Area Codes .......... Ludacris

Mine, Mine, Mine .......... Montell Jordan

Party & Bullshit .......... Method Man

No .......... Kandice Love

He's Back .......... Keith Murray

Love Again .......... Dru Hill

Keep It Real .......... Musiq

Crazy Girl .......... LL Cool J.

How It's Gonna Be .......... Lovher

Paper Trippin' .......... WC

You Make Me Laugh .......... Christina Milian

Mercedes Benz .......... Say Yes

Blow My Whistle .......... Hikaru Utada

Figadoh .......... Benzino

I'm Sorry .......... 3rd Storee

Brollic .......... FT

The World Is Yours .......... Macy Gray

[Nate Dogg]
[chorus]
I've got hoes
I've got hoes, in different area codes (area, area codes..codes)
hoes, hoes, in different area codes (area, area codes..codes)

[Ludacris]
Now you thought I was just 7-7-0
And 4-0-4, I'm worldwide bitch, act like yall don't know
It's the abominabol "O" man
Globe-trot international post man
Neighbor-dick dope man
7-1-8s, 2-0-2's
I send small cities and states I-O-U's
9-0-1, matter fact 3-0-5
I'll jump off the d-4, we can meet outside
So control your hormones and keep your drawers on
'Til I close the door and I'm jumping your bone
3-1-2, 3-1-3, 2-1-5, 8-0-3
Read your hor-o-scope and eat some hor-derves
Ten I pump one these hoes is self serve
7-5-7, 4-1-0, my cell phone says overload

[chorus]

[Ludacris]
Now everyday is a hol-i-day
So stop the violence and put the 4-4 away, keeps you to hold today
5-0-4, 9-7-2
7-1-3, whatcha gon do
You checkin up the scene, I'm checkin a ho tonight
With perpendicular vehicular homicide
3-1-4, 2-0-1
Too much green, too much fun
I bang cock in Bangkok
Can't stop, I turn and hit the same spot
Think not, I'm the thrilla in Manilla,
Schlong in Hong Kong
Pimp em like vision, magic Don Juan
Man after Henny with a coke and a smile
I just pick up the muthafuckin phone and dial
I got my condoms in a big-ass-sack
I'm slaggin this dick like a New Jack, biatch

[Nate Dogg]
Is it cuz they like my gangsta walk?
Is it cuz they like my gangsta talk?
Is it cuz they like my handsome face?
Is it cuz they like my gangsta ways?
Whatever it is, they love it
And they just won't let me be
I handle my biz, don't rush me
Just relax and let me be free
Whenever I call, come running
2-1-2 or 2-1-3
You know that I ball, stop frontin
'For I call on something to free

[chorus]

[Ludacris]
9-1-6, 4-1-5, 7-0-4
Shout out to the 2-0-6
Everybody in the 8-0-8
2-1-6, 7-0-2, 4-1-4
3-1-7, 2-1-4, 2-8-1
3-3-4, 2-0-5, I see ya
3-1-8, 6-0-1, 2-0-3
8-0-4, 4-0-2, 3-0-1
9-0-4, 4-0-7, 8-5-0
7-0-8, 5-0-2
And different area codes

Hey baby
I like it when you're next to me
With that body horizontally
Your pretty legs comfortable in my bed
In your lingerie with my pillow under your head
And honey
I like you cuz you trust in me
Just so glad to have you on my team
So I'll keep it real with you
Girl I'm feelin' you, layin' here

[1] - Layin' next to you at night
Kissin' and holdin' you tight
All of these things I like
Girl you are mine, mine, mine

You got a lot of sex appeal
I love the way you make me feel
And what I feel is real
Girl you're one of a kind

Hey lady
You know just how to treat your man
So I will always be your biggest fan
I'll tell it all over the world, you're my closest friend
Much more than my girl, would ya
Stay with me and you just might see
Some kind of jewelry
That I know you've been waiting on
Baby you're the reason all my other girls are gone
What we share is so beautiful
And I think I might just spend my life waking up next to you

[Repeat 1]

Yo (all of these things I like)
Turn around girl, oh (mine, mine, mine)
Layin' next to you (got a lot of sex appeal)
Just feels so right shorty
I like that (mine, mine, mine)

[Repeat 1 to fade]

(Funky! Stand off..)

[Method Man]
Oh shit, 3-2-1, blown to bits
Step inside the nightclub like I own the bitch
Southpaw two left feet set to trip
on that bullshit, back it up with extra clip
Man listen, pissin in the same pot I'm pissin
You're goin down, get in that plane crash position
Turbulence ahead, boy you must be sick in the head
Go get Excederin, or get intelligent
Recognize a veteran, player stay wetter than
the thug type, up mo' late nights than Letterman
Ask Teddy, Wreckx-n-Effect I'm ready
The same way I was in that bar scene in "Belly"
(Say what?) I freak the flow that let you know I'm a flower
Yo' ass is grass and I'm a lawn mower
So uhh, go ahead pass the doja
It's the return of Tical, party over

[Chorus: Meth & T.R.]
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (fuck with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (fuck with me)
Y'all really want the street now? (fuck with me)
Y'all niggaz gon' see now (party and bullshit)
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (fuck with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (fuck with me)
Y'all really want the streets now? (fuck with me)
Y'all niggaz gon' see now (fuck with..)

