That’s What I’m Looking For

 

кинофильм «Big Momma’s House» (p) 2000
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That’s What I’m Looking For [Da Brat]I’ve Got To Have It [Jermaine Dupri & Nas feat. Monica]What I’m Gon’ Do To You [Kandi]Bounce With Me [Lil Bow Wow feat. Xscape]You Can Always Go [Jagged Edge & Blaque feat. ROC]Radio [ROC & Phats Bossi Kurupt]Big Momma’s Theme [Da Brat]Treated Like Her [Latocha Scott & Chante Moore]I Like Dem [Lil Jon & The Eastside Boyz]I Want To Kiss You [Devin]Love’s Not Love [Marc Nelson]Get Up [Jessica]I Still Got To Have It [Jermaine Dupri & Nas feat. Monica]


That’s What I’m Looking For

(Da Brat f/ Jermaine Dupri, Lil’ Mo, Missy Elliott)

[Jermaine Dupri] :
What?
Y’all thought we wasn’t gonna make a remix to this
I want y’all to bounce wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me
Bounce
Brat, Missy, JD
Come on

[Missy Elliott] :
Yo, come here baby, let me kiss ya
Let me see what’cha bought when I’m wit’cha
Let me see what’cha talkin bout big shot
If you got that doe, can I get some?
Let me see that Benz, can I drive, dude?
Can I have when I ride right beside you?
Oh, side by side, I got my crew
Oh, you act a little funny nigga, fuck you
Cause I’m that bitch wit the six shots
Six blocks, big knots, big tick-tocks
Drop tops, shit won’t stop
Y’all flop when Miss’ drop, I rock {*dogs bark and growl*}
I’m gon’ get’chall
Bang bang to the boogie, take a picture
Of a hot girl and big time
Wit a thong, it’s on when I hit’chall
That’s what I’m lookin for

[Jermaine Dupri] :
I’m lookin for a bitch that’ll switch that thang
from right to left like no other
Type of girl that’ll blow your BRAIN
Wanna rock your CHAIN
Make you wanna take to meet your mother
No matter what baby keeps it NAME BRAND
Never let a nigga change her GAME PLAN
Even though it might look like she switch up
Everynight honey fucks with the SAME MAN
Hit the mall, get fresh just LIKE I DO
Wanna have wild sex just LIKE I DO
Bottle to the neck just LIKE I DO
That’s what I’m lookin for
She gotta be jazzy (uh-huh, uh-huh)
But when she do her thang it’s ghetto style
Tellin me»JD, nigga say my name».
Like she a new member of Destiny’s Child
I like those that got hair but still rock a weave
Know just what to do to make a nigga not leave (OH)
Know just what to wear to make a nigga go dream
Know just what to say to get the bling (That’s what I’m lookin for)
For others she won’t but WILL FOR ME
Come in and pay some of these BILLS FOR ME
Not just standin around lookin REAL PRETTY
I’m talkin bout a bitch that’ll KILL FOR ME
(That’s what I’m lookin for)

(Jermaine Dupri)
Where my thong wearin shorties at?
Got the game down packed
Got their own car, little crib and a doe stack
That’s what I’m lookin for
They know just what a brotha needs
How to throw it and make him not wanna leave
When it’s time to go down, they ain’t scared to freak
That’s what I’m lookin’ for
And where my Proda wearin shorties who
claim they don’t love you
But anytime you want somethin done, they’ll do it
That’s what I’m lookin for
Them 4, 5, 6 types
Down to do it all night
See that there, is the type of bitch I like
That’s what I’m lookin for

[Da Brat] :
Oh yeah
See me, I like a big, buff nigga, get tough nigga
Sex me rough ’til I beg to get up nigga
What’s up?
You got a hot cars?
I’m-a need to ride find WHAT I’M LOOKIN FOR
To bump these hot boys, let me get the Visa
So I can Discover your MasterCard
Let’s cruise the beach and then park the yacht
at the dock at the beaches
Don’t stop, got nothin but hot releases
A thug by my side cause I need em
Forget any reason I give
He’ll stop a nigga from breathin cause he lives for me
Dedicated to Brat only
That sexy smile, personality, my COMPLEXION give a nigga ERECTIONS
Condom in the bra for MY PROTECTION
Tell ya at the end let me get it LaShaun
What’s my name?
BRAT!
And I can fuck all night to the break of dawn
Lookin for me, a thug that’s ready to get it on
I’m like em athletic down to sweat
Cause he gotta get it
Cut, split it and wet it, servin me cause he loves to get it
And it tastes so good he’ll never forget
Believe me when I spit
It’s the part that moves his body (come on)

