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I'm not looking to go out there and make a rhythmic Timbaland track.

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Lining Track

This song was first released on the all aboard! album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Mo boys, is you right
Done got it right
All I hate about linin track
These ol boys are gonna break my back
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Down in the holler below the fleld
Angels working on the chariot wheel
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Mary and the babe was a sittin in the shade
Thinking on the money that I aint made
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Moses stood on the red sea shore
Gotta batten down the waves with a 2 by 4
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Now if I could I surely would
Stand on the rock where moses stood
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Matthew, mark, luke and john
All them disciples dead and gone
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Mo boys, is you right
Done got it right
All I hate about lining track
These ol boys about to break my back
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Words and music by huddie ledbetter

song performed by John Denver
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Pony Remix

Ginuwine](timbaland)
(check it)
To all my ladies (what? )
Who wants to ride my pony? (ginuwine, what? )
To all my honeys (uh)
Who wants to ride my pony? (timbaland, uh what? )
To all my babies (remix)
Who wants to ride my pony?
(remix, what? )
To all my ladies
Who wants to?
[timbaland]
Check it out baby
Let me tell you
Come on and ride this horse
You will see we gonna stay on course
Dont try to fight the force
I wanna hear your voice, girl
Come on and get with me
A real true o-g
Straight from the v-a-v
Yeah, here to set you free
Yeah baby call me perv
I wonder do you serve, uh
Check out your curves
Making our bodies merge
Im just a real brother
My name is timbaland
I wanna hold your hand
Want to be your man
[ginuwine](timbaland)
Im just a bachelor
Im looking for a partner (uh, uh)
Someone who knows how to ride
Without even falling off (what? )
Gotta be compatible
Takes me to my limits (word up)
Girl when I break you off (what? )
I promise that you wont want to get off
(no doubt)
1 - [ginuwine]
If youre horny lets do it
Ride it my pony
My saddles waiting
Come and jump on it
If youre horny lets do it
Ride it my pony
My saddles waiting
Come and jump on it
[ginuwine](timbaland)

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song performed by Ginuwine
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Little Man's Bangin' Lude

Welcome y'all
Mmm Mmm Mmm
I'm back 1 more 'gain
Now what's my name y'all?
Could it be Little man joined with the Timbaland?
Could it be Ginuwine joined with the Timbaland?
Yo Yo Yo, everybody!
Whatchu said whatchu said
Whatchu need whatchu need
Whatchu want whatchu want
Timbaland's beat Timbaland's beat
Whatchu said whatchu said
Whatchu need whatchu need
Whatchu want whatchu want
Timbaland's beat Timbaland's beat (repeat 7 more times)
It's the year 2 G
Little man is coming to you on Ginuiwne's album
Hahaha
I don't think it's in stores yet
'Cause the stores are not ready for this album
He's not the bachelor no more
He's 100%
100%, 100% Ginuwine
And the man who's doing this beat, his name is Timbaland
And no Little Man is not Timbaland
Little Man is somebody else
Wouldn't y'all like to know
Now, we must ride and I want every female and every brother out there huh
Bounce with me uh huh bounce with me uh huh bounce with me uh huh bounce with
me
uh huh bounce with me
Yeah
Now, let's do something diffferent
I'm gonna do something different {Funny Laugh}
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song performed by Ginuwine
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Drop

Timbaland Timbaland Fatman scoop
Timbaland Timbaland
Whatever I say y'all gotta do
Whatever I say y'all gotta do
Whatever I say y'all gotta do

(Timbaland)
Awww lord guess whos comming
Timbaland A.K.A freaky feel drumming
Who can get it crunk like me Timbaland
Oh my nigga Scoop A.K.A fat man
Weed guaranteed to make the party people bounce
Fellas say (OH) girls say(ah)
Lookin at the cornrows up in the club
Girl don't be bashfull girl back it up
Throw it girl like its poking man
Shake that ass as fast as you can
White girl shake it like she burning from a sun tan
My dog grip it grab it like it was a soda can
What you talking bout holding back
When you get on the dance floor drop it like it was a cadillac
What you talking bout cutting nigga slack
girl girl you betta bend that back
12 my girls roll deep in the club
Cant't wait to hit the bar and get that thug
Where my dogs that got more than a hundred bucks
Cant wait to freak one of the big old butts
Before we start to turn it out
you must learn to crunk out
Before we start to turn it out
You must first begin to

(Fatman Scoop)2x
Breathe in Breathe out
Breathe in Breathe out
Breathe in Breathe out
Now drop now drop now drop now drop

(Fatman Scoop)
If you got the fattest ass on the block now drop
Let a nigga see the coochie pop now drop
Do the snake do the freak do the pop now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop
Real eyes down south thighs
Waist line five six seven now drop
One time all in together now drop
Yo dont stop dont stop

(Magoo)
Get your freak on at club(?)

