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created on 03/12/2007  |  http://fubar.com/song-lyrics/b63966

Kingston
Let’s Go
Hey, hey, hey
Red One
Hey Hey
Shawty got that super thing
Hotter than the sun of south in spain
Got me soon as I walked through the door
My pocket started tickle-ing
The way she dropped it low that thang
Got me wanna spend my money on her, her

She get it pop it lock it drop it,
That birthday cake,
Got a candle, need to blow that crazy flame away
Now take my red, black card and my jewellery
Shawty is cool like the fire,
Cool like fire

Somebody call 911
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor
Whoa
I gotta cool her down
She won't bring the roof to ground on the dance floor
Whoa
She’s fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor
Shes fire burning fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor
Fire burning fire burning

That body is a masterpiece
The order is one in every hundred years
But ain’t no doubt i’m taking it home
I'M AFRAID WE'LL BLOW THEM LEGS
Little mama game is about to change
She’ll be on covers over the world

She get it pop it lock it drop it that birthday cake
Got a candle need to blow that crazy flame away
Take my red, black card and my jewellery
[ Sean Kingston Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
Shawty is cool like the fire
Cool like fire

Somebody call 911
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor
Whoa
I gotta cool her down
She won't bring the roof to ground on the dance floor
Whoa
She’s fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor
Shes fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor

She got that fire in her dance that’ll make them fella’s run around
Hey
No exit from the dance floor so them boys want more
Hey
She got that fire in her dance that’ll make them fella’s run around
??? get outta my way , everybody, sing it now
No exit from the dance floor so them boys want more

She get it pop it lock it drop it that birthday cake
Got a candle need to blow that crazy flame away
Take my red , black card and my jewellery
Shawty is cool like the fire
Cool like fire

Somebody call 911
Shawty fire burning on the dance floor
Whoa
I gotta cool her down
She won't bring the roof to ground on the dance floor
Whoa
She’s fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor
Shes fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor
That little shawty’s fire burning on the dance floor

Somebody call 911

Picture(feat. Sherly Crow) Livin' my life in a slow hell Different girl every night at the hotel I ain't seen the sun shine in 3 damn days Been fuelin' up on cocaine and whisky Wish I had a good girl to miss me Lord I wonder if I'll ever change my ways I put your picture away Sat down and cried today I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to her I put your picture away, sat down and cried today I can't look at you, while I'm lyin next to her I called you last night in the hotel Everyone knows but they wont tell But their half hearted smiles tell me Somethin' just ain't right I been waitin' on you for a long time Fuelin' up on heartaches and cheap wine I ain't heard from you in 3 damn nights I put your picture away I wonder where you been I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him I put your picture away I wonder where you been I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him I saw ya yesterday with an old friend It was the same ole same how have you been Since you been gone my worlds been dark & grey You reminded me of brighter days I hoped you were comin' home to stay I was headed to chruch I was off to drink you away I thought about you for a long time Can't seem to get you off my mind I can't understand why we're living life this way I found your picture today I swear I'll change my ways I just called to say I want you to come back home I found your picture today I swear I'll change my ways I just called to say I want you to come back home I just called to say, I love you come back home

