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Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics

song listing: Coach Carter Lyrics

All Night Long .......... Red Cafe

No Need for Conversation .......... Fabolous featuring Mike Shorey

Professional .......... Chingy featuring GIB

Southside .......... The Game featuring Lil Scrappy

Roll Wit You .......... Ciara

Wouldn't You Like To Ride .......... Kanye West, Malik Usef & Common

Hope .......... Twista featuring Faith Evans

Your Love .......... Van Hunt

This One .......... Ak'sent

Beauty Queen .......... Czarnok

Balla .......... Mack 10 featuring Da Hood

Time .......... St. Lunatics

What Love Can Do .......... Letoya

About The Game .......... Trey Songz


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- All Night Long .. Red Cafe


[Intro]
Hey, all the way back from the 213, 310,
Cross to the 313, 404, back to the 718 Brooklyn.

This Chef Boy is all
I got the homie be flamin' in the spot
And this the new hot (all night long)
Tell them bouncers let my dawgs in the building, we gun get this thing started.

[Verse 1]
Hey yo my money aint ever short
Ask my coach jump shot never off (uh oh)
I got a mean bomp in my walk
And im from the wold known Brooklyn New York
Okay, now if you see me please dont holla
But baby if you feel me you can throw me a dolla
Hey shorty over there with the big ol' hips
Enough to lil heart broker let me give you a fix
Now we can burn and burn can cut leaves from the earth
Till you get a buz good to life up yer skirt
The hole east coast wanna know who bangin
Tell them boys shake down and we got them things but wut up?!

[Chorus:]
(all night long) if you got some style
You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up
Now pull yer hat down low (okay)
Now back them chicks up off you
(all night long) if you got some style
You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up
Now pull yer hat down low (okay)
Now back them chicks up off you
(all night long)

[Verse 2]
Go head dog get cha dollas I got em in a bundance
Im from the bottom, I get em in the dungins
Yeah, they thirsty waitin on my debut
I chase cash not cat like pepper late pugh
I got style dressed in gutchi
Brooklyn ni**a a town stomp in them boots whoa
Hit em high hit em low
Pettle to the floor in the 6 cuz the 5 too slow
Oh, cafe butter like parfkay
All-star game im found right in the palm kay?
Yeah wud up shorty? you hot shorty
You make we wanna pass the rock to you shorty

[Chorus]
(all night long) if you got some style
You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up
Now pull yer hat down low (okay)
Now back them chicks up off you
(all night long) if you got some style
You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up
Now pull yer hat down low (okay)
Now back them chicks up off you
(all night long)

[Verse 3]
Hey yo I dont nagociate r&b chicks want me to pocreate
That lame over there yeah I know he hate
Just because he got a safe, naw he aint safe
Why all the big talk dog u aint hot
U aint ready for the thug life you aint Pac
U the type to act tough when u pop in the room
But I know yer style you wouldnt pop a balloon
You wanna get some money (yeah) you wanna get some cash (yeah)
Ball with some hard core g's from the ave
Probly shake down when we checkin the tenni's
Im on my grizzly like I play for memphis

[chorus]

(all night long)if you got some style
You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up
Now pull yer hat down low (okay)
Now back them chicks up off you
(all night long)if you got some style
You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up
Now pull yer hat down low (okay)
Now back them chicks up off you
(all night long)


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- No Need for Conversation .. Fabolous featuring Mike Shorey


Ugh...
It feels good
If it feels good don't even fire again, you know
Get up man, real talk in New York for u man
Ooh,

(fabolous)
Its all eyes on me like mister straw
So they wanna fuck you right in the door
Chicks coma around and put chest in the chore
So i ain't a playa that need a sister to score
Any messes with shore
the criss on that craw
Climb on a couch chick off the criss in New York
I don't pop till a spend my pist on that boy
But i do it again if you miss me before
Its no big deal
I have so a big will
And them little cars with so big wheels
Put a little box for them all big steels
Pretty little chicks and none's big heels to me, i never give o's
Most girls are diggers who aint going never hit goals
I get under the sun when the weather gets cold
8,4,5 when the 7 gets old

