Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons, and you will find that it is to the soul what the water bath is to the body - Oliver Wendell Holmes
Bills, Bills, Bills was covered on The Sue Sylvester Bowl Shuffle, the upcoming 11th episode of the second season of the American musical television series Glee. Destiny’s Child’s 'Bills, Bills, Bills' is performed by the rival glee club Dalton Academy Warblers. The episode will be directed by Brad Falchuk, and will follow Super Bowl XLV on February 6, 2011.
At first we started out real cool,(cool) Taking me places i ain’t never been But now your getting comfortable Ain’t doing those things that you did no more Your slowly makin’ me pay for things Your money should be handling
And now you ask to use my car (car) Drive it all day and don’t fill up the tank And you have the audacity To even come and step to me And ask to hold some money from me Until you get your check next week (bridge) You triflin’, good for nothing type of brother Silly me,why haven’t I found another A baller, when times get hard he’s the one to help me out instead of, a scrub like you who don’t know what a man’s about
(chorus2x) can you pay my bills can you pay my telephone bills can you pay my automobiles then maybe we can chill I don’t think you do so you and me are through
now you been maxing out my card (card) give me bad credit,buying gifts with my own ends haven’t paid the first bill but you steady heading to the mall going on shopping sprees perpetrating to your friends that you be ballin’
and then you use my cell phone(phone) callin’ who ever that you think at home and when the bill comes all of a sudden you be acting dumb don’t know where none of these calls come from when your mamma’s numbers here more than once
The Creep is a single by American comedy troupe, The Lonely Island. This song was composed by Akiva Schaffer, Jorma Taccone, and Andy Samberg and was released on Saturday Night Live on January 29, 2011 and it features rapper Nicki Minaj.
The Lonely Island ft. Nicki Minaj - The Creep Lyrics :
When you’re out at a club and you see a fly girl do the creep (haaaa) do the creep (haaaa) And if you wanna make friends at the ATM Do the creep (haaaa) And do the creep (haaaa)
Well we got a new dance, so get up on your feet It’s real easy to do and it’s called the creep Let your hands flop round like a marionette Pop your knees up and down sh-sh-shakin’ your neck Now pull your waistband up like you expecting a flood And stick your hair down flat like it was covered in mud Trim up your pencil mustache and pop them peepers Put this in your speakers, you a certified creeper When you see a country bitch laying out at the beach Do the creep (haaaa) And do the creep (haaaa) And when a fine PYT walks in front of your tree do the creep (haaaa) And do the creep (haaaa)
I was six years old when I started creeping My parents took it to their room and I started peeping Can you imagine their surprise when they lifted their heads And saw my little ass creeping at the foot of the bed
And they knew I was a creep since the day I was born Get popping out of momma like some chemical(?) And the doctor saw my head and he starting freaking Cause I came clean and I came out creeping
When I was a girl, I creeped in the boys locker room Hide deep inside, it was my little creep stalker room As they dis-robed I was oogling and oggling Little did they know that for me they was modelling And I would laugh ha ha ha ha ha haha And they would dance la la la la lalala-laaa So pop pop pop your peepers and turn out your sneakers Don’t sleep, come and get ya creep on with me
Go get ya sweating off ya bride at her wedding do the creep (haaaa) And do the creep (haaaa)
But when you sneek into a wake and you see a beefcake Do the creep (haaaa) And do the creep (haaa)
When the judge is a hottie and you can’t control ya body Do the creep (haaaa) And do the creep (haaa)
So get ya knees flexin’ and your arms T-rexin’ Do the creep (haaaa) And do the creep (haaa)
Another new song title 'Mine Is Yours' is the track off of the third album by American indie rock Cold War Kids. This album 'Mine Is Yours' was released on January 25, 2011. Check out guys, music videos and lyrics of Mine Is Yours by Cold War Kids after the jump!
You were changin’ colours like the leaves in fall I was savin’ up for the long winter Summers wind, hideout in my car When it broke down we didn’t care We’d figure out another way to get me there
Mine is yours What is mine is yours What is mine is yours What is mine is yours
A realistic love runs out of room I try to talk big but my mouth don’t move Cuz I don’t own the sun I don’t own the moon They only come out when they want to They don’t care whether I promised you They only come out when they want to They don’t care whether I promised
What is mine is yours What is mine is yours What is mine is yours What is mine is yours
You wanna fight about it You wanna fight about it You wanna fight about it Come on, Come on I made you cry about it I made you cry about it I made you cry about it Come on, Come on There was no other way To let you in here to stay We had to give it away Come on, Come on And when we come up for air And when we come up now we know
All my stones become your pearls All of my trials are your treasures
All my dead you inherit All of my ?crimson? lines will shine
Cuz Mine is yours What is mine is yours What is mine is yours What is mine is yours What is mine is yours is yours is yours is yours
American singer-songwriter and guitarist from Philadelphia, Amos Lee has came out with a great song titled 'Windows Are Rolled Down'. This song is from his fourth studio album, 'Mission Bell' which was released on January 25, 2011. The album reached #1 on iTunes Most Downloaded Albums chart the same day it was released.
Hesitate is the third single by American rock band Stone Sour, from their third studio album, 'Audio Secrecy'. This song was released on September 7, 2010 via Roadrunner Records.
