Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/LL-Cool-J/After-School-/ Full Song Lyrics: p. diddy and ll ad lib for 19 seconds ll cool j I know a honey named millie, raised out in philly Body so illy she make a grown man silly A brainiac really she pretend she dilly Like, why you always look at me like that, you feel me p. diddy There's a girl named wendy, love black bentleys Nails in her mouth, stay tryin to tempt me She rolls with her sister and they both real friendly It wasn't like that when my pockets was empty ll cool j Shorty named suzie, not quite a floozy Let's just say she has a problem bein choosy Scarf on her doobie when she in the ja'causezi On the celly with her man, love you - I'm at the movies p. diddy Bird named chyna baby where you find her Uptown, she wrote a map down with eyeliner Hotness, two or three girlfriends behind her on amsterdam, lay in the lane, dippin despite her chorus: p. diddy and ll paraphrasing rappers delight So after school, I take a dip in the pool Which is really, on the wall I got a color tv, so I can see, the knicks play basketball And we talkin bout checkbooks, credit cards, more money Than a sucker, could ever spend But I couldn't give a what about them cats you with Get your friends baby, jump in the benz p. diddy I got a judge named donna, I call her your honor Whylin out with the gavel and the silk pajamas let's go ll cool j And then there's tamika, the seargeant gets deeper She turned the bass way up and wind on the speaker Girl named kelly, rhinestones in her belly Curly red hair, crackin jokes in the telly Game concealed, a female machiavelli Hopin and prayin that I ain't ready for the jelly p. diddy What about asia major flavor Can you feel it nothin can save ya Once again I got 'em catchin the vapors ll cool j Mr. smith bout to get this paper Paparazzi, pleaase give me a minute You're pushin me to the limit, I know that I represent it Be easy p. diddy Tammy, down in miami Fa'scheezy baby uhh, I see you at the grammy's After School lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com chorus p. diddy Everybody go - I wanna rock right now Ll and diddy, we came to get down Yes we're internationally known For making movies and the microphone Cause we get crazy, I mean outrageous You rollin with us you rollin with flavor Ask penny, I call her good'n'plenty why Cause after the show, there's nuttin open but denny's oh yeah Maybe the waffle house, down south there's many She fix me a t-bone and take it to the bentley ll cool j Little shaniqua, from massapequa Went and bought a beeper so I could reach her - anyway p. diddy When you talk about diddy and l You talk about careers that's hard to kill The whole entire globe recognize the grill Walkin down the red carpet we're chilly chill chorus p. diddy Everybody go - I wanna rock right now Ll and diddy, we came to get down Yes we're internationally known For making movies and the microphone Cause we get crazy, I mean outrageous You rollin with us you rollin with flavor short ad libs chorus Everybody go.. ll friends to the end baby, y'knahmsayin pd got history baby ll not even, no question about it pd we won't stop ll yeah never, word up, we keepin this money pd 10 ll oh yeah pd 10 ll rockin with my man, rockin with that bad boy cat pd uncle l ll rock the bells pd a.k.a., black elvis ll p. diddy pd diddy ll hottest man in the city pd y'all see it ll word up, please believe it pd smile at it, love it, embrace it ll ahh, grin baby, grin pd get used to it ll that gettin money smile

Author: momninat45603158
Keywords: diddy and ll ad lib for 19 seconds cool know honey named millie raised out in philly body so illy she make grown man silly
Added: February 2, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/LL-Cool-J/Control-Myself-/ Full Song Lyrics: Jennifer Lopez: No me puedo controlar Aqui con el Seor LL Cool J Y aqui estoy... ya tu sabes Uno, dos, tres, muevete Jermaine Dupri: Ya'll know what this is...So...So...Def Verse 1: LL Cool J: The club was far from empty It was crowded at the entry Woo I slide right through like how I do This girl began to tempt me Uh-huh She said her name Shayeeda I could tell her mama feed her Yeah When they tight and thick them jeans don't fit I'm L, nice to meet ya Uh-oh I could feel my body yearning The room just started turning Didn't want to go out on the floor but this girl was so determined My brain began to sizzle I'm sweatin' just a little On the dance floor in the middle She turned around and giggle She said Chorus: Jennifer Lopez: You got, you got, you got what it takes to make me leave my man LL Cool J: It's hard to control myself Aww It's hard to control myself You got, you got, you got What it takes to make this boy be bad Be bad It's hard to control myself It's hard to control myself Jennifer Lopez: It's hard for me to control myself Me too and to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna Verse 2: LL Cool J: Temptation is a mother How we lust for one another Yeah We barely know each other Yet we're waddling like we're lovers The air is full of passion The strobe lights are flashin' The hustlers throw cashin' The bartender keeps splashin' Her moves were so erotic Her gaze was so hypnotic I bet this girl will stop it But she continued to pop it Both: You know I know you like it Let me hit you on your Sidekick Because the afterparty is at my body Meet me you're invited LL Cool J: She said Control Myself lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Chorus: Jennifer Lopez: You got, you got, you got what it takes to make me leave my man LL Cool J: It's hard to control myself It's hard to control myself You got, you got, you got What it takes to make this boy be bad Be bad It's hard to control myself It's hard to control myself Jennifer Lopez: It's hard for me to control myself Say what and to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna Verse 3: LL Cool J: She licked, off, her lip, gloss Her hips, tossed, back, and forth Side, to side, and up, and down She touched, the ground, it turned, me out I'm battling desire Lord help me douse this fire This internal inferno Hotter than a shot of Cuervo Her top was short and purple Belly dancing in a circle When I feel like this I can't resist Stop it don't make me hurt you make me hurt you Jermaine Dupri: She said Chorus: Jennifer Lopez: You got, you got, you got what it takes to make me leave my man LL Cool J: It's hard to control myself It's hard to control myself Oh You got, you got, you got What it takes to make this boy be bad Be bad It's hard to control myself It's hard to control myself Jennifer Lopez: It's hard for me to control myself Say what and to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna LL Cool J: Zezeze... Both: Zezeze... Jermaine Dupri: Uh, yeah, I need everybody to report to the dance floor Right...now LL Cool J: Shake it, shake it, shake it Jermaine Dupri: Haha, you know what this is

Author: carlislle04362068
Keywords: jennifer lopez no me puedo controlar aqui con el seor ll cool estoy ya tu sabes uno dos tres muevete jermaine dupri yall know what this issosodef
Added: February 2, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Ludacris/Number-One-Spot/ Full Song Lyrics: Ludacris - imitating Austin Powers Yeahhhh baby, heh heh, yeahh Ludacris Back again that's right Luda Ha ha ha ha Feel this It gets meaner and meaner each time baby Feelin real good too holla at 'em man What up Uncle 'Face Yeah I'm a bull in this industry man tell 'em Some would rather run down and get one cow nah I think I'd rather walk down and get 'em all You know what I'm talkin 'bout right Look Verse 1 I'm never goin nowhere so don't try me My music sticks in fans veins like an IV Flows poison like Ivy, oh they grimy Already offers on my 6th album from labels tryin to sign me Respected highly, HIIII MR. O'REILLY Hope all is well, kiss the plantiff and the wifey Drove through the window, the industry super sized me Now the girls see me and a river's what they cry me I'm on the rise, so many people despise me Got party ammunition for those tryin to surprise me surprise It's a celebration and everyone should invite me Roll with the crew or meet the bottom of our Nikes blaow Explorer like Dora these swipers can't swipe me My whole aura's so MEAN in my white tee Nobody light-skinded reppin harder since Ice-T You disagree, take the Tyson approach and bite me Chorus Whoa Don't slip up or get got Why not man I'm comin for that number one spot Alright Rappers swearin they on top Nuh uh, uh uh But I'm comin' for they number one spot Alright man Scheme scheme, plot plot say WHAT Number One Spot lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com I'm comin for that number one spot Woo, hey Keep it goin it won't stop What you doin man I'm comin for that number one spot Verse 2 Yes indeed, Ludacris