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song performed by Timbaland and Magoo from Indecent Proposal
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Looking for Water

Still the leaves are spinning 'round
Take my hand as we go down, and down, and down
Looking for water
Well, our light's gone in a New York minute
Don't know about you, but my heart's not in it
(Looking, looking, looking)
I'm looking for water
I'm looking for water
(Looking, looking, looking)
I can't breathe the air, can't raise a fact
'Cause all we've got left is a beat in the night, and I'm
(Looking for water)
Looking for water
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
Take my hand as we go down, and down
Leave it all behind, nothing could be found
(I'm, looking for water)
I'm looking for water
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
(I, looking for water)
Looking everywhere
(Looking for water)
Looking here and there
(I'm looking for water)
I'm looking for water
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
I can't live in this cage, I can't eat this candy
The edge of the earth to the spin in my head
The look in your eyes and never means never
The dawn's early light, baby, dark is forever
(Looking, looking)
(Looking, looking)
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
I
(Looking for water)
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
I
(Looking for water)
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
I
(Looking for water)
(Looking for watter)
Looking, looking)
I

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song performed by David Bowie, music by David Bowie, lyrics by David Bowie from Reality
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Bite Our Style (Interlude)

Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style (fa la la la la)
Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style (EEEEE fa la la la la)
Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style (fa la la la la)
Me and Timbaland we make you wanna bite our style
Me and Timbaland our style's so superb have you heard have you heard
Me and Timbaland our style's so superb have you heard have you heard
Me and Timbaland our style's so superb (say what) have you heard the word?

song performed by Missy Elliott
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Doggfather

(snoop)
I know you gonna dig this
(timbaland)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Snoop:
I'm the doggfatha
Dig this
(timbaland)
Uh huh, uh huh say what
Snoop:
I'm the doggfatha
And you know that
(timbaland)
Uh huh uh huh
Say what say what
Snoop:
I'm the doggfatha
And you know that
Snoop:
When i wizake up in the mornin (say what)
And i get up out my bizzed (say what)
I feel gizood, oh yes i dizoo (uh)
Cuz i still can give it up on yizoo (huh)
Cuz what is all i look fizzor (uh)
In the fizee where the papers lizzone (uh-huh)
But as for mizee, i own gizees (what)
When im bustin rizzocks and ya know that (ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky)
I put down more hits than mafioso niggaz (uh-huh)
And lucky luciano bout to sing soprano
And i know, i know the way it feels (uh-huh)
And baby bubba we gon keep it on the real (huh huh huh)
Just to getcha caught up in amazement (yeahhh, what)
We talkin to cubans, so it might get dangerous (yeah, uh)
Now when it izzoo, people said oh dizzamn (uh-huh)
And let the bizzow wizzow ride the trizail ha ha (uh-huh)
How you feelin, i'm on the ceilin,
Ridin like a villain makin the killins,
Thrillin the crowd (uh-huh)
With my new hairdo (hairdo)
Outbiddin you (fo sho)
Fifty dollar socks credit thousand dollar shoes (uh-huh)
Man i give the blues to the sucka m.c.'s, who you be?
You know who i be, young nigga
Chorus:
Snoop, (timbaland):
I'm the doggfatha
(dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg fatha fatha)
And ya know that, i'm the doggfatha
(dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg dogg fatha)
And ya know that, i'm the doggfatha

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song performed by Snoop Dogg
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You Wont See Me Tonight