(Missy Elliott & Lil’Mo)
Move your body, move to the music
Grab somebody, keep it movin
Get up on the dance floor, shake your thang now
Everybody in the club
That’s what I’m lookin for

(Da Brat)
Where my rollie wearin thugs who
claim they don’t love you
But anytime you want somethin done they’ll do it
That’s what I’m lookin for
The ball all night type, frontin, screamin thug life
That’s the type of nigga I like
That’s what I’m lookin for

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I’ve Got To Have It

[JD] (Monica)
Uh-huh, oh (Oh)
Uh-huh, oh
So So Def
(I’ve got to have it)
See this is what it’s all about right her
Understand me see my life’s real
I don’t know about yours
Everything I do is an event
(I’ve got to have it)
Nas, Monica, and me
(I’ve got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club (oh)
Sumpin’ on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? (What?)

[Nas] (Monica)
When you see me with the crispy fade
Icing it out, glowing with the lights is out (hmm)
Yo say my name! (Ooh)
When you see a Bentley or Ferrari, a Mazuradi
It’s probably me (ooh, oh)
Say my name!
When your hear this song bump in the club
When you’re chillin’ on the corner with your thugs
Say my name!
I make it hot and take your block
Who they wanna be and hate they not
Yo say my name!
When your girl don’t call you when you beep her
And you hit it and her thing feel deeper
Say my name!
Pull on her hair, spankin’ her rear
While I’m in Ў®em bitches all I wanna hear is you say my name
Squeeze my gats beef is done
Police come you know the game
Don’t say my name
Dipped out crazy, Timbs chicken and gravy
Q. B., Dupri baby

[JD] (Monica)
When it comes to the clubs packed, Cristal flowin’
(I’ve got to have it)
When it comes to homes plushed out chrome stuck out in traffic
(I’ve got to have it)
When it comes to a neck full of glow
And a check full of O’s, you know
(I’ve got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club
Sumpin’ on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? Say my name!
(I’ve got to have it)

[Monica]Gotta have my tied up Iceberg Gucci Rolley
Bezzled up, bezzled up
Gotta have me a double O
With a six in the front
And a bump-bump in the truck
Gotta have me an escalade
My house is late
A man that keeps my bills paid
My records play every day
What can I say?
I’ve got to have it

[JD]When you see a black do-rag through the tint
Of a black Bent going too fast
Say my name
When you talk about longevity
And niggas who know how to keep gettin’ that cash
Say my name
When you’re sick of your songs
Sittin’ on the right
And wanna know what the top feel like
Say my name
If you wanna know what being hot feel like
And shuttin’ down the spot feel like
Say my name!
JD from the home where the bowls get thrown
And the dough get gone real quick like
Keep niggas sick like 40 karats and a chain
Foolish ain’t it?
Say my name!
Everything you did I’ve done did double
If you hate to see flash then your ass is in trouble
Scram now and don’t look back
Cause until I die it’s like that

[Monica]I’ve got to have it…

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What I’m Gon’ Do To You

Heard you in the booty club
Try-na get no love
Know I wanted to scream and shout
But I went home
Just picked up the phone
Cleared your bank account
It’s gonna be such a shame
What I’m gon’ do to you

Revenge is a must
When my heart you crushed
You know I’m gon burn your house to dust
Cause a girl really gets so serious
When you really make a girl so furious
It’s such a shame
What I’m gon’ do to you

This is the last time
That I’m gon let you get away
With all these games that you’re playing with me
(You better quit playing with me)
Cause I kept seeing the signs
But I ignored them anyway
I once was blind but now I see
(Oh I see your game going)

Cause when you came home last night
You just wasn’t smellin’ right
And that look in your eyes
Was telling what was going on
What the hell is that smell?
Could it be someone else?
(Oh so you try-na play me)
What I’m gon do

I’m getting so tired
Of you always coming in late
With the signs of mellow on your face (?)
(What’s that smell?)
I stole it from my check and pay (?)
Had you no hope, you just might be obeyed (?)
If you keep pushing the limit with me
(He-heh I wouldn’t do that if I was you)

