Saturday, August 26, 2006

Brader Eloy - Missing Filemon

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Title: Brade Eloy
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

Ang mga adlaw nagdagan way kausaban ang tanan
Buntag ug udto ug sa hapon usa ra ang panahon
Sa pagkatulog mo bisan sa damgo
Mga pangutana mao ra sa una

Chorus:
Brader Eloy mga baraha mo kanako maluoy
May mapaabot bang kahayag ang mangitngit kong payag
Ugma damlag

Lingion pa kaha ako sa babayeng gihigugma ko
Mga kalimbang ba’s kampana ang amoang musika
Di ba kaha imbis singsing bulawan
Lubot lang sa baso takob sa kaldero

Repeat chorus

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Eskina - Missing Filemon

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Title: Eskina
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

Bay, gilaay ka ba kanunay
Gikapoy ka na ba nga
way gipadulngan
Ang imohang kinabuhi
Kagahapon ug karon

(same chord pattern)
Hoy, nganong di ka lang mosuroy
Nganong di ipaagi sa
Pahiyum ug katawa
Sud-onga ang palibot mo ug pagmaya

Chorus

Kita ta sa eskina kay bangkahan tika
Dia pa koy gamayng kwarta
Lambanog ang tirada
Inamawng estorya
Way magbuot kung mag-unsa ta
Ubos sa hayag nga buwan
Di ta mahadlok mouwan
Bahalag bisan asa makatulog
Kay kita hubog

(back to intro)

(use same chord pattern for the rest of the song)


(use intro chords)
magsinggit singgit tang duha

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Habohabo - Missing Filemon

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Title: Habohabo
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

Kung mokanta ka ba wa sa tono
Bisag kung moubo sintonado
Why don't you listen to the rhythmn of the falling rain
Paminawa ang nag-away nga iro ug iring
Better yet try to listen to the sound of one hand clapping

Kung mosayaw ka ba wa sa porma
Kung wala kay angay mokiaykiay
Why don't you listen to the rhythmn of the falling rain
Paminawa ang nag-away nga iro ug iring....
Better yet try to listen to the sound of one hand clapping

Bisan asa ka pa bisan unsa ang imong hitsura
Adunay musika sa kanunay kauban sa hilak ug kalipay
Ablihin lang ang dughan mo'g gamay

Why don't you listen to the rhythmn of the falling rain
Paminawa ang nag-away nga iro ug iring....
Better yet try to listen to the sound of one hand clapping

Kanta na, kanta na, ayg dugaya
Bahala'g lalalalala, way problema
Why don't you listen to the rhythmn of the falling rain
Paminawa ang nag-away nga iro ug iring....
Better yet try to listen to the sound of one hand clapping

Bisag asa ka pa bisag unsa ang imong hitsura
Adunay musika sa kanunay kauban sa hilak ug kalipay
Ablihin lang ang dughan mo'g gamay

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Inday - Missing Filemon

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Title: Inday
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

Inday
Wa na sab tay tingganay
Lately man gud
Sige lang kag pangaway
Asta na akong hinapay
Imong gitamay

Inday
Please dont say to me goodbye
Unless you want to see me cry a river
Tanan nga gusto mo inday
Ihatag ko maputos man ko sa utang ok lang
Sulngon ko ang panggubatan
Pakamatyan ang buwan
Kabukiran laktason adlawng tanan

Inday
May lain ka ng kalipay
Lately man gud sige kang wa sa balay
Kanako ikaw kanunay
Nag likay likay

Inday
Please dont say to me goodbye
Unless you want to see me cry a river
Tanan nga gusto mo inday
Ihatag ko maputos man ko sa utang ok lang
Sulngon ko ang panggubatan
Pakamatyan ang buwan
Kabukiran laktason adlawng tanan

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Inglesera - Missing Filemon

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Title: Inglesera
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

Dia dire and lyrics niya. Click here

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Kamagayan - Missing Filemon

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Title: Kamagayan
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

Daplin sa dalan kilid sa may Kamagayan
Atong gisaw-an ang kalipay sa atong tagay
Atong gidimdim ang katam-is
Sa atoa nga panaghigalaay
Ngano ba diay’g magbuntagay
Basta di lang kanunay. . . .

