Girl's Best Friend .......... Jay-Z

Criminal Mind .......... Tyrese

Damn (Should've Treated U Right) .......... So Plush

While You Were Gone .......... Kelly Price

I Put You On .......... Keith Sweat

Blue Diamond .......... Raekwon

Get Away .......... TQ / Krayzie Bone

Rock Ice .......... Hot Boys

Na Na Be Like .......... Foxy Brown

Gimme The Money .......... Rehab

Da Freak .......... Da Shortiez

Please Don't Forget About Me .......... Ruff Endz

All Eyes On Me (Revisiting Cold Blooded) .......... Strings

Playboy Like Me .......... Playa

Jigga man, Swizz Beats
History in the making, part three
Lights out ladies!

Chorus: (2x)

C'mon here baby, you drive me crazy (to all my baby thugs)
Don't want nobody but you my baby (and all my ladies sing)
Hold me tight and call me your lady (say it louder)
Let me scream your name

[Jay-Z]
I took ya outta Jacob's in clusters
Busters they wanted to rush us
Love the way you sparkle when the sun touch ya
When you blush you turn blue if your grade is right
You can light up the whole room, turning day from night
When the summertime is in and the tops are down
With you around my neck we lock the whole block down (that's right)
It took shortsleeves and loungin' to understand
The reason they call you ice, everybody freeze
Ain't a pendant in the sun who can shine like you
And that platinum in the charm who can blind like you
The direct reason why niggas do they crimes they do
I used to snatch the necklace right off them reckless fools
Guess I was jealous that they was so next to you
So I devoted half my time to invest in you
The other half was spent on protecting you
Cause you belong to me, now sing ya song for me
C'mon

Chorus 2x

[Jay-Z]
I'm often with you so they wonder bout the juice I got
I took you from the projects and an abusive pops
From the bottom to the top
The skateboard to the drop
From the nada to the Prada
I got ya like I got ya
From the first time I put you round my neck and locked ya
It was then I knew everywhere I went you'd follow
Soon I spent every dolla you became my habit
other brothers vice was smoke, mines was carats
The more checks I got the more I laced my crew
The rocks got bigger, watch face got blue
Tricked a little bit, shit I lace my Boo
Fuck it, my mistress I laced her too
Cop my jewels twice, like deja vu
If they ever met in the mall, it's ova ya'll
Just the way I do, and either way you win
I mean the thugs love ya when your girl's best friend

Chorus 2x

[Jay-Z]
And the wedding band you love
In the gold chain you thug
Sometimes you given just because
And the tennis bracelet means they want relations
Know that they wanna fuck the only reason they give you up
In the hands of goldiggas you never enough
Rings, things, just never enough
With me and you together gon shine to the end
I mean the thugs love ya but ya girls best friend

Chorus til end

featuring Heavy D

[Tyrese]
I've got a criminal mind
Ohhh oh oh

[Heavy]
C'mon, what what, what what, uh uh

1 - These days, I wonder if crime pays
Blinded by criminal minded ways
Smokin' on ya hay
(Turn it up) Uh-huh

These days, cats be pushin' me places I ain't supposed to be
Money got a hold of me, controlin' me

[Nichole & Audrey]
2 - I've got a criminal mind
I can't help it
I'm on my way
To pick up the pieces
It's the only way I see myself gettin' to the other side
That's why I've got a criminal mind

[Tyrese]
City lights, diamond sky
What a beautiful thing, to be alive
Everything, is all that I desire
Paper's in my hand, a chance to leap higher

Repeat 2

[Tyrese]
Everywhere but felt your life's standing still
You want so much more than the world has to give
I can't see myself workin' every day
Makin' no money, barely getting paid

I should probably regret
All that I've done, in the past
But as I turn the pages of my life
I see you ride up again

[Heavy]
Y'all still don't hear me?
Okay, check this out, yo
It's the D I
It's the D I
It's the D I G G Y, D A double D Y
He be fly, all day
With a P I, G E, okay
Police got a freeze on my diamonds
Did 2 years in the pen, I'm back again
And this time, I got to win
I'm a theif by nature, steal your love
I'm a crook with a hook and a plan for thugs, uh-huh
Y'all don't hear me, huh?
Y'all don't hear me, huh?

