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Feelin' Freaky

B2K

Nick Cannon

2003

chicks by the deuce (uh huh) 
Ain't no telling what this man might do 
Cause tonight this man ain't playing by the rules 
So tell me,
Anybody feelin'

on the crew
Where the bad bitches that was in the back by the booth? What it do?
I've been watching y'all
Talk for a while just to top it off
Mama dance? No

tryna get a boost
Counting my XP by the twos
I'm making music like Usain sorry if I lose ya
But I'm making moves
I'm on these tracks like searching for

see the light in you "Namaste"
So won't you grab me by my left hand
Rest in Peace to David Bowie baby Let's Dance, we're just...
 
We're just dancing in

know she got some for me
Till it's my last dance on the court, bitch, I'm gon' ball out like I'm Jordan
Don't do no double backs, I strap my nuts

what I'm saying?
I once murdered a beat by J, and ever since that day
He told me brotha keep slaying
So I sharpen my blade and pick names
But promise me

shads
born sinner rocking human made
dont be alarmed by the winning ma manit true we pray
if u hussle like hated nigga u be paid
still do it for the town

the grass and I saw snakes
You can never take my place
I guess you can say I'm in a race
I've been waiting for my time nobody can stop me cus I know my place

Nothing Yet

Feenom Circle

Souled Separately

that everybody knows who I is
But when you see me collar-poppin doin the electric slide
you'll be like "this brotha gets down for his"
Didn't pay good

the things she claiming she would do for me

You doing dirt by him, what you gone do to me?

Can’t chance it

I was the one they rush to call when they can’t

Words & music by Sherry-Lynn Lee (50% BMI 780003571) and George Paolini (50% BMI 439753717)
Master owned by 23rd Hour.
No samples.
One-stop

d gang
Niggas are up on flex
Bitches are comin by ten
She and her friend
Mandem talk na mess
Freetong boi dey flex
Drippin my dance
Ade i am blessed

Yeah I'm eating all of them
By the way if you don't know J got skills flow cold like a snow cone
Boatloads of them skittles starburst Fritos

Huh
Cracking down the veil of reality
Fabricated issues of society
I had to change the frequency
Now they wanna dance with me give notoriety
Singing

could neva breach
New book a week, I learn and reteach
Meetin' wit' one-percenters, still me
Durag line in my forehead takin' my seat
Five-hunnit for

a rat, like Splinter
Cheese
This green protected by shells
I held it down forever
Asked no one for help
I'ma pop up in the Maybach
Make you feel like you

cause they scared and get to squealing’

Keep a dirty pole like It’s a stripper make you dance and shit 
J block till I die you know I’m dying for my

So Much Money

Juicy J

Rubbaband Business

2010

and shooters, don't make me pay for the hit
They wipe your ass off the planet like you ain't never exist

Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much

even a match 
Spending it getting it back 
Look at me doing my dance 
2 to the front to the back
Look what I do with my hands 
Grab on my pants and I

you need, tell me what you want 
Cos if you don't, Ima have to go 
I'm yelling too many, too many, too many L's 
Yeah. Yeah 

I'm a cool J; LL. L for

Fantasy - Mitchell Zia
词 Lyrics：Luka
曲 Music：Luka
编曲 Arranger：Milan D'Agostini
混音师 Mixing Engineer：Milan D'Agostini
制作人 Produced by ：Snow.J
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and outlast any crises
Really all that I’m after cash as far as the eye sees
This is fun for me, I just play with the measure fluid
Since my son told me I was

dream come true
For once I wasn't missing you
You asked me if I'd want to leave
What if I don't, what if I do?
We were sitting by the bay
Your head

Ei Ya

Biz Markie

Weekend Warrior

2003

Yeah
Y'all know how this goes down
Doin it funky!
Uh-huh, that's somethin' for the DJ's to cut up
They know (funky!)
Okay, break it down