Rhianna -- Umbrella

Umbrella Rhianna [Intro: Jay-Z] Uh huh, uh huh. Chyeah. Rihanna. Good girl gone bad. Take three. Action. Hov. [Rap Verse: Jay-Z] No clouds in my storms. Let it rain, I had this glame in a fame, coming down to the Dow Jones. When the clouds come we gone We roc-a-fella, we fly higher than weather and G 5's are better. You know me, an anticipation, for precipitation, back chicks in the rainy day. Jayy. Rain man is back, with little miss sunshine, Rihanna where you at? [Verse 1: Rihanna] You had my heart. And we'll never be world apart. They be in magazines. But you'll still be my star. Baby, cause in the dark. You can't see shiny cars. And that's when you need me there. With you I'll always share. Because… [Chorus: Rihanna] When the sun shines, we'll shine together. Told you I'll be here forever. Said I'll always be a friend. Took an oath, Ima stick it out till the end. Now it's raining more than ever. Know that we'll still have each other. You can stand under my umbrella. You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey. Under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey. Under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey. Under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey. [Verse 2: Rihanna] These funky things. Will never come in between. You're part of my entity If for infinity. When the world has took us part. When the world has delt its cards. If the hand is hard. Together we'll mend your heart. Because… [Chorus: Rihanna] When the sun shines, we'll shine together. Told you I'll be here forever. Said I'll always be a friend. Took an oath, Ima stick it out till the end. Now it's raining more than ever. Know that we'll still have each other. You can stand under my umbrella. You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey. Under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey. Under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey. Under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey. [Bridge: Rihanna] You can run into my arms. It's okay don't be alarmed. Come in to me, there's no distance in between, our love. So gon' and let the rain pour. I'll be all you need and more. Because… [Chorus: Rihanna] When the sun shines, we'll shine together. Told you I'll be here forever. Said I'll always be a friend. Took an oath, Ima stick it out till the end. Now it's raining more than ever. Know that we'll still have each other. You can stand under my umbrella. You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey. Under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey. Under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey. Under my umbrella, ella, ella, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey. [Outro: Rihanna] It's raining. Oooh baby, it's raining. Baby come in to me, come in to me. It's raining. Oooh baby, it's raining. You can always come in to me, come in to me.
Up and down that lonely road of faith I have been there Unprepared for the storms and the tides that rise I've realized one thing, how much I love you And it hurts to see, see you cryin' I believe we can make it through the winds of change God is great indeed If you believe, in the everlife Yeah we gotta Make some sense of the piece that's not defined And if you just hold on, I wont let ya fall We can make it through the storms and the winds of change Though I walk through the valley of darkness I am not afraid Cause I know I'm not alone And if the wind blows east, would you follow me And if the wind blows north, would ya stay your course And if the wind blows west, would ya second guess And if it blows to the south, would you count me out And if the sun don't shine, would you still be mine And if the sky turns grey, would you walk away Would you say I do, if I say I'll be And walk this road through life with me You know I love youuuuuu On this lonely road of faith On this lonely road of faith
Yep I've been on the cover of the Rolling Stone I met the president when I was half stoned I been so high I've gotten confused I been beat down, broke and used Motherfucker I drank with hank, talked blues with Billy Rocked with Run sang with shotgun Willy Went from small time philly to big time Bobby From 3 day old chili to saki with wosabi I'm home hey I'm home You never met a motherfucker quite like me Not like me, dida dada like me, hey like me No more bein' poured drink specials at winners Or being ignored by the think straight sinners I used to smoke pinners while my moms made dinner Now I smoke bombs and rock with Lynyrd skynyrd No beginners here I'm a seasoned vet Educated on jazz by my man Amed Heard again my friend I been the world n back But I'm Michigan boy can you feel that And I'm home You never met a motherfucker quite like me Not like me, God damn like me, hey hey like me Never thought I'd go as far in life as this Never made par and I could give 2 shits Never wanted sell cars cause my dad was a dick Never wanted a guitar 'till I heard a lick like this And from the depths of dixie to my northern spots You know its time to rock when ole glory drops I pimp through town with the top laid back Black hat, fine blonde, cold pabst in my lap I'll adapt To any and all situations Thats why the call me the pimp of the nation Hey bitch you best believe I live in the woods not your world of greed Might, a little weed might a little yeah I'm so proud to be living in the USA You've never met a motherfucker quite like me Hey hey like me, da di da da stay like me, hey hey hey like me You aint ever met and you aint never going meet You never met a ,never met a ,never never never never met a Motherfucker quite like me You aint never met a mother like me Hey you aint never never never never never met someone like me (Hey hey) Never met like me, (Hey hey) (Hey dude hey) Never met a mother like me (Come on, hey) And you never, and never gonna never gonna meeeeeet (Hey come on already) You never meeeeeeeet (stop) What? (Dude, theres more to life that just you) hahaha

