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• Título: lil' jon feat Busta Rhymes & Elephant Man
• Año: 2006

Letra:

feat. Busta Rhymes, Elephant Man, Ying Yang Twins)

[Intro: Elephant Man]
Eastside Boyz (Yep! Atlanta Georgia) mayday!!!
Good to go (The dirty south again!)
Elephant Man, Likkle Jon, Busta Rhymes
Alright, weh we fi do wid di dance!!!!
(Give dem di dance now, buss di dance now)
Shizzle, Jamaica, New York, Eastside Boyz (You know come on!)
Aiyyo Likkle Jon, Busta! Oonu ready fi tek di dancefloor, alright
This a now fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Signal di plane now fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Pon di river yuh fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Di higher level yuh fi do then, do then
Yuh dance and tek it to dem, to dem, come on!!!!

[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins + (Elephant Man)]
Three, six, nine, damn your fine
Move it till you sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low (Get Low) get low (Get low) get low (Get low)
([Elephant Man:] Come on!)
To the window ([EM:] Give dem di dance now) to the wall (To the wall) ([EM:] Buss di dance now)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (My Balls!)
All these bitches crawl (Crawl)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)

[Verse 1: Lil' Jon]
Hey! Hey! Let me see you get, a get low (You Scared!)
Turn your body yo the, to the flo' (You scared!)
Let me see you get, a get low (You Scared!)
Turn your body to the, to the flo' (You scared!)
Shake that ass girl, shake it fast girl
Shake that ass to the left to the right girl
Shake that ass girl, shake it fast girl
Shake that ass to the left to the right girl
Let me see you just, back, back, back it up (Awww shit!!!)
Back, back, back it up (Awww shit)
Back, back, back it up (Awww shit)
Back, back, back it up (Awww shit)
Let me see you just stop (Oh!) wiggle with it (Yeah!)
Stop (Oh!) wiggle with it (Yeah!)
Stop (Oh!) wiggle with it (Yeah!)
Stop (Oh!) wiggle with it (Yeah!)

[Verse 2: Elephant Man]
Gal shake up yuh booty, when yuh shake it up yuh get mi rudey
Wouldn't mind fi see yuh get nudey
Miss cutie cutie, love di way yuh wine and how yuh movey
Dem gal deh can wine trust me and dem waistline groovy
Wine around like a blue movie
Tek it to dem Keisha and Susie
Hey! Do di pon di river do di pon di river hey!
Do di higher level do di higher level hey!
Signal di plane signal di plane hey!
Alright give dem a run just give dem a run hey!
Shake yuh booty yuh fi shake it slow
Rotate like di tire dem a Texaco (Whoa)
Everywhere yuh go man just step pon yuh Kso
Just fi get yuh ting dem a promise yuh peso
Dem a seh yuh hype and wonder how yuh stay so
Make monkey face, gal go down slow
Tic tac toe we got dem all in a row
Get rich and get mad nuh bodda hold him Joe
Big up Danger Voo dem a tornado
Do di dance, alright, come on

[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins (Elephant Man)]
Three, six, nine, damn your fine
Move it till you sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low (Get Low) get low (Get low) get low (Get low)
(Elephant Man: Come on!)
To the window ([EM:] Give dem di dance now) to the wall (To the wall) ([EM:] Buss di dance now)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (My Balls!)
All these bitches crawl (Crawl)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Aiyyo! Check it!!!
I'm comin through with a thick crew playa (Waddup!)
You can't believe I'm on the shit too playa (Waddup!)
I'm a sit and watch your girl put it on me (Waddup!)
I love it when you got your ass clappin for me (Waddup!)
Your big ass cover the back of my harley (Waddup!)
Ass from the front to the back of the party (Waddup!)
That's right (Yeah girl) that's it (Come on!)
Get low shorty shake that shit (Come on!)
If you ain't got learned get it down packed mami
With all that ass you got sittin on your back mami
Now all my shorties need to get in line
I said because I'm only gonna tell you one more time
Cause if that ass kind of stocky and fat
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up bounce (BACK!!!!)
While I, get dough (Get dough!!!) smoke dro (Smoke dro!!!)
Get low because I fuckin said so

[Elephant Man:] Come on!!!

[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins + (Elephant Man)]
Three, six, nine, damn your fine
Move it till you sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low (Get Low) get low (Get low) get low (Get low)
([Elephant Man:] Come on!)
To the window ([EM:] Give dem di dance now) to the wall (To the wall) ([EM:] Buss di dance now)
Till the sweat drop down my balls (My Balls!)
All these bitches crawl (Crawl)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)
Y'all skeet skeet motherfuckers (Motherfuckers)
Y'all skeet skeet god damn (God Damn!!!)