[T.R.]
You chicks, bounce to the music
Shake that ass like you bout to use it
Wanna fuck with a baller? You choose
Wanna fuck with a scrub? You lose
Fuck that, let's keep it movin
Talk about how this beat got you groovin
Nod your head, make you shake your dreads
Bass travel down the spine, get stuck in your legs
Dance 'til you rip the soles off your Timbs
Shit - knock the chrome straight off your rims
Hit - after hit, well get who you wanna get
Ain't nobody really fuckin with us
Haters try to tell me I'ma suffer for this
Hatin on me cause I mastered this
You asked for this, come here and get a glass of this
.. party and bullshit

[Chorus: T.R.]
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (fuck with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (fuck with me)
Y'all really want the street now? (fuck with me)
Y'all niggaz gon' see now (party and bullshit)
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (fuck with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (fuck with me)
You really want the street now? (fuck with me)
Y'all niggaz gonna see now (party and bullshit)

[Method Man]
Yo, the whole base of this is party and bullshit
Y'all lil' cats, we ain't on no cool shit
Y'all lil' dogs better learn some new tricks
And you video directors better find some new chicks
Watch this, man I got this, Hot Nikks
Mean gob spit when I talk wear galoshes
Wu-Tang Clan in the house and ain't leavin
How my Killer Bee clique feel this evening?
Meth; guerilla serial killer for scrilla
See the God run through your block like Godzilla
Menage-a-tois for these french vanillas, I'm iller
Hard as armadillo and coat made of chinchilla
New stuff, bang this, bust this, bruise this
And ballers ain't fuckin with Staten Isle, New York
What? Still in the game, platinum plus
Y'all might fuck with them, but y'all can't fuck with us

[Chorus: Meth & T.R.]
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (fuck with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (fuck with me)
Y'all really want the street now? (fuck with me)
Y'all niggaz gon' see now (party and bullshit)
Y'all niggaz wanna get down? (fuck with me)
Y'all still wanna be round? (fuck with me)
Y'all really want the streets now? (fuck with me)
Y'all niggaz gon' see now..

[Meth] Yo T.R., what's that shit you on?
(party and bullshit)
[T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I
(party and bullshit)
[Meth] Yo T.R., what's that shit you on?
(party and bullshit)
[T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I
(party and bullshit)
[Meth] Yo T.R., what's that shit you on?
(party and bullshit)
[T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I
(party and bullshit)
[Meth] Yo T.R., what's that shit you on?
(party and bullshit)
[T.R.] I'm not even serious, I'm doin this for fun, cause I
(party and bullshit) - what?

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Yo Rock, cue me in..
We, got, that, funk
Murray's, packed, with funk (you need to know)
We, got, the funk for yo' ass (let's go)

[Keith Murray]
Yo, a lot of rappers holler tough stuff, they don't live it
When you hear me emceein I'm speakin from experience
Keynote speaker, Rock funk freaker
This lecture is conducted from the mic and through the speaker
Now who gets weaker, not this dunn
Look I'm never shook down even when, I was on the run
I'M A REBEL! I love REBEL PEOPLE!
You're not equal, you damn creep you
I, wake up in the morning with my game face ON
And play hard all day - WORD IS BOND
By the way whatever happened to - WORD IS BOND?
The brother Ak lied to me during RAMADAN
I'm takin no prisoners, takin no shorts
Still drink Olde E, cans 40's and quarts
With creativity, and original thought
And a twist of fate I twist your face, don't get caught

[Chorus: Keith Murray]
Yo, we got the ghetto funk, you need to know
where the funk is at, funk dat bump that
Murray's back with that
funk to make a person catch a heart attack (he's baaaack!)
Yo, we got the ghetto funk, you need to know
where the funk is at, funk dat bump that
Murray's back with that
funk to make a person catch a heart attack (you need to know)

