Текст песни:

[Verse 1:]
I know that life has felt us many cards,
Sometimes I swear he′s trying to make it hard, and i don′t want to have to hide me faults.
But he got busy and let down the gaurds.

[Chorus repeat 1x:]
I need attention, from you, it′s just the little things we do, pay attention it′s on you,
Cause i can′t help it i just like it when you do, yeah.

[Verse 2:]
I don′t wanna nag and start a fight.
But sometimes you forget and i get tired.
If he was out of sight and out of mind.
So dawlin listen and just make it right.

[Chorus repeat 1x]

[Bridge:]
You make my heart monsoon baby, and we could make life through baby,
So take my hand and we′ll glide the way.

[Chorus repeat 1x]

[Verse 3:]
Why would you follow now?
Just look me in my eyes.
Remember what makes me smile, you use to make me high, let′s go way
Back in time, come baby lay me down.

[Chorus until song fades]

@ Kelis

Текст песни:

[1st Verse:]
Lookin’ too fly walkin’ to the bar
Niggas wanna stop, askin’ who I are
Hands on my waist tryna find out
If I’m gonna flip off of one drink and can he get down
I’m a rock hip-hop pop star
Can’t check out the door in a fast car
Never run from nothin’ when I come thru
Roll with the realest that can take out your whole crew

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

[2nd Verse:]
I don’t like to dance to a slow song
You too close and I can’t get my groove on
Drop a beat and let a girl feel somethin’
I’m so gutter, watch me two-step to somethin’
Tippy-toes tip and make a mean walk
I ain’t tryna listen to your big talk
High off my drink for the third time
Boy, come and get it
Watch me make these niggas fall in line

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

[3rd Verse:]
‘Bout to head to the hills ‘fore I pass out
Get my coat from the check ‘fore I spaz out
Pull my whip to the front and I jump in
Catch a look comin’ from the niggas in the black Benz
Red light and now they tryna hop in
(Remember when I was in school, I was your boyfriend)
Got the tint so we never entertain those
Hungry-ass groupies on the phone like they got hoes

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

[Bridge:]
Now I’m feelin’ m’m, m’m good
Eyes filled up with the bloodshots
Look like a lay-up with the legs out
Now he’s tryna get a lick but I’m all gone

Keep, keep talkin’
Keep, keep talkin’
Keep, keep talkin’
Keep, keep talkin’

[Smoke’s Rap:]
Who’s this man who’s not star?
Yet you wondering who I are
On track with rock hip-hop star, the pop star
Who the man behind hot bars?
Smoke, I’m soon to be popular
Now, where he from?
Is it my city, your city?
All you need to know, I come from a dope city
Never shoot the boys, still keep the dope Bentley
Text to the cush with a chase of the Henny
And when I’m lookin’ for a freak, really picky-picky
And if it smell icky, tell her pull up her Vickie’s
But if it smell alright, I might do the licky-licky
Let you suck on my neck but, please, no hickie-hickies

[Hook:]
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
(Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww shit!
I can make a whole song talk shit!

@ Kelis

Текст песни:

Ah-Huh,
Ay ya!
You don′t have to love me,
You don′t even have to like me!
But you will respect me!
You know why???
Ah-huh! :) ′Cause, I’m a Boss!!!

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...
Watch the beat go

I′m Bossy!
I′m the first girl to scream on the track
I switched up the beat of the drum
That′s right I brought all the boys to the yard
And that′s right I′m the one, that′s tattooed on ′his
arm....

I′m Bossy
I′m the one y′all love to hate
I′m the chick that′s raisin′ stakes
I told Young Stunna he should switch to bass
I′m back wit an 808, cause I’m bossy

Ooo lemme slow it down so you can catch the flow(catch the
flow)
Screw it up, make it go extra slow (extra slow)
Real girls get down on the floor (on the floor get down)
Ooo if i gave you a taste you want some more
Touchdown on me girl it like a pro
I′d rather be like a bicycle
I′m icy cold

Ooo from the 6′4 hoppas up in Crenshaw
the money-makin playas up in Harlem
don′t want no problems
we gon′ keep it pumpin′
while the 808′s jumpin′

diamonds on ma neck dia-diamonds on ma grill
diamonds on ma neck dia-diamonds on ma grill

I′m Bossy
I′m the first girl to scream on the track
I switched up the beat of the drum
That′s right I brought all the boys to the yard
And that′s right I′m the one, that′s tattooed on his arm

I′m Bossy
I′m the one y′all love to hate
I′m the chick that′s raisin′ stakes
I told Young Stunna he should switch to bass
I′m back wit an 808, cause I’m bossy

(Ooo, I bet, I bet, I bet) I Betcha never heard it like this
before
Me and my baby be closin′ them phantom doors
At the bar poppin this that u can′t afford (can’t afford)
That u can′t afford

