of thailand
Would you ride then, if it wasn't droppin?
If wasn't ah, eight figure [nigga] by the name of jigga
Would you come around naked, would you clown me?
If i couldn't flow futuristic would ya
Put your two lips on my [dick], kiss it - could ya
See yourself with a [nigga] workin harder than 9 to 5
Contend with six, two jobs to survive, or
Do you need a balla? so you can shop and tear the mall up?
Brag, tell your friends what i bought ya
If you couldn't see yourself with a [nigga] when his dough is low
Baby girl, if this is so, yo..
Chorus: repeat 2x
[jay-z] can i get a what what
To these chickens from all of my doves
Who don't love those, they get no dough
[amil] can i get a woop woop
To these fellas from all of my ladies
Who don't got love for players without dubs?
[amil] now can you bounce wit me, uhh
[jay-z] bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[amil] uh uh.. major coins
[jay-z] bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[amil] yeah, not done
[jay-z] can ya can ya can ya bounce wit me, bounce wit me
[amil] uh-uh uh uh
Verse two: amil
You ain't gotta be rich but funk dat
How a [bitch] gonna get around your bus pass
? put this [ass] on your mustache
Can you afford me, my ? ? this, never corny
Ambition makes me, so horny, i come fussin in the
Front end, if you got nuttin, baby boy, you betta
"git up, git out and get somethin" [shit!]
I like a, lot of pravada, alize and baca
Late nights, candlelight, can i tear the [cock] up

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Dinah Kneading Dough

I have seen full many a sight
Born of day or drawn by night:
Sunlight on a silver stream,
Golden lilies all a-dream,
Lofty mountains, bold and proud,
Veiled beneath the lacelike cloud;
But no lovely sight I know
Equals Dinah kneading dough.

Brown arms buried elbow-deep
Their domestic rhythm keep,
As with steady sweep they go
Through the gently yielding dough.
Maids may vaunt their finer charms--
Naught to me like Dinah's arms;
Girls may draw, or paint, or sew--
I love Dinah kneading dough.

Eyes of jet and teeth of pearl,
Hair, some say, too tight a-curl;
But the dainty maid I deem
Very near perfection's dream.
Swift she works, and only flings
Me a glance--the least of things.
And I wonder, does she know
That my heart is in the dough?

poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Ough''A Phonetic Fantasy

The baker-man was kneading dough
And whistling softly, sweet and lough.

Yet ever and anon he'd cough
As though his head were coming ough!

"My word!" said he," but this is rough:
This flour is simply awful stough!"

He punched and thumped it through and through,
As all good bakers dough!

" I'd sooner drive," said he " a plough
Than be a baker anyhough!"

Thus spake the baker kneading dough;
But don't let on I told you sough!

poem by William Thomas Goodge
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He Is

Doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo
Oh, my, where do, how do I begin
To answer the question I know you been wonderin
Playin cool, i, cool, how could it all be true
These things, whos that and whats it to you
He is the mind objector, the heart protector
The soul defender of anything I fear
The baby conceiver, the make me believer
The joy bringer, the love giver
He is the dough increaser, the pleasure releaser
The hard knocks knower without the scars to show ya
The night school teacher, the good life preacher
The caretaker, the kiss craver
He is
All these words are only frostin on my cake
Feelings explain, dont do justice to how I feel
So alive, so in love for the first time
No way can I hide who am i
He is the mind objector, the heart protector
The soul defender of anything I fear
The baby conceiver, the make me believer
The joy bringer, the love giver
He is the dough increaser, the pleasure releaser
The hard knocks knower without the scars to show ya
The night school teacher, the good life preacher
The caretaker, the kiss craver
{he is} so {he is}, so {he is}
Everything, everything I want and I want it
{he is} so {he is}, so {he is}
And so much more than I thought it could be
{so right} so right {so right} girls, i
I gotta be the same for him {i gotta be the same for him}
For my baby
Oh...oh...yes, he is, oh, oh
I know exactly what he is
{he is, he is, he is}
My joy bringer
{he is, he is, he is}
He is the soul injector, the heart protector
The soul defender of anything I fear
The baby conceiver, the make me believer
The joy bringer, the love giver
He is the dough increaser, the pleasure releaser
The hard knocks knower without the scars to show ya
The night school teacher, the good life preacher
The caretaker, the kiss craver
He is make it alright to get you through the night
The soul defender of anything I fear
The pain remover, bad times undoer

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song performed by Heather Headley
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Your Cash Ain't Nothing But Trash