[Keith Murray]
We, got, funk, for, y'all, stank, ass, C'MON!
Yo - here's, what I'ma do for you
Choke you out 'til your lips and your face turn blue
OOPS! Now look what you done made me do
I, did it again - and the joke's on you
I'm more than official reputable undisputable
lyrical phrasologist (you know how I do)
Not one of you or any combination of you
Can ever mess around (boy you know how I do)
Dialectical linguist, unlimited thinker
Descriptive mental photographer
L.O.D. and P.P.P. gets it on
We strong to cause bodily harm to King Kong
Stock lock and barrel, empty, reload whoa
This funk here, glocks up, c'mon
I'm not an R&B pop star rock'n'roller
I'm a underground rapper with a chip on my shoulder
You mindless, spineless, jellyfish I eat MC's..
.. which is my favorite dish
I sailed the seven seas, pack 'em in like sardines
and eat fruit right off the stress tree
Keith kill beef like Mad Cow Disease
Spazz on me? NEGRO!
Some say I'm sarcastic, with a bad reputation
But ignore 'em, don't listen, they Mr. Murray hatin

[Chorus]

[Keith Murray]
This is to my, negroids, spaniels and caucasoids
Even chisel-faced, hardcore, rap b-boys
With my high wire, tightrope, trampoline STYLE
Tear your ass up, with service and a SMILE
I'm the, local hero, global player
Make your grandmother get up and do the Murray rainer
Grab you goin to a death row, like an alligator
Good God, my Squad got too much flavor
Rainbow style like a pack of Now or Laters
This funk shit gon' shake the equator
My, Squad, stay true to the game
We the trillest mother-effers this side of the grave

[Chorus - repeat to fade]

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[Musiq] Ayyy, motherfucker..
[Noble] Yo, Funk Doc, my man Musiq, check it out (AOWWW!)

[Redman]
It's the Doctor Bombay, da yellow hombre
Spotted like Kwame for smackin a blind date for scratchin my Hyundai
It's Doc way - don't like it, then move on
The bullshitter push a Yukon with bullhorns
Arguin - what the fuck we doin?
Starin eye to eye like, who the fuck we screwin?
Here take these nickel bags and deduct your doin
With Knicks I can't ball so who snuck me Ewing?
No ice with no blue and, tires with no shoe and
Cribs with no boo in, pockets like I'm Jewish
Tight, I'm an Aries born in April
That means my attitude is I'm born to hate you
Now let's get it gritty
I'll doggystyle while you watching "Sex and the City"
My palms on your tittie
I'll bomb yo' committee, if y'all MIDI
I treat your girl like spades and walk off with the kitty
Kitty, kitty..

[Musiq]
Tell me why, when I, saw you the, other day
You spoke to me as if I was your best friend or sum'
But when today I tried to say whassup and you walked on by
You had nothin to say to me then
Now how come when I be seein, youuuu chillin
Allllll byyyyy yourself
Youuu, always actin like you know me
And act like you don't when you're around someone work on my nerves

Ohh tell me what is on your mind tell me, what you wanna do
Tell me, how you feel about me so I know how to deal with you
Because, people like you really without them I can do
All youuuu, fake frontin motherfuckers

Sometimes, I can't even understand why you'd even
bother to pass my way no
Cause, dealin with you kinda makes me wonder
exactly whereeee yeah does my time go (and noooooo, no)
I can't believe the things that you be doin for me
Knowin in yo' heart you don't really mean to, nooo
Why ya, tryin to get over with yo' shuckin and jivin
When the, only person gettin hurt is youuuu, ohhhh

What is on yo' mind, tell me what you wanna do
Tell me, how you feel about me so I know how to deal with you
Because, people like you really without them I can do
All youuuu, fake frontin motherfuckers

[Redman]
Nah nah nah nah girl you wrong, you wrong, no no no
Almost from the door you ain't shit
I want the bracelet, the necklace, the anklet
That foot spa with the nail and toe paint kit
That half a pound I loaned your pops he ain't flip
That itch your boyfriend keeps Gaultier sniff, y'all good together
When y'all tongue kiss y'all suckin my wood together
Fallin in love, I won't do it; cause some of these women
THEIR CLOTHES LOOK SOOOOOO GOOD, but they act stupid

[Musiq]
Next time, that you see me, walkin down the street
Don't even bother to speak, don't even bother, nooo
Cause - if it ain't genuine then ah, don't waste my time
Cause um - I can't deal if you can't, keep it real

What is on yo' mind, tell me what you wanna do
Tell me, how you feel about me so I know how to deal with you
Because, people like you really without them I can do
All youuuu, fake frontin motherfuckers
All youuuu, fake frontin motherfuckers
All youuuu, fake frontin motherfuckers
All youuuu..