I'm hotter than Nevada Ready to break the steerin column on yo' Impala If I get caught, bail out, po'-po' I tell 'em holla In court I never show up, like Austin Powers fa-zha Father, father, and hey I love gold But can buy anything I want from the records I've sold Ja'causezi's hot, Cristal is so cold Neighbors catch contacts, from the blunts that I've rolled A pig in a blanket, a smoke and a pancake Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans sake I crush mics until my hand breaks Then shag now and shag later 'til these women can't stand straight The Luda-meister got 'em feelin so randy I'm XXL so I call 'em my Eye Candy Brush my shoulder and I, pop my collar Cause I'm worth a million ga-zillion fa-fillion dollars Chorus Verse 3 Causin lyrical disasters, it's the master Make music for Mini-Me's, models and Fat Bastards These women tryin yo get me out my Pelle Pelle They strip off my clothes and tell me, Get in my belly Stay on the track, hit the ground runnin like Flo-Jo Sent back in time and I've never lost my mojo Ladies and gentlemen ahh, boys and girls Ludacris sent down to take over the whole world Chorus

Author: bigda8512548743
Keywords: ludacris imitating austin powers yeahhhh baby heh yeahh back again thats right luda ha feel this it gets meaner and each time feelin real good too holla at em
Added: February 2, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/MIA/Bamboo-Banga-/ Full Song Lyrics: ROADRUNNER, ROADRUNNER GOING 100 MPH ROADRUNNER, ROADRUNNER GOING 100 MPH WITH YOUR RADIO ON WITH YOUR RADIO ON ROADRUNNER, ROADRUNNER GOING 100 MPH WITH YOUR RADIO ON SOMALIA ANGOLA GHANA GHANA GHANA GHANA INDIA SRI LANDA BURMA BAMBOO BANGA IT'S A BAMBOO BANGA, I SAID BAMBOO BANGA IT'S A BAMBOO BANGA, I SAID BAMBOO BANGA AND WE HITTING OUT RACKETS LIKE TENNIS PLAYER AND THE DRUMMER DO THIS SHIT LIKE HE MAKARENA THIS IS JUNGLE BANGER, I SAID COLD JAMMER 3x I'M BORED OF BANANA WAN'T GUANABANA I GON WARM MY BUNS THIS SUMMER SUMMER COZ I'M SITTING DOW CHILLIN ON GUN POWDER STRIKE MATCH LIGHT FIRE, WHO'S THAT GIRL CALLED MAYA M.I.A. COMING BACK WITH POWER POWER I SAID M.I.A. COMING BACK WITH POWER POWER I SAID M.I.A. COMING BACK WITH POWER POWER I'M KNOCKING ON THE DOORS OF YA HUMMER 4x YEAH WE HUNGRY LIKE THE WOLVES HUNTIN DINNER DINNER AND WE MOVING WITH THE PACKS LIKE HYENA YENA BARBARELLA LOOKS LIKE SHE MY DEAD RINGER WHEN I'M DOGGING ON THE BONNER OF YA RED HONDA I'M A ROAD RUNNER OF WORLD RUNNER I'M A ROAD RUNNER OF WORLD RUNNER I'M A BIG TIMER IT'S A BAMBOO BANGA I'M A BIG TIMER IT'S A BAMBOO BANGA BIG BRANCH BIG BAD WOLF CAME OVER TO MY RANCH TOOK ALL MY LAND LEFT ME WITH A BRANCH THATS HOW I FELT ABOUT THE LOVING THAT I HAD THAT I KNOW ABOUT THE GIRLS HE HAD BRING HER TO MY DOOR NOW BRING ME THAT HO PUT HER ON THE TABLE Bamboo Banga lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com AND PUT HER IN MY CLAW ILL PUT HER DOWN MY JAW TO MY BELLY TO MY TOE ILL SHIT ON THAT HO AND DROP HER TO THE FLOOR BIG BRANCH MEN ARE LIKE PEARLS THEY LOOK GOOD WITH MY CURLS I STRING EM TO GET THE BEST NECKLACE IN THE WORLD IN THE STATES OF THE WORLD ALL WOMEN WANNA LAY BUT ITS MANS WORLD SO KEEP HIM AT BAY YOU CAN FKA MAN MACKA MAN TELL EM THAT YOUR GAY TELL HIM REAL LOVE AINT ON BET SEX IS SO CHEAP I GET IT AT KFC WHEN ITS MEANINGLESS WHY THEY DO RB BRING HER TO MY DOOR NOW BRING ME THAT HO PUT HER ON THE TABLE AND PUT HER IN MY CLAW ILL PUT HER DOWN MY JAW TO MY BELLY TO MY TOE ILL SHIT ON THAT HO AND DROP HER TO THE FLOOR BIG BRANCH I ATE MY CHIPS AND I WASHED MY PLATE THOUGHT ABOUT WOMEN THAT TAKE THAT BAIT MEN WITH STAMINA OR MONEY ON THE PLATE CAN GET A WOMAN THINKING HER PERIOD IS LATE THANK TO JESUS , I GOT MY OWN ESTATE IF I LET YOU IN WILL YOU RUN OFF WITH MY MAID ALL MEN ARE JUST SO FICKLE THESE DAYS TO FIND A REALLY GOOD ONE I KEEP ON GETTING LAID BRING HER TO MY DOOR NOW BRING ME THAT HO PUT HER ON THE TABLE AND PUT HER IN MY CLAW ILL PUT HER DOWN MY JAW TO MY BELLY TO MY TOE ILL SHIT ON THAT HO AND DROP HER TO THE FLOOR

Author: dabazgurl01507151
Keywords: roadrunner going 100 mph with your radio on somalia angola ghana india sri landa burma bamboo banga its said and we hitting out rackets like tennis player