[nas] + (timbaland)
(what? ) ever been in love? (cmon)
Yeah.. are you ready? (uhh) for somethin real?
(say what? ) cause it cant be fake
This aint no game (cmon)
You gotta be wit me, for real (uh-huh)
Cause its real out here (uh-huh)
So make up your mind, cause I aint got no time
Yknow? (cmon)
[nas]
Im the most wanted baby fathe, save the drama
We toast when I wine and dine ya -- all you need is me
I wont stress you but bless you
Mentally and sexual, we both intellectual
Cant forget how I met you;
You thought I was a boxer -- prince nasim
But Im the mobster -- nas from queens
And when I gotcha - you ridin with me
You keep askin, when do you have time for me?
Im never free always on the move, bidness oriented
Lifestyle expensive, attract women
You wanna search my pockets, and act all wild
Say I hurt your heart - ask how could I smile?
Wanna call back all my numbers - star 6-9 me
Check my car for rubbers, but quit tryin
Before you find what you lookin for and get to cryin
You always sayin what you gon do if you catch me lyin
Chorus one: aaliyah + (timbaland) + [nas]
You wont see me tonight [yeah right] (say what? say what? )
You wont see me tomorrow [uh-huh] (uh-huh)
Ill be gone by daylight [doubt that] (what? )
And youll be so full of sorrow [yeah right]
Youll go tell all your friends [thats right] (say what? )
How you called and I follow [they know it]
But you wont see me tonight [you dont believe that]
No you wont see me tomorrow
[nas]
Caramel kisses of jezebels sister
I feel no guilt when I twist ya
Turn the other cheek when I see the next freak witcha
You got your name on his lease, copy his key
Thats your lil spot where you rest your wig peice
Go head and live baby, I know you his lady
You page me, when you got the day free
But I be out with my peeps in them system jeeps
You wanna lay up in the sheets of presidential suites
Like Ill massage you while you massage me, mami
But can you hang with a young man whos doin his thang?
Speak up, I wanna know if you can keep up
Timberland boots for girls, with the tree stump

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song performed by Nas
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Headsprung Ft Timbaland

Verse 1: LL Cool J
They call me Big L'y, Big Silly, Big Money, Big Billy
When I'm sliding in them all can ya hear me?
I be sexing wit these bars so ya feel me
Let me grip it up for cuz in the back
Let me grip it get a buzz in ya hat
I'ma tell ya how to cause an attack
Timbaland, Ladies Love on the track
Lovely get the ice, pop champagne
Don't forget I used to ride on the train
When I bump it right, call my name
Go crazy in the mall with James
Dump that, not ill like me
Bring the women in to chill for free
Let me ya girl, don't try me
You better have I.D.!
Chorus (2x): Timbaland
When we be up in the club
We be posting the back
When we be in the club
Girls always come to the back
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
Verse 2: LL Cool J
Lord Have Mercy! If the broad is thirsty
I'll have her man reimburse me
The part that hurts me, is when they try to work me
But I could never let ya jerk me
Steady sticking to the wall, give it up
Sneaking through the back door live it up
Got the champagne, pour me a cup
Got the girls lookin' raw in the front
Got a call your man's in town
Tell the bar, a-nother round
Got all my mans holding me down
Kinda thick ma, let's get down, so get wit it
I'm sayin' what time wanna dip wit it?
Got playas on the grind, wanna skip wit it
Backstage you mine, I'ma spit wit it, hey!
Chorus (2x): Timbaland
When we be up in the club
When be posting the back
When we be in the club
Girls always come to the back
And we bout to get our headsprungAnd we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
And we bout to get our headsprung
Bridge: LL Cool J

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song performed by LL Cool J
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Listen To The Eight Track

(mick, Ive got a...)
There must be one million stories in new york city, the naked city, and this is one of em
I live out on the island, and I got problems
My mom dont like me, cause she says I know sultan(? )
Sitting in the cark park, in my old buick skylark
Getting high, getting high,
Getting high on the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Oh it aint easy, when you gotta survive
Keep on giving death, just to survive
Oh get out into the car park, sitting in my own buick skylark in the dark
Oh, n Ill listen to the eight track
Oh, Ill listen to the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Yeah, cant wind it back
Listen to the eight track
In between the seats, in the cracks
Listen to the eight track
Oh sometimes I get a woman in here
And I put on bruce springsteens new double album
And then, just when everythings getting hot
I start turning the volume right down low
Baby, let me snuggle right next to you
You turned to me sweetly, you know what she said,
She said, turn up the eight track
Oh listen to the eight track
Oh listen to the eight track, aint no winding it back
Listen to the eight track
Listen to the eight track
Listen to the eight track
There must have been about a million stories in new york city, the naked city, and this has been one of them!

song performed by Ian Hunter
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Looking Up

Looking up, again
Im coming back to life
Im coming back to life
Looking up, to you
If was really up to you
You had to pull me through
Looking up
Looking up, a change is
Coming over me
I know now that Im free
Looking up, I find
Im walking tall and proud
And happy all the time
Looking up
Im looking up
Looking up
I see my troubles far behind
Looking up
(Im looking up)
Looking up
I feel Im rising to the top
Looking up
Looking up, a change is
Coming over me
I know now that Im free
Looking up, I find
Im walking tall and proud
And happy all the time
Looking up
Im looking up
Looking up
I see my troubles far behind
Looking up
(Im looking up)
Looking up
I feel Im rising to the top
Looking up
Someone that understands
Is there until the end
To hold the light for me
The light that help me see
And in my darkest hours
Will come with sunny showers
To help me to forget
Oh I so glad we met
And since that rainy day
The clouds just stay away
You chase them with your love
The greatest love Ive known
cause in the darkest hour

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song performed by Donna Summer
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Looking At The Many People

Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people,
Waiting to live a life they like.
The many people...
In a luxurized hype.

