Friday, August 25, 2006

Dope Boy Magic - Yung Joc

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Title: Dope Boy Magic
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc

When i drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

I get it nine in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Im fresh ta death everyday like i jumped up out a casket
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

Numba one
Turn a pair of bow jackson raiders two
A fresh pair of mariallen gators three
Out ten niggas is sum hatas b4 its to late
Five shots to ya tataa 6 fully chromed fronted
Cotton candy coated benz 7 grams of
Presidental blowin in tha wind
At 4am tha eight at nine tuch down a beautiful play
In my neighboor hood so what now got one
O left u can snatch it 4 the seven
Nigga keep ya chirp on alert just like nine eleven the
12 kreepin threw the hood like jason keep it moven
Friday 13th but bitch this aint a movie
I was only 14 when i droped my first deal
Made a 2way disapear like david copperfield wala
I recorded thisa 2 15 left dop boi magic we can do tha 15s

When i drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

I get it nine in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Im fresh ta death everyday like i jumped up out a casket
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

Supa calafragiilistic expealidotious
Chino is the dopest worken water liek moses
Tadaow check my footwork its dope boi magic
How it match my ice and t shirt im packin and stackn bread
Duckin and dogen feds a hoe wid sum good head shawty i love dat
It aint no secret just look at my 26s every time u see me
Make u move like russle simmons check my possition
Im the boss of some wise guys wanna know sum well teach u how birds fly
Show u how gats cry trap or ya fuckin die hit it wid da soda
Bring it back wid sum fia fia say OO my look what it done to me
That dope boi magic got me rich as i wanna be
Say OO my look what it done to me got me rich as i wanna be

How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

I get it nine in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Im fresh ta death everyday like i jumped up out a casket
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

Numba one
Turn a pair of bow jackson raiders two
A fresh pair of mariallen gators three
Out ten niggas is sum hatas b4 its to late
Five shots to ya tataa 6 fully chromed fronted
Cotton candy coated benz 7 grams of
Presidental blowin in tha wind
At 4am tha eight at nine tuch down a beautiful play
In my neighboor hood so what now got one
O left u can snatch it 4 the seven
Nigga keep ya chirp on alert just like nine eleven the
12 kreepin threw the hood like jason keep it moven
Friday 13th but bitch this aint a movie
I was only 14 when i droped my first deal
Made a 2way disapear like david copperfield wala
I recorded thisa 2 15 left dop boi magic we can do tha 15s

When i drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

I get it nine in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Im fresh ta death everyday like i jumped up out a casket
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

4 tha last couple years i ben maken dope tracks
Riden threw tha city wida A on my hat
Nitty keep sum work just ask mrs Beat
Say u needa hit nigga come see me
Spend 20 gz i can put u in tha game
My beats cost bird fare nitty got game
Quick to make hit just ask JB
Dope boi millionaire thats me

When i drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

I get it nine in tha mornin by night it just plastic
How u do that i call it dope boi magic
Im fresh ta death everyday like i jumped up out a casket
How u do that i call it dope boi magic

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Songs of Yung Joc:

New Joc CityAlbum: New Joc City
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Don't Play Wit It - Yung Joc

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Title: Don't Play Wit It
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc

[Yung Joc]
What it is man (sup?)
Yung Joc, Block Entertainment
Yeah, you wan' know somethin? (What'chu wanna know nigga?)
I'ma take this motherfuckin time to let y'all niggaz know
I'm tired of playin games.. I'm tired of playin wit'chu man
(Preach on) Y'all niggaz comin up short on your money
Your re-up shit ain't right (nope, nope)
Your grams off nigga, get that shit right
(Tell 'em shawty) Let me talk to y'all

This ain't make believe so why the fuck is you playin
You better listen close to what the fuck I'm sayin
Cause really all it takes is a couple grand
Like AT&T I reach out and I touch a man
Or I can let it go cause it ain't nuttin man
But naw it's the principle so fuck what you sayin
E'ry dollar I want it, e'ry dime I need that
So when it's time to break bread gimme no feedback (shhh)
Cause you don't want to piss me off
And I get to poppin like we poppin Cristal
See I cain't help it, that's just how we get down
Let off a couple rounds, turn your smile to a frown
Yeahhh I know, you think I'm bluffin
'Til I kick the do' and the goons they rush in
Lay down on the flo' where you keep the coke in
You say "I don't know" then your blood start gushin