Magkalalis magkaaway
Way undang nga linibakay
Mangatawa kung adunay mosarasay
Kuwang nalang ang maghinilakay
Kung problema na ang mahisgotan
Kung asa ang atong padulngan
Ning kalibutan tang gamay
Hehehehey …

Iglabay sa mga katuigan ato pa kaha nga
Mahinumduman ang atong tagay
Handumon pa kaha ang mga
Sadyang adlaw sa atong kabantan-on
Kung kunot na ang atong nawong
Kung hurot na ang atong ngipon
Pasangil ba ang pagkamalimtanon

Daplin sa dalan kilid sa may Kamagayan
May mga estorya pa kahang pagaambitan
May kasingkasing pa kaha nga mabalaka
Kung mobunok ang uwan
Way payag nga mapasilongan
May adlaw pa kaha nga mosubang
Dinhi kilid sa Kamagayan

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Suroysuroy - Missing Filemon

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Title: Suroysuroy
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

Ipaagi lang og lakbay-lakbay patid labay-labay
Sa lata nga gamay
Ang mga kahilayan nga milumay kang dodong ug
inday
Luyo unya sa 'tong katawa tan-awa ta og may
kalipay ba

1
sayo sa buntag sugod na paglakaw
kay ang adlaw sa imong panit di pa sakit
ang kadalanan sa atong dakbayan
gubot pa's lukot basin ka'g maugmaan
ayaw baya og pagmahay ayaw baya'g ingna nga
wa ka kaangay
kay ang makita mo migo kaugalingon mo

(use same chord patter for the rest of the song)

2
dalan colon gamay lang gud gihapon
ang gazining sunog balay na ron sa buyog
may mga batang naghingos og putos
abi nimo'g pansit apan diay papilit

liko's tuo padung jones avenue
you gotta say it cool mora pu'g amerkano
but your American express gikawat sa pulis

chorus

3
ay'g tugot nga sa fuente ka magutman
kay usahay sa larsian magsakit ang tiyan
si aida, lorna, o di ba si fe
ay'g pada sa tigaw maanan ka nga bugaw

liko's tuo padung jones avenue
you gotta say it cool mura pu'g amerkano
the girls will need the money soon
kay finals na puhon

chorus

adlib: padapapapa. . . .

4
duha, tulo, upat ang malls sa cebu
may ayala shoemart may carbon ug happy mart
33, 32, 51 ug 82
mga cell phone gilabni sa tindero'g mani

liko's tuo padung jones avenue
you gotta say it cool mura pu'g amerkano
the city smells of guns and goons
no more candies and balloons

chorus

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Langit - Missing Filemon

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Title: Langit
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

Intro: g d em c d

First stanza:

G d em bm
Kung ako ikaw molakaw maglatagaw

C c7 g d
Way mahimo kung dili nmo ipahungaw




G d em bm
Pangita ug lingaw di ka angay mauwaw

C c7 g d
Kinsa bang balaod ang imohang nga gisunod

Refrain: bm c g d

C d g d
Tawgang kalangitan pasalamat sa buwan

C d g d
Hangyuang mga santos na di na matapos ang unos

Second stanza:

G d em bm
Ayaw na padala sa uyab mong selosa

C c7 g d
Sa mga babaye nga gusto lng kang ikahon

C d em bm
Walay gidili kung ikaw di magdali

C c7 g d
Kung ikaw di na mabalaka kung kanus.a mouli

Refrain:

C d g d
Tawgang kalangitan pasalamat sa buwan

C d g d
Hangyuang mga santos na di na matapos ang unos

Third stanza:

G d
Sa imong paglakaw

em bm
Sa imong paglatagaw

C c7 g d
Likayi ang dalan nga kilatan sa ulan

Refrain:

C d g d
Tawgang kalangitan pasalamat sa buwan

C d g d
Hangyuang mga santos na di na matapos ang unos

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Principal - Missing Filemon

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Title: Principal
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

intro: Am-Bm-C-D Am|Bm|C|D

verse 1:
G Em Am
Prinsipal gusto ko nga mag-artista
D G
Gikapuy na ko'g eskwela
Em Am D
way allowance, hagu pa