Cause when you came home last night
You just wasn’t smellin’ right
And that look in your eyes
Was telling what was going on
What the hell is that smell?
Could it be someone else?
(You know what, forget it!)
What I’m gon do

Ok I’m gon break it down in pig latin like
Imay oinke, epre oye
Must say goodbye
Echke ooye boybey
Did you understand that?
I thought so!
Here we go!
Imay oinke, epre oye
Must say goodbye
Echke ooye boybey

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Bounce With Me

[JD](Lil Bow Wow)
(Bounce, bounce)
See around here
(Uh-huh, uh, huh-uh)
I make things that make y’all bounce
Ya know?
Heh, ya know what I mean?
(Yeah, yeah)
Left to right, right to left
(Uh-huh, uh-huh)
It’s So So Def
(Yeah uh)
And uh it’s going down
Ya know what I mean?
(Yeah)
My man Bow Wow
(Bow Wow, yeah hear me now)
Yeah ya heard?
(Check it out)
Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go!
(Peep game, let’s go)

[Lil Bow Wow]Around here we pop them coddles
Around here we get them dollars
Every girl I see that look right
A nigga like me just gotta holla
This kid here all about stackin’ up
Got big head but we can back it up
Long cause everybody get crunk
When we drop in the club starts acting up
I represent the S-O-S-O, D-E-F-M-O-B
That’s me, JD, Da Brat, and JE
So please believe
What I do ain’t never been done
Ohio is where I’m from
I heard what you said
And I saw what you do
And y’all playas really don’t want none
From the day to the night, I ROCK
Say what you like, NEVER NOT
Stayin’ alive, living the life
Gots to keep it hot
Shotgun in the drop
Riding good, twenties, TVs, leather and wood
Poppin’, watching Big Momma
Holdin’ it down like a playa should
Sing-a-long now!

[Xscape]All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me

[Lil Bow Wow]It’s the B to the O-W
Wow even your girl fall in love
When I smile
The tight little guy you ain’t seen in a while
Ignore the hype, just right for you size
I get in where I fit in
Braided up, made the bucks
And I’m still a kid
Imagine what life like when I get big
I’mma be rich surrounded by chicks
Couple of cars, couple of cribs
Gettin’ a couple of mills
Shining every time I feel
You see how So So get ill
You don’t want no stuff up in here
Bow to the Wow? in your ear now
I get down cause I’m hit bound
And I rock an iced out Mickey Mouse around my neck
And I hang on niggas like Vince Carter
With his palm on his neck
And I outta snatch up your daughters
But I was brought up with respect
When I turn 16 I’mma call her though
And show her how to ride with a baller yo
Let her know why it wouldn’t hurt her
To fall in love with a nigga like me along time ago
Sing-a-long now!

[Xscape]All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
All I wanna do is see ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Grab a partner hit the floor
Bounce with me, bounce with me
Some clap, clap others stomp
But around here we get it crunk when ya
Bounce with me, bounce with me

[Jermaine Dupri]I, I, I wanna see you bounce with me now
Take, take, take it down to the ground with me now
Shake, shake, shake it all around the town with me now
What’cha gon do shorty, what’cha gon do

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You Can Always Go

[JE & Blaque]Yo you can always go
I’m saying yo
If you ain’t with it
You can split it baby
Yo forgive me I am not for you
Gotta let you know
Baby you can be just like wall
Just let me know
And you can go

[Blaque]Just wanna know why
You don’t be here like you’re supposed to
Just wanna know why
Do you — and why you drink so much to
Just wanna know why
You can’t be what I want you to be
If you want me, oh yeah
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

[JE & Blaque]You know, I know
You ain’t try-na change so
You go, I go
We ain’t gotta stress no more
You know we ain’t gotta stress no more

Repeat 1

[Jagged Edge]Just wanna know why
You always trippin’ about what I don’t do
(Why you trippin’?)
Just wanna know why
You try-na change me
When you got at me
Don’t think that you’re better than me
Just cause you don’t get down me
Let a man be a man be a man
Or I’mma go, yeah
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)

[JE & Blaque]You know, I know
You ain’t try-na change so
You go, I go
We ain’t gotta stress no more
You ain’t gotta stress no more
Baby you can go, yeah