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(fabolous)
Now see you the type uhh,
You gets me hyper
Maybe cuz your chick is like me.
But i'm a black cars whiper
thats just tighter
And u ain't give a damn like me.
They say i'm the sickest since car the droped
The girls jumped to a quick demz car is hot
Its the truck with the 20" star in stops
That have im not blowin
If he staying to going
The stairs at the ear will be saying he's glowing
And they like my style in the way i been trowing
But thats when im boddered and they say that im blowing
Now you could make the choise if u're staying or going Girl,
We could go any place in the world
In the jet whole 12 so we space ass hell ,girl
Nobody in the streetz is gonna hear
That you given 40.000 feet in the air.

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(fabolous)
Most lanes track allongs
Brack some songs
But cant keep with up like a bag of done's
Keep frontin like you spend
But your bag is lighter and lighter then micheals skin
But the other hand
Im the kind of brother man
with 50.000 of ice just the butter hand
Bentley, braclend, rock yourself a fan
In the zone that the teller time in them other land
Girls spred them legs ain't day im pragnum
Its the most to got, neon magnum
In the 22" with some brother who's schine
Thats why everbody want a mother like mine
A bralley be, with a walleys be
That aint bigger dude's thats smove since balleys be
Girl you need to make your move
The eagles i fucked by the lakers crew
haha

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation

(Chorrus)
Aye, Aye
Stop that mamma
Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah?
Aye, aye
U most missunderstand i don't spend all that bend night over
Aye, Aye
Why u looking like before i'm gun
u can run
No need for conversation
No need for conversation


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- Professional .. Chingy featuring GIB


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Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- Southside .. The Game featuring Lil Scrappy


[CHORUS - Game (Lil Scrappy)]

Yall dont want it with the southside
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yall dont want it with the southside
(Aint nothin, aint nothin, aint nothin, aint nothin, ayy)
Yall dont want it with the southside
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, crank it)
Yall dont want it with the southside
(ayy, ayy, aint nothin, aint nothin, ayy)

[Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy]

Ill leave your ass cripled
Like some frosted flakes
What you call it sneakin up
Tha man Jake the snake
And if a nigga on the street
Got something to say
Until they get sprayed in the face
With a gay like mase
I dont hate the fagget
Lets get dashed and crunk
I was lifted by a precher
So my mom pushed weight
Now I hooked up wit game
Real nigga with flame
He show me cali love
And I aint in no game
Even if you role wit me
Betta keep it G'd
Ill put the verdebrate
Push a DDT
Lets get the sippi
Yall niggas aint even gifted
Bust a shot at your chin
Your top getting lifted
G's up get your G's up
Scrappy with your beat up
Im rockin with g-unit
So yall sake get they ass lumped
Your homeboy really going
Through something
I cant change
??
You look lame

[CHORUS]

[Verse 2 - Game]

The reallest of niggas
I role wit them killas (yeah)
The world gotta feel us
My clique is gorilla
You niggas in trouble
Im in the track with B-M-E cliqueing
You aint gotta know
Im sigend to Dre to know the heat sick
P-89 thats what I handle my beef with
Put them hollow tips under your arms
Like speedstick
Ride through your hood
In a blue impala
Like we crips
Roll down ??
Im a head busta, lil scrappy
When the lead touch ya
And they aint no comming back when you dead
Sleep in your earn
And get eaten by worms
Trying to fight a fire with
Bottled water heat and get burned
They tampered my phones
Like D-R-E and the firm
Cuz im buzzing like WuTang
And it aint even my turn
So who it may concern
Youll get your whole mouth wide
Fuckin with them gang bangers
In the SOUTHSIDE

[CHORUS]

[Outro - Lil Scrappy (Game)]