G Em Am
Manimpad kining pobre sa Maynila
D G
Magpa-cute sa taga-Viva
Em Am D
basig ma discover pa

refrain 1:
C Cm G
Anad na ako mag-inartista
C Cm Am Bm
Sa balay magpakaaron-ingnon nga busog
C D Am|Bm|C|D
bisag wa nay kusog

verse 2: (do verse 1 chords)
Prinsipal pwede kong magkontrabida
Kining dagway kog postura
angayang mangulata

Ayaw lang, ayaw'g saba'ng mama'g papa
Ako s'la nga isorpresa
musikat ko'g aduna

refrain 2: (do refrain 1 chords)
Anad na ako mag-inartista
Sa balay magpakaaron-ingnon nga tigas
bisag wa nay bugas

bridge: Em
Eb/Bm D C#/Am Em
Mga pangandoy nga nagpatagad sa ulong ko nga labad
Eb/Gm D/G C#/Am
Dili ma himo ta kung di makalupad
Am Bm C D Am|Bm|C|D
aron-ingnon nga tigas bisag wa nay bugas

Adlib (do verse 1 chords)

refrain 3:
C Cm G
Anad na ako mag-inartista
C Cm Am Bm
sa balay magpaka-aron-ingnon nga tigas
C G
bisag wa nay bugas
(Do Am-Bm-C-D on each line)
ingnon nga busog bisag wa nay kusog
ingnon nga maro bisag ma'y' pang iro
ingnon nga bagsik bisag di' katuhik
la lala lala lalala lalala
Am Bm C D G
la lala lala lalala lalala lalala

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Sene-Sene - Missing Filemon

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Title: Sene-sene
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

A c#7 f#m
Sinesine wala tay laing lingaw
E
Kandila luyo sa habol
d dm
Katawang binayran og pisong kinawat
A e
Sa gubaong pitakang lola
A c#7 f#m
Anino sa mga artistang papel
e
Gihinganlan tag si pedro'g
D dm
Sabelsila'ng bida niadtong estorya
A e
Sa gugma nga way katumanan


Chorus:
A c#7 f#m
Sine..sinesine sa bata pa
E d
Di na unta matapos pa
c#m / f#m / bm e
Bisan pa man sa pagdagan sa panahon
A c#7 f#m
Lantawon mga eksena nga molabay
E d
Tanang tawo makasakay
C#m / f#m / bm e
Saksihan ta ang pagdagan sa panahon
repeat intro: d-b7-e
Panahon..


Verse2:
A c#7 f#m
Sigesigeha lang imong paglakaw
e
Ay'g kahadlok may kahayag
D dm
Modan-ag sa dalang mangitngit
a e
Lakip na ang langit daw lapad nga adlaw
A c#7 f#m
Ang kinabuhi sugilanong hiwi
E
Kalipay kasakit ug kalami
D dm
Silang bida niining salida
A e
Sa gugma nga way katumanan

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Uranus - Missing Filemon

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Title: Uranus
Album:
Artist: Missing Filemon

Verse 1
You make me happy
Don't walk away and make me lonely again
I will teach you how to sing
I'll buy you anything

Verse 2
Will take a trip to Uranus and back
Aboard a limousine black
We'll have kids one dozen or so
We'll paint our bungalow blue

Refrain:
Honey, I'm as cool as Sunday
Sweet as cotton candy when your with me

Don't ask me why (I'm) feeling so high
High up above in the sky
Lupad na day, way tugpahay
maglutaw sa kalipay

Verse 1
Verse 2
Refrain 2x

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Friday, August 25, 2006

Dito Sa Puso Ko - Nikki Gil

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Title: Dito Sa Puso Ko
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Artist: Nikki Gil

Dito...dito sa puso ko....

