Lupe Fiasco - Free Chilly Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Free Chilly

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

(featuring Sarah Green & GemStones)

[Gemstones]
If we can break down those walls to set you freeee
we would, cause we out heeeere...
And we miss yooooou...
If we could build a ladder that tall to come and see yoooou
we would, cause we down heeeere...
And we miss yooooou...

[Sarah Green and Gemstones]
If we can break down those walls to set you freeee
we would, cause we out heeeere...
And we miss yooooou...
If we could build a ladder that tall to come and see yoooou
we would, cause we down heeeere...
And we miss yooooou...

[singing continues as music fades]

Lupe Fiasco - Go Go Gadget Flow Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Go Go Gadget Flow

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now)
I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now)
I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (hey)
City in the whole wide world (hey)
City in the whole wide world (hey)
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow

I'm back I'm back
I'm cool I'm cool
It's our identity
All me
No ghost no 16 bit like sega genesis
All g ball on the ball soundtrack on the track gemini on the job shayla g on the g sarah green
for the green free chilly
And I'm back on my thing for the listeners
What you are about to to witness is
Lu new valuable album 2
Get ready for the ghetto ghetto images

From the m-a-d-i to the s to the o-n
Potent so get your oak pen
Move like a nigga supposed to
Get your dough on the go with the flow
That I'm holdin

I'm on my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow

Love, got the windy city on my back
So I'm back on my grizzle like a bearskin rug
Put some lain on the floor blame it on the goat
Little rapper turn it out cause I'm very pluh
I convert I can work anywhere any word you can ask my brother huh
He'll concur that I'm sers with the worst with the man up above thank you very much
That I got what I got and I'm at where I'm at like an a in a circle with a pay little erkel
What they say when they see og from the f to the f to the amazing verbals
They race in circles like they raisin a gerbil
I race in a circle like I'm raisin a horse
I'm racin a porsche while they racin in place
They race in a cage I race on a course
COURSE
That case in the court did not defer the dream
I am still a raising man with sun raging against the machine

From the m-a-d-i to the s to the o-n
Potent so get your oak pen
Move like a nigga supposed to
Get your dough on the go with the flow
That I'm holdin

I'm on my go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow

I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now)
I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now)
I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (hey)
City in the whole wide world (hey)
City in the whole wide world (hey)

Hey hey don't hate on me
My tank on full your tank on e
Look good on you look good on me
Cause I'm a go and never gon s-t-o-p
Like hey hey don't hate on me
My tank on full your tank on e
Look good on you look great on me
Cause I'm a go and never gon s-t-o-p

Like hey hey I'm the boss
Rock genuine time not de lacoste
be on clean and phenom jeans
Little rap is like azemof
I let my momma into rhyming and she raised me off
A 80s baby on file like a safety off
Got my hood ridin high on 28s
Off of everything that's gon be like a 84
And they in love with him and I'm in love with them
And we never ride dubs again
No we won't
Tryna get above the rim
A little too short to dunk
So we donk
From the m-a-d-i to the s to the o-n
Potent so get your oak pen
Move like a nigga supposed to
Get your dough on the go with the flow

I'm on my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go gadget flow

I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now)
I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now)
I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (hey)
City in the whole wide world (hey)
City in the whole wide world (hey)
I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now)
I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (say it now)
I'm from the city in the midwest best city in the whole wide wide world (hey)
City in the whole wide world (hey)
City in the whole wide world

Lupe Fiasco - The Coolest Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - The Coolest

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

[The coolest... what? (X16)
Lord please have sympathy, and forgive my cool young history, as
The coolest... what? (X4)

[Verse 1]
I love the Lord,
But sometimes it's like that I love me more
Now I love the peace
And I love the war
I love the seas
and I love the shore
No love for no beach
baby, that's loyal
But she doesn't see, therefore I spoil
I trip, I fall
run up and brawl.
I love her, with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel,
every bullet lodged
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said- that she would give me greatness,
status, placement above the others
My face would grace covers
of the magazines of the hustlers
Paper, the likes of which that I had never seen
Her eyes glow green with the logo of our dreams
The purpose of our scene,
The obscene obsession for the bling
She would be my queen,
I could be her king
Together, she would make me cool
and we would both rule, forever,
And I would never feel pain
and never be without pleasure, ever, again
And if the rain stops,
And everything's dry
she would cry
Just so I can drink the tears from her eyes
She'll teach me how to fly
Even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall
and I plummet from the sky
But she will keep me high
And if I ever die
She would comission monuments on her bosom
To him (hum ?)
Or maybe she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell
and I'll be...

The coolest... what? (X8)
Lord please have sympathy,
And forgive my cool young history as
The coolest... what? (X4)

Second Verse-
And so began our reign
The Trinity, her and I came
No weather man could ever stand
What her and I can
Hella hard
Umbrella, whatever,
put plywood on propeller panes,
And pray to God that the flood subside
'cause you gonna need a sub till he does reply
And not one of Jared's
You think it's all arid
and everything's irie
Another supply
That means another July
Inside my endless summer
That was just the eye of the Unger
Felix, 'cause he is the cleanest among the
Younger, outstanding achieving up-and-comers
The ones that had deadbeat daddies
and well to do mommas
But not well enough to keep 'em from us
The ones that were fightin' in class
Who might not pass
Rap record pressure to laugh
and a life not fast
"Can you feel it?"[echo]
That's what I got asked
"Do I love her?"[echo]
I said I don't know
Streets got my heart, Game got my soul
One time's my sunshine will never hurt your soul
Quote
To a crying, dishonored baby momma
Who's the momma to a daughter
That I had fathered from afar
My new lady gave me a Mercedes
and a necklace with a solid gold key
Like the starter of a car
The opener of a door or two pounds of raw
You gave me a baby, but what about lately?
then ha-ha-ha-ha-ha'd
Right up in her face, G
There's more fish in the sea,
I'm on my mission to be, be

The Coolest... what? (X8)
Lord please have sympathy,
and forgive my cool young history
The Coolest... what? (X4)

Come. These are the tales of The Cool.
Guaranteed to make you go and fail from your school
And seek unholy grails like a fool
and hang with the players of the pool
Fast talkin' on the hustle
No Heaven up above you
No Hell underneath ye
and nowhere will recieve thee
So.
Shed no tear
when we're not here
and keep your faith,
as we chase

The Cool [echoes]

Lupe Fiasco - Paris, Tokyo Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Paris, Tokyo

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

[Background talking]
(I know, I know but I gotta get up outta here,
You know, I gotta go pay these bills,
I got a show to do, you know?)

One time, for your mind.

[Chorus]
Let's go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.
Wherever I go she goes.

[Verse 1]
I love her
And I hate to leave her lonely
Ring ring went the Iphone, it was my homie
He said, "let's hit Japan,
If we can make 'em jam,
We can make a hundred grand,
Spend it in the south of France
Nothing further." I jumped,
Grabbed my go-yard trunk,
Got ready to 'walk it out,' like Unk
In my John Lennon chucks.
That's when I heard Murder
You're killin me, you're fillin me
With sorrow, sunrise, "goobye"'s,
And "missin you tomorrow"'s.
I turn to see my dream
Love supreme queen, meanest thing on the scene, cry.
I drop my bags in a flash
That's faster one A-T on that dash-er,
To dry your tears.
And wipe the rain from my dear like dash-er,
Use the dame who's the username to all my pass-words.
The reason I get fly as Ivan Jasp-er,
I even keep your picture in my pass-purt.
(love love)

[Chorus]
Let's go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.

Then we can land in the motherland,
Camelback across the desert sand.
Take a train, to Rome, or home,
Brazil, forreal.
Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.

[Verse 2]
So let's keep it, real,
All in't together, "free chill!"
Tell the stewardess to throw a movie, on the reel.
Heat up my kosher meal, exchange my dollar bills,
Lean back in my first-class seat, and sleep.
Don't wake me till I land, when they barely understand
What I speak, but they nod to my beats.
I tell my fans who I am and they stand and they clap
They applaud. They love me, my God.
"O'scadie sama'desta" or maybe "au revoir,"
"A spree on Saint Henry," then back to Charles de Gaul.
So I can get home and tell her everywhere that I been,
And, everything that I done, and,
Tell her that she's the one, and, um.

[Chorus]
Let's go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.

Then we can land in the motherland,
Camelback across the desert sand.
Take a train, to Rome, or home,
Brazil, forreal.
Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.

[Verse 3]
Uh.
Guess who's back in the, house,
With a bunch of souvenirs, and a smile for your mouth.
I really missed you, each and every night I kissed you
In my dreams, 'fore I went to sleep, to La-La land to count them sheep.
I swear you're lookin prettier than ever,
It's got to be a prophecy for us to stay together ever more.
For better or, less or poor, all worth the wait in buried treasure
X's on the shore.
I know my world tour's like war to you,
But Ian said, "Aloha," and Harley said, "Cheers!"
Julian said, "Bonjour!," Big O was like "Yeahhhhh!"
Amanda and Lemessie want to know when we goin there.
Edison sends his love, so does the rest of the club
Of the international play-boys and play-yas.
But I revoke my membership, all for My Tenderness,
She said, "Pursue your interests, 'cause even If
I'm ticketless, I'll be there, by your side,
In your heart and, on your mind."
So, as I taxi down another runway,
I Gotcha, who loves you 'bay?
Now bring it back, now, uh.

[Chorus]
Let's go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.

Then we can land in the motherland,
Camelback across the desert sand.
Take a train, to Rome, or home,
Brazil, forreal.
Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.

Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.

Lupe Fiasco - Hi-Definition Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Hi-Definition

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

(feat. Snoop Dogg & Pooh Bear)

[Chorus: (Snoop Dogg)]
There's a world go a-head and stair
(treat these folks don't need permission my life's in hi-definition)
Listen with your eyes follow with your ears
(i don't need no one's permission my life's in hi-definition)

[Lupe Fiasco:]
And my return, is more like a re-up
I hold a hold like a tea-cup
World in one hand, while the other hand throw a peace up
My other hand throwing We without the e up
I got like five more man I'm something like sheefa
In the fall of Rome number four Delux
See I've been around the world like the nomb
But I come from a zone where the homes are beat up
The folks unknown and the stones all meet up
Police tap my phone and ma's own on speaker
Said he's back with poems got their domes all leaked up
To get back on the thrown and become young leaders
Oprah put it on my culture now if that ain't wrong
Imus got it from the rhymers now if that ain't blown
They gave my man forty four now if that ain't long
I put it all on my shoulders now if that ain't strong
I made it out alive from the streets of the westside C-H-I
Now if that ain't home you better tell em

[Chorus: (Snoop Dogg)]
There's a world go a-head and stair
(treat these folks don't need permission my life's in hi-definition)
Listen with your eyes follow with your ears
(i don't need no one's permission my life's in hi-definition)

[Lupe Fiasco:]
And in my flyness I've become the hero and the sidekick
The rider and the nigga that'll ride with
In your ear like the maker of the vivrant
Asalamalakam to the maker of the vivrant
Them other niggas I don't vibe with
Now I was bout three when the eyes went
But I could see everything that you trying to be
You can't hide it
While you coming out your throte like a heimlich
I came up out the belly like an high scip
Only my surcomstance reviced it
Hijacked the road and when they shot the pilot
I'm trying to go public so I can get to private
Then send Busy to go and get the pirates
Then hit Africa and try to fix the Virus
Go back to the hood tell Huggy open the hydrents
R.I.P Stack B. imma keep you alive kid
Dressed in something so fresh and wonderful
F-N-F and S-N double O-P

