Lyrics:
Hey Mr. Music
Ya sure sound good to me
I can't refuse it
What got to be, got to be
Feel like dancing
Dance 'cause we are free
I got my home
congressman
[Nas]
Step up to the White House let me in
what's my reason for being I'm ya next to kin
And we built this motherfucker
You want to kill me
you home? I want you here with me
Ooh girl you blow my mind, I want to be yo' freak
Let me take you there, to that ecstasy,
Oh ba-by, baby
Gotta
"What's the matter?"
"I don't know, my leg, it hurts"
"Leg? I thought you said it was your tummy"
"Oh, I mean it is, but I also got a bum knee"
"Mr
Shorty cause I want you
Ooh I wanna show you, Ooh how I'ma shake it on you
I'm a tell you my thoughts mami then you can tell me,
Huh, what you think
Hey Mr. Music
Ya sure sound good to me
I can't refuse it
What got to be, got to be
Feel like dancing
Dance 'cause we are free
I got my home
[Master P]
Ha Ha Ha
Most niggas might think I'm crazy when I tell em this
(Yeah G)
But you know what most nigga look up to like Presidents
(can't believe this girl)
To still want to be my lady (you know what I tell about)
You must be crazy (she can not kiss)
To still want to be my lady (an
you know I got a wife
And even though that pussy tight I'm not gon' jeopardize my life (aight?)
So what is it you want from a nigga? (What?)
I gave
don't want me there by your side
That you don't want me there in your life
What if I got it wrong
And no poem or song
Could put right what I got
Mr. Money with the vibe right now
Tell me what you see when you look at me
Sun gbala ja ko ma ju badi
My problem is I too sabi, oh
Pop molly for
a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got
standing there
And about by the way that you moved
I couldn't help the way I stared
There were some mysterious folks
They led me here to you
Lead me
I feel much better thank you. Mr. Ben Sidran, Dr. Sidran. Yeah. Courage.
Ben: Courage, forward.
Steve: Well, we want to thank you, ladies
go
I did it all by myself
I found my way around it
Get me what I want
Everything that I got
Get me what I want
'Cause I'm a big shot
So give
Chanel)
Wanna spend it all on you, baby (Lil' Twist, Lil' Chuckee)
My room is the G-spot (and young Lloyd, ayy)
Call me Mr. Flintstone I can make your
You should have made this blind man see
I got my pride back in my pocket
Won't you bring him back to me?
Oh, hey, Mr. Dream Merchant
congressman
[Nas]
Step up to the White House let me in
What's my reason for being I'm ya next to kin
And we built this motherfucker
You want to kill me
Mr Horace Greeley was no fool
I'm sure that you agree with me that Greeley was no fool
What he is getting at is that Mr Greeley was no fool
Boy
and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
lookin' to lose
Tryin' to turn all us young niggas into troops
You want us to fight your war
What the fuck I'm fightin' for?
Shit, I ain't got no love
and two inside there
Oh, what a confusion! Ooh, yeah, yeah!
What a botheration! Ooh, now, now!
Who is Mr Brown? I want to know now!
He is nowhere
train
On and on it goes
I thought these motherfuckers knew, but now you know
Puppy love
Puppy love call it what you want, bitch
Puppy love, call it
She got a wonderful style
Got a wonderful grace
There's nowhere I wanna be
Because being with you is
Such a beautiful place (yeah)
The ghetto
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