Hey hold the muthafucker up mi nigga
(hold up)
This your boy little scrappy shorty
(BME) A-town (A-town)
Mi nigga game (Comptown)
You know, its westside (G-G-G-G) in this bitch
They want (G-G-G-G-G-G Unit) to get that ass hit
They wanna get that ass hit
Ayy, ayy, ayy, (G-G-G-G)

Who you lookin at?
Nah not me nigga
Who you lookin at?
Nah not me nigga
Who you lookin at?
Nah not me nigga
Im for real
Nah not me nigga

[CHORUS]

SOUTHSIDE [X2]


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- Roll Wit You .. Ciara


Verse 1:
You so off the chain
I can't explain
The things you do
You got me bugging
I'm into you
So into you
I know it's you
And there's no doubt about it

Hook:
The way you ball (Is outta control)
The game you talk (Is woah, woah)
So wicked, I'm wit it
Feelin' you yo
And that's what's up

Chorus:
Everything I want
Boy you know you got it
Looking my way, ayo
I just might holla, oh oh
You look so good boy
I wanna know, can a girl roll wit you
(Repeat)

Verse 2:
Your baggy jeans
The way you gleam
Those ain't the things
That make me want ya
I like you 'cause
The thug in ya
So real wit yours
And you keeps it gangsta

Hook:
The way you ball (Is outta control)
The game you talk (Is woah, woah)
So wicked, I'm wit it
I roll's wit ya
And that's what's up

Chorus:
Everything I want
Boy you know you got it
Looking my way, ayo
I just might holla, oh oh
You look so good boy
I wanna know, can a girl roll wit you
(Repeat)

Bridge:
So come and bounce wit me
Don't act like you don't want it
See you watching me
Don't need to be afraid
I take it easy, call me if you need me
Lemme be your baby, treat me like a lady
'Cause I'mma (Kinda girl that will ride wit you)
No matter what (Nothing that I wouldn't do for you)
And that's fo' sho (I can be your baby, treat you like a lady)
I can be your girls dem sugar

Chorus:
Everything I want
Boy you know you got it
Looking my way, ayo
I just might holla, oh oh
You look so good boy
I wanna know, can a girl roll wit you
(Repeat)

[Thanks to sandiecandy@hotmail.com for lyrics]
[Thanks to princess_edj1@yahool.com for corrections]


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- Wouldn't You Like To Ride .. Kanye West, Malik Usef & Common


[Intro (Kanye West)]
You like to ride... (uh)
(So "why don't) you and your friends (get with) me and my friends"
"(My friends) my friends, my friends, my friends"
Would you like to ride?
(I don't know what happened, it's just like, heh)
"So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
"My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends"

[Kanye West]
I had that little ass Nissan at your crib showin' up
Liquor store out of Arbor Mist, we Irish Rosed it up
Then we rolled to the movies, you rocked your fake Chloes
You had Gap and Gucci, that's still two G's
But that's that last year purse like it's still too cheap
Ooh you so boozy boo you could of fooled me
Cuz five years ago you was so Fugees
Now you don't want nothin' unless it cost a few G's
You like the light-skinned Ania, the dark-skinned Aaliyah
The black Jennifer Lopez, a ghetto senorita
You remind me of my Jeep but not no Kia
We can talk on your cell, but not Nokia
It be goin' in and out, that's why I barely hear ya
It be goin' in and out like a robbery ah
I'm tryin' to +take this money+ like +Robin Geeda+
Then I'ma +take you to the house+ like +Trick and Trina+

[Hook]
Would you like to ride shotgun in the Escalade
"So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
"My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends"
Like a cloud in our sky, grab your things let's fly away
"So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
"My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends"

[Malik Yusef]
Malik Yusef, bet your baby momma know the name
The most critically acclaimed wordsmith in the game
I give you words spit with flames
Stay to myself and let nerves mix with lames
Connoisseur of Kama Sutra, do somethin' absurd with your dame
I used to love this girl who loved shoppin' and smokin' herb
But my job was to hustle 'dro
Now an artist of the spoken word, I just hustle flow
Never a preety boy, always a +beautiful mind+ like Russell Crowe
Now you in places no cabs'll take you, only the bus'll go
I would love for you and your friends to get with me and my friends
But the problemo is your attitude be on the stank side
And I no longer like you
Fuck it, now you can't ride but ooh, wouldn't you like to

