Pirata

pesado!..mejor ayudame a descargar los viajes de gulliver! porfavorcitooooo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TBg3Vj_DZZ4

Nunca lo has oído todo loco, nunca lo has oído todo loco..
(Ari) Con mis compadres de cuba, guinea, republica dominicana....
(Roldan) Ari, Jota Mayuzcula, Roldan de Orishas, Cuba.....

Estribillo: Roldan
Esa dominicana de tu alma de guinea es para ti, como veras desespera porque sera??


Traigo energía positiva y mucha caña para el cuerpo, ya estas provando akello que te piden los cuerpos, sudando como hijos de puta todos disfrutan, los altavoces quieren reventar con la música, Jota Mayuscula dirige la orquesta, chupate esta, te invito a la fiesta, solo rasteras como yo tienen la llave maestra con el coño asi de grande, kien manda aki? Abuela esto esta de muerto, todo como tu gran culo ya puede moverse al ritmo como este son caliente como bing bang, si crees que puedes escaparte ni lo intentes, comprende que ya estas en la olla, aki la negra te lo esta metiendo bien como una gran polla, el trabajo pal carajo, vive la vida como un buen pobre sin dinero pero nunca esclavo, las estadisticas preparan ya las tácticas, no existen matematicas que puedan explicar, este gran resultado no te ketes ahí parado, Token internacional...inesperado....

Estribillo(x2): Roldan


Yo escupo gasolina vosotros encendeis la llama la casa se quema pero nadie ya los llama, yo te kiero, tu me amas, esta relacción tan fuerte no le olvides jamás, cosa, esparrama, hazte la idea de que esta noche no te pones el pijama, dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena, bebe disfruta y olvida todas tus penas que aki bailan hasta los invalidos, blancos, negros o amarillos, aki todo es válido, kiero ver a todo el mundo con las manos para arriba si esto estaba boca abajo yo lo puse boca arriba....

Estribillo(x2): Roldan


Madre mía que calor, es que, es eso de mi Habana, con el mundo entre mis manos pensamos con el mañana, los Orishas me enseñaron a cantar el corazon tu eres, es por eso que sin condición, les indico mi rumbo, oeee, rumba buena pa que sepa, pa que aprenda de verdad mamá

El hombre que abre la boca y lo que sale es gasolina....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAPHtB5QAcY&feature=related

Vorspann:
Steig ein!
Steig ein!
Ich will dir was zeigen.
Der Platz an dem sich meine Leute rumtreiben:
Hohe Häuser - dicke Luft - ein paar Bäume - Menschen auf Drogen.
Hier platzen Träume.
Wir hier im Viertel kommen klar mit diesem Leben.
Ich hab alle meine Freunde aus dieser Gegend.
Hab doch keine Angst vor dem Typen mit dem Schlagring.
Er ist zwar n bisschen verrückt doch ich mag ihn.
Ich kann verstehn, dass du dich hier nicht so wohl fühlst, dass du viel lieber zu Hause im Pool wühlst.
Du sitzt lieber am gutgedeckten Tisch.
Dann merkst du schnell, Berlin ist nix für dich.
Steig ein!
Steig ein!

----------------------

Lied:
Yeah!
Ich hab mir die letzten zwei Juice geklaut weil auf den CDs waren so Tracks drauf die hießen: mein Block, Blumentopf und Hecklah & Coch ...tzz
Mein Block, mein Block, mein Block!
Und nicht Blumentopf sein Block! Yeah!
Mein Block, mein Block, mein Block!
Und nicht Hecklah und Coch sein Block!
Du in deinem Einfamilienhaus lachst mich aus
weil du denkst Du hast alles was Du brauchst.
Doch im MV scheint Dir die Sonne ausm Arsch.
In meinem Block weiß es jeder: Wir sind Stars!
Hier kriege ich alles.
Ich muss hier nicht mal weg.
Hier hab ich Drogen, Freunde und Sex.
Die Bullen können kommen doch jeder weiß bescheid.
Aber keiner hat was geseh'n also könn sie wieder gehen.
OK, ich muss gesteh'n: Hier ist es dreckig wie ne Nutte.
Doch ich weiß das wird schon wieder mit?n bisschen Spucke.
Mein schöner weißer Plattenbau wird langsam grau.
Draufgeschissen! Ich werd auch alt und grau im MV.

