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  • Whitesnake – Lie Down (a Modern Love Song) Lyrics

    LIE DOWN (A MODERN LOVE SONG)
    You got the smile of a Mona Lisa,
    know it all an’ giving nothing away
    you make the sins of a vestal virgin,
    look nothing more that a roll in the hay.
    So lie down, i think I love you,
    lie down, I think I care.
    Lie down, I think I love you,
    lie down, I think I care.
    You give an air of the Dolce Vita,
    society’s made a queen out of you.
    Casanova couldn’t take all your virtue
    but rock’n’roll is gonna steal it from you.
    So lie down, I think I love you,
    lie down, I think I care.
    Lie down, I think I love you,
    lie down, I think I care.
    Come on, girl, it’ll be alright,
    easy does it nice and slow.
    Woah, you know, m am a, that tonight’s the night,
    come on and let your feelings show.

    Take a look in the mirror,
    tell me what you see.
    If it ain’t sweet surrender
    you can blame it on somebody, not the devil in me.
    So lie down, I think I love you,
    lie down, I think I care.
    Lie down, I think I love you,
    lie down, I think I care.
    Take a look in the mirror,
    tell me what you see.
    If it ain’t sweet surrender
    you can blame it on somebody, not the devil in me.
    Lie down, I think I love you,
    lie down, I think I care.
    Lie down, I think I love you,
    lie down, I think I care.
    Lie down, I think I love you,
    lie down, I think I care.
    Lie down, I think I love you,
    lie down, I think I care.
    – David Coverdale & Micky Moody


  • Luke Combs – I Got Away With You lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    Well I got caught in Panama City
    Tryin’ to buy some beer for some Georgia girls
    And I got wore out by my daddy
    For stealin’ cigarettes from the Smokes and More
    And all my friends would get away
    Seems I’d get caught, plain as day
    I took the blame for every little thing

    [Chorus]
    But I got away with you
    And somehow I still ain’t been found out
    It’s a crazy truth
    Like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz
    And I walked in the Louvre
    Now the Mona Lisa’s hanging in my house
    I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels
    And I got away with you

    [Verse 2]
    Well lookin’ like you do
    On its damn own, should be a crime
    Let a lonely fool like me
    Hand in hand with you, should be doin’ time
    But here we are runnin’ free
    Guess someone turned the other cheek
    ‘Cause there ain’t no blue lights in the rear-view

    [Chorus]
    Yes, I got away with you
    And somehow I still ain’t been found out
    It’s a crazy truth
    Like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz
    And I walked in the Louvre
    Now the Mona Lisa’s hanging in my house
    I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels
    And I got away with you

    [Bridge]
    I’ll take it all, the fails, the falls
    The county jails and one phone calls
    I’d do it all again if I had to

    [Chorus]
    ‘Cause I got away with you
    Somehow girl, I still ain’t been found out
    It’s a crazy truth
    Like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz
    And I walked in the Louvre
    Now the Mona Lisa’s hanging in my house
    I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels
    And I got away with you
    When I got away with you
    Yeah, I got away with you


  • Skooly – Friend Watch

    [Intro]
    Uh huh, uh huh
    Yeah, okay, look

    [Verse 1]
    Different type of nigga, I want different type of figures
    Make a Christian read the bible, have her screaming out the scriptures, look
    Ain’t no fuckin’ riddle, I got Benihana extras
    I got armor issues, different niggas wanna harm a nigga
    They say daddy who’s your son? I’m like all I do is stunt
    Hop out Rubicon, rockin’ Louboutins, I’m shooting guns
    Concrete, make your heart beat, hard for you to beat us
    Fucked a bitch for her fuckin’ features, almost had a fetus
    I’m your teacher, I’m your fuckin’ teacher, I’m so conceited
    And my bitch she’s a fuckin’ diva, no Mona Lisa
    Poured a three in my fuckin’ liter, I can’t feel my fuckin’ features
    And I was taught not to fear no evil, I grew up with regals, ooh
    Ooh, ooh, fear no evil, I grew up with regals
    This is how it is, this is how I am now, uh
    Trifling ass bitch, don’t text me from her man house, okay
    Make her leg lock, make sure that her leg stop (pin her down)
    Flintstone shit, make her fucking bed rock