[Hook]
Would you like to ride shotgun in the Escalade
"So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
"My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends"
Like a cloud in our sky, grab your things let's fly away
"So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
"My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends"

[Common]
Deep as the ocean is the motion of life
Thought you would have been the sister I chose for my wife
Not knowin' you was trife
Stiflin' a nigga's growth
All you wanna do is shop at River Oaks
Watch soaps on the couch, take shit and smoke
I'm workin' hard like a fiend tryin' to get some dope
Thought my +real nigga quotes+ would make you truer
You ain't gon' let me school ya, at least let me tutor
The sex is good, but you ain't a shooter
There's a war goin' on inside, you ain't a trooper
I look through the mirror and see my reflection
It ain't in your direction so I passed her like a reverend
Return to my bitch and wine ways goin' wild like West and Kanye
Wherever I lay my kufi is my home, goddamnit I'm grown
Broke broad I'ma leave your ass alone
You still wanna ride though

[Hook]
Would you like to ride shotgun in the Escalade
"So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
"My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends"
Like a cloud in our sky, grab your things let's fly away
"So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
"My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends"
Would you like to ride shotgun in the Escalade
"So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
"My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends"
Like a cloud in our sky, grab your things let's fly away
"So why don't you and your friends get with me and my friends"
"My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends"


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- Hope .. Twista featuring Faith Evans


[VERSE 1 (Twista)]
I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks,
Knowing the cops is hot when I'm on the block, And I
Wish my brother woulda made bail,
So I won't have to travel 6 hours to see him in jail, And I
Wish that my grandmother wasn't sick,
Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, And I (I wish)
Wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer,
When the streets get the upper hand on us and say we lose a brother, And I
Wish I could go deep in a zone,
And lift the spirits of the world with the words with in this song, And I (I wish)
Wish I could teach a could teach a soul to fly,
Take away the pain out cha hands and help you hold them hi, And I
Wish that my homie Butch was still alive and on the day I was there that I never woulda took that ride(I Wish)
I Wish that God could protect us from the wrong So all the soldiers sent over sees come home And I
We will never break, though they devistate, we shall motivate,
And we gotta pray, all we got is faith.
Instead of thinking about who gonna die to day,
The Lord is gonna help you feel better, so you ain't gotta cry today.
Sit at the light so long,
And then we gotta move straight forward, cuz we fight so strong,
So when right go wrong,
Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life go on!!!
Let's HOPE!

[CHORUS (Faith Evans)]
Though I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful, hopeful and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay.
cause we hopeful

[VERSE 2 (Twista)]
I wish that you could show some love,
Instead of hatin so much when you see some other people commin up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing,
Watch the music and have 'em trippin of the joy I bring, (shit)
I wish that we could hold hands,
Listen instead of dissin lessons from a grown man, And I (I wish)
Wish the families that lack, but got love, get some stacks
Brand new shack and a lack that's on dubs, And I
Wish we could keep achieving wonders,
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, (you feel me) (I wish)
And I hope all the kids eat,
And don't nobody in my family see six feet, (ya dig)
I hope them mothers stand strong,
You can make it whether you wit him or your mans gone, And I (I wish)
Wish I could give every celly some commissary,
And the po po bring the heat on them priest like they did R. Kelly, And I
Wish that DOC could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie can breath again, (shit) (I wish)
Then one day they could speak again,
I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN,
I wish that we could never get the blues wish I could bring bac the people that died at E2
(I wish)
I wish that we could walk a path, stay doin the right thing
Hustle hard so the kids maintain up in the game,
Let's HOPE

[CHORUS (Faith Evans)]
Cuz I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay.
cause we hopeful

