Keith Sweat Lyrics
Keith Sweat Lyrics
"Whatcha Like Lyrics"
Reverend Run Sermon Lyrics
[Reverend Run] Now I said, now here this Thus sayesth the Lord God And I believe, a lot of us Shouldn't even condemn these rappers Because if nobody would ah told me about God People would ah been The church folks would ah been Talkin bad about me I believe we gon' have people like Rev. Snoop Doggy Dogg
[Reverend Run] Now I said, now here this Thus sayesth the Lord God And I believe, a lot of us Shouldn't even condemn these rappers Because if nobody would ah told me about God People would ah been The church folks would ah been Talkin bad about me I believe we gon' have people like Rev. Snoop Doggy Dogg
[Intro]
Yeah, uh-uh (uh, uh)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, whatcha like? (yeah yeah)
(Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah
(Uh, uh, what, what, what, what, what)
Baby, I'm scopin'
I got you wide open
I know you want some
Some of this love of mine (yeah, yeah)
Cuz I'm not you average trick
It takes a lot to get with this
If you want my love
You gotta wine and dine (yeah, yeah)
Wait a minute baby
You must think I'm crazy
Trickin' is to me
One of my favorite past-times
Nah, I'm not used to spendin' money
Just to get some honey
But you know girl
There's always a first time
For everything, lemme say
I know what yo
Unpardonable Sin Lyrics
Take your heaven And your hell And leave them for the children I refuse to believe these lies Show me you're real Prove your greatness Can you show me that you really loved us That you really died to save us from damnation I don't think you can, I don't think you will Divine illumination sees no path
u wantTake your heaven And your hell And leave them for the children I refuse to believe these lies Show me you're real Prove your greatness Can you show me that you really loved us That you really died to save us from damnation I don't think you can, I don't think you will Divine illumination sees no path
I know what you need
Gonna give ya
What you like, what you like
You know what I want
You know what I need
Can you give me
What I like, what I like
Girl, I'll take you
Where you never been before
I'll go down girl
And give you so much more
Please come to me
I'll supply your every need
Satisfaction, baby, gauranteed
Now I've heard that game before (heard it before)
But you've got to give me more (give you more)
I like diamons and plush cars
I wanna be the star (oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boy don't take advantage
That bullshit, I can't stand it
I'm tired of givin' love
And bein' hurt
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Ride on Dem Bustas Lyrics
(Helicopter propeller) (Whisper getting louder) Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga (C-Murder in background) From the motherfucking (?) On to the motherfucking Beats By The motherfucking Pound It's the realist Nigga I walk with a dirty gun with a motherfucking round Chorus (2x):
first thing's first baby(Helicopter propeller) (Whisper getting louder) Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga Real nigga (C-Murder in background) From the motherfucking (?) On to the motherfucking Beats By The motherfucking Pound It's the realist Nigga I walk with a dirty gun with a motherfucking round Chorus (2x):
I know what you want
I know what you need
Gonna give ya
What you like, what you like
You know what I want
You know what I need
Can you give me
What I like, what I like
Uh, uh, uh, uh
You better get your shit right
Boy ain't got much equipment
For you to come prepared for me
Cuz I'ma catch you slippin'
The bullshit I'm skippin'
No dicks I'm dippin'
Watch your mouth, it ain't no trippin'
While this madam is flippin'
And I'm sippin' Perione with the thong
Gone in the jacuzzi
Call this nigga to get my bone on
Come screw me, like the driver
Do amazing shit like Macgiver
Resolute - To the last Leave no trace - No epitaph Far beyond - Known territory Throughout - Times infinity All now gone - Turned to dust Instinct survival - None to trust Fragmented - Lost identity Non-existence - Reality To the last... Superior - Conflict strategy Ultimate - War machine r
I hypnotize ya
With the twistin' of my hips
I mesmorize ya
With the lickin' of my lips
And I feed him a mouthful
Five from that snack, she packin'
In the sack, she lackin'
Ain't no slackin', I'm mackin'
Get the fuck back and recede like a hairline
Pull some shit, you gon' see me take care of mine
The bomb ? poetess be on a paper quest
For little D, my mama and me, fuck the rest
Uh, uh
I know what you want
I know what you need
Gonna give ya
What you like, what you like
You know what I want
You know what I need
Can you give me
What I like, what I like