haters in the building nigga (lil wayne) ah she got that good good she Michael Jackson bad I'm attracted to her with her attractive ass you
Can you be my doctor, can you fix me up? Can you wipe me down, so I can lick you up? Make you give it up, give it up 'til you say my name Like a jersey
provoking you? You should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed you Now you noticeable and can't nobody get control of you 1 a.m. and can't nobody get a
attitude Get on my level hoe, you ain't on my latitude I got plenty cribs, no tellin' where I travel to You think you living good, I got a better view
.O.E. got you baby girl i hear you talkin that how you got things in control come and sit across my lap there some things you need to know i got that g-good
like a hard drill Rock band, show you how the guitar feel And I could care less how ya'll feel I got a flow to make a bitch do a cartwheel This is that good
me Girl, you just don't realize What you do to me When you hold me In your arms so tight You let me know Everything's alright I'm hooked on a feeling
you. Boy you got a reputation, but you're gonna' have to prove it I see a little hesitation, Am I gonna' have to show you that if it feels right, get
everybody wants to party with you Celebration Boy you got a reputation I see a little hesitation And Madonna have to show you that If it feels right
you Boy, you got a reputation but you're gonna have to prove it I see a little hesitation, am I gonna have to show you That if it feels right, get on
If you're a boy or a girl If the music's pumping, it will give you new life You're a superstar, yes, that's what you are, you know it Come on, vogue
a decent man Back when I was tryin' to put a ring on Alicia hand This lost boy got fly without Peter Pan And my delivery just got me buzzin' like the
feel like you The milligrams in my head burning tobacco in my wind Chasing the direction, chasing the direction you went You're a bottled star, the planets align you just like mars You
You ready, playboy? Usher baby, let's get 'em You looking good, so f*** good I wanna celebrate And I love the way you doing, girl, you so fly, you 'bout
not the girl you think you see But maybe that's a lie You almost know me better than Me, myself and I Don't know a lot of things But I know what I got
way you lie I love the way you lie I love the way you lie You ever love somebody so much, you could barely breathe when you with 'em? You meet, and
make my own way It's a circle, a mean cycle I can't excite you anymore Where's your gavel? Your jury? What's my offense this time? You're not a judge but if you
a bus trip, now she got her bust out Everybody ride her just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin And Jesus can't save you, life starts when