[Jagged Edge]You say you want me
Baby now I see
That you just wanna change me

[Blaque]No, you’re not what you said you were
So you can get your things and go

[ROC]We can go bounce, baby bounce, be out
As a matter fact mama wait a minute
(Hold up!) This is my house
So yeah I ain’t going no where so pack yours
Have a good life, whoa THAT AIN’T YOURS
Forget it I have another White Amara
Under the covers baby I’m the ROC
Hopefully I’ll call ya
Yeah sure please do me a favor
If you gon’ leave twist lock the door
And drop the keys, ya know

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Radio

[Radio DJ]Hey DJ (I’m your radio)
It’s a brand new day
Whatchu say baby?
You wanna get down?
You gotta get up
And I’m your wake-up man
The Gargamill is in your ear
Rappin’ in your ear
On WBALL (Balls)
It’s not on your radios
Your radio is not really on
If it’s too hot, then stay calm (Turn me on)

[Phats Bossi]Who’s the misfit stompin’ through your district?
Who’s the man coming fully equipt? Who’s the shit?
Who be the head-honcho? Hit ’em low like Roberto
Go blow-for-blow; I’m the man
The man’ll get the suits like MacGuyver, move like Kaiser
Ain’t nobody bustin’ liver, fuck the pod-piper, ex-sniper
Right beside ya, me and Max and a biker
What’s next? Whatchu think is next? Cash, checks
You likin’ this shit? You ain’t seen nothing yet
The army get dead, several of them dressed in fatigues
Politicin’ with the Presidents and VPs
See me on TV sippin’ keyed weed or on your local sippin’ DP
Regime be the team of the scream
Balls lean, hit the scene and I’m way too clean
On your radio, yo, yo

I’m your radio (Turn me on)
We make ya trunk pump everytime the beat bump
I’m your radio (Turn me on)
State to state, we jumpin’ through your soundwaves
I’m your radio (Turn me on)
I’m on your radio, stay gettin’ crazy dough
I’m your radio (Turn me on)
That’s cuz we bounce, rock, roll or skate

[Kurupt]Kurupt, Young Gotti, I don’t play no games
Feelin’ Beyonce about to make her _Say My Name_
I’m your radio baby in stereo baby
G-dubulous fast Gotti to drive you crazy
Impossible baby, impossible lives, the hospital lies
Listenin’ to Gotti at five
I’ma underdog dog, young balls dog, under balls balls
Young balls hog; a millon words a minute
A billon balls to bust, a trillon and a half just to _Ride Wit Us_
Yo, G Dub, let the little homies bump
And we gon’ hit them in they head when we touch ’em up
If these fools wanna trip, we gon’ light ’em up
Cuz we just don’t give a mother-switch up
or your bubble contact, touch me where I love to be touched at
Catch me in a Cut’, in a ‘Lac with a dub sack
What up ROC?

[R. O. C.]I got next (Why you?) cuz I’ll be next
The name ain’t debate when they conversate the best
Whoever slept (Well) eternally rest and good night (See ya)
I tuck haters in for life; so when you’re bumpin’ to the Man upstairs
Then tell him something (What?)
I cloned his persona specifically as a rhymer
No jewels and diamonds (Uh huh) rings and chains
Won’t ever change a thing or the slang I bring
I’m from the basement, bottom, the»Who shot ’em?»
Partna, what’s poppin’, rock cockin’, double glock
And who’s droppin’? Hip-hoppin’ non-stoppin’ on your radio
Nine blow your mind rotten cuz the rhyme style gangsta (Yeaah)
My requosition is flexxing the index (Uh)
I suggest you adjust your vest position
Bet your lights darken when the pipes sparkin’
And got Tha Pound barkin’ G talkin’, get your walk on
I’m on your radio

*Phone rings*
[Radio DJ]KWBALLS, who’s speaking?!

[RZA]Yo, this Dame Young, this the program director at Power 106
But everyone know me as the RZA»I’m Your Radio»
I get calls from Jamaica that say that’s bangin’
Let me hear that heater go!

[Radio DJ]Thank you!

*Phone rings*
[Radio DJ]This is KWBALLS, who’s this?!

[Dr. Dre]Yeah, yeah, what up? This Dr. Dre. That new cut,»I’m Your Radio»
I’m bumpin’ it right now. Warren G- You’re doing big thangs boy
Keep it bangin’!

[Radio DJ]Well, blow me down, KWBALLS is doing it again, startin’ something

*Phone rings*
[Radio DJ]KWBALLS, who’s this?!

