Nick Cannon Lyrics
Nick Cannon Lyrics
"Gigolo Lyrics"
Down In It Lyrics
kinda like a cloud i was up, way up in the sky. and i was feeling some feelings you wouldn't believe. sometimes i don't believe them myself and i decided i was never coming down. just then a tiny little dot caught my eye. it was just about too small to see. but i watched it way too long. it was pulling me down. [Chorus:] i was up above it. i was up abov
kinda like a cloud i was up, way up in the sky. and i was feeling some feelings you wouldn't believe. sometimes i don't believe them myself and i decided i was never coming down. just then a tiny little dot caught my eye. it was just about too small to see. but i watched it way too long. it was pulling me down. [Chorus:] i was up above it. i was up abov
[Intro - R. Kelly] + (Nick Cannon)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, uh, haha)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Kells!)
(We in the club singing this for money, ha!)
[Chorus - R. Kelly]
I'm a gigolo, spending lotsa dough
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on vogues
Peep how I'm shining, wit the fresh, fresh clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HO!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Every time I turn around, I got another show
Leave the club with about three in a row
Jump in the Six, 'cause I love them (HO!)
[Verse 1 - Nick Cannon]
Shorty I, only got one night in town, tell me baby are you down
Bushes we won't beat around, bushes we just eat 'em now
Feeling yo Masqueno blouse, seven jean, Black and Lebonese
Head to her knees, please if you eve
Put Your Heart Into It Lyrics
You don't need to talk French To make me giddy You don't need to fly me off to some foreign city You don't need pretty words just to turn my head And you don't need to be a casanova in bed If you're gonna love me Why don't you just do it Come on baby, Put your heart into it You don't need to pop out of a birthday cake You don't need to bring me roses on
r need a bachelor From EbonyYou don't need to talk French To make me giddy You don't need to fly me off to some foreign city You don't need pretty words just to turn my head And you don't need to be a casanova in bed If you're gonna love me Why don't you just do it Come on baby, Put your heart into it You don't need to pop out of a birthday cake You don't need to bring me roses on
Just rock to the melody, I got you in bed wit me
I thought you would never leave
You wanna name me Like A-Murray
Know the chain freeze wrist be the same degrees
Tryna get lil' mami, in that thang of reese
Only getting in for free, if you came wit me
Cause I'ma grown man, not B2K
If I need a girlfriend, it won't be to-day
Naw, I'm not tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kells on Ducatis, wanna see you drop it shawty
Oh weee, tryna leave the club, wit a groupie
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Nick Cannon]
Ma I'm busy on tour, ma, you busy on the floor
Ma I'm feeling yo heels, them Christian Diors
I'm like David Beckham, keep a mean shoe game
But like m
What The Fuck Lyrics
What the fuck iz goin on [2x] that nigga eyein me [4x] What the fuck iz goin on [2x] that nigga tryin me [4x] [Lil Scrappy] fuck the bullshit beat dat ass to the floe he twistin now he shakin like a god damn hoe don't run off at me, now hes tryin to attack me juzt blow your brain cells from ur head I be clappin now I buck all day, I buck all nite damn rit
y favorite records, keep spinning new thangsWhat the fuck iz goin on [2x] that nigga eyein me [4x] What the fuck iz goin on [2x] that nigga tryin me [4x] [Lil Scrappy] fuck the bullshit beat dat ass to the floe he twistin now he shