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Hold My Hand – Michael Jackson ft. Akon
Posted by administración in Gospel, Hip Hop, R&B, Soul on February 15, 2011
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oCCnxBos10
Esta rola es un dueto entre el artista estadounidense, Michael Jackson y el cantautor senegalés-estadounidense, Akon, tomada del primer lanzamiento póstumo de Jackson, Michael. La canción fue grabada originalmente por Akon y Jackson en el 2008 y fue establecida como el sencillo principal del álbum de ese año de Akon, Freedom. Akon grabó vocalizaciones adicionales para la canción en el 2010. La canción también será incluida en el álbum del 2011 de Akon, Living-The Life.
“Hold My Hand”:
Akon):
Akon and MJ(oh yeah)
(Michael):
Yeah
This life don’t last forever
(Hold my hand)
So tell me what we’re waiting for
(Hold my hand)
We’re better off being together
(Hold my hand)
Being miserable alone
(Hold my hand)
(Together):
Cause I been there before and you’ve been there before, But together we can be alright. (alright) (yeah)
Cause when it gets dark and when it gets cold we hold Each other till we see the sunlight.
So if you just hold my hand, baby, I promise that I’ll do all I can
Things will get better if you just hold my hand
Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand.
Akon:
The nights are gettin’ darker (darker)
(Hold my hand)
And there’s no peace inside (inside)
(Hold my hand)
So why make our lives harder
(Hold my hand)
By fighting love tonight
(So hold…)
(Together):
Cause I been there before and you’ve been there before, But together we can be alright. (alright)
Cause when it gets dark and when it gets cold we hold Each other till we see the sunlight. (ooh yeah)
So if you just hold my hand, baby, I promise that I’ll do all I can
Things will get better if you just hold my hand (yeah)
Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand.
Bridge:
I can tell that you’re tired of being lonely (yeah)
Take my hand don’t let go, baby, hold me (yeah)
Come to me and let me be your one and only (hold my hand)
Cause I can make it alright till the morning. (hold my hand)
I can tell that you’re tired of being lonely (hold my hand)
Take my hand don’t let go, baby, hold me (hold me)
Come to me and let me be your one and only (one and only)
Cause I can make it alright till the morning. (hold my hand)
Hold my hand, (yeah) baby, I promise that I’ll do all I can (hold my hand)
Things will get better if you just hold my hand
Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand
Hold my hand, (yeah) baby, (yeah) I promise that I’ll do all I can (hold my hand)
Things will get better if you just hold my hand
Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hold my hand, hold my hand.
Don’t Let Me Fall – B.o.B
Posted by administración in Hip Hop on February 6, 2011
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXeQiS4wMEU
“Don’t let me fall” es el cuarto sencillo del álbum de estudio debut del rapero B.o.B, B.o.B Presents: The adventures of Bobby Ray. La canción fue lanzada el pasado 30 de Noviembre de 2010 mediante Atlantic Records. Esta canción fue usada en la premiere de la cuarta temporada del programa de TV de BET, The Game.
“Don’t let me fall”:
Well it was just a dream
Just a moment ago
I was up so high
Lookin down at the sky
Don’t let me fall
I was shooting for stars
On a Saturday night
They say what goes up
Must come down
But don’t let me fall (x3)
They say what goes up
Must come down
But don’t let me fall
Don’t let me fall
Cause I’m glidin up there
Oh so very high that if the
Clouds were to drop me
Than I’d fall out the sky
I don’t really know why I’m here
I guess I’m just here for the ride
I swear it feels like I’m dreamin
This vividly defined, yeah
So call me whenever you want
Call me whenever you’d like
But lets get one thing straight
You know my name, so I run this town
When I’m on my mic
So here I go B.O.B, Bobby Ray
I don’t know, leedahdoe
But I know that I flow
Rack em up, lock em down
Dominos, then I go
Where’s my story goes
How did I been done down here before
Come into my eastern catered home
Cause I was in the cold
Tryin to keep my toes unfroze
Now I’m in your house
Now I’m in your stove
Now I’m everywhere that your ipod goes
Everything I seen was a dream
Just a moment ago
But it was just a dream
Just a moment ago
I was up so high
Lookin down at the sky
Don’t let me fall
I was shootin for stars
On a Saturday night
They say what goes up
Must come down
But don’t let me fall (x2)
They say what comes up
Must go down
But don’t let me fall (x2)
They say what comes up
Must come down
But don’t let me fall
Don’t let me fall
Yeah, not far much longer
From where that pavement is
Cause there aint no parachute
That they can make for this
Cause I put my pain my heart
My soul my faith in this
Does anyone feel like how I feel
Then you can relate to this
Just a blaze of this
Maybe roll one up and take a hit
Toast to the good life
Then take a sip
Vaca(tion) everyday then take a hit
It was easy to see I was made for this
From the move all the way
To the way I spit
Just to show all you niggas
What greatness is
I’m talkin very loosic(?)