    [Chorus]
    Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
    Spin that ass round, make her fucking head pop
    Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
    Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
    Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
    Spin that ass round, make her fucking head pop
    Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
    Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop

    [Verse 2]
    Different type of glamour, I need different type of cameras
    Talking different type of standards, ain’t no motherfucking amateur
    Plus I bought her sandles, plus I’m from Atlanta
    Got her Gucci bag, told her get my coochie bad
    It ain’t no war, we beat ’em, it ain’t no boss can feed us
    Bitch I’m a dog I feed ya, bitch I’m a dog I eat ya
    I’ma go insane (ride back), I’m off the chain (aw man)
    Look at her frame (goddamn), look at her frame (goddamn)
    Okay, I done upped my figures, bout to give your ho the business
    Got her trippin’, in here strippin’, ’bout to give my partner feelings
    Better watch your bitch, got it, got your bitch, this is not your bitch
    Yeah I got her in here ironing shit, in here lining shit
    Yeah she fine as shit, in here fine as shit, in here high and shit
    In here hidin’ shit like bitch that’s not my shit
    Bitch you trifling, bitch you nosy, man the fine glass
    Baby fine as shit, and I can’t try the bitch ’cause she be signing shit
    At the door, I got plenty more, rock out any show
    I was broke, mama was always home, daddy was selling dope
    Got a ho, got another ho, hot yellow ho
    In her mind, I get in her spine, got her grabbin’ roles

    [Chorus]
    Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
    Spin that ass round, make her fucking head pop
    Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
    Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
    Pin her ass down, make her fucking friend watch
    Spin that ass round, make her fucking head pop
    Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop
    Don’t turn that shit down, ain’t nobody said stop


  • Better Than Ezra – Extra Ordinary lyrics

    I got a little bit of hope, like a soap on a rope
    Sweeter than sour gettin’ thinner by the hour
    Fallin’ fast and I’m runnin’ out of gas
    Noggin’ on your sister smart as Bobby Fisher
    Still I couldn’t get arrested
    Though I got more hooks than Madonna got looks
    Just like that ac/Dc song, “C’mon baby, shake me all night long”

    All I wanna do
    Is get up early in the morning (oh I love you baby)
    And all I gotta say to you
    Is your love’s extra ordinary
    You’re extra ordinary baby

    Somebody pushed me through the door
    I’ve been sleepin’ on the floor
    31 flavors listen to the neighbors through the wall
    And a deputant ball
    Use a lot on Visa got a Mona Lisa
    So much for the late brand
    ‘Cause your money’s spent and it’s cold inside
    Just like that Barenaked Ladies song “I’m hot like a sabbe when I’m next to your body”

    All I wanna do
    Is get up early in the morning (oh I love you baby)
    And all I gotta say to you
    Is your love’s extra ordinary
    You’re extra ordinary baby

    (Your love’s such a sweet thing
    Your love’s such a sweet thing)

    All I wanna do
    Is get up early in the morning (oh I love you baby)
    And all I gotta say to you
    Is your love’s extra ordinary
    You’re extra ordinary baby

    All I wanna do
    Is get up early in the morning (oh I love you baby)
    And all I gotta say to you
    Is your love’s extra ordinary
    You’re extra ordinary


  • Jesse Malin – Mona Lisa lyrics

    Steven’s selling Marijuana uptown to the primadonnas
    Medicate the counterculture 9/11 baby boom
    Paulie’s waiting to retire smoking like a forest fire
    Putting on the lipstick and the panties in his mother’s room
    Nothing to do
    Nothing to lose

    And if you work your life away
    We’ll send you flowers every day
    And you make your departure baby and get high

    Hanging with the local talent
    Drinking like your Shane Mcgowan
    Going through your garbage try to turn into gold
    Down on the dole
    Selling your soul