[scatting and ad libbing to fade]

[LL (Mashonda) *Swizz*]
Crazy baby
Crazy, crazy baby
You crazy baby
Crazy, crazy baby
You crazy baby
Crazy, crazy baby
You crazy baby
Crazy, crazy baby

[Chorus: Mashonda (LL) *Swizz*]
(You just a) *Crazy Girl*
You just movin' around
And just shakin' around
And just runnin' around
And just playin' around
And just foolin' around
And just clowin' around
(You just a) *Crazy Girl*
You just movin' around
And just shakin' around
And just runnin' around
And just playin' around
And just foolin' around
And just clowin' around
You just a *Crazy Girl*

[Verse 1: LL Cool J (Mashonda)]
Ain't no particular color for a crazy girl
Usin' her ass to survive in a crazy world
Lacin' ya baby, givin' ya diamonds and the pearls (Ooh)
Sippin' the Belve makin' ya stomach wanna hurl (Ooh)
Spend chips tonight
Me and Swizz got a miss she gone strip tonight
What you hearin', what's your seein', what's you get tonight
Got an anaconda snake for them lips tonight
Baby hit the lights
That's why I can't explain the way I just keep on dropin' heat
Laughin' at competition because they can't compete
Tiger Woods grand slam, Micheal Jordan threepeat
The body I'm rockin' is harder than my beats

[Chorus: Mashonda (LL) *Swizz*]
You just movin' around
And just shakin' around
And just runnin' around
And just playin' around
And just foolin' around
And just clowin' around
(You just a) *Crazy Girl*
You just movin' around
And just shakin' around
And just runnin' around
And just playin' around
And just foolin' around
And just clowin' around
You just a *Crazy Girl*
*Ride out*

[Verse 2: LL Cool J (Mashonda)]
Hard to be humble when I be gunnin' from the back
My life is a movie, that's why I decided to act (Yeah)
Packin' this poetry in your ears like wax
Blowin' my celly, rollin' ya philly relax
I hit it and quit that's why they call me "Be Back"
Cuz I might be back, might not be back
Love 'em and leave 'em lyin', deceivin' and cheatin'
And when you catch 'em you peekin' and for the knowledge you're reachin'
A painful lesson you're teachin', a sugar daddy you're seekin'
You fall in love for the weekend, just like the Garden of Eden even
You better ask Swizz how it is we do this

[Both]
From the gutter to the top of the world look at my wrists

[Chorus: Mashonda (LL) *Swizz*]
You just movin' around
And just shakin' around
And just runnin' around
And just playin' around
And just foolin' around
And just clowin' around
(You just a) *Crazy Girl*
You just movin' around
And just shakin' around
And just runnin' around
And just playin' around
And just foolin' around
And just clowin' around
You just a *Crazy Girl*
*Let's ride*

[Verse 3: LL Cool J (Mashonda)]
Make 'em cope the unorthodox
Cat's prayin' that I drop like a halter-top
Scatter the whole spot like I bust a shot
Half a mil in big bills baby rust a lot (Mmmmmmm)
Used to cuss a lot, when I crushed the box
The drop get more head than a barber shop
Even old people stop when L park on the block (Doodoodoodoo)
Pictures and autographs "WE LOVE YOU", thanks a lot
A grown ass man, got skills and what not
Anywhere I touch you girl, becomes a G-Spot

[Both]
Six months ago I was cold, now I'm hot
Six months ago you was platinum, now you flopped

[Chorus: Mashonda (LL) *Swizz*]
You just movin' around
And just shakin' around
And just runnin' around
And just playin' around
And just foolin' around
And just clowin' around
(You just a) *Crazy Girl*
You just movin' around
And just shakin' around
And just runnin' around
And just playin' around
And just foolin' around
And just clowin' around
You just a *Crazy Girl*

[Mashonda]
LL Cool J-ah
And 'Shonda
And Swizz, Swizz, Swizz, Swizz Beatz now

[Chorus: Mashonda (LL) *Swizz*]
*Crazy Girl*
You just movin' around
And just shakin' around
And just runnin' around
And just playin' around
And just foolin' around
And just clowin' around
*Crazy Girl*
*Put ya hands up*
You just movin' around *Hey*
And just shakin' around *Hey*
And just runnin' around *Hey*
And just playin' around *Hey*
And just foolin' around *Hey*
And just clowin' around *Hey*

[Swizz]
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Whoo whoo whoop whoop whoo
Whoo whoo whoop whoop whoo
Whoo whoo whoop whoop whoo
Let's ride

This is were im livin
who am i to tell him what he's doin just aint right
standin on the corner
hustlin all day damn
under street light's
and even though he's thugin
i love him
and i want him in my life.

[chorus]
no matter what people say
im gonna love him any way
cuz he does alot for me
and that is why im gonna be
a lover,a friend,a soldjer to the end
and thats how it's gonna be.

mother and my father dont undersatnd me
they think i messed up my life
but i dont agree
they need to mind there bisness
cuz it's my life
and even though he's thugin
i love him
and i want him in my life.

[chorus]

so what you sayin i can't love him?
cuz he's a hustler out here hustlin
i know you watin,sitin there hoppin
and 5.0 come and take him away
but even if thet do
i'll remain true to love.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

said i'll be you'r lover,a lover,,a friend,a soldjer to the end and thats how it's gonna be.

[chorus]2x

[WC]
Uhh, yeah! What's crackin y'all? Dub C
Still chasin this cheese, puttin it down
Whassup Nate?