(c. calhoun)
Walking down the main drag one night
I met a fine chick that looked- just right
She stopped in and i flashed my roll
I told her she could have all of my dough
She turned around, and with a fround
She said this ain't no circus and i don't need a clown
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
So there ain't no need in your hangin' around
Just to make the hit with that chick
I tried to get a cadillac right quick
The man at the place looked so strange
I had nine hundred bucks and some change
We disagreed, i tried to pleed
He said i ain't no chicken and i don't need your feed
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
Then brother you're crawling we passed your speed
I'm walking and countin my bucks
The man with the gun said hands up
I tried to get away but i was too slow
He caught me and took all of my dough
I heard him shout, as he cut out
"you really lost nothing what you're crying about?"
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
And he took my watch and i passed out
I woke in the arms of a big cop
Police station next stop
The judge swung his fist down plunk plunk
Twenty dollar fine 'cause you're drunk
Dig up the dough, and you can go
And all i had was a buffalo
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
Your cash ain't nothin' but trash
But i sure better get me some more

song performed by Huey Lewis And The News
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Our Hired Girl

1 Our hired girl, she's 'Lizabuth Ann;
2 An' she can cook best things to eat!
3 She ist puts dough in our pie-pan,
4 An' pours in somepin' 'at's good an' sweet;
5 An' nen she salts it all on top
6 With cinnamon; an' nen she'll stop
7 An' stoop an' slide it, ist as slow,
8 In th' old cook-stove, so's 'twon't slop
9 An' git all spilled; nen bakes it, so
10 It's custard-pie, first thing you know!
11 An' nen she'll say,
12 "Clear out o' my way!
13 They's time fer work, an' time fer play!
14 Take yer dough, an' run, child, run!
15 Er I cain't git no cookin' done!"

16 When our hired girl 'tends like she's mad,
17 An' says folks got to walk the chalk
18 When she's around, er wisht they had!
19 I play out on our porch an' talk
20 To Th' Raggedy Man 'at mows our lawn;
21 An' he says, "Whew!" an' nen leans on
22 His old crook-scythe, and blinks his eyes,
23 An' sniffs all 'round an' says, "I swawn!
24 Ef my old nose don't tell me lies,
25 It 'pears like I smell custard-pies!"
26 An' nen he'll say,
27 "Clear out o' my way!
28 They's time fer work, an' time fer play!
29 Take yer dough, an' run, child, run!
30 Er she cain't git no cookin' done!"

31 Wunst our hired girl, when she
32 Got the supper, an' we all et,
33 An' it wuz night, an' Ma an' me
34 An' Pa went wher' the "Social" met, --
35 An' nen when we come home, an' see
36 A light in the kitchen door, an' we
37 Heerd a maccordeun, Pa says, "Lan'-
38 O'-Gracious! who can her beau be?"
39 An' I marched in, an' 'Lizabuth Ann
40 Wuz parchin' corn fer The Raggedy Man!
41 Better say,
42 "Clear out o' the way!
43 They's time fer work, an' time fer play!
44 Take the hint, an' run, child, run!
45 Er we cain't git no courtin' done!"

poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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That is raw dough. Never eat raw dough. They can make worms in your tummy. Worms in your tummy.

quote by Ryan Stiles
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Broken wings of love

I Know that my love is gone

I know that it never will come

But broken
Heart of mine

Still singing the love songs

And how admiring that

Broken wings of love

Still trying to fly

Dough they know you will never come back

How great is the love!

I know that my heart will never stop singing
Your song

I know that my soul will never
stop trying to fly

Dough you have broken the wings of love thousands of times

How admiring that they still alive and survive

And still trying to fly

How great is the Love...

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Tell Me Why

My heart that was only a toy in your hands
My love that was only to enjoy your silly soul
Dough you knew that the life was so hard for me
You have broke my wounded heart
Dough you knew what the time had happend to me

You willingly wounded my heart so deeply
If you never loved me why!
Why you excited my emotions for your love
Maybe my fault was just loving you
Or the happiness is forbidden for me to live in!

So tell me, who or what can bring back the happiness to my heart?

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Disco Inferno

[Hook x2]
Little mama show me how you move it
better yet put ya back into it
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it
Shake..
sh..sh..shake that ass girl.
[Verse 1]
Go Go Go
Fifty in the house- bounce, y'all already know what I'm about.
The flow sounds sick over Dre' drums n*gga, I ain't
stupid- I see Doc and my dope come quicker.
Whoa! Shorty' hips is hypnotic, she moves is so erotic, but watch
I'ma watch her bounce that assss girl.
I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, front in here, we'll thump in here. Oooohh.
I'm so gutter, so ghetto, so hood. So gully, so grimy, what's good?
Outside, the Benz on dubs
I'm in the club wit da snub - don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'. Uuuhhh.
[Hook x2]
Little mama show me how you move it
better yet put ya back into it
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it
Shake..
sh..sh.. shake that ass girl.
[Verse 2]
Let's party, everybody stand up.
Everybody put ya hands up.
Let's party, everybody bounce wit me.
Some Champagne and burn ailtte greenary.
This hot. Disco Inferno, let's go. You are now rockin wit a pro.
I get dough to flip dough to get more, fo sho'.
Get my drank on then get on da dance floor.
Look homie I don't dance all i do is this.
It's the same 2-step wit a lil' twist.
Listen pimpin' I ain't new to this, I'm true to this.
Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this.
You mix a lil' Cris with a lil' Don Perrion.
And a lil' Hennessy, you know we fittin' to carry on.
Hollerin' at these snakes in da club tryin' to get right,
we gonna be up in this bitch 'til we break daylight.
[Hook x2]
Little mama show me how you move it
better yet put ya back into it
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it
Shake..
sh..sh..shake that ass girl.
[Verse 3]
You see me shinin' and lit up with diamonds as I stay grindin'. uh-huh.
Homie you can catch me swoopin Bentley coupin',
switchin lanes. u see me rollin, you know I'm holdin,
I'm about my paper, yeah.