Refrain:
Meine Stadt, mein Bezirk, mein Viertel, meine Gegend, meine Straße, mein Zuhause, mein Block, meine Gedanken, mein Herz, mein Leben, meine Welt reicht vom ersten bis zum 16. Stock.
Meine Stadt, mein Bezirk, mein Viertel, meine Gegend, meine Straße, mein Zuhause, mein Block, meine Gedanken, mein Herz, mein Leben, meine Welt reicht vom ersten bis zum 16. Stock.

Der Typ aus'm 1. war früher mal Rausschmeißer.
Seitdem er ausm Knast ist, ist er unser Hausmeister.
Er ist oft bei der Nutte ausm 2.
Jetzt verkauft sie Fotos von ihm beim Arschausweiten.
Der Fetischist ausm 5. kauft sie gerne.
Er sagt, Rosetten sehen aus wie kleine Sterne.
Obwohl die von dem Schwulen ausm 11. immer aussieht als wenn man den Schwanz gerade frisch rauszieht.
Und davon sing ich dir ein Lied. Du kannst es kaufen.
Wie die Sekte Fans aus dem 9. die immer drauf sind.
Genauso wie der Junkie ausm 4., der zum Frühstück erst mal 10 Bier trinkt.
Dann geht er hoch in den 7. zum Ticker.
Er bezahlt für 10 Teile doch statt Gras kriegt er nen Ficker.
Damals war der Drogenstock noch der 10.
der ausm 7. ist der der überlebte.

Refrain:
Meine Stadt, mein Bezirk, mein Viertel, meine Gegend, meine Straße, mein Zuhause, mein Block, meine Gedanken, mein Herz, mein Leben, meine Welt reicht vom ersten bis zum 16. Stock.
Meine Stadt, mein Bezirk, mein Viertel, meine Gegend, meine Straße, mein Zuhause, mein Block, meine Gedanken, mein Herz, mein Leben, meine Welt reicht vom ersten bis zum 16. Stock.

Hier kriegst du alles.
Im 12. bei Manne kriegst du Falschgeld
und ein Bootleg von Eisfeld.
Ein Stock höher hat son Kerl sein Studio.
Er rappt und macht Tracks auf die Beats von Coolio.
Ganz zur Freude der Hausfrau darüber.
Die sagt: "Männer ficken auch nicht mehr wie früher".
Deshalb trifft man sie oft im 15. Stock bei der Hardcore-Lesbe
mit dem Kopf unter ihrem Rock.
Wenn ich ficken will fahr ich runter in den 3.
Aber die Braut fick ich nur zwischen die Titten.
Denn der Pornostock befindet sich im 8.
Hier könnt ich jeden Tag woanders übernachtn.
Im 16. Stock riecht der Flur voll streng aus der Wohnung
wo son Kerl schon seit drei Wochen hängt.
Ich häng im 6. rum in meinem Stock
mit meinen übergeilen Nachbarn in meinem Block.

Refrain:
Meine Stadt, mein Bezirk, mein Viertel, meine Gegend, meine Straße, mein Zuhause, mein Block, meine Gedanken, mein Herz, mein Leben, meine Welt reicht vom ersten bis zum 16. Stock.
Meine Stadt, mein Bezirk, mein Viertel, meine Gegend, meine Straße, mein Zuhause, mein Block, meine Gedanken, mein Herz, mein Leben, meine Welt reicht vom ersten bis zum 16. Stock.