Ooo i′m chokin′
Lost in the clowds... it′s all smokin′
All the while i′m all open
Me and ma girls we stay fly
And we love to stay high

Ooo from the 6′4 hoppas up in Crenshaw
The money-makin playas up in Harlem
Don’t want no problems
We gon′ keep it pumpin′
While the 808 is jumpin′

Diamonds on ma neck dia-diamonds on ma grill
Diamonds on ma neck dia-diamonds on ma grill

I′m Bossy
I′m the first girl to scream on the track
I switched up the beat of the drum
That′s right I brought all the boys to the yard
And that′s right I′m the one, that′s tattooed on his arm

I′m Bossy
I′m the one y′all love to hate
I′m the chick that′s raisin′ stakes
I told Young Stunna he should switch to bass
I′m back wit an 808, cause I’m bossy

It′s ‘bout time that she get with me
Can’t stop starin, she′s fine and she′s pretty
Damn girl - don′t hurt him
Don’t back back, u gon’ work him
Put cha mack down
I know your background
What u want girl?
You getting’ that now
That′s how you do it, huh?
Well I’m the coolest one
Them bad bitches in the back, bring ‘em to the front
Tell that man, you′s a bossy...
Make some noise if you′s a bossy...
I don′t think he understand you′s a bossy…
get some help if he can′t cause he lost it
′Aint no refunds, she spent the cash man
in your Benz with her friends, in the fast lane
Flossin’. You said, “how much it cost me?”
About a million dollars playa! - she′s bossy!!!

I′m Bossy
I′m the first girl to scream on the track
I switched up the beat of the drum
That′s right I brought all the boys to the yard
And that′s right I′m the onethat′s tattooed on his arm

I′m Bossy
I′m the one y′all love to hate
I′m the chick that′s raisin′ stakes
I told Young Stunna he should switch to bass
I′m back wit an 808, cause I’m bossy

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...
Watch the beat go…
Uh, uh...

@ Kelis

Текст песни:

I′m not ashamed of winning
But it wasn′t that way in the beginning
It was this way
It was kiss me
Come kick me and diss me
I had to give it up
Now it′s a way different feeling
You took my soul I had to steer it back
Now it′s this way
Now it′s with me
No mistake just listen
I had to give a **

All of this pain you had given
It′s just a reminder of livin
It was crazy, had a baby
He′s amazin, he saved me
And this time it′s just us
You raised up, I can say that
I was too young, I′ll never get that back

Now it′s this way
Now it′s flipped babe
I′m happy, just listen
I had to give a **

[Chorus]
I was super cool
But now I′m super strong
I had nothing to loose
But I was super wrong
It was the circumstance
I got the power from
I was super tough
But now I′m super strong
Super strong

I′m a braveheart
I′m a braveheart
I′m a braveheart
So come and pin my purple heart
Come and pin my purple heart
Come and pin my purple heart
I didn′t run

[Chorus x2]

@ Kelis

Текст песни:

[Kelis]
I taste just like candy, candy
I taste just like candy
So dance with me

[Foxy]
Yo now let me paint y′all a whisper
Fox pimp hard, quiet just like a whisper
Don′t get it mixed up
Bad little sista
Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good
Damn I′m so hood
You should see me in them jeans
It′s hard to describe and
Being cocky is just a part of the vibe
I might stop and holla and pop my colla
Maybe a little conceited but that′s always needed
Love attention when I′m passing by
And I show a little cleavage and I catch his eye
Just the thought of him eating, I was outside soaking
Duke standing locing, mouth wide open
I walked over, licking my lips
And adjusting my tits and switching my hips
Shit he threw his hand on my waist
Looked in my face and said he wanna know how I taste

[Kelis]
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me

VERSE 2
Now just imagine me nude, stretched out
Be all over the news if this gets out
So bad that the press might ban me
Now how bad you wanna know if I′m sweeter then candy
What would you risk? Would you put up the car?
Taste my na na in the rain on the hood of your car
Or the back of the plane
Nipples all out, bent over the sink with my panties in your mouth
When my dark skin complexion steps in
Won′t take no questions to get him and uh
The thought of Fox give men erections
And get real stiff at the sight of my tits
Now we can role play
You be the pilot, I′ll be the stewardess
Boy I ain′t knew to this
When I lay on my stomach and throw my legs back
Y′all probably won′t know how to act

[Kelis]
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me

[Foxy]
I′m real sweet like a candy corn
I′m in your thoughts late night when your boys are gone
Picture me, t-shirt, no panties on
Or maybe topless, homie I′m priceless boy
The kind of girl that love to talk shit
′Specially when I′m on top
The whole show stop
Even though I′m sweet
Ain′t nothin′ sweet
Let me know when you′re ready to eat

[Kelis]
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me
I taste just like candy
So dance with me...