[Chorus: (Snoop Dogg)]
There's a world go a-head and stair
(treat these folks don't need permission my life's in hi-definition)
Listen with your eyes follow with your ears
(i don't need no one's permission my life's in hi-definition)

[Snoop Dogg:]
Lupy it's snoopy lets go out
Tip toe through the door do it doggy style
And tell all my chicks in she I cock owe
Lupy hit the Lotto snoopy hit Delotto
Hold the mic tight they bite and might swollow
Take this chill pill will make you swollow
Recital is very homocidal
The big screen will capture you, cause it's hi-definition
Listen cooking collard greens in the kitchen
Them alphabet boys on a mission
If you ever get cash you better get it quick fast
Cause now-a-days niggas get the snitching on your bitch ass
Get it boys best believe in your toys out your game
Specially when a nigga know your real name
Blam blam with the blammer
Smile nephew your on candit camera, film at eleven
Dressed in something so fresh and wonderful
F-N-F and S-N double O-P

[Chorus: (Snoop Dogg)]
There's a world go a-head and stair
(treat these folks don't need permission my life's in hi-definition)
Listen with your eyes follow with your ears
(i don't need no one's permission my life's in hi-definition)

Lupe Fiasco - Gold Watch Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Gold Watch

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

[Intro: x2]
Let's peruse the essential of cool
A brief study of the things so instrumental to you
That make me feel flyer than lobbys at bellevues
An exclaimer just aramore no credentials from a school
Now

[Lupe Fiasco:]
In my Falloron jeans, my head caught a wallet
My neighbor hood shirt and my Eddie Chen CLOT shit
My not go to college but my street smart polished
Like the black finger nails of that punk rock logic
Do the knowlage, man you can't be punk from projects
Firm disbeliever in your punch clock promise
Was trading off my comics I was taking them to school
One of Jay-z's boys now I'm skating in your pools
Not to be rude I'm just hating on your rules
Like a young fifty I'm on my world tour
Good morning singapore I'm bringing the sun with me
From the Robert Taylor homes to African slum cities
I am American mentally with Japanese tendencies
Norwegian sensibilities so stay out the vicinity of

[Bridge:]
Yea, yea she loves it over here
It's just, yea, yea now look at what I wear

[Chorus:]
Got my gold watch
And my gold chain
With my fancy car
And my diamond ring
With my fancy broad
And she full grain
So it's no words
And it's no slang
And I'm no trick
And I'm no lame
It's just so sick
That she soak game
[x4]
It's just yea, yea she loves it over here

[Lupe Fiasco:]
I like zip-t, candles and my Horishi sandles
And Vita sunglasses and purple murdersouses samples
I like false t-shirts though the street is off the handle
Such a good disgner Junior Wontanabi got genu
I like Go Tiama Moto and I might roll solo
Leather Gucci belts and Guilty Brotherhood polos
I like Mont Blanc pens and most gloomy paper
I like go-yard bags and green Now-n-Laters
Monical magazines and japanese manga
Futuring asperaticks and HTM trainers
I like street fighter 2 I just really hate zanga
If only Ken and Ryu I find it hard to beat Blanca
I keep a weak ninja hanging and a uncle while I'm banging
If you negativin energy stay of the vicinity of...

[Chorus:]
Got my gold watch
And my gold chain
With my fancy car
And my diamond ring
With my ghetto broad
And she so plain
Gotta couple SCARS
And one of those long names
And she fight a nigga
And cusses wit no shame
And her ex-man had her baggin up cocaine
But she..
[x4]
It's just yea, yea she loves it over here

And my most coveted thing is my high self-esteem
And the low tolerance for them tellin me how to lean
See the most important parts are the ones that are unseen
See the wings don't make you fly and the crown don't make you king
Now God don't like ugly, ain't too happy bout pretty
I am ignorance's enemy so stay out of the vicinity of...

Yea, Yea the niggas over there
Yea, Yea now look at what I wear

[repeat chorus]

Lupe Fiasco - Hip Hop Saved My Life Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Hip Hop Saved My Life

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

(featuring Nikki Jean)

Dedicate dedicate
[Lupe speaking]
Uh this one right here goes out
To my homie with the drink
Know what i mean

He said i right what i see
Write to make it right
Dont like where i be
I like to make it like
The sights on tv
Quite the great life
So nice and easy
See now you can still die from that
But its better than not being alive from straps
Agreed
A mead notebook and a bit that click
When its pushed and a wack (echo) beat
Thats a track thats weak
That he got last week
Cuz everybody in the stu?
Was like thats that heat
A base heavy medly with a sample from the 70s
With a screwed up hook that went
STACK THAT CHEESE
Something somethin somethin
STACK THAT CHEESE
Mother sister cousin
STACK THAT CHEESE
He couldnt think of nothin
STACK THAT CHEESE
He turns down the beat writers block impedes
Crying from the next room a baby in need
Of some pampers and some food and a place to sleep
That plus a black cadillac on D's
Is what keep him on track to be a great MC

[Chorus: Nikki Jean]
One you never heard of
I push it hard to further the
Grind i feel like murder but
Hip Hop has saved my life
[Repeat]

Reps Northside so he rocks them braids
Eleven hundred friends on his myspace page
Stack that cheese got seven hundred plays
Producer made him take it down
Said he had to pay
Open mic champ 2 weeks in a row
Ex dboy with a bboy flow
Glow like leroy you should see boy go
Got a daddy servin life and a brother on The Row
Best homie in the grave
Tatted up while in the cage
Minutemaid got his momma work like a slave
Down baby momma who he really had to honor
Cuz she was his biggest fan
Even let him use the honda
Drive up to dallas went to open up for amatuers
Let him keep her debit card
So he could put gas in it
Told her when he get on
He gon take her to the gallery
Buy up everything but the mannequins ya dig

[Chorus: Nikki Jean]
One you never heard of
I push it hard to further the
Grind i feel like murder but
Hip Hop has saved my life
[Repeat]

His man called said "your time might be now"
They played your freestlye over "Wipe me down"
They played it two times
Said it might be crowned
As the best thing out the H-TOWN in a while
He pickd up his son with a great big smile
Rapped every single word to the newborn child
Then he put em down and went back to the kitchen
Put on another beat and got back to the mission
Of get his momma out the hood
Put her somewhere in the woods
Keep his lady lookin good
Have her rolling like she should
Show his homies its a way
Other than that flippin Yay
Bail his homie outta jail
Put a lawyer on his case
Throw a concert for the school
Show this thats it cool
Throw some candy on the cadi
Chuck the duece and act a fool
Man it feels good when it happens like that
Two days from goin back............yessir

[Chorus: Nikki Jean]
One you never heard of
I push it hard to further the
Grind i feel like murder but
Hip Hop has saved my life
[Repeat 3x]

Hip hope has saved my life [4X]

Lupe Fiasco - Intruder Alert Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Intruder Alert

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

She said that there was no love in her heart
Cause one day a rapist attacked her and broke
That all apart
She said there was no way to fix it
Or to cover her scars
Then one day a guy came along that
Probably could help her start
He was sincere made her believe it was safe
For her to trust again
Before long she was cool to giving hugs to him
Knew that it was right cause somethin was wrong
The alarms in her mind didn't tell her he didn't belong

There was no

[Chorus:]
Intruder [x4]
Alert [x4]

He said nobody else ever loved em (him)
Thats why he get high enough to go touch the heavens above em
Vividly remembers every pipe
Every needle that stuck em
Every alley he ever slept in
Every purse that he snuck in
Every level of hell he's been to
And the one that he's stuck in
The one he cant escape
Even tho it's of his own construction
Maybe you can relate
Maybe you one of those that just doesn't
Maybe he doesn't care
Loves to allow these demons to come in
With no

[Chorus:]
Intruder [x4]
Alert [x4]

Famine stricken his home
Land and no social standing
In the economic pecking order
Emergency relief
Distribution systems is in disorder
He's checking water making sure
It's safe enough for his
Daughter to float across in
The boat he built
Hopefully strong enough to support
Praying border patrols
Don't catch her
And process and deport her
Before she reach the shore
Of the land of the free
Where they feed u
Treat u like equals
Deceive you
Stamp u
And call you illegal

[Chorus:]
Intruder [x4]
Alert [x4]

Singin'

Is someone here
And it's not me
How could this be
I locked my doors
And my army's on my shore
Don't know this line

I'm so fortified
I built my wall so high
SO... WHY... OOOH'
YYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Intruder [repeat]

Lupe Fiasco - Streets on Fire Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Streets on Fire

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

(featuring Matthew Santos)

[Chorus: Matthew]
Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers
Streets
Are
On
Fire
To-
Night

Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers
Streets
Are
On
Fire
To-
Night

[Verse 1: Lupe]
Disease the virus is spreading in all directions
No safe zone no cure and no protection
No symptoms to find or signs of an infection
No vaccines remedies and no corrections
Quarantines the dreams and cut off our connections
Don't let em in not a friend not a reflection
Everybody's got it and want you to have it next and
Don't accept em if you wanna stay as an exception
No pill
Can heal
The ill of this
Sickness some are still in doubt of it's existence
Some call it forgiveness and some call it the vengeance
Some say it's an exit and some say it's an entrance
The poor say the rich have the cure
The rich say the poor are the source
Revolutionaries say it's psychological war
Invented by the press
Just to have something to report
Some say the first case came from a maternity ward
Some say a morgue, some say the skies, some say the floor
Whores say the nuns, nuns say the whores
And everybody is sure

The scientists said it only infects the mind
The little boy said it only infects the girls
The Preacher man said it's gonna kill off the soul
A bum said it's gonna kill the whole wide world

[Chorus: Matthew]
Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers
Streets
Are
On
Fire
To-
Night

Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers
Streets
Are
On
Fire
To-
Night

[Verse 2: Lupe]
Believe some say the neon signs
Might allow speakers repeating
And everything is fine
A subtle silence
Could demolish the troubled conscious
Of a compass with no knowledge
And every freedom denied
Every dream is designed and broadcasted
From the masters to the masses
From the antennas on top of the trine
As far as the receiving planet during a panic is shorted
It reports back everything in your mind
Everything is lying
Everything is dying
Everything is a rule
And everything is a crime
Everything was healed
And everything rewinds
And new weather burn a feathers off everything's line

[Matthew]
And she likes it
And she loves it

[Lupe]
The savage
The madness
The bad shit
The lavish
The fastness
To clashes the ashes
To ashes everything in to twine
My femme fatale my darling fongoling angel
Once caught her changing her batteries in her halo
Receipt for her wings and everything that she paid for
And the address to the factory where they made those

The scientist says she all inside mind
The little boy said "What happened to all the girls?"
The preacher man says she gonna kill off the souls
The dope boy said it's the whole wide world

[Chorus: Matthew]
Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers
Streets
Are
On
Fire
To-
Night

Death is on the tip of her tongue and dangers at the tip of her fingers
Streets
Are
On
Fire
To-
Night

Lupe Fiasco - Little Weapon Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Little Weapon

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

(featuring Bishop G & Nikki Jean)

[Lupe Deep Voice]
Little Terry got a gun, he got from the store,
He bought it with the money he got from his chores,
He robbed candy shop told her lay down on the floor,
Put the cookies in his bag took the pennies out the drawer.

Little Kalil got a gun he got from the rebels,
To kill the infidels and American devils,
A bomb on his waist,
A mask on his face,
Prays five times a day,
And listens to Heavy Metal.