Looking at the people,
Waiting for a life they like.
The many people.
Looking at the many people.

Embittered and lamenting.
Looking at the many people.
Living venting and resenting.
Looking at the many people.

Condescending and offending.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.

Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Waiting for a life they like.
The many people.
Looking at the many people.

Looking at the many people.
Waiting for a life they like.
The many people.
Looking at the many people.

Embittered and lamenting.
Looking at the many people.
Living venting and resenting.
Looking at the many people.

Condescending and offending.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.

Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.

Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bo Weevil

You may talk about the ladies
The ladies of your own
These boweevils they'll rub you up at home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
The first time I seen a bo weevil
He was sitting on the stair
The next time I seen a boweevil
He had his own family there
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
The farmer he took the boweevil
And put him on the ice
The boweevil said to the farmer
You treat me mighty nice
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
Alright
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
Alright now this next verse
Is about myself, and when im done I hope
You'll all sing along with me on 'he's looking for a home'
I said if anybody asks you people
Who sang you this song
You tell 'em its Jackie White
He's just been here and gone
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
Alright
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home
They're all looking for a home

song performed by White Stripes
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Are You That Somebody

[timbaland]
Dirty south, can yall really feel me
East coast feel me
West coast feel me
(repeat x 2)
[aaliyah - verse 1 (playa sings the parentheses)]
Boy, I been watching you like a hawk in the sky
That flies, cause you were my prey (my prey)
Boy, I promise you if we keep bumpin heads
I know that one of these days (days)
We gon hook it up while we talk on the phone
But see, I dont know if thats good
I been holding back this secret from you
I probably shouldnt tell it but
[chorus]
If i, if I let you know
You cant tell nobody
Im talking bout nobody
Are you responsible
Boy I gotta watch my back
Cause Im not just anybody
Is it my go, is it your go
Sometimes Im goody-goody
Right now Im naughty naughty
Say yes or say no
Cause I really need somebody
Tell me your that somebody
[aaliyah verse 2]
Boy, wont you pick me up at the park right now
Up the block, while everyone sleeps (sleeps, sleeps)
Ill be waiting there with my tucks, my loads, my hat
Just so Im low key
If you tell the world (dont sleep, you know that well be weak)
Oh boy, see Im trusting you with my heart, my soul
I probably shouldnt let ya but if i
[chorus 2]
If i, if I let this go
You cant tell nobody
Im talking bout nobody
Are you responsible
Boy I gotta watch my back
Cause Im not just anybody
Is it my go, is it your go
Sometimes Im goody-goody
Right now Im naughty naughty
Say yes or say no
Cause I really need somebody
Tell me your that somebody
[timbaland]
Baby girl

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song performed by Aaliyah
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Keep It Real

[timbaland]
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh, uh, uh uh
(oogie oogie overlaps)
Ginuwine
[ginuwine - verse one]
You cant fool me girl
I know you well
Whats on your mind
It aint hard to tell
Dont leave me now
Dont play wit me
You think Im blind
But baby I can see
I saw your eyes, from across the room
You was checkin me out, and I was scopin you too
Dont say Im wrong (what)
Dont mind those eyes
Ima call your bluff
So baby tell me why
[ginuwine (timbaland) - chorus]
Tell me standing here (tell me baby am I gettin on your nerves)
Baby keep it real (why dont you tell me how you feel)
Tell me whats on your mind (tell me am I wasting my time)
I gotta know, baby let me know
(repeat x2)
[ginuwine - verse two]
Could you have told me girl
Is what I said
You can tell the truth
Im all in your hand
And whats wrong wit that
Are you ashamed of me?
You can fool your girls
But you cant fool g
I saw your eyes, from across the room
You was checkin me out, I was scopin you too
Oh Ill turn and walk away
If you deny (I)
But before I go
Could you tell me why
[repeat chorus x2]
[timbaland
Baby baby
Baby baby
Whats yo name
Whats yo name
How bout you
How bout you
Come play our game