Josh:
Ikaw ang nagbigay ng buhay
Sa mundo kong wala nang kulay
Ako sa 'yo ay tila ganyan din
At iisa ang ating puso't damdamin
Tayo tayong nagsimula nito
Sana'y umapaw pa ang pagsuyo
O giliw kay saya
Tanggal aking kaba kapag kapiling ka

Josh w/ nikki:
Dito dito sa puso ko
Pag-ibig ko'y hindi na maglalaho
Huwag sanang mag-alala sinta
Damdamin ko'y hindi na magbabago
Dito dito sa puso ko
Pag-ibig ko'y hindi na maglalaho
Huwag sanang mag-alala sinta
Damdamin ko'y hindi na magbabago

Nikki
Ano ano ba ang nangyari
Ika'y nagtatampo't hindi ka nagsasabi
Bakit ba ang lambing mo'y kulang
Sa akin ay nag-aalinlangan
'di ba sa 'yo'y nasabi na
Ikaw ang irog ko't ako'y iyung-iyo
O giliw kay saya
Tanggal aking kaba kapag kapiling ka

Josh w/ nikki: **
Dito dito sa puso ko
Pag-ibig ko'y hindi na maglalaho
Huwag sanang mag-alala sinta
Damdamin ko'y hindi na magbabago
Dito dito sa puso ko
Pag-ibig ko'y hindi na maglalaho
Huwag sanang mag-alala sinta
Damdamin ko'y hindi na magbabago

Josh:
Tayo tayong nagsimula nito
Sana'y umapaw pa ang pagsuyo
Nikki:
O giliw kay saya
Tanggal aking kaba kapag kapiling ka

Back to **

Dito...dito sa puso ko

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Picture Perfect - Yung Joc

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Title: Picture Perfect
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc

[Background] Uhhhhhyeeaaah
[Joc's Dad:] Everything that glitters ain't gold baby
[Yung Joc:] I hear ya Daddy

[Chorus x2]
I'm choppin 24's
Blowin good dro
Yeah, I got plenty Hoes
Life ain't picture perfect
Yeah ya see the ice
And I dress nice
Make 'em look twice
Life ain't picture perfect

Yeah I'm blowin on some good lime
Skatin on two 85's
Wouldn't believe half the shit thats skatin through a niggas mind
745 complimented with leather and wood
Chickens on my dick cuz a nigga fresh and smellin good
Jack boys plottin on my stacks on deck
Wanna put the Tec to my chest for the ice on my neck
Oh yeah it's easy to attain it all
Harder to maintain it all
If you want a pierfect picture only god can paint it dog
Niggas in these videos with multi-platinum projects
Can't even get credit cards
And they Momma stay in projects
How is that? Scracth my head
Somethin don't seem right
Ya teeth full of ice
So when ya smile I seen lights
Seems like I'm hatin I'm just statin the facts
I ain't feelin to smile in ya face and put a blade in your back
Now try not to get caught up on the way shit looks
Cuz everything ain't picture perfect, just listen to the hook

[Chourus x2]

Yeah I'm off in magic city
Trickin them ass and titties
Bitches blowin me kisses makin me wanna hit it
I must admit, got a good chick and she been holdin me down
But I ain't fuckin around cuz there is too much shit goin around
Like the rims on my pickup
Scared to get my dick sucked
Nigga run into the clinic even from a hiccup
Pick up the pieces from the fuckin puzzle
I'm affiliated with niggas who murder, rob and hustle
Plus you think I'm ballin cuz I'm poppin Crys and spendin G's
I'm just tryin to drink away the pain that killed my nigga steve
Nigga please, I ain't shit
Cookies and cream
Feelin like Marvin it make me wanna holla and scream

[Chorus x2]

Now half the shit ya doin already been done
And that's why half my niggas dead, locked up or on the run
That dope money ain't sufficient it don't last all ways
Niggas trap all night in project hallways
All day long niggas front like stars
On them big ass rims that most than they cars
Spent 300 on a outfit a hundred on some nikes
But his baby needs wopes, diapers and pedialite
And you prolly' got a cousin, brother or a friend
And this song sound like it from begging to end
Then again it might be me
And I'm tired of the nonsense
Can't sleep at night cause I got a guilty conscience

[Chorus x2]

[Background:] Cant you see? [over and over until it fades out]

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Knock It Out - Yung Joc

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Title: Knock It Out
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc

[CHORUS X2]
Yea, i been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

[VERSE ONE]
First thing first, I likin' all kinda hoes
Some go to school, some dance with no clothes
Mama name me Joc 'cause I do the damn thang
When I throw the dick they come back like boomerangs
Beat the pussy up like a ole beat machine
Oop, there it is, bring a friend, tag team
Then I beat 'em up like the woofers in my vert
I give her tylonel 'cause she say her jaws hurt
Need a chick like Trina, make her dreams come true
Baby when I cum, guarantee you cum too
And like big 6, the dick hypnotize minds
I put that on my mama baby if you think I'm lyin'
Lil mama I'mma (beat it up)
All night I'mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I'mma (beat it up)
That back, I'mma (beat it up)
That's right I've ...