Repeat 1

I'mma tell y'all somethin'
Y'all gon' still question my capabilities?
Are you stupid?
You sucka

Repeat 2
Repeat 2
Repeat 2

[Heavy] (Outro)
Y'all don't see me
How we get down, ya know what I'm sayin?
Whatever's necessary, we gon' be 'bout it
Cuz we 'bout it, for real (they know we 'bout it though)
(Man, tell 'em how you do it)
Listen man, I got to get what I get any way I can get it
Man, y'all hear me?
(I know that's right)

Repeat 1
Repeat 2
Repeat 2
Repeat 1

So Plush f/ Ja Rule---Damn (Should've Treated U Right)
From Blue Streak soundtrack

Darkchild 9-9
(They ain't ready for this)
Ja Rule
Uh, Darkchild

[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, damn
I couldn't think about the next man bangin' you
Hittin' it, empowerin' you the I used to
You make me holla
Your cat top dolla, purr when wet
Worth puttin' diamonds on your collar
We down, hittin' switches like a 6-4, follow
Me and you against the world, baby girl (oh oh oh)
But you broken
Now she got your side of the bed, your 6
With wide-screen TVs, in the head
You like the living dead cuz you won't be back
The cat you thought was on, throwin' you off-track (oh oh oh)
Can't do that, love's like a tug-a-war match
You can't win, you fall in, get too attached
You wanna be where I'm at, feelin' me
Without climax, nails diggin' in my back, head board outta wack
What you love about Ja, is what caught your eye
Painful lies and sweet goodbyes, baby why?

[So Plush]
1 - Damn, I should've never let you walk right out of my life
I should've treated you right
I should've been by your side

But damn, I slept and let you catch somebody's eye
Now I can't even lie
It's killin' me inside

I fell in love with you, see, like they do in movies
You were the generous type
You brought me things I didn't need
Promised to take care of me
But then I pushed you to leave, yeah yeah

Money don't make the man, I understand,
since I let you go (oh oh oh oh)
But I could've had damn near everything, yeah yeah
Ya see I should've changed my plans
Let ya be my man just for your doe (oh oh oh oh)
And never ever have to explain

Repeat 1

It's wrong for me to think this
But I could have handled it
Me playin' you for a fool
Frontin', so romantic
Just to get my wishes granted
I should've did what I had to do, oh

Now when I think it through,
I could've been to you a real good girl (oh oh oh oh)
It didn't mean that this is your world, yeah yeah yeah
To satisfy all my needs,
I could've pleased you a little bit more (oh oh oh oh)
Should've been, could've been, would've been
But these thoughts I just ignored, oh

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

You don't even wanna talk to me, you don't wanna be with me anymore
You don't even wanna call at all, but ya come around tryin' to hit me off
You don't wanna go out with me, I can't stand to see you outta line
But it's really killing me, you're not feeling me
I wish you were mine, but..

Repeat 1 to fade

Hmm, whoa, yeah, oh baby, hmm, oh

I read you wrong
You said you'd only be away a while
But the days turned into weeks
And all the weeks into miles
Baby why?
You could've told me you were telling me goodbye
Could've come clean and let me walk away in style, oh

Funny thing is
While I was missing you
While I was figuring what I was gonna do

1 - I got wise, I got hip
I caught on to your tricks
I got over it real quick, yeah baby
While you were gone
Now I'm cool, can't you tell
Feel so good about myself
A funny thing happened to me baby
While you were gone

Oh, you looked surprised
Like no one ever left you and survived, no
Well leaving me alone has kind of opened my eyes
Baby you, you gave me the time to find somebody new
And I found strength inside me I never knew, oh