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song performed by Ginuwine
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Right Now & Later On

[timbaland]
Uh, c'mon, uh, c'mon
[fabolous]
Uh, william h. bonnie, ma' i make you famous
[fabolous]
Some little pretty mami's is all i need (yeah)
Hennessy,cristal, and sticky weed (uh huh)
A little drop sports cuope's all i need (yeah)
And i brought the hammer if y'all front (woooh)
Yeah, the kid been makin these mami's, yall "papacita"
Since kangols and shell-top adidas
Love when te-ta's look like they pop through beaters
And the hips won't fit in the l-drop two-seater
But ma' i ain't the type to love ya
I'm a triflin, good for nothin, type a brother
This cute face'll make your wife smile
And i check in two bags and one's just a suitcase full of liftstyles
And we both rent out playa
Difference is you a sweet subsitute, i'm a penthouse playa
Y'all seen my rings borders
It's full of queen and king's daughters, as clean as spring water
'f's for the freakin, 'a's alright (yeah)
'b's for bottles that pop all night(uh huh)
'o's for the ounces that i got (say what)
That we blow everyday, know why, why not?
[chorus]
Right now you probably like me, but
Later no you gonna love me and
Right now you probably want me, but
Later on you gonna need me and (yeah)
Right now you don't like me, but
Later on you gonna hate me (what)
And just got to do it
F*** y'all, i'm a keep doin my thing
It's the hoodrat hugh hefner, that bend dimes, too
The five plus one, sittin on ten times two
Shorty when i'm through.....
I'm a know if you nice on the mic and if your friend rhyme, too
It's so funny how i suit the women
They know i'm still spendin show money from "superwoman"
They like "where'd he get those twenties?"
And " i didn't know that's a color that a coupe could come in, damnit man"
All i say to the heffers is "jesus"
Keep swallowin my kids, might as well have no nephews and nieces
I know you wanna slip proof
And try an make me crack a smile, just so you can see my chipped tooth
I'm tryna' get you, in and out of my room
Just to get, in and out of my womb
And rocks in mine glare, somethin, like times square
Excuse me miss, you want me to sign where? (sign where?)

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song performed by Fabolous
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Right Now Later On

[timbaland]
Uh, cmon, uh, cmon
[fabolous]
Uh, william h. bonnie, ma I make you famous
[fabolous]
Some little pretty mamis is all I need (yeah)
Hennessy,cristal, and sticky weed (uh huh)
A little drop sports cuopes all I need (yeah)
And I brought the hammer if yall front (woooh)
Yeah, the kid been makin these mamis, yall papacita
Since kangols and shell-top adidas
Love when te-tas look like they pop through beaters
And the hips wont fit in the l-drop two-seater
But ma I aint the type to love ya
Im a triflin, good for nothin, type a brother
This cute facell make your wife smile
And I check in two bags and ones just a suitcase full of liftstyles
And we both rent out playa
Difference is you a sweet subsitute, Im a penthouse playa
Yall seen my rings borders
Its full of queen and kings daughters, as clean as spring water
fs for the freakin, as alright (yeah)
bs for bottles that pop all night(uh huh)
os for the ounces that I got (say what)
That we blow everyday, know why, why not?
[chorus]
Right now you probably like me, but
Later no you gonna love me and
Right now you probably want me, but
Later on you gonna need me and (yeah)
Right now you dont like me, but
Later on you gonna hate me (what)
And just got to do it
F*** yall, Im a keep doin my thing
Its the hoodrat hugh hefner, that bend dimes, too
The five plus one, sittin on ten times two
Shorty when Im through.....
Im a know if you nice on the mic and if your friend rhyme, too
Its so funny how I suit the women
They know Im still spendin show money from superwoman
They like whered he get those twenties?
And I didnt know thats a color that a coupe could come in, damnit man
All I say to the heffers is jesus
Keep swallowin my kids, might as well have no nephews and nieces
I know you wanna slip proof
And try an make me crack a smile, just so you can see my chipped tooth
Im tryna get you, in and out of my room
Just to get, in and out of my womb
And rocks in mine glare, somethin, like times square
Excuse me miss, you want me to sign where? (sign where? )

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song performed by Fabolous
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Calling All Girls