@ Kelis

Текст песни:

(yo, yo, yo, yo, yo,)
(Yo this song yo, this song is for all the women out there,
that have been lied to by their men,
and I know ya′ll been lied to over and over again,
This is for ya′ll,
yo maybe you didn′t break the way you should ′a broke yo,
but I break!)
(Ye know what I′m sayin′ so, this is how it goes yo,
Psch....! Damn!, yo,)

last year Valentines Day,
You would swarm and say,
Babe I love you, love you, (yeah well he′s lyin′) babe I ,swear,
Held you when you were sick,
Even, sucked your dick,
The whole time I think to myself this isn′t fair,

What is this I see, (No)
You don′t come home to me, ( oh no)
When you don′t come home to me, (man)
I can′t deal, can′t bear,
You keep tellin′ me lies, But to your surprise,
Look I found her red coat and your (Bitch) caught out there,

I hate, you so much right now,
I hate, you so much right now,
AAAaahhhhhhhhrrrrrr......
I hate you so much right now,
I hate, you so much right now,
I hate you so much right now,
AAAaahhhhhhhhrrrrrr......
I hate you so much right now.

So sick of your games,
I′ll set your truck to flames,
And watch it blow up, blow up, (ha ha)
Tell me: How you go′n see her now,
So far from sincere, ( I love you)
Fabrications in my ear,
Drive me so far up the wall, I come standing down,

What is this I see, ( Idon′t believe this)
You don′t come home to me,
when you don′t come home to me,
can′t deal, can′t bear, (I won′t)
you keep tellin′ me lies but to your surprise,
I found her red coat and you and your bitch,
Caught Out There, (yeah you been caught)

Chorus............

(She′s so) Ranchy, so vugar,
Not me, why the hell her,
Look she dresses a mess,
What do you see,
It′s not all about cash, (hell no)
Nor how much you flash,
How I dress is a reflection of me,

Chorus........

@ Kelis

Текст песни:

talking part:this song is for all the women out there who been lied to by
there men and i know yall been lied to over and over again this is
for yall you may be getting break where yall should of been broke
yo but i break

verse 1: Last year Valintines day you would sworn to say babe i love you
love you so i swear help you when you were sick even sucked yo dick the whole
time i say to myself this isn′t fair .

chorus: what is this i see you don′t come home to me,when you don′t come home
to me can′t deal can′t bare you keep telling me lies but to your suprise look
i found her red coat and your bitch out there
i hate you so much right now i hate you so much right now aaaaahhhhhh
i hate you so much right now, i hate you so much right now, i hate you so
much right now aaaaaahhhhhh
i hate you so much right now

verse 2: So sick of your games i said your died to flames and watch you blow
up blow up help me(how you gone see her now )so far from sincere (i love you)
fabrications my ear drive me so far up the wall i come sliding down

chorus: What is this i see you don′t come home to me when you don′t come home
to me can′t deal can′t bare you keep tellin me lies but to your suprise look
i hope your happy since your out there ( yeh you been caught)
i hate so much right now i hate you so much right now aaaaaaaahhhhhh
i hate you so much right now

verse 3:she so haunting so vulgar not me why the hell her look she dresses a
mess what do you see (i don′t know)it′s not all about cash (hell no)nor how
much you flash how i dress is a reflection of me

chorus: what is this i see you don′t come home to me when you don′t come home
to me can′t deal can′t bare you keep telling me lies but to your suprise but
i got something for yall since yall out there
i hate you so much right now,i hate you so much right now aaaaahhhhhh
i hate you so much right now , i hate you so much right now ,i hate you so
much right now aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh

@ Kelis

Текст песни:

[Noreaga - Verse 1]
Ay yo, we was chillin, on the low
Yo in Vegas, this was at the Magic Show
Had my PNB clothes and my West Coast hoes
Get me at the airport, I′m at the MGM
Smoke Swisher Sweets and Zigs and Zags
Drinkin Brandy straight, out a tall ass glass
They call em Maurice′s, I′m wit E-40
Mack-10 yo and that nigga W.C.
Yo in the lobby of the hotel, it′s off the hook
They got no more rooms cause the shit all booked
But last night I′m wit Wesley Snipes
Gettin drunk in Cheetah′s just feelin aiight
I had to bounce early though, gotta catch a flight
Told Swizz Beatz give a pound to him and his peeps
I had to bounce in the limo, get somthin to eat
Ay yo, I′m bouncin in the limo gettin somthin to eat
It Go...