Funny thing is
While he was holding me
While he was showing me how it's suppose to be

Repeat 1

Repeat 1 with ad-libs by Kelly

Didn't freak, didn't cry
I just held my head up high
I learned how to say goodbye
While you were gone
Had time on my hands
Baby don't you understand
A funny thing happened to me baby
While you were gone

Had nothing but time on my hands
Learned how to understand boy
Got over you, got over you, oh
While he was holding me
While he was showing me how it's suppose to be
Oh baby

Repeat 1

While you were gone, oh
Learned to lie, learned a lesson
Learned how to get along, learned how to be strong
Learned how to love myself, while you were gone, ooh, oh

Feat/ Da Brat & Rodney Jerkins

[Rodney]
Darkchild, uh, uh
Keith Sweat, Da Brat
I like that
Who the one who put you on girl?
I'm the one that put you on
Who the one who put you on girl?
I'm the one that put you on, come on

[Keith]
It's funny how you do forget
Where you were before we met
I gave you things you could not dream
Like the 5-0-6 with the Greenwood Range, yeah
Now girl I'd showed you
Life without jewelry
While I loved you
Gave you all of me
Now you act like
Act like you don't know babe
I'm trying to show you
You were the only one

1 - [Keith]
How can you keep buggin'?
When you were poor and struggling
Girl I'm the one that put you on
Girl I took you shopping
When you didn't have nothing
Girl I'm the one that put you on

[Keith] (Rodney)
(Second verse)
Upgraded you to first class flights
And hit you off with so much ice
I had you wearing the finest clothes
Not every guy wants to creep on the low, oh
I thought I told you
You could never find
A love that's better
Better girl then mine
But now you're forcing
It is all because of me
Act like you know
Cause girl I put you on

Repeat 1

[Da Brat]
I tried to tell my nigga not to put you on
Cause I seen your stanky ass around here before
He said that you adored him
But I knew it was fake
You wasn't in love with him
You wanted the money and fame
So he gave you a slash of the good life
Most hood rats wanna do more than see what it looks like
I shook dice, bet ten g's that you were just for one night
And not for keeps, then I saw you in the car with Keith
At the mall, in the club at the bar with Keith
And didn't nobody know you was a homie but me
My homie put you in the dopest clothes and fresh sneakers
And now you wanna showboat and ask if did he
You ain't pretty bitch
You just popular cause them niggaz done hit it
If it wasn't for him icing you down from ear to ankles
Wouldn't nobody check for you?
So you should thank him

Repeat 1

[Keith] (Da Brat)
Let me tell you girl, oh
You rocking ice because of me
You got a jeep because of me
You're looking fly because of me
You got a Benz because of me
You got a house because of me
You got it all because of me
You got minks because of me
I put you on (yeah, yeah)
I put you on (who is put this on? Darkchild)
I put you on (who is on this? Da Brat)
I put you on (Keith Sweat, it's like that)
I put you on (You know Rodney Jerkins is dopest)
I put you on (1999)
I put you on (You know how we do)
I put you on (To the two to the two)
I put you on (Like that from all of my crew)

Fade out with ad-libs

Raekwon f/ Chip Banks - Blue Diamonds

[Raekwon]
Call me the flyest jewel thief in the town jewelry nympho with info
All I need is three hold me down where the joints at chill
Its one big rockless glass And its blue play it low when we snatch that
Rock your black outfit kid Im going out kid you all mouth kid
Be the driver chill out kid Snatch the glass the we all on hold on Lord
Who holding it who bought the idea duke Its over with
No funny guy business what is this its just realness
Its only us who willing to steal this
Got my whole life on it Mans wife on it throw my black Nikes on it
With sons ready to Ike for it my position is contain yal
Sort of like dope fame on yal
Blowing game on yal Lets get this paper
Start vaporizing think about legalizing
Plus you went wrong now im Penalizing

[Chorus 2x: Chip Banks]

