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m heading to the ball, to the ball And you go watch me walk, watch me walk Move over miss thing, you need to make room Sit back, grab a shot and watch me cak, cak, cak, what? I see you watching me go Down, down, down, down to the ground Fan it an

(Just go straight) We gonna sing like Dance like (The divas) So just watch us (We never fall down) We never give it up We never give it up OH (Just go straight to the end of the road) So sing with us So be with us Cuz we're mighty SISTAR (The 3rd challenge

got unlimited missions supernatural visions superlunar ambitions extreme expeditions I got all my own reasons and I've only just begun I can't live inside of fear not in my space age All the divas are doin' it Somebody said something they said never be too goo

didn't want to say it, but I can't keep it in You make me want to vomit Die won't you just die And just when I thought that it couldn't get worse I saw your new persona Die won't you just die You have a way of making this all feel so cheap The s

don't turn me off .. yeah... like dis... where you at shawty?... you fly as hell, swagga right, brown skin poppin you know just how to talk to me know just how i like it you turnin me on, you turnin me on, you turnin me on now wait a minute littl

she goes the first lady so solids earth baby the mother so Chelsea’s gotta be the first baby Lisa Maffia the leader no divas are catching ya rise from the darkness and shine like a sapphire 100 carat diamond you’re precious like jewellery from Afri

wave has arrived Being funk is so surprise After the world of ecstasy When the funk takes over me No need to try to run away The funk will find you without no delay It's best if you relax your soul Grab someone, take the floor, let it go Let it flow, let it flow, let it flow, w

town, down town everybody turn around Record breakers, fortune fakers Ice cream dancers run around chancers Looking for a headline, giving me a hard time My, my, my - bye, baby, bye Come here, go there - still got the same hair MTV girl - living in her own world Overblown deejay -

See this is what the f*** we do I been seein' what y'all do But it ain't... ahh f*** it! Cats is runnin' their mouth Already 'Til they get that gun in their mouth Already Now what's all the frontin' about? Already Thought I wasn't comin' in that house? Already Now they se

divas give it to me Hopped up out the bed Turn my swag on Took a look in the mirror Said wassup wassup wassup (Yeaaah) I´m getting money (Oh) Hopped up out the bed Turn my swag on Took a look in the mirror Said wassup

a a diva (hey) Im a Im a a diva (hey) Im a Im a a diva (hey) Im a Im a a diva Im a Im a a diva (hey) Im a Im a a diva Im a Im a a diva (hey) Im a Im a Na na na diva is a female version of a hustla Of a husla Of a of a hustla Na na

Hook] Niggas talk cray like they 'bout shit Quarter mil' when I rob shit Niggas gonna talk like they 'bout shit Mothaf***as gon' talk regardless Mothaf***as gon' talk regardless Mothaf***as gon' talk regardless Mothaf***as gon' talk regardless Mothaf***as gon' talk regardless Nig

the music's kinda jumpin' in this club, hey Mr DJ What's that you're playin'? (now that's a party jam) Hey yo listen up, my name is Dannii It's time to get loose to my brand new jammy (Ooh ooh oh baby) it's a party jam (ooh ooh oh baby) Come on everybody da

Melachi The Nutcracker} Yo my rhymes are deep, when I walk thru the streets If you wanna eat, you gotta work for this meat The stress is building, people are losing their children I can feel the pain, just from the blood spilling I ain't sittin around chillin

Verse 1] Yo, yo forget the club Today we play in the block It's goin' down and it's blazzin' hot Jeff pop the new CD turn tables joints You just got to get the amps from Boogie Get the van from Rock and then Call up Ishcabibble's, Jim's and Pat's And tell

Intro:] I mean, this is really like some other type shit If you don't follow me you gon' get lost But that ain't my fault [Verse 1:] F*** tryna make a dollar outta 15 cents Where I'm from niggas tryna make a brick outta 15 nicks But the streets gettin' funny like Dan Ayk

Verse 1:] (Where I belong) Is in a place with no racial barriers And we all ride high in chariots Where love means love When we all have the finer things So we don't gotta buy you diamond rings just to marry us Instead I'm where they livin for bling And people manag

I don't even want to fight with you, man I'll lay you right where you stand You can catch a few shells One go right through your Polo, man Usually I'm dolo, and I got a crazy team Call Kiss to ride on you, watch for the laser beam Shit, it's that O.G. Flavor Remind you of a c

come on, uh Come on, uh, yeah Uh, if ya want some, come and get some [Chorus (2x):] Well it's silly of you (To think that I) Would ever take a dive (Can I keep it live) And if you think you're qualified (To speak on this) (Well that's illy

Brother Marquis does all the verses {Shari Lewis} Come ... give us a little kiss ... let me make it better. {Dolemite} These rotten ass bitches is gonna f***in' wanna know! Verse 1 I met this bitch at a hip-hop disco A club full of divas in San Francisco I asked her name, the bitch sai

Verse 1] Question: If I died in my apartment like a rat in a cage Would the neighbors smell the corpse before the cat ate my face? I used to floss the albatross like Daddy Kane with the chain I'm trying to jettison the ballast with the hazardous waste The kid is comforta

we always do about this time, ink lines for the sick rhyme inclined, It’s grimy shit but naught that can’t be fixed with a little bit of spitshine, Big time like Frankie in Vegas, inspiring like Ali and Frazier, Spit it out till we spilling out on to the street start a party

bitches Gather 'round I got a story to tell Hear this, hear this Get the whole world The Swatch bred Thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the head Knowledge me God, the shit I'm bout to holler is hard From start, this little nigga had a hell of a h

.. check it out... show me love Promise you won't do me wrong (for sure) If I turn you on (yeah) Promise you'll stay all night long (on on) Makin love til dawn Yo, it's time to bring the day in, fresh out the crib sauteein Around the way-in, swerve on, surveyin That's wh

feat. Tyga, Cory Gunz, Mack Maine, Jae Millz, Kevin Rudolf) [Hook: Kevin Rudolf] A million lights and a kick drum, the floor is moving slow I've got a feeling 'bout this one, and we still young, you know I'm breathin' fire in your club It's not my fault if your

Ras Kass] Strike three, hehe It's-just-thug-men-tal-i-ty, nigga.. Ha, YEAHHH, ha, yeah-YEAHHH, uh-uhh, uhh.. Ras Kass register Richter with nine point eight tectonic plate quakes Firm rubber no breaks, California plates Golden State Catch me sittin on

Intro: (kung fu sample) Method Man] [kung fu fighting] Yeah, uh, heheheh (That's Shadowboxing!) Yo... [Method Man] It's that Blackout, spazzed out, G-String divas Leave you assed out, passed out, it's cold Pack your heat up, blow your back out You bad mouth, ma

Chorus] dis a lyrical excersise, it go 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 jus a lyrical excersise, it go 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 jus a lyrical excersise, it go 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 jus a lyrical excersise, it go 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 [Verse 1] I'ma flip right on the block till I get life

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Sheek] F*** -- shit is real right here Roc-a-Fella, LOX, takin the streets over motherf***ers Don't get it twisted Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Yo shut the f*** up 'fore I blast and Banned From TV your ass with no mask, look at the camera like what? Yeah I did it like them sick