[Chorus 2X: Yung Joc]
I done told your ass once (once) told your ass twice (twice)
Fuckin with my paper, you're fuckin wit'cha life (wit'cha life)
Don't play with it (blam) don't play with it (blam)
Don't play with it (blam) nigga don't play with it (blam)

[Big Gee]
Here he come once again Mr. Murder Man
Smokin on the purple bad, pistol in my other hand
Fuckin with my rubberbands get your ass murdered fast
Chop you up and chop ya, then stuff ya in a duffel bag
Ride wit'cha in the trunk 'til ya smellin bad
Get your daughter after class, ride by snatch her ass
I know a pussy nigga owe me a couple stack
Pop him like he never had, but the nigga holdin back (nah)
I ain't trippin now I'm lettin 'em pass, got that ass
So I'm in the good, nigga smokin like a thermostat
Flashin hella stacks, pie nigga Pontiac
Actin for these hoes with my money, what kinda shit is that?
I ain't feelin that, pay me for my fuckin pack
E'ry dime off e'ry zone, don't gimme that (nah)
See it time for the chrome, go on pull it out
Sad Sunday service for the sucker in the parking lot

[Chorus]

[Yung Joc]
Better know the repercussions fuckin with my dividends
Yeah I got a hitman for the hitmen
Leave your baby momma numb and I touch many fans
If ye ain't tryin to see it I suggest you start prayin
All I'm sayin; don't try to play me like I'm soft
Treat you like mosquitoes when I skeet you with that Off
That Joc crawl blood, nigga call me Red Cross
Leave your wig leakin like you spilled spaghetti sauce

[repeat 2X]
Fuckin with my paper - ye ain't right
I'ma send them gators - in the middle of the night
Let 'em split your tater - in front your wife
No one can save ya - put out your lights

[Chorus]

[voice speaking over Chorus to end]
C'mon man
That ain't how you do the shit bruh
Out'chea playin with a nigga money and shit
That ain't the shit to be fuckin with
It's hard out'chea in these streets nigga
Fuckin people fuckin wit'cha
Niggaz rattin and shit
That ain't what's up dawg
It's the big dawg Diesel
Yung Joc in the building, ya heard me?

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Songs of Yung Joc:

New Joc CityAlbum: New Joc City
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Do Ya Bad - Yung Joc

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Title: Do Ya Bad
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc

[Chorus]
If it's a problem
Gon' let me know
And if it ain't shit
Nigga gon let it go
But while it's on my mind
I need to let you know
Them choppas on deck
And I ain't afraid to let em' go
Yea I'll do ya do ya (do ya bad do ya bad) [4x]

[Verse:]
[2x]
You on that dumb shit, ain't wit it man
That's the main reason murders get committed man
It can go down any minute man
Whole squad jump out that black on black many man

So you betta be quick and on ya toes
Where dem choppa bullets stop nobody knows
Babies crying niggas dying all ova da place
Mamma crying cuz his blood all ova her face
This is not a game this is not a test
Swiss cheese ya brain mayne you be laid to rest
I'll bust yo head ask questions lata
Throw yo duces sianara to you hatas

[Chorus]

[Verse:]
I don't know ya bitch she don't know me either
I suggest you keep it moving if you wanna keep her
You don't want these problems that's a bad idea
Machetti have ya ass running like diarrhea
Nobody move nobody get hurt, shit
If I pull dat tube errybody hit da dirt
Look dis could be da boy dat if you only keep it coo nigga act like you growing steady still in middle
Schoo nigga you don't really want dis beef bra put in back in the freeza
You'll freeze up when I pull the heat then squeeze pull them knees up
This is not a game this is not a test slow ya roll fo' you be laid to rest

[Chorus]

[Verse:]
I'll sell you wet dope just to make it weigh rite
Call dem boys set you up in broad daylight
Yea I'll bang ya bitch I'll do you bad
9 months later now she screaming your da dad
If you loose ya bun say I neva found da shit
If I owe ya guap pay ya ass wit counterfeit
Oh yea I'll flex ya nigga don't think I can't
Have my broad put some suga in ya gas tank
Cut your break line slash ya back tire
When ya crank ya car ya engine catch fire
Now I don't know what you been told
But these are brief descriptions of how this hood goes