Diamonds, grande y azul
Aiyyo we got chopo
And you can get some too
Take money

[Raekwon]
Yelling out asta la vesta last name masesta mean feon smoke with feces
Publicize this im go rise don in disguise
that will throw his arm out of five that fly
Jewel specialist fool specialist
Move like Professionalist strengthen paper excellent
Might be painting your town
Throw the drink down blowing it real-estate style
Feel my weight now Chilling healthy
and came up game up tore the frame up
Got to vote for the mayor later
Snatch something I believe in some call it thieving
But I call it extra dough on the weekend
Me and my family breezing so much ice its Freezing
the Dean switching up for a reason out of nature we be g'ing
Some of these spots Korean That saten gleam got me peeing??

[Chorus 2x: Chip Banks]

We get chop dough?
And you know its true
Ayo we get chop dough
And you can get some to

[Raekwon]

Ayo the topic is laying in the tropics ill ass clique to rock with
We deligating on the block kid money invested in a deal
Lets stress it on the real side burning big phills holding bills
Technique Made us all meet Made me sit back repeat each
Started from the fame of the week
This is glory mandotory phat dough
Rocking my hand to bring cash to support me

[Chorus: 2x]

TQ featuring Krayzie Bone and JD - Get Away

[Jermaine Dupri]
Uh-huh, uh uh uh
Whatcha gon' do, whatcha gon' do
When they come for you, come for you, huh?
Whatcha gon' do, whatcha gon' do
When they come for you, come for you, what?

[TQ]
1 - No, ain't nowhere to run
And no, ain't nowhere to hide
When the heat is on, ain't nothin' you can do
Close your eyes and ride, and hope you get away

[TQ]
(No) People always talk about my lifestyle
Tell me nothin' good could come of it
But I always used to figure it was worth my while
That's why I had to hit this lick
11:30, a 6-4, ridin' dirty
I got the goods, but I think they heard me
Lord help me, can I get away?
Stashin' stuff away
Cuz the boys are comin' to get me
All my people say...

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

[Krayzie]
Now tell me whatcha gonna do (buck buck)
When they come for you
When the murderers hit the curve, and suddenly red rum
I gotta respect, refuse to be the dead one
Will it be this bustin' ass ?, got on vests but we duck, gotta protect our
head
It ain't no tellin' when niggas start actin' stupid
'Til they roll up on your block, wit glocks, scheme ass could start shootin'
You wanna know what I'm doin'
Keepin' a weapon at all times
Cuz shit, the broke niggas ain't got, they runnin' up lookin' around
And I think they really want it
But who wanna come to get it
Wanna pay that unexpected visit to my crib for the riches
I tell 'em to bring it on
A nigga done worked to hard for this shit
Plus I'm a man and a captain goin' down wit his ship
Let's do this, AK 47 spittin' it
When the situation get heated, we gon' be there
With the proper tools and equipment, never be slippin'
Ask me what I'm gon' do when the mob get to jumpin'
And gotta fight 'til it's over
If I don't make it, then I'll go down like a soldier

[TQ]
Let me hear you say, no...

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

[TQ]
What you gonna do when they come for you?
Even if they catch me homie, I gotta say somethin'
I won't live another day, and have nothin'
Just believe that I'll be back around in a year or two
Catch me if you can baby
I got a plan baby
Got to get away
Let me hear you say...

[Jermaine Dupri]
Whatcha gon' do, whatcha gon' do
When they come for you, come for you, huh?
Whatcha gon' do, whatcha gon' do
When they come for you, come for you, what?

Whatcha gon' do, whatcha gon' do
When they come for you, come for you, huh?
Whatcha gon' do, whatcha gon' do
When they come for you, come for you, what?

[TQ]
All my people say....

