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Grits -My Life Be Like

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1 Grits -My Life Be Like
1 203 lectures
2 T-Pain-Church (feat Teddy Verseti)
363 lectures
3 Deep Side-Let's Make Love (Feat R-Kelly)
273 lectures
4 Tito ''El Bambino'' - Bailarlo
210 lectures

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MP3 : T-Pain-Church (feat Teddy Verseti)

T-Pain-Church (feat Teddy Verseti)

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  • Titre : T-Pain-Church (feat Teddy Verseti)
  • Année : 2008

Paroles :

"Church"


Ladies and Gentlemen
You already know what it is
OK, Yeah, Aw shit
I'm trying to run in this motherfucker
I'm trying to anyways
Got two hard looking motherfuckers
C'mon

I was trying to enjoy my night but you then came here
Turned around looked mighty happy 'fore you came here
I then turn into a rude dude
Why you had to fuck up the night now we got to fight I'm gonna knock out your lights

You ain't doing nothing but running ya yapp yapp
You got to go get a couple homeboy I am strapped strapped
I then turn into a rude dude man
Why you had to fuck up the night now we got to fight I'm gonna knock out your lights

Dope little lady trying to hold you back you better listen to her
She better not talk that shit I'm gonna have to put some piss right through her
I then turn into a rude dude man
Why you had to fuck up the night now we got to fight I'm gonna knock out your lights...
C'mon

[Chorus]
Yeah, damn, you think you're cool, you think I'm not - you think you tough
Damn, you think you hard, you think I'm soft, you think you rough
Damn, you talking shit, better close your lips, you need to hush
Before the end of the night I'm gonna have to take your ass to church
[x2]

It's Sunday at the park I'm chilling trying to get ma flirt on
Some little lane trying to run that game trying to get his serve on
I then turn into a rude dude man
Why you gotta fuck up the park I'm gonna put you in the dark clap on clap off

You ain't doing nothing but running your pie hole
You're gonna make me do something that get eye swollen
I don't wanna be a rude dude man
Why you gotta fuck up the park I'm gonna put you in the dark clap on clap off

If that's your car you need to go ahead and get into it
Better not talk that shit you're gonna get bust something through it
I then turn into a rude dude man
Why you gotta fuck up the park gotta put you in the dark lights on lights off

[Chorus x2]

[Bridge]
Them niggas think they're hard, so why they think I'm not
Until I pull they card and I show them what I got kinda like [gun cocks] [gun shot] (you don't wanna play around here)
I'm like them niggas think they hard, so why they think I'm not
Until I pull they card and I show them what I got kinda like [gun cocks] [gun shot] (you don't wanna play around here)
Them bitches think they hard, so why they think I'm not
Until I pull they card and I show them what I got kinda like [gun cocks] [gun shot] (you don't wanna play around here)
Them bitches think they hard, so why they think I'm not
Until I pull they card and I show them what I got kinda like [gun cocks] [gun shot] (you don't wanna play around here)....you stupid

[Chorus x2]
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# Posté le mercredi 14 mai 2008 12:23

Modifié le jeudi 15 mai 2008 07:39

MP3 : Grits -My Life Be Like

Grits -My Life Be Like

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  • Titre : Grits -My Life Be Like
  • Année : 2008

Paroles :

"My Life Be Like"


CHORUS:
It's times like these that make me say,
Lord if you see me please come my way.
Leavin bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
Feel me like a fingertip
(flow fingertip flow fingertip)
Sometimes I fall I slip
Got a heartfelt desire be more like you
Trying not to quench your fire by the things that i do

I'm on an island by my lonesome stranded
Low key and stayin' candid
Reflectin on the things I try my hand at
Search for the equations to persuasions I'm used to
Findin comfort in the zones of closet bones I get loose to
A mountainous fontaine,
Spinnin and monsoonin
Grinnin its high octane
This worlds out wacky
Rollin down the hills cause lifes a hassle
Encircled by my folly like a moat surround a castle
Stay afloat,
Catch a second wind thin is the air I breathe
Teary-eyed nose runnin, wipe the snot on my sleeve
I'm callin on my savior to be all that I need
Please forgive me my behavior had me lost at light speed

CHORUS

The fear of never falling in love
And the tears after losing the feelings
Of what you thought love was
Like the dirt still up under the rug
(My life be like)
Bad characteristics covered in Christ's blood
The joy of new birth and the pain of growing up
The bliss between giving my all and giving up
The highs and lows,
Paths and roads I chose
In the cold I froze
Trying to ease my woes
In this world of sin
Clothes to thin to fend
So to God I send
Words of help to win
In grumblings so deep letters could never express
So the sounds of Ooh Ahh beneath my breath projects

CHORUS

My life be like (Toby Mac)

My life be like ooh aah ooh
Dum dum diddy
Here comes that boy from the capital city
Last up on the Grits new ditty
But eight bars of the truth will do, eh
I believe there's a pride thats stunning,
And I believe in the kingdom coming
I believe if you seek the truth,
You don't need to look far cuz it's gonna find you

So why, oh why, do I trip and stumble?
And ooh ahh as commitments crumble?
I can't believe that I'm hear again

CHORUS
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# Posté le mercredi 14 mai 2008 12:41

Modifié le jeudi 15 mai 2008 07:38

MP3 : Deep Side-Let's Make Love (Feat R-Kelly)

Deep Side-Let's Make Love (Feat R-Kelly)

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  • Titre : Deep Side-Let's Make Love (Feat R-Kelly)
  • Année : 2008

Paroles :


[R. Kelly ]
Uh
Yeah
Let's quit playin wit em

[Hook - R. Kelly]
They way we roll up it aint hard to tell
Ladies, it's Deep Side and ya boy Kells
Got the, swagga on wit the jewelry swingin
Them chicks be faintin cuz them boys be singin
Wooh!

