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Body of a superstar, the mind of a 10-year-old. 
She wants to take you for a ride, the stella has hair of gold. 
The lights are on upstairs, but is
a business
That's seldom what it seems

And where are you goin' tar top
Where's J.C. and the chosen few?
I saw the flash without T.Gentry
And B.V. left
the strobe lights
Sequins and sex strings
You whisper to me
There's no reason to cry

If God is a D.J, life is a dance floor
love is the rhythm,you are
lookin' fo'
'Cause I keep gettin' these girls, but know
In the G I try to tell 'em what to do but they don't listen to me
I'm good on top
[J.D. & Lil'
You alone are more than I expect
But the good outweighs the bad

By 110 per cent
You take me to the top
You're everything I've got
You catch me if
We are having a party
Dancing to the music
Played by the D.J.
On the radio

The cokes are in the ice box
Popcorn's on the table
Me and my baby
love, I just can't get enough of you
I need that engines push, it's gonna take me home to you

J E T
(J E T)
You are so good for me
(You are so good
Long Live Love
I just can't get enough of you
I need that engine's push
It's gonna take me home to you

J-E-T (J-E-T)
You are so good for me (You
to bottles of beer
Barrooms and pop a tops are long way from soda shops
Those pick me ups now let me down
Barrooms and pop a tops are long way from soda
of character's correct, it's gonna be by the letter tonight.
Now stop me when I get to 17.
Excuse me, baby.
I bet you didn't know I had a piece of this
Let me touch your penis.
[J:] It’s me!
[K:] WHAT?!
[J:] It’s me. It’s JB.
[K:] GOD!
[J:] There’s no Felix dude.
[K:] What are you doing?!
[J
with it
Turn around and see your butt in a clinic
Having doctors just poke at Jimmy
Let me express what now what's in me
Too many people take too
What time is it?

Hangin' by the backstage door, decked out like a queen
Your body's sayin' 21, but your face says 17
My intuition tells me, that
Long Live Love
I just can't get enough of you
I need that engine's push
It's gonna take me home to you

J-E-T (J-E-T)
You are so good for me (You
stoppin me?
I got the pressures of the WORLD on my little back
My nerves are turnin into jelly and I'm bout to crack
You think I'm cheatin on my homies, by
Rip, rock, crush, stop, cop; I'm poison; come and take a drop 
I bet ya teeth will end up around the corner, kid 
Don't ask me why I did it 
I'm
Flop lookin' boy, stop lookin' boy,
Can't take off her top lookin' boy,
Women be shoppin, women be shoppin, black chris rock lookin' boy,
Case lookin'
Flop lookin' boy, stop lookin' boy,
Can't take off her top lookin' boy,
Women be shoppin, women be shoppin, black chris rock lookin' boy,
Case lookin'
Yo, what up fellas?
Hey, have you heard A to J?
I'm talking A to J?
As in are you A to J?
Let me take you to school

Gimme a J
J, you got your
On m'appelle Zobi, I'm called Dicky
Oui see'est moi la mouche Yeah it's me the fly
J'suis pas tant credible I'm not too credible
Car on me trouve
moment 
Thundermonkeys are making flashy noisy vibes 
D.J. s are rocked by, 
Electric, chair girl 

Electric, electric, chair girl 
Electric, 
I'm
moment 
Thundermonkeys are making flashy noisy vibes 
D.J. s are rocked by, 
Electric, chair girl 

Electric, electric, chair girl 
Electric, 
I'm
. Ewing of Seattle

It's The Man You Love 2 Hate
The J.R. Ewing of Seattle

Me and Kid Sensation with that home away from home
In the fat butt dulie
Late night club like a video with the
Hot stuff top stuff we got stuff oh

What a night so far
Pulling up curb side in your car
What a sight you are
for me, yeah

[Verse 1: The Game]
I swear to God, it feel like every day is my birthday
Let the top down, California's my birthplace
So I'ma take