[Chorus]

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Songs of Yung Joc:

New Joc CityAlbum: New Joc City
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He Stayed In Trouble (Interlude) - Yung Joc

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Title: He Stayed In Trouble (Interlude)
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc


[Griff]
Yo I can't here no music.
[laughing...clears throught]
What's this say here?
They wanna know about this young man,
well I'ma tell you about this young man, real fast.
Cause that's what happens to everybody,
they always wanna know what somebody else is doin', so here it go.
From the westside
AND the southside of Atlanta, Georgia, I bring you.....a trend setta.....
Chino Doller's potna......Ms. B Fantley.....
Block Entertainment's own....
From Harper Highschool, Bannica Highschool.
This nigga went to open campus, he stayed in trouble.

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New Joc CityAlbum: New Joc City
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Goin' Down - Yung Joc

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Title: Goin' Down
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc


[Lil Boi]
This a nitty beat (boing)

[Nitty]
Here we go again
Ghettoville U.S.A. (uh Oh)
You know I got by the name nitty right (uh huh)
I gotta introduce you to another motherfucker out my squad right (who dis nigga mane)
Dis nigga go by the name of Joc (Joc?)
He resides in College Park (College Park cp)
But for right now what we gotta do for y'all (what we gonna do)
We gotta give y'all a hit (huh)

[Verse 1]
Niggaz in my face
Damn near er' day
Asking a million questions like
Joc where ya stay
Tell 'em College Park
Where they chop cars
Eat 20 grand spend a grand at the bar
Jest bought a zone jays on my feet
I'm on that patron so get like me
69 cutlass wit the bucket seats
Beat in my trunk bought it just for the freaks
Catch me in the hood posted at the sto
Pistol in my lap on the phone counting dough
If a girl choose let her do her thang
Just like her mama nice ass, nice brain
Er'body love me I'm so fly
Niggaz throw the deuces er'time I ride by
I know ya wonder why
I'm so cool
Don't ask me just do what cha do (ok)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Meet me in the trap its going down
Meet me in the mall its going down
Meet me in the club its going down
Any where ya meet me guaranteed to go down

[verse 2]
Verse numba 2 do the damn thang
Cubes on my neck pockets full of ben frank
When I'm in the mall hoes just pause
I pop a few tags give me that on the wall
Time to flip the work make the block bump
Boys from the hood call me black Donald Trump
Dope Boy Magic seven days a week
Numba one record long as nitty on the beat
Oh I thank they like me betta yet I know
Lights camera action when I walk through the door
Niggaz know my crew we certified stars
Valet in the front 'bout 35 cars
Bitches in the back
Black beamer coups
Girls like girls time to recruit
If ya got a problem say it to my face
We can knuckle up any time any place

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Time to set it off let these nigga know
Have ya every seen a Chevy wit the butterfly doors?
I ride real slow no need to speed
Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
Feds on my trail but they don't thank I know
I keep my hands clean cuz I never touch dope
Every time I see 'em look 'em in the eye
Ask 'em how I know its me surprise!
Put it in the air rep where ya stay
Take a step back blow the kush in they face
Stunting is a habit let 'em see the karats
I'ma make it rain nigga I ain't scared to share it

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Yung Joc...
Nitty strikes again
This a Nitty beat
Playmaker
So So Def motherfucker

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Songs of Yung Joc:

New Joc CityAlbum: New Joc City
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New Joc City (Intro) - Yung Joc

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Title: New Joc City (Intro)
Album: New Joc City
Artist: Yung Joc

[movie announcer]
Now showing
New Joc City, starring Yung Joc, A-T-L's most wanted
In an action packed movie about gunfights
grinding, the ol' trap, and most of all, getting money

[Yung Joc]
Oh you already know what it is folk
Hey folk, y'all niggaz watch out, dope boy's comin

Let me paint a picture, here's the backdrop
Niggaz on the block with a sock full of rocks
My intuition tells me, here come the cops
First nigga run, last nigga get knocked
A couple hours later when it's time to get funded
Ten percent of food stamps cost you fo' hundred
I had to use a alias cause I'm a most wanted
Now I'm back in the Chevy on the pedal and I'm runnin

[announcer] New Joc City!
[dispatcher] 210, we have a visual on the subject
[the police] Roger that
(Five-oh nigga!) Nigga I see 'em that's five-oh nigga
(Oh shit!) Nigga that's five-oh (Run nigga!)