F-U-H-R-M-A-N
So nenn mich meine Homes.
Mama nennt mich Sven.
Komm in mein Viertel! Pack dein Stock aus und hau mich!
Dann fickt das MV dich.
Wir scheißen auf Blaulicht.
L, O zum K zum U.
In meinem Block gibt es Drogn genug.
Für meinen Nachbarn mach ich jederzeit ein Kopf klar.
STANI isch hab immer gutes Dope da.

Morgens getroffen an der Holzburg um 8:00.
Dort haben wir schon manchmal Tage und Nächte verbracht.
An Schule wurde nicht gedacht.
Wir haben viel lieber gelenzt,
dicke Bongs geraucht
und den Unterricht geschwänzt.

Ey, Sido?!?!
Wer isn Blumentopf?
Wer isn Hecklah und Coch??
Ey du machst jetzt einen Track über unsern Block!

Refrain:
Meine Stadt, mein Bezirk, mein Viertel, meine Gegend, meine Straße, mein Zuhause, mein Block, meine Gedanken, mein Herz, mein Leben, meine Welt reicht vom ersten bis zum 16. Stock.
Meine Stadt, mein Bezirk, mein Viertel, meine Gegend, meine Straße, mein Zuhause, mein Block, meine Gedanken, mein Herz, mein Leben, meine Welt reicht vom ersten bis zum 16. Stock.

Yeah, jetzt könnt Ihr euch entscheiden.
Wer hat den geilsten Block in Deutschland, Alter?
Beethovens Remix!!!
Sido!!!
Aggro Berlin!!!
Loku Fuhrman und Bendt!!!
Und die ganze Welt brennt.
Aggro Berlin!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dimkLKTKHas


This is another Trak Star production




Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh
Who am I?

+ (Girl)
(Chingy) what's up?
(Why yo eyes so chinky?) I dunno
(Is it because you've been smoking and drinking?)
Maybe so
(I've been thinking) huh?
(Maybe you come get me) and do what?
(Round the town, then take me home and eat me)
Okay



Chingy Jackpot, "pop" like a crack spot
Ladies on the strip, keep me with a fat knot, 'Lac drop
Rag top on the jag drop, uh
Phat stop you know that's hot, huh
Mack spinnin wit the piece in my pocket
People hop out, I'm releasin a rocket (bloaw bloaw)
For a piece of the profit, St. Louis we the topic
Let the women jock it, pimpin, you know how I get
Once my album drop, all you heavy waiters better watch it
Vokál, yeah I rock it
Step in the spot shit, men leave I was somethin hot quick
'Cris holdin that bottle, won't you pop it
I threw the key to the city, since I locked it
Girl I don't want no brain, give me a pop quiz
I get multiple choice head, derty watch this

- 2X


They tell me what you tell me, you ain't gotta be in a rush
Errything I do is top secret, that's on the hush (shhhh)
Cat handlin hard in the city, makin women blush
From 314 to 617, gotta give it up
Treat my women like a structure, workers work the streets
Twerk ya meat, go get it till it hurts ya feet
Hurt in ya sleep, get wit me and we could ching all night
Hearr the slots ring all night
But if you try to get at the drama, I'll bring all night
We keep Atlanta throwin bows
And New Orleans, we got the thugs showin golds
Take it to New York, and party at Madison Squarre
We'll hit Cali and smash a model chick wit long hairr
No hatin on my part, let the ceremony start
Crowd around us sumthin new, sittin on top of the Arch
STL, where I dwell, Northside of the streets
They keep a quarter piece freak for the sheets, now speak uh

- 2X


Uh, I got tired of being broke dogg (fa sho)
Ice Sleeve won't you pass me some smoke dogg
Can I come up without jealousy?
"You ain't gon make it", what they tellin me
So I showed them, it ain't that hard
Can't play me, cuz I ain't got a whole card
Got Lee way in my hometown (STL)
No mo' jokin cuz it's on now
Who gon' stop, me not a soul
Strap, in, now, let's, roll
Keep it, real, what-eva I do
Got's up Keith, comin from U
Squash that, mind ya own, beats
There's a new ching, in the streets
Watch ya step, or I'll ruin ya rep
Now let's "get it" like Puff and G-Dep