[VERSE 3 (Twista)]
Wish the earth wasn't so apocalyptic,
I try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it,
We can make it always be optimistic,
If you don't listen gotta live my life the best way I can live it,
I pray for justice when we go to court,
Wish it was all good so the country never even went to war,
Why can't we kick it and just get em on,
And in the famous words of Mr. King "Why can't we all just get along",
Or we can find a better way to shop and please, And I
Hope we find a better way to cop a keys, And I
Wish everybody would just stop and freeze,
And ask way are we fulfillin these downfalls and prophecies,
You can be wrong if it's you doubting,
With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains,
And only the heavenly father and ease the hurt,
Just let it go and keep prayin on your knees in church!!
And let's HOPE

[CHORUS (Faith Evans) X2]
Cuz I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful (hopeful) and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay.
cause we hopeful


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- Your Love .. Van Hunt


Your Love,
Your love is amazing
One touch takes me a thousand places
Your love,
Your love is the greatest drug I've ever known makes me go crazy

Girl come on tell me that you're free to be with me tonight
It's been so long and I can't with out you in my life

Your Love,
Your love is amazing
One touch takes me a thousand places
Your love,
Your love is the greatest drug I've ever known makes me go crazy

Don't make me wait not one-second girl I'm begging
For your tenderness
Face to face your lips on my lips
Girl I must confess you're the greatest

Your Love,
Your love is amazing
One touch takes me a thousand places
Your love,
Your love is the greatest drug I've ever known makes me go crazy

Music playing nice and slow
I can hear you my dear
When we're dancing so close whisper in my ear

Music playing nice and slow
I can hear you my dear
When we're dancing so close whisper in my ear your love, your love, your love

Your Love,
Your love is amazing
One touch takes me a thousand places
Your love,
Your love is the greatest drug I've ever be on makes me go crazy

[Thanks to B2kchick23@aol.com for lyrics]


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- This One .. Ak'sent


Hold up, aksent roll up
Big car, big money, no what
We in the truck with the windows all smoked up
Got 38s spinning on ma tour bus
Bad mamis with the letter...
Shorty with her own thing, no rollies
So grown up you love ma style
Trust lil mama, im bout to be a pharrell
Im in a spot with the speakers pumpin
Clown dancin, got the dance floor jumpin
Drinks passin, see the chicks are bumpin
Homie like mama can i tell you somethin
NOPE, naw already got a guy
Not lookin for another already got mine
(but i got alot of money) okay so do i
And im not a gold digger, homie pleace nice try

[CHORUS]
This party is packed, its jumpin
U aint hangin with us, you frontin
Make a track where you kiss nothin
Got up off the wall, ya'll do something

Ima make ya'll move to this one
Ima make ya'll grove to this one
I bet ya'll sweat to this one
Bounce rock shake to this one

I guess ya'll really dont know me
...in ma jacob and ma rolly
Cats on the phone like work it shorty
Im not feelin you, im feelin your homie
Aksent roll deep, neva lonely
You know the label, capital homie
If you dont know then ask somebody
Ma glasses aint cheap they....
Im the spot now we locked in, boxed in
The party right here
Work it mama, do here
Gotta score like usher screamin YEAH YEAH
Yeah go do it right there
Stay with rhythum, grove right here
Make everybody move to the rear
Shake your body, dont stop over here

[CHORUS]

Eh shorty just roll with the she
Lets make this move, no games for me
You'll see me before you wanna be
With aksent, thats me UGH
And you'll neva find another chick with a nicer spit
And you'll neva find a chick so ill with looks to kill, for real
And that why its so cold
Quitting other cats they left in the road
Me clam you, com'on boo thats old
Just picture us together over the centerfold
Naw, too young for all of that
Im just trying to get it crackilatin like that
Hit a couple jump offs, and listen like that
Cuz when we in the zone, aint no coming back, CHIEF

[CHORUS]


Thanks to Jesse for these lyrics.