Repeat 1 to fade

[B.G.]
When it comes down to stuntin', I pull it all
When it comes down to G shit, I get it all
When it come to pullin' hot girls, I pull 'em all
When it come to rockin' ice, B.G. rock it all
Sport diamonds like I tote a tech
Baby tote a fo' nickel like he wrappin' gifts
Try to stay cool so I don't melt the diamonds 'round my neck
I keep bustas in suspense of what I'mma do next, gotta respect
I ain't out to please a bitch
She could get on her knees
I'm tryin' to get rich
I'm shined out, ten karats on my wrist
Flyin' first class, me and my whole click, now
Fuck a glass, we sip Dom P straight out the bottle
Never I play, you know I'm 'bout murderin'
I ain't gotta say it
You don't cross me, I don't cross you
But understand a Hot Boy gotta floss too
Look, I'm iced out

[Big Tymers]
1 - I rock ice (lil' daddy)
Everytime I step
I rock ice (lil' momma)
Cuz I love the rep
I rock ice (whole world)
Cuz I'm doin' my thang
I rock ice
Bling bling, bling bling

[Turk]
My Rolex crushed out, my chrome stay spinnin',
Hot Boy wit so much money, I don't know how to spend it
Don't you wish you could be in my shoes just for a minute
Carry nothin' but faces, never quarters and pennies
I started at nothin', look at me now, I'm iced out
Police think I'm doin' wrong, but nope, I'm right now
It's cuz I'm Black, huh, that you ridin' my back
Paper on everything I have, so how you love that
They don't wanna see me ballin', wanna see me fallin'
Got it locked off wit my tank against the wallin'
I floss but get dirty too
My Roley cost, try to take it and I'll murder you
Ya say I stun too much
I can't help it, I be with baby
The number one stunner who drive these girls crazy,
The one with the 32 platts in his mouth,
Two Roleys on his wrist, game spitta from the south,
Tell me, what kinda nigga rock ice that'll hit ya momma (momma)

Repeat 1

[Wayne]
It's Cash Money youngest nigga
Right around ten figgas
That's what I (uh) work with
Pockets are (uh) perkin'
Money is my purpose
Whatever I purchase
Oh, could you do better?
Rollin' with the bezel
Who that be, that's Wayne,
Look at his gold chain,
Sometimes I wear grey,
White diamonds, pear shaped,
My jewelry just pure awful
And I can't stop thuggin', it's just in my culture
It's a must, everyday I'mma shine, black
You wan' meet me?
You just might need contacts
Cuz I'm the little one with the ice, flossing
Please, playa hater, get your wife off me
I ride by in a Jag with the top low
Throwin' hundreds, but it's cool, cuz I got more
Me and my niggas, we stunt like there's no tomorrow
Big Tymers, Hot Boys
Nigga CMR, nigga CMR

Repeat 1

[Juvenile]
Now you boys now them 4 99's I got expired
All them bitches plushed out on 20 inch tires
I'm lookin' for some hell of a head, is you for hire?,
You lookin' at this Roley I got, don't you adire,
The way a nigga lay a stunt
Braggin' 'bout 20 inch rims, up in the restaurant
But it ain't over, I'm about to go to Disneyland
Yo, you fuckin' deaf now, ya understand?
What if my baby momma's ride by, lookin good
I gave 'em both a hundred G's to get them out the hood
My momma gettin' chauffeured like a movie star
She don't know a damn thing about drivin' a car
I'm rimmed up
Now peep this million dollar smile in my mouth
And all this luxury shit I got in my house
I done sold a million records and I'm still goin'
Don't ask about my watch and my chain, it's still gone

Repeat 1

Uh-huh
A and Loc
(99 Def Jam)
Tell me what y'all want, whoa
Ugh, anybody want it?
Come see me, what?
Neno, I said it, Fame