- 2X


Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, uh
Oh, oh
Who am I?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fGx6K90TmCI


Arf arf
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Grrrr)
Uh, Yeah don't get it twisted
This rap shit, is mine
Motherfucker, it's not, a fucking, game
Fuck what you heard
It's what you hearin
It's what you hearin (Listen)
It's what you hearin (Listen)
It's what you hearin (Listen)


X gon give it to ya
Fuck wait for you to get it on your own
X gon deliver to ya
Knock knock, open up the door, it's real
Wit the non-stop, pop pop and stainless steel
Go hard gettin busy wit it
But I got such a good heart
I'll make a motherfucker wonder if he did it
Damn right and I'll do it again
Cuz I am right so I gots to win
Break bread wit the enemy
But no matter how many cats I break bread wit
I'll break who you sendin me
You motherfucker never wanted nothin
But your life said, that's for the light day
I'm gettin down, down
Make it say freeze
But won't be the one endin up on his knees (Whoo)
Please, If the only thing you cats did is come out to play
Stay out my way, motherfucker


First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL
Then we let it POP, DON'T LET IT GO
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya



Ain't never gave nothin to me
But everytime I turn around
Cats got they hands out wantin something from me
I ain't got it so you can't get it
Lets leave it at that cuz I ain't wit it
Hit it wit full strength
I'm a jail nigga
So I face the world like it's Earl in the bullpen
You against me, me against you
Whatever, whenever
What the fuck you gon do?
I'm a wolf in sheep clothing
Only nigga that you know that can chill
Come back and get the streets open
I've been doing this for nineteen years
Niggas wanna fight me? Fight these tears
I put in work and it's all for the kids
But these cats done forgot what work is (UH-HUH!)
They don't know who we be
Lookin! but they don't know who they see


First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL
Then we let it POP, GO LET IT GO
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya



Aiiyo where my niggaz at?!
I know I got them down in the game
Give em love and they give it back
Talk to much for to long
Don't give up your to strong (What?!)
A dog to bow bow hug it
Shoutout to niggaz that done it
And it ain't even about the dough
It's about gettin down for what you stand for yo


First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL
Then we let it POP, GO LET IT GO
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKli0y-Xr-Q

Candy (Drippin' Like Water)
f/ Daz Dillinger, E-40, Goldie Loc, Kurupt, MC Eiht


You want 'em? I got 'em.. drippin like water {*8X*}


Uh! (the candy man!) E-40!


Sticky icky! Snoop Dogg!
DPG, MC Eiht, Goldie Loc


E-40! Yeah...


Talk to 'em nephew (the candy man!)
Come on..


Narcotics is the death merchant, shipping and handling yolla I supply
Time to get up and wipe the eye boogers out my eye (out my eye!)
What y'all tryna buy pimpin y'know it's kinda dry!
Yeah, I only gotta couple of pies left that'll last me through the year
Doula, (ewwww!) ice cream caaandy! (What it do?)
Man that shit be comin in haaandy!
(Ewwww!) It's real walkie talkie (What else?)
I got that from the DB's, my cousin.. work dirty!
If you want 'em I got 'em, you hoping to cop it, you better be about yo' grit! (grit!)
Devour any cowards, sours slippery at the lip (lip!)
Beast up, suck up to none, don't be no sucker (sucker!)
Be a block monster, be a reputable motherfucker (motherfucker!)
(Ewwww!) Real mash with my Spanish (Spanish!)
If ain't about no gouda, potna you can vanish
(Ewwww!) Don't get put up in yo' place
Give me 40 feet and an ounce of space