Little Alex got a gun he took from his dad,
That he snuck into school in his black book bag,
His black nail polish, black boots and black hair,
He's gonna blow away the bully that just pushed his ass...

[Lupe Fiasco]
I killed another man today,
Shot him in his back as he ran away,
Then I blew up his hut with a hand grenade,
Cut his wife's throat as she put her hands to pray,
Just five more dawgs then we can get a soccer ball,
That's what my commander say,
How Old?
Well I'm like ten, eleven, been fighting since I was like six or seven,
Now I don't know much about where I'm from but I know I strike fear everywhere I come,
Government want me dead so I wear my gun, I really want the rocket launcher but I'm still too young,
This candy give me courage not to fear no one,
To fear no pain, and hear no tongue,
So I hear no screams and I shed no tear,
If I'm in your dreams then your end is near.
Yeah

[Chorus - Nikki Jean]
Little Weapon,
Little Weapon,
Little Weapon
We're calling you
There's a war
if it comes not just too tall for you
You find you're something small to use
Little Weapon, Little Weapon, Little Weapon
Yanked you now, pow

[Lupe Fiasco]
Now here comes the march of the boy brigade
A macabre Parade of the toys he made
And in Shimmer shades who looks half his age
About half the size of the flags they waved
And Camouflage suits that made to fit youths
'cause the ones of the dead soldiers hang a little loose
And AK-47's that they shooting into heaven
Like they're trying to kill the Jetson's
They struggle little recruits
Cute Smileless, Heartless, violent
Childhood destroyed, devoid of all childish ways,
Can't write their own names or read the words on their own graves
Think you gangster popped a few rounds,
These kids will step in and murder a whole town,
Then sit back and smoke and watch it burn down,
The grave gets deeper the further we go down

[Chorus]

[Bishop G]
Imagine if I had the console,
The family of those slain,
I slain on game consoles,
I aim I hold, right trigger to squeeze,
press up and Y one less nigga breathe,
B for the Bombs press pause for your moms,
Make the room silent, she don't approve of violent games,
She leaves resume activity,
Start and blew hearts with poor harsh wizardry,
On next part I insert code
To sweeten up the purses of murder work load
I tell him he work for
CIA with A
With operative, I operate this game all day
I hold a controller connected to the soldier
With weapons on his shoulder he's only seconds older than me
We playful but serious, now keep that on mind
for on line experience

[Chorus x2]

Lupe Fiasco - Gotta Eat Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Gotta Eat

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

[Intro]
I swear when I see this nigga, I'ma kill em, I'm going to kill him, so make niggas suffer.

[Chorus]
My man said life aint easy when niggas gotta eat thats when shit get greasy streets be all
Like feed me feed me when niggas gotta eat thats when shit get greasy (x2)
My man said life aint easy when niggas gotta eat thats when shit get greasy

[Verse 1]
Hey he had a whole lot of cheese plus he was a mac had a whole lot of steez
Made a lot of niggas fat gave a whole lot of G's, grams man he had a whole lot of these
And he would let you hold a whole lot of keys, even if u lose some he would give you new ones
Twice the bread like he had two buns, and he had a whole lot of steez even his kids had meals
For reals some rich small fries wrapped in paper since they was little, ketchup nigga

[Chorus]
My man said life ain't easy when niggas gotta eat thats when shit get greasy streets be all
Like feed me feed me when niggas gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
My man said life aint easy when niggas gotta eat thats when shit get greasy

[Verse 2]
He was a heart breaker and a large shaker, if it was bout caking, he was a part taker
International he would take trips bon voyage just as hard he was fishing for the chips so greedy
Never gave to the needy thats what some say he shoned on the bums hanging in the subways he
Called them fruits and laughed at em delivery man on the pick up drive through and throw the bag
At em it was hard to understand him sometimes making a killing the way he had em standing in line
Like

[Chorus]
My man said life aint easy when niggas gotta eat thats when shit get greasy streets be all
Like feed me feed me when niggas gotta eat thats when shit get greasy
My man said life aint easy when niggas gotta eat thats when shit get greasy

[Verse 3]
Lovers call him king haters call him clown he would say bite me thats the way its goin down he
Was having thoughts that maybe he should retire went to church on sunday and saw a deep fryer said
He had beef and people want him dead he love the hungry ones only scared of the feds he lived
The fast life couldn't get his path right fried just told him bout the hooters that he had last
Night turn yourself in to the patty wagon said no bacon wouldn't take em had the pigs on the pay
Roll

[Outro]
To be continued, on another menu, ya dig.
Will he give up his life of crime or will he stay?
This and other adventured on lupe fiasco's next album, L - U - P - END

Yessir!

My man said life ain't easy when niggas gotta eat thats when shit get greasy, hey!

Lupe Fiasco - Dumb It Down Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Dumb It Down

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

[Verse 1:]
I'm fearless
Now hear this
I'm earless
And I'm peerless
That means I'm eyeless
Which means I'm tearless
Which means my iris resides where my ears is
Which means I'm blinded
But I'mma find it I can feel it's nearness
But I'mma veer so I don't come near
Like a chicken or a deer
But I remember I'm not a listener or a seer so my windshield smear
Here, you steer, I really shouldn't be behind this, clearly cause my blindness
The windshield is minstrel, the whole grill is roadkill, so trill and so sincere. Yeah, I'm both them there
Took both pills, when a bloke in a trench coat and the locs in the chair had approached him here
And he clear as a ghost, so a biter of the throats in the mirror
The writer of the quotes for the ghosts who supplier of the notes to the living
Riveting is rosy, pockets full of posies, given to the mother of the deceased. Awaken at war, 'til I'm restin' in peace

[Chorus 1:]
You goin' over niggas' heads Lu (Dumb it down)
They tellin' me that they don't feel you (Dumb it down)
We ain't graduate from school nigga (Dumb it down)
Them big words ain't cool nigga (Dumb it down)
Yeah I heard Mean And Vicious nigga (Dumb it down)
Make a song for the bitches nigga (Dumb it down)
We don't care about the weather nigga (Dumb it down)
You'll sell more records if you (Dumb it down)

[Verse 2:]
And I'm mouthless
Which means I'm soundless
Now as far as the hearing, I've found it
It was as far as the distance from the earring to the ground is
But the doorknockers on the ear of a stewardess in a Lear
She fine and she flyin, I feel I'm flying by'em 'cause my mind's on cloud nine and I'm a mime at the same time
Pimp C the wings on the underground king
Who's also Klingon
To infinity and beyond
Something really stinks, but I Sphinx like Leon
Or lying in the desert
I'm flying on Pegasus you're flying on the pheasant
Rider of the white powder, picker of the fire flowers, spit hot fire like Dylon on Chappelle's skit
Yeah, smell it on my unicorn, snort the white horse, but toot my own horn (sleep)

[Chorus 2:]
You've been shedding too much light Lu (Dumb it down)
You make'em wanna do right Lu (Dumb it down)
They're getting self-esteem Lu (Dumb it down)
These girls are trying to be queens Lu (Dumb it down)
They're trying to graduate from school Lu (Dumb it down)
They're starting to think that smart is cool Lu (Dumb it down)
They're trying to get up out the hood Lu (Dumb it down)
I'll tell you what you should do (Dumb it down)

[Verse 3:]
And I'm brainless
Which means I'm headless
Like Ichabod Crane is
Or foreplay-less sex is
Which makes me stainless
With no neck left to hang the chain with
Which makes me necklace-less
Like a necklace theft
And I ain't used my headrest yet
They said they need proof like a vestless chest 'bout the best, fair F-F-jet in the nest
Who exudes confidence and excess depth
Even Scuba Steve would find it hard to breathe
Around these leagues
My snorkle is a tuba, Lu the ruler around these seas
Westside Poseidon, Westside beside'em, chest high and rising
Almost touching the knees of stewardess and the pilot
Lucky they make it flowered
Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves
David Blaine
Make it rain
Make a boat
I make a plane
Then, I pull the plug and I make it drain
Until I feel like flowing and filling it up again..(Westside)

[Chorus 3:]
You putting me to sleep nigga (Dumb it down)
That's why you ain't popping in the streets nigga (Dumb it down)
You ain't winning no awards nigga (Dumb it down)
Robots and skateboards nigga? (Dumb it down)
GQ Man Of The Year G? (Dumb it down)
Shit ain't rocking over here B (Dumb it down)
Won't you talk about your cars nigga? (Dumb it down)
What the fuck is goyard nigga (Dumb it down)
Make it rain for the chicks (Dumb it down)
Pour champagne on a bitch (Dumb it down)
What the fuck is wrong with you? (Dumb it down)
How can I get on a song with you? (Dumb it down)

[Gemini: talking]
Look B, here's my man, my two way, (hey) uh, what should I - ah here take this (hey) that right there, fucking my voice all the time nigga, (hey) nigga you hot to me, I like you (Dumb it down)

[Lupe:]
Bishop G, they told me I should come down cousin, but I flatly refuse I ain't dumb down nothing

Lupe Fiasco - Hello/Goodbye (Uncool) Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Hello/Goodbye (Uncool)

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

(featuring Uncle)

[Intro]
FNF

[Chorus x2]

Hello darkness, hello sunshine, hello not at all, hello all he time
Hello no where, hello oblivion, hello goodbye

Hello Darkness
You (x6)

[Verse 1]
All in together the weather is better than ever
I hope it never ends I hope it lasts forever
But when it does, we can all pretend that it's better than it's ever bin
Lie to ourselves like the sky to rebel
And its well and its fine and its fine if it fell
And you couldn't find the story line if you survive to retell
We are targets, Hello darkness

[Chorus]
Hello darkness, hello sunshine, hello not at all, hello all he time
Hello no where, hello oblivion, hello goodbye

[Lupe mumbling]
Said everything is going to be fine
Said everything is gunna be ok
Said just don't breathe the air

[Verse 2]
He just sits and waits for them to kick in the door
He once was a hero they don't love him no more
There's a blast, every time a foot hits the floor
His gift for not fighting another man's war
And if they can get their hands on the mask that he wore
On his face, they can put somebody else in his place and restore
The state, the illusion that its safe
The state, that being a slave is great
As gas fills the room and rockets destroy everything around him
He stands to find himself surround
By thousands of soldiers that his once trained to never miss their targets
Heartless, Hello Darkness

[Chorus]
Hello darkness, hello sunshine, hello not at all, hello all he time
Hello no where, hello oblivion, hello goodbye

[Outro - Unkle]
Hello Darkness

Please to make your acquaintance
Salutations, Kanechiwa
Hello end of the world, how are you, I do fine

[Chorus x2]
Hello darkness, hello sunshine, hello not at all, hello all he time
Hello no where, hello oblivion, hello goodbye

Hey there darkness, hey there sunshine, hello not at all, hello all he time
Hello no where, hello oblivion, hello goodbye

Hello darkness, Hello sunshine
Definite, uncool

Lupe Fiasco - The Die Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - The Die

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

(featuring GemStones)

I present, the death, of tha cool
[Verse 1]
[Lupe]
Well I heard like group of cows
That all your enimies wanna shoot you down
They got ak 47's and a bunch of mac 11's
Semi automatic weapons that produce ka pows
Word on the street is, they all got heatas
They gon hit you up and you ain't even gon see it
You gotta lot of money, I ain't tryna be funny
But they say where you goin, you ain't even gon need it
They see you ridin round, shinin with your fine round diamonds
Pretty green eyed lady
Been on tha sideline poutin, while you primetime poppin
Hungry niggas want a peice of your pastry
I suggest you protect your bakery
Cause they comin for your head,
And its a bounty on that chain thats hangin from your neck
They said

[Chorus]
I don't know
What you been told in your ear, but I hear its goin down
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!
Don't know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!

