Search results for 'i still cant get over loving you by ray parker jr'

the life and she can't get a grip
Hundred dollar cup and you can't get a sip
I'm a million dollar nigga, you should take you a flick
Hundred thousand

Mrs. Parker can I chill in yo car
Mrs. Parker I don't even know her first name
Mrs. Parker she just wanna have fun
Let's Drive to Vegas
Get married by

Searching (So Much Bubble)

Damian "Junior Gong" Marley

Mr. Marley

1996

You never hear a weh the Jr. say
See many girls who look so fine
And still I'm searching even night and day
An can't find a gal who look so lovely

Ain't Cha

Clipse

Step Up

2006

that P-I, E what I bring by
Me 50 cal, pretty desert up my sleeve, I
Still hugging that corner so tight it can't breath, I
Never let it go, 'cause

Breezy summer days, we'd be smoking lemon haze
Loving in those summer rays I need that love again
Breezy summer days, we'd be smoking lemon haze

Paying The Cost To Be The Boss

B.B. King

Blues on Top of Blues

1968

ping out those funny sounds
That sound good to me, you know
Sometimes I get to play it where I can't even say nothin'
Look out
Sometimes I think it

of why we live on the land
Oh how I remember I'll never forget
A time long ago A time that feels so long ago
Better get home grandma
You left your shower

Loving You No More

Diddy - Dirty Money

Loving You No More

So hard to breathe this air that we call love,
Ain't nothing worse than the hurt we receive from love,
When you get hurt by the one you living for,

So hard to breathe this air that we call love,
Ain't nothing worse than the hurt we receive from love,
When you get hurt by the one you living for,

lookin' for a buzz to get hot
Now they comin' over to battle rap
What the fuck we look like, Love & Hip Hop?
(I got somethin' you gon' like...)
My new gun

[Dirty Money]
So hard to breathe this air that we call love,
Aint nothing worse than the hurt we receive from love,
When you get hurt by the one you

watching my Blueprint
I hope you copy
I know too many shots and you gone See me acting sloppy
Just like Ray Jr
I was sippin on the Rossi
I'll last A couple

your man

Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

where are you takin' me too huh America

Yo I'm Kunta Kinte 'fore he was enslaved by America
Picture the freedom before the terror
Who had to carry

wont u get out an vote
honestly hate is yah true Virtue

And it's nuffin yah could do to make this living hell great
One thing to improve would b by

can't stop this
Y'all dudes weak as fuck, I'm never soft
Cuz I developed my game like Neversoft
Ha, everything that you said was off
I'm still here bitch,

evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural

Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal

Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened

Money on My Mind

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter II [Chopped & Screwed]

2005

the grind, it don't walk to you
I make it run like horses do
Giddy-up, baby, if he got it, then hit him up, baby
I know it's crazy, but I can't get enough,

Money on My Mind

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter II [Clean]

2005

the grind, it don't walk to you
I make it run like horses do
Giddy-up, baby, if he got it, then hit him up, baby
I know it's crazy, but I can't get enough,

you know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)

So I was like aight, yo, can I get into it? (Uh-huh)
My crew down to do it, if she gonna pursue it (uh-huh)

by Chris Blood and Julius J. Davis, Jr.

Intro: MAKE ME SHAKE, MAKE ME SHAKE, MAKE ME SHAKE
Verse 1
Ain’t bout no romance tonight
I don’t want no satin