Jay-Z lyrics
Jay-Z lyrics
"Shorty Lyrics"
Almost Like Being There Lyrics
(david lee murphy/kim tribble) I can't count the times And all those lonely motel nights I've stared at four gray walls The miles don't seem as far Cause in my mind your in my arms I hear your voice And all my dreams come true And girl is almost like being there I close my eyes and you appear I could swear you're right there in the room You come to me like you always do A sweet dream i surrender
(david lee murphy/kim tribble) I can't count the times And all those lonely motel nights I've stared at four gray walls The miles don't seem as far Cause in my mind your in my arms I hear your voice And all my dreams come true And girl is almost like being there I close my eyes and you appear I could swear you're right there in the room You come to me like you always do A sweet dream i surrender
[Tone aka Trackmaster]
So I told shorty I be producing, I be making those beats
Be making those hits, ya know
So I told her my name, My name is Tone
She said "Town!!"
You know like she never heard of me, ya know
So I said okay you may know me by my other name
Sometimes they call me
[R. Kelly]
TRACK-MAS-STER
[Jay-Z]
We see you Tone
Tone the referee
We see you, baby
[R. Kelly]
C'mon Shorty
That nigga Hov
[Jay-Z]
Holla
[R. Kelly]
Yall niggas don't understand
[Jay-Z]
Uh-uh, they dont understand
Flow for'em
No lemme sing for em
Just sing for'em
[R. Kelly]
Check It
Mr. Kell
Its like this, some of yall niggas got, legs for lips
Running ya mouth mad cuz I, pop that Cris
Go up in 3-10, and cop that six
Then roll around with yo
The Trust Lyrics
You - with your brown eyes - deep like a deep Forest in motion your hair - golden as the sunrise in the east (I) take a look at your neck - charming and clear like the snow your breasts are looking like the crown of (all) creation sensitive as the skin of a babyTo taste them is sweeter then the sweetest honey Ref.: My sweet blonde You're taking my breath You're above my head You're the best I've ever had I'm
cheeesseeeYou - with your brown eyes - deep like a deep Forest in motion your hair - golden as the sunrise in the east (I) take a look at your neck - charming and clear like the snow your breasts are looking like the crown of (all) creation sensitive as the skin of a babyTo taste them is sweeter then the sweetest honey Ref.: My sweet blonde You're taking my breath You're above my head You're the best I've ever had I'm
Some of yall niggas mad cuz I drop these hits
Thug ass nigga, on some, R&B Shit
Now that shit done fucked around and, made me rich
And, For those of you who don't like it, yall can suck my "Uhhhh!!"
These honies to my suite like I'm, the Pidi piper
Body ass, hitin high notes, like they Mariah
Get that pussy wet enough to put out a bonfire
She be like "Wooooooo", and I be like "Wooooooo"
When her tides got high, fuck it Ima Don
Runnin late for the studio, fuck it I'm bout to come
Dress cold at club fuck it Air Force I's
Said I wouldn't mention Sisqo, fuck he's a bum
Ally boom, buaya, Hit you with the right hook
You be like, what the fuck was that
Me and Jigga, we are like the industries popo
Nigga yall best shit can't even fuck with our demo's
Shorty
[Chorus 2X: R. Kelly]
From New York on to L.A. (Shorty)
Chi-Town we freak the night away (Shorty
Chiapas Bound Lyrics
All the girls with anorexia are on the street tonight And the boys in the band think they look just fine And I dont even know why I drove this car down congress avenue Hoping to find you turning on the light Well you seem like a girl with the world on your side But its just a point of view And you know how quickly that could change too See I heard you were free or someone thi
All the girls with anorexia are on the street tonight And the boys in the band think they look just fine And I dont even know why I drove this car down congress avenue Hoping to find you turning on the light Well you seem like a girl with the world on your side But its just a point of view And you know how quickly that could change too See I heard you were free or someone thi
Miami all the pretty girls (Shorty)
We know chicks all around the world (Shorty)
[Jay-Z]
Shorty, what yo name is?
Shorty, who yo man is?
C'mon and make moves with a dude who move cane
Like a old man, you know who game this is, Young Hov
Name is respected in fifty different languages, mommy come roll
I keep a jet on the runway, Sunday in Paris, London on Monday
Back to L.A.
This aint rap, this is real, I could trip and have a meal
In three hours ma the streets will be ours (Wooooooo)
Shorty, I got something for you, Wouldn't give a chick a dime before
but now I wanna spoil you
Shorty, The trips to the gucc shop, getcha cooch hot
How bout I do a helipads on the roof top
Shorty, Ya hella rag, your my rock star Shorty
Heres my number shit, you don't gotta to call me
Shorty
[Chorus 2x]
[R. Kelly]
I'm chillin in my 4.6, at the light<
Katy Too Lyrics
I'm not the going steady kind I miss 'em all, all the time I told Annie I'd be true But I still think about Katy too Katy too, Katy too I still think about Katy too If you should see miss Mary-Ann Just tell her I'm her loving man Give my love to Jane and Sue But don't forget ol' Katy too Katy too, Ka
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5 o'clock in the morning, been drinking all nightI'm not the going steady kind I miss 'em all, all the time I told Annie I'd be true But I still think about Katy too Katy too, Katy too I still think about Katy too If you should see miss Mary-Ann Just tell her I'm her loving man Give my love to Jane and Sue But don't forget ol' Katy too Katy too, Ka
And, Plus I'm high, but it aint over
4 slim bodies scooped me in a wide body rover
Panties and bras all the way from the bed to the sofa
For all you R&B so called playas, I'm bout to coach ya
Sit right there, and watch me freak yo girl chocha
Tounge all down her throat as if a nigga was trying to choke her
Its The Best Of Both Worlds, stickin ya in the "uhhhhhh!!"
Put ya hands up like it's money in the air
We bout to rip these charts like Zorro Blade
So hot your gonna need a cold glass of lemonade
To all my real live niggas, that shoot dice and play spades
In a nice crib, word up, drinking the Maid
On the rizel my nizel, that nigga Jigga is the dizel
R. Kizel in the hotel swizel's chicks on the mizel's
[Chorus 2x]
Shorty
Shorty
[Thanks to anitaus2005@cs.com for these lyrics]