[Warren G]Yo, what’s up?! This Warren G and I was just calling in to say that new song
by Phats, Kurupt, the R. O. C. — it’s off the hook baby. Keep banging it

[Radio DJ]WBALLS, WBALLS, WBALLS
What more can we have here folks?!
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps and hustlaz
It’s going down

*Phone rings*
[Radio DJ]Hot-line, who is this?!

[Queen B]What’s up?! This Queen B representin’ all the rats and OGs
And»I’m Your Radio». Keep banging that shit baby

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Big Momma’s Theme

(Vita & Da Brat f/ Destiny’s Child)

[Jermaine] (Destiny’s Child)
Yo New York in da house
(Do, do, do, do…)
Brooklyn in da house
Uptown in da house
Chi Town in da house
Atlanta, Georgia are you in da house?
West Coast in da house
Vita
Everybody in da house
Baby, baby come on
Baby come on

[Vita]Yo, yo, yo who that be?
V-I-T-A
Big Momma lady murders away
We play twenty-four hours a day
Mind on money twenty-four hours a day
It’s hard to say or tell
When there’s love in the air
So I continue to be Miss Dawg of the year
And take care of my peeps when the streets is hot
You need a place to stay just pull out the cot
And I swerve in the two-door car without no shotgun
Driver took ’em lukewarm to hot like lava
I not one that’s forgotten
There’s a lot of haters that be hatin’ for nothing
With their hand out waitin’ for something
Chick like me I waits for nothin’
Put in work till the cake come in
So breathe easy whenever you need me
Just yell, V-I-T-A know it well

[Destiny’s Child]This is Big Momma’s house
We ain’t gon take no poppin’ off at the mouth
This is Big Momma’s house
Those that get a chance to dance
They get turned out
This is Big Momma’s house
One night spent here
Have you climbing up the wall
This is Big Momma’s house
We ain’t gonna take no mess at all

[Da Brat]You know how Da Brat-tat get
The dough stack what?
Ready for combat get your head cracked
What?
Could cook a steak up and dice that paper
Chop it up like onions to add that flavor
I’m fresh even your mami wish I was her seed
I rip a hole in the track as it bleed
I breeve on ’em and make ’em feel the heat
Obviously it’s evident I can’t be beat, what?
I strut in dem thirty-eight jeans or the fitted ones
Either way you still wanna split something
Could it be the curves in the waist? (What?)
Or could it be the Suburban I push when I swerve through the place
(Uh) Got the nerve to not be able to be replaced (Yeah)
Haters can’t tap in cause I can’t be traced (Uh)
This my house, don’t speak until spoken to
Disrespect me and I’m choking you what?

[Jermaine] (Destiny’s Child)
No uh come on
(Do, do, do, do…)
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up

[Destiny’s Child]No, no!

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Treated Like Her

[LaTocha]I wanna be, wanna be
Treated like her

[LaTocha]She kicked you out
Tell me who took you in
Whose shoulder did you cry on?
When you heard she f- your friend
To see your ass there crying
Over one cheap thrill
Makes me ask why men fall for the fake
When y’all can have something that’s real

Heard she takes your ends
And spends on her friends
She’s out in your Benz
At the club with other men
She’s scandalous
And you don’t wanna face the truth
She’s scandalous
She’s getting over on you

[Chante & LaTocha]I wanna be treated like her
Everybody in the hood
Knows the girl ain’t no good
I wanna be treated like her
Try-na do this and that
But you still keep running back
I wanna be treated like her
What she got, I ain’t got?
I mean if I’m your girl
I wanna be treated like her
Even though you’re saying that you love me
You miss being in her bed

[Chante]So when she took you to court
I’m the girl who had your back
Made sure everything was comfortable for your babe
That your pockets had some cash
Try-na sit here and tell you
‘Bout how she really is
But when I try you always cut me off
Saying that you don’t wanna hear

Heard she takes your ends
And spends on her friends
She’s out in your Benz
At the club with other men
She’s scandalous
And you don’t wanna face the truth
She’s scandalous
She’s getting over on you

[Chante & LaTocha]Baby (Baby) tell me (tell me)
What does it take to make you realize?
That every little thing that you need (Yeah)
Is right here with me
(Right here with me)
Why can’t you see?
That I was there for you
When the chips were falling down
(Down, down, down)
Seems that she’s got your heart (Yeah)
And I’m torn apart (Ooh)
She’ll never love you like I can, no