[CHORUS X2]
I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

[VERSE TWO]
1 + 1, then that equals two
Bitches on deck, one for me and one for you
Just the way i like, straight A-Town
Meet me in the room, guarantee it go down
Yea, your baby daddy mad, you woulda spilled the beans
Don't get mad 'cause she on my drill team
I turn virgins into sex fiends
I turn nightmares into wet dreams
Make a jookbox wet, make her think she on her cycle
Hit her from the back, then i grab her by the micros
Make her touch her toes til her knees turn weak
Neighbors complain 'cause they say they can't sleep
Lil mama I'mma (beat it up)
All night I'mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I'mma (beat it up)
That back, I'mma (beat it up)
That's right I've ...

[CHORUS X2]
I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

[VERSE THREE]
When it's time for round three, strap on another glove
T.K.O, now the hoe all in love
She love to call me tyson when i nibble on her ear
I hit her wit a combo, now she call me holyfield
I know it sound vulgar but that's the way she like it
Got the worlds biggest (shhh), dont matter, just dont bite it
No I'm not conceited but see i keep it trill
Playboyz shout it, Mr Black and decradrill
Yea your girl say my name, please dont take offense
Have 'em bent like this, suckin' on some gangsta shit
I dont think it's worth it if you really want the truth
'cause at this phrase in time she givin' brain in the houpe
Lil mama I'mma (beat it up)
All night I'mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I'mma (beat it up)
That back, I'mma (beat it up)
That's right I've ...

[CHORUS X2]
I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

[REPEAT X2]
Lil mama I'mma (beat it up)
All night I'mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I'mma (beat it up)
That back, I'mma (beat it up)
That's right I've ...

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New Joc CityAlbum: New Joc City
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1st Time - Yung Joc

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Title: 1st Time
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

[VERSE ONE]
This aint no love song
More like a cut song
You say your day was long, well tell daddy whats wrong
Imma tell you one time -- just relax and unwind
Whisper sweet nothings now you blushing, chills down your spine
Oh yea you hot and tempted
Oh no not pretty ricky
But when you grind on me
Imma leave you hot and drippin
Slip in those satin sheets
Now go and roll over
Oh yea its up and down motions like a rollercoaster
I see she up on top
You all on my jock
Imma do it nonstop, until your cherry pop
Imma keep going and going, the energizer bunny
Mr long john all in your tummy

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

[VERSE TWO]

Wont you let me introduce ya to thug karmasutra
This aint no lovey dovey (nah) but watch how i seduce ya
Girl im the man, i- i- im the man
I push the right buttons and the sex on demand
Oh yea i like it slow
Baby be easy
Ooo, watch ya teeth
Baby be easy
Tell me your vicky secrets, tell me all the dirt
You smell like peaches, must bath & body works
Love the way your body work, imma make your body rock
Once you climax, you feel the aftershock
(i know i got you hooked on this lovin'
Dont get it twisted, we just cutin' baby)

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

[VERSE THREE]
Yea i know i know, i still aint went soft
But i gotta go, lets hit the shower baby, its time to rinse off
I'll wash yours, you wash mine, i adore it the first time
I blew yours, you blew mines, sometimes i'll drop you a line
But look dont tell nobody, just keep it on the low
Not your best friend, not your cousin, nobodys gotta know
I know it sounds crazy, but thats just how it is
Yung J-O-C, long live, long live

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

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New Joc CityAlbum: New Joc City
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Yung Nigga (Interlude) - Yung Joc

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Title: Yung Nigga (Interlude)
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc

Dat nigga might be dope though.
Naw dat ain't dope.
Dat nigga young, what is this nigga 23?
He on''t even remember the "Smurfs" the "Snorks" or nothin'.
Young ass nigga, what is he rappin' about?
What the fuck is he....
what could he be talkin bout right now in 2006 that ain't nobody else talkin' bout?