[Yung Joc]
Now I gotta switch up cause my trap on fire
It's hot like the thermostat was set on high
I need another spot just to stash those pies
I'ma juice the first down hoe that rode by
I'ma tell ya like this, watch yourself bruh
The first time she get wrong it time to check her
Even though she lick me from my balls to my neck up
I gotta watch myself cause this could be a set up

[announcer] The saga continues
[loud knocking on door]
[Yung Joc] Baby see who the fuck who it is
[the broad] I don't know!
[Yung Joc] You got, you got somebody comin over here?
[the broad] Nah, I mean, you know nobody comin this late
[Yung Joc] Man, who the fuck is that man
[Yung Joc] Them motherfuckers actin
[glass breaking]
[Yung Joc] like they tryin to get in though man - OH SHIT!

[Yung Joc]
That's when the do' swang open like WHAM
Niggaz pointin choppers at me like Uncle Sam
Thankin to myself "What the fuck, God damn"
I sho' hop to God that this nigga chopper jam
I'm lookin at him crazy, I don't know what to tell him
He put the chopper to the back of my cerebellum
I tell him, the block's in that box on the flo'
But if you touch that bitch the whole house gon' explode

[announcer] New Joc City!
[computer] 10 seconds 'til detenation
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, goodbye
(kaboom)
[announcer] This has been another Bad Boy South
[announcer] Block Entertainment production
[announcer] Now showing in your local fucking hood

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Songs of Yung Joc:

New Joc CityAlbum: New Joc City
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Yung Joc

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Thursday, August 24, 2006

Get Up - Ciara

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Title: Get Up
Album:
Artist: Ciara

[Jazze Phae]
Ladies and gentlemen!
Ciara

[Verse 1]
He said
'Hi, my name is so and so
Baby can you tell me yours?
You look like you came to do
One thing (Set it off)'
I started on the left
And I had to take him to the right
He was out of breath
But he kept on dancin' all night

[Pre-hook]
You trying, admit it
But you just can fight the feeling inside
You know it
And I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me

[Hook]
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

[Verse 2]
I said 'Ciara's on you radio,
Everybody turn it up'
Spicy just like hot sauce
Careful, you might burn it up
You can do the pop lock
Rag-top, don't stop
That's the way you gotta get
Get it, make ya body rock

[Pre-hook]
You trying, admit it
But you just can beat the feeling inside
You know it
Cuz I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me

[Hook]
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

[Bridge]
Ooh, I love the way you vibe with me
Dance with me forever
We can have a good time, follow me
To the beat together
You and me, one on one
Breakin' it down
You can't walk away now
We got to turn this place out

[Chamillionaire Rap]
It's the kid that stay ridin' big
The one the police tried to catch ridin' dirty
In the club before eleven o'clock
Like I'm trying to catch a dime kinda early
Lookin' thick her hair brown and curly
She love the way my ride shining pearly
City boys say she fine a pretty
In the country boys say she fine and 'purrty'
My pockets thick as green, it's curvy
And the ladies know soon as they see my jewelry
If bein' fresh to death is a crime
I think it's time for me to see the jury

[Chamillionaire]
They know Chamillionaire stay on the grind
A hustla like me is hard to find
I ain't really impressed, yes
Unless it's about some dollar signs
Ain't really no need to call you fine
I know you be hearin' that all the time
I'm watchin' you do ya step, do ya step
Yep it's going down

[Hook]
Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!

I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby
I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby

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Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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Roll Wit You - Ciara

>> C >> Ciara

Title: Roll Wit You
Album:
Artist: Ciara

[Intro]
Yo french i wanna hear that
Uh its your girl Ciara
I like that uh
O heres another one,o yea another one
Uh-huh uh-huh uh uh uh uh
Uh-huh uh-huh yea

[Verse 1]
So off the chain i cant explain the things you do
You got me buggin'

Im into you so into you
I know its you
And theres no doubt about it

The way you ball is out of control
The game you talk is whoa whoa
So wicked im wit it
Uh feelin' you yo and thats whats up

[Hook]
Everything i want boy you know you got it
Lookin my way ayo
I just might and holla
Oh oh
You look so good boy i wanna know
Can a girl roll wit you