You were my fire, so I burned… til’ there was nothing left of me I… I touched your face, I held you close… til’ I could barely breathe Why give me hope, then give me up… just to be the death of me Save the rest of me…
Cuz I see you, but I can’t feel you anymore - so go away I need you, but I can’t need you anymore - you hesitate
Now… now and then, you come around, like there’s something left for me We were one… we were everything I’m still here… but I’ll just keep the rest for me
Cuz I see you, but I can’t feel you anymore - so go away I need you, but I can’t need you anymore - you hesitate
We never made it… you hesitated… I don’t believe
That I see you, but I can’t feel you anymore - so go away I need you, but I can’t need you anymore - you hesitate Cuz I see you, but I can’t feel you anymore - so go away I need you, but I can’t need you anymore - you hesitate - hesitate
You were my fire, so I burned… now there’s nothing left of me…
Anyone Else are performed by British pop singer, Natasha Bedingfield leaked recently on the net. However there is no much info about this track but it could be the unreleased track from her previous album. Check out guys, music videos and lyrics of Anyone Else by Natasha Bedingfield below.
Whenever I am next to you Is a .. with angel So I better be aware Everything you do I am so attracted to I cannot block you More and more and more
[Chorus] Everybody got the same moves Like a golden old photo shot But baby when I look at you There is one thing that you’re not Baby you are messed up That’s ok I am too So baby don’t change a thing Cause I wouldn’t be with anyone else but you Imperfections make me weak A man who’s not afraid to weep Only shows me that you are deep in love with me to … Imperfections is who you are all your bruises and your scars You got all the character enough for us to loving
Don’t wanna be with anyone else Don’t wanna get with anyone new Don’t wanna be with anyone else It won’t be love if it’s not with you
You made me change my mind Things that I didn’t like And now that’s some of my favorite thing I would never expect That I have no regret You’re different cause you are around the ages
[Chorus:]
Don’t wanna be with anyone else Don’t wanna get with anyone new Don’t wanna be with anyone else It won’t be love if it’s not with you (repeats)
[Chorus:]
Imperfections make me weak A man who’s not afraid to weep Only shows me that you are deep in love with me to … Imperfections is who you are all your bruises and your scars You got all the character enough for us to loving
Beyonce has came out with another fresh new song title 'Inevitably'. Check out guys, Beyonce music videos and lyrics of new nong for January 2011 below.
You are alone, and I’d be a piss I got no one else to blame You didn’t know I was a risk And it’s such a crying shame How you bet all of you and wanted nothing else for me But come back sometimes for you but else I met you was only
I couldn’t see but now I know that I acted selfishly I should of known that I let you down and caused you so much misery And never to plea, and never to plea, and never to plea, and never to plea
All of the times you used to cry Because I would let you down All of the times I should of tried a little more to be around But I didn’t know you were hurting I was just too blind Only thing I know for certain another you I’ll never find
I couldn’t see but now I know that I acted selfishly I should of known that I let you down and caused you so much misery And never to plea, and never to plea, and never to plea, and never to plea.
Keri Hilson has been serving up with latest album ‘No Boys Allowed’ from the latest cut to pop up is the Timbaland produced ‘Drippin’. With its thumping beat and infectious synth line, it has that rump shaking factor that you’d probably get down to at the club. And according to TheTimbalandBuzz.com, the track can be found on the Japanese release of the album as a bonus cut. Go on.
I’m getting money (getting money).., .. Be fresh to death to .., baby I’m drippin’, I’m drippin’, …all the boys tryin’ to get this pop, Baby I’m drippin’, I’m, I’m drippin’, I’m drippin’.
‘cause the …in my …and I’m tippin’ in my heels, Ain’t nobody looking no I don’t know how to deal, Only thing on my mind, I’ma turn it up tonight, Now I’m …pretending that you know, …. Me and my girls to the .. we’re driven ..tonight,
I’m so fly, you’re so dry, Never have to try a day in my life, I’m diferrent, I’m different, Cause in my head, in the bed, everywhere I’m that chick, got my head ..up, my nails done too, And even if I did it I’m so drippin’ on you,
Chorus: I’m getting money (getting money).., .. Be fresh to death to .., baby I’m drippin’, I’m drippin’, …all the boys tryin’ to get this pop, Baby I’m drippin’, I’m, I’m drippin’, I’m drippin’.
Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away.
..on TV no you ain’t drippin’ You’re tryin to get me but your game ain’t drippin’ You might as well not try Boy you must ..show mine, Hey, I’m major, maybe you’ll be later, I don’t see no haters … You can’t block my shine, so could you step to the ..
I’m so fly, you’re so dry, Never have to try a day in my life, I’m diferrent, I’m different, Yeah ‘cause in my head, in the bed, everywhere I’m that chick, got my head ..up, my nails done too, And even if I did it I’m so drippin’ on you.
[Chorus:] I’ll be in the back getting ..in my .. Drippin’ got my competition crashing like a ..car Come ..closer ‘cause I may myself a .. Don’t …If I act like I don’t know you, Call a paramedic, I’m drippin in a … Yeah we win it, this is only the beginning Haters …cause every time I cast I ‘ll be drippin’ in ..
Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away.
The Sleazy Remix is a digital single by American singer Ke$ha from her first extended play, Cannibal, released on November 19, 2010. This song was released on January 18, 2011 and features rapper and singer-songwriter André 3000.
Artist : Kesha ft. Andre 3000 Song Title : The Sleazy Remix
Kesha ft. Andre 3000 - The Sleazy Remix Lyrics :
I don’t need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I don’t need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds
Get sleazy
[Andre 3000] We started out so cute in our baby pictures That mommy shot for our daddy so that he wouldn’t forget you He forgot anyway, but hey, one day he’ll remember If not he’s human, I’m human, you human, we’ll forgive him God gives him his ultimatum, can’t see how momma hates him He’s such a cool ass guy, then wonder why she date him I’m only 8, I’m not old enough, guess it’s complicated Two parent dwellings, expelling have got so underrated I only say this in cadence so it don’t get negated I was gon’ save it for later but later look like maybe This crazy lady named Kesha is guessing my Mercedes Would be all new and through through, but its the 1980′s But now that we are cool cool, she sippin’ Irish Baileys She say “Stacks, you’re true blue?” I said “Nah, I’m Navy” I call her Kesha, she like it, because it’s hood to her She call me Andre 6000 cause I’m good to her
[Kesha] I don’t need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I don’t need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds
I don’t need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I don’t need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds
You can’t imagine the immensity of the f*ck I’m not giving About your money and man servant at the mansion you live in And I don’t wanna go places where all my ladies can’t get in Just grab a bottle, some boys, and let’s take it back to my basement
And get sleazy, sick of all your lines, so cheesy Sorry daddy, but I’m not that easy I’m not gonna sit here while you circle jerk it and work it Imma take it back to where my man and my girls is
Sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, ’cause imma get Sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, ’cause imma get
I don’t need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I don’t need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds
I don’t need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I don’t need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds
Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum The beat’s so fat gonna make me come Um, um, um, over to your place!
Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum The beat’s so fat, gonna make me come Um, um, um, over to your place!
I don’t mean to critique on your seduction technique But your money’s not impressing me, it’s kinda weak That you really think you’re gonna get my rocks off Get my top and socks off, by showing me the dollars in your drop box
Me and all my friends, we don’t buy bottles, we bring ‘em We take the drinks from the tables when you get up and leave ‘em And I don’t care if you stare and you call us scummy Cause we ain’t after your affection, and sure as hell not your money, honey
I don’t need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I don’t need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds
I don’t need you and your brand new Benz Or your boojy friends And I don’t need love looking like diamonds Looking like diamonds
Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum The beat’s so fat , gonna make me come Um, um, um, over to your place!
Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum The beat’s so fat, gonna make me come Um, um, um, over to your place!
Hope Is A River are performed by Jamaican-American rapper and singer, Sean Kingston featuring B.O.B will be included in Kingston’s new mixtape, King of Kingz hosted by DJ Drama and DJ Ill Will. Enjoy listening to Hope Is A River Mp3 by Sean Kingston Ft B.O.B.
Artist : Sean Kingston Ft B.O.B Song Title : Hope Is A River
Sean Kingston – Hope Is A River Lyrics :
Down town to underdogs who put their favorite artists on the walls and can never get enough of one song so what plays and it plays all day long cause all the pain outside they don’t wanna see so they write songs constantly cause a doctor or a lawyer they don’t wanna be and I ask do you really have grow up just to be what you wanna be? So shout out to the mc’s and the divas and the singers and the prom queens and the folks who don’t ever get invited to the party but somehow be the first on the scene To the folks who just wanna be free took all that age you two youngs you can’t see ask them when was the last time they had a dream cause every river leads to the sea, to the sea
Hope is a river that runs random, a stream of floating desires Casting your fears away, as it flows above the skies, the skies Where your worries will drown out You imagine how it would be right now Casting your fears away as it flows above the skies, the skies Hope is a river, hope is a river, hope is a river Hope is a river, hope is a river, hope is a river Hope is a river, of dreams afraid to be real, real, real, to be real
He yo world, and I pray for the good days, for the world to be a better place Cause I know one day will be a better way, everyone could have a getaway When we go into a place where there’s love in ours now, ours now, ours now And I know that one day will be a way from the gun play Cause somehow all the pain got a sudden change Take away all the pain and the hate to this love now The world is a big danger, we’re leaving right now
Hope is a river that runs random, a stream of floating desires Casting your fears away, as it flows above the skies, the skies Where your worries will drown out You imagine how it would be right now Casting your fears away as it flows above the skies, the skies Hope is a river, hope is a river, hope is a river Hope is a river, hope is a river, hope is a river Hope is a river, of dreams afraid to be real, real, real, to be real.
Taylor Made are performed by American rapper, Game features Taylor Gang leader, Wiz Khalifa hit on the web taken from Game’s latest mixtape, 'Purp & Patron'. Check out guys new song, Taylor Made by Game ft. Wiz Khalifa.
Artist : Game ft. Wiz Khalifa Song Title : Taylor Made
Game ft. Wiz Khalifa – Taylor Made Lyrics :
[Game - Chorus] Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang Thats my n-gga Wiz and I’m Chuck Taylor mayne We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mayne We get high, f-ck hoes, and roll paper planes Cause we Taylor made, we the Taylor gang Blowing smoke into the face of those haters mane We all stars in the hood like Chuck Taylors mane Sso throw it up and keep repping the Taylor gang, if you Taylor made
[Game] I wake up in the morning to Red Converse Dre Beats on, listening to Bomb first You got a hangover n-gga, mine’s worse Haze got me kicking knowledge like a Nas verse Shit be complicated like out of towners trying to understand why we say waddup Blood but we not related Thats how Compton made it, so don’t run around yelling Soo Woo without a Chuck Taylor confirmation On that documentary sh-t I shocked the nation Muhammad Ali shit like I boxed in Vegas When it come to beef sh-t, n-gga I’m the greatest I knew I was next the night they shot Pac in Vegas I aint a killer but don’t push me I see a bitch looking, I’mma end up in her p-ssy See ya later, f-ck haters, cause bitch we Taylors Bitch we major
[Game - Chorus] Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang Thats my n-gga Wiz and I’m Chuck Taylor mayne We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mayne We get high, f-ck hoes, and roll paper planes Cause we Taylor made, we the Taylor gang Blowing smoke into the face of those haters mane We all stars in the hood like Chuck Taylors mane Sso throw it up and keep repping the Taylor gang, if you Taylor made
[Wiz Khalifa Verse]
Probably heard I’m the tightest And I heard that you never smoked so I rolled it, you light it And I heard that you liked it And I welcome you to my world you’ve been cordially invited Now I got the whole world excited Know every word when they heard that I write it Know I can f-ck every girl cause my jewelry the brightest, and my herb is the lightest Some n-ggas mad I made it, blame it all on perfect timing I say I made it big cause I stuck to the cursive writing These n-ggas rather be a has-been then not be famous at all I learned you ain’t really gotta be famous to ball I’m hustling hard, and turning bitches to custumers soon as they get in front of us, Bad hoes after the shows rushing up Baby them n-ggas clowns talk down but they look up to us May look the same but I’m nothing like them suckas So f-ck what them n-ggas sayin’ and keep reppin’ the gang
Guns And Roses are performed by American R&B singer, Nicole Scherzinger hit on the net recently. The track was produced by RedOne leaked online on January 25, 2011.
