-------)Текст песни «Candy Shop» - 50 cent
(feat. Olivia)
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia]
[50 Cent]
I''ll take you to the candy shop
I''ll let you lick the lollypop
Go ''head girl, don''t you stop
Keep going ''til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I''ll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I''ll have you spending all you got
Keep going ''til you hit the spot (woah)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon'' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I''ll break it down for you now, baby it''s simple
If you be a nympho, I''ll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it''s whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I''m the love doctor
Have your friends teasin you ''bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I''m a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I''m tryin to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)
[Chorus]
[Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain''t never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain''t never put it down like this
Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper
It''s like it''s a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn''t it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking ''bout that ass after I''m gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain''t stoppin, homie I aint stoppin
Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on
And we gon'' sip til every bubble in every bottle is gone
[Chorus 2x]
--------------) Текст песни «Disco Inferno» - 50 cent
[Hook x2]
Lil'' mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake... shake... shake that ass girl.
[Verse 1]
Go, Go, Go, 50 in the house - bounce, y''all already know what I''m about.
The flow sounds sicker over Dre'' drums n*gga,
I ain''t stupid - I see Doc and my dope come quicker.
Whoa!
Shorty'' hips is hypnotic, she moves is so erotic, but watch -
I''m like bounce that assss girl.
I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, front in here,
we''ll thump in here.
Oooohh.
I''m so gutter, so ghetto, so hood.
So gully, so grimey, what''s good?
Outside, the Benz on dubs -
I''m in the club wit the snubs - don''t start nothin'', it won''t be nothin''.
Uuuhhh.
[Hook x2]
Lil'' mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake.. shake.. shake that ass girl.
[Verse 2]
Let''s party, everybody stand up.
Everybody put ya hands up.
Let''s party, everybody bounce wit me.
Sip champagne and burn a little greenery.
This hot.
Disco Inferno, let''s go.
You are now rockin wit a pro.
I get toed to flip dough to get more, fo sho''.
Get my drank on n*gga on the dance floor.
Look homie I don''t dance all i do is this.
It''s the same 2-step wit a lil'' twist.
Listen pimpin'' I ain''t new to this, I''m true to this.
Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this shit.
You mix a lil'' Cris with a little Don Perignon.
And a lil'' Hennessy, you know we ''finna carry on.
Hollerin'' at these snakes in da club tryin'' to get right,
we gonna be up in this bitch ''til we break daylight.
[Hook x2]
Lil'' mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake.. shake.. shake that ass girl.
[Verse 3]
You see me shinin'', lit up with diamonds as I stay grindin''.
Uh-huh.
Homie you can catch me swoopin Bentley coupe and switchin lanes.
U see me rollin, you know I''m holdin, I''m about my paper, yeah.
N*gga I''m serious, I ain''t playin'', I''m embeded in ya brain,
I''m off the chain.
G-Unit!
Next level now, turn it up a notch.
Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot.
Front on me, oh no, you know I''m loco.
Hands up on the dance floor, ok let''s go!
[Hook x2]
Lil'' mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake.. shake.. shake that ass girl.
--------------------) Текст песни «G-Unit / U.T.P» - 50 cent
ft. Bun B (U.G.K.), Young Buck (G-Unit)
[Male voice talking]
Right now with the situation gettin'' better
So I''m doin'' you things, holla
[50 Cent]
Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me out
Now piece by piece we put it all together
Time to get this dough nigga, it''s now or never
I''m wild as ever, foul as ever
Reap whatever, whatever, whatever
They say I''m a slick talker, shit talker
Grimy ass New Yorker
Come gutcha, gum futcher, lay your ass out
If you ever catch beef nigga, call on me
If you fucked up in school nigga, it''s all on me
I get a left foot to drop a nigga, pistol to pop a nigga
Break you off proper nigga, the cops ain''t gonna stop a nigga (yeah)
Let''s get this money man, them hos come with the paper
I''m done to go wherever this game takes us
Look homey, you see my 22''s, sittin'' on low bros
That simple mathematics, that equal more hoes
I smoke a lot of dro, I got a lot of flows
Shit I didn''t have to say that, y''all already know
[Chorus - 2X]
From New York to New Orleans
A problem, holla at me
My niggas comin'' to see
If everythin'' is alright
Ya''ll niggas can blow some trees
Have coke and some Hennessey
My niggas from U.T.P.
