Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Nelly/Luven-Me-/ Full Song Lyrics: Ay yo ma, how you doin, it's ya son now And I picked up the mic and put the drugs down Now I'm tryin to do some things that'll make you proud Instead of everytime I call it's to bail me out Oh why didn't I listen to things you used to tell me Knowin that everything that you said would never fail me Like 'they got plans for ya Ain't nothin I can do when them laws get they hands on ya' But I ain't listenin, even payin attention I'm just tryna get mine Takin advantage, you would get two jobs at the same time Ungrateful, complainin about Nike and Polo signs But you always come through, and what do I do I wreck both ya cars, stole money from ya drawers Sold dope out ya yard, stayed into with them laws Tryin to pay you back for all the stress that I caused And always be there to give you whatever you want Hook Don't stop ever lovin me Uh, uh, I said whatever you need Don't stop ever lovin me Uh, uh, I said you don't have to worry no more Don't stop ever lovin me Uh, uh, uh, 'cause ya son will be there for you Don't stop ever lovin me Uh, uh, uh Now verse two, yeah that's for you boo I send ya props 'cause you the only one that stuck through When I'm upset and stressed you give me back rubs When I'm depressed you give me head off in the bathtub, E-I On ya P's and Q's, on ya Q's and P's You hear my beeper goin off and you just throw me my keys Ain't even askin me yo is it coochie or G's And for that reason now you can ask me for anything Not a for real smoker but you choke with me Not too hot about the drinkin but you toast with me Livin at ya granny house you kept the dope for me Luven Me lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com And wouldn't hesitate to go to court for me Need money, my boo'll go and work the avenue My boo'll fk you up if I ask her to That's why I do the things I do And I will always be there to give you whatever you want Hook Don't stop ever lovin me Uh, uh, I said whatever you need Don't stop ever lovin me Uh, uh, I said I don't wanna lose you no Don't stop ever lovin me Uh, uh, uh, 'cause you're my boo and my only one Don't stop ever lovin me Uh, uh, uh I'm doin this one here for Shaun Haynes, Lashando and J.D. D Quick, Boo Gees and Fatty My nigga Lil' Erv, Gino and Poochie and everybody over on Euclide and Labade Young Big Touch, Pooh and Big Baby Rio, J.T. and Big Money Herky Jerk, Wezz and Pea and Cody J.E., K-Ug and Odie Toe-Fa, M.J., and Cowlby And all my soldiers down at Frank Brown on Monday My Lunatic fam, Keyuan, Murphy Lee City Spud, T-Love and Big Lee Yellow Mack, Slow Down, Courtney B The rest of my niggas up in the N.Y.C. And without Trail, Cooter and Coach it just wouldn't be And I will always be there to give you whatever you want Don't stop ever lovin me I said whatever you need Don't stop ever lovin me 'Cause y'all my niggas for life you know Don't stop ever lovin me You can always smoke with me

Author: ringtone1436726872
Keywords: ay yo ma how you doin its ya son now and picked up the mic put drugs down im tryin to do some things thatll make proud instead
Added: December 29, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Nelly/Dem-Boyz/ Full Song Lyrics: Hook Like ohh better get em back push dem niggas back I hear dem boyz come'n derty Like ohh better get em back push dem bitches back I hear dem boyz come'nrepeat 4x's Verse 1: Nelly Who am I you ask me you know it's bout that grammar From any state it don't matter, from here to Montana From whit girls name Anna, to old ladies name Nanna They hold'n up they banners, and run'n wit they cameras Can I get a flick you damn right miss Can I take a hit here boo like this Chronic sticky like gum, I guess that's how it comes Don't worry bout my funds, I play around it in one Like ohh When you seen that hummer, but that was last summer this year I'm more blunter More up close and personal, it's just gon get worser now From Prada to Vokal, the Tics are too versatile Can't worry bout certain sounds, that come out these haters mouths I realize they can't help it, just stay where you bow'n down Some more you can't get these pounds, unless you gon smoke it now If not I suggest you pack yo shit up and head out of town Hook Verse 2: Murphy Lee They be like hold up, hold up, hold up I know that aint them man Murp jersey on backwards wit ol' school Tim's and Kyjuan got on so many colors just like a pimp Nelly chain so long got him walk'n wit a limp Ali is throw'n money in the front row And er' body scream'n Slo Down but where the hell is slo of course We be them up, close, live, and in person Might look like the type that be rob'n them purses But I aint I'm the yung dude I be rhyme'n them verses Worked hard since '93 that's how I got signed to Universal Now the girlies take they thongs off And it be crazy in the club when that Lunatic song go off I be that pull up right beside you beat'n bad type of Tic I'm a hold up traffic to touch her ass type of Tic Dem Boyz lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Lunatic, that's what I am that's what I said I am I'm try'n to be a millionaire I bet I am, I bet I am Verse 3: Kyjuan It's dem boyz on dem porches in Air Forces read'n Sources My choice is ol' school's over dem Rolls Royce's Of course this Tic shit live like EA Sports is Dribble in the club I lay up wit two draft choices Hit the center touch the point guard, she hit the joint hard Ohh wee oh Lord, she don't want no more Cutlass is four door, stash for the 4.4 Smokes 1 44, what dem o's go for Like oh 350 1 more, 350 stick'n the floor brand new bizare smashes, g 's and c's all in my glasses Tics fantastic we get booked more than matches Imagine, me without those two headbands Them Vokal t-shirts with some 8 class pants Feel'n dapper like Dan yes fresh like Mannie Cutlass candies sit down you know you can't stand me Hook Verse 4: Ali Andy freeze all his fees, locks, stripy stocks, rocks in the watch Big shorts, headband to a cross-jersey back Ross That's that Mid-West talk, I think yo future boss Batter Up Naw cough, and let you know Caprice Classic on these hoes Ver big shows tell her best be on they toes 5 country grammar boys in bandana platinum no gold like Oh That's what they say when I pull up on d's in that old Dr.J Hold a v a, fat laces this world is rat races Head'n back places but it still seem racist Got locations so I haul off the wall off if you could fall off Got a room at the Wada wit a saw that 'll take the wall off Hit the mall off wit a sag hockey jersey du-rag Fitted still switch'n two different shoes starchy wit tags Hook