Like makin movies
To picture my life, boy
You need a higher resolution
I used to cut class everyday
Then run away at night
But now I’m ruler of the upperclass
And I don’t even write
But it was just a dream
Just a moment ago
I was up so high
Lookin down at the sky
Don’t let me fall
I was shootin for stars
On a Saturday night
They say what goes up
Must come down
But don’t let me fall
Runaway – Kanye West ft. Pusha T
Posted by administración in Hip Hop, Synthpop on January 30, 2011
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bm5iA4Zupek
“Runaway” es el segundo sencillo del quinto álbum de estudio del rapero estadounidense, Kanye West, My beautiful dark twister fantasy. La canción contiene un sample de “Expo 38″ interpretada por Backayard Heavies, además de un pasaje de “Rick James” ‘Live at Long Beach, CA’ 1981″.
“Runaway”:
You been puttin’ up wit’ my shit just way too long
I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
So I think it’s time for us to have a toast
Let’s have a toast for the douchebags,
Let’s have a toast for the assholes,
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let’s have a toast for the jerkoffs
That’ll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my, dick
I don’t know what it is with females
But I’m not too good with that, shit
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hoodrats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that’s what I’m good at
And I always find
Yeah, I always find
Yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong
You been puttin’ up with my shit just way too long
I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
So I think it’s time for us to have a toast
Let’s have a toast for the douchebags,
Let’s have a toast for the assholes,
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let’s have a toast for the jerkoffs
That’ll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Run away from me, baby
Run away
Run away from me, baby
Run away
Doesn’t have to get crazy,
Why can’t she just run away?
Babe I’ve got a plan,
Run away as fast as you can
Run away from me, baby
Run away
Run away from me, baby
Run away
Doesn’t have to get crazy,
Why can’t she just, run away?
Baby I got a plan,
Run away as fast as you can
(Pusha T)
24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind
I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it
Now pick your next move, you could leave or live wit’ it
Ichabod Crane with that motherfuckin’ top off
Split and go where? Back to wearin’ knockoffs, ha ha
Knock it off, Neiman’s, shop it off
Let’s talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
Hoes like poachers wanna fly in your Freddy loafers
You can’t blame ‘em, they ain’t never seen Versace sofas
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby, face it
You should leave if you can’t accept the basics
Plenty hoes in the baller-nigga’s matrix
Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless
I’m just young, rich, and tasteless
P!
(Kanye)
Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know it did damage
Plus the look in your eyes, is killing me
I guess you knew an advantage
Cuz you can blame me for every thing
And I don’t know how imma manage
If one day you just up and leave
And, I always find somethin’ wrong
Yeah I always find somethin’ wrong
You been puttin’ up with my shit just way too long
I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
So I think it’s time for us to have a toast
Let’s have a toast for the douchebags,
Let’s have a toast for the assholes,
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let’s have a toast for the jerkoffs
That’ll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Hey Baby (Drop It To The Floor) – Pitbull ft. T-Pain
Posted by administración in crunk, Disco house, Electrohop, Hip Hop on January 28, 2011
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=To1JbmJNMHA
“Hey Baby (Drop It To The Floor)” es una rola interpretada por el artista de hip hop y rapero, Pitbull, lanzada como el primer sencillo de su álbum: Planet Pit. También interpreta en ella T-Pain. Fue lanzada digitalmente el pasado 14 de Septiembre de 2010 y fue producida por el productor de electro-house parisino, Sandy Vee.