Everythin'' is alright
[Young Buck]
For those who couldn''t figure me out, what this nigga be bout
Cookin'' it, and cuttin'' it, and flippin'' it, in 24 hours
Cause I keep a dyke, on the back of the bike
In the summertime the white
Air Force One''s, Louie Baton, Nike style (woo)
Don''t really talk much (uh huh), I let my money speak
I know you saw us, shit we a 100 deep
I''m sippin'' Don, with Juan, Bird, and smokin'' weed
Shakin'' them haters off, bouncin'' to this jukin'' beat
Fuckin'' with 50, cause he strictly about head bustin''
Lettin'' New York know these Unica niggas ain''t stuntin''
Nigga we ain''t runnin'', I guarantee you that
After these messages we''ll be right back
Take off that necklace a, because this tech will hit a
Innocent bystander who don''t respect a nigga
After you finish your collard greens and cornbread
Get you a glock, and come around here where my mom stayin''
[Chorus]
[Bun B]
From South I 95, 85, 65 right at the I 10, get your money widened
I got the Columbian, and I''m gonna hold ''em down
When you get close, call nigga I''m gonna guide you down
You got it now, (got it), well then what time you leavin''
In a couple of hours, some time close to this evenin''
What us speed with V8, them cops then heated
They locked my partner Gus up for smokin'' weed and speedin''
But he''ll be home though, probably about the same time you get ya
Shit yeah, seems like we paid his bond like last year
But anyway, you know that thing we thought that was, but wasn''t?
Well come to find out, my homey found somethin''
But he had to choke a bitch, and fo'' pound somethin''
Cause I told him, what you told me about the chump and he chumped ''em
Put the barrel bottle pump, and pumped ''em
And pumped ''em and pumped ''em, and pumped ''em and pumped ''em
[Chorus]
[Male voice talking]
We over here, E, shots of, sippin'' on Courvoisier
Yeah Rockin'' exclusive, haha, haha
---------------) Текст песни «Just Lose it» - Eminem
{Intro:}
Okay..
Guess who''s back... back again
Shady''s back, tell a friend
Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright stop... pajama time
[Verse 1]
Come here little kiddies, on my lap
Guess who''s back with a brand new rap
And I don''t mean rap as in a new case
Of child investigation accusate
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
No worries, pappa''s got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise
I''d done touched on everything but little boys
And that''s not a stab at Micheal
That''s just a metaphore, I''m just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like T.P. for my bung hole
And it''s cool if you let one go
Nobody''s gonna know, who''d hear it
Give a little "poot poot" it''s okay (Fart Sound)
Oops my CD just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip
{*Chorus*}
Now I''m gonna make you dance
It''s your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
Whoops! I mean girl... girl, girl, girl
"Girl you know you''re my world"
Alright now lose it
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
Just lose it
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
Go crazy
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
Oh baby
"Aah aah"
Oh baby baby
"Aah aah"
[Verse 2]
{Sung}
It''s Friday and it''s my day
Just to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe ''til Monday, I dunno what day
Everday''s just a holiday
Cruisin'' on the freeway, feelin'' kinda breezy
Get the top down, let my hair blow
I dunno where I''m goin'', all I know is when I get there
Someone''s gonna "touch my body"
{Rap}
Excuse me miss, I don''t mean to sound like a jerk
But I''m feelin'' just a little stressed out from work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair
Spit on me, maybe gauge my eyes out, "ewww"
Now what''s your name girl, what''s your sign?
[Dr Dre: "Man you must be up out your mind"]
Dre "aah aah", dear God goes blind
I''m just trying to unwind, now I''m...
{*Chorus*}
Now I''m gonna make you dance
It''s your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
Whoops! I mean girl... girl, girl, girl
"Girl you know you''re my world"
Alright now lose it
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
Just lose it
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
Go crazy
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
Oh baby
"Aah aah"
Oh baby baby
"Aah aah"
[Verse 3]
{Sung}
It''s Tuesday and I''m locked up
I''m in jail, I don''t know what happened
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
Well I''m sorry, I don''t remember
All I know is this much, I''m not guilty
They said save it ''fore we catch you on tape
Now you and an old lady "touch my body"
{Rap}
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It''s real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it''s 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody loses theirselves
Now snap back to reality, look it''s B. Rabbit he
Oh you signed me up to battle? I''m a grown man
Chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba
I don''t have any lines to go right here so
Chubba tubba tell me fellas (what?), fellas (what?)
Grab your left, make your right one jealous (what?)
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls
Tall girls, small girls, I''m calling all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It''s your chance for, a little romance or
Butt squeezin'', it''s the season
Just go "aah aah aah aah", it''s so appeasing
{*Chorus*}
Now I''m gonna make you dance
It''s your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
Whoops! I mean girl... girl, girl, girl
"Girl you know you''re my world"
Alright now lose it
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
Just lose it
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
Go crazy
"Aah aah aah aah aah"
Oh baby
"Aah aah"
Oh baby baby
"Aah aah"
{Outro:}
Mmhmm touch my body
Mmhmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body
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