Author: ringtone1441408071
Keywords: hook like ohh better get em back push dem niggas hear boyz comen derty bitches comenrepeat 4xs verse nelly who am you ask me know its bout that
Added: December 29, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/The-Notorious-BIG/Big-Poppa/ Full Song Lyrics: Verse One: To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin But I just can't quit Cause one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's C-notes by the layers, true fkin players Jump in the Rover and come over tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree Chorus: I love it when you call me big pop-pa Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player I love it when you call me big pop-pa To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies I love it when you call me big pop-pa If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby Bay-bee Verse Two: Straight up honey really I'm askin Most of these niggaz think they be mackin but they be actin Who they attractin with that line, What's your name what's your sign Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind And ask what your interests are, who you be with Big Poppa lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew You go call your crew We can rendezvous at the bar around two Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease Pull the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly A t-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape Conversate for a few, cause in a few, we gon' do What we came to do, ain't that right boo truuuueee Forget the telly we just go to the crib and watch a movie in the ja'causezi smoke l's while you do me Chorus Verse Three: How ya livin Biggie Smallz In mansion and Benz's Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous Tremendous cream, fk a dollar and a dream Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows A foolish pleasure, whatever I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure However living better now, Gucci sweater now Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend Honey check it Tell your friends, to get with my friends And we can be friends Shit we can do this every weekend Aight Is that aight with you Yeah... keep bangin Chorus

Author: ringtone1323470225
Keywords: verse one to all the ladies in place with style and grace allow me lace these lyrical duches your bushes who rock grooves make moves mommies back of club
Added: December 29, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Phat-Kat/Nasty-Aint-It--/ Full Song Lyrics: Chorus 2x Ku tergoda Hey You's a classy girl Senyuman manismu Can you get nasty girl Ku terpikat Wanna get naughty yo I'm down wit' it Kepadamu If you back that thing up Yo I'm gon' hit it Verse 1 Yo, I make jams Sure clubs gon' blast Make 'em freaks dance Lose g-strings fast Yes I love as And flings that don't last They call me a sophisticated thug Like Rass Kass Hey ma Looking like a million Judging by the way you roam Is you half Italian Now my song be on Stir up the ambience You my Destiny Child No need to look beyond, say Whatchu wanna We can play how you wanna No need to waste time And play virgin like Madonna Me and you gon' hit town And paint it red And still keep it hip-hop With throw ups and tags Seen you up in mags You's a model right And you look mighty tight Walk like a model might This Joe Dolomite Now get ya' mind right Me and you B Gon' get freaky tonight Chorus2x Ku tergoda Hey You's a classy girl Senyuman manismu Can you get nasty girl Ku terpikat Wanna get naughty yo I'm down wit' it Kepadamu If you back that thing up Yo I'm gon' hit it Verse 2 Now it's bout time We bring you a club banger Show you how to party In a hip-hop manner Call me hip-hop santa Come sit on my lap Ask you friends to come over They can hang with my cats While you can tell me If you're a naughty lil' thing No I can't read minds But I know what you're thinking Nasty intentions Now party with me And by the end of the night You gon' leave prolly wit' me And know exactly Why they call me Big Joe And why I've got gurlies Lined up like corn rows Skirts up like Monroe Lined out my condo They bend like elbows Freaky That's for sure And at the height of the night Yeah I love 'em too Just remember that You never gonna be my boo You know how we do If you came to party Joe Flow and Phase Too Yo' we get rowdy... Chorus 2x Ku tergoda Hey You's a classy girl Senyuman manismu Can you get nasty girl Ku terpikat Wanna get naughty yo I'm down wit' it Kepadamu If you back that thing up Yo I'm gon' hit it Bridge 2x Now throw ya' hands in the air just do it And wave 'em from wall to wall just do it Well if you like the sound And you having a ball Join in and say I hear y'all Verse 3 Where you be You know me up in the V-I-P Or next to the DJ Rock the P-ARTY The freaks I see Know they steady watching we When we roll Screw a dress code We walk in free They say that's probably he Now check the kicks son We don't bother with loafers We rocking Air Force One's Rob yuppie fools For fun call their boo's "Hey hun, come here girl Screw your man I show you how it's done" Chorus Ku tergoda Hey You's a classy girl Senyuman manismu Can you get nasty girl Ku terpikat Wanna get naughty yo I'm down wit' it Kepadamu If you back that thing up Yo I'm gon' hit it