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New Joc CityAlbum: New Joc City
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I Know You See It - Yung Joc

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Title: I Know You See It
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc


Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I'm like inny meeny minny mo (mo)
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

Now you can call me tipdrill (drill), playing my song (song)
Throw a couple ones, then she throw away her thong (thong)
When she bust it open, take a picture with my phone (with my phone)
She love my cologne, I call it perk body zone (body zone)
Now she pussy poppin', it's goin' down (it's goin' down)
Slap the waitress on the booty, tell her "get another round" (another round)
And when I make it rain, money all over the ground (the ground)
Fresh force ones, Sean John button down (button down)
And then I'm like "oh (oh) boy (boy), a clique fulla stars (stars)"
Big four fifth, big dick, and big cars
At the end of the day, when it's all said and done (done)
I need four freaks 'cause I need more than one (one)

[Chorus:]
Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)
I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (see it)

I'm like inny meeny minny mo
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)
I'm like bim bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
You chewing on the pussy like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

I ain't never been the type to show off in the club (club)
Real laid back poppin' plenty bottles of (of)
Bub, don't smoke but I got much perk (perk)
Get that nigga real high, make him slurp it then burp (hey)
Could you be a groupie? I hear you singin' my song (song)
Like I see you, lemme feel your tongue (lemme feel your tongue)
It's T, miss B nigga, let me get you laced (laced)
Take a step back, blow the pussy in ya face
I ain't talking cush nigga, I'm talking a rat race
So many to choose from, give 'em all a little taste
Gotta house fulla pussy, the madam of hip hop
My bitches are superstars, so gushy you need a mop
Yea

[Chorus:]
Inny meeny minny mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I'm like bim (bim ) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it (see it)

I'm like inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)
I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
You chewing on the pussy like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

I got stacks on deck, snowflakes on my neck
New J's on my feet, make my outfit complete
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I got stacks on deck, niggas love my flow
Got a Mohawk blowin', air forces that glow
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it

Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it (see it)

I'm like inny (inny) meeny (meeny) mo (mo)
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

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Hear Me Coming - Yung Joc

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Title: Hear Me Coming
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc


[Chorus x2]
All the hoes lose they mind when they see me stunting
Dope Boys lose they mind when they hear me coming
All the haters get to running when they hear that choppa drumming, Blllluuupp, blllluup bumping

[Yung Joc]
Y'all ready know, ya ain't even gotta wonder
I was voted number one rapper to drop this summer
A one hit wonder, how the hell ya figure that?
My rhymes like crack, fiends screaming, "Gimmie that!"
I'm being like a monkey, and that '73 dope
Need a desert eagle, reefer smelling like a skunk
Got a bitch named Judy, with a real big booty
Blue star keep a nigga riding cuji
If it's a problem, I suggest you let it go
Got some killas over there, more hellan than the lord
I beat the block up
You can hear me when I'm coming
If it's a problem then the choppers start drumming, drumming

[Chorus x2]

My niggas flip birds
Your niggas flip burgers
My niggas got work
Your niggas just workers
My niggas, we get heard
Your niggas is unheard of
My niggas murder
Your niggas get murdered
My niggas win niggas
Your niggas get drenched
My niggas play the field
Your niggas ride bench
My niggas is quarterbacks
Your niggas just receive
With a single flinch boy, your niggas retreat
My niggas take the coke and they let the shit cook
Your niggas experiment with dope and get hooked
Now ain't that something, let the story get told
As the plot thickens and the script unfolds

[Chorus x2]

I get back around three
We can do it more again
Message to them hater middle finger to the wind
Let my chain swang, with a limp in my walk
Baby hush ya mouth, respect a pimp when he talk
Everybody know that I do it for the hood
Help feed the hungry, now my homies all good
Word on the street, Joc got the heat
Suede on the seat, 28's on the feet
Two bottle of Crys, baby go on spend money
When ya add it up now I'm drinking red money
My wrist gone froze
Make em jump out of they clothes
Go ahead drink tonight, 'cause tomorrow you gotta go

[Chorus x2]