Artist : Nicole Scherzinger Song Title : Guns And Roses
Nicole Scherzinger – Guns And Roses Lyrics :
I can call ya baby Don’t need to be your lady We can rock it, we can have some fun You look so amazing, got my fire blazing So melt me down until the good girls gone Boy hurry up, need to see if you can bring it all Boy give it up, if you can take it you’re gonna get it all So put that sign on the door Don’t keep me wanting for more!Oh oh oh
Chorus: Gimme your guns and keep your stupid roses Bang bang bang me baby, bang bang b-bang Gimme your guns and heavy metal, don’t need no posers Bang bang bang me baby, bang bang b-bang So we can shoot the place out, till we wake the neighbors up Yeah I’m in it for the kill, keep on shooting never stop Gimme your guns and keep your stupid roses Bang bang bang me baby bang bang bang
Unleash the freak, go crazy I’ll be honest baby, my thoughts are wrong and just a little bit wild Messing with my body ’bout to hurt somebody It’s good enough … Boy hurry up, need to see if you can bring it all Boy give it up, if you can take it you’re gonna get it all So put that sign on the door, don’t keep me wanting for more Oh oh oh
Chorus: Gimme your guns and keep your stupid roses Bang bang bang me baby,bang bang b-bang Gimme your guns and heavy metal don’t need no posers bang bang bang me baby, bang bang b-bang So we can shoot the place out, till we wake the neighbors up Yeah I’m in it for the kill, keep on shooting never stop Gimme your guns and keep your stupid roses Bang bang bang me baby bang bang b-bang
This game has got me hurt so many times Turned me to a mistake of your life But now I know why I’m takin this fire fire fire
Gimme your guns and keep your stupid roses (and keep your stupid stupid roses)
Chorus: Gimme your guns and keep your stupid roses Bang bang bang me baby, bang bang b-bang Gimme your guns and heavy metal don’t need no posers Bang bang bang me baby, bang bang b-bang So we can shoot the place out, till we wake the neighbors up Yeah I’m in it for the kill, keep on shooting never stop Gimme your guns and keep your stupid roses Bang bang bang me baby bang bang b-bang
21st Century Girl are performed by 10-year-old singer, Willow Smith and will be release as her second single follow up to the first single, Whip My Hair. The music video for the single is being shoot in California in January 22, 2011 and the location has been change to Los Angeles joined by her parents and brother Jaden.
New song title Cold is another great song by Nicole. Here is full version of Nicole's new song which was produce by Dave Aude 2011. This song is for her upcoming album which will be launch on this March.
I’m missing a piece of the puzzle This time I know we’re in trouble You got me spinning in circles And wondering where did the love go You’re not the man I used to know Can we go back to before? When you had my heart in your soul
Oooh, oooh, cold Ooh, oh there’s something cold It feels like you don’t love me anymore Oh, oooh, and it’s starting to show It feels like you don’t love me anymore
The mercury’s reaching a new low Falling like leaves when the wind blows How did it all chill so quickly? We were the ones who were meant to be I’m frozen I can’t let you go I’m stuck on the same song Do you feel anything at all?
Oooh, oooh, cold Ooh, oh there’s something cold It feels like you don’t love me anymore Oh, oooh, and it’s starting to show It feels like you don’t love me anymore And it’s cold, there’s something cold It feels like you don’t love me anymore Oh, oooh, and it’s starting to show It feels like you don’t love me anymore
Just got my feet back on the ground Ice cracks and now I’m falling down-down-down Can’t give much more ’cause you just take Everything good until it breaks Baby, baby, baby, baby, ooh, baby… Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, where do you go?
Cold Ooh, oh there’s something cold It feels like you don’t love me anymore Oh, oooh, and it’s starting to show It feels like you don’t love me anymore And it’s cold Ooh, oh there’s something cold It feels like you don’t love me anymore Oh, oooh, and it’s starting to show It feels like you don’t love me anymore It feels like you don’t love me anymore It feels like you don’t love me anymore It feels like you don’t love me anymore It feels like you don’t love me anymore
Welcome To My Hood is the first single by American record producer DJ Khaled from his upcoming fifth album We The Best Forever. The song features rappers Rick Ross, Plies, Lil Wayne and T-Pain. This is Khaled’s first single to be produced by himself and was released for digital download in the United States on January 18, 2011.