Everything i want boy you know you got it
Lookin my way ayo
I just might and holla
Oh oh
You look so good boy i wanna know
Can a girl roll wit you

[Verse 2]
The baggy jeans the way you bling
Those aint the things that makes me want you
I like you cuz the thug in ya’s so real wit yours
And you keeps it gangsta

The way you ball is out of control
The game you talk is whoa whoa
So wicked im wit it
I rolls wit ya and thats whuts up

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
You holdin guns with me
Don’t act like you don’t want to see what you need
Don’t need to be this way
I take it easy call me if you need me
Let me be your baby treat me like a lady
Cuz im the kind of girl that will die for you
No matter what there aint nowhere i wont go for you
And thats for sho
I can be your baby
Treat me like a lady
Let me be your girl slim sugar

[Hook x2]
Heres another one yea another one
Heres another one yea another one
Uh uh uh uh

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Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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Goodies - Ciara

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Title: Goodies
Album:
Artist: Ciara

[Ciara]
My Goodies, My Goodies, My Goodies
Not my goodies!

[Verse 1: Petey Pablo]
I got a sick reputation for handling broads
All I need is me a few seconds or more.
And it's a wrap
Tell Valet to bring my Lac
And I ain't coming back
So you can put a car right there.
I'm the truth
And ain't got nothin' to prove.
An you can ask anybody
Cuz they seen me do it.
Barricades, I run right through 'em
I'm used to 'em.
Throw all the dirt you want it's no use.
You still won't have a pinup in a fabulous room
On her back pickin' out baskets of fruit.
(I love you boo)
Yeah freaky Petey love you too.
Ha Ha
You know how I do..

[Hook: Ciara]
You may look at me and think that I'm
Just a young girl
But I'm not just a young girl.
Baby this is what I'm lookin' for:
Sexy, independent,
Down to spend it type that's gettin' his dough
I'm not being too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it.

[Chorus: Ciara]
I bet you want the goodies.
Bet you thought about it.
Got you all hot and bothered.
Mad cause I talk around it.
Looking for the goodies
Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh

[Verse 2: Ciara]
Just because you drive a Benz
I'm not going home with you.
You won't get no nookie or the cookies
I'm no rookie.
If you ain't
Sexy, independent
I ain't wit' it so you already know.
I'm not being too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it
You may talk slick
Tryna hit
But I'm not dumb
I'm not being too dramatic it's just how I gotta have it

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Petey Pablo]
So damn hot but so young.
Still got milk on ya tongue
Slow down lil one
And you ain't got it all
Hey shawty
You think you bad but you ain't bad
I'll show you what bad is.
Bad is when you capable of beatin' the baddest.
I been workin' at it ever since i came to this planet
And I ain't quite there yet but I'm gettin' better at it.
Matter of fact,
Lemme tell it to you one mo' again
All I got to do is tell a girl who I am (Petey!)
Ain't naa chick in here dat I can't have
Bada boom bada bam ba bam!

[Verse 4: Ciara]
You're insinuating that I'm hot
But these goodies boy are not
Just for any of the many men that's tryna get on top.
No you can't call me later
And I don't want your number.
I'm not changin' stories
Just respect the play I'm callin'.

[Chorus (2X)]
Uh...Yeah...Uh...Yeah Uh Uh Uh

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Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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1, 2 Step - Ciara

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Title: 1, 2 Step
Album:
Artist: Ciara

[Intro]
Ladies and gentlemen (Ladies and gentlemen)
This is a Jazze Phizal (Jazze Phizal) productshizzle,
Missy (Missy),
The princess is here,
(She's here) Ciara, This beat is

[Verse 1]
Automatic supersonic hypnotic funky fresh,
Work my body so melodic,
This beat flows right through my chest,
Everybody ma and pappi came to party,
Grab somebody, work your body, work your body,
Let me see you 1,2 step

[Hook]
Rock it, don't stop it,
Everybody get on the floor,
Wake the party up,
We about to get it on,
(Let me see ya'll)
1,2 step,
(I love it when ya'll)
1,2 step
(Everybody)
1,2 step,
We about to get it on,
This beat is

[Verse 2]
Outrageous so contagious make you crave it,
(Jazze made it),
So retarded, top charted,
Ever since the day I started,
Strut my stuff,
And yes I flaunt it,
Goodies make the boys jump on it
(Jump on it),
No I can't control myself,
Now let me do my 1,2 step