[Verse 2]
[Gemstones]
Hitta nigga wit tha mini mac strap, clap
Any nigga think he gettin keys down here
Any meeta, any nigga gettin money, or my honey, man heard micheal young is the reclown? here
Run up on a nigga from tha back wit a mac
Or be strapped cause a nigga finna squeeze off 10
Run up on his nigga lac ratta tat tat,
Click clack where this nigga at
I need sin
Shit is goin down if i see him
Bump a nigga out like oxy ten
And keep a couple of dollas up in tha wallet
To pay they cops so they can never box me in
DIE!!!
Thats what im thinkin
While ridin around polishin this big pistol
Imma catch him in tha wind
Pray tha gun don't jam
So until we meet again
Nigga its cool!

[Chorus]
I don't know
What you been told in your ear, but I hear its goin down
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!
Don't know what you been told in your ear, but business goin round
Sombody gotta
DIE!!!

[Lupe chatter]
Man, man you can't beleive none of that. Man you need just need to, you just need to relax
Man. Trust me

[Verse 3]
[Lupe]
Don't pay them niggas no mind
They hatin on you ain't nobody witta shotty
Planin on doin a robbery
Itchin to catch a body
Creepin in a stolen jalopy
Out there waitin on you
[Gemstones]
sittin in a stolen car, finna rob this nigga
Should i let the mini mac or tha shotgun hit him?
I been waitin all day tryna spot this nigga
I can't let him get away, im gon pop this nigga! UHHHH
[Lupe]
Plus they don't know about the choppa in tha trunk
Tha glocks in a box and tha nine on tuck
The bullet proof glass the 40's in tha stash
You pull tha steerin wheel and it pop on up
[Gemstones]
40 caliber stashed up in tha stash box
Bullet proof windows, you couldn't break em wit a padlock
Ak in tha trunk, where tha sounds bump
Two twin glock 40's and a nine in his damn crotch
[Lupe]
Maaaaaaan
We tryna go up in this club
Show a little love
Get a few drinks
Holla at some girls
Snatch up a pair
Leave outta there
Put some dro in tha air
And then go and get some grub
[Gemstones]
We finna go up in tha club
Show a little love
Get a few drinks
Holla at some girls
Snatch up a pair
Leave outta there
Put some dro in tha air
And then catch a few slugs
[Lupe] ay pull over right here, i gotta take a pee
And don't go nowhere nigga wait for me
And if some niggas do kill you in the next few minutes
Just remember my nigga its a heaven for a G.

[music stops]
[The cool plays on the radio inside of a car]

[Lupe] Ay ay hold this right there.
I'll be, i'll be right back i gotta take a piss man hold on.
Fa sho. Ay man, ay don't leave i'll be right back.
Ay don't leave i'll be back.
[Gemstones] Hurry your ass up man. Damn.
Coolest nigga what, coolest nigga what, coolest nigga what.
Hustla for life!!!
Ay man, nigga hurry your ass up. Shit.
Imma cool ass nigga man.
Fuckin three in tha mornin.
I'm tha coolest muthafucka in tha world man.
Niggas ain't fuckin with me man.
Nigga i'm high, smokin. Fly ass car.
I run these muthafuckin streets, and these niggas out here lookin for me.
Man i wish a muthafucka would...
Ay nigga hurry your ass up, nigga. Damn
[footsteps and a gun cocking]
[random voice] Whats up now nigga?
Ain't to cool now is you nigga?

[Musics slowly fades to a stop]

Lupe Fiasco - Put You on Game Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Put You on Game

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

[The Game: Laughing, smoking]

Lemme put you on game [gunshot]
Lemme put you on game

Don't you know that I run this place,
And I've begun this race,
Must I rerun this pace?
I'm the reason its become this way
And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised
(lemme put you on game)
They love my darkness,
I make them heartless,
And in return, the have become my martyrs,
I've been in the poem of many a poet,
And I reside in the art of many a artist
(lemme put you on game)
Some of your smartest have tried to artictulate
My whole part in this
But they're fruitless in their harvestin'
The drow grows from my footsteps
I'm the one that they follow,
I am the one that they march with
(lemme put you on game)
Through the back alleys
And the black markets,
The Oval Offices,
Crackhouses and apartments
Through the mazes of the queens,
The pages of the sages
And the Chambers of The Kings
(lemme put you on game)
Through the veins-es of the fiends,
A paper chaser's pager,
Yo, I'm famous on the scene
One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things
Seak every single language on the planet, y'all mean?
(lemme put you on game)
I am the American dream,
The rape of Africa
The undying machine,
The overpriced medicine,
The murderous regime,
The tough guy's front,
And the one behind the scenes
(lemme put you on game)
I am the blood of this city,
It's gas, water, and electricity,
I'm it's gym, and it's math, and it's history,
The gunshots in the class
And you can't pass if you're missin, G.
I taught them better than that
I taught them aim for the head
And hope they never come back
I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby,
Hope he never comes back,
I hope he's with your mother,
With my hustlers high in my trap
(lemme put you on game)
I hope you die in his trash,
I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs
I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag,
Behind the hospital little baby,
Crack addicts had
(lemme put you on game)
Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper,
A welfare-receiving prostitute
And gold digger,
You can watch on TV,
How they should properly depict you,
The rivers should flow with liqour,
Quench your thirst on my elixers,
(lemme put you on game)
I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
Ihe trusted misleader,
The number one defender,
And from a throne of their bones I rule,
These fools are my fuel
So I make them Cool
(lemme put you on game)
Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool,
And feed 'em from the table that held Corleone's food,
If you die, tell them that you played my game
I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name,
'Cause I'm the... [gunshot]

Lupe Fiasco - Fighters Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Fighters

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

(featuring Matthew Santos)

[Chorus]
When the fighters are all around
All the lovers are underground
No one will save you anymore
So what's happening, what you rapping about?
It's a boy. Is it cars? Is it girls? Is it money?
The world?

[Verse 1]
Or is it something they can never believe?
Or is it something you can never achieve?
Is it
Beyond your means?
Is it
Inside your dreams?
Can it
Never come out cause it's scared to
Unprepared to
Too worried about the words of the people it's weird to
You don't want them to hear you
You just wish there was a door that would appear that you can go disappear through
Well I'm feeling your pain
I was feeling the same
But I said I'd never feel that again

[Chorus]
When the fighters are all around
All the lovers are underground
No one will save you anymore
So what's happening, what you rapping about?
It's a boy. Is it cars? Is it girls? Is it money?
The world?

[Verse 2]
Man
I really miss my pops
Hope that God watches over him and that he's on top
That there is no more disease and that he's alright
That he's one of the generals inside the army of the light
And grandma, you know I had to bite something from you
So after every show it's "peace, and much love to you"
Auntie Tweetie's on the way, please look out for that girl
I know we'll meet again, so it's never me against the world

[Chorus]
When the fighters are all around
All the lovers are underground
No one will save you anymore
So what's happening, what you rapping about?
It's a boy. Is it cars? Is it girls? Is it money?
The world?

[Verse 3]
I hope that God forgive us, all of us sinners
Turn us back into beginners, put us up where the winners go
Holy apartments in the gardens in which the rivers flow
Thank you for all your blessings and all of your miracles
I thank all my fans and all my supporters
Shout out to Bishop G, congrats on your new baby daughter
I tip my hat to all my family and friends
Now we just got one more to go
L - U - P - END

[Chorus]
When the fighters are all around
All the lovers are underground
No one will save you anymore
So what's happening, what you rapping about?
It's a boy. Is it cars? Is it girls? Is it money?
The world?

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Peace!

Lupe Fiasco - Go Baby Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Go Baby

Album: Lupe Fiasco's The Cool
Released: December 18, 2007 (United States), January 21, (2008 United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Producer: Charles "Chilly" Patton (exec.), Lupe Fiasco (exec.), Darrale Jones (co-exec.), Alshux, Chris & Drop, Chris Goss, Le Messie, Patrick Stump, Simonsayz, Soundtrakk, Unkle


Lyrics:

(featuring GemStones)

Where my ladies at?
I said where my ladies at?
Let's find somewhere we can go crazy at
And for you baby I'll be your maniac
Hey hey hey hey
And you don't have to worry 'bout nothing
Cuz everytime I see you baby you'll be rolling with me
Oh i'll be on the sidelines rooting for my dime
Holding up my sign and it say

Go baby! (Hoo hoo) (x16)

There my lady at
I said there my lady at
That's my honey if I give her money she ain't gotta pay me back
No you ain't gotta pay me back
Hey hey hey hey
And I'll forever give you my love cuz
When I'm down you always put a smile on me
And when all of my strength's up, and I'm 'bout to give up
And I need a lift up, I hear her say

Go baby! (Hoo hoo) (x16)

She loves me, she loves me more
Amour me, she assures
She adores me
Even when it's up and down like see-saw
Surely, we can start from scratch like default
When they say you're not my baby like Maury
You can tell 'em that they're telling a story
Testify like you're telling a jury
And I'll repeat like you said it before me
We undefeated like a veteran army
And we as heavy as an elephant, aren't we?
Let's take 'em to the zoo, or better yet a safari
They want me to leave my Dame like the fella from Marcy (No!)
But we go way back like a set of Atari's
From baby fat 'til we skeletons darling
"Me" starring "You" is what it says on the marquee
So let's go give them a show, on my heart, get set, go!

Go baby! (Hoo hoo) (x16)

And you're my sure-fire, superstar, sure-shot, firecracker
extravaganza, fantastic, super-size with extra cheese
You best believe
That you're my sure-fire, superstar, sure-shot, firecracker
extravaganza, fantastic, super-size with extra cheese
Yes indeed!

