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Hip Hop Baby Hip Hop Soul |
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Hip Hop is in my body Hip Hop is in my soul Whereever I go The sounds of the cars on the streets The children crying The MCs tryin' to make a living That is what Hip Hop is If you can here a sound and call it music then Hip Hop is in you as well -Sabrina L. St. Eloi-NYs BaBy BoLla
NYs BaBy BoLla · Tue Oct 04, 2005 @ 08:15pm · 0 Comments |
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[Intro] Just gimme di dees an we be clubbin yo (clubbin yo) It a mek we please an we be tuggin yo(tuggin yo) sippin in deh sea an we bubblin yo (bubblin yo) Set ya mind at ease we gotta take it slow
So when yuh see di S.P. floatin', don?t provoke him Cau di weed weh we smokin need fi soakin' Best ting fi di recreation, and di best hygrade a Jamaican It fi a weed we supportin' not promotin' Lau di crack and di cokin hear me shouting Herb a di healin' of di nation Legalize it right now we wan blaze one
[chorus] Everyday, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay More than gold and oil and diamonds girls we need em everyday recognise it,we pimpin as we ridin
Dis purple haze it mek mi crazy Mek mi write nuff tune and dat?s what pays me But i'm not di only occupation Goin' to get some I give yuh education When a farmer grows it he knows to close it Economical benefit help wit dose who have fi deh yah pon di hard jugglin Cau di system only keep man struggling Studyin people a use it don?t abuse it Cau di concentration well reputed Dat?s why herb man dem a di wise one And it found on di grave of King Solomon And weed good fi di eye sight and di chest sight And it give nuff insight just gimme di light And, mek we blaze it da roof we a be raisin [chorus] Again, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay More than gold and oil and diamonds girls we need em everyday recognise it,we pimpin as we ridin
Just gimme di dees an we be clubbin yo (clubbin yo) It a mek we please an we be tuggin yo(tuggin yo) sippin in deh sea an we bubblin yo (bubblin yo) Set ya mind at ease we gotta take it slow
So when yuh see di S.P. floatin don?t provoke him Cau di weed weh we smokin need fi soakin Best ting di medication, and di best hygrade a Jamaican Cau we know it as a great ting no debatin While incarceratin true dem hatin Cau dem don?t wanna see we a remain calm Even though dem got dem sirin on(?)
[chorus] Everyday, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay More than gold and oil and diamonds girls we need em everyday recognise it,we pimpin as we ridin
Again, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay More than gold and oil and diamonds girls we need em everyday recognise it,we pimpin as we ridin
Again, we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say We be earnin dollars turning cau we mind deh pon we pay More than gold and oil and diamonds girls we need em everyday recognise it,we pimpin as we ridin
Just gimme di dees an we be clubbin yo (clubbin yo) It a mek we please an we be tuggin yo(tuggin yo) sippin in deh sea an we bubblin yo (bubblin yo) Set ya mind at ease we gotta take it slow
NYs BaBy BoLla · Sun Oct 02, 2005 @ 07:58pm · 0 Comments |
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2005s Top 10 Hotties rated by me Sabrina |
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MY FAVORITE SONG OF ALL TIME |
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Hate It or Love It (Featuring 50 Cent)
[50 Cent] Yeah, let's take 'em back Uh-huh..
Comin up I was confused, my mommy kissin a girl Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world Daddy ain't around, probably out commitin felonies My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out +My Melody+" I wanna live good, so s**t I sell dope Four-four finger ring, one of them gold ropes Lana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat If I can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'd be dope Tossed and turned in my sleep that night Woke up the next mornin, niggaz had stole my bike Different day, same s**t, ain't nuttin good in the hood I'd run away from this b***h and never come back if I could
[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] + (The Game) Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop (Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P.) (And I ain't goin nowhere, so you can get to know me)
[The Game] G-G-G-G-G-Unit, on the grill of my lowrider Guns on both sides, right above the gold wires I'll fo'-five 'em, kill a ***** on my song and really do it, that's the true meanin of a ghostwriter Ten G'sll take your daughter out her Air Forces Believe you me homey, I know all about losses I'm from Compton, where the wrong colors be cautious One phone call'll have your body dumped in marshes I stay strapped like car seats, been bangin since my lil' ***** Rob got killed for his Barkleys That's ten years, I told Pooh in ninety-five I'll kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95's Told Banks when I met him I'ma ride and if I gotta die, I'd rather a homicide I ain't have 50 Cent when my grandmama died Now I'm goin back to Cali with my Jacob on See how time fly?