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G's (dem dolla dolla dollars)
Ain't afraid to bust back, paper's all I need (we rider rider riders)
Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G's (yeah, yeah)
Ain't afraid to bust back, paper's all I need

[WC]
Check it out
What they hittin fo'? Look I'm sick of all this chattin
Bullshit rappin, let's really get it a-crackin
Y'all niggaz ain't ready fo' a nigga that's gettin paper
Foe scraper, dice shaker, the white, Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang ambassador, givin it up back at'cha blastin ya
Off brand assassin-er, jackin for figures c'mon
Totalled up a rock, with a repetitive offender
The purple tinter, the big spender
The realest nigga you know, smellin like doe doe and Pruno
Sick with the flow, swangin low-lows and Harleys
Gather the guests at my mansions and throw my parole parties
Ex criminal turned corporate; elevated my game to worldwide nation
Tippin on paper trippin nia

[Chorus]

[WC]
Big beans or big wings or big screens
Befo' y'all stands a ghetto nigga with big dreams
I throw the dice, close my eyes and rich roll 'em
Take my handkerchief and fold 'em, y'all know the slogan
Riders don't worry multiply shift gears
Toss fingers in the sky, fuck hoes and stay high
The bigger the lick the bigger the hit to cash it all
So whether they ready or not I'm snatchin it all
Wood grains and chrome frames the mode is hang
A trick that won't sang, transported dem thangs
Fuck the pain, give me a label ain't shit funny
Look I'm tryin to touch that Rush and Lyor Cohen's money
Get the Neville's money and blow doja with my stash on rich
And get my dick licked by the baddest bitch
Fade ya, real boy major with tough shit they ain't got
like three-way pagers, nigga I'm paper trippin

[Chorus]

[Nate Dogg]
Paper is all.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
.. I need

[WC]
Testin testin, broadcastin live
All day unleaded'll go fo' forty-nine
No garbage no cut, just the bomb pow-wow
Gots to get my hands on that new body style
Floss all you nigga, toss liquor up
A rugged nigga smokin on a cigarette butt
Mashin and I ain't lettin the pedal up
Cause all these songs on my radio ain't ghetto enough
Shutted 'em up with the tank in the cut, I'm sweated to bust
Dub C'zy, fo'ever, gettin 'em up
Hands down I'm the motherfuckin man
Who else could take a gang hop and turn it to a national dance
Givin the fans a glance of a rider saggin his pants
with my rag on my cane standin in a penguin stance, nigga
Worldwidin, ridin, collidin
Fool it's sincerely yours the Ghetto Heisman, paper trippin

[Chorus]

[WC]
Dub C, ghetto extrordinaire, hood fabulous
Comin through with fingers in the air
Y'all know what time it is

[Nate] Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G's
[WC] Dem dolla dolla dollars

You make me laugh, oooh, make me laugh, you make me laugh
Sticks and stones may break my bones your words will never hurt me
Make me laugh

Ever since the first day I met you
We were hanging round tight we were cool
Brought you round to everything that I do
But something told me I should watch you
Now I'm finding out the other day you been runnin' round
Talking every word that I say to my friends
Now I feel betrayed
Now why you tryin' to play these silly games?
Now it's funny how it got to me
He told she and she told me
And I don't think that you can really see
That all their loyalty belongs to me
They don't believe a word you say
The only reason that you know 'em cause of me anyway
Why do you have so much jealousy
But no matter how you try you can't be me

Got me thinking about
You make me laugh
All the things you're doing, trying so hard
Just to ruin me but you can't see
You make me laugh, cuz you're running around
You make me laugh
You try so hard to be down
Talking 'bout me when I'm not around
But you don't get that you make me laugh

Sticks and stones may break my bones your words will never hurt me, oooh
Sticks and stones may break my bones your words will never hurt me.

You can't blame me for hatin'
But it's funny how you thought you can
Let your little secrets pass by me
And try to get them not to like me
I was being good to you
Now you're running 'round talking looking like a fool
I'd like to know what you goin' do and now who's laughing
Jokes been played on you

Got me thinking about
You make me laugh
All the things you're doing, trying so hard
Just to ruin me but you can't see
You make me laugh, cuz you're running around
You make me laugh
You try so hard to be down
Talking 'bout me when I'm not around
But you don't get that you make me laugh

Got me thinking about
You make me laugh
All the things you're doing, trying so hard
Just to ruin me but you can't see
You make me laugh, cuz you're running around
You make me laugh
You try so hard to be down
Talking 'bout me when I'm not around
But you don't get that you make me laugh

Ooooh, your words will never hurt me, hurt me
Sticks and stones may break my bones your words will never hurt me
No, no, no
Sticks and stones may break my bones your words will never hurt me
Your words will never hurt me, hurt me
You make me laugh
You make me laugh