Where my ladies at?
I said where my ladies at?
Let's find somewhere we can go crazy at
And for you baby I'll be your maniac
Hey hey hey hey
And you don't have to worry 'bout nothing
Cuz everytime I see you baby you'll be rolling with me
Oh i'll be on the sidelines rooting for my dime
Holding up my sign and it say

Go baby! (Hoo hoo) (x16)

Keyshia Cole - I Remember Lyrics

Keyshia Cole - I Remember

Album: Just like You
Released: December 5, 2007
Recorded: 2007
Genre: R&B
Label: Imani Entertainment/Geffen Records
Writer(s): Keyshia Cole, Greg Curtis
Producer: Gregory G. Curtis


Lyrics:

OOOhh yeah oh yeah
Oooh, remember
Oooohh i remember,and i wanna know

Where were you, when I said I loved you
And where were you, when I cried at night
Waiting up, couldn't sleep without you
Thinking of, all the times we shared

I remember when my heart broke
I remember when I gave up loving you
My heart couldn't take no more of you
I was sad and lonely

I remember when I walked out
I remember when I screamed I hated you
But somehow deep inside, still loving you, sad and lonely

No one knew, all the pain I went through
All the love, I saved deep in my heart for you
Didn't know, where I would go, where I would be
But you made me leave, and plus my heart it just
It just kept telling me so

ooooooooooo

I remember when my heart broke
I remember when I gave up loving you
My heart couldn't take no more of you, I was sad and lonely
I remember when I walked out
I remember when I said I hated you
But somehow deep inside, still loving you, so sad and lonely

There was nowhere else to go, oh
Nobody else, to turn to, no
For the rest of my life, I promise myself I
Will love me first, genuinely

I remember when my heart broke
I remember when I gave up loving you
My heart couldn't take no more of you
I was sad and lonely

I remember when I walked out
I remember when I said I hated you
But somehow deep inside, still loving you, sad and lonely
I remember when I walked out
I remember when I gave up loving you
My heart couldn't take no more of you, so sad and lonely

I remember when I stormed out
I remember when I gave up loving you, I was sad and lonely

Alicia Keys - Like You'll Never See Me Again Lyrics

Alicia Keys - Like You'll Never See Me Again

Album: As I Am
Released: November 26, 2007[1]
Recorded: 2007
Genre: R&B, soul
Label: J
Writer(s): Alicia Keys, Kerry Brothers, Jr.
Producer: Alicia Keys, Kerry "Krucial" Brothers


Lyrics:

If I had no more time
No more time left to be here
Would you cherish what we had?
Was it everything that you were looking for?
If I couldn't feel your touch
And no longer were you with me
I'd be wishing you were here
To be everything that I'd be looking for
I don't wanna forget the present is a gift
And I don't wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me
'Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed

So every time you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you'll never see me again
Every time you touch me
Touch me like this is the last time
Promise that you'll love me
Love me like you'll never see me again

Oh Oh Oh

How many really know what love is?
Millions never will
Do you know until you lose it
That it's everything that we are looking for
When I wake up in the morning
You're beside me
I'm so thankful that I found
Everything that I been looking for

I don't wanna forget the present is a gift
And I don't wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me
'Cause Lord only knows another day is not really guaranteed

So everytime you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you'll never see me again
(can you do that for me baby)
Every time you touch me
(see we don't really know)
Touch me like this is the last time
(see everyday we never know)
Promise that you'll love me
(I want you to promise me)
Love me like you'll never see me again
(like you'll never see me again)

Oh oh oh oh oh

J. Holiday - Suffocate Lyrics

J. Holiday - Suffocate

Album: Back of My Lac'
Released: October 2, 2007 (U.S.)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: R&B, Pop, Hip Hop
Label: Music Line Group/Capitol Records
Writer(s): C. Tricky Stewart & Sierra 'Veto Ali' Thornton
Producer: C. Tricky Stewart


Lyrics:

Now even though I try to play it off
I'm thinkin about you all day long
And I can't wait for shorty to come through
From your lips and back up to your eyes
My hands on your hips when we grind
I'm fantasizin bout what I'm gonna do to you
Got me fiending for her love can't lie
Man you should see how she got me
Spendin all this time with her
And I couldn't leave her if I wanted to
Her love turns men into fools
Tell me what a man is to do

Cuz I can't breathe when you talk to me
I can't breathe when you're touchin me
I suffocate when you're away from me
So much love you take from me
I'm going outta my mind
I can't breathe when you talk to me
I can't breathe when you're touchin me
I suffocate when you're away from me
So much love you take from me
I'm going outta my mind

Whenever we up in this bed
And my fingers fall in your hair
I wonder if you feel me watchin you
Cuz I can't go a night without your lovin
Got me lookin at this phone
Every time it rings I hope it's you, girl
You got my bracin for your love and I've
Fallen for you I can't lie
I just wanna be with you
And, Yes, she got me there I said it
Somebody call the paramedics
Tell em to hurry up and come through

Cuz I can't breathe when you talk to me (can't breathe)
I can't breathe when you're touchin me (when you touchin me)
I suffocate when you're away from me
So much love you take from me
I'm going outta my mind (I'm going outta my mind)
I can't breathe when you talk to me
I can't breathe when you're touchin me
I suffocate when you're away from me
So much love you take from me
I'm going outta my mind

Don't ever leave me girl
I need you inside my world
I can't go a day without you
And see nobody else will ever do
I'll never feel like I feel with you

Cuz I can't breathe when you talk to me
I can't breathe when you're touchin me (when you touchin me)
I suffocate when you're away from me
So much love you take from me
I'm going outta my mind (I'm going outta my mind)
I can't breathe when you talk to me (oh when you talk to me)
I can't breathe when you're touchin me (I can't breathe when you touchin me)
I suffocate when you're away from me
So much love you take from me
I'm going outta my mind (I'm going outta my mind, ohh)

Oh no no I can't breathe
Oh no no I can't breathe (I can't breathe)
Oh no no I can't breathe oh no

Mary J. Blige - Just Fine Lyrics

Mary J. Blige - Just Fine

Album: Growing Pains
Released: October 16, 2007 (United States), January 28, 2008 (United Kingdom)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: R&B, funk, hip-hop soul
Label: Geffen Records
Writer(s): Christopher 'Tricky' Stewart, Terius Nash, Mary Jane Blige
Producer: Terius "The-Dream" Nash, Tricky Stewart


Lyrics:

You know I love music
And every time I hear something hot
It makes me wanna move
It makes me wanna have fun
But it’s something about this joint right here
This joint right here
Its makes me wanna…..Woooh

Let it go……
Can’t let this thing called love get away from you
Feel free right now, going do what you want to do
Can’t let nobody take it away, from you, from me, from we
No time for moping around, are you kidding?
And no time for negative vibes, cause I’m winning
It’s been a long week, I put in my hardest
Gonna live my life, feels so good to get it right

So I like what I see when I’m looking at me
When I’m walking past the mirror
No stress through the night, at a time in my life
Ain’t worried about if you feel it
Got my head on straight, I got my mind right
I aint gonna let you kill it
You see I wouldn’t change my life, my life’s just…..

Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
Just fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
You see I wouldn’t change my life, my life’s just fine

Feels so good, when you’re doing all the things that you want to do
Get the best out of life, treat yourself to something new
Keep your head up high
In yourself, believe in you, believe in me
Having a really good time, I’m not complaining
And I’m a still wear a smile if it raining
I got to enjoy myself regardless
I appreciate life, I’m so glad I got mine
So I like what I see when I’m looking at me

When I’m walking past the mirror
Aint worried about you and what you gonna do
I’m a lady so I must stay classy
Got to keep it hot, keep it together
If I want to get better
You see I wouldn’t change my life, my life’s just…..
Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
Just fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
You see I won’t change my life, my life’s just fine

I aint gon’ let nothing get in my way
(I ain't gone let nobody bring me down, no, no, no)
No matter what nobody has to say
(No way, no way, no way)
I ain’t gon’ let nothing get in my way
No matter what nobody has to say

Feels so good, when you’re doing all the things that you want to do
Get the best out of life, treat yourself to something new
It’s a really good thing to say
That I won’t change my life, my life’s just fine

Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
Just fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
You see I won’t change my life, my life’s just fine

So I like what I see when I’m looking at me
When I’m walking past the mirror
No stress through the night, at a time in my life
Ain’t worried about if you feel it
Got my head on straight, I got my mind right
I ain’t gonna let you kill it
You see I wouldn’t change my life, my life’s just…..

Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
Just fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, ooooh
You see I wouldn’t change my life, my life’s just fine

Mario - Crying Out for Me Lyrics

Mario - Crying Out for Me

Album: Go!
Released: August 21, 2007
Recorded: 2006
Genre: R&B
Label: 3rd Street/J Records
Writer(s): Jasper Cameron, Polow Da Don
Producer: Polow Da Don


Lyrics:

1, 2, 3, 4
Yeah (uh huh)
Polo the Don
Listen girl Mario Let’s go
Ladies(oh)

It’s like you caught up in a maze
You keep on going in circles girl you’re trying to find your way out
But its time I put on my cape and
Put that "S" on my chest
Girl I wanna come and save you
But I’m stuck in the middle of seeing you hurt
I know when you love him
And you wanna make it work
And I can’t help but think that I knew you first
It’s getting louder girl
Can’t ignore no more

I can hear your heart crying out for me (crying out for me)
I can hear your heart crying out for me
(And it keeps on saying) Come on in, come on in come on in and save me
(And it keeps on saying) Come on in, come on in come on in and save me
(I can baby) I can hear your heart crying out for me

Baby, I should’ve never caught no feeling
But baby having late night conversations on your sofa
You telling me how he played you out over and over, over and over
But I’m stuck in the middle of seeing you hurt
I know when you love him
And you wanna make it work
And I can’t help but think that I knew you first
It’s getting louder
Girl I can’t ignore it no more baby

I can hear your heart crying out for me (crying out for me)
I can hear your heart (oh yeah) crying out for me
(And girl it’s saying)
Come on in, come on in, come on in and save me (Save me)
Come on in, come on in, come on in and save me (oh oh oh)
I can hear your heart (I can hear it yeah) crying out for me
Girl it’s crying it’s crying

I don’t wanna confuse things (no)
But I just can’t keep lying to myself
When you’re holding me (when you’re holding me)
I can feel your pain oh baby let me be your dream
I’m the answer come see me (see me)
And u don’t have to cry no more (u don’t have to cry)

Girl I can hear your heart baby
I can hear your heart
Girl it’s crying
Won’t you listen to your heart, baby

I can hear your heart crying out for me (girl it’s crying out for me)
I can hear your heart crying out for me
(And it’s saying)
Come on in, come on in, come on in and save me (Save me)
Come on in, come on in, come on in and save me
I can hear your heart crying out for me

Girl I can hear it, crying for me, for me, for me, for me

Ladies wave your hands in the air
Ladies wave your hands in the air

Oh baby
It’s crying for me
It’s crying for me for me

The-Dream - Falsetto Lyrics

The-Dream - Falsetto

Album: Love Hate
Released: September 28, 2007
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop, R&B
Label: Def Jam, Radio Killa
Writer(s): Terius Nash, Christopher Stewart
Producer: Tricky Stewart


Lyrics:

Oh Oh Ohh Oh,
Oh Oh Ohh Oh,

[Verse 1:]
Started out talking right here
Putting it down like a motherfucking mack
Sellin candy all up in my ear
She wanna be down like the D's on the 'lac
Slow dancing in the club
Her diamonds look like rainbows
She's grindin' on my dick
She's lookin' for the pot of gold
We hop up in that AMG
Indeed we in the Westin
She puttin' moves on me
I could've swore shawty's a wrestler

[Hook:]
Talkin' all that shit
As soon as I hit, now I got her talkin' like this,

In a falsetto,
She's like "Ooh, ooh! Baby! Ahh, ahh, ahh! Ohh!"
In a falsetto,
She's like "Ooh, ooh! Baby! Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh!"

[Verse 2:]
She's telling all her homies
I'm the real...deal
Everytime she leave the crib
Shawty be coming right back
She talkin' dirty all up in my ear
And I'm finna' put this dog right on her kitty cat
I wasn't gonna show you up
But then you got that liquor in you
Calling last night a fluke
Acting like she didn't remember
I hopped up out that Land
And I'm finna' defend my title
Finna' put yo ass to bed
Tell me which way would you like it

[Hook:]
Talkin' all that shit
As soon as I hit, now I got her talkin' like this, (Oh Oh Oh Oh Ohh)

In a falsetto,
She's like "Ooh, ooh! Baby! Ahh, ahh, ahh! Ohh!"
In a falsetto,
She's like "Ooh, ooh! Baby! Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh!"

Now play that shit
(guitar playin in the background)
Oh....

Oh, Oh, Ohh, Oh,
Oh, Oh, Ohh! Ohh!,
Ohhohhohoohhwaaa..

