Lady May lyrics
Lady May lyrics
"Round Up(feat. Blu Cantrell Lyrics"
Velvet Rope Lyrics
Chorus: We have a special need To feel that we belong Come with me inside Inside my velvet rope Repeat Chorus This special need That's within' us Brings out the best Yet worst in us Follow the passion That's within' you Living the truth Will set you free Repeat Chorus Put others down To feel us up Oppressing me Will oppress you
Chorus: We have a special need To feel that we belong Come with me inside Inside my velvet rope Repeat Chorus This special need That's within' us Brings out the best Yet worst in us Follow the passion That's within' you Living the truth Will set you free Repeat Chorus Put others down To feel us up Oppressing me Will oppress you
(woahh)
Yee-Haw!
What the hell is a yee-haw? (Well...)
That's that country shit
Yeah, May, Blu, (wheww) crazy cat, yeah.
Bob Marley (whewww)
That's that country shit...
Round up, round up, yeah
You know what we came to do
Dance floor bootylicious
Party with May and Blu
Hot tamales we bum rush the parties
In Danalies (?) on Ducalies (?) in drop-top Ferrari's
Fingernails, toenails, hair and makeup
Studded up my ear with a pair from Jacob's
New faced, dudes chase, mommie lookin' too laced
Honey's iced feelin' like they killin' with screw face
Me and my crew stay loose off that gray ?
Order bottles of ? with cranberry and grapefruit
Wet the sex kitten (grrr)
Start chillin' with stars
And fuck the bars
Puffin' cigars
12 in the afternoon
Runnin' kinda late I can't wait for you
Gotta have my hair done and my nail done, too
Just like every other girl plans to do. (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)
If you wanna ride it's ok
Keep in mind that I don't have all day
Gotta hurry up before the
The painter Lyrics
If I were a painter Mixing my colors How could I ever find The blue of your eyes The canvas could never capture the light of your smile, (of your smile) And girl if I were a sculptor Working in marble I couldn?t hope to copy your perfect face The curve of your body, the feel of your skin My hands could never ever trace So I?ll try and find a melody as beautiful as you Find the words to say your eyes are bluer than blue Fill my voice with the emotion I?m feeling for you And now,
night slips awayIf I were a painter Mixing my colors How could I ever find The blue of your eyes The canvas could never capture the light of your smile, (of your smile) And girl if I were a sculptor Working in marble I couldn?t hope to copy your perfect face The curve of your body, the feel of your skin My hands could never ever trace So I?ll try and find a melody as beautiful as you Find the words to say your eyes are bluer than blue Fill my voice with the emotion I?m feeling for you And now,
Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know ..
Round everybody up
Hit the club and tear it down
If you're up against the wall then you're in the wrong place
Game players not allowed
Everybody up in the crowd (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)
Don't hesitate come follow me now
Let me hear you all say
[in background](wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh round up, round up
Let me hear you all say
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Dontcha,dontcha, dontcha know
You see my clique
We be in the party like it's our shit
Can't nobody tell us that we not it
VIP tables, minks and stables, rings in navels.
You know we got that long cash.
Smellin' like money when I walk past
You know I'm in a hurry; talk fast.
Pimps and players, players and pimps
Diamonds and links, buyin' me drinks
Boy you think ..
You know my sheezy pimpin' ain't easy
You know how many cats wanna get with May wheezy
The most glamorous, I'm not your average
So if I holla, holla back youngin' like Fabolous.
We can put our makeup on in the car
Start the Party Lyrics
I'm gettin' dressed for the jam about to jump in my Mercedes Slippin' on my dancin' shoes cuz I'm a lady of the eighties It's Friday night I just got paid my house is pumpin' Or listenin' to my Hammer tape while my sound system is dumpin' Picked up my girl Salty she was waitin' on the porch I shared my fly fly Mercedes yo lit the highway like a torch On the way to pick up Spindy we raced with a 1 9 D He was a sucker duck if he thought he could buck with us in E The party started CHORUS Let's get thi
So we can dip on this journey of oursI'm gettin' dressed for the jam about to jump in my Mercedes Slippin' on my dancin' shoes cuz I'm a lady of the eighties It's Friday night I just got paid my house is pumpin' Or listenin' to my Hammer tape while my sound system is dumpin' Picked up my girl Salty she was waitin' on the porch I shared my fly fly Mercedes yo lit the highway like a torch On the way to pick up Spindy we raced with a 1 9 D He was a sucker duck if he thought he could buck with us in E The party started CHORUS Let's get thi
Call my homies just to see where they are
And know that rollin' out (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)
you know so
Round everybody up
Hit the club and tear it down
If you're up against the wall then you're in the wrong place
Game players not allowed
Everybody up in the crowd (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)
don't hesitate come follow me now
Let me hear you all say
[in background](wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh round up, round up (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Let me hear you all say
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know
HEY YOU!!!!!!!!!!
Whatchu standin' on the wall for?
Know you wanna get on the floor stop actin' hard-core.
Standup, yeah
Keep them hands
Get it crunk up in the club like 'uh huh, uh huh, uh-huh'
That's why they boys, they boys they love me, love me
I meet 'em, greet 'em, tease 'em, May wheeze 'em
I got them beggin' for that "oochie wally, wally"
Ooh, she's a hottie, hottie
Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know
5'6 frame, off the chain
Get in the
Satya Lyrics
[Music & Lyrics by Santiago Dobles] Seeing all the vanity Rituals leaving children blind Breeding delusive Confusing the ancient's way of life Seeking for their sanity Living life with irony It's one thing to be free from sin And one thing to be the sin itself Truth reveals nothing more but self Killing all subjective holiness Racing time ascension will take place Granting fruits for actions made Moving through the ageless void Confirmed by our ignorance Why can't we absolve our fears? To let
fast lane[Music & Lyrics by Santiago Dobles] Seeing all the vanity Rituals leaving children blind Breeding delusive Confusing the ancient's way of life Seeking for their sanity Living life with irony It's one thing to be free from sin And one thing to be the sin itself Truth reveals nothing more but self Killing all subjective holiness Racing time ascension will take place Granting fruits for actions made Moving through the ageless void Confirmed by our ignorance Why can't we absolve our fears? To let
came to switch up the game (switchin' the game)
Dirty South to NY we be doin' our thing, baby
Goodbye for now (don't you know?)
Till we see you again
Round everybody up
Hit the club and tear it down
If you're up against the wall then you're in the wrong place
Game players not allowed
Everybody up in the crowd don't hesitate come follow me now
Let me hear you all say
[in background](wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh round up, round up
Let me hear you all say
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know
Round everybody up
Hit the club and tear it down
If you're up against the wall then you're in the wrong place
Game players not allowed
Everybody up in the crowd
don't hesitate come follow me now (yeahhh) (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)
Let me hear you all say
[in background](wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh round up, round up
Let me hear you all say
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know
Yee-Haw!
What the hell is a hee-haw?