You want 'em? I got 'em.. drippin like water {*8X*}


Sticky icky icky! Ahh, ahh!
You know I got that candy.. yeah!
Boss Dogg, Snoopy D O dub
Trip.. check game


Now-A-Later's, gum drops, jelly beans
Lollipops and triple beams
Blue carpet, yeah that's the treatment
Candy so sweet, got everybody eatin it
Bigg Snoop Dogg, I'm the star of this
So gone on and get yourself a bar of this
No change man.. gimme the bucks
The kinda candy I sell they call it deez nutz

(DEEZ NUTZ!!!) I'm almond with the caramel insides
You were playin front end with the french fries
How it feel man? What it look like?
I'm in your neighborhood, pullin on some Bud Light
Sweet and sticky, take it out the wrapper
Now put it in your mouth
To the beat of the drum, it'll be fun
and I bet you can't just eat one (Candy!)




Oh... candy! You want it, we got it, we got it!
Heh heh.. yeah! MC Eiht... Goldie Loc
War Zone.. who got that candy?
Come on...


I'm in the hood with the six-trey candy paint
Lil' somethin to chunk, make the hoes all faint
If you know when to beep, jump my baby rate
When I grip round her butt, I hold her steady
Yeah.. she my one and only
Quick to keep back haters who don't know me
I... feel... good about candy (Candy!)
My gangstas understand me


Shake it baby, don't break it baby, now can you make it clap? (clap!)
Tryna fit this work in your gap (gap!)
Drop it like it water pagoda, get my hustle on
I get it from you then I step on you to bubble on
It's gettin sweeter than a sugar cane
Here come that sugar daddy, black, rollin on gold thangs
Fo'shigiddy, he turned it into somethin, boy
'Cause I can't leave this filthy game without my Almond Joy (Candy!)




Ooohhhwwweee! Heh heh heh, yeah!
It's so tasty! Aiyyo Daz! Kurupt!
DPG! I know y'all got that candy man!
Gimme some of that candy man
Talk to me one time! For real, for real...


"It's like candy, candy!"
Get it how you want it
Whip it, twist it, pop your whip up on the corner
While I, taadow, check out this bizarre
The D-A-T the N-I double G, the D-A-Z
Again it's up in the wind, feel the breeze for shit
God damn! You already know who I am
Chrome on chrome, blue on blue, frost colors switches
Hit the gas, hit the brake, y'all really burn rubber?
Dip, drop, drop, dip
Stop, dip, ghost ride the whip!


Yeah, nigga.. shot caller
It's America's number one baller
Man I don't give a fuck.. like, "Fuck it"
High riders.. slide in the bucket
Little momma all up on a nigga like a coat
I got the perfect thang that'll coat her throat (Candy!)




Candy! So tasty.. candy, candy!
Yeah! Ha ha! Yeah nigga, we got that candy man
We don't sell it at the liquor store either man
We sell it everywhere we go
Holla, holla! (Candy!)

Three thousand motherfuckin pieces, you understand me?
I wish a motherfucker would come in this motherfucker
If I see Suge right now, I'd tell him, "Hey, how you doin Suge?"
{*laughing*} I didn't even know you were standing there nigga
My bad!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_4vKWFCWw04


Xxplosive, West coast shit
My nigguh-ish ways attract, girls that used to turn they back
Causin me to yank they arm and pose like I would do the harm
Now I'm sayin thank you cause they tell me, my shit's the bomb
Xxplosive.. ..for my niggaz drinkin Cognac, smokin weed, always pack
Mo' than one, firearm, chrome rims, ridin on
Chronic in yo' system, let me know, my shit's the bomb - Xxplosive..