[Hook:]
In a falsetto,
She's like "Ooh, ooh! Baby! Ahh, ahh, ahh! Ohh!"
In a falsetto,
She's like "Ooh, ooh! Baby! Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh!"

[Bridge:]
She said it feels like her very first time
She said it feels like her very first time (In a falsetto)
Grind it, grind it, baby
Grind it, grind it, make me crazy (In a falsetto)
Grind it, grind it, do it, do it

Grind it, grind it, grind it, baby
Grind it, grind it, grind it, hon'
Grind it, grind it

Now say, "Oooh, oooh, oooh, ooh ooh!"

[Verse 3:]
It's all over now
You can come back up (wohsa)
We can talk in this key right here (wohsa)
But anytime you want me to take you up
Baby jump on this elevator
Promise there ain't nothing greater

Take a shower (eyy')
Let's take a shower (eyyy', ey')
Take a shower (eyy', eyyyy')
Let's take a shower (eyy', eyyyy')
Now Meet you right back here in half an hour (ey', eyy', eyy')

Killa
Killa
Killa

Chris Brown - With You Lyrics

Chris Brown - With You

Album: Exclusive
Released: December 4, 2007 (United States), March 24, 2008 (United Kingdom)
Genre: R&B, Pop
Label: Jive, Zomba
Writer(s): Johntá Austin, Tor Erik Hermansen, Mikkel Eriksen, Espen Lind, Amund Bjørklund
Producer: Stargate
Certification: Gold RIAA, RIANZ


Lyrics:

I need you boo, (oh)
I gotta see you boo (hey)
And there're hearts all over the world tonight,
Said the hearts all over the world tonight [x2]

[Verse 1]
Hey! Little mama,
Ooh, you're a stunner
Hot..little figure,
Yes, you're a winner
And I'm so glad to be yours,
You're a class all your own
And..
Oh, little cutie
When..you talk to me
I swear..the whole world stops
You're my sweetheart
And I'm so glad that you are mine
You are one of a kind and..

[Bridge]
You mean to me
What I mean to you and..
Together baby,
There is nothing we won't do
'cause if I got you,
I don't need money,
I don't need cars,
Girl, you're my all.
And..

[Chorus:]
Oh!
I'm into you,
And girl,
No one else would do,
'cause with every kiss and every hug,
You make me fall in love,
And now I know I can't be the only one,
I bet there heart's all over the world tonight,
With the love of their life who feel..
Wat I feel when I'm

With you [x5]
Girl..
With you [x5]

[Verse 2]
Oh girl!
I don't want nobody else,
Without you, there's no one left then,
You're like Jordans on Saturday,
I gotta have you and I cannot wait now,
Hey! Little shawty,
Say you care for me,
You know I care for you,
You know...that I'll be true,
You know that I won't lie,
You know that I would try,
To be your everything..yeah..

[Bridge]
'cause if I got you,
I don't need money,
I don't need cars,
Girl, you're my all.
And..

[Chorus]

With you [x5]
Oh..
With you [x5]
Yeah Heh..

[Bridge 2]
And I..
Will never try to deny,
that you're my whole life,
'cause if you ever let me go,
I would die..
So I won't front,
I don't need another woman,
I just need your all and nothing,
'cause if I got that,
Then I'll be straight
Baby, you're the best part of my day

I need you boo,
I gotta see you boo
And there're hearts all over the world tonight,
Said the hearts all over the world tonight [x2]
Woo Oh.. Yeah
They need it boo,
They gotta see their boo,
Said the hearts all over the world tonight,
Hearts all over the world tonight [x2]

[Chorus]

With you [x5]
Girl..
With you [x5]
Oh..

Snoop Dogg - Sensual Seduction Lyrics

Snoop Dogg - Sensual Seduction

Album: Ego Trippin'
Released: November 20, 2007
Recorded: 2007
Genre: R&B, Hip Hop
Label: Doggystyle, Geffen
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus & Demetrius Stewart
Producer: Shawty Redd


Lyrics:

Im gonna take my time mmime!
She gon' get hers before I...
Im gonna take it slow..ow..oo..ow,
Im not gonna rush to stroll, so she can get a...
Sensual seduction-duction so I can get a...
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa!
So we can get a sensual seduction-duction duction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa!

[Snoop-dogg]
She might be with him, but shes thinking bout me, me, meee,
We don't go to the mall, we don't go out to eat, eat, eeeeat,
And all that we ever do is play in the sheets,sheets sheeets,
Smoke us a cigarette, and go back to sleep, sleep, sleep, so we can get a!

[chorus]
Sensual seduction-duction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa! ooh whoa!
Sensual seduction-duction duction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa!
Im gonna take my time mmime!
She gon' get hers before I...
Im gonna take it slow..ow..oo..ow,
Im not gonna rush to stroll,

[snoop-dogg]
If ya dont know by know, doggy-dog is a freak,freak,freak!
I keep a bad bitch with me seven days of the week, week, week!

And all that we ever do is play in the sheets,sheets,sheeets,
Smoke us a cigarette, and go back to sleep, sleep, sleep, so we can get a!

[chorus]
Sensual seduction-duction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa! ooh whoa!
Sensual seduction-duction duction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa!

[snoop-dogg rap]
I was all in da clup sippin some jin,smokin on a benadrome when I
Peeped this little hoe out, I was all in a bum and drifter, shorty then
Came, then she hit da floor know, with a see through dress long hair
Light broen eyes lookin like ms.Bo Peep, and a nigga know if I take her
Home with dem wide ass hips and you damn right im gon' be, so
Hot-uh!
Goes da chick with da real pretty face, big ass booty and ity-bity
Waist I whispered in her ear little mama what you drink? I know you a
Freak, but you know I aint gon' say shit, see my game is
Outrageous, I got it tippin crippin exchange and fuck faces, but it
Aint no use to rush da bus
Cause I wouldnt want to have her to rush!

[chorus]
Sensual seduction-duction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa! ooh whoa!
Sensual seduction-duction duction
Sensual seduction-duction ooh whoa

Flo Rida - Low Lyrics

Flo Rida - Low

Album: Step Up 2 the Streets (soundtrack)
Released: June 19, 2007 (digital download), September 11, 2007 (radio), November 2007 (single)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Pop Rap, Dance, Crunk
Label: Atlantic Records
Producer: T-Pain


Lyrics:

[Intro - T-Pain]
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em
Mmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
C'mon!

[Chorus (T-Pain):]
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hits the floor (she hits the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey)
She hits the floor (she hits the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

[Flo-Rida]
I ain't never seen something that'll make me go
This crazy all night spending my doe
Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go
Them birthday cakes they stole the show
So sexual
She was flexible professional
Drinking X&O
Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think? Whoa
Did her thing seen shawty get low
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain I'm making it snow
Work the pole I gotta bang bro
I'm gonna say that I prefer the no clothes
I'm in to that I love women exposed
She threw it back at me I gave her mo
Cash ain't a problem I know where it go

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

[Flo-Rida]
Hey shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans filled with guap and they're ready for showing
Cadillacs laid back for the sexy grown
Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan
One stack (come on), two stacks (come on), three stacks (come on)
Now that's three grand
What you think I'm playing baby girl I'm the man
I'm dealing rubberbands
That's when I threw her legs on my shoulders
I knew it was over
That heny and Cola got me like a soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
So lucky on me I was just like clover
Shawty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her
Like a pornography poster
She showed her

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

[Flo-Rida]
Whoa shawty yeah she was worth the money
Little mama took my cash
And I ain't want it back
The way she bent that back
Got all them paper stacks
Tattoo above her crack
I had to handle that
I was zoned in sexy woman
Let me show it make me want it
Two in the morning I'm zoned in
Them rosee bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop
Made it drop
Shawty dipped that pop and lock
Had to break her off that guap
Gal fire just like my glock

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

Webbie - Independent Lyrics

Webbie - Independent

Album: Savage Life 2
Released: August 6, 2007
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Southern Rap
Label: Trill/Asylum
Writer(s): Allen, J./Gradney, W./Hatch, T./Vernell, M. III
Producer: Mouse


Lyrics:

(feat. Lil Boosie & Lil Phat from 3 Deep)

M.M.Mouse Dropped A Track

I N D E P E N D E N T Do You Kno Wat That Mean Mane [X2]
She Got Her Own House
She Got Her Own Car
Two Jobs Work Hard U A Bad Broad
If U Aint On Sit Down
If U Aint On Sit Down
If U Aint On Sit Down
If U Aint On Sit Down

[Webbie:]
I N D E P E N D E N T Do You Kno Wat That Mean
Baby Phat Jus Relax Front Ya Own Flat Screen
Back Rubs Cook Clean And Dont Make Her Make Her Seen
When U Call Her On Her Cellular
She Tell She Dont Need
Not A God Damn Thing You A Hot Damn Thing
If U Think U Finna Get Her Wit A God Damn ??
You Insane Boy You Betta Get Some God Damn ??
She A Fool Been In School Even Walked Across The Stage
She Say I Love Webbie From His Looks To His Ways
The Stilletos The Jays Depend On How The Weather Look
Flip Flops Slippers Jus To Show Off The Pedicure
Flip Flop Niggas Depend On How The Cheddar Look
She'll Buy Her Own I Dont Think She 'll Never Look
In A Man Face Standin Waitin For Him To Take Care Of Her
She'll Rather Go To Work And Pay The Bills On Schedule

[Chorus:]
I N D E P E N D E N T Do You Kno Wat That Mean Mane
I N D E P E N D E N T Do You Kno Wat That Mean
She Got Her Own House
She Got Her Own Car
Two Jobs Work Hard U A Bad Broad
If U Aint On Sit Down
If U Aint On Sit Down
If U Aint On Sit Down
If U Aint On Sit Down

[Phat:]
She A Dumb Dime Keeper
Gutta Like Keisha
Work That Meat Up
She A Good Freaker
She Stay On Her Shit
She Got Her Own Shit
She Dont Never Trip
All She Want Is That Dick
She Bossy Flossy
Keep Them Hoes Off Me
Gutta Lil Slang Mane I Love When She Talkin
A Independent Chick Do U Kno Wat That Mean
She Cook She Clean Never Smell Like Onion Rings
22s On Her Whip Oh She Do It Large
And She Break A Nigga Off Got A Nigga Spoil
She A Bad Lil Chick A Fly Lil Chick
Hit Me On My Phone She Like To Buy That Dick
Got Her Stunna Shades Lookin Like Something
Stallion Hair Long She A Nice Sumthing
She Like To Go To The Mall Everyday For A Outfit
Hair Did Nails Did Independent Wat She Call That

[Chorus]


[Lil Boosie:]
She Got Her Own House
Drive Her Own Whip
Range Rover All White Like Her Toe Tips
She Got A Pretty Smile
Smell Real Good
The Only Time She Need Mane For That Good Jugg
They Buy The Bar Too
They Superstars Too
They Be Like You Aint Got No Money
Take You Broke Tell Home
Baby Phat They On
They Clothes Match They Phone
They Be Like Yea!! When They Song Come On
Leave The Club Kinda Early Cuz They Gotta Go To Work
I Mess Wit Supervisors Who Got Credit Like Big Turk
So Dusty Feet Please Dont Bother Me
I Got Independent Dimes On My Mind Who Spoil Me
Coogi Hat Coogi Fit So Sick
Thats A Gift From My Independent Chick Yes Sir
Tryna Get To Her Gotta Be Yourself Mane
Cuz She Got Her Own Money
She Dont Need No Help Mane

[Chorus]

Shawty Lo - Dey Know Lyrics

Shawty Lo - Dey Know

Album: Units in the City
Released: 2007
Recorded: Southern Rap
Label: D4L/Asylum
Writer(s): Ingouma, R./Jordan, Quandarious A.
Producer: Balis Beats


Lyrics:

[Chorus:] L O L O Dey Know Dey Know (Repeat 4 times)

[Verse 1:]

Shawty Lo I got flavor
Cuz you know the kid got paper
Like 40 don't sava
BANKHEAD been pullin capas
The way you drop woulda thought I had a taser
Call me street like the raver?
Shawty Lo, A.T.L, I'm the MAYOR
Street Nigga but I can be tailored
Every now and then shawty might rock gators
Me and that kussssh I got acres
Yeahhh no more nosy xxx neighbors
Bigupp to all my HATERS

[Chorus: Repeat 4 times]

[Verse 2:]

Im the Man (PAUSE) and I know that
I got cash (PAUSE) I'm talkin throw back
100 grand (PAUSE) what's that
I hit the club (PAUSE) and I blow that
all these hoes know Lo Dat
Im picture perfect made for Kodak
Let's talk money
I got plenty
DOPE BOYZ LET'S GET GET GET IT!!