    And if you work your life away
    They’ll put your picture on a frame
    And you make your departure baby when you die

    Bobbie joined the military
    Jenny went and lost her cherry
    Hanging at the commissary
    Wants to see the Mona Lisa if they ever do release her
    I don’t want to talk to soon
    There’s nothing to lose
    Swimming in booze
    Selling your shoes
    Nothing to lose


  • Mona Lisa eyes – Two Friends lyrics

    Lyrics Two Friends – Mona Lisa eyes

    You’ve blurred my vision
    Can you take the keys and drive
    Both drunk and daydreams
    Let’s just speed through all these signs.(mona lisa eyes)

    Can we be alone?
    Turn the music low
    Let the bullsh*t go
    You can be so cold
    Heaven only knows why I try.

    You give me Mona Lisa eyes
    Cuz I can’t take my love for you
    Every time you start a fire
    I can’t help but lose my cool
    If you tell me that you’re mine
    There’s nothing I won’t do
    So won’t you come with me tonight
    I wanna show you how you make me feel.

    Burn all your bridges girl
    You’re still ..
    .. you’re full but I’ve been ..

    Can we be alone?
    Turn the music low
    Let the bullsh*t go
    You can be so cold
    Versuri-lyrics.info
    Heaven only knows why I try.

    You give me Mona Lisa eyes
    Cuz I can’t take my love for you
    Every time you start a fire
    I can’t help but lose my cool
    If you tell me that you’re mine
    There’s nothing I won’t do
    So won’t you come with me tonight
    I wanna show you how you make me feel.

    You give me Mona Lisa eyes
    Cuz I can’t take my love for you
    So won’t you come with me tonight
    I wanna show you how you make me feelll.
    Two Friends lyrics
    Video eyes


  • Egg beater – Peewee Longway lyrics

    Lyrics Peewee Longway – Egg beater

    Uhhhhh c-note longway cassidy jay sucker
    5 finger egg beater

    Dunking pounds of draymond green
    curry keys shooting three’s
    put my Michael Jackson glove on breaking down the sleeve
    5 finger egg beater seen call your house yo deed
    5 finger egg beater whipping up that Mona Lisa
    5 finger egg beater trick em in the pot for mon lisa

    5 finger beater flipping dope with a spatula
    1000-8grams getting them from the pastor
    curry keys shooting 3s rose gold forges on a raptor crawling like a f*cking tarantula
    dunking pounds of that draymond green
    all these guts fill with maybulean
    c-lo got me back to serving lean im no freshman on double Xl magazine
    i go to the bay and get me fresh OG
    im on packs of pharo with like 2 freaks
    5 finger beater get a 10 a key
    ya them balmains stuffed with them Benjamin’s
    balmain boots look like they timberlands
    sipping that act nd that tuss in that pingenan
    my b*tch say my nut taste like some M&Ms
    MrBlueBenjamin f*cked up my kidney system lets get it

    Dunking pounds of draymond green
    curry keys shooting 3s
    put my Michael Jackson glove on breaking down the sleeve
    5 finger egg beater seen call your house yo deed
    5 finger egg beater whipping up that Mona Lisa
    5 finger egg beater trick em in the pot for mon lisa

    Ace-Loaded cashed out on Keshia
    jugging panda bears in my new Kon Yezzeys
    Told me bring back some shit make her pussy drip
    Keep that WI-FI on me with a extra clip making big plays big flips
    Got big drugs good base Blue print like Jay-Z im the man in the trunk with funnel Cake
    5 finger beater cooking dope up at the dinner date
    Water whipping the way a nigga wrist penetrate
    Reversible clip on them AKs
    Cameras in the rear of the coupe for the f*ck niggas
    Arizona plug selling bags of the swag
    Stand up in the motor pas the gas
    b*tch put them bowls in a plastic bag
    Send a box to my granny nd a box to my grand-daddy scrambled some eggs nd got right back it