[Hook]

(We goin'to step it like this. Oooohwee)

[Bridge]
It don't matter to me,
We can dance slow
(Ladies and gentlemen),
Whichever way the beats drop,
Our bodies will go
(I like this ah),
So swing it over here,
Mr. DJ,
(Hey,Hey),
And we will, we will rock you up
It don't matter to me,
We can dance slow
(Dance slow yeah),
Whichever way the beats drop,
Our bodies will go,
So swing it over here,
Mr. DJ,
(Ladies and gentlemen),
And we will, we will rock you,
Lets shake

[Missy]
I shake it like jello,
And make the boys say hello,
Cause they know im rockin' the beat
(Rocking the beat),
I know you heard about a lot of great MC's,
But they ain't got nothing on me (nothing on me),
Because im 5 foot 2,
I wanna dance with you,
And im sophisticated fun,
I eat filet mignon,
And I'm nice and young,
Best believe im number one
(Whoa)

[Hook 2x]

This is for the hearing impaired,
A Jazze Pha production, (oooohweee), (oooohwee)

>> C >> Ciara

Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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Thug Style - Ciara

>> C >> Ciara

Title: Thug Style
Album:
Artist: Ciara

You changed the game
I like your thug style

Hey you its me turn the music down
So you can hear my invitation
La la la.. la la-la la-la la la… la la
Now what I want u to do is come through the crib right now
Without hesitation
La la la.. la la-la la-la la la… la la

So don’t ask me what I want
Cuz I want u to hurry up
And get over here to see me
Act just like u need me
Hurry hurry hurry
Got ten minutes

[Bridge:]
Tick tock
Where u at
Looking at my clock its about that time
Knock knock
There u is
I’ve been waiting on u for a long long time
Baby don’t stop stop
I don’t mind if u make me hot hot
Cuz imma keep your love on lock lock
Lock ooh ohh yeah

[Chorus:]
U changed the game
I like your thug style
When im around u
U always make me smile
Make me so excited
Come on don’t deny me
Oohh let's take our time
Oohh lets do it right
U changed the game I like your thug style

Now my parents are gone
I know you can't believe its me who needed to see u
La la la.. la la-la la-la la la… la la
Nobodys home we can kick it all night
I no that u don’t have a curfew
La la la.. la la-la la-la la la… la la
Now don’t move too fast
But don’t move too slow
Baby catch the rhythm that im giving u
Ooh I love the rhythm
I’m feelin u

[Repeat bridge + chorus]

The thug in you
that’s got me wantin u like I do
Baby now I cant wait for your love
I anticipate ooh
Baby just tell your friends that you wont be with them tonight
Baby its u and me so put your hands up and feel this ooh

[Repeat chorus]

>> C >> Ciara

Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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Hotline - Ciara

>> C >> Ciara

Title: Hotline
Album:
Artist: Ciara

Turn me up
Bangladesh, bang the bass
yeah...
sho nuff

C I A R A LETS GO

Ooh im so glad u came
Cause u are the cutest thing
Beauty should be ur name
And i should be your lady baby
Tell me where you been all my life
Cuz ur so sexy and i,
Like to make u the one
Baby heres my number

[Chorus]
Call me up
Hot line i got some conversation
I can be your operator
Baby you should call me later
Because you are so fine
I hope that your not playin
Cuz im lovin wat ur sayin
Baby dontcha keep me waitin
Call me up hotline
You are so fine yeaa your so fine
I can be ur operator
Call me up hot line you are so fine
Your so fine dontcha keep me waitin call me up

[Verse 2]
Listen, dont tell me nething (uh uh) keep it real wit me (uh huh)
U say ur single and
Ur ready to mingle
Ur sayin the rite things baby
Man i want u so bad
Gotta make u my man
Ur wat i need in my life
Baby theres no time to waste
I said all i wana say
You kno that im feelin u
I kno that ur feelin me
Page me now dont wana stop
Anything for u and i
Be there when u need me baby anytime u need me

[Chorus]

This one is for all my single folks we guna get down
Take it to the floor
Rite now take it to the floor
All the ones in love we gon get down take it to the floor
Rite now take it to the floor

[Chorus]

Call me up thats wassup call me up mm mm call me up

>> C >> Ciara

Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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Oh - Ciara