[Chorus]
[50 Cent] From the beginnin to the end, losers lose When it's win this is real we ain't got to pretend The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain Enough of me ***** now listen to Game
[The Game] Used to see five-oh, throw the crack by the bench Now I'm ******** with 5-0 it's all startin to make sense My moms happy, she ain't gotta pay the rent And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz Waitin on shop money to lamp, sittin in the Range Thinkin how they spent 30 million dollars on airplanes when there's kids starvin 'Pac is gone and Brenda still throwin babies in the garbage I wanna know "What's Goin' On" like I hear Marvin No schoolbooks, they used that wood to build coffins Whenever I'm in the booth and I get exhausted I think what if Marie Bank had got that abortion? I love you ma
[Chorus]
NYs BaBy BoLla · Sat Oct 01, 2005 @ 07:26pm · 0 Comments |
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"Run It!" (feat. Juelz Santana)
[Juelz Santana] [Rap] Okay Check it, Check it, Check it out It's Santana again Steppin, Steppin, Steppin out One of them Brand new big boy toys I do big boy things I make big boy noise cuz... I know what girls want... I know what they like They wanna stay up , and party all night so bring a friend
[Chris Brown] [Verse 1] Let me talk to you Tell you how it is I was thinkin when I saw that body gotta get shawty Tell her what the young boy gon do Damn them chicks wit chu gotta be okay Babe pretty thick wit the kick that's sick that need to be hit So tell me what ya'll gon do
[Hook] I got friends, and you got friends They hop out, and you hop in I look fly, and they jockin The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop [2x]
[Chorus] Is ya man on the flo? If he ain't... Let me know Let me see if you can run it, run it girl indeed I can run it, run it [2x]
[Verse 2] You'll see Girl I can set you off Don't believe my age is gonna slow us down I can definitly show you things that's gon have you sayin I can't be 16 Once I get in you won't wanna go (and I...) I'll have yo girls wishin they were you (and I...) I know your heard about me, but guess what's goin down if we leave
[Hook 2x]
[Chorus 2x]
[Breakdown] Girl you feel right (Feel right) Make me feel like... (feel like...) I wanna do a little somethin (do a little somethin) Ain't no thing let you do it fo sho Girl the way that your wearin them jeans is turnin me on I'm the hottest thing thats in these streets so baby won't you rock me...
[Rap] Make it drop honey... Make it pop honey... Whip, whop.. Tick, tock to da clock fo me don't stop doin that and shawty know I mean what I say so she won't stop doin dat Plus I heard if you can dance you can bump Well dance, time is up, let's go, let's go (yup) we can get it in... we can gets some friends do it like the ying yang twins and start [Whisperin'] wait til' you see my.... wait til' you see my... let me fall back You ain't ready for all dat have you sleep late real late yeah takin a long nap you teel your friends... to get wit my friends we can be friends switch and meet friends (switch) we can do it all night long, and... til' da clock hit mornin ya dig
[Chorus 2x]
[Outro] oooh, oooh, oooh, ooh
[Music til' fade out...]
NYs BaBy BoLla · Sat Oct 01, 2005 @ 07:21pm · 0 Comments |
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18 years, 18 years She got one of yo kids got you for 18 years I know somebody payin child support for one of his kids His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai She was spose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money She walkin around lookin like Michael with ya money Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya moneeey If you aint no punk holla We Want Prenup WE WANT PRENUP!, Yeaah It's something that you need to have Cause when she leave yo a** she gone leave with half 18 years, 18 years And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his
NYs BaBy BoLla · Sat Oct 01, 2005 @ 03:01am · 2 Comments |
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Love is when you stay by some one no matter what Love is when you forgive someone even if they hurt you Love is when you help that special person with there goals Love is something that you can't keep to yourself but something you have to share with someone else When you love someone you have found your soulmate
The question is who do you love?
NYs BaBy BoLla · Mon Aug 29, 2005 @ 02:05am · 0 Comments |
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