Artist : DJ Khaled ft. Rick Ross, Plies, Lil Wayne & T-Pain Song Title : Welcome To My Hood
DJ Khaled ft. Rick Ross, Plies, Lil Wayne & T-Pain - Welcome To My Hood Lyrics :
[T-Pain] Welcome to my hood (Where the hood at) (Where the hood at) Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if I got it everybody got it
Welcome to my hood Look at all these old school Chevy’s 24′s so you know we roll heavy
Welcome to my hood They outside playing hopscotch And every know this is the hot spot
Welcome to my hood Them boys will put you down on your knees (Woop, woop) That’s the sound of the police In my hood
[Rick Ross] Audemar on my wrist Diamond, look like they glowing 50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin’ Treat ‘em like jack boys, catch ‘em slippin’ then slay ‘em Lord forgive me for my sins, that’s my confessions if they put me in this benz I got possession of a federal offence I’m talking pressure in my criminal intent So wear ya vest’s and I’m still gon’ stunt Like it aint no tomorrow, f-ck ya house note n-gga Blow that bitch on a bottle The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back Tell you “we the best forever” DJ Khaled handle that
[T-Pain - Chorus]
[Plies] I know some n-ggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga I’m talkin’ Norieaga, n-gga, the real Norieaga If you aint from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us And tell congress when you see ‘em bitch I’m stealin’ cable And leave the D-Boys alone ’cause they motivate us And why is the half of my whole hood on papers Some are on house arrest, some are on child support Some of ‘em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court Mr Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo I’m talking strip clubs, I’m talking liquor stores We throw our money round here, but y’all can…
[T-Pain - Chorus]
[Lil Wayne] Bitch I’m on probation, so my nerves bad And they say time fly’s, well mine’s first class I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets I talk a lot of sh-t and practice what I preach Back from hell, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass Pockets on Monique Bitch I’m from the murder capital Hoe, I’m far from practical Shit happens and since I’m the shit, I’m who it happens to Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I’m red hot I don’t see nobody, see nobody like a head shot All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out Got it sewn up, check the thread count
Back Seat is the second single by hip-hop/rap duo New Boyz, from their upcoming album, “Too Cool to Care”. The song features American hip hop indie-pop duo The Cataracs and singer Dev.
Artist : New Boyz ft. The Cataracs and Dev Song Title : Back Seat
New Boyz ft. The Cataracs and Dev - Back Seat Lyrics :
Don’t say a word just turn around and let me see Girl you got something special something special for me Its way too many suckers in the VIP Tell her got my car out front Tell me do you wanna kick it in the backseat I wanna get beside ya In the backseat So I can be your backseat driver In the backseat I wanna get beside ya In the backseat So I can be your backseat driver
You see them girls with them high heels they got this party poppin This ain’t no country club we bout to get this party rockin You got girls that’s with the band lets get on top and let me see it though Wait not in here we outta here jump in my vehicle Camaro long shift She just tryin to fit comfortably
She like my orange camaro she said let’s ride up and trick or treat Like damn girl damn girl You *fuxin with the man girl Like damn girl damn girl You *fuxin with the man girl
Don’t say a word just turn around and let me see Girl you got something special something special for me Its way too many suckers in the VIP Tell her got my car out front Tell me do you wanna kick it in the backseat I wanna get beside ya In the backseat So I can be your backseat driver in the backseat I wanna get beside ya In the backseat So I can be your backseat driver
Hey girl whats up all of this dancing gets you all off huh I notice you because your friends is freakin’ starstruck Hey you got more of that how you say it shy stack Until you get it low quit playin’ with your fine ass I said don’t try me baby I’ll make you hot trick
Lets do like Fishburg dancin and shake this spot quick Oh you a good girl its cool I play pretend too I heard you had a baby You want a New Boy in you
Don’t say a word just turn around and let me see Girl you got something special something special for me Its way too many suckers in the VIP
Tell her got my car out front Tell me do you wanna kick it in the backseat I wanna get beside ya In the backseat So I can be your backseat driver in the backseat I wanna get beside ya In the backseat So I can be your backseat driver
I Met a group of girls in a Escalade I Met a group of girls in a Escalade Met met a group of girls in a Escalade They came with you and left with me
I Met a group of girls in a Escalade I Met a group of girls in a Escalade Met met a group of girls in a Escalade They came with you and left with me
Don’t say a word just turn around and let me see Girl you got something special something special for me Its way too many suckers in the VIP Tell her got my car out front Tell me do you wanna kick it in the backseat I wanna get beside ya In the backseat So I can be your backseat driver in the backseat I wanna get beside ya In the backseat So I can be your backseat drive
Candles is a single by American pop rock band Hey Monday. The track was included on their debut album, Hold on Tight(2008) but this is a new version. The single will be available on iTunes on February 8, 2011. Love this song so much..!!
The power lines went out And I am all alone I don’t really care at all Not answering my phone
All the games you played The promises you made Couldn’t finish what you started Only darkness still remains
Lost sight, couldn’t see When it was you and me
Blow the candles out Looks like a solo tonight I’m beginning to see the light Blow the candles out Looks like a solo tonight But I think I’ll be alright
Been black and blue before There’s no need to explain I am not the jaded kind Playback’s such a waste
You’re invisible Invisible to me My wish is coming true Erase the memory of your face
Lost sight, couldn’t see When it was you and me
Blow the candles out Looks like a solo tonight I’m beginning to see the light Blow the candles out Looks like a solo tonight But I think I’ll be alright
One day you will wake up With nothing but, “You’re sorrys” And someday you will get back Everything you gave me
Blow the candles out Looks like a solo tonight I’m beginning to see the light Blow the candles out Looks like a solo tonight But I think I’ll be alright
Buzzin’ is a single by rapper Mann, from his debut album Mann’s World, which will be released via Beluga Heights Records, a Los Angeles-based record label founded by producer J. R. Rotem. The song is also produced by J. R. Rotem and features rapper 50 Cent.