    Dunking pounds of draymond green
    curry keys shooting 3s
    put my Michael Jackson glove on breaking down the sleeve
    5 finger egg beateeer seen call your house yo deed
    5 finger egg beateeer whipping up that Mona Lisa
    5 finger egg beater trick em in the pot for mon lisaaa.
    Peewee Longway lyrics
    Video beater


  • Bon Jovi – The Devil’s In The Temple (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

    [Verse 1]
    This was a church
    A house full of prayer
    It ain’t that now
    I could tear it down
    There’s thieves at the altar
    A snake wears the crown
    Handing you coal, swearing it’s gold

    [Chorus]
    Look what they’ve done to this house of love
    It’s too late to turn the river to blood
    The savior’s come and gone, we’re all out of time
    The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine

    [Verse 2]
    I’d turn things around
    I would if I could
    Crash through the gates
    Break every chain
    Jail for the jailers
    Sing freedom’s song
    Amazing grace
    Burn down this place

    [Chorus]
    Look what they’ve done to this house of love
    It’s too late to turn the river to blood
    The savior’s come and gone, we’re all out of time
    The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine

    [Bridge]
    Look what they’ve done to this house of love
    Look what they’ve done to this house of love
    The devil’s in the temple and he’s making a mess
    Got the Mona Lisa, got his hands up her dress
    The gun is in his hand but he ain’t gonna confess
    He lies

    [Chorus]
    Look what they’ve done to this house of love
    It’s too late to turn river to blood
    The saviors come and gone, we’re all out of time
    The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine
    The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine
    The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine


  • Bon Jovi – The Devil’s In The Temple

    This was a church
    A house full of prayer
    It ain’t that now
    I could tear it down
    There’s thieves at the altar
    A snake wears the crown
    Handing you coal
    Swearing it’s gold
    Look what they’ve done to this house of love
    It’s too late to turn river to blood
    The saviors come and gone, we’re all out of time
    The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine
    I’d turn things around
    I would if I could
    Crash through the gates
    Break every chain
    Jail for the jealous
    Sing freedoms song
    Amazing grace
    Burn down this place
    Look what they’ve done to this house of love
    It’s too late to turn river to blood
    The saviors come and gone, we’re all out of time
    The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine
    Look what they’ve done to this house of love
    Look what they’ve done to this house of love
    The devil’s in the temple and he’s making a mess
    Got the Mona Lisa, got his hands up her dress
    The gun is in his hand but he ain’t gonna confess
    He lies
    Look what they’ve done to this house of love
    It’s too late to turn river to blood
    The saviors come and gone, we’re all out of time
    The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine
    The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine
    The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine


  • Dawn Richard – The Louvre lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    I stare at you like you’re a work of art
    You should be on a wall instead of hanging in my heart
    But I’m too greedy to share your wonderful parts
    So, I’ll frame you with me in hope that’s enough

    [Chorus 1]
    Ooh, you’re a work of art
    Ooh, you’re a work of art
    Ooh, you’re a work of art
    Ooh, you’re a work of art

    [Verse 2]
    You belong sitting in the Louvre
    Next to Achilles and Mona Lisa too
    But I’m too greedy to let others celebrate you
    So, I’ll curate you just for me and hope that’s not rude

    [Chorus 2]
    Ooh, you’re a work of art
    Ooh, you’re a work of art
    Ooh, you’re a work of art, baby
    Ooh, you’re a work of art

    [Outro]
    You belong sitting in the Louvre
    But for now I’ll hang you in my room


  • Rich The Kid – Greedy (feat. Jeremih) (Keep Flexin Mixtape)

    [Hook: Jeremih]
    I don’t wanna get greedy
    She only calls when she needy
    Got bands in the duffle
    I count paper, don’t read it
    Call me Mister Big Shot
    I hit then won’t stop
    Doing big, can’t stop
    She only calls when she needy