West coast shit nigga
Overdosage - imperial pistols ferocious
Fuck a bitch; don't tease bitch, strip tease bitch
Eat a bowl of these bitch, gobble the dick
Hoes forgot to eat a dick can shut the fuck up!
Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my cash
Backhanded, pimpslapped backwards and left stranded
Just pop ya collar, pimp convention hoes for a dollar
Six-Deuce in a plush, six-deuce impala
Pimpin hoes from Texas to Guatemala
Bitch niggaz paid for hoes, just to lay wit hoes
Relax one night, and paid to stay wit hoes
Captain Save'Em all day (bitch) well save this dick
Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch
You ain't into hittin pussy, or hittin the switch
You into hittin bitches off of the grip, you punk bitch


All my real Doggs still kick it wit me
All my down hoes still trickin wit me
All the true gangstas know
Nate ain't never love no hoe
All the hoodrats still shake it for me
All my true fans still checkin for me
All the real smokers know
They ain't passin nuttin but dope indeed...
Real trees...
Chronic leaves...
No seeds...

When I had you last night, baby
Before - I blew yo' mind, (blew-blew-blew your mind)
I thought we had a chance, lady
No more - now that I'm sober you ain't that fine
Hmmm-hmmmhmmmm...
Don't wanna treat you wrong
Don't wanna lead you on
Here baby, hit the bong
While the west coast rolls along
While we - still makin gangsta hits
You'll be - still jockin gangsta dicks
Damn girl you think you slick
Somebody better get this biiitch, this biiiitch


I got these freaky hoes
Clappin they hands, stompin they feet
Every now and then they put they mouth on me
Nowadays a G like me can't even call it
A 23-year old pussy fiend and freakaholic
Pimpin bitches on the regular, I put that on the G
A hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be
Lemme drop some shit about this bitch I used to know
She gave ya boy the head and said don't let nobody know
A bonafide pro, I had to grab the hoe
She got freaky in yo' sixty-fo', I skeeted in her throat
Been knowin the hoe for fo' days, pimpery pays
And I bet you didn't know that she go both ways
She ate her best friend, I left them hoes at the mote'
They be beepin me and shit, but we don't kick it no mo'
Them hot hoes is fiendin, they on the nuts
But beitch, I'm out ya pussy when I nut, f'real

{Exxplosive..}

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=84R1-9_2YPI


Eeeh, zagga zow,
zagga now now now now now
Ziggy, yo, lets do this


Pon bed pon floor against wall
We sex dem all till dem call mi
and di girls dem sugar dats all
Welcome di king of di dancehall
Pon bed pon floor against wall
We sex dem all till dem call mi
and di girls dem sugar dats all
Welcome di king of di dancehall


(Hello meet buddy gal!) Play wid dem hair
(Catch it now gimme nuh hickey gal!)
Don't yuh dare (Titty stiff eeeh?)
Remove yuh undawear
Waan mi fi ram it to stick it to jam it in widout
(Gal fi get sex though)
Who dat a ask mi why?
Gallis mi ask mi question nuh funky guy
(What's up fattty?)
So how yuh act so shy
Mi nuh beg kitty but mi a like a bligh
Why, just so as yuh foot up high
Cause I, yes I believe yuh can, fly, straight to di sky
Betweenie mi name mi between yuh thighs
(Mi nuh Batman!)
Afta mi nuh Robin guy
If you and I ever knot to tie
Nuh shy, when mi stab it then yuh reply
(Woman Orgasm)
Bite yuh lips and close yuh eyes, cuz


Pon bed pon floor against wall
We sex dem all till dem call mi
and di girls dem sugar dats all
Welcome di king of di dancehall
Pon bed pon floor against wall
We sex dem all till dem call mi
and di girls dem sugar dats all
Welcome di king of di dancehall

*Woman Speaking*
(Come here pretty girl)
Yuh body shape so good
Let mi introduce yuh to a piece a hood
*Beenie can I be your girl?*
I tink yuh could but I, don't wanna be misundastood
(Nuh mistake!)
Mi nuh waan NUH gal widout di pretty face
Mi waan dem kickin in di waist and di body wid di shape
Pon di treble wid di bass and di sound and di place
Whetha I a pon di case see di murda pon yuh face
(This face!)
This is nuh sittin place
Mi stand up and dweet nuh bow dung and taste
Mi nuh run dung naany nuh chicken chase
She fi know di sex limits stop at sixty eight
(Mi deh a airport a wait!)
Twist some gal wid air freight
Cau di whole a dem di fish a run dung buddy bait
Natural BABY juice a nuh concentrate
Yuh neva know a so di love doctor great, come on!!!


