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Girls, Girls, Girls - We Love Girls (The Four Seasons) · The Cheetah Girls 2 (The Cheetah Girls) · The Cheetah Girls 2 [CD/DVD] (The Cheetah Girls) · Cheetah Girls: One World (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Cheetah Girls 2 [13 Tracks] (The Cheetah Girls) · The Cheetah Girls [Special Edition Soundtrack] (The Cheetah Girls) · Disney's Karaoke Series: Cheetah Girls 2 (Disney) · Disney's Karaoke Series: Cheetah Girls (Disney's Karaoke Series) · The Cheetah Girls [Original Soundtrack] (The Cheetah Girls) · Girls Girls Girls (Elvis Costello) – and 90 other albums »


the way it feels
Step up, it's now or never, step out, all the Cheetah Girls
Say it loud, we're here together, time for us to show the world

Show 'em
zoo-music girl

my body is a monster driven insane
my heart is a fish toasted by flames
I kiss the hem of her skirt
we spend our live in a box full
zoo-music girl zoo-music girl 

our life together is a hollow tooth
spit out the shells, spit out the shells
you know exactly what I'm talking
I've got a girl in a box, Keep her under my bed.
It sure must get hot in the summertime.
I get her out when there's nothing else to do.
And there's
Acapella now bring it in
Come on girl, one more time

Chillin' out
Break it down
That's the way we do it now
Attitude in the groove
Getting into
good 'bout me, you should just believe her
Take-taking all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah
Feelin' on they ass, while they rolling up the cheeba
Acapella now bring it in
Come on girl, one more time

Chillin' out
Break it down
That's the way we do it now
Attitude in the groove
Getting into
zoo-music girl

my body is a monster driven insane
my heart is a fish toasted by flames
I kiss the hem of her skirt
we spend our live in a box full
leather top, got it made
If we go out on dates
We go in a box on roller skates, well

What about us
What about us
Don't want to cause no fuss
But
leather top, got it made
If we go out on dates
We go in a box on roller skates, well

What about us
What about us
Don't want to cause no fuss
But
understand

Like two cheetahs runnin' free
African butterflies to me
You're my safari fantasy
Girl this is heaven to me

Baby we are like coconut and banana
swinging it baby
See, you're a tiger girl
The way you're scratching me
I'm a lion
In this jungle I'm a king
Girl, I got you so wet
It's like a rain
, uhh, I know y'all like this one
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah, uhh, c'mon

[Keith Murray]
Yo y'all niggas will never see my level
Rap so hot I slap box with
On the tape
We're fresh out the box

And this is the way
We rock the house!
Not
Never ever
Huh
Ha hah
Hah!
Yah
Get it right boy

Sure shot
by the handle on the top
I'd slide it out of the back of his station wagon
Lug it down the bank with my arm draggin'
And I could hardly wait for him
girls, drop your dresses
B-K lick a shot for Big Pop' in heaven
Ever since I came through, niggaz got the impression
everything I drop, out
the impression
Everything I drop, out of the question, stop the guessin'
It's hot, flows provin' I pack 'cause my dough's movin'
My whole crew up in this
leather top, got it made
If we go out on dates
We go in a box on roller skates, well

What about us
What about us
Don't want to cause no fuss
But
I'll hold on to you girl
I'll hold on to you guys
We'll see this together
Never let go

Cold by the door
Blows through the letter box
So long ago
I'm out the gate like a race horse, made in the A of course
That's A for Alabama, I'll be damned if I say Georgia
Tennessee in this bitch, I got some
or whatever
Whips, phats cars, new kicks, Spit That G
This is how we do it
Word up, it's like this, check it out
Check it out, yo

If you got ladies (Spit
This is a throw down, a showdown, hell no, I can't slow down
It's gonna go down, first offense on the mix down, go on and break down
Okay, party
thing like
The Starry Skies,
And you'll like it when you find out what he's got
In the backyard,
By the parking lot.

Hey Baby, you're my favorite
a box or a tray,	keep your head on the plate
I don't care this is where you should be

Come in pain or in joy
As a girl, as a boy
In a bag or a trunk
the
Full length blue fox, knock you out the box
Big rocks, this girl is hype Hobbes
The type of girl that cold did son wrong
She got the face that you