“Hey baby (Drop it to the floor)”:
So Listen up..
Ooh La La La
If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go (La la la…)
If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go (La la la…)
If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go (La la la…)
If your girl wanna play, let her go
(Chorus) [T-Pain]
Hey baby girl what you doin tonight
I wanna see what you got in store
Hey baby – givin it you all when you’re dancin on me
I wanna see if you give me some more
Hey baby – you can be my girl I can be your man
And we can pump this jam however you want
Hey baby, pump it from the side bend it upside down
Or we can pump it from the back to the front
Hey baby
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La.. (Aaah)
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La.. (Aaah)
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La.. (Hey Baby)
Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say it
Yeah you can shake some more, make you wanna say it
Ooh you got it, because you make me wanna say
Don’t stop it – I want you tonight
I’m a Dade county, self paid self made millionaire
I used to play around the world, now I’m around the world – gettin paid
Girl problems, no problems – doin anything that won’t solve em
I wanna get witcha mami, now let me see what the lord split cha
(Chorus) [T-Pain]
Hey baby girl what you doin tonight
I wanna see what you got in store
Hey baby – givin it you all when you’re dancin on me
I wanna see if you give me some more
Hey baby – you can be my girl I can be your man
And we can pump this jam however you want
Hey baby, pump it from the side bend it upside down
Or we can pump it from the back to the front
Hey baby
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La.. (Aaah)
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La.. (Aaah)
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La.. (Hey Baby)
Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say it
Yeah you can shake some more, make you wanna say it
Ooh you got it, because you make me wanna say
Don’t stop it – I want you tonight
Make money, make money – this chico right here gotta eat, baby
You scared money – don’t make money, that’s how it goes in the street baby
But when you remember about the nonsense, baby girl take a shot to your concious
(?), but god I’m a monster
Cause I hit all the baddest women in the world – gangster
Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say it
Yeah you can take some more, make you wanna say it
Ooh you got it, because you make me wanna say
Don’t stop it – I want you tonight
No Love – Eminem ft. Lil Wayne
Posted by administración in Hip Hop, Rap on January 24, 2011
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KV2ssT8lzj8
Esta rola es una canción del 2010 interpretada por el rapero estadounidense Eminem, en colaboración con Lil Wayne. El 28 de Agosto de 2010, Billboard reporto que “No Love” seria el tercer sencillo de Recovery. Fue lanzada en el radio el 5 de Octubre de 2010 y el video el 30 de Septiembre de 2010. La canción alcanzo la posición 23 en la tabla Billboard Hot 100.
“No Love”:
[Verse 1 ‒ Lil Wayne]
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it’s “fuck the world”, get a child out her
Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing about her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I’m rolling Sweets, I’m smoking sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
I think about more than I forget
But I don’t go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these niggas know I lay them down, make their bed
Bitches try to kick me while I’m down: I’ll break your leg
Money outweighing problems on a triple beam
I’m sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes
Be good or be good at it
Fucking right I’ve got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it’s “fuck what they say”
I’m high as a bitch: up, up and away
Man, I come down in a couple of days
OK, you want me up in a cage, then I’ll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It’s Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I’m in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don’t even check the peephole
So you can keep knocking but won’t knock me down
No love lost, no love found
[Hook ‒ Eminem & Lil Wayne]
It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
Fuck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
Bitch you get (no love)
You showed me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
You get (no love)
Bitch you get (no love)
And I don’t need you
Get em
[Verse 2 ‒ Eminem]
I’m alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people’s ears perk up as I begin
To spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most
Shit’s finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in
I ain’t never giving in again
Caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the fuck would I join them when I beat them
They call me a freak because
I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, bitch I’mma let you finish in a minute
Yeah that rap was tight
But I’m ’bout to spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It’s an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
I so started to rock fellow
When I’m not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted ’cause Marsh is not mellow
Til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop
I’m standing on my Monopoly board
That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop
Til my hip don’t hop anymore
When you so good that you can’t say it
Because it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
People just get sick cause you spit
These fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You never slow the momentum at any moment I’m about to blow
You’ll never take my pride
Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
Is getting no mercy, mark my words
Ain’t letting up, relentless
I smell blood, I don’t give a fuck: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love
Loca – Shakira
Posted by administración in dance-pop, Hip Hop, Latina on January 16, 2011
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmRkC93XJ8I
“Loca” es una canción interpretada por la cantautora colombiana, Shakira. Fue lanzada como el sencillo principal de su tercer álbum bilingual y su séptimo de estudio, Sale el Sol. Se grabaron dos versiones de la cancion, una en Inglés, que contiene vocalizaciones del rapero británico Dizzee Rascal y una en Español que contiene vocalizaciones de El Cata.