She was insatiable, you know the type
And she was young, but she was ripe
And she was vicious, and she took a bite
Baby dont wanna feel this pain anymore
Ive got a message, put it through emergency
I wanna hear it on the radio tonight
Calling all girls, if youre looking for love (you got it)
Calling all girls, if youre looking for a hot time
Calling all girls, if youre looking for fun
Calling all girls, if youre looking for a good time tonight
Seems all the good girls are home in bed
Were gonna party to raise the dead
Im gonna love that girl right out of my head
Baby dont wanna feel this pain anymore
Ive got a message, put it through emergency
I wanna see it on the video tonight
Calling all girls, if youre looking for love
Calling all girls, if youre looking for a hot time
Calling all girls, if youre looking for fun
Calling all girls, if youre looking for a good time tonight
Calling all girls, calling all girls
Calling all girls, calling all girls
Calling all girls, calling all girls
Baby dont wanna feel this pain anymore
Ive got a message, put it through emergency
I wanna hear it on the radio tonight
Calling all girls, if youre looking for love (youve got it)
Calling all girls, if youre looking for a hot time
Calling all girls, if youre looking for fun
Calling all girls, if youre looking for a good time tonight
Calling all girls, if youre looking for love
Calling all girls, if youre looking for a hot time
Calling all girls, if youre looking for fun
Calling all girls, if youre looking for a good time tonight
Calling all girls, if youre looking for love
Calling all girls, if youre looking for a hot time
Calling all girls, if youre looking for fun
Calling all girls, if youre looking for a good time tonight

song performed by Rick Springfield
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A New Decade

A new decade
A new decade
The radio plays the sounds we made
The radio plays the sounds we made
And everything seems to feel just right
And everything seems to feel just right
Coming through your lonely mind
Coming through your lonely mind
Well Ive seen things
Well Ive seen things
That scarred and bruised and left me blind
That scarred and bruised and left me blind
So come on, listen along with me
So come on, listen along with me
I think you need a little company
I think you need a little company
And how long will I run for?
Who am I running from?
And how long will I run for?
Who am I running from?
And it makes sense
The youth coming up and making you dance
cause Ive got some living inside of me
And it makes sense
So come on I could use the company
The youth coming up and making you dance
cause Ive got some living inside of me
And how long will I run for?
So come on I could use the company
Who am I running from?
But now Ive seen my face in a cardboard wall
Nobody comes, nobody calls
And how long will I run for?
Who am I running from?
How long will I run for?
But now Ive seen my face in a cardboard wall
Who am I running from?
Nobody comes, nobody calls
Teenage tears sting my eyeballs
In a town where I wasnt born
And I will never suffer
How long will I run for?
So come on, come on, come on
Who am I running from?
But now I see my face in a cardboard wall
Teenage tears sting my eyeballs
Nobody comes, nobody calls
In a town where I wasnt born
And I will never suffer
If youre looking for me

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song performed by Verve
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The House Of Dust: Complete

I.

The sun goes down in a cold pale flare of light.
The trees grow dark: the shadows lean to the east:
And lights wink out through the windows, one by one.
A clamor of frosty sirens mourns at the night.
Pale slate-grey clouds whirl up from the sunken sun.

And the wandering one, the inquisitive dreamer of dreams,
The eternal asker of answers, stands in the street,
And lifts his palms for the first cold ghost of rain.
The purple lights leap down the hill before him.
The gorgeous night has begun again.

'I will ask them all, I will ask them all their dreams,
I will hold my light above them and seek their faces.
I will hear them whisper, invisible in their veins . . .'
The eternal asker of answers becomes as the darkness,
Or as a wind blown over a myriad forest,
Or as the numberless voices of long-drawn rains.

We hear him and take him among us, like a wind of music,
Like the ghost of a music we have somewhere heard;
We crowd through the streets in a dazzle of pallid lamplight,
We pour in a sinister wave, ascend a stair,
With laughter and cry, and word upon murmured word;
We flow, we descend, we turn . . . and the eternal dreamer
Moves among us like light, like evening air . . .

Good-night! Good-night! Good-night! We go our ways,
The rain runs over the pavement before our feet,
The cold rain falls, the rain sings.
We walk, we run, we ride. We turn our faces
To what the eternal evening brings.

Our hands are hot and raw with the stones we have laid,
We have built a tower of stone high into the sky,
We have built a city of towers.

Our hands are light, they are singing with emptiness.
Our souls are light; they have shaken a burden of hours . . .
What did we build it for? Was it all a dream? . . .
Ghostly above us in lamplight the towers gleam . . .
And after a while they will fall to dust and rain;
Or else we will tear them down with impatient hands;
And hew rock out of the earth, and build them again.

II.

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poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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