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San Miguel

Started off the day with a thought
That took me far away
I think I found a place
Where I know I can be forever
Its down in san miguel
(lookin for lookin for lookin for a lady)
Could be in mexico
Where you dont need no dough
I know Im gonna go
Lookin for the ladies of love
I go where Im going
Goin straight ahead
Down in to san miguel
Over the top
We cross the border now
Headin in to san miguel
Thats where Im gonna go
(lookin for lookin for lookin for a lady)
Hope you will be comin too
You can kick off your shoes
Come on its time to go
Lookin for the ladies of love
Ow ow
Yiyiyiyiyiyi
Its down in san miguel
(lookin for lookin for lookin for a lady)
Could be in mexico
Where you dont need no dough
I know Im gonna go
Lookin for the ladies of love
La la la la
La la la la
...

song performed by Beach Boys
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Boys Better

Boys had better beware
You could seem to color your hair.
Or on a wig, you already spent
All the dough to cover your rent.
But not so cool man
If you care, for all the
Other boys caught in your
Bleach job hair.
And girls better beware.
Boys, you better, you better.
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Boys said
She had,
Like gods hands.
A-men
Boys had better beware
You could seem a wasted affair
And like a bitch you already spent
All the dough you promised your friends
But not so cool man if you care
For all the other boys caught
In your bleach job hair.
And girls you better beware,
Boy you better, you better.
Oh man its not fair
To all the other boys caught
In your bleach job hair
And girls you better beware.
Boys, you better, you better

song performed by Dandy Warhols
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My Little Love

Ive got a song that it is my mind, my little love who is never unkind
Im a poet and Im better off dead. these are the words she said
Down by the breadline pickin up dough, hand me the guitar, there Ill go
I would rather make a living instead, instead of bein in the red
My little love from the world outside, helpin me keep, turnin the tide
Come and meet me by the neon light. and Im hopin youll make it alright
Ill do anything you see fit, my little love
My little love movin in my soul, my little love who will never turn cold
It doesnt matter if I aint shaved, it doesnt matter if I aint behaved
My little love you been on my side, helpin me keep turnin the tide
Havin a hard time livin right now, havin a hard time showin ya how
My little love from the world out there, helpin me keep a-doin my share
Come and meet me by the neon light, and Im hopin youll make it alright
Ill do anything you see fit, my little love
Down by the breadline pickin up dough, hand me the guitar, there Ill go
It doesnt matter if I aint shaved, it doesnt matter if I aint behaved
I got a light that is in my soul, I got a love thatll never turn cold
Come and meet me by the neon light. and Im hopin youll make it alright
Ill do anything you see fit, my little love
Ill do anything you see fit, my little love

song performed by Gordon Lightfoot
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Make It Clap

[Intro: Sean Paul (Busta Rhymes)]
We make it clap, we make it clap (Huh!)
Yeah yeah yeah (Flipmode!!!) Busta Rhymes (Busta Rhymes!!!)
Sean-A-Paul (Sean Paul!!!)
One more time (Ha!!!) kill 'em with a rhyme (Huh!!!)
Remix time (remix!!!) a dutty yeah, yo, Spliff Star (Spliff!!!)
Flipmode Squad (Ha!!!) we kill 'em with a rhyme, a dutty yeah
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Cau mi seh jump up clap oonu hand and siddung get up
And mi nah wig out mek everybody flip out oonu fi carry on
To get tired I waan chillout, all a di gal a sweat out
Mek your body keep clappin on
[Sean Paul]
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands, so push it up deh
[Busta Rhymes]
Back with the remix with Spliff and Sean-A-Paul on the corner
Can't believe when we do it we smack it down how we wanna
Keepin it comin keepin it goin cause we ain't playin
I'm talkin to all my people cause what I'm sayin is
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
In case you ain't know and in case you ain't heard
And if you want us to set it just give me the word
This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds
To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves
[Sean Paul]
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap
[Verse 2: Spliff Star]
Poor snapper, lookin at shorty shakin it and makin it clap
Booty big pokin out like twenties on the lap
When I give it to her shorty know how to throw it back
Booty bangin to the beat sometimes we overlap-sing
Gal peel out your blouse and your tight-jeans
Let me lick you down dip you with some ice-cream
Gal holla holla my name when I slide-in
Thunderstorm, rain, sleet and light-ning
Hold me tight feel the triniman grin-ding and grin-ding and grin-ding
Gal dip and bounce start whin-ning
You see Spliff, Sean Paul and Busta Rhymes, seen
([Busta Rhymes:] We got dough) You could tell by what we dri-ving
([Busta Rhymes:] Lookin to chose) How it's different and blin-ding
And blin-ding and blin-ding it's like that make it clap now
[Chorus]
[Sean Paul]