I flows sicker like
Tote quicker like
Na Na pop [shit] like spit hotness
Chicks love to gossip
Catch me in my crop [shit] like
I spit flames Na Na
What's my name, Na Na
Like I am that chick Prada want bitch
Rude gal I bop holder
Big gat, big things, Taiwan like
I'm undisputed
Know y'all got to bow when you see
What's my name? Na Na
Like I'm that chick pushing big six
Little broad 5 foot talk bigness like
See my clique ride big stiff
Like swiss hole you know? handcuff [shit] like
Supremeness, y'all broads is ancient
I'll bank your whole wrist
Top draft pick like
I'm the Prince Nasheem of this [shit]
Come test me and leave with your vest swiss cheese like

1 - Na Na be like
Floorless ice wrists
Sassy ass chick I started this here
Na Na be like
Sexy with class
Got your man in the corner try-na freak my whoa! (oh)
Na Na be like
Holdin' it down
All my thugs screaming Fox when I come around
Na Na be like
Running this here
Gonna have you broke chicks all running this year, whoa

My wrist think, light gray [shit]
Call me Sun-splash heir, pure wetness, whoa
I switched up, put the six up
Everybody want chopsticks, rock bold wrists, whoa
I've done this, spit hotness
Na Na tote big fifth
What's my name? Na Na, whoa
It's my cat they could come lick
On my breast that they all wanna come kiss, whoa
It's on me they see when they want truthness
It's you that they see when they want bull [shit], whoa
It's my car that they wanna go get
On my rock that they wanna come stick, whoa
I'm the chick that'll drop my [shit]
Before I leave y'all [niggas] wan' pay nice price whoa
It's my life that they wanna live like
It's my flow that honey wanna sound like, whoa

Repeat 1

Snitches wanna test my aim
I spray sick like lunatic
You better keep pushin' your [shit] back
You not threat me yet, you wanna try Na Na?
Pure gun shot, I need a Punani-dani
Me and shop with a boy not proportionate
Even idiot, can still ride, come and whoop that
Eh, eh, Na Na talk greasy what?
Eh, eh, and who's the ass wanna see me
My diamonds is Blue Streak
You Tito brand, money wash my hands, soprano style
Nubian Chanel purse
You think you're nice then sneak behind my verse
So bow down what's my name
Na Na Like, Na Na Like

Repeat 1 till end

Always schemin' to make real my dreamin'
Oh, since my conscience ???
Run and hide, live a lie

Never cry, I got devil eyes
All I despise, quick to criticize
I want it all and I want it now
Solitude and sin
Calm my nerves with gin
Sleep, wake up, and do it all again

And damn all else, for the wealth
I'll be detrimental to myself
Mental justification, I got no patience
I want to give, so I guess it's time for takin'

1 - If we're livin' in the land of milk and honey
Then gimme, gimme, gimme my money, money, money
And don't blame me cuz ain't a damn thing funny
And gimme, gimme, gimme my money, money, money

Repeat 1

Rapping:

I caught greed, visions of diamonds in my sleep
Blue streak, everything else lookin' bleak
Slither, slidin', ridin', hidin' from correction
Got ya detection, get in it like direction
Snake persona
So much heat around me, feels like a sauna
I wanna have the kinda loot it takes to bone Madonna
I get the discount, five finger always
Eyes glazed, hide from the sun rays
Decept a con, you won't see me comin' like the Clinton scandal
Can't hold a candle to what I've handled
I live beneath the earth's crust, next to the mantle
Feed my addiction, from other people's property
I have no choice in this democracy
Thieve, deceive, violate, accumulate, put all in real estate
Spend the rest on dope and vegetate
Cuz I'm already fuckin' jive and the maid
I want the goddamn cake

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

Singing:

Thievery has never been a novelty
Nothin' glamorous about poverty
Skinny guy licks his lips at the bakery
Frivolous ways make the poor man angry

And life's a battle, and life's a bitch
And there ain't one honest man that's rich
He gotta catch, he gotta hitch
The pretty package, the big-top with a sales pitch

And I fall for it everytime
And still that mutha-fucka wants mine
This whole system was made so I can make it better
I want to give, so I guess it's time for takin'

Repeat 1 to fade

Da Shortiez f/ 69 Boyz - Da Freak

La da di, la da dow... (8x)

