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A Tribute to Jennifer Lopez (The United Girls of R&B) · Jennifer Lopez & Destiny's Child (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to Jennifer Lopez (The United Girls of R&B) · Smooth Sax Tribute to Jennifer Lopez (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Get Right/Love Don't Cost a Thing/If You Had My Love (Jennifer Lopez) · Rap Rap Rap (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Love Don't Cost a Thing [UK CD] (Jennifer Lopez) · Love Don't Cost a Thing (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Love Don't Cost a Thing [Australia CD] (Jennifer Lopez) · Juggling the Thing of a Thing of a Thing (Michael Whitmore) – and 90 other albums »


o.k. with you 
Deserted isle style middle of winter with no bed 
I'll comfort you like you were Jennifer Lopez 
You get what you deserve if I said we
to blind me with your bling bling
Thought I told you love don't cost a thing
(love don't cost a thing)
Hope you realize that now I'm through
And I don't ever
to blind me with your bling bling
Thought I told you love don't cost a thing
(love don't cost a thing)
Hope you realize that now I'm through
And I don't ever
Ingredient, kick it CL

I know you wonder what kind of way is that to think:
Put all the wackest rappers on a boat and let it sink
Don't blink; next thing
you like to ride?
(I don't know what happened, it's just like, heh)
"So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
"My friends, my
Dolly Parton
    On The Floor Lyrics
    by Jennifer Lopez
    Moon And The Sky Lyrics
    by Jay-Z
    Trip To Your Heart Lyrics
    by Britney
you like to ride?
(I don't know what happened, it's just like, heh)
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
My friends, my
to ride?
I don't know what happened, it's just like
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends, my friends, my
like to ride?
(I don't know what happened, it's just like, heh)
So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends
My friends, my friends,
of
The most requested songs that you all love
Reach out and touch the mic, take control
Still gettin' "Paid" and I still got "Soul"
And the only thing I ever
is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss
Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Duice
Gets paid to sex the hoochie like my main man Luke
on the corner selling cock (selling cock)
And the game that we go don't stop (don't stop)
I got them thug ass niggaz with the syrup (with the syrup)
And you
knocked
WHAT?!
I don't know what this is about, sounds crazy man
Somethin about a gun

"The court calls Keith Elam to the stand.
 Please approach
a motherfucker
Real street nigga I ain't nothing like these other suckers(Na)
How much the club cost I mite by this motherfucker
Have the feds park right
love
Back door little druggie's callin for you

I'm makin things cappin fast
Ain't no need to wait around for what never seems to come along
Face
buck
And you know that we couldn't give a fuck
I got them bitches on the corner selling cock
And the game that we go don't stop

I got them thug ass
where I'm coming from
Where would I go?
If I don't know where I'm coming from
Where would I go?

[DMX]
Places that I've have been, things that I
just been invaded by true soldiers
December 31st, 96 (the game is over)

[Chorus]

(I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give)
that
I'm lookin' down on you smilin'
And I didn't feel a thing
So baby, don't feel no pain
Just smile back

I keep havin' this dream
I'm pushin' Hailie
styles phat like hoes in da L Darodo my
Mine toatin fuck em duck em any thing but da main gun I don't trust em

CHORUS:X2

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Move wit da nigga huh frum
on the porch, cost my man his life, I can’t afford not to hit him
Shots ripping through his True Religion denim
These streets was my religion
I stood over him,
in witcha chronic main
$hort Dawg, I don't know why you tryin to leave this game
State to state, plenty hoes and plenty money to make
Writing raps
Niggaz who pimp bitches and hit the highway with them drugs
Feel my flow, mix it in witcha chronic main
$Hort Dawg, I don't know why you tryin to leave
'm dangerous I need a cross and bones Lounge, 
homeboy, 
you in the danger zone What I mean by lounge, I don't mean bitin' Huh, 
ya 
mess around and we'll be
Sell a lot of dope
Dodge a lot of cases
Stickin' to the basics
Rock a lot of chains
Do a lot of things
Bottles by the cases
Stickin'