Man I feel like money (man I feel like money) They’re attracted to me They come around like honey (they come around like honey) Cuz I’m fly like a bee Man I got ‘em all buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da Man I got the world buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da
(50 Cent) Audi R8, laid back Black on Black Diamonds on my neck and my wrist matchin that Black mask, black mag, brown bag drop down now or i’ll shoot your black ass I’m a magnet to money, the paper is where I’m at They attracted to me, they treat me like Pimp C I’m a P-I-M-P yo chick just chose me I got so much swag, is that why you mad? Control your hate trick Nothing good to say don’t say sh-t keep walkin’ quit talkin’ keep it movin’ We can keep the club jumpin’ till daylight From New York to LA through the Bay right
Uh , back up to back up in the mix like that And I know ya like it when it’s just like that All the girlies just love my swag From my kicks to the way I fix my hat I’m…back Fresh like some new J’s Brodie got next NBA to pay I’m too paid Shaded with some ladies Reppin’ my city West LA baby ! West LA made me this way Two rules : Stay fresh , homie and get paid Hey ! Never broke and never bummy I’m from where it’s forever sunny
Man I feel like money (man I feel like money) They’re attracted to me They come around like honey (they come around like honey) Cuz I’m fly like a bee Man I got ‘em all buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da Man I got the world buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da
When I come around, ’round , ’round They go Yeah , yeah it’s going down , down , down They go
New cat with a old school feel Only new artist with a old school deal Tied to the game by Steve Lobell So we always win , don’t receive no help New girls act like they know me so well But I shows no love and be like oh well When my album drops , sure as hell goin’ sell Stack cash and laugh like L-O-L
Man I feel like money (man I feel like money) They’re attracted to me
They come around like honey (they come around like honey) Cuz I’m fly like a bee Man I got ‘em all buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da Man I got the world buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da
When I come around , ’round , ’round They go Yeah , when I come around , ’round , ’round They go When I step in yo town , town , town They go Yeah , yeah it’s going down , down , down They go
Yee-uh Yee-uh Shawty in my ear Saying all the things that I wanna hear Buzzin’ ! And as the night ends I’ma have her and get all her friends Buzzin’ ! Okay , hands in the air (Yee-uh) From the back to the front Everywhere Buzzin’ ! Throwin’ out 20’s Throwin’ out hundreds Ladies gotta love it
Man I feel like money (man I feel like money) They’re attracted to me They come around like honey (they come around like honey) Cuz I’m fly like a bee Man I got ‘em all buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da Man I got the world buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ buzzin’ Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da
When I come around , ’round , ’round They go Yeah , when I come around , ’round , ’round They go When I step in yo town , town , town They go Yeah , yeah it’s going down , down , down They go
California Gurls are performed by American music producer and recording artist, Bruno Mars cover over Katy Perry’s hits from Teenage Dream album. A new soft touch by Mars is really incredible during his gig on BBC Radio 1 in London. Check out guys music videos and lyrics of Bruno Mars, California Gurls.
I know a place Where the grass is really greener Warm, wet and wild There must be somethin’ in the water Sippin’ gin and juice Layin’ underneath the palm trees (Undone) The boys Break their necks Try’na creep a little sneak peek (At us)
You could travel the world But nothing comes close To the Golden Coast Once you party with us You’ll be falling in love Oooooh oh oooooh
California girls We’re unforgettable Daisy Dukes Bikinis on top Sun-kissed skin So hot We’ll melt your Popsicle Oooooh oh oooooh
California girls We’re undeniable Fine, fresh, fierce We got it on lock Westcoast represent Now put your hands up Oooooh oh oooooh
Sex on the beach We don’t mind sand in our Stilettos We freak In my Jeep Snoop Doggy Dogg on the stereo (Oh oh)
You could travel the world But nothing comes close To the Golden Coast Once you party with us You’ll be falling in love Oooooh oh oooooh
California girls We’re unforgettable Daisy Dukes Bikinis on top Sun-kissed skin So hot We’ll melt your Popsicle Oooooh oh oooooh
California gurls We’re undeniable Fine, fresh, fierce We got it on lock Westcoast represent Now put your hands up Oooooh oh oooooh
California gurls We’re unforgettable Daisy Dukes Bikinis on top Sun-kissed skin So hot We’ll melt your Popsicle Oooooh oh oooooh
California gurls We’re undeniable Fine, fresh, fierce We got it on lock Westcoast represent (Westcoast, Westcoast) Now put your hands up Oooooh oh oooooh
Scheiße is a song by American singer-songwriter Lady Gaga, from her forthcoming second studio album, titled Born This Way, which is is scheduled for release on May 23, 2011 by Interscope Records. The song premiered in a short fashion film directed by Mariano Vivanco and styled by Mugler. The film starts Canadian model Rick Genest. The song’s name has been confirmed as Scheiße which is German for shit. The song’s lyrics are also mostly in German.
I don’t speak German But i can if you like (like like like)
Ich bin mir absolut klar Ich trag den Namen Monster I wish we all could be blind It become easy (easy) out there
I’ll take you out tonight Do whatever you like Scheiße-scheiße be mine, Scheiße be mine. Scheiße be mine. Put on a close night Do whatever you like Scheiße-scheiße be mine, Scheiße be mine. Scheiße be mine.
I I I I (oh oh oh oh oh)
I don’t speak German But i will if you like
Ich bin mir absolut klar Ich trag den Namen Monster I wish we all could be blind It become easy (easy) out there
Desperate Girls & Stupid Boys is a single by American singer and actress Kimberly Caldwell, released on December 03, 2010 via Vanguard Records. Below you can listen to the music videos and lyrics attached.
Artist : Kimberly Caldwell Song Title : Desperate Girls & Stupid Boys
Kimberly Caldwell - Desperate Girls & Stupid Boys Lyrics :
Drive Meet me at the corner of hope and hopeless Try To follow me I know a way out It’s your life So try not to get stuck In this crazy circus Misery loves company So let’s dance until we die
Chorus Kiss kiss Kiss tomorrow goodbye This is gonna be a late night Get get Up and let it go We’ve got the right to Take this party over Changing up the sound Check your ego it’s all a blur Desperate boys and stupid girls
Same old destinations We’re all falling down
Like broken plastic wind-up toys Desperate girls and stupid boys
Drink Drawing just because Are you even thirsty? Sink Into another conversation You won’t remember
Chorus
Your desperation is not unique Infatuation of the week Your dedication to your drink Spills over Drive Meet me at the corner of hope and hopeless Try To follow me I know a way out
Get Money is a single by rapper and actor Bow Wow, which features rapper Soulja Boy. The video sees the two stars cruising through the streets of Miami in their Lamborghinis and even hitting a drive-thru. Check out guys their cool video clip and lyrics below.