Got me thinking about
You make me laugh
All the things you're doing, trying so hard
Just to ruin me but you can't see
You make me laugh, cuz you're running around
You make me laugh
You try so hard to be down
Talking 'bout me when I'm not around
But you don't get that you make me laugh

Got me thinking about
You make me laugh
All the things you're doing, trying so hard
Just to ruin me but you can't see
You make me laugh, cuz you're running around
You make me laugh
You try so hard to be down
Talking 'bout me when I'm not around
But you don't get that you make me laugh

Sticks and stones may break my bones your words will never hurt me
Hey
Sticks and stones may break my bones (oh no) your words will never hurt me
Make me laugh
Sticks and stones may break my bones your words will never hurt me
Your words will never hurt me
Sticks and stones may break my bones your words will never hurt me
Make me laugh

Back in my review, still a picture perfect you
Slow down so I can see, who my passenger should be
Lovely your style of light, bought you beauty into my sight
Knew my direction and follow the girl in the Mercedes Benz

Chorus:
Didn't car how far she'd go, tank full, top down, come on lets roll
Had a girl she was great but I changed direction,
Cause the girl in the Benz was my destination
(Repeat)

Drove around for a little while, I guess you could say I was following her now
Pulled up to a big old house, she signaled to me to get on out
She said I know you think your slick,
but ain't nothing' coming near me if I don't go near it
I guess you could imagine it now and me and the girl in the Mercedes Benz

Chorus (x 3)

Nothing against the Jags, Nothing against the Rolls
Nothing against the fords or the Chevy's but I got to have the Benz

Nothing against the Cads, Nothing against the Lex
Don't really matter what your running in I gotta have the girl in the Mercedes Benz

Repeat Chorus till fade

[Thanks to tigerbear_84@hotmail.com]

[Intro - Hikaru Utada]

Mmm, Oooh, Oh

[Verse 1 - Foxy Brown]

Yeah, Uh, Yeah
Y'all know y'all see us in the Benz or that Rover
Fresh pair of And 1's, Luis? Pull over
Whole city locked, just like I always told you (uh-huh)
If it ain't Boogie, believe me, she a rookie
You know how Fox drop it, dig up in they pockets
Pussy get lost, treat that nigga like a jump-off
They act shady, this nigga must be crazy
My girls sell units like Michael in the 80's (ugh)

[Chorus - Hikaru Utada]

What am I supposed to do, I don't wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight I'm gonna, blow my whistle soon
Hold my breath, turn blue 'til it's time to be your referee, but
Later on tonight I'll let you, blow my whistle too

[Verse 2 - Hikaru Utada]

Cast your vote on me
Say that's it for me
Just place your bets on me
Stop gettin' high off of jealousy,
whether you are ready or not
I'm comin' with all that I got (I got)
Then while you decide, we are undefined
My instincts says I ought to keep you free (I wanna keep you free)
And my mother says men besides stability (Oh, is it true?)
My Instincts says I ought to keep you free
But I told you this life exclusively (oh)

[Repeat Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Hikaru Utada]

Scared to show or tell
Keep what you just felt
The secrets to yourself
I'm gettin' tired of mysteries, even though I say they do not
The games you play hurt me a lot (a lot)
When there's none to play, will you go or stay?
My instincts says I ought to disagree
When my mother says men will leave eventually (is it true?)
Nothing lasts forever, I agree
But I wouldn't mind the possibility (Oh)

[Repeat Chorus]

[Verse 4 - Foxy Brown]

Live from BK, dippin' on the freeway (uh-huh)
Visor twisted back with a couple wild cats (Oww!)
Bunch of loose goons, Keep the muzzle on 'em
We all 7-tre, who the fuck wan' what? (Iyye!)
I numbs 'em like cocaine raw
Starvin' like you part of the V-8 this fall
Homes, in many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own
Bet I, keeps it poppin', keeps they shoulders lockin'
Lahdy-Dahdy in the party, nigga,
Up ya yen, fuck you lockin' for a pen? I just came to bone
Reputation ill, stay on chrome
I'm like E.T. beotch, no phone home
Gavin always told me, Boogie, watch ya paper
Keep it low, bubble slow, niggaz, catch the vapors
Foxy Calhoun in the Cadillac blue
2 Live, Shawn ain't got no ma's, beotch!