[69 Boyz]
Right about now, it's about that time
For everybody in the house to get in a line
On the floor, ya know this what we talkin' about
If the ? is the 6-9, then we came to freak you out

[Da Shortiez]
If you're ready, if you're not
It don't matter, here we come
It's that naughty group of shorties
And we're beatin' like a drum
With them golds in control
All the pretty girls hard
And they get the number one position on the rap chart
At the same time, hit you with the bass and the beat
That make you move your feet, and turn you into freaks
Hands down, 85
Without a doubt
Got them shorties in the house
And we came to freaky you out

1 - I wanna do, somethin' freaky to you
I'm willing to do, whatever you want me to

I wanna do, somethin' freaky to you
Do things that you, never thought I would do

[69 Boyz]
>From Columbus to Atlanta, back across to Alabama
It's the true ?summer under age?
Man, I'm from Atlanta
That got you actin' freaky in the club at the bar
We even got y'all actin' freaky ridin' in your car

[Da Shortiez]
Yeah, you know it
Think you don't when you do
But even if you don't, I bet you will before we through
Hands down, 85
Without a doubt
Got them shorties in the house
And we came to freaky you out

Repeat 1

La da di, la da dow... (8x)

[69 Boyz]
(Wooooooooooo)
Step back, you're 'bout to see some shorties rock the mic in such a way
Don't it make you wanna bump 'em everyday
But that's okay, cuz now you know what to expect
We be puttin' Southern playa-listic shorties in your neck
Damn, that is how we lead them honies ? on the floor
When those freaky-deekies sweat from their heads to their toes
Hands down, 85, now 86
And let them freaky Southern shorties fix it in the mix

Repeat 1

La da di, la da dow... (8x)

f/ Nokio

[Ruff Endz]
I know I made mistakes before
But girl I never lied
So I apologize
And I know sometimes I made you cry
But now I realize
I need you by my side
When it comes to you
I swallow my pride
Cause you're the reason why
I feel so alive
Girl please tell me
You'll still be my lady
Without your love in my life
I'll go crazy

I know I made mistakes before
(But I never lied)
Tell me if you're leaving
(Or staying by my side)
You know that I love you
I wouldn't know what to do
Please don't forget about me

I know I should of thought about
The things I did before I did 'em
If I can stop your tears
Oh girl I can't see a way
To stop the pain that you're feeling
If I can make it right God knows I will
Please give me a chance
To make things right once again (ooh)
Before we fell in love
Remember we were friends
So don't let it end

I know I made mistakes before
(But I never lied)
Tell me if you're leaving
(Or staying by my side)
You know that I love you
I wouldn't know what to do
Please don't forget about me

All my life I've been searching for
A love so pleasing
We've been at this together so good
Everything I have is yours

[Nokio]
Ruff Endz
Bringing it to ya Baltimore style
You know what I'm saying
For the year 9-9 and the Dru world order
Baltimore done it again
The N-Tity, what you expect?
Yo bring it back
Baltimore done it again
Ruff Endz, N-Tity, what you expect?

I know I made mistakes before
(But I never lied)
Tell me if you're leaving
(Or staying by my side)
You know that I love you
I wouldn't know what to do
Please don't forget about me

I know I made mistakes before
(But I never lied)
Tell me if you're leaving
(Or staying by my side)
You know that I love you
I wouldn't know what to do
Please don't forget about me

Strings f/ Keith Sweat - All Eyes On Me (Revisiting Cold Blooded)

(Intro)
Goddamn I look good
Somebody slam me, huh
This club does not want 2 point 2 seconds of me
But I'mma give it to 'em anyway, uh

When I walk in the door, niggas be like "yo"
Stare me up and down even when they with they ho
It amazes me them niggas don't care
?All fade tight?
Ass, hair, wear
And before I can even get a chance to blink
Wild mutha-fuckas start sendin' me drinks
But I send 'em all back, cuz I got my own loot
Suit? It's a Miaki
Boots? Gianni Versace
It ain't hard to see
I got my own money, don't fuck with me
Can't touch me, check my steeze
Swap meet bitches, please, for real