Author: ringtone120461250
Keywords: chorus 2x ku tergoda hey yous classy girl senyuman manismu can you get nasty terpikat wanna naughty yo im down wit it kepadamu if back that thing up gon
Added: December 29, 2007

FULL VERSION TOGETHER FOREVER Lyrics by Big Bang & Perry Produced & Arranged by Big Bang & Jun Seung Wu [Verse 1] Baby girl you're all That I'm thinking of You put this feelin inside of me It says you are the one Yeah, the only one I couldn't help myself but put it in words You are the sunshine in my life, girl And you know, I'd say it over again Nothin could ever tear us apart Lemme tell you babe [Chorus] All of my life I've been searchin for that one And now that you've come to me I don't have to run Chasin' all the girls while I'm hangin' with my crew Now it's all about just me and my boo Everyday 'n everynight it just goes on That's how much love I have for you girl I'm so sprung Baby this was meant to be, it's such a blessin' Cuz we will be together, forever [Verse 2] As I look above Thankful for your love Two thirty you will be callin' me When I pick you up We'll go to the park Ain't nothin better than being with you girl You are the sunshine in my life girl And you know, I'd say it over again Nothin could ever tear us apart Let me tell you babe [Chorus] [Bridge] Bein' inside of you is so heaven in my heart The way you say my name I know you feel the same girl you are my one And the only one That's why you're my baby And this is what I have to say... [Rap] Yo, listen I love you down in every way It doesn't matter baby everyday From the bottom to the top have it'cho way It's all about the way you feel baby Wanna make it like extacy To where you're sayin' my name softly And we can take it down south baby Any freakin' route as long as you and I can be as one, hey You know I do it all for you you're my boo that's true wanna let the world know you're my baby Got a lotta love comin' from above and I thank him everyday, it's the T-O-P I don't wanna be without your love Through the push 'n shove you're all I ever wanna be thinkin' of [Chorus]

Author: camly93
Keywords: Big Bang For The World Album
Added: December 30, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Robin-Thicke/All-Night-Long-/ Full Song Lyrics: Lil' Wayne Hey mama Kick him out da bed I'm coming over Got something to show ya behold ya eyes I juz wana hold u, just hold you tight Like a four leaf clover I be goin thru Your flowers baby, ur gardens open A sight for sore eyes Good lord I'm focused I can hardly notice anything other then a woman with a face of my future baby mother Robin Thicke Im a big man shes a big girl Put on them heels and put on that skirt She wants to get naughty we can get bad Shes a good girl with the good girl dance Im ice cream shes a hot swirl We can get married and live in our world Lets play rough we can get wild I could go home but Ill stay Cheat but I wont Lil' Wayne So i go by weezy love me or leave me I hate to leave her I think I need her She's such a teaser Such a diva I could park it right here baby the fk ya need a Do it to me baby I could be your reciever Call me in the last minute I could be your believer Call me at the last minute I be that even Late night, early morning, or maybe this evening Robin Thicke She ain't no stunt she aint no philly I wanna get mad but then not really Cause shes so fly I could get mine But I do it much better with her by my side Loves alright We gone get blitzed tonight All my girls wanna make that money All my thugs wanna take that money All night long Im a milk that honey so All Night Long lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com All night long I wait 4 your lovin babe All night long I wait 2 tear u 2 pieces All night long I wait 4 your lovin babe All night long I wait all night long All night long I wait 2 see u naked And watch the sunrise in your face All night long I wait 4 u 2 play And let my open arms take u away Lil'Wanye Ye ya ya she said she want to, be the one I get next to Yes boo, lets do that who that you that When I want to be the one I get next to Lets move, get you to the crib Now I see you was the One I want to give sex to Sex you Sexy you You sexy devil you, Angel Lookin like your single Thank you Have yourself a drink, I Drink too saw you when I came through Now I can't do nothing if it ain't you Its wayne boo, I don't do what them lames do I come at you from a whole nother angle Now one time for the ladies in the high skirt Two times for the ladies in the tight jeans Three times for the ladies who ain't got no panties on Lets go home Robin Thicke All night long I wait 4 your lovin babe All night long I wait 2 tear u 2 pieces All night long I wait 4 your lovin babe All night long I wait all night long All night long I wait 2 see u naked And watch the sunrise in your face All night long I wait 4 u 2 play And let my open arms take u away

Author: ringtone122825508
Keywords: lil wayne hey mama kick him out da bed im coming over got something to show ya behold eyes juz wana hold just you tight like
Added: December 30, 2007