[Repeat Chorus until fade]

[Snoop Dogg]
Get money (Get that dough)
Get money (Get that dough)
Get money (Get that dough)
What what (Get that dough)
Get that dough (Get that dough)
Get that dough (Get that dough)
Get that dough (Figadoh)

[Benzino]
What, why? Wanna come test (what)
Sub-zero, freeze all from chest (what)
Benzino got bitches that love to undress
Masterpiece invisible, thug irresistable (thug)
Made Man invincible (thug)
Collect my residuals (thug)
Why you lookin so pitiful, don't you really know?
Every move we make is critical, you know, I know
See yo', head cracked, bang-o, see dough
Benzino, black Al Pacino
Fly to Reno, meet T at casino (yeah)
All night, we get head all night
Hold tight, shorty right, don't bite
This is how we do it in the Bing, uhh
Worldwide, Made Men, knah'mean

[Chorus - Benzino (Snoop)] 2x
Doooooooooough!
Fi-ga-doh (Money, money) Figa-da-doh!
Fi-ga-doh (Money, money) Figa-da-doh!
You know me (Money, hot) Figada-figada-figada
Get that dough (Dough, hot, hot) Figada-doh

[Snoop Dogg]
Yo' strategy, some pimp tragedy
It's Snoop Dogg, the black James Caggedy
In agony, Agatha, Christy
Agana, miss me, pop the mo' with funk the Crissy
Is he, goin out his mind (yep)
I'm, organized with mine (yep)
In rhyme cuz crime, pays (yep)
Blaze the haze for days
For real B, ya feel me, ya feel me
And, it's supreme, a few niggas on my team
Bonafide hustlers 'bout that cream
We'll cut a nigga, gut a nigga, shut a nigga up
For my paper, I'll wet a nigga up
Did'ya hear me do' (Hear me do')
Ya feel me do' (Feel me do')
I'm live in stereo (Live in stereo)
Like a cherry-o, bury dough, Robert De Ner-io
Snoopy D-O double bubble, with the whole bundle
Don't worry 'bout what one do

[Chorus] 2x

[Scarface]
The suits, we pimp in tennis shoes
Fuck Cristal, what the Henny do?
You smoke dope and weed, blow 'dro
You got dough and we've got dough
We monster mash, you see me Ruff Ryde
You a nigga out here, hate niggas, wishin he was white
I'm the nigga out hear pullin up Excursions
Throwin dicks to dykes, turnin out virgins
So fuck your coupe, it's Scarface and Snoop,
up in Bing-town snatchin bitches off the mini six-deuce
And sue dat dame, with "Tru dat" game
Get her ass naked, and black-n-blue that thang
The news that came was the Made Men wattn't
But the paper was the influence and that's what done it
You cuff these hoes, we muff these hoes
You and Captain Save Ya Baby Mother, FUCK these hoes

[Snoop Dogg]
(Doooooooooough!!!)
Get that dough! Get that dough!
Get that dough! Get that dough!
Get that dough! Get that dough!
Figadoh!

[Chorus - 4x] w/ changing ad libs

I know I said it, I know I did it
Maybe I went overboard to prove a point
But sometimes my pride gets in the way
Maybe I need some time away to get my head together,
Yeah, yeah

Maybe this was my last chance
(I may never)
I may never get to hold your hands again
I can say that I'm a better man
I'm sorry
(Because you made me understand)

I'm so sorry that I tore your heart apart last night
(And I'm sorry)
And I'm sorry if I scarred you again today
(I didn't mean to take your dreams)
I didn't mean to take your dreams and make them seem so trite
(I sincerely)
I sincerely (Oh), completely (Yeah)
Apologize for doin' what I did

Everything you taught me and everything you showed me
It never seemed that I would listen to anything
But you've got my attention more than you know
I take it in, I dealt with it,
But I waited too late to use it, oh...oh...

Maybe this was my last chance
(I never)
I may never get to hold your hands again
(I can say)
I can say that I'm a better man
I'm sorry
(Because you made me understand)

I'm so sorry that I tore your heart apart last night
(I'm so sorry)
And I'm sorry if I scarred you again today
(I didn't to mean to hurt your heart)
I didn't mean to take your dreams
(Oh...yeah)
And make them seem so trite
(I sincerely)
I sincerely
(Completely)
completely apologize for doin' what I did

I've never ever been so
(Shameful for what I did)
You made me know
(But you made me know one thing)
(That I shoulda never did)

If you never take me back again
(I never, never wanted)
I never wanted to burn this bridge
(If I could do it)
Do it
(All over)
All over
(Again)
Again
I'll never mishandle you ever again

I'm so sorry that I tore your heart apart last night
(I'm so sorry)
And I'm sorry if I scarred you again today
(I'll never, never, never, never do it again)
I didn't mean to take your dreams
And make them seem so trite
(Make you seem so, oh)
I sincerely
(I sincerely)
Completely
(Completely)
Apologize for doin' what I did
(Ho...)

I'm so sorry that I tore your heart apart last night
(That I tore your heart)
And I'm sorry if I (That I tire you apart) scarred you
Again today (I didn't mean what I said)
I didn't mean to take your
(I didn't mean what I did)
Dreams and make them seem so trite (Baby)
I sincerely (Baby), completely (Baby) apologize (Baby)
For doin' what I did (Oh...oh...oh...)