Artist : Bow Wow feat. Soulja Boy Song Title : Get Money
Bow Wow feat. Soulja Boy - Get Money Lyrics :
[Bow Wow] (Talking) Ah ah Soulja Boy ah man ah man this ya boy Bow Wow right I’m saying man we? We gotta sho these niggas what we got in common Man you know We two young niggas We done made a lot of money you kno We gon see mo money (We gon see mo money) Ha But a We got one thing in common tho nigga I’m gon let them know tho
[Bow Wow] Get the Yeah that’s me I live the life Fast cars Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)
[Soulja Boy] Fifty on the floo A hundred on the table (Table) Thirty in the stable Getting mo paper
(Chorus) [Bow Wow] We some get money niggas Get get money niggas (x3) See one thing we have in common Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)
[Bow Wow] Holy shit look at the life I live (Damn) I used to be broke like ligaments And nigga I’m rich And now that boy got chips Like ruffles Lays And you can say I’m short But you can’t say I ain’t paid You want to talk cribs? See my shit on the lake Twenty thousand square feet See that’s a private estate Helicopter pad for when I make them private escapes So when it’s time to get that money nigga I’m never late I’m still the prince of the O-town Make them hoes go down Since I turned 21 I don’t know how to act Hopping out different whips And smashing like err chick I don’t know bout ya’ll But this the life I live They call me
(Bow Wow)
[Bow Wow] Yeah that’s me I live the life Fast cars Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)
[Soulja Boy] Fifty on the floo A hundred on the table (Table) Thirty in the stable Getting mo paper
(Chorus) [Bow Wow] We some get money niggas Get get money niggas (x3) See one thing we have in common Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)
[Soulja Boy] I’m in the Limbo White wit the doors up (Ah) Chain full of snow yeah that bitch froze up (Damn) Sitting in a vet (Vet) Gucci bandana (dana) G4 jet (Jet) I’m to hot to handle (Damn)
Space ship don’t slip wit the flat screens Yellow diamonds same color as a taxi Watch the girls joc with my two door pass (Pass) And if you say something wrong We gon do yo ass S.O.D. money gang keep stacking I leaked every song and I still went platinum Need more purp now number on the speed dial Money to long I call that shit the Green Mile
BOW WOW
[Bow Wow] Yeah that’s me I live the life Fast cars Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)
[Soulja Boy] Fifty on the floor A hundred on the table (Table) Thirty in the stable Getting mo paper
(Chorus) [Bow Wow] We some get money niggas Get get money niggas (x3) See one thing we have in common Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)
[Soulja Boy] This how it go down Whole neck froze now Soulja Boy Tell’em This time got the doors down I’m doing my thing bitch (Ah) Speak my language Money walk money talk Who you blaming?
[Bow Wow] Soulja Boy in the Limbo Bow in the Maybach If you want to know I paid about a half a mill for that Nigga where ya paper at? Gucci bag fill of sacks Red card black card Gold card I got them all
BOW WOW
[Bow Wow] Yeah that’s me I live the life Fast cars Watching hoes shake it up all night (I do it)
[Soulja Boy] Fifty on the floor A hundred on the table (Table) Thirty in the stable Getting mo paper
(Chorus) [Bow Wow] We some get money niggas Get get money niggas (x3) See one thing we have in common Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)
[Bow Wow] (Talking) I know it make all ya’ll haters real sick huh? (Bitch where my money?) Two young niggas getting money man You can hate on us all you want man Yeah Stuntin on em And we stuntin on em And we stuntin on em Money money money S.O.D. money gang LBW Gang you already know what it is Soulja Bot Tell’em (Slap a bitch wit a 100 dollars)
Good Hit are performed by Jennifer Lopez to be serve as a promo single off her upcoming seventh studio album, Love? expected to hit stores in summer, 2011. On January 16, 2010, a trailer for the single was released directed by Alex Moors. Lopez play the role as a teacher to lead a classroom of beauty school students.
I’m so dope from head to toe Armed and big, I drop it low On the ground, I put it down Round and round yeah here we go
Push up on me, I’m on the floor Talk up on it, make me yours Give you my love, give me love back Baby I’m here, where you at
Got that New York swagger, Miami bass Got my California Loub’s on, all up in your face Yeah I’m mid-west pimp tight, Texas fire Don’t you want me to have your babies Don’t you wish I was your Boo
I got that good hit (La la la la) Don’t you wish I was your boo I got that good hit (La la la la) Don’t you wish I was your boo I got that good hit (La la la la) top10mp3download.net Jennifer Lopez Good Hit lyrics found on
Don’t you wish I was your boo I got that good hit (La la la la) Don’t you wish I was your boo
Palms up yup call them up yup Tell ‘em that I got that gold buy me some Louis stuff Buy me Gucci stuff yup that I Love Lucy stuff Baby I’m a classic don’t you wanna bag me
Don’t you like my outfit looking all flashy Don’t you wanna love me up right in traffic? All up in my bum bum tryin’ to back back I’m standing here where you at
I got that good hit (La la la la) Don’t you wish I was your boo I got that good hit (La la la la) Don’t you wish I was your boo I got that good hit (La la la la) Don’t you wish I was your boo I got that good hit (La la la la) Don’t you wish I was your boo
I got that Good Hit (Can I Please Have Your Attention) I got that Good Hit (Can I Please Have Your Attention) I got that Good Hit (Can I Please Have Your Attention) I got that Good Hit (Can I Please Have Your Attention)
Another hot nw song title 'On The Floor' from Love?, the upcoming seventh studio album by American recording artist and actress Jennifer Lopez. According to Rap-Up, the RedOne produced single has house music influences and samples the 1989 hit single Lambada by Kaoma. The song features rapper Pitbull.