    [Verse 1: Jeremih]
    Let me pick and roll, say you want the play play
    Want a fix huh? Slide in your playground
    All she know is big business, all I know is gettin’ in it
    I walk through some doors, just bought the coupe, no ceilings
    Nah, I ain’t tryna just spend it, but fucked around and threw rain here
    All I know is we runnin’, Forrest Gump into the money
    Told her, "It’s bedtime" wrist on wristwatch
    She said, "Daddy don’t stop" leave the band on my spot
    Nope, they talkin’ in the street, some are chasin’ that Summer breeze
    Face on a wall like Mona Lisa, clap that ass, don’t need no audience
    So cold, leave the Summer [?], hope you ain’t on no teasin’ teasin’
    So fine you ain’t gotta sneak her, kick a little then we get to sneakin’

    [Hook: Jeremih]
    I don’t wanna get greedy
    She only calls when she needy
    Got bands in the duffle
    I count paper, don’t read it
    Call me Mister Big Shot
    I hit then won’t stop
    Doing big, can’t stop
    She only calls when she needy
    I don’t wanna get greedy
    She only calls when she needy
    Got bands in the duffle
    I count paper, don’t read it
    Call me Mister Big Shot
    I hit then won’t stop
    Doing big, can’t stop
    She only calls when she needy

    [Verse 2: Rich the Kid]
    She be callin’, she fiendin’, four in the mornin’, she need it
    You a fool when you eat it, my flex on her for no reason
    I’m in Paris, she freakin’, neck cold, wrist freezin’
    Waterslide, she leakin’, straight to fuckin’, ain’t speakin’
    From the bottom, got this shit out the street, I was hustlin’, made a mili a week
    Overseas, on a jet for the cheese, fifteen hundred just for my jeans
    All she know is big business, flexin’ up ’cause I’m winnin’
    Copped the foreign a new Bentley, she wanna peel with that [?]
    Why they hatin’, pull up Lamborghini, model bitches out the magazine
    Lil’ foreign put on for the team, makin’ money, you can’t intervene
    One hundred, I can never switch up, too foreign, got my trunk in the front
    Bad bitch, give her dick and a blunt, too greedy, talkin’ ’bout what you want
    Rich!

    [Hook: Jeremih]
    I don’t wanna get greedy
    She only calls when she needy
    Got bands in the duffle
    I count paper, don’t read it
    Call me Mister Big Shot
    I hit then won’t stop
    Doing big, can’t stop
    She only calls when she needy
    I don’t wanna get greedy
    She only calls when she needy
    Got bands in the duffle
    I count paper, don’t read it
    Call me Mister Big Shot
    I hit then won’t stop
    Doing big, can’t stop
    She only calls when she needy


  • Fanny Lu – Tu No Eres Para Mi

    Que me dice que me quiere
    Que vivir sin mí no puede
    Que lo agobian los momentos en que no estoy junto a él
    Que siempre me había esperado
    Que era a quien había soñado
    La que su mamá quería pa` que fuera su mujer…

    Que mis ojos son estrellas
    Que mi risa es la más bella
    Que todos mis atributos son perfectos para él
    Que si fuera un retratista
    Que si fuera un buen artista
    Yo sería su Mona Lisa y hasta un tango de Gardel…
    Y a él solo lo trago yo…

    [Coro]
    Quiero que tú sepas que tú no eres para mí
    Que tú no eres para mí, siempre supe pero no hice caso…
    Que ni se te ocurra aparecer por aquí
    Aparecer por aquí
    Con tus enredos y cuentos baratos.
    Quiero que tú sepas que yo no soy para ti
    Que no yo soy para ti, siempre supe pero no hice caso
    Que ni se me ocurra estar de nuevo junto a ti
    Estar de nuevo junto a ti
    Mi corazón no aguanta más fracaso.