[Keith] (Strings)
1 - Cold... Blooded
(When I walk in the room, all eyes on me)
Let me get your number
(Got ice on my hands, ice on my feet)

Cold... Blooded
(When I walk in the room, all eyes on me)
What more can I say?
(And these are the sounds they be makin' at me, say what)

[Strings]
Uh uh, yeah yeah
Uh uh, yeah yeah

Uh, picture me Strings, pav?diamonds in my ear
I push a new somethin' every year
Hip Hop sweetheart, nigga pleaser
Coochie value, like the Mona Lisa
99 escalade, smellin' like Chanel
Bumpin' my shit, on the way to Bloomingdale's
For a shopping spree, niggas jocking me
Black tale centerfold, no stopping me
And your bitch jealous cuz I'm gettin' ?wildin' out the versa teller?
I won't tell her, I'm hella ?? get your number, and um
Cuz while she was in the dressing room, he slipped me his number
And said call me baby, you're a real lady
Workin' those ?, spittin' flows at shows
I check the videos and the skills
Can I get your autograph on the 50 dolla bill, for real?

Repeat 1

[Strings]
Uh uh, yeah yeah
Uh uh, yeah yeah

Freeze

Yo, I got a fat boy on my jock
Nigga got a wife but he got a fat knot
'Member when it was hot, rollin' down the block
In my summer car, 320 E drop
Tell the wife get it together, she ain't cute
Rockin' that sweater with them daisy dukes
And that nigga know it
That's why he with the fat tale poet
Spittin' game like a nigga sayin', baby pass me Moet, for real

Repeat 1

[Strings]
Uh uh, yeah yeah
Uh uh, yeah yeah

Repeat 1 (without Strings)

Repeat 1 to fade

Whoa, babygirl
You ain't been with someone like this
Had chills like this
Tell me how would it feel
You know what

Bet you ain't never
Never met a playboy like me
I'll lick you from head to toe
First thing in the morning, morning
Before you know it
Girl you be shaking at the knees
I know my love's off the hease
You better believe it shorty
You can say I'm like drugs
Cause after I've given my love
Girl I bet you be fiending, fiending
I have them things
Recognize that I am that man
I hope you've been peeping game
I'm trying to tell you baby

I know you ain't never
Met a playboy like me
I know cause you cuss a lot
And with me you're smiling, yeah
My love don't play
(This is your lucky day)
Ooh girl I can hardly wait
Wait to see you shorty
And so it seems
(You've been moping around)
Don't let yourself get you down
(Don't get discouraged baby)
Ooh baby I got you
(Better days headed your way)
I think we should celebrate
I bet you ain't ready baby

1 - I know you ain't never
Never met a playboy like me
I bet you've been cheated
Don't worry I got you covered shorty
I know I ain't perfect
From head to toe I'm real as can be
And I know I'm up in your mind
Lovin' is on your mind
I know you have never felt like this till you holla
Never known a playboy like me
Let me sweep you off your feet
I know how to get you heated shorty
Send you chills from your head to your feet
You best to believe it girl

I know you ain't never
Never met a playboy like me
I'm searching you for your spot
(I'm a get'cha horny shorty)
If you don't got one
Well that's okay oh girl cause I'll feel you up
(You better tell her Smoke yeah)

Nothing like a hand in your butt
Wait till you fall in love
Cause I be giving it to you
Give it to you love
(Wait till I do you baby)
You see even if I ain't your type
I know I'm gonna get'cha right
You better believe in shorty

Repeat 1

2 - Rub ya, rub ya, rub ya
Kiss ya, kiss ya, kiss ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
Feel like nothing before
Love ya, love ya, love ya
Calling, calling, calling
Running, running, running
Running back for more