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I Like Dem

It’s some hoes in this house
It’s some hoes in this house
If you see them point them out
If you see them point them out

I like them hoes with them golds in they mouth
That be them hoes from the motherfuckin’ south
I like them hoes with them big ass butts
That be them hoes that’ll let a nigga cut
I like them hoes with them tats on they thigh
That be them hoes that love to get high
I like them hoes with them piercings in they tongue
That be them hoes that suck dick and swallow cum

I like them hoes

Hook:
Some call them hoochies
Some call them breezays
Some call them bitches
But we call them hoes
That’s how it goes

I like them hoes with them colored ass wigs
That be them hoes with two or more kids
I like them hoes that’ll help a nigga fight
That be them hoes that’ll fuck with a dyke
I like them hoes with they own damn car
That be them hoes down for menage a trois
I like them hoes with them six inch heels
That be them hoes that’ll let a nigga drill

I like them hoes with them diamonds in they nails

That be them hoes that ain’t scared to go to jail
I like them hoes with that weave in the front
That be them hoes that can roll a fat blunt
I like them hoes with them tight capri pants
That be them hoes that put you in a three point stance
I like them hoes that be tooting that dust
That be them hoes that don’t really give a fuck

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I Want To Kiss You

Hey baby come here
I got something to tell you
See I’ve been thinking a lot about you lately
And well…

We’ve spent a lot of time together
I think I’m kind of in to you
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m feeling sort of nervous and anxious
To tell you what I’m going through

Well it might be the night
Or it might the bright moonlight
All I see is a wonderful need
And beautiful too
So precious and new
And this is all I wanna do

I wanna kiss you so bad
So bad it’s driving me mad
I wanna kiss you real good
Oh and I’m wishing I could
(I, I, I wanna, oh baby let me kiss you)

I have a little tiny confession
I don’t know what to do
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh I have a little tiny obsession
With something that’s attached to you

Well it might be your eyes
Or it might be your nice big ooh
I don’t know if I want my cover blown
I want the truth
Every time I’m with you
This is what I wanna do

I wanna kiss you so bad
(Just wanna kiss you baby)
(Can I kiss you?)
So bad it’s driving me mad
(Just wanna kiss you baby)
(I wanna kiss you)
I wanna kiss you real good
(Just wanna kiss you baby)
(And I’m wishin’ I could)
Oh and I’m wishing I could
(I, I, I wanna, oh baby let me kiss you)

Well it might be the smile
Or the way you look into my eyes
Baby ooh what to do
I won’t know until I kiss you
That’s why, that’s why I got to have you
I got to have you baby
I got to have you
Oh that why I
I got to have you
I got to have you baby
I got to have you
I wanna kiss you so bad

I wanna kiss you so bad
(Just wanna kiss you baby)
(Can I kiss you?)
So bad it’s driving me mad
(Just wanna kiss you baby)
(I wanna kiss you)
I wanna kiss you real good
(Just wanna kiss you baby)
(And I’m wishin’ I could)
Oh and I’m wishing I could
(I, I, I wanna, oh baby let me kiss you)

Just wanna kiss you baby
Can I kiss you?
Just wanna kiss you baby
I wanna kiss you
Just wanna kiss you baby
And I’m wishin’ I could
I, I, I wanna, oh baby let me kiss you

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Love’s Not Love

I wanna be the first one to say
That I really like you
Feel some attraction
I wanna see you looking my way
All I wanna do is hold you
Because

Love’s not love ’til you’re mine, oh, mine
Love’s not love ’til I feel your touch
I wanna be close to you and I want you so much
Love’s not love until you’re mine
Love’s not love until you’re mine

From the very moment we met
I know I would never wanna be away from you
Baby, after all that was said
All I wanna know is you want me, too

Love’s not love ’til you’re mine, oh, mine
Love’s not love ’til I feel your touch
I wanna be close to you and I want you so much
Love’s not love until you’re mine
Love’s not love until you’re mine

More than ever it’s true
Not ashamed to tell you
That my heart is crying
When you’re walking alone
All you leave me sighing
And wondering, baby

Love’s not love ’til you’re mine, oh, mine
Love’s not love ’til I feel your touch
I wanna be close to you and I want you so much
Love’s not love until you’re mine
Love’s not love until you’re mine

