[Jermaine Dupri]
Yo, oh, oh, oh

[Flavor Flav:] You’re blind, baby, you’re blind from the facts on who you are’cause you’re watchin’ that garbage.

feat. Kokane
[*Kokane laughing*]

We weren?t afraid of nothingWasn?t nothing we couldn?t doShe held her breath once for seven minutesAnd never turned blue

Mmmmh diamondOhh diamond (diamond)

So long you were wrongThis is itI’m moving on (oooh)It’s my life, can’t stop me nowI’m through with youI see the lightIt feels so right

Written by peter green.
Well, i feel so bad – i wonder what’s wrong with meWell, i feel so bad – i wonder what’s wrong with meI think i’ll call my baby, find out just what the matter can be

feat. Ce’Cile
Uh Oh Loser ! A Wah dat ?Where you at ?Si dem deh Flossing in dem fake platinumA whapen to dem fool deh Ce’cile show dem the sign nuh Low down dirty loserCapital L

(feat. R. Kelly)
[Intro: R. Kelly (Twista)](Kell’s and Twist’) Uhh…Girl it ain’t no other way to describe youYour momma raised you rightYeah, I like that, it’s like

I was born on the muddy waterI didn’t know right from wrongMy mom she said look here sonI’ll show you how it’s doneTake you a woman and treat her rightShe’ll be by your side night and dayThe first time you deceive herYou’ve broken her spellThen I had bad luckLike a fool I fell where I stoodI was walking in the rain with my shoes untiedTryin’ to find a dry place to hideTo hide.

Gotta boogieGotta boogieGotta boogieGotta boogieGotta boogie (gotta boogie)Gotta boogie (gotta boogie)Gotta boogie (gotta boogie)Gotta boogie on my finger and i can’t shake it off

(rod stewart / ron wood)
Spent some time feelin’ inferiorStanding in front of my mirrorCombed my hair in a thousand waysBut i came out looking just the same

They should have put her in the moviesMy little country – cutieShe’s the reason I believe god made blue jeansI was a sticker from the cityWhen I met that little fillyI was six feet tallTill she brought me to my kneesI sold my favoured car for a pick up truckAnd have a drink ChampaignI was a checked straight upWhen you better like Hank hereOr you rather loveWhat’s up?

VERSE 1:Do you thinkYou could fall for a woman like me‘Cause I find it hard to trustI need too muchAnd I really don’t believe in love, no noDo you thinkThat I could be the girl of your dreamsSometimes I don’t let things goGet emotionalAnd sometimes I’m just out of control

[Ice Cube]Damn, I’m sweatin like a nigga at a white woman funeral“Lench Mob..”“Civilize a 85er” -> Grand PubaHuh, break ‘em off somethin“Lench Mob..”“Civilize a 85er” -> Grand PubaCome again, huh“Lench Mob..”“Now we come to the pay-off”“Lench Mob..”And here we go with verse one, J-Dee“Civilize a 85er” -> Grand Puba

(Tosca)(What strange and lovely harmony)

Mama coco hey you’re lookin heavyMama coco ho you’re lookin’ goodMama coco yes i’ve been getting hungry

(words & music by marty robbins)Born in the heat of the desertMy mother died giving me lifeDeprived of the love of a fatherBlamed for the loss of his wifeYou know lord i’ve been in a prisonFor something that i never doneIt’s been one hill after anotherI’ve climbed them all one by one

Uh-uh,C’mon, c’mon, uh-uhC’mon, c’monC’mon, look, c’mon, look

Chorus:Pour me another Tequila Sheila,Take off that red satin dressI cross the border and I beat the dealerFor all the damn gold in Juarez.

(Johnny Cash)
Delia, oh, DeliaDelia all my lifeIf I hadn’t have shot poor DeliaI’d-a had her for my wifeDelia’s gone, one more roundDelia’s gone

If I knew where I was going I’d might already be thereBut I don’t know where I’ve been…Every town seem to look the same…another year has came and went.Runnin’ from yesterday, lookin’ for tomorrow,Let today just pass me by.Searchin’ for the answers, open for suggestions…Still the questions cloud my mind…

He’s in the neighborhoodNeighborhood

C’mon babyC’mon babyC’mon babyC’mon baby

Yeah, ladies and gentleman
Broadcasting live to you and yours

How the great have fallen,See how life has passed them by.Was anybody looking in the crystal ball,When his star was on the rise.

All alone at the end of the of the eveningAnd the bright lights have faded to blueI was thinking ’bout a woman who might haveLoved me and I never knewYou know I’ve always been a dreamer(spent my life running ’round)And it’s so hard to change(Can’t seem to settle down)But the dreams I’ve seen latelyKeep on turning out and burning outAnd turning out the same

The great forerunner of the morn,the herald of the Word, is born;and faithful hearts shall never failwith thanks and praise his light to hail.

feat. Anthony Hamilton
[Syleena]Met him on a SundayOh, it was first day of the rest of my life, ohh(Haven’t been the same, since you called my name, everything has changed)Made me bloom just like a flowerSince the first time we took a showerMade love for hours (ohh)And I could feel the power of your love

Thirteen days on a gig down southWe’ve got enough dope to keep us all happyWe’ve got two girls dancing the pick of the crowdSound man to mix us, make us sound loudSometimes we make money, sometimes we don’t knowThirteen days with life to goBirmingham and Mobile not to Baton RougeSmoking cigarettes and reefer, drinking coffee and boozeSee the sun come up in Georgia, go down in New OrleansNever get to know a woman, except to get in her jeansSometimes we make money, sometimes we don’t knowThirteen days with life to …