Jennifer Lopez Ft. Pitbull - On The Floor Lyrics and Video :
Hey oh ay oh ay Let’s take the whole world on a ride J-LO! Hey oh ay oh ay Let’s take the whole world on a ride Mr worldwide Darling get on the floor Darling get on the floor Darling get on the floor Darling get on the floor Darling get on the floor Darling I want the whole world to Get on the floor Darling get on the floor Darling get on the floor Darling get on the floor Darling I want the whole world to Get on the floor
I’m loose And everybody knows I get off the train Baby it’s the truth I’m like inception I play with your brain So I don’t sleep I snooze I don’t play no games so don’t get it confused no Cos you will lose yeah Now pump it up And back it up like a Tonka truck That badonka donk is like a trunk full of bass on an old school Chevy
All I need is some vodka and some… coke And watch… get donkey konged … if you’re ready for things to get heavy I get on the floor and act a fool if you let me Don’t believe me just vet me My name ain’t Keath but I see why you Sweat me L.A. Miami New York Say no more get on the floor
Dance the night away Live your life and stay out on the floor Dance the night away Grab somebody drink a little more La la la la la la la la la la la la la la Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor La la la la la la la la la la la la la la Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor
I know you gotta clap your hands on the floor And keep on rocking work it up on the floor If you’re a criminal kill it on the floor Steal it quick on the floor On the floor Don’t stop keep it moving put your drinks up It’s getting ill it’s getting sick on the floor We never quit we never rest on the floor If… I may die on the floor Cos… London to Ibiza Straight to L.A. New York Vegas to Africa
Dance the night away Live your life and stay out on the floor Dance the night away Grab somebody drink a little more La la la la la la la la la la la la la la Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor La la la la la la la la la la la la la la Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor La la la la la la la la la la la la la la Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor La la la la la la la la la la la la la la Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor
Freak it off kick it up Raise the roof wreck the dancehall … these walls light it up Make some noise ohhh
Dance the night away Live your life and stay out on the floor Dance the night away Grab somebody drink a little more La la la la la la la la la la la la la la Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor La la la la la la la la la la la la la la Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor La la la la la la la la la la la la la la Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor La la la la la la la la la la la la la la Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor Tonight we gon’ be it on the floor
==================================== Most Popular Artists 2010 ==================================== Eminem :: Justin Bieber :: Nicki Minaj :: Lady Gaga :: Lil Wayne :: Michael Jackson :: Shakira :: Beyonce :: Drake :: Rihanna :: Led Zeppelin :: Usher :: Avenged Sevenfold :: Christina Aguilera :: 50 Cent :: Miley Cyrus :: Big Time Rush :: Britney Spears :: Enrique Iglesias :: Katy Perry ::
==================================== 2010 MTV Video Music Award Nominees & *Winners ==================================== BEST COLLABORATION * Video Phone (Extended Remix) Beyoncé featuring Lady Gaga(click here) Airplanes - B.o.B featuring Hayley Williams Telephone - Lady Gaga featuring Beyoncé My First Kiss - 3OH!3 featuring Kesha Empire State of Mind - Jay-Z & Alicia Keys
BEST FEMALE VIDEO * Bad Romance, Lady Gaga (click here) Tik Tok - Ke$ha California Gurls - Katy Perry featuring Snoop Dogg Video Phone (Extended Remix) - Beyoncé featuring Lady Gaga Fifteen - Taylor Swift
BEST MALE VIDEO * Not Afraid, Eminem(click here) OMG - Usher featuring Will.I.Am Airplanes - B.o.B featuring Hayley Williams Find Your Love - Drake In My Head - Jason Derulo
BEST HIP HOP VIDEO * Not Afraid, Eminem(click here) Airplanes - B.o.B. featuring Hayley Williams Forever, Drake - Kanye West, Lil Wayne & Eminem On To The Next One - Jay-Z & Swizz Beats Pursuit of Happiness - Kid Cudi featuring MGMT & Ratatat
BEST NEW ARTIST * Baby, Justin Bieber featuring Ludacris (click here) Tik Tok - Ke$ha In My Head - Jason Derulo Massive Attack - Nicki Minaj featuring Sean Garrett The Ghost Inside - Broken Bells
BEST POP VIDEO * Bad Romance, Lady Gaga (click here) California Gurls - Katy Perry featuring Snoop Dog Tik Tok - Ke$ha Video Phone (Extended Remix) - Beyoncé featuring Lady Gaga Nothing On You - B.o.B featuring Bruno Mars
BEST ROCK VIDEO * 30 Seconds To Mars, Kings and Queens(click here) Uprising - Muse Ignorance - Paramore Dog Days Are Over - Florence + the Machine Flash Delirium - MGMT
BEST DANCE MUSIC VIDEO * Bad Romance, Lady Gaga (click here) I Like It - Enrique Iglesias featuring Pitbull Evacuate the Dancefloor - Cascada Sexy Chick - David Guetta featuring Akon OMB - Usher featuring Will.I.Am
VIDEO OF THE YEAR *Bad Romance, Lady Gaga (click here) Dog Days Are Over - Florence + The Machine 30 Seconds To Mars - Kings and Queens Telephone - Lady Gaga featuring Beyoncé Not Afraid - Eminem Airplanes - B.o.B featuring Hayley Williams
BREAKTHROUGH VIDEO * Tighten Up, The Black Keys(click here) Symphonies - Dan Black Stylo - Gorillaz featuring Bobby Womack & Mos Def Strawberry Swing - Coldplay
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