>> C >> Ciara

Title: Oh
Album:
Artist: Ciara

[Verse 1:]
This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like

[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

[Verse 2:]
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
Still smoke hundred spokes, wood-grain armor-all
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like

[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin’ down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha ‘Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin’ what’s happenin’, huh?
I don’t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin’, face-crackilin’ huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin’ dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, run it back cuz tha song is called

[Hook: (2x)]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

>> C >> Ciara

Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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Pick Up The Phone - Ciara

>> C >> Ciara

Title: Pick Up The Phone
Album:
Artist: Ciara

Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huhuh huh
Where u at boy
Where u at boy
[Hook:]
Ohh I've been callin u
night long and im becoming
best friends with the dial
tone cuz u not pickin up the
phone
[Verse:]
I called ya cell and ya home
and still i sit here alone
boy u got me wonderin where
u at where u goin and where
u been here i go again
dialin ya number thinkin how
u just wont pick up the phone
[Chorus:]
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone boy
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone boy
pick up the phone
pick up
i kno u see me on ya caller
i.d. so pick up the P-H-O-N-E
pick up the phone boy
pick up the phone
I yiyiyi
[Bridge:]
I said u know it would be
nice (thats right) if u can
call somebody and let
somebody know that u
alright whooo u know ya
dead wrong (yes u are) for
sendin me straight to
voicemail cuz if it was my
phone and i did the same
u'd be raisin all kind of
hell (ooh ooh) called the
second time it go...
[background noise]
like u on the other line
run game on a rookie cuz
im too sharp for that why
dont u pick up the phone?
[Chorus:]
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone boy
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone boy
pick up the phone
pick up
i kno u see me on the
caller i.d. so pick up the
P-H-O-N-E
pick up the phone boy
pick up the phone
I yiyiyi
[Bridge:]
I said u know it would be
nice (thats right) if u can
call somebody and let
somebody know that u alright
whooo hey now dont act line
dat i kno u got my message
boy call me back hey now
dont act wrong be a real G
and pick up the phone [2x]
[Chorus:]
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone boy
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
pick up the phone boy
pick up the phone
pick up
i kno u see me on the caller i.d. so pick up the P-H-O-N-E
pick up the phone boy
pick up the phone
I yiyiyi [2x]

>> C >> Ciara

Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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Lookin' At You - Ciara

>> C >> Ciara

Title: Lookin' At You
Album:
Artist: Ciara


Stop movin’ a bump bump, yeah
Let’s ride
Please make it hot (mmm)
Thugs make it hot (uh huh)
Get it crunk from begin to end
Get on the floor bet it bump more
shake it mami

Stop movin’ a bump bump, yeah
Let’s ride
Please make it hot (mmm)
Thugs make it hot (uh huh)
Get it crunk from begin to end
Get on the floor bet it bump more (c’mon)
shake it mami

So nice to meet cha’
Cause everything about cha’
Says you're my type and I love it
So good to see ya’
Cause everything about cha’s right
And I like it
I can’t take my eyes off you
Ohhh, you got me thinking’
What I might do when
When we leave here together
Oh, homie your so fine
And on my mind

I ain’t gon’ lie your kinda hot
You got my attention and it takes a lot
Baby you turn me on
I’m not gon’ letcha lone
All I want to do
Is to get to know you betta
Im’a ghetto girl that can do whateva
Then say it’s all good
C’mon now yes you would

I’m looking’ at chu
Me and my girls
And your homeboy’s too
I can dig that cause I’m into you
So act like you hear me
Cause I’m hollerin’ at chu
So c’mon baby

I’m looking’ at chu
Me and my girls
And your homeboy’s too
I can dig that cause I’m into you
So act like you hear me
Cause I’m hollerin’ at chu
So c’mon baby

Are you there baby
I’ll hold it down if you let me
Baby, I’ma rider (ohh, baby)
And I’ma good girl
And I’m rollin’
You can’t live without it
Now let me break it down

I’ma nice girl
She a in the past girl
But If I’m next
I’ll swear i'll be your last girl
Now don’t chu go thinking’ I’ma fast girl
But I’m that girl, OHHHH

I ain’t gon’ lie your kinda hot
You got my attention and it takes a lot
Baby you turn me on
I’m not gon’ letcha lone
All I want to do
Is to get to know you betta
Im’a ghetto girl that can do whateva
Then say it’s all good
C’mon now yes you would

I’m looking’ at chu
Me and my girls
And your homeboy’s too
I can dig that cause I’m into you
So act like you hear me
Cause I’m hollerin’ at chu
So c’mon baby

I’m looking’ at chu
Me and my girls
And your homeboy’s too
I can dig that cause I’m into you
So act like you hear me
Cause I’m hollerin’ at chu
So c’mon baby

Boy, yes you is
I can see it in your eyes
You need a girl that
Will have you be luvin’ you babe
Ohhhh
I said It’s real
How I feel
I won’t let chu hide from me
Cause I know you're so right for me, yeah...

