B2K Lyrics
B2K Lyrics
"I Beat You To It (Turn The Party Out) Lyrics"
Begonia Seduction Scene Lyrics
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~J.Boog~
Yea
Eh yo
ya kno wut im sayin
alot of people who heard tha last album
and didn't really understand wut B2K was all about
but im tell ya we didn't have no soul image but gangsta on our album
~Fizz~
This right here bout ta be gangsta
~J.Boog~
You sure?
~Fizz~
Ya kno wut im sayin boog?
~J.Boog~
Aiight lets see
~J.Boog and Fizz~
Come on....check it out
~Fizz~
Hot spots
I bang like lil rock
Step up in the club and watch the beat stop
Hey shorty can you do that dance in my drop
Pop that and make that booty clap like flip flops
Like the Flintstones we can make the bedrock
Yes this lil boy
Gots a house on the hill
Call me Mattel
I got so many hot wheels
Now you know what I’m about
Let’s turn this party out<
GHOST OF YESTERDAY Lyrics
Irene Wilson / Arthur Herzog Jr. Ghost of yesterday Stalking 'round my room All night long you stay Walk around profound gloom When the darkness falls When I've gone to bed Weirdly come your calls Mournfully, scornfully dead Folly of a love I strangled Pulsing heart I thought was gone Gives no peace Will not cease Prowling 'round till dawn Ghost of yesterday Every
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Irene Wilson / Arthur Herzog Jr. Ghost of yesterday Stalking 'round my room All night long you stay Walk around profound gloom When the darkness falls When I've gone to bed Weirdly come your calls Mournfully, scornfully dead Folly of a love I strangled Pulsing heart I thought was gone Gives no peace Will not cease Prowling 'round till dawn Ghost of yesterday Every
Chorus: Everybody put cha hands up
If you feel me all the ladies come
Party with me
Fellas grab this girl
And let’s turn this party out
Everybody put cha hands up
If you feel me all the ladies come
Party with me
Fellas grab this girl
And let’s turn this party out
Rap 2: So much sex appeal
Girl that thang can’t be real
Baby tell me what s the deal
All I wanna know is can we chill
Far from average
Love ya bad habits
The way that thang move
You makin me wanna grab it
Let’s leave right now. Let’s stop playin around
A lot I wanna do right now
How dat sound?
You’ a cutie
Scarf over ya doobie
Ohh ya Gucci look good on ya booty
What’s really good can I floss you in the hood?
Tell you things that you think I mean knock on wood
So make i
Once More Lyrics
ONCE MORE (Dusty Owens) « © '57 Acuff-Rose Music » WITH MELBA MONTGOMERY Once more to be with you dear just for tonight to hold you tight Once more I'd give a fortune if I could see you once more Forget (forget) the past (the past) this hurt can't last So I don't want it to keep us apart Your love (your love) I crave (I crave) I'll be I'll be your slave If you'll just give me all of your he
happen if you wanna handle itONCE MORE (Dusty Owens) « © '57 Acuff-Rose Music » WITH MELBA MONTGOMERY Once more to be with you dear just for tonight to hold you tight Once more I'd give a fortune if I could see you once more Forget (forget) the past (the past) this hurt can't last So I don't want it to keep us apart Your love (your love) I crave (I crave) I'll be I'll be your slave If you'll just give me all of your he
Tonyte I’m a good man but tomorrow I’m scandalous
So grab ya coat and let’s make an exit
Ya moms is home girl man we hitting the Lexus
Everybody put cha hands up
If you feel me all the ladies come
Party with me
Fellas grab this girl
And let’s turn this party out
Everybody put cha hands up
If you feel me all the ladies come
Party with me
Fellas grab this girl
And let’s turn this party out
Everybody put cha hands up
If you feel me all the ladies come
Party with me
Fellas grab this girl
And let’s turn this party out
We don’t ride around in trunks
We ride the Bentley bust
Other crews recognize ya’ll can’t fade us
When Platinum status drop heat man you already know
B2K and Chris Stokes
We always equal big
Booty Lyrics
Your booty might be bigga But I still can pull your nigga But I don't want him Ya got sugar on your pita But ya nigga thinks I'm sweeter But I don't want him Ya know the whole encyclopedia But ya nigga thinks I'm deeper But I don't want him Got a whole lot a junk off in ya trunk But ya nigga think I'm live and I keep him crunk I don't want him Hey, hey, hey I don't want him cau
doughYour booty might be bigga But I still can pull your nigga But I don't want him Ya got sugar on your pita But ya nigga thinks I'm sweeter But I don't want him Ya know the whole encyclopedia But ya nigga thinks I'm deeper But I don't want him Got a whole lot a junk off in ya trunk But ya nigga think I'm live and I keep him crunk I don't want him Hey, hey, hey I don't want him cau
We in the 4 point 6
With 4 Asian chicks
Man admiring the ice around my neck and wrist
I’m like show me baby girl how you do that thurr
I got em all askin Fizz
Can I play in ya hurr?
Everybody put cha hands up
If you feel me all the ladies come
Party with me
Fellas grab this girl
And let’s turn this party out
Everybody put cha hands up
If you feel me all the ladies come
Party with me
Fellas grab this girl
And let’s turn this party out
Everybody put cha hands up
If you feel me all the ladies come
Party with me
Fellas grab this girl
And let’s turn this party out
Everybody put cha hands up
If you feel me all the ladies come
Party with me
Fellas grab this girl
And let’s turn this party out