Kid Rock -- Picture

Livin' my life in a slow hell Different girl every night at the hotel I ain't seen the sun shine in 3 damn days Been fuelin' up on cocaine and whisky Wish I had a good girl to miss me Lord I wonder if I'll ever change my ways I put your picture away Sat down and cried today I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to her I put your picture away, sat down and cried today I can't look at you, while I'm lyin next to her I called you last night in the hotel Everyone knows but they wont tell But their half hearted smiles tell me Somethin' just ain't right I been waitin' on you for a long time Fuelin' up on heartaches and cheap wine I ain't heard from you in 3 damn nights I put your picture away I wonder where you been I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him I put your picture away I wonder where you been I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him I saw ya yesterday with an old friend It was the same ole same how have you been Since you been gone my worlds been dark & grey You reminded me of brighter days I hoped you were comin' home to stay I was headed to chruch I was off to drink you away I thought about you for a long time Can't seem to get you off my mind I can't understand why we're living life this way I found your picture today I swear I'll change my ways I just called to say I want you to come back home I found your picture today I swear I'll change my ways I just called to say I want you to come back home I just called to say, I love you come back home
You knew that I was coming 'cause you heard my name But you don't know my game and never felt my pain Can't read my brain but you read my lips And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits Now don't even trip, be a man instead Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead I'm in the red 'cause my mind's distortin’ People claimin' that they know me, but they only know a portion I'ma move mountains and touch the sun Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come So hold your bids, all bets are closed And fuck all you hoes 'Cause it's been a long time comin' But I finally broke...like an egg yolk I ain't no joke Like some uncut dope motherfucker, Kid Rock's to blame Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed No sell-out, I ain't no hoe, fuck the radio...comin' from the R-O-M-E-O Watch me throw like a fist of rage Self-made and paid and sawed off 12 gauges Up that ass for the 9-8 Never fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes Seven years on wax comin' correct Flat out...you diss me punk That's when I pull a strap out And I get to buck-buck-bucking...a fuck-fuck-fucking your hoes 'Cause they know who's runnin' this shit, Top Dog...I'm the C-E-O Role model, your mother-fucking H-E-R-O My motto, "Be Cool...Keep Pimpin'." Don't sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln Four Vogues on a hundred spokes We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats We flow like butterflies, sting like queen bees Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese What the fuck's goin' on in the D Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-D And it's all good...I got love for my honkeys We roll thick...kick ass like donkeys Anybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack 'em Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum I'm going Platinum I'm going Platinum We're going platinum Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum Yeah we come to party, so get down everybody Yeah we come to party I went from St. Claire shores and drink specials at Winners To New York City and $700 dinners From hangin' with sinners and second hand cheap sex To gettin' much respect from top record execs The cool Kid's comin' up to call you out So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth Bet that ass hoss I ain't forgot When I was tossed in the bomb and left to rot Used to call me dummy when my nose was fucking runny Now my fuckin' bunnies gettin' fuckin' Matchbox 20 money Motherfuckers want to claim they're down But when I was broke and down I never seen them around All the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamed I did it without you...got a brand new team No triple beams...it seems like a movie Bought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzzi No more flimzies...only high class hoes Couple when it rains and a few when it snows A brand new nose to go along with my habit And a garden hose made out of 24 karat Bought a couple parots that like to squak And they sound like you and all the shit you talk Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill 'em doc You’re too old to kid...too soft to rock Already did what most love shout 7 years on wax and I still ain't sold out And there ain't no doubt...in my mind That I'm gonna stomp all over you test of time I'm go platinum I'm go platinum I'm go platinum We’re going platinum Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum Straight out of the streets of Taylor 3 foot high...ready to get fly...Joe C I'm the J-O-E to the C hoe Call me Joe C...got more game than Coleco I'm a freak hoe...call me sick Three foot nine with a ten foot dick The ladies pick, I'm a crazy hick And run through town like I'm goin' through wine It's my time so I'm gonna shine like lead Old as piss, but small as ass Watch me cash...smoke some hash You're raking grass while I'm raking cash Highest voice like Aaron Nevelle And I'm down with The Devil Say we like to party, rock the party We like to party, rock the party We like to party, rock the party We like to party, rock the party You like to party, rock the party We like to party, rock the party You like to party, rock the party Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum

Kid Rock -- Forever

I'm back (back) the fog has lifted The earth has shifted and raised the gifted You knew I'd be back so pack your bone And hit the road jack cause daddy's home With the funky hot rifs Thick like Al Rowker Pumpin out hits Gettin chips like Oprah Bitch I told ya, do not hate Or question the music i make (uh) I make punk rock and I mix it with the hip hop I get you higher then a tree top You wanna roll with the Kid Rock I make southern rock And i mix it with the hip hop I got money like Fort Knox I'll forever been the Kid Rock Forever The junkies are, still cigar puffin Still the same cause I ain't changed nothin Huffin and puffin I got you rookies All in check doin' the redneck boogie The king is back to retract the whack Repacked my sack with a double deck pack Forget all that i'm still singin And like kids on monkey bars i'm still swingin Thought I got dusty Thought I'd get rusty thought I'd get rich and quit oh he must be Fat and ugly broke black and blue But I'm trim, fit, rich and I'm back for round two Red white and the pabst blue ribbon Dead right that's how I'm livin' Givin you more then the frauds and fakes They can't make the kind of music I make (uh uh) The black hat is back, in original form The ledgible creditable inevitable storm Way past the norm,still misbehavin Finger in the air and the flag still wavin Young crones don't test the boss Cause I got this sewn like betsy ross You can floss and front You can taunt and tease But you can't fuck with rhymes like these Thumpin like a drum kit With rifs that split picks Pumpin for the kids who twist spliffs and sip fifths I got the gift I'm about to unwrap it 8 ball side pocket 8 ball in my jacket Pussy and blow you now how i live Can't say that Kid Fuck off I just did Watch me twirl like Earl the pearl Or just keep on Kid Rockin in the free world punk rock Forever hip hop Forever tree top Forever Kid Rock (yeahhhhhhhh!) punk rock Forever Hip hop Forever southern rock Forever Kid Rock Forever (yeahhhhhhhhh!) FOREVER!!
Yeah And I set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame I played their game And as they scream my name I will show no shame I live and die for this And if I come off soft Then chew on this Are you scared? Devil Without A Cause And I'm back with the beaver hats And Ben Davis slacks Thirty pack of Strohs Thirty pack of hoes No rogaine and the propane flows The chosen one I'm the living proof With the gift of gab From the city of truth I jabbed and stabbed And knocked critics back And I did not stutter when I said that I'm going platinum Sellin rhymes I went platinum Seven times And still they ill They wanna see us fry I guess because Only God Knows Why Why why why why Ohhhhhhhhhhhh They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at Say hey hey Let me hear where your at and say hey hey I'm givin it back, so say hey hey Show me some metal and say Hey hey hey hey Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gat!!!!! Fuck all y'all I like AC/DC and ZZ Top Bocephus, Beasties and the kings of rock Skynyrd, Segar, Limp, Korn, the Stones David Allen Coe and no show Jones Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh Pass that bottle around Got the rock from Detroit Soul from Motown The underground stoned fuckin pimp With tracks that mack and slap back the whack Never gay, no way, I dont play with ass But watch me rock with Liberace flash Punk rock, The clash Boy bands are trash I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master Flash Flash flash flash flash ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at Say hey hey Let me hear where your at and say hey hey I'm givin it back, so say hey hey Show me some metal and say Hey hey hey hey Uh, uh, uh, Gat Yeah, I saw your band Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks When you gonna learn sucker You just can't fuck with Twisted Brbrbr Brown Brown...TRUCKER TRuuuuuccckeeeeerrrrr I'm an... American Bad Ass Watch me kick You can roll with rock Or you can Suck My Dick (undedited version) or Radio Edit (edited version) I'm a porno flick, I'm like amazing grace I'm gonna fuck some hoe's after I rock this place Super fly, livin double wide Side car my glide So Joe C can ride Full sack to share Bringin flash and glare Got the long hair swingin middle finger in the air Snakeskin suits, Sixty-five Chevelle's See me ride in sin Hear the rebel yell I won't live to tell So if you do Give the next generation a big, Fuck You! Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma Said fuck highschool, pissed on my diploma Smell the aroma Check my hits I know it stinks in here Cause I'm the shit, shit, shit, shit, shit Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black So throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at Say hey hey Let me hear where you're at and say hey hey I'm givin' it back so say, hey hey Show me some metal and say Hey hey hey hey Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...huh huh I'm a cowboy Bad ass in black Singin Hey hey hey hey From side to side From front to back Say hey hey hey hey I put Detroit city back on the map And singin Hey hey hey hey Kid Rock's in the house And thats where I'm at Hahahaha
I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is forsaken I'm gonna get you....I see through you...I'm gonna get you I'm like a train I roll hard...lettin' off much steam In the Carhart flannel and dusty jeans baby I never was cool with James Dean But I be hanging tough with my man Jim Beam I swing low like a chimp Back in '86 man I was seein' a shrink But now I'm humble and I can only think About New Orleans and those jumbo shrimp So ask no questions and I'll tell no lies I got big ol' pupils and blood shot eyes I'm on the brink if you know what I mean And a 12 step program couldn't keep me clean 'Cause I'm the bullgod...you understand The illegitimate son of man The T-O-P to the D-O-G Or the P-O-T to the G-O-D And I'm trippin' Said I'm trippin' I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is forsaken I'm gonna get you...I see through you...I'm gonna get you A lot of people poke fun and that's alright But when I start pokin' back they get all uptight You can't cap with the master son So sit your ass down before I blast ya one Cause I'm so greasy you can call me mud And I feel a little Hank runnin' through my blood I wanna flood the world with my twisted thoughts You can bet all day but I can't be bought Uh Break it up let's tie one on I gotta get set to go and cut the lawn So I grab my walkman but before I cut I got behind the garage and fire it up Cause I'm the bullgod...you understand The illegitimate son of man The T-O-P to the D-O-G Or the P-O-T to the G-O-D And I'm trippin' Said I'm trippin' I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is forsaken I'm forsaken yeah I ain't nothing Yeah yeah yeah yeah Come on get 'em up Come on get 'em up Come on get 'em up I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is forsaken I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is I get a feeling of peace, from a low so high As I sit in my chair and watch life go by These thoughts I have can't mold to sense Through the forest of my mind, they're all past tense Born and raised in the outer lands And at times you can say I'm outta hand I'm in a band of gypsies, we're on the run Everytime that paper hits my tongue And sometimes it seems so odd When my veins are popping and I’m on the nod I am the bullgod...you understand And here in my head is my master plan Uh I'm gonna get you I see through you I'm gonna get you I see through you
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