I’m looking’ at chu
Me and my girls
And your homeboy’s too
I can dig that cause I’m into you
So act like you hear me
Cause I’m hollerin’ at chu
So c’mon baby

I’m looking’ at chu
Me and my girls
And your homeboy’s too
I can dig that cause I’m into you
So act like you hear me
Cause I’m hollerin’ at chu
So c’mon baby

>> C >> Ciara

Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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Ooh Baby - Ciara

>> C >> Ciara

Title: Ooh Baby
Album:
Artist: Ciara

[verse 1]
Everytime I look up
He be slidin' through in the F150 pickup
On them things shinin' with the crazy bangin' system
Laid back reclinin' with his arm up out the window like OOH
Everytime he calls I pick up
When he doesn't I be quick to double check my signal
Hold it out the window and pull up my antenna
Im so gone gotta hit em, Im infatuated wit em
And ooh I never felt this before
[chorus]
Ooh Ooh Baby
Ooh Ooh Baby
Dont know what to do wit chu baby
You just got me actin' so crazy
And I think this could be love
This could be love
Ooh Ooh Baby
Ooh Ooh Baby
I just cant say no to you baby
Whateva you want Im so gone I cant think
And I think it might be love
This could be love
[verse 2]
Say baby you're like
Part of the puzzle I been missin' all of my life
You're like a brother but my lover you my get right
Im like an addict gotta have it
When I go my body goes UH OH, OH NO
See you give me such a good vibe
When the drama sittin' ridin' on the B ride

I'll still be wit ya even if ya pockets aint tight
I may be young but I know love and you're the one
And boy you really got me feelin' so right
[chorus]
[bridge]
Ooh Ooh Baby
Ooh Baby Baby
Got me actin' up
Im diggin' on you
I dont know what to do
Ooh Baby
Ooh Baby Baby
Got me actin' up
Dont know what to do, you got me so in love
Cause Im diggn' on you
Im so in love
[chorus]
[2x]

>> C >> Ciara

Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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Next To You - Ciara

>> C >> Ciara

Title: Next To You
Album:
Artist: Ciara

[Ciara:]
I hope I don’t make you mad, with what I’m ‘bout to say boy
Here we are once again, and I’m havin second thoughts boy
I’m not messin' with your head, but I changed my mind boy
I don’t know why I’m here, the same time I want you near
If you want me to leave, I will understand
See I will just have to respect your wishes boy
'Cause if I stay ain't no tellin' what may happened boy
Although you look so good to me, it's best that I leave

[Chorus:]
I’m scared of being next to you, because of what I think I might do
Boy you're turnin' me on right now, I can’t get down like that right now
I don’t want to disturb the flow, but this is not my M.O.,
Hold up, wait a minute, we’re movin' too fast
I want somethin' like this here to last.

[R. Kelly:]
Don’t say no baby, not right now baby,
I want you to be my lady, you got me goin’ crazy

[Ciara:]
Well I guess I’ll stay for a minute, then I have to go boy
This moment is so temptin’, right now it’s not what I want boy
Maybe if we just embrace, with a simple kiss boy
But that'll only make things worse, hope I’m not gettin’ on your nerves boy
I just wanted to be right for the both of us
You don’t have to say a thing to make me comfortable
Boy, you make me so weak when you look at me
Right now I’m a little confused, I think it's best that I refuse

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
Supposed to be playin' cards, or watchin' a movie
But we keep lockin' eyes boy, now why are you tryin' to tease me?
This room is gettin' heated, won't you open up a window?
I think that I should go now, 'cause I can't take this no more

[Chorus x3]

>> C >> Ciara

Songs of Ciara :

Album:
Goodies 1, 2 Step/Goodies
Album: Goodies
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