[Verse 1 - Deep Side]
Oh girl dont you see im on a mission
Tryna see the ass assumin the position
Baby ima drive, know you wanna ride
Just relax and ur ready for a good time
When ur in my bedroom just get naked
Girl, them clothes is outta fashion
Let me release ya tension, lickin on ya neck n
Now i got ya ready for some action
Now she standin over top of me
Dancin all freaky, talkin bout this
What you wanna see
More to secret to my Vicky's
Hopin that she show me
Now ya see im gettin horny so...

[Chorus]
Let's make love (Let's make love)
Let's make love, right now
Till the sweat starts pourin
Till when, till six in the mornin
Let's make love (Let's make love)
Let's make love, right now
Keep givin you more n
Till when, till six in the mornin

[Verse 2 - Deep Side]
36 DD, not to mention that she five foot three
Sayin boo, what ya got for me
I cant wait to put ya ass to sleep
I can hear the way ya breathin
Ya wanna get closer
Girl the night aint over
I believe that ya get what ya work for
So ima gonna turn ya out till ya want more
You be wrappin ya legs around me
Squeezin my body tightly
Ya wont be able to stop the shakin
All because this love we're makin

[Chorus]
Let's make love (Let's make love)
Let's make love, right now
Till the sweat starts pourin
Till when, till six in the mornin
Let's make love (Let's make love)
Let's make love, right now
Keep givin you more n
Till when, till six in the mornin

[Bridge]
Dont waste time
All the love that you ask for
Can start tonight
Girl i can be all that you ever dream
And make you fall right back in love with me
(Girl ya know what it is so baby can i live)

[Hook - R. Kelly]
They way we roll up it aint hard to tell
Ladies, it's Deep Side and ya boy Kells
Got the, swagga on wit the jewelry swingin
Them chicks be faintin cuz them boys be singin
Wooh!

[Verse 3 - R. Kelly]
28's and im ridin low got
A after party on the top flo'
I smoke (uhn) pop bot-tles
Got, top model chicks, out clothes

[Chorus X3]
Let's make love (Let's make love)
Let's make love, right now
Till the sweat starts pourin
Till when, till six in the mornin
Let's make love (Let's make love)
Let's make love, right now
Keep givin you more n
Till when, till six in the mornin'
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# Posté le mercredi 14 mai 2008 12:53

Modifié le jeudi 15 mai 2008 07:38

MP3 : Tito ''El Bambino'' - Bailarlo

Tito ''El Bambino'' - Bailarlo

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  • Titre : Tito ''El Bambino'' - Bailarlo
  • Année : 2008

Paroles :

Tito el bambino
No te trates(no te trates.no te trates...)
Dios los bendiga aa
Top of the line mr jean

No te trates de ocultar te encontrare
Donde quiera que estes(donde quiera que estes)
Si te vas hasta la luna yo ire, pues al menos verte

Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,bailarlo
Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,contigo
Lo que quiero es bailarlo,bailarlo
Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,contigo

Baila baila baila que te quiero ver
Deja que te envuelva y hoy tu vas a ver
Que te llevare a un sitio donde
Jamas olvides mi nombre
Baila baila baila que te quiero ver
Deja que te envuelva y hoy tu vas a ver
Que te llevare a un sitio donde
Jamas olvides mi nombre

Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,bailarlo
Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,contigo
Lo que quiero es bailarlo,bailarlo
Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,contigo

(no te trates ,no te trates,no te trates...)
Cuando yo te encuentre te voy a atrapar
Porque para mi yo te quiero
Cuando yo te coja te voy a devorar
Porque yo por ti me muero
Si me pegas usted no le ago caso yo
Solo por ti estoy esperando yo
Si me trata de besar le digo no,no y no
Dile que solo a ti te prefiero

Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,bailarlo
Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,contigo
Lo que quiero es bailarlo,bailarlo
Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,contigo

Baila baila baila que te quiero ver
Deja que te envuelva y hoy tu vas a ver
Que te llevare a un sitio donde
Jamas olvides mi nombre
Baila baila baila que te quiero ver
Deja que te envuelva y hoy tu vas a ver
Que te llevare a un sitio donde
Jamas olvides mi nombre

Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,bailarlo
Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,contigo
Lo que quiero es bailarlo,bailarlo
Si lo que quiero es bailarlo,contigo

Tito el bambino el internacional
Top of the line
Fans limited edition
Mr jean
Dile que solo ya esisto
Encuentra los valientes y a mi
Top of the line
Dios lo bendiga

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# Posté le mercredi 14 mai 2008 13:00

Modifié le jeudi 15 mai 2008 07:38