Pon bed pon floor against wall
We sex dem all till dem call mi
and di girls dem sugar dats all
Welcome di king of di dancehall
Pon bed pon floor against wall
We sex dem all till dem call mi
and di girls dem sugar dats all
Welcome di king of di dancehall


(Mi belly full a food)
Mi go pon a gal feast
Cau mi go deh so fi sex mi nuh go deh so fi eat
(Miss Know how fi dweet!)
Some people watch cheat
Dem inna car seat but she six inch deep
(When mi unleash)
And she see di one feet
(Yuh mean one foot!)
No mi mean one feet
Cool baby love yuh too hard to discrete
So she tell everybody how she tear up di sheet
(Yuh tink a toenail)
A di sittin weh go skeet
Sticky sticky skeet skeet skeet skeet skeet
(A weh mi start Beenie joke?!)
She tink I don't leave
Mi nuh deal wid dung so baby dont meet
Mi waan a gal wey petite nice and look sweet
When she see di third leg she run like track meet
From mi know how fi dweet nah back nah retreat
Mi know dat song yah complete, so when mi go so


Pon bed pon floor against wall
We sex dem all till dem call mi
and di girls dem sugar dats all
Welcome di king of di dancehall
Pon bed pon floor against wall
We sex dem all till dem call mi
and di girls dem sugar dats all
Welcome di king of di dancehall
Pon bed pon floor against wall
We sex dem all till dem call mi
and di girls dem sugar dats all
Welcome di king of di dancehall
Pon bed pon floor against wall
We sex dem all till dem call mi
and di girls dem sugar dats all
Welcome di king of di dancehall

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khgIVMUvihg

Lose Control
(feat. Ciara, Fatman Scoop)

Music make u lose control
Music make u lose control


Lets go
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Watch out now
(music make u lose control)
Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
Fat man scoop man scoop man scoop


I've got a cute face
Chubby waist
Thick legs in shape
Rump shakin both wayz
Make u do a double take
Plan rocka show stopa
Flo froppa head knocka
Beat stalla tail droppa
Do ma thang muthafukas
Ma rose royce lamborghini
Blu madina alwayz beamin
Ragtop chrome pipes
Blu lights outta sight
Long weave sewed in
Say it again sewed in
Make dat money tho it n
Booty bouncin gon hit


Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody


Everybody


Well ma name is ciara
4 all u fly fellaz
No 1 can do it betta


She'll sing on acapella


Boy tha music
Makes me lose control


We gon make u lose control
And let it go 4 u kno
U gon hit tha flo

I rok 2 da beat till im tired (tired)
Walk n da club it's fiya (fiya)
Get it krunk and wired
Wave ya hands scream louda
If u smoke den fiya it up
Bring da roof down
Den holla
If u tipsy stand up
Dj turn it louda
Take sumbody by da waist den uh
Now tho it in dey face like uh
Hypnotic robotic
This here will rock yo bodies
Take sumbody by da waist den uh
Now tho it in dey face like uh
Systematica static
This hit be automatic

Work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Do it right


Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor


Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody


Everybody


Lets go


Everybody here
Get it outta control


Get yo backs off da wall)

Cuz misdemeanor said


So
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody


Everybody
Get loose


Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Putyo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall

Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
(music make u lose control)
We on fiya
We on fiya
We on fiya
We on fiya
Now tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Yeah
Now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl
Lets go now lets go now lets go now
Wooo lets go
Should I bring it back right now
Now bring it back now
Woooo oohhh
I see u c
Now ima iam do it like c did
Now shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Now bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Woooo woooo woooo
Go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl lets go lets go lets go
Wooo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DwQbPgouUYo