[Kelis - Chorus]
Cocaine business controls America
Illegal business causin hysteria (4x)

[Noreaga - Verse 2]
On my way to the airport, the limo drive
And then this cat pulled up in a pure white five
He said he hate me and he wished that I′d die
I rolled the window down and I said what′s up
I said fuck you, then I rolled the shit back up
I paid it no mind, just drove off tough
And then the driver said to me, yo they followin us
Now I′m a little scared
But I′m still prepared
I′m like one deep wit one gat, nigga I′m here
Then I thought to my self, yo I′m near LaGuardia
Let me cut through the hood and have my niggas just body it up
Have my niggas on the block playin the cut
Call em up, when you see the white five fire it up
At this point I′m poppin shit, knowin I got it
"Come On Motherfucker!!!", out the sunroof I yelled
Hopin these niggas still follow me and still don′t bail
It go...

[Chorus]

[Pharrell & (Noreaga)]
Ohh(what, wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh
Ohh(what,wha-what, what) Ahh
Ohh, that shit is gangsta, Ahh

[Noreaga - Verse 3]
My niggas was on the block like I planned
They hit the passenger side up and killed his man
I hopped out the limo and just spinned around
Hit the ground, my niggas tried to hit the clown
I said chill, he say he wanna see me die
So let me hit the nigga up, blow him kiss good-bye
Adios!
Now I just gotta be ghost
I gave my niggas a pound, and then I just hand em the toast
The limo driver got scared and tried to bounce on me
And yo besides the heat, I had an ounce on me
Bullet proof vest feelin like an couch on me
I called the hood cab, oh-5, came real fast
I had to bounce real quick, get up off da ave.
And yo motherfucker that′s what I did
Ay yo, I still hit the airport and caught the flight kid
To all the haters, it don′t even matter cause we still got doe

[Chorus til fade]

@ Kelis

Текст песни:

Chorus)
you want me to cross the border?
well come on baby
you want me to cross the border?
well come on baby

(Boobonic)
They call me A.J., A.K.A. Ant Jones
and aye, the AK tear bones, Homes
seldomely ever talk over cell phones
or chase dudes, I choke ′em like bass tubes
every whip, every bitch, every leather coat
since ′88 to right now I was never broke
back then I was V′d up
with a nut cup, problem with the price nigga? see Buck
never waitin′ in line nigga, I bump
pay everybody shit just to get to the front
young, did I mention Twenty One?
with more houses that sell than Century Twenty One
cops respect ′cause they know we big
and ain′t lock us up for bodies that they know we did
that M shit clean you out like ammonia
imagine ′89 fuckin′ Appolonia.

(Clipse)
Last name Robinson, first name Stacy
I was gettin′ Cagney high and gettin′ head from Lacy
′88 graffiti, chicks was still masin′
I was a Millionaire when Rick James was freebasin′
I paved the way, showed ballers how to ride today
I chopped the roof off my ride that day
imagine all the hate I made?
used to have to pull my sun visor down for shade on cloudy days
they would shoot up my cars
I would just slide back through with new rims and a paint job
flamboyant like a gold One-Ninety
with a side panel reading, I want you to find me
c′mon, I sold that Night Rider, and it came with a Kit
when you put the shit in the needle and hit it, that was it
Ron..ahem...Heroin, excuse me ya′ll
I′m from Virginia where the Southern draw
don′t mind me...

(Mr. Mister)
See, it′s lil′ Bucky, my jewels? husky
connects like broads, I fuck ′em but they don′t fuck me
who owe me money in the streets? try to duck me
wigs get split like bananas, trust me
keep it butter, call me Land ′O Lakes
got more crack on the streets than Cali after earthquakes
Southwest gon′ vouch for this
our teams trade off nicks (Knicks) like Ewing and the draft pick
easy money, that was all in Eighty-Nine
locked down every block, made all gravy mine
Gucci slides cost Three-Twenty-Five
I, pulled up in the Three-Twenty-Five I
and A.J. bought a Joe-Paul-Mary
silk shirts, his gators was Blueberry
and this the shit OG′s used to do
scoop every young boy and treat ′em to City Blue.

(Fabolous)
It′s like ya′ll don′t know beatbox, I was O.T. at Twelve
given a half at Six, an O.Z. at Twelve
ain′t nobody come near the minor
that was runnin′ spots in both North and South Carolina
by Ninety I was already a crack legend
pullin′ up a year early in a brown Ac Legend
I ain′t cop from Uptown, I re′d by the shores
and I could go a month straight in Fila Valores
the way I used to equip with my features
I was comin′ to Junior High School in better whips than the teachers
′bout my paper, I ain′t even think ′bout the chicks
but I kept everything Gucci from my link to my kicks
beatbox Mike, I learned to cook as a child
got knocked for attempt, the best lawyers looked at my trial
got Five at Eighteen, I took it and smiled
came home in Ninety-Two and flooded Brooklyn with valves
I′m back...

(Chorus)

@ Kelis