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Special Day

on January 19, 2010

Special Day

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Breakfast when you wake,
along with the candle on a cupcake that I baked,
catering you is much of my Oblige,
Consider stress a mirage,
you're the beat to my heart,
here's a rose with no thorns on the stem, you're a gem,
you're the reason why I've, found 100 ways to,
adore you 3 times a day, morning noon and night,
it's for you

Today's a special day for you,
these are a few, (these are a few, these are a few)
things I'd like to do for you,
today's a special day for you,
these are a few, (these are a few, these are a few)
things I'd like to share with you

I'm a fool for love today, honest I'll do,
anything you need me to, uh huh,
from sun rise to sun set on this ordinary day,
you can have it all your way,
that's my job, you're a heart throb,
love's the reason why God sent you before me,
so we can see what it's like, morning noon and night,
it's for you

Today's a special day for you,
these are a few, (these are a few, these are a few)
things I'd like to do for you, (would you like that, yea)
today's a special day for you,
these are a few, (these are a few, these are a few)
things I'd like to share with you

It doesn't matter what the weather is, oh no
from this point on I'll share with you the break of spring,
an angel kissed the day we fell in love, oh
so to you, the sweetness of, oh dear my life, just in case, oh yea yea yea

Today's a special day for you,
these are a few, (these are a few, these are a few)
things I'd like to do for you, (would you like that, yea)
today's a special day for you,
these are a few, (these are a few, these are a few)
things I'd like to share with you

[Jaheim] would you like that?
[Woman] yea that's cool
[Jaheim] what you wanna do babe?
[Jaheim] I don't know
[Jaheim] think about it
[Woman] I'm thinking
[Jaheim] think about it, oooh
[Woman] I'm thinking
[Jaheim] Ooooh, I'm a fool for love today,
honest I, honest I, honest I, honest I'll do,
anything you want me to, special day for you.

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Still Ghetto Ft. Taquane

on January 19, 2010

Still Ghetto Ft. Taquane

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You got me baby
This ones for my ladies, oh

All I really want is your ghetto love
24/7 we'll be makin' love
I'll take it down, that's if you want me too
Just one of many things I wanna do to you
(Girl) Don't you get scared
I'm gonna take my time
Whatever it takes I gotta make you mine
It's getting late save a thing for J
Let me love you my ghetto love way, yeah

Baby, 2 weeks ago I might you at that party
You was knockin' by and rockin' lookin' my way
Standin' at the bar sippin’ Bacardi
I was tempted (Tempted) to slide across the floor
To drop my digits
Then you looked and turned away
Like you weren't with it
But I knew in my heart that I
Could rip it, girl I'm gifted...
What you wanna do

All I really want is your ghetto love
24/7 we'll be makin' love
I'll take it down, that's if you want me too
Just one of many things I wanna do to you
(Girl) Don't you get scared
I'm gonna take my time
Whatever it takes I gotta make you mine
It's getting late save a thing for J
Let me love you my ghetto love way, yeah

Stop frontin' it's time to give a
Nigga what he wantin'
You know I got that flavor
Don't you want it? (Don't you want it)
While I'm lookin' in your eyes
And you kissin' on my lips
Girl I'm rubbin' on your thighs
You got me slippin' (slippin')
So fine at times you got a nigga chicken, yeah
So all I wanna do is
What you wanna do
While you persist on frontin'
I gots to tell the truth

All I really want is your ghetto love
24/7 we'll be makin' love
I'll take it down, that's if you want me too
Just one of many things I wanna do to you
(Girl) Don't you get scared
I'm gonna take my time
Whatever it takes I gotta make you mine
It's getting late save a thing for J
Let me love you my ghetto love way, yeah

(Flippin' up) Stop the fake keep it real
What's the deal (Wanna tear it up)
You know just where a man
Ain't trying it right for you
(Wanna wipe it up) Slide up to my crib
That's where I penetrate (Wanna tear it up)
Chardonnay by the fire place you ridin' (Wanna wipe it up)
JaJa's gonna freak you know
How you want it girl (Gonna tear it up)
Gonna put in work until you see the sun
Come up (Gonna whip it up)
Hands up in my back
She tight like that
That's all I really want
Tell me can you handle that?

All I really want is your ghetto love
24/7 we'll be makin' love
I'll take it down, that's if you want me too
Just one of many things I wanna do to you
(Girl) Don't you get scared
I'm gonna take my time
Whatever it takes I gotta make you mine
It's getting late save a thing for J
Let me love you my ghetto love way, yeah

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Let's Talk About It

on January 19, 2010

Let's Talk About It

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No no no daddy
No no no daddy
Lets talk about it
Just reminisce and know
everything is gonna be alright
oh being lost without

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Fabulous Ft. Tha Rayne

on January 19, 2010

Fabulous Ft. Tha Rayne

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Hi Mommy
Hi Daddy
I’m Fabulous

Young cat, got back, did a little BID
now he hard, he buff, he tough -- doo rag and timbs
Kinda hard to get a job back out on the block
Charge that to the game

Young girl, she grew up in a rush
Had it bad, no dad, she don't know who to trust
Every man she ever loved only WANNA CRUSH.
Charge that to the game

But it's all gravy, hey baby
Shots get popped, the cops shut down the party
Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches
We got love for ya'll, but y'all don't love us.