    Que me promete la luna
    Que yo soy como ninguna
    Que parezco una doncella de esas que hay que proteger
    Que sus vicios ha dejado
    Que su suelo le ha aumentado
    Que me promete la vida que yo siento merecer
    Y hoy solo lo trago yo…
    Quiero que tú sepas que tú no eres para mí
    Que tú no eres para mí, siempre supe pero no hice caso…
    Que ni se te ocurra aparecer por aquí
    Aparecer por aquí

    Con tus enredos y cuentos baratos.
    Quiero que tú sepas que yo no soy para ti
    Que no yo soy para ti, siempre supe pero no hice caso
    Que ni se me ocurra estar de nuevo junto a ti
    Estar de nuevo junto a ti
    Mi corazón no aguanta más fracaso.
    Y yo que tanto me decía que no me convenías
    Que eras mi destrucción
    Y siempre yo tratando de dejarte
    Tu día ya llego
    Tu día ya llego

    Con tus enredos y cuentos baratos.
    Quiero que tú sepas que yo no soy para ti
    Que no yo soy para ti, siempre supe pero no hice caso
    Que ni se me ocurra estar de nuevo junto a ti
    Estar de nuevo junto a ti
    Mi corazón no aguanta más fracaso.
    Y yo que tanto me decía que no me convenías
    Que eras mi destrucción
    Y siempre yo tratando de dejarte
    Tu día ya llego
    Tu día ya llego


  • Dårlig Vane – 2 Blå

    [Vers 1]
    Eg e med laget mitt på banen
    Ikkje heme, eg e borte
    Helt om dagen, helt om natten
    Carpe diem, carpe noctem
    Lenar meg tilbake
    Vifter de greiene bort
    Tjommien puttar inn arbeid
    Amadou tjener no’ sort
    Og eg waver på den greien
    Hun er [?]
    Kallar meg for papi
    Hon e fokusert på no’ [?] sex
    [?] [?] [?]
    Låsar det opp før eg stengar det ned
    Tar denne kronen og kjørar han opp
    [?][?][?]
    Mæd fighter som en tater
    Røyker fredpipe som en indianer
    Hotboxer og dansar rundt en totempæle som Hiawatha
    [?] glisar bredt som Mona Lisa
    To fingre oppi været
    Mens eg beefar

    [Hook]
    To blå lappar for no’ to grå kjappe
    To blå lappar for no’ to grå kjappe
    To blå lappar for no’ to grå kjappe
    Skamrøde øyne
    Løpar siste etappe
    [Vers 2]
    Eyh Eyh Eyh
    Ikkje gidd å få meg pissed
    Kjøpar to av to av to av to
    Mann, eg hellar ned på no’
    Eg ser blålys
    Eg har ting som eg må gjømme
    Kjør meg opp på den fargen
    Kjør meg opp på den fargen
    Det boblar neddi magen
    Yo, det boblar neddi magen
    Løpar siste etappen
    To blå for to kjappe

    [Vers 3]
    Eg har shit oppi sekken, full av mystikk

    To telefoner: ene for mine syndar
    Andre for noen kroner
    Som er ‘vekke på sekundar
    Ruller en til, ja visst
    Eg har mer enn mer
    Tøsene higer pikk

    [Hook]

    [Vers 4-Angelo Reira]
    [?][?] men eg klarer ikke slutte
    Gutta er for slemme
    De tryner av å se oss dabbe

    [Hook]

    [Outro]
    Kontanter, fargerike plantar
    Eg ser fargar i alle kantar
    Fuckar med no’, eg på noe mantrar
    Lucy oppi skyene med nokke diamantar


  • French Montana – Check Come (MC4 Album) letras

    [Hook]
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    When the check come I’m through with that ho
    Man I’m tellin’ you
    There ain’t nothin’ else you can do with that ho
    Check come, Weight Watch, I’m through with that ho
    Wait watch, I’m through with that ho
    Check come in, Weight Watch, I’m through with that ho
    Nothin’ else you can do with that ho
    Nothin’ else, nothin’ else

    [Verse 1]
    Niggas chop, pop, (?), ain’t y’all worried bout it?
    No baby mama’s, just kiss her, she ain’t gotta worry bout it
    Good mornin’s apologies, she heard about it
    Cat right there ain’t hard to feed ain’t scurred about it
    Sittin’ right next to that dank of G’s
    Try to iron all the shit out to like 20 creases
    Me and my niggas go way back, got a million secrets
    These days can’t go to sleep, get caught sleepin’