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- Beauty Queen .. Czarnok


[Verse 1]
Baby brown kicking up ??
The type I keep up on my hip
Nice hips, nice lips, nice everything that could ever come in a package,
I'm in a hurl in a lavage up in my palace cuz she's my beauty queen,
And she ain't new to things
and she know how to do everything,
straight in place, she got a baby face,
my lady tenses up the park, you can say she's my moody woman
cuz when she comes through she shines like a star
and i aint even trying to brag
i'm trying to pull up with my beauty queen in my new jag,
guicci girl, same place, with those guicci bags,
guicci tags all over the floor, and she still want moorrrrrrre
i gotta keep me a beauty queen, how do you stuff all that booty up in them jeans,
now i mean i gotta keep me a beauty queen,
how do you stuff all that booty up in them jeans,

[Chorus]
i'm lookin for a 5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen, in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me
5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen,
in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me
5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen,
in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me
5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen,
in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me

[Verse 2]
She does that thing that stripers do with it,
she has that big ol' striper booty,
i ain't trickin' miss cutie watchin money but i am pimpin,
recruting country, stuck up, snooby, we model
what type of bridge you used to seeing
you something like a beauty queen,
i'm gonna introduce you into the finer things
italien dinners, trips to were Puff's kicking it
and never do to much kicking it but candy martini's
since artist's have seen it all
short and tall, skinny, fat plenty back, jimmys at it it all and
if shes 5"5 brown then i gotta have it let me grab it
(lemme grab it, lemme grab it, lemme grab it)

[Chorus]
I'm lookin for a 5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen, in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me
5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen,
in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me
5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen,
in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me
5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen,
in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me

[Verse 3]
Huey P wont date you ahhh
lil mama i'm ganan take you any and everywhere
like a nice place for us to throw down
just give Huey P his gold round yea
i'm gonna make you into a real woman
let your hair down for me cuz we bout to get it jumping aiight
so know that i'm just pro black unless a
white bitch feel she might owe that
and check it ?? break him, hate him, bake him an take him for all she got
she could be 5, 5"5, 5"9 or not
so mini so fine damn so little time
man your ass was mine
soon as i stepped out of the crib like "yup look what i done did"
and i dont play no games, you can ask both of my mains

[Chorus]
i'm lookin for a 5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen, in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me
5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen,
in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me
5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen,
in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me
5"5, brown eyes, something like a beauty queen,
in her fly booty like she know what she could do to me


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- Balla .. Mack 10 featuring Da Hood


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Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- Time .. St. Lunatics


[Hook]
And the game's on the line, we don't want to be behind with 2 minutes 40 seconds to go.
And there's something to decline, I'm instead losing my mind, so I take a look around at the coach
I'm saying, "put me in coach, I'm ready to go and I don't care if the game on the line.
Put changing numbers on the sign, get me up off this pine, when I fumble do this everytime."
And it's time. It's time
(yep yep, yep yep)

[Verse 1]
Look, now when the game is on the line, I'm ready for competition,
It dont take no coach permission, I'll always play my position. I'm a leader but I listen
They tell me the time is ticking but I'll still ain't gonna let them see me sweat.
No, but when your palms all sweaty, hear your stomach butterflyish
If you miss it, you're a loser. If you make it, you're the flyest.
Pedals to be the highest, but always remain humble as long as you walking up, you can stumble
If you want to be a doctor or a lawyer, long as you not on the corner, long as them grades is good, you can do what the fuck you want ta.
I ain't trying to be a bitch, nor your mother or father. If you don't give a fuck then why the fuck would I even bother.

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I can dribble pass your team, I drive through traffic, and when the dunk, now your school, need to buy new basket,
You foul me, you know it's on so why you asking.
I'll bounce in the stands like you buy new classic.
On the court focus still sneak a peak at your ho and the crowd to the beat sneak a squeak on the floor,
To get me at your college, you'd best pay me, give me a car, help me cheat on my SAT.
Steal class in the bathroom and roll up a blunt. shoot dice at lunch and won't show up for pratice.
Me and Jordan got the same kind of hang time, I'm gonna get drunk and fucked up but still ready come game-time.