Ha ha ha, nigga
Rookie of the year, play ya position nigga, ya'll fuck boys stop ya husstling, ya'll niggas know how we do it.
Ya'll know what it is.
All the way from the motherfucking west side to the south side nigga.
ML king, Fabora, Four-five, the whole Four block, Three-tweny.
What's up Koolaide? Yeeaahh.
Rest in peace my nigga Steve, Chris Terry, Lil' Mike, Black Horace, we gonna take it to the motherfucking south side nigga.
College Park! Ya know what I'm talking about. Born and raised, Shady P nigga. What it is. I see ya out
there Tony V. Carl Moe, what up nigga? Fresh stat from college park. I see ya nigga. Ain't nothing but
love, ya'll know how we do it. Yung Joc! Block entertainment. Bitch! Shorty Slick, where ya at? Ya up
next nigga. And I'm outta here.

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I'm Him -Yung Joc

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Title: I'm Him
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc


[Chorus x2]
Ever seen a do or die, ride or die nigga (I'm him)
Ever seenn a nigga flip a pie quicka (I'm him)
Have ya ever seen a young, fly nigga (well I'm Him)
Have ya ever (I'm him)
have Ya ever (I'm him)

I'm a grown man,lil boy get gone, dis is my life,my hustle,my song.
Is ya mad, Ima mastermind, hit ya wit da 4-5 leave ya ass absent mind. me a fuck boy?
Dats absent mind, aint nan notha chevy out here fast as mine.
26 no inh wit da Alpine, I meet a bitch, break a bitch in my past time.
Im da truth dog, dats my word, Do ya self a favor, dont get served.
And if ya got questions dis da business,Stay on top of ya competition.
If ya work good, jus hold out.
So, when da drowt come erybody sold out. dats when ya doulbe up den watch it bounce back.
Do dat again times 10 den ya count dat.

[Chorus x2]

In 88' I took ya Jays and ya bomber coat.
Now days its ya jays and bomber coke.
Yall cats turn gangsta on pro toons, Ima professional gangsta wit pro toons.
Ya got beef? Whoa man, ta me u as soft as a woman.
Bitches will never know how i get mine, when I put her on da track better get mine.
Yeah, dats how its done round here, quiet as kept nigga Im da Don round here.
Now check my rapsheet, I aint a convict,
Go jail get rite out, aint dat Don shit.

[Chorus x2]

I know alot of cats, real hood niggas.
Some kill, some steal, some good niggas.
But dey will never be quite like me, I love da mighty dollar dat excites me.
Yung J-O-C come see me. I got heat see it up close,3-D.
I give ya brain freeze, Im so raw.
Like coke turn ya cabbage into cole slaw.
Squeeze tricks, split ya wig ike a mohawk.
Ya brought it on yaself,
Its yo fault.
Now erybody on da block know who did it, but uhh where ya body and da dope?
Man i hide it.

[Chorus x2]

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Flip Flop - Yung Joc

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Title: Flip Flop
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc

[talking]
yea, yung joc listen
here baby yea won't you make ya
move ya best move

[chorus]
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
custom bucket seats baby i knew you would

[cheri]
ridin in ya chevrolet drop top
we can do alot of things wit the top dropped
i see ya flossin like a boss babe
oo suga make me wanna break you off babe

[verse]
shawty wat it is whats on ya mind?
ya miss me fresh out hit da button top recline
im glowing on the pine down martin luther king
im looking like a dream cause the chevy so clean
dem j's on gleam check my gangsta lean
gorillas in my trunk so you know just how im vean?
dem peanut butter guts so plush is wat im used ta hit the turbo booster
the mr. throw the duece up
paint still drippin like it's fresh up out the shower
12 in the cut a couple shots of blunt power?
i rep dat fo' five flat lands eighty V
i skate off in the woods southside shady P (shady p)

[chorus]
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
custom bucket seats baby i knew you would

[verse]
yo, yo pull up in da seven seven cutlas and im throwed
got the swivel seats good shift and flow
underneath the hood gotta fo'54
plus the brain blowed out so i can blow out my dro
chrome pipes roarin like lion in the jungle
be careful not to stumble they know i got that work by the bundle
catch me wit a quarter piece
somethin from the middle east
show em' the decator streets
laid back in these ostrich seats
im in the hood makin deals on the cell phone
peakin at that ass crack bustin out that lil thong
fuck em good grippin wood is how i get my gangsta on
pussy nigga try ima put one in ya thinkin dome