I'm so sorry that I tore your heart apart last night
(I can't say it no better, I'm sorry)
And I'm sorry (I'm sorry) if I scarred you (Sorry)
Again today (What do you want me to do)
I didn't mean to (If I could do it all over again)
Take your dreams and make them seem so trite
(I would try to make you understand)
I sincerely (That I'm a better man), completely
(I'm a better man)
Apologize for doin' what I did
(A better man for you, baby)

[Thanks to cj0318@hotmail.com]

BROLLIC - honey had tits and hips that was real
SOLID - long-ass hair, her fingernails they was
POLISHED - I asked her where she was from, she said from the
PROJECTS - some of these women'll have you diggin in your
POCKET - lovin to throw 'em money it's gone
FROM THE WALLET - you makin withdrawals instead of makin
A DEPOSIT - you doin it all wrong, I think you need to
STOP IT - spendin your dough to knock it, because the girl is

BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh
She was BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh
BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh
She was BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh

BROLLIC - when I be in the streets, I be havin to
WATCH IT - niggaz be hatin they wanna run me for my
WATCHES - first I'm pullin the gat out, then I'ma have to
COCK IT - I got a bulletproof vest, you shoot me I'ma
ROCK IT - chain heavy as hell, it hurt when I
DROP IT - I might steal yo' shit, front and tell you to
DROP IT - now you mad at yourself, wishin you didn't
COP IT - you better not move if your jewels is

BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh
They was BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh
BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh
They was BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh

BROLLIC - every day of my life, I stay gettin
POTTED - I'm always high, even if
I DON'T GOT IT - and when I'm rollin the trees, you know it's the
BIG SOLID - cause if it ain't the 'dro or skunk then it's
CHOCOLATE - and when you walk in my crib all you smell is
THE PRODUCT - .. laaaid baaack, cause it's
THE CHRONIC - people say that it's wrong, I say it give me
KNOWLEDGE - but niggaz get me mad when they bags ain't

BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh
Make it BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh
BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh
Make it BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh

Yo BROLLIC - if you lookin for me, I'm probably in the
TROPICS - bitches shakin they ass, y'know
THEY WAS TOPLESS - all I had was hoes and sluts up in my
CLOSET - see me in The Source with my nigga
JOHN ROLLINS - Fuck That, Tru Criminal
WE THE HOTTEST - I ain't got ta lie to y'all
FROM QUEENS, HOLLIS - F gon' hold this down
(?) - and I'm lettin y'all know this now

BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC
She was BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC
They was BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC
It was BROLLIC, BROLLIC, BROLLIC - uhh
F is BROLLIC

{*in quotes is children singing}

"Hey young world"
[SR] Check 1-2, check 1-2
"Hey young world"
[SR] Check 1-2, check 1-2
"Hey young world, young world"
"Young world, young world"

[Macy Gray]
This track here may cause concern
For all the leaders- Why don't you listen and learn
To love this happiness, once we're strong
But to (society) even that's (turned wrong)
Whhhhyyyyyyyyyy!!
Are we dumb-dummie and disrespect mommie and
Whhhhyyyyyyyyyy!!
She put you on earth and loved you since birth and you

[Chorus]
"Hey young world"
[MG] The world is yours
"Hey young world"
[MG] The world is yours
"Young world, young world"
[MG] The world is yours
"Young world, young world"
[SR] Young world, young wo-ah-ah-rld

[Macy Gray]
The world is a brainwashed kid (kid...) run wild
Young little girls, already have a child
Bad company and now you've been framed (been framed)
Parents are hurtin, so hurted and ashamed
Whhhhyyyyyyyyy!!
Hey little kids don't follow these adults
Whhhhyyyyyyyyy!!
Don't be a fool, like those who ditch school, it's yours

[Chorus]

[Mary Gray]
Hear that, hear that, accomplish things
You'll see your under, and the trouble life brings
To my teens, and all my youth
Get on the limited and hold rocks too
Listen, be strong and scream Whoopie-woo!! {*pause*}
Go for yours cuz dreams come true
You'll make your moomy so proud of you to and
This is the message at the ruler Rick's school

[Slick Rick]
Elders seen our wise ones grown
Interest in what the kid learned 'bout
Seen how the old spring turned out
"Whaa-aa-aa-aaahh" Mmmm-mm-mm
Knowin you can know safeguard self
Put upon an exciting path
You'll see a mans pride they'll have

[Chorus]

[Slick Rick]
Don't discipline, lose soundly
Kids that we have lose boundaries
Grow into whats called curserates
Like in-de-pen-dence, words case
Inprisonment death, therefore
NOT what we brought kids here for
Morales and values of sort
Should be the first thing in store

[Macy Gray]
Believe it or not, God still shines on you
He guides you and, he watched you as you grew
Stay out of trouble, when it comes in sight
Cuz a man never loses a fight in God's sig-i-ight!!!

[Chorus to fade]