[Outro: Elephant Man]
This a now fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Signal di plane now fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Pon di river yuh fi do then, do then
Dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Di higher level yuh fi do then, do then
Yuh dance and tek it to dem, to dem
Yeah, Elephant Man, Lil Jon, Busta Rhymes, Eastside Boyz
Jamaica, New York, L.A. shizzle, do di dance now (Come on!)
Do di dance now, give dem di dance now
Miami Florida, shizzle, it's summer, come on!!!
Summertime give dem di dance summertime buss di dance
Give dem di dance now, give dem di dance
Give dem di dance a dat di girls want
Give dem di dance Likkle Jon give dem di dnace
Give dem di dance Busta give dem di dance
Buss di dance Likkle John buss di dance
Elephant Man, tell, what more you want

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• Título: chingy - One call Away
• Año: 2006

Letra:

J/Weav]
Ooh, yea yea
DTP, how we do
Call you and you can call me
Whatever you wanna do baby

[Chorus: J/Weav & (Chingy)] 4x
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
You call if you wanna bump over me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away

[Chingy]
It was weird how we met, huh
She was wit her mom in Bank America
I'm wit my son cashin the check
So I asked outta respect (uh)
Would she like to explore the world or buy
We can fly in my jet
Her reply was "Yes, can I ask you sumpin?"
I seen it in her eye, mama lookin like all I wanted was sex
Scene moved to the next (that is true) but it was something
about this girl's style that make me feel no regrets
We started off casual; walks through the park
Candle light dinners by dark, I'm thinkin smart (smart)
Of course she might think I'm in a rush
To touch, clutch and be up, but baby I ain't on that stuff
Dropped her off and told her call me up, we can talk
Conversate about political subjects whatever's thought
So I zoomed off, lookin by and my phone rang
It was her in the shower, (she said) she said "I couldn't do without ya"
Then I said. . .

[Chorus: J/Weav & (Chingy)] 4x
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
You call if you wanna bump over me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away

[Chingy]
The next day I'm with the fellas at the case playin ball
Here she comes wit her friends they posted up on the wall
Now I'm showin off, trynta dunk trynta dribble break fast
Through the middle just to see her smile and giggle
Game over I punched her wit a kiss on the cheek
The homeboys lookin at me sayin "Lil Howard you weak"
But you know how that go, what I got they want
What I got I flaunt, never mess wit it, PLEASE don't
Told her "I'm going home" she asked can she go too
I'm like "Yeah boo, I can't see me without you"
Got thurr, I took a shower jumped out she in the bed
With a see-through thong said I looked at her and said. . .

[Chorus: J/Weav & (Chingy)] 4x
(You, could, call, me)
You call if you wanna bump over me
(If you was my baby)
I'm always one call away

[Chingy]
Girl recognize game, before game recognize YOU
You're dealin wit a player, TRUE
Now whatchu wanna do?
We can kick it and go puff on a bluuunt
Oh you don't smoke? Grab a pint of Hen' then we can get druuunk
It's up to you, I'm the man but baby just let me know
Cuz if you got an attitude I could treat you just like a hoe
Get to rollin wit me baby, hop in there's enough room
We can gaze at the stars that shine like the moon
Gimme a chance to show ya, and a chance to know ya
Just be true, and there's nothing I won't do, for ya
Some women like to play it foul (foul)
But them the kind I put in the place of a child (child)
Don't worry be happy and smile and. . .

[Chorus: J/Weav & (Chingy)] 4x
(You, could, roll, wit, me)
You call if you wanna bump over me
(If you was my baby)
I'm only one call away

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• Título: Usher feat. wallen - U got it bad
• Álbum : aucun
• Año: 2006

Letra:

Oh no, no, no, no, no

USHER
When you feel it in your body
You found somebody who makes you change your ways
Like hanging with you crew
Said you act like you're ready
But you don't really know
And everything in your past, you wanna let it go

I've been there, done it, fucked around
After all that, this is what I found
Nobody wants to be alone
If you 're touched by the words in this song
Then baby

WALLEN:
U got, U got it bad
When you're on the phone
Hang up and you call right back
U got, U got it bad
If you miss a day without your friend
Your whole's life off track
You know you got it bad when you'restuck in the house
You don't wanna have fun
It's all you think about
U got it bad when you're out with someone
But you keep on thinkin' bout somebody else
U got it bad

Il a plu sur mon visage
Et tu n'as pas vu mes larmes Regarde moi baby
J'aurai voulu te serrer dans mes bras simplement
Te dire baby reste pres de moi seulement
L'egaux de l'un ou l'autre a tout gaché et la page que l'on doit tourner
Reste inachevée et tout ne s'achète pas
Et encore une fois je veux t'entendre dire

USHER:I'm your man, you're my girl
I'm gonna tell it to the whole wide world
Ladies say I'm your girl, you're my man
Promise to love you the best I can

See I've been there, done it, fucked around
After all that, this is what I found
Everyone of y'all are just like me
It's too bad that you can't see
That you got it bad hey

U got, U got it bad
When you're on the phone
Hang up andyou call right back
U got, U got it bad
If you miss a day without your friend
Your whole's like off track
You know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house
You don't wanna have fun
It's all you think about
U got it bad when you're out wth someone
But you keep on thinkin'bout somebady else
U got it bad