Love’s not love until you’re mine (Until you’re mine)
Love’s not love until you’re mine
Until you’re mine (Ohhh, no, no, no)
Until you’re mine (Until you’re mine)
Until you’re mine

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Get Up

I got the heat to make your feet move to the beat
And if you sing come on and get up outta ya seat
Don’t worry about what people think
Get on the floor and let your soul take control

Set your mind all free and throw away your worries
Cuz we gon’ party ’til the morning light
Despite all of your fears
No matter where you live
The P-A-R-T-Y is on tonight, yeahhh

All the sisters everywhere- get up
All the brothers everywhere- get up
People your hands in the air- get up
Wave ’em like you just don’t care- get up
From the booth to LA- get up
All the party people everywhere- get up
Throw away your worries and kids- get up
Put ’em up, put ’em up, everybody get on up

All of my partners in the PJs to the homies around from around the way
Let’s set things off (Whoa, yeah)
No time for tears appears cuz the year two-zero-zero-zero is here
So let’s just have a good time (Tiiiiime)

I’m about to get my shake on
Turn the volume up and put this tape on
And then this can be not to fake on
My people come to help me get my break on
Never will I do the one mistake and
Nor dance with someone that is taken
And no one will ever keep me waitin’
I gotta be the one that you’re dating
Plus I gotta be the one you call on
If you down to know then you can fall on
And that’s the way it’s gotta be
So let’s party
Get your drink on
Whatever you do, don’t be rude, just keep your cool
Gotta get your nice and let it go
And let this music take control

Chicago- get up
New York- get up
California- get up
A-T-L- get up
New Orleans- get up
DC- get up

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I Still Got To Have It

[JD] (Monica)
Uh-huh, oh (Oh)
Uh-huh, oh
So So Def
Turn it up
(I’ve got to have it)
See this is what it’s all about right her
Understand me see my life’s real
I don’t know about yours
Everything I do is an event
(I’ve got to have it)
Nas, Monica, and me
(I’ve got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club (oh)
Sumpin’ on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? (What?)

[Nas] (Monica)
When you see me with the crispy fade
Icing it out, glowing when the lights is out (hmm)
Yo say my name! (Ooh)
When you see a Bentley or Ferrari, a Maserati
It’s probably me (ooh, oh)
Say my name!
When your hear this song bump in the club
When you’re chillin’ on the corner with your thugs
Say my name!
I make it hot and take your block
Who they wanna be and hate they not
Yo say my name!
When your girl don’t call you when you beep her
And you hit it and her thing feel deeper
Say my name!
Pull on her hair, spankin’ her rear
While I’m in ’em bitches all I wanna hear is you say my name
Squeeze my gats beef is done
Police come you know the game
Don’t say my name
Dipped out crazy, Timbs chicken and gravy
Q. B., Dupri baby

1 — [JD] (Monica)
When it comes to the clubs packed, Cristal flowin’
(I’ve got to have it)
When it comes to homes plushed out chrome stuck out in traffic
(I’ve got to have it)
When it comes to a neck full of glow
And a check full of O’s, you know
(I’ve got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club
Sumpin’ on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? Say my name!
(I’ve got to have it)

[Monica]Gotta have my tied up Iceberg Gucci Rolley
Bezzled up, bezzled up
Gotta have me a double O
With the six in the front
And the bump-bump in the truck
Gotta have me an escalade
My house is late
A man that keeps my bills paid
My records play every day
What can I say?
I’ve got to have it

[JD]When you see a black do-rag through the tint
Of a black Bent going too fast
Say my name
When you talk about longevity
And niggas that know how to keep gettin’ that cash
Say my name
When you’re sick of your songs
Sittin’ on the right
And wanna know what the top feel like
Say my name
If you wanna know what being hot feel like
And shuttin’ down the spot feel like
Say my name!
JD from the home where the bowls get thrown
And the dough get gone real quick like
Keep niggas sick like 40 karats and a chain
Foolish ain’t it?
Yeah say my name!
Everything you did I’ve done did double
If you hate to see flash your ass is in trouble
Scram now and don’t look back

Cause until I die it’s like that

[JD] (Monica)
Girl don’t you love the way I rock it baby
Girl how I keep it in my pocket
Maybe we can hook up cause you got something I want and
(I’ve got to have it)
Girl don’t you love the way I rock it baby
Girl how I keep it in my pocket
Maybe we can hook up cause you got something I want and
(I’ve got to have it)

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