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Rip It Up

Saturday night & I just got paid
I'm a fool about my money,
Don't try to save.
My heart says "go go, have a time"
Saturday night & I'm feelin' fine.
I'm gonna rock it up, whoo
Rip it up
I'm gonna shake it up
Gonna ball it up
I'm gonna rock it
And ball tonight!
Well almost 'bout ten
I'll be flying high
I'll rock on out unto the sky
I don't care if I spend my dough
Tonight I'm gonna be one happy soul
I'm gonna rock it up, whoo
Rip it up
I'm gonna shake it up
Gonna ball it up
I'm gonna rock it And ball tonight!
Saturday night & I just got paid
I'm a fool about my money,
Don't try to save.
My heart says "go go, have a time"
Saturday night & I'm feelin' fine.
I'm gonna rock it up, whoo
Rip it up
Gonna shake it up
Gonna ball it up
I'm gonna rock it
And ball tonight!
Well almost 'bout ten
I'll be flying high
I'm gonna rock on out unto the sky
I don't care if I spend my dough
Tonight I'm gonna be one happy soul
I'm gonna rock it up, whoo
Gonna rip it up
I'm gonna shake it up
Gonna ball it up
I'm gonna rock it
And ball tonight!
Well, it's Saturday night & I just got paid
I'm a fool about my money,
Don't try to save.
My heart says "go go, have a time"
Saturday night & I'm feelin' fine
I'm gonna rock it up
I'm gonna rip it up

song performed by Hanson
Added by Lucian Velea
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How Hard Is It

(Mad Spider)
Wait a second, draw back, ban this here I come
Stick this business, stock me up, they took me coat with a stun gun
On a Sunday, a bloody Sunday, so what's the resume?
Heads got felt in the force I heard a Milky Way
I caught a heart attack when I heard my cousin (???)
In Avenue D. in Brooklyn New York City
ever since I used my man I moved to Jersey
But realistically, God, could of called me early
Cause I got a big bop I'm wanted by the block
I take a ruff-neck chicken make stop in stone top
Cause I roll with the army of sixty-eight
The Privates' don't make the orders it's the General that makes the wig-wack
Buy her back, buy a cat, I got scratched in a day to kidnap
and at night I was back and the Jeep got attacked by a gang that sold crack
But the posse was strapped it was nothin' but CRAP!!
I got cuffed in the back, in the jail there were rats
So I pulled out my mack to get out of this crap
Though I wish I could zap outta here but I quack like a dog
that pass gats so I put the gas mask on the mic
there were blasts cause I do it it's my task
And all the jumper the guys that I see to me pass the class
Check out the vocab, it'll get out, then get it, do it again
gift of the guy if you're good you're good, if you're bad you're bad
(Chorus: Wyclef Jean)
So how hard is it? (Hard as it can get)
I wanna know, how hard do you wanna it? (Hard as it can get)
(Pras)
One, two (ONE, TWO), three, four (THREE, FOUR)
Hardcore (HARDCORE), hardcore (HARDCORE)
Yo, watch yourself for your health I'll snatch your last breath
Then I left you up for another one bites the dust
You couldn't ride me if you went behind the bush, gush
Leave the style alone, don't try to follow me
Cause a life of the hood make it a little triggery
So keep your eyes on the prize, don't be surprised
Cause on my half I may pull out a semi-automatic sixty-eight
watch around my back it's mainly static
Droppin' emcees like a bad habit
Here come the Pras with a new package
(Wyclef Jean)
Mad and they ignorance, think they can test the performance of an ancient (RAPPER!!)
Let me break it down in a dialect (BADDER!!)
Easier said than what the mono said
cause there's more than righter rapper, paid for the rapper be-bop
Cause he said everybody's rappin', them and they momma
So when I grab the mic I grab it like a gangster
Microphone sniper cause it'll be the prowler
(Mad Spider)
Launch it, it's trife, no magic, the realistic maggot

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song performed by Fugees
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