    [Bridge]
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    Check come I’m through with that ho
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    Check come I’m through with that ho
    Man I’m through with that ho
    Man I’m through with that ho
    Check come I’m through with that ho
    Man I’m through with that ho
    Through with that ho
    Through with that ho
    Through with that ho
    Through with that ho
    Check come I’m through with that ho

    [Verse 2]
    Got two bitches, 100 grand a piece
    Slick Rick James, Mona Lisa
    Once I cop the check she ain’t gotta lease it
    I be thinkin’ bout my son like I gotta teach him
    Man I fell in love for her mama rose
    Once the check came I bought another road
    Shit gotta paid, ah
    Rent can’t be late, ah
    You still my ho

    [Bridge]
    Once the check come I’m through with that ho
    She’s still my ho
    Check come I’m through with that ho
    Man I’m through with that
    Through with that
    I’m through with that
    I’m Through with that
    I’m Through with that
    Through with that
    I’m Through with that
    I’m Through with that
    I’m Through with that
    I’m Through with that
    I’m Through with that
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    I should never trust that ho
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    I’m sippin’ lean just walkin’ by
    I should never trust that ho
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    When the check come I’m through with that ho

    [Hook]
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    When the check come I’m through with that ho
    Man I’m tellin’ you
    There ain’t nothin’ else you can do with that ho
    Check come, Weight Watch, I’m through with that ho
    Wait watch, I’m through with that ho
    Check come in, Weight Watch, I’m through with that ho
    Nothin’ else you can do with that ho
    Nothin’ else, nothin’ else

    [Hook]
    I ain’t lovin’ you no more
    When the check come I’m through with that ho
    Man I’m tellin’ you
    There ain’t nothin’ else you can do with that ho
    Check come, Weight Watch, I’m through with that ho
    Wait watch, I’m through with that ho
    Check come in, Weight Watch, I’m through with that ho
    Nothin’ else you can do with that ho
    Nothin’ else, nothin’ else


  • Pitbull – All The Girls Lyrics

    [Intro: Pitbull & *Cris Cab*]
    *Girls*
    It’s Mister W.W
    Putting it down with Cris Cab
    [?] talk to ’em

    [Verse 1: Cris Cab]
    There’s something about Tina
    She turns up my game
    One day I dream of
    She’s my Mona Lisa
    Carry on, crackling
    Take my moves away
    There’s one night she’s round up
    Coffee every day
    [Bridge 1: Cris Cab]
    I can see her by my side
    She’s got everything I like
    When she says my name
    She always sparks the flame
    There’s just something in my eyes
    Like The stars were lit alive
    All around the world
    I can hear her

    [Hook: Cris Cab]
    All the girls
    [?]
    You’re so beautiful
    [?]
    I love these girls

    [Bridge 2: Cris Cab]
    Girls
    (oooh ooh ooh)
    (oooh ooh ooh)
    (oooh ooh ooh)
    (oooh ooh ooh)
    I love them girls
    (oooh ooh ooh)
    (oooh ooh ooh)
    (oooh ooh ooh)
    (oooh ooh ooh)

    [Verse 1: Pitbull]
    She got that supercalifragilistic bootylicous
    Could it be Trulie, or could it be Julie
    Could it be Lula or could it be Sullie
    It really doesn’t matter ’cause their all yours truly
    Girls, Girls, everywhere, [?] man
    I love them Girls, Girls, everywhere
    The ones that keep with heel game, hairs and nails
    Nice to meet ya, como va la cosa
    [?]
    [?]
    I’m looking for a gift, come open
    I see her breaking dance, looking for a mans
    She looking for a good time
    She looking for some action
    Baby act right
    And I can change your life in one night
    Just Imagine

    [Hook + Bridge 2]

    [Bridge 1: Cris Cab]
    She’s got everything I like
    When she says my name
    She always sparks the flame
    There’s just something in my eyes
    Like The stars were lit alive
    All around the world
    I can hear her

    [Hook + Bridge 2]