“Loca”:
Loca (Loca)
No te pongas bruto
Loca
Que te la bebe’
Dance or Die (Loca)
El está por mi y por ti borró
Y eso que tú tienes to’
Y yo ni un Kikí
El está por mi
Y por ti borró (borró)
Y eso que tú tienes to’
Y yo ni un Kikí
Ella se hace la bruta pa’ cotizar
Cinco minutitos de su saldo del celu contigo
Te cotorrea el oído pa’ tenerte en alta
Ella muere por ti, tu por mi es que matas.
Sigo tranquila como una paloma de e’quina
Mientras ella se pasa en su BM
Mira yo de aquí no me voy, se que está está por mí
Y ninguna va poder quitármelo de un tirón
Yo soy loca con mi tigre
Loca, Loca, Loca
Soy loca con mi tigre
Loca, Loca, Loca
Soy loca con mi tigre
(Loca, Loca, Loca)
Soy Loca con mi tigre
(Loca, Loca, Loca)
El está por mí
Y por ti borró (borró)
Y eso que tú tienes to’
Y yo ni un Kikí
El está por mí
Y por ti borró (borró)
Y eso que tú tienes to’
Y yo ni un Kikí
Mientras ella te complace con todos tus caprichos
Yo te llevo al malecón por un caminito
Me dicen que tu novia anda con un rifle
Porque te vio bailando mambo pa’ mi
¿Qué no lo permite?
Yo no tengo la culpa de que tú te enamore’
Mientras él te compra flores yo compro condo’ (whooo)
Yo soy loca con mi tigre
Cuanto más rayas mejor
Y mira, eso es lo que dicen
Yo soy loca con mi tigre
Loca, Loca, Loca
Soy loca con mi tigre
Loca, Loca, Loca
Soy loca con mi tigre
(Loca, Loca, Loca)
Soy Loca con mi tigre
(Loca, Loca, Loca)
Dios mio! (ah)
Se colán lo ra-ta-ta
No te ponga’ bruto
Que te la bebe
Loca (Loca)
Loca
El está por mi
Y por ti borró (borró)
Y eso que tu tienes to’
Y yo ni un Kikí
Yo soy loca con mi tigre
Loca, Loca, Loca
Soy loca con mi tigre
Loca, Loca, Loca
Soy loca con mi tigre
(Loca, Loca, Loca)
Soy Loca con mi tigre
(Loca, Loca, Loca)
The Time (Dirty Bit) – Black Eyed Peas
Posted by administración in Electrohop, Hip Hop on January 16, 2011
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JwQZQygg3Lk
“The Time (Dirty Bit)”, también conocida como The Time (The dirty bit), es una canción interpretada por el grupo estadounidense de hip hop, Black Eyed Peas, que pertenece a su sexto álbum de estudio, The Beginning. La canción fue lanzada como el sencillo principal del album el pasado 5 de Noviembre de 2010.
“The Time (Dirty Bit)”:
This is international
Big radio hit smasher
Chorus:
I’ve had the time of my life
And I’ve never felt this way before
And I swear this is true
And I owe it all to you!
Oh, I have the time of my life
And I’ve never felt this way before
And I swear this is true
And I owe it all to you!
Dirty bit!
Dirty bit!
I came up in here to rock
Light a fire, make it hot
I don’t wanna take no pictures
I just wanna take some shots!
So come on, let’s go!
Let’s lose control!
Let’s do it all night!
Until we can do it no more!
Keep on rocking to the sound
Turn it up and watch it pound
We gon’ rock it to the top,
Until the roof come burnin’ down
Get hot in here
The temperature
Has got these ladies
Getting freakier
I got freaky, freaky, baby
I was chilling with my ladies
I didn’t come to get boogie
I came here to get crazy!