[chorus]
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
custom bucket seats baby i knew you would

[jody breeze]
well ima keep it simple dont i ride clean? (yea)
white cutlas wit the beat down system
all black caddillac parailez on the tire flip flop candypaint the bitches goin wild
my engine gotta hemmy hear me from a mile
to when you see us comin bets believ its goin down
catch me in the city it dont matter what it cost
i can still get it wit the top peeled off
like mj hit mo' mj jacket
mj's on my feet just to match it
p-i-m-p ima keep grindin'
yall keep talking cause ima keep shinin'

[chorus]
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
custom bucket seats baby i knew you would

[cheri]
ridin in ya chevrolet drop top
we can do alot of things wit the top dropped
i see ya flossin like a boss babe
oo suga make me wanna break you off babe

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Patron - Yung Joc

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Title: Patron
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc

[Yung Joc]
(Ohhh!) Uh-huh (Shit! What up Chino Dolla?)
New Joc City (Here it is)
But right now, you 'bout to witness a nigga gone off that Patron
(Heh-heh, aight) I'm talking 'bout seven shots up
Y'knahmtalkinbout? (Seven shots? Woooo-ooh, shit!)
(Boyz N Da Hood) The next round on you nigga, ha ha
Now what I want y'all to do (What'chu want me to do nigga?)
Take that shit to the motherfucking head, to the flo' nigga
Let's go

[Chorus]
I just bought a zone, J's on my feet
I'm on that Patron, so get like me
I just bought a zone, J's on my feet
I'm on that Patron, so get like me
Er-ery'body love me, I'm so fly
Niggaz throw the deuces ery'time I ride by
Er-ery'body love me, I'm so fly
Niggaz throw the deuces ery'time I ride by

[Verse One]
C'mon me tell me what it do, I do it for the A
When the top drop, rock the platinum Cartier
Got that Microsoft so they call me Bill Gates
Ice links 'round my neck looking like I build gates
I'm Mr. Amoco, yeah I got the pumps
Pockets on swoll looking like they got the mumps
I'm 'bout my change, gotta get the riches
From the look of thangs y'all getting JC Penney's
Pass that Patron, the lime's right thurr
Rock with it, lean with it, in my Nike Urr
Wink my eye at your bitch, now she wishing she could touch
See the J's on my feet, and she love the diamond cuts
Fresh to death, everyday like I jumped up out a caskets
Ask Chino Dolla 'bout that dope boy magic
Connected like apartments, keep one in the cartridge
Chevy seats ostrich, name in the carpet

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
I mix Patron and Everglow, I call it anti-freeze
Take one sip her drawers fall to her knees
Mister V.I.P., get it like me
Ice piece on my wife beat I call it Ice-T
Kush by the seven, I call it Mike Vick
She call me officer I hit her with my nightstick
My swag so mean need anger management
You call it what you want I'm on some ol' eleven shit
These niggaz wanna hate, God dammit we can handle it
Mad cause I got juice, call me Tropicana bitch
Joc feel good. Joc buy the bar
Catch me in the hood pimp, rolling on a 'gar
I plead to the judge I'm guilty of the charge
I'ma ballaholic, can't help it I'ma star
You see the yellow ice, you holla oh my God
Trying to guess the price, ehh about thirty large

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Ery'body wanna know, how I do my thang
Yeah I get money and I let my nuts hang
Pull up to curb, cut it to the left
My rims sitting tall 'til I dim the knee steps
I just see what I want, then I go get it
The apple jelly Chevy with the peanut butter in it
So don't get mad, pimp keep it cool
I hang with them goons and the boys keep them tools
I hustle all day, that's just how I live
Stack them big faces, give the strippers dollar bills
Check the dictionary for a P.I.M.P.
And when you look it up, potnah tell me who ya see
Young J-O-C, yeah that's me
Twenty-eight G's, on my feet twenty-three's

[Chorus]

[Outro]
I'm on that Patron, so gone that Patron
So gone that Patron, so get like me
So gone that Patron, so gone that Patron
So gone that Patron, so get like me
Get like me, get like me
So gone that Patron, so get like me

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