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Albums:

Can You Bring It? Sing and Dance to the Music of Ciara (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Two Tickets to Paris (Joey Dee) · Tickets for a Prayer Wheel (Sixpence None the Richer) · Live: Tickets Still Available (The Ziggens) · Tickets for a Prayer Wheel (Sixpence None the Richer) · Playlist: The Very Best of Ciara (Ciara) · Playlist: The Very Best of Ciara (Ciara) · Ciara (Ciara) · Ciara (Ciara) · Ciara [Clean] (Ciara) – and 90 other albums »


girl

Pow Pow bout to shoot 'em down, down
With this remix, C and Kells so wicked
So go and get your tickets
I'm hit it like was your birthday
In
me from getting a nut
I wanna come over, what's up?
That's what I told her soon as this episode
Of martin go off
I'm trying to get off
I was in
come over, what's up?
That's what I told her soon as this episode
Of Martin go off
I'm trying to get off
I was in heat like a cactus, my tactics of being
up, roll up, roll up
For satisfaction
Everybody wants
Everyboy needs
So get up, get up, get up
To get some action

It's the ticket
You've been
Then the cutest girl said:

I have to see their show
But I have no ticket, Aaron
How can I go

Your wish is my command
See it's no problem, hon
your parakeet, with scissors, clip his head
Then get the charcoal, whassup, burn your dog's legs
Walk by the barbershop, and hit the glass with eggs
Then
unreasonable demands
But I could save myself the price of a ticket
If I didn't let go of your hands

Never mind killing me getting there
But somebody has
the quenchin' 

Diamonds on your wrist 
Sunroof top 
But niggas out front 
Makin' guns go pop 

So the spot gets shut 
But on to the next 
'Cause your
for the both of us
Get away from the world that's controlling us
It's only just me, I hope you trust me
You look a little nervous, keep adjusting
Your
mad cause no one's feelin you
Mad at me, cause all your peoples they know my lyrics too
They sing along cause my song bumps
On the mix tapes that you
the divine sun rule
Word to blue magic, step right up, and see the like with crew
Hurry hurry, get your tickets, stand in line
After the show it's
Go get some complimentary bourbon chai
Go meet your brand new friends on the water slide
I's cool no matter what the police may find
But you
tryin'
I'm matchin' by mistake I want that yacht I'm on my grind
I learn from my mistakes
You want it daddy go and get it
Don't never hesitate
I'm
Then the cutest girl said:

I have to see their show
But I have no ticket, Aaron
How can I go

Your wish is my command
See it's no problem, hon
So you wanna go back to Egypt
Where it's warm and secure
Are sorry you bought the one way ticket
When you thought you were sure
You wanted
Zaytoven on the track
Zay-tiggy
Gucci
Gucci

So Watch Entertainment
Lets Go

[Chorus]
They call me Chef-Boy-R.G.
But hold that thought
Its
So you better go hard every time you jump on wax my nigga
What they talkin' bout, your shit is where its at my nigga
Came in this game, you stuck
I'm fresh and dope and wild and wicked 

get your ticket, come straight to the jam I'll rip it 

Original lyrics, original lyrics, original lyrics,
what they be asking us
White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic up
Man, this shit is hella hard, but we never acting up
Live it up, hold
Then Screw wrote his number down and said hit him next week
Get your list together, and pick all your beats
Well time went by and my best friend died
love for the street every single day
You better get down on your knees, you better pray
'Cause goin' against the grain of this Squad

I promise you
say
I always love for the street every single day
You better get down on your knees, you better pray
Cause goin' against the grain of this Squad
I
Ladies and Gentlemen, children of all ages
Step right up and get your tickets to the greatest show on earth
Where you'll witness death defying
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F*ck your mix tape I don't wanna feature
Couldn't give a shit about your album either
I don't wanna hear you come out the speaker, No…
You
get off, by the ounce
On the G.O., my P.O. is a dickhead twerp
Yeah, he a jerk and love to cock block work
And my next door neighbor, yeah, he got