I was born to get wild!
That’s my style!
If you didn’t know that,
Well, baby, now you know now
Cause I’m
Havin’!
A good time!
With you!
I’m tellin’ you!
Chorus: (x1)
Dirty bit!
Dirty bit!
All these girls they like my swagger
They call me Mick Jagger
I’ve been rolling like a stone
Jet-setter, jet-lagger
We ain’t messin’ with no maggots
Messing with the baddest
Chicks in the club,
Honey, what’s up?
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the baddest of them all?
It’s gotta be the Apl
I’m the mac daddy, y’all
Haters better step back!
Ladies download your app
I’m the party application,
Rock it just like that!
This is international
Big mega radio smasher!
Cause I’m
Havin’!
A good time with you, I’m telling you!
Chorus: (x4)
Dirty bit!
Need You – Travie McCoy
Posted by administración in Hip Hop, Rap, Reggae Fusion on December 20, 2010
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c16KraHZ7GE
Esta rola es el segundo sencillo del cantante estadounidense Travie McCoy, que forma parte de su álbum: “Lazarus”. “Need you” fue producida y escrita por Travie McCoy, Lucas Secon, Wayne Hector y Cartsen Mortensen.
“Need you”:
I know its not your fault, but I’m? a locked door
Anytime I’m a mess by someone before
And I wish that I, I could find a key
To unlock all the things that you want us to be
Let me open up and start again,
But there’s a safe around my heart
I don’t know how to let you in,
And that’s what keeps us apart
And that’s why I need time.
I said I need you,
I need you to understand, you, you, you
I need you to understand, you, you, you
Call up the locksmith,
Tell him we need him quick
We’ve got a million keys,?
None of them seem to fit
While your on the phone,
Call up the clocksmith,
Cuz I could use some time,
Even the slightest bit
Let me open up and start again,
And break this safe around my heart
I don’t know how to let you in,
And that’s what keeps us apart
And that’s why I need time
I said I need you
I need you to understand, you, you, you
I need you to understand, you, you, you
I’m thinking now’s? the time,
Maybe its time to go, if I gave you my heart, be gentle,
I’m tired of laying low, lets give the world a show
And when you know, you know,
And when you know, you know, you know
And when you know, you know, you know, you know
And that’s why I need time
I said I need you,
I need you to understand, you, you, you (x2)
I need you to understand (x4)
I need you (x3)
I need you, you, you
Just Be Good To Green – Lily Allen ft. Professor Green
Posted by administración in Hip Hop on November 6, 2010
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6ogT9K7xZw
Esta rola es un cover de “Dub be good to me” del artista británico, Professor Green de su segundo álbum de estudio: “Alive till I’m dead”, en la cual colabora con la cantante de pop, Lily Allen, la canción fue lanzada como el segundo sencillo por Virgin Records en Australia el 25 de Junio de este año.
“Just be good to green”:
Lily Allen
Friends tell me I am crazy
That I’m wasting time with you
you’ll never be mine
Just be good to me
just be good to me
Professor Green
Huh just be good to green
All I need is a woman to be good to me
I’m an easy man, I’m easily pleased
and you provide me with everything that I need,
Look, you know I make ends off crime
so hold on to yours, we’re spending mine
Though you try, I’ll never let you by
But if I was broke, would you still be spending time? Yes
And I believe you would
Don’t think P’s too f@#ked to treat you good
I’ll walk street with you, Yes; talk deep with you,Yes
Even slip and spend all week with you, and I’m off
You wish I’d put an end to the torment,
Stop, but one thing it’s not ever, is boring
What would you rather me be like,
I ain’t ever gonna change, are you ever going to realize?
(People always talk about ..)
Look, anekatips people are always going to talk, babes
(reputation)
I’m not even going to lie, sh!t,
it ain’t like you to know what mine is
(I don’t care what you do to them just be good to me)
I’ll try, I’ll try, I’ll try
Look, babes, you know who I am,
But as crooked as I am, I’ll be as good as I can
I can try and try, but we’ll settle that
my angel face is disguise for the devil inside
You’re good to me, I ain’t good to girls me
I’m a bad boy something every good girl kill me ?