So we SWERVIN' in the Suburban, switchin' lanes
Spend up all our dough on them chromey THANGS
Name our kids some funny names
Don't hate on us, we're fabulous.

Prepaid CELLIES for local calls
little dons and divas up at the mall
rockin' cornrow twists, that's how we BALL
don't hate on us, were fabulous

They met, he said how she was a dime
So naive that she believed every single lie
17, first time slipped up, bout to have a child
Charge that to the game

Was just us and mom, single family home
She did the best she could, did it all alone
Met a man but he won't raise a child that’s not his own
Oh, no, oh, no, no

But it's all gravy, hey baby
Shots get popped, the cops shut down the party
Jeans sag low, blow smoke out of Dutches
We got love for ya'll, but y'all don't love us.

So we SWERVIN' in the Suburban, switchin' lanes
Spend up all our dough on them chromey THANGS
Name our kids some funny names
Don't hate on us, we're fabulous

Prepaid CELLIES for local calls
little dons and divas up at the mall
rockin cornrow twists, that’s how we BALL
But don't hate on us, were fabulous

We're all that we've got
and no matter whatever together we'll weather the storm

IT AIN'T A LOT, we all we got, it might get rough, but
it's alright

Cause U-N-I-T-Y is all we need
To get our R-E-S-P-E-C-T
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P
And never G-I-V-E U-P
And keep your H-E-A-D U-P

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Put That Woman First

on January 19, 2010

Put That Woman First

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Oooh...ooh...ooh...ooh... (Yeah)
If they gleam in the sun
while they spin and they fit on my truck then (I could remember)
And if it came in the sack
No stems no seeds in the bag then (I could remember)

And if they drip from my wrist and they look like they shine like new then (I
could remember)
But Ohhh girl
I forgot to be your lover

If it wasn't for the 9 to 5
Double-up overtime then (I could remember)
If it wasn't for the Sunday all star
weekend games girl (I could remember)

And if it wasn't for the dough
Gettin fifty g's a show girl ya know that (I could remember)
But silly me, silly me
Ohhh
Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover

Now I realize that you need love too (Oh, yeah)
Spend my life makin' up to you
Oh, girl
Oh, I forgot to be your lover

When she starts bringin’ up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse (Oh, brother)
Findin’ numbers in her purse
Better put that woman first (Yeah)

And you notice she ain’t wearin’ her ring (Oh, no)
When she starts playin’ little games
Comin’ in late from work
You better put that woman first

If it wasn't for the make up on my shirt
Still out there chasin' skirts then (I could remember)
And if it wasn't for that fight last night
You smashin' out my headlights then (I could remember)

If it wasn't for parole
Steady duckin' my P O girl you know (I could remember)
But silly me, silly me, babe
Tell me how could I ever forget to be your lover

Now I realize that you need love too
Spend my life makin' up to you
Oh, girl
Oh, I forgot to be your lover

When she starts bringin’ up old dirt (Bringin’ up old
shhhh)
And the fights keep getting worse
(Oh...oh...oh...oh...)
Findin’ numbers in her purse (I’m tellin’ you,
brother)
Better put that woman first (You better put your woman
first

And you notice she ain’t wearin’ her ring (Oh, yeah)
When she starts playin’ little games (I’m-I’m-I’m-I’m
tellin’ you, brother)
Comin’ in late from work
You better put that woman first (Put that woman first)

(So many times) Actin like it wasn't really nothin'
(So many ways) Kept to myself, always runnin’
(So many games) All that I sin
(So many words) I need you to stay
(Always came first) Even though sometimes fallin’
second
(Came down to love) You know I had to win the last race
(Spend some time) Put in some work
(And for better or worse) Always put that woman first

When she starts bringin’ up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse (Gettin’ worse)
Findin’ numbers in her purse (In her purse)
Better put that woman first (Put that woman first)

And you notice she ain’t wearin’ her ring (Ooh, yeah)
When she starts playin’ little games (Her little
games)
Comin’ in late from work (I’mma say it again)
You better put that woman first (Put that woman, put that woman first)

When she starts bringin’ up old dirt
And the fights keep getting worse (She’s gonna leave
you)
Findin’ numbers in her purse
Better put that woman first (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And you notice she ain’t wearin’ her ring (Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah)
When she starts playin’ little games (Yeah, yeah)
Comin’ in late from work
You better put that woman first

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