U got, U got it bad
When you're on the phone
Hang up and you call right back
U got, U got it bad
If you miss a day without your friend
Your whole's like off track
You know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house
You don't wanna have fun
It's all you think about
U got it bad when you're out with someone
But you keep on thinkin' bout somebody else
U got it bad

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• Título: Diam's - Dans Ma Bulle
• Año: 2006

Letra:

Dans ma bulle le fond de teint sert à cacher les cocards
L'amour est arrivé trop tard, Cendrillon fait le trottoir
Dans ma bulle les baskets traînent sur le bitume
On a du mal a dire « je t'aime » car on a pas l'habitude
Dans ma bulle si Venus est victime d'adultère
Bah Venus prend un gun et te vise à la tête
Dans ma bulle le fusil a replacer les roses
Et par dépit tu passe de bédo a l'héro
Dans ma bulle c'est no limite c'est polémique
Les histoires de cul de la ferme a remplacé Beverly hills
Dans ma bulle on fait tout en douce et en s'crete, et
Les jeunes fument et font l'amour dans des chambres d'hôtel.
Des filles en manque de rêves couchent pour qu'on les aime,
Des mecs en manque de respect poussent pour qu'on les craigne
Dans ma bulle les filles adorent les mecs hardcores,
Certaines jouent les femmes fortes car ils sortent avec un bad boy mais..
Dans ma bulle la réalité te rattrape 6 heures du mat
les keufs frappent à ta porte et t'embarquent
Dans ma bulle ton mec a pris 10 ans de placard,
Ton amour c'est des mandats et du courrier du parloir
Dans ma bulle la rue a bousillé nos hommes
C'est pa qu'une question d'hormones, non c'est une question d'ordres

Dans ma bulle l'amour est en garde à vu ya plus de love dans les rues de ma bulle

refrain :
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Le manque d'amour me rend folle
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Histoire d'y croire encore
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Le manque d'amour me rend folle
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Histoire d'y croire encor

Dans ma bulle les mères on prie la place des pères,
Elles rêvent toutes en banlieue de vivre place des ternes
Dans ma bulle la politique a fait un bid ainsi avec un nique la police on fait un hit
Dans ma bulle ya des sourires sous des capuches,
Dans les coulisses, y'a des tas de putes sa baise mais ça fait la prude
Dans ma bulle l'amour c'est pa la peine
Ca ken pour un sac Chanel ça fait l'appel pour un phone-tel
Dans ma bulle, je me sens seule, je me sens salie,
On aime sans coeur on aime sa quand sa sent le calibre
Dans ma bulle ya trop de fille malsaines
Certaines attendent-leur règles pour te faire croire quelles sont vierges
Dans ma bulle ya trop d'enfants du divorces,
trop de parents qui s'amochent et se menacent devant les gosses
Dans ma bulle les hommes on déserté le front,
Jetés l'éponge pris le savon et on fait rentrer les ronds
Dans ma bulle le romantisme a pris une gifle les actrices de film X sont devenus des artistes
Dans ma bulle on critique les femmes en jupe
Ta pa besoin de venir de la sup. pour te faire traiter de pute
Dans ma bulle sa parle cash, sa partage, sa parle mal, sa part au car de tour, sa par aux chtar

Dans ma bulle l'amour est en garde à vu ya plus de love dans les rues de ma bulle

refrain :
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Le manque d'amour me rend folle
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Histoire d'y croire encore
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Le manque d'amour me rend folle
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Histoire d'y croire encor

Dans ma bulle, on traîne, on rêve le coeur vide, on se fait belle
Mais il a toujours un blême avec le d'odeur vide
Dans ma bulle ya plus d'age pour faire la grande,
Pour une histoire banale tu peux finir par faire la manche
Dans ma bulle les goûts a dépassé le love
tu déambule est sous ta robe il y a comme une odeur de viol
Dans ma bulle les hommes carbure au raid bulle
On dort plus on vie sous la lune donc on ne rêve plus
Dans ma bulle Loanna baise dans la piscine
Quand moi je crève d'avoir un mec qui me désir sans appétit
Dans ma putin de bulle j'étouffe d'un manque affectif
On ne jure que par le sexy et le fictif
Dans ma bulle j'ai le coeur qui sature
Chéri, range ta voiture et emmène-moi sur saturne.
Chéri, sort moi de ma bulle parait que la vie est belle
Ouai parait que la vie et belle au-delà de mes ruelles dans ma bulle

Refrain :
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Le manque d'amour me rend folle
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Histoire d'y croire encore
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Le manque d'amour me rend folle
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Histoire d'y croire encor
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Le manque d'amour me rend folle
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Histoire d'y croire encore
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Le manque d'amour me rend folle
Nan, nan sortez-moi de ma bulle
Histoire d'y croire encore

Nan nan nan nan
Chéri
Nan nan nan nan
Parait que la vie est belle au-delà de mes ruelles
Nan nan nan nan
Chéri