Honesty can avoid all your tantrums
but I’m a naughty boy and I always have been
What, and I ain’t changing anytime soon,
I can’t have you with me whenever I move
Whatever I do, I come back to you,
See, the good attracts me and the crook attracts you Whatever
What, we all got our ways, remember us talking
of course it was game
But it’s all gonna change, now she got me cutting off links
like I’m trying to shorten my chain
(People always talk about)
Look, people are always going to talk, babes
(reputation)
I ain’t even going to lie, shit, it ain’t like you to know what mine is
(I don’t care what you do to them, just be good to me)
I’ll try, I’ll try, I’ll try
Lily Allen
Friends are always telling me
You’re a user
Professor Green
Not me, anekatips not ever
Ain’t no other man going to treat you better
Lily Allen
I don’t care what you do to them, just be good to me
Professor Green
I’ll try, I’ll try, I’ll try
Lily allen
I’ll be good to you, you’ll be good to me
We can be together, be together (just be good to me)
I’ll be good to you, you’ll be good to me
We can be together, be together (just be good to me)
Why you always gotta listen to your friend
why you always listenin’ to them
Why you always gotta listen to your friend
I don’t care what you do to them, just be good to me
My Chick Bad – Ludacris ft. Nicki Minaj
Posted by administración in Hip Hop, Rap on August 25, 2010
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqHliQijgvA
Esta rola es interpretada por el rapero Americano, Ludacris. En la canción también colabora la artista Nicki Minaj, quien co-escribio la canción con Ludacris, Samuel Lindley y Derrelle Davidson. “My Chick Bad” es el segundo sencillo de su séptimo album: “Battle of the Sexes”.
“My Chick Bad”:
My, chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo’ chick wish she could
My, my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo’ chick wish she could
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
My, my, my chick bad, badder than yours
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
[Verse 1 (Ludacris):]
Listen!
I’m sayin’ my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo’ chick wish she could
My chick bad, badder than yours
My chick do stuff that I can’t even put in words
Her swagga don’t stop, her body won’t quit
So fool pipe down; you ain’t talkin’ ’bout shit
My chick bad: tell me if you seen her
She always bring the racket like Venus & Serena
All white top, all white built and all white jeans
Body lookin’ like milk
No time for games; she’s full-grown
My chick bad; tell your chick to go home!
[Chorus:]
My chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo’ chick wish she could
My, my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo’ chick wish she could
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
My, my, my chick bad, badder than urs
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
[Verse 2 (Ludacris):]
Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker
She rides that dick and she handles her liquor
I knock a bitch out and fight
Comin’ out swingin’ like Tiger Woods’ wife
Yeah, she can get a lil’ hasty
Chicks better cover up their chests like pasties
Couple girlfriends and they all a lil’ crazy
Comin’ down the street like a parade, Macy’s
I fill her up, balloons!
Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons
Doh, but I ain’t talk ’bout Homer
Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her!
[Chorus:]
My chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo’ chick wish she could
My, my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo’ chick wish she could
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
My, my, my chick bad, badder yothan urs
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
[Verse 3 (Nicki Minaj):]
Now all these bitches wanna try and be my bestie
But I take a left and leave ‘em hangin’ like a testi
Trash talk to ‘em, then I put ‘em in a Hefty!
Runnin’ down the court
I’m dunkin’ on them – Lisa Leslie
It’s goin’ down – basement
Friday the 13th, guess who’s playin’ Jason
Tuck yourself in, you better hold on to ya teddy
It’s Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who’s playin’ Freddy
Chef cookin’ for me
They say my shoe came crazy
The mental asylum lookin’ for me
You a rookie to me
I’m in that wam bam purple Lamb’, damn, bitch, been a fan
[Chorus:]
My chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo’ chick wish she could
My, my chick bad, my chick hood
My chick do stuff that yo’ chick wish she could
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
My, my, my chick bad, badder than yours
My, my chick bad, badder than yours
And when we all alone I might just tip her
She slides down da pole like a certified stripper
When we all alone I might just tip her
She slides down da pole like a certified stripper
When we all alone I might just tip her
She slides down da pole like a certified stripper
When we all alone I might just tip her
She slides down da pole like a certified stripper