[Chorus: Repeat 4 times(twice)]

[Verse 3:]

Hey Hey Hey Hey how u doin it's L O
'73 I'm the one in the middle
I don't need B I can rock it achapello
No one but two all I needed was a skittle?
YeaHH now Im Geekd Screamin Yessir just like G
A-town fitted who but me
L O G know He know They Know I am

[Chorus: 4 times]

Trey Songz - Can't Help But Wait Lyrics

Trey Songz - Can't Help But Wait

Album: Trey Day
Released: August 6, 2007
Recorded: 2007
Genre: R&B
Label: Atlantic Records
Writer(s): Johnta Austin
Producer: Stargate


Lyrics:

[Intro:]
I can’t help but wait…
Oh I, can’t help but wait…
Check it out

[Verse 1:]
I see you, you're with him - he ain’t right but you don’t trip
You stand by, while he lies - then turn right 'round and forgive
I can’t take to see your face, with those tears run down your cheeks
But what can I do - I gotta stay true
'cause deep down I’m still a G

[Bridge:]
And I don’t wanna come between you and your man
Even though I know I treat you better than he can

[Hook:]
Girl I can’t help but wait
Til’ you get that with him, it don’t change
Can’t help but wait
Til’ you see that wit me it ain’t the same
Can’t help but wait
Til’ you, see you, for what you really are
Baby girl you are a star
And I can’t help but wait

[Verse 2:]
Listen, it ain’t fresh to just let him call the shots
You’re a queen, you should be, getting all that someone’s got
You should be rocking the latest in purses, bracelets, and watches, your worth
Much more than a occasional I love you
I’m thinking of you

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Brakedown:]
Get it together - you can do better
Seeing’s believing
And I see what you need so
I’m gone play my position
Let you catch what you’ve been missing
I’m calling out, girl 'cause I can’t help but wait

[Hook 2x]

[Outro:]
Oh - can’t help but wait, babe
No-no-no-no-no-no
I can’t help but wait
Oh-oh-oh, can’t help but wait
No, no, no

Jaheim - Never Lyrics

Jaheim - Never

Album: The Makings Of A Man
Released: 2007/2008
Recorded: R&B
Label: Divine Mill/Atlantic
Writer(s): Chisolm, Emmanuell/Daniel Farris/Farris, Davion/Jaheim Hoagland
Producer: Daniel Farris


Lyrics:

I used to be the kinda brother
That thought that i would never slow down
I used to swear that i don't even care what
happens but baby right now..

I see that
It changed my mind
I mean that
And it took some time
But now i understand,
I can be a better man
I never had the chance to meet a lover quite like you
You refilled another part in me
Girl your love is tried and true.

Never, Will i break your heart
Never, Will we ever part
Never, Cant believe i used to say it

I used to say
Never, Will i love this way
Never, Give my heart away
Never would this player hang his jersey up
and leave again

Never would have thought in a million years
i would be here..

Thats why i say
Never, will i know the truth
Never, will i know that you would come into
my life and make everything new
Never would have thought that i would take
your hand girl, i swear
I will never never never never never say never again, again, again..

Baby, baby.. 6x

There's no question that i love you
I know we had our ups and downs
But through the tears i know
there is nowhere i can say i rather be right now

I see that, you are my shining star
I mean that, that you got my heart and now

i hold your hand cause you make me a stronger man
I wish that could place the whole world in front of you
but a man is just a man so baby here my vow to you baby

Never, Will i break your heart
Never, Will we ever part
Never, Cant believe i used to say it

I used to say
Never,Will i love this way
Never, Give my heart away
Never would this player hang his jersey up
and leave again

Never would have thought in a million years
i would be here

Thats why i say
Never, will i know the truth
Never, will i know that you would come into
my life and make everything new
Never would have thought that i would take
your hand girl, i swear
I will never never never never never say never

From the day you came along
I sung a brand new song
Cause i hold baby clear to see
That you are a special part of me
Before i had no clue i was lost
till i found you baby
Girl i wanna make the whole world understand
I'm proud to be your man
I'm about to say
I cant believe i used to say

Never, Will i love this way
Give my heart away
Never would this player hang his jersey up
and leave again

Never.. no no never..
No, no, no , no, no, no
I will never say never again.

Fat Joe - I Won't Tell Lyrics

Fat Joe - I Won't Tell

Album: The Elephant in the Room
Released: November 8, 2007
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Rap, R&B
Label: Terror Squad/Imperial/Capitol
Writer(s): J. Cartengena
Producer: The Hitmen


Lyrics:

(featuring J. Holiday)

Baby u could keep a secret?
Ha ha, calca, kills mania
Hey, hey

[Fat Joe]
Fresh off tha runway pale white nik'z,
Phantom top drop on that I 95
Pink see us sucka'z who but I?
I'm on my way to party a corut NY
Now I ain't gotta tell you that them boys pop bottles,
And mami's lookin like Americas top mode
She said ya earring, look at that thing
That's even bigger then the rock on my ring
Now she's got a man, plays for the hawks.
I'm like come on ma u know me run New York
J'z in the background put you to bed
Says she's got brains so I'm lookin ahead
And I'm lookin for bread, I gotta eat on these streets
Shit 17-5 bout 2 holla at G'z
I'm a real nigga, real nigga'z do real things
And I can keep a secret it's tha song that I sing

[J.Holiday]
Baby I... I... Wont... wont... Tell... tell
If you don't want me to
Cuz I got a thing for you
And I'd do anything for you... girl anything
Baby I... I... Wont... wont... Tell... tell
I'd never do that to you
Coz baby you got it and you got me,
I got a thing for you

[Fat Joe]
A material girl in a material world,
Venus, serena, my cereal girls
What you know about havin dinner on a jet?
Make it back before the DJ'z finished with his set,
Now they call me the birdman
When the door'z ajar
Ghost ride the whip like I'm from oakland ya'll
It's the crack man and he aint got a shot, da don,
tha wrist is jacob earring chapard
When the chows for chows out
Know it's da same thing
Bills so high, they throwin tha champagne...
Ima real nigga, real niggas do real things
And I can keep a secret, it's tha song that I sing

[J.Holiday]
Baby I... I... Wont... wont... Tell... tell
If you don't want me to
Cuz I got a thing for you
And I'd do anything for you... girl anything
Baby I... I... Wont... wont... Tell... tell
I'd never do that to you
Coz baby you got it and you got me,
I got a thing for you

[Fat Joe]
Millionare frames, perrir rocks
Everyday a different chain nigga get ya gear up
Name another fat guy fly like me
And get you right laid pie all night like me
Call you fruity pebbles coz you got so many spy bags purple ones,
yellow ones, sky blue the white bag
Hermes shyt where ever you lay your eyes at
Red card, black card, I could buy that
Louie vutton I'm truly the don
Christian, lou vutton the blue is charm
I'm a real nigga, real niggas do real things
And I can keep a secret is the song that I sing

[J.Holiday]
Baby I... I... Wont... wont... Tell... tell
If you don't want me to
Cuz I got a thing for you
And I'd do anything for you... girl anything
Baby I... I... Wont... wont... Tell... tell
I'd never do that to you
Coz baby you got it and you got me,
I got a thing for you

Baby I... I... Wont... wont... Tell... tell
If you don't want me to
Cuz I got a thing for you
And I'd do anything for you... girl anything
Baby I... I... Wont... wont... Tell... tell
I'd never do that to you
Coz baby you got it and you got me,
I got a thing for you
Yeah see I wont tell, I wont tell, no no no no no no yea yea yea yea

Ray J - Sexy Can I Lyrics

Ray J - Sexy Can I

Album: All I Feel
Released: January 22, 2008
Genre: R&B, hip hop
Label: Knockout/Deja 34/Epic/Koch
Writer(s): Noel "Detail" Fisher
Producer: Noel "Detail" Fisher


Lyrics:

(Featuring Yung Berg)

Sexy can I
Yeah, Yeahhh
All we wanna know is....

[Chorus:]
Sexy can I, just pardon my manners.
Girl how you shake it, got a nigga like (ohhhh)
It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera
All I wanna no is, sexy can I.
Sexy can I, hit it from the front,
then I hit it from the back.
know you like it like that.
then we take it to the bed, then we take it to the floor
then we chill for a second, then were back at it for more
Sexy can I, just pardon my manners.
Girl how you shake it, got a nigga like (ohhhh)
It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera
All I wanna no is, sexy can I.

[Young Berg:]
Lil mama, it's ya boy Youngin
G5 dippin, lui vuitton luggage (ay)
Gotta love it, ya boy so fly
All the ladies go (ohhh) when a nigga go by.
Gucci on the feet, Marc Jacob on the thigh
She wanna ride or die with ya boy in the shi.
That's right, so I let her kiss the prince
so boyfriend, she ain't missed him since.

[Ray J:]
Sexy can I, just pardon my manners.
Girl how you shake it, got a nigga like (ohhhh)
It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera
All I wanna no is, sexy can I.
Sexy can I, keep it on the low.
Got a girl at the crib, we can take it to the mo-mo.
You can bring a friend, or you can ride solo.
Let me get my camera, so we can take a photo.
(Oh,ohh,ohh) Now look shawty, look shawty.
Baby when we make love it's like, (Oh,ohh,ohh)
(I don't know what your man is like but shawty all I want to know is:)
sexy can I.

Sexy can I, visit you at work
When you sliding down the pole,
no panties, no shirt.
Then you climb back up the pole,
then you drop and do the splits.
How you make that pussy talk,
Baby damn, u is da shit
(Oh,ohh,ohh) Now look shawty, look shawty.
I make it rain in the club like (Oh,ohh,ohh)
(I don't know what your man is like but baby all I want to know is:)
Sexy can I

Sexy can I, just pardon my manners.
Girl how you shake it, got a nigga like (ohhhh)
It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera
All I wanna no is, sexy can I.

Young Berg:

I don't care who's ya boy hittin, or who Ray's melon
When I give it to her, i know that she ain't tellin'
See i'm a go getta and she a go getta
You already know she...
(Sexy can I)
Sexy can I sing for you red-eye
Fresh out the pool no towel
just let it air dry.
And if you ain't fuckin' tonight
Man you can watch that tour bus go by

[Chorus:]
Sexy can I, just pardon my manners.
Girl how you shake it, got a nigga like (oh baby)
It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera
All I wanna no is, sexy can I.
Sexy can I, hit it from the front,
then I hit it from the back.
know you like it like that.
then we take it to the bed, then we take it to the floor
then we chill for a second, then were back at it for more
Sexy can I, just pardon my manners.
Girl how you shake it, got a nigga like (ohhhh)
It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera
All I wanna no is, sexy can I.