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Cuz I'm a coach; not a playa, they tell ya'll no, they tell me yeah.
The rhyme say I make 3-point shots look like layups.
I pick and roll wit whoever, you see thes letters on my jersey so you know who's betta.
The starting 5 is cobra, take a look at it, Murph throw the ball through his legs and back wit it like hot-sauce did it.
Big Lee's our center bro', he throw the ball as hella-hard.
I'm a point like a guard and my range is hella-far.
Slo's mascot never playing hard, him and J.B. to a betta car.
Betta car, who betta car? him and J.B. to a betta car.
So put me in coach, so put me in coach. I am so fly that you gotta put me in coach.

[Hook - Ending]
1 extra: It's time at ending


Thanks to Influential for these lyrics.


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- What Love Can Do .. Letoya


[Intro:]
Corner Boyz
What love can do
What love can do

[1st Verse:]
I'm losing sleep over you
Look what you've done to me
Not saying you ain't the truth
This love's no fantasy
Sometimes I'm so sick of you
I need some thrapy
Just like an addict on you
Make no recovery

[B-Section]
So should I stay,should I go
Do I do,do I don't
Will I , Will I won't
Do like my my mama told me?

[Chorus:]
That's what love can do(now I know)
Everythang just ain't good for you
(Cause I'm feeling like a fool,a fool)
It's got me so confused
(Oh baby)
Maybe that's just what love can do
(Love can do,ooh) What love can do

[2nd Verse:]
See, you sweep me off of my feet
Then bring me down my knees
And then occasionally
I'm like somewhereinbetween
Everytime we get it right,we go wrong
And tell me why does every fight turn...
Ohhhhhh......ohhhhhh....whoaaa......

[B-Section]
Sooo
Should I go
Ooooh
Do like my mama told me?

[Chorus (ad-lilbs):]
Now I know
I said I'm feeling like a fool,afool
Oh baby
Love can do

[Bridge:]
(Heyy) Everytime we fuss and fight
(I'm headed for the door)
And I know inside this shit ain't right
(But it makes me you want)
My friends tell me that I should bounce
(Maybe I should just up anfd leave yeeah)
But they can't say cause they don't know
(Just what you do to me, you do to me)

[Chorus till end (With strong ad-libs)]
Ohhhh babyyyyy
See everything just ain't good for you
Oh.....Ohhhhhhhhh
But it feels so good
But now I know ohhhh........Ohhhhhhhh
Ha.....that's what love can dooooo
To youuuu
Know everything ,it just ain't goog for you
No, noooo,Nooooo
I'm so confusedddd
What love can do

[Ending ad-lilbs]
Uh Uh
Uh huhhhhhhh
Mmmmmmmmm Yeahhhhhhh
Oh Baby
Do do do do
Heyyyyyyyyyy,heyyyyy
Mmmmmmmmmmmm,mmm, mmm mmmmm


Coach Carter soundtrack lyrics -- About The Game .. Trey Songz


chorus

it aint about the rims on ma truck
aint about the ice on ma watch
aint about the coup on ma truck
baby its about the game

verse 1

ride and low (ride and low)
lay back in the seats and creep thats just how i roll
with some fresh nice ones on ma feet this is how we go(this is how we go)
and i'm tryin to find a chich who ain't about the duo
cause it ain't about that no more

(chorus)
(chorus 2)
it aint about the shows that i f***
ain't about the dou or ma rocks
and am lyf that i live it don't stop
baby it's about the game

verse 2

look at me(look at me)
when u ask why i seat in the streets that's who i be
yo i live for the dou for feelin free
they are too many other dudes u can choose that got this luxury
but without it all(all the haters want to hate me)but just nuthin (but the ladies just want to luv me)and they luv me for what i do

chorus 1&2(x2)


repeat verse 1

chorus 1 and 2


Thanks to keno for these lyrics.


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