Pack it up, pack it in
Let me begin
I came to win
Battle me that’s a sin
I won’t tear the sack up
Punk you’d better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on!
Come on, throw your hands up
If you’ve got the feeling jump across the ceiling
Muggs is a funk fest, someone’s talking junk
Yo, I’ll bust em in the eye
And then I’ll take the punks home
Feel it, funk it
Amps in the trunk
And I got more rhymes than there’s cops that are dunking
Donuts shop
Sure ’nuff I got props from the kids on the hill
Plus my mom and my pops

Chorus

I came to get down (2x)
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around (3x)
Jump up jump up and get down.
Jump (18x)
I’ll serve your ass like john macenroe
If your girl steps up, I’m smacking the ho
Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the bible’s got psalms
And just like the prodigal son I’ve returned
Anyone stepping to me you’ll get burned
Cause I got lyrics and you ain’t got none
So if you come to battle bring a shotgun
But if you do you’re a fool, cause I duel to the death
Try and step to me you’ll take your last breath
I gots the skill, come get your fill
Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill

Chorus

I’m the cream of the crop, I rise to the top
I never eat a pig cause a pig is a cop
Or better yet a terminator
Like arnold schwarzenegger
Try’n to play me out like as if my name was sega
But I ain’t going out like no punk bitch
Get used to one style and you know I might switch
It up up and around, then buck buck you down
Put out your head then you wake up in the dawn of the dead
I’m coming to get ya, coming to get ya
Spitting out lyrics homie I’ll wet ya

Chorus
Jump (32x)

Yo, this is dedicated
To joe, da flava, dakota
Grag yo bozac, punk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6W5pq4bIzIw

Mr. Boombastic
What you want is some boombastic romantic fantastic lover
Shaggy
Mr. Lover lover, Mr. Lover lover, girl, Mr. Lover lover
She call me Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic, touch me in me back
she say I'm Mr. Ro...mantic
She call me Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic, touch me in me back she say
I'm ro... Smooth just like silk
Soft and coddle hug me up like a quit
I'm a lyrical lover no take me for no filth
With my sexual physique Jah know me well built
Oh me oh my well well can't you tell
I'm just like a turtle crawling out of my shell
Gal you captivate my body put me under a spell
With your cus cus perfume I love your sweet smell
You are the only young girl that can ring my bell
And I can take rejection so you tell me go to hell

I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says I'm Mr
Ro...mantic
I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says boom
boom
boom
I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says I'm Mr
Ro...mantic
I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says boom
boom
boom

Gee wheeze baby please
Let me take you to an island of the sweet cool breeze
You don't fell like drive baby hand me the keys
And I'll take you to a place to set your mind at ease
Don't you tickle my foot bottom ha ha baby please
Don't you play with my nose I might ha chum sneeze
Well you a the bun and me a the cheese
And if me a the rice well you a the peas



Give me your loving gal your loving well good
I want your loving gal give it like you should
Give me your loving gal your loving well good
I want your loving gal you remember the woo
Would like to kiss and carress
Rub down every strand of hair on my chest
I'm Boombastic rated as the best
The best you should get nothing more nothing less
Give me your digits jot down your address
I'll bet you confess when you put me to the test
That I'm



Gal your admiration if a tick me from the start
With your physical attraction gal you know to feel the spark
A man of few word naw go tell you no sweet talk
Naw go laba laba and a chat pure phart
I'll get straight to the point like a arrow or a dart
Come lay down in my jacuzzi and get some bubble bath
Only sound you will here is the beating of my heart
And we will mmm mmm (kiss) and have some sweet pillow talk
I'm

por ahora no podré. tengo algunas cosas mas importantes.
No le des tanto color.
tb teno vida y cosas que hacer.