Rocko - Umma Do Me Lyrics

Rocko - Umma Do Me

Album: Self Made
Released: January 01, 2008
Genre: Hip Hop
Label: Island Records


Lyrics:

Umma do me
Umma do me, umma do me
You just do you
Umma do me
Umma do me, umma do me
Umma do me
Umma do me, umma do me
You just do you
Umma do me
Umma do me, umma do me

You wear reebok
I wear bally
You smoke michy
I smoke cali
You wear enyce
But i wear loui
I drop 600 boys
On these coochies
You really like her
You might wife her
I don't like her
So i one night her
You make is sprinkle
I make it tsunami
You get chump change
But i get money
You like dancin
I just two step
You like to trick off
But i don't do that
You don't tote guns
I keep that tooly
Wanna see how
It's done? watch me do me

[Chorus:]
You just do you (and what)
Umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
You just do you (and what)
Umma do me, umma do me, umma do me
Wanna see how it's done?
Then watch me do me
Watch me do me, watch me do me
Wanna see how it's done?
Then watch me do me
Watch me do me, watch me do me

What's that, new dolces?
These here chrome heart
You need a key for yours?
Me, my shit auto-start
Man i talk to the car
The car talk back
Then i step up out the car
Watch the car back back (aye)
Yo' money funny
My money talk
While we talking money
Look, this how money walk
Playa why you limpin?
It could be two things (like what?)
Them fifteens or whole stacks
In my blue jeans
That's last years model
(me) i'm in that new thing
Black flips, black sack
Call 'em shoestrings
Aye who you with?
Frank n' roll
Best thing since the tv
Pay attention
Let me show
You how to do me

[chorus]

You like the fo'-door
(me) i just do two
If you ain't getting money
Nigga, i'm nothin' like you
I'm from the ol' school
You from the new school
My ol' school cost more
Than your new school
Just got a new school
That's what i'm use to
Suede around
The panoramic equals
Clear view
You in my rear view
Yeah, you history (skkrrrt)
First to second, two seconds
I love a six speed
I swag it out
Uh felt my swag
The shoes match the hat
The hat match my bag
These niggas
Mad you don't like it
Nigga sue me
Wanna see how it's done
Then watch me do me

[chorus]

Alicia Keys - No One Lyrics

Alicia Keys - No One

Album: As I Am
Released: September 11, 2007
Recorded: 2007
Genre: R&B, soul
Label: J
Writer(s): Alicia Keys, Kerry Brothers, Jr., George D. Harry
Producer: Alicia Keys, Kerry "Krucial" Brothers, Dirty Harry
Certification: 2× platinum (RIAA, Media Traffic), Gold (IFPI – Germany)


Lyrics:

I just want you close
Where you can stay forever
You can be sure
That it will only get better
You and me together
Through the days and nights
I don't worry 'cuz
Everythings gonna be alright
People keep talking
They can say what they like
But all I know is everything's gonna be alright

No one no one no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one no one no one
Can get in the way of what I feel for you
You you
Can get in the way of what I feel for you

When the rain is pouring down
And my heart is hurting
You will always be around
This I know for certain

You and me together
Through the days and nights

I don't worry cause
Everythings gonna be alright
People keep talking
They can say what they like
But all I know is everything's gonna be alright

No one no one no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one no one no one
Can get in the way of what I feel for you
You you
Can get in the way of what I feel

I know some people search the world
To find something like what we have
I know people will try
Try to divide
Something so real
So till the end of time
I'm telling you there is no one

No one no one no one
Can get in the way of what I'm feeling
No one no one no one
Can get in the way of what I feel for you
Oh oh oh...

Kanye West - Flashing Lights lyrics

Kanye West - Flashing Lights

Album: Graduation
Released: November 22, 2007 (US airplay), January 22, 2008 (US mainstream)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: GOOD Music, Island Def Jam, Roc-A-Fella
Writer(s): Kanye West, Kelis Rogers & Eric Hudson
Producer: Kanye West & Eric Hudson


Lyrics:

(Featuring Dwele)

Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights

[Kanye West]
She don't believe in shootin' stars,
but she believe in shoes & cars
Wood floors in the new apartment,
couture from the store's department
You more like L'eau de Stardee shit,
I'm more of the, trips to Florida
Order the h'orderves, views of the Water
Straight from the page of your favorite author
And the weather so breezy,
man why can't life always be this easy
She in the mirror dancing so sleazy,
I get a call like where are you Yeezy
Try to hit you with a 'Oeur de Whopee'
Till I get flashed by the paparazzi
Damn, these nigga's got me,
I hate these nigga's more than the Nazis

[Dwele]
As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never thought that you would take it this far
What do I know? Flashing lights, lights
What do I know? Flashing lights, lights

[Kanye West]
I know it's been a while,
Sweetheart, we hard-ly talk, I was doing my thing
I know I was foul bay-bay,
a-bay late-ly you been all on my brain,
And if somebody would've told me a month ago
Fronting though, yo I wouldn't wanna know
If somebody would've told me a year ago
it'd go, get this difficult
Feeling like Katrina with no fema
Like Martin with no Gina
Like a flight with no visa
First class with the seat back I still see ya
In my past, you on the other side of the glass
Of my memory's museum,
I'm just saying, Hey Mona Lisa,
come home you know you can't Rome without Caesar

[Dwele]
As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never thought that you would take it this far
What do I know? Flashing lights, lights
What do I know? Flashing lights, lights

As you recall, you know I love to show off
But you never thought that I would take it this far
What do you know? Flashing lights, lights
What do you know? Flashing lights, lights

Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights

[Fade out]
Lights, lights, lights, lights...

Mariah Carey - Touch My Body lyrics

Mariah Carey - Touch My Body

Album: E=MC²
Released: February 19, 2008 (U.S. Radio), March 28, 2008 (Germany), March 31, 2008 (UK), April 2, 2008 (Japan)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Pop, R&B
Label: Island Records
Writer(s): Mariah Carey, Terius "The-Dream" Nash, Cri$yle
Producer: Mariah Carey, Tricky Stewart


Lyrics:

MC... uh uh uh in the place to be

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

I know that you've been waiting for it
I'm waiting too
In my imagination I'd be all up on you
I know you got that fever for me
Hundred and two
And boy I know I feel the same
My temperature's through the roof

If there's a camera up in here
Then it's gonna leave with me
When I do (I do)
If there's a camera up in here
Then I'd best not catch this flick
On YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause if you run your mouth and brag
About this secret rendezvous
I will hunt you down
'Cause they be up in my bidness
Like a Wendy interview
But this is private
Between you and I

Touch my body
Put me on the floor
Wrestle me around
Play with me some more
Touch my body
Throw me on the bed
I just wanna make you feel
Like you never did
Touch my body
Let me wrap my thighs
All around your waist
Just a little taste
Touch my body
Know you love my curves
Come on and give me what I deserve
And touch my body

Boy you can put me on you
Like a brand new white tee
I'll hug your body tighter
Than my favorite jeans
I want you to caress me
Like a tropical breeze
And float away with you
In the Caribbean Sea

If there's a camera up in here
Then it's gonna leave with me
When I do (I do)
If there's a camera up in here
Then I'd best not catch this flick
On YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause if you run your mouth and brag
About this secret rendezvous
I will hunt you down
'Cause they be up in my bidness
Like a Wendy interview
But this is private
Between you and I

Touch my body
Put me on the floor
Wrestle me around
Play with me some more
Touch my body
Throw me on the bed
I just wanna make you feel
Like you never did.
Touch my body
Let me wrap my thighs
All around your waist
Just a little taste
Touch my body
Know you love my curves
Come on and give me what I deserve
And touch my body.

Imma treat you like a teddy bear
You won't wanna go nowhere
In the lap of luxury
Baby just turn to me
You won't want for nothing boy
I will give you plenty
Touch my body

Touch my body
Put me on the floor (Throw me on the floor)
Wrestle me around
Play with me some more
Touch my body
Throw me on the bed
I just wanna make you feel (I just wanna make you feel like you never did)
Like you never did.
Touch my body
Let me wrap my thighs (Let me wrap my thighs, all around your waist for just a little taste)
All around your waist
Just a little taste
Touch my body
Know you like my curves (I know you like it)
Come on and give me what I deserve (Give me what I deserve bay)
And touch my body.

Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah oh yeah (Every little way you like to touch my body)
Touch my body (Yeah Yeah ooh ooh baby...Oh Oh, ooh ooh baby)
Touch my body (Uh Uh ooh ooh ooh)
Touch my body (Come on Give Me what I deserve... Oh)

Lupe Fiasco - Superstar lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Superstar

Album: Lupe Fiasco's the Cool
Released: September 25, 2007 (iTunes)
Recorded: 2007
Genre: Hip hop
Label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Writer(s): Lupe Fiasco/Soundtrakk
Producer: Soundtrakk


Lyrics:

(Featuring Matthew Santos)

[Chorus:]
If you are what you say you are
A super star
Then have no fear the camera's here and the microphone and they wanna know
Oh oh oh oh

If you are what you say you are
A super star
Then have no fear the crowd is here and the lights are on and they want a show
Oh oh oh oh

[Verse 1:]
Yea, uh
A fresh cool young Lu
Trying to cash his microphone check 2, 1, 2
Want to believe my own hype but it's too untrue
The world brought me to my knees
What have you brung you
Did you improve on the design
Did you do something new
Well your name ain't on the guest list
Who brung you, you
The more famous person you come through
And the sexy lady next to you
You come to
And then it hit me
Standing outside of heaven waiting for god to come and get me
Im too uncouth
Unschooled to the rules
And two gum shoe
Too much of a newcomer
And too uncool
Like Shadow and Lavelle
I battle with it well
Though I need a holiday like lady who song blue
Go back what ever you did you undo
Heavy is heaven
The devil on my two tons too

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
And you better wear your shades
The spotlights here can burn holes through the stage
Down through the basement
Passed the Indian graves
Where the dinosaurs laid
And out through china
Nearly misses air liners
Magnified times five
This is pointed at the rhymer
Ricochets off the moon and sets the forest a blaze
Now that's important to say
Cuz even with all of that
Most of us don't want it to fade
We want it to braid
Meaning we want it to grow
Meaning we want it to stay
Like the governor called
And they told him to wait
Un-strap him from the chair
And put him back in his cage
The audience ain't fazed
And they ain't gone clap and they ain't gone praise
They want everything back that they paid
Cuz they been waiting since ten to see the lights get dim

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
So chauffeur chauffeur come and take me away
Cuz I been standing in this line
For like five whole days
Me and security ain't getting along
And when I got to the front they told me all of the tickets were gone
So just take me home where the mood is mellow
And the roses are thrown
M&M's are yellow
And the light bulbs around my mirror don't flicker
Everybody gets a nice autograph picture
One for you and one for your sister
Who had to work tonight but is an avid listener
Every songs a favorite song
And mikes don't feed back
All the reviewers say you need to go and see that
And everybody claps cuz everybody is pleased
Then they all take the stage and start performing for me
Like ha ha hahaha
Ha ha hahaha ha

[Chorus]

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