Added: February 2, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/The-Police/Bombs-Away-/ Full Song Lyrics: The general scratches his belly and thinks His pay is good but his officers stink Guerilla girl, hard and sweet A military man would love to meet The President looks in the mirror and speaks His shirts are clean but his country reeks Unpaid bills In Afghanistan hills Bombs away But we're OK Bombs away In old Bombay Bombs Away lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com The general only wants to teach France to dance His army life doesn't give him any romance Guerilla girl, hard and sweet A military man would love to meet The general scratches his belly and thinks His pay is good but his company stinks Guerilla girl, hard and sweet A military man would love to meet Bombs away But we're OK Bombs away In old Bombay

Author: JonesThe15544710
Keywords: the general scratches his belly and thinks pay is good but officers stink guerilla girl hard sweet military man would love to meet president looks in mirror speaks
Added: February 3, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Reyez/So-Sexy-/ Full Song Lyrics: Intro: R. Kelly Uhh, uhh uh-huh uhh Yeah, this is for all the sexy ladies out there Uhh.. walkin around downtown Shoppin at the malls, yeah .. I see you in your sexy jeans Manicure, pedicure mamis Your hair is good, yeah, I see you Chorus: R. Kelly LADIES You're.. so.. se-xy So sexy Per-fect.. for.. me And I like you You're.. so.. se-xy So sexy Per-fect.. for.. me And this is for Verse One: Twista My ladies that be steady sippin Cris' Always lookin nice, put some ice on they belly or they wrist Girls that be thick off in they thigh, I wanna kick it in the Chi They gon' be fkin with some Kelly and the Twist' Baby now look, model girls, Gucci and Prada girls and all the ghetto divas in the hood Women that be steady stackin ends rollin Lexus or Benz with rims and know how to keep it lookin good Go on witcha fine thick ass Somebody gon' snatch you so I gotta make you mine quick fast See I come and pass, I don't really wanna wonder so I gotta put her numbers on my sidekick fast Rollin witcha mob workin hard, gettin money, pullin capers If I ain't got papers you will bring me some beans home Supervisor givin orders on the job but you still lookin good with them skin-tight jeans on Lookin hot in them heels, I think I want that Come and back it up to the bottom of my throwback With you rollin yo' rims lookin like a Kodak Watch I drive I wanna smoke, she will roll that Miss mobstress rollin with the hardest Holdin it down like a female Joe Pesci And I wanna make her a made woman and I hope she gon' let me, cause she looks so sexy Interlude: R. Kelly OHH And this is for them girls that be wantin - the D And this is for them girls that be lovin - the D And this is for them girls that be ridin - the D The ones that like to keep the D up inside 'em now So Sexy lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com So many girls off up in the mall boy a nigga be in the club ohh Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, Yo whassup Chorus Verse Two: R. Kelly All the shrimp and lobster honeys, downtown shoppin honeys Stayin on the grind, gotcha own car and crib honeys Dro puffers, Remi sippers, V.I.P. real honeys No dummies, takin no shit from a nigga that's full of shit honeys Interlude Chorus Verse Three: Twista Me and my clique was - rollin thick on 24's on a dirty lick Met a chick, lookin fine and her measures was 36-24-36, come here shorty Ain't no reason to be scared of us Lovin how you do your own thang And how you smokin on your own flame Lookin finer than a girl that be groovin on Soul Train I try to to hit her with some cold game I hope she - feel me try to holla at a shorty Get a better vibe wit her while I'm sippin on my - Henny I wanna kiss her on her body but I gotta make her holla while I'm givin her - dutty Gotta really love a girl They know to kick it but she know she gotta make that - money Goin shoppin for the minks and the leather but come back and bounce that ass - for me My East coast girls, that's what's up Tell my Southside shorties we can get it crunk My Cali girl make it bounce like a six-fo' My Chi girl bust down, make it straight buck When I see up all the girls that get down for hers I gotta get up wit her if she gon' let me Career woman with some goals, fk the broke-ass hoes Baby girl cause you look so sexy Interlude Chorus

Author: cyn1c4l45212665
Keywords: intro kelly uhh uhhuh yeah this is for all the sexy ladies out there walkin around downtown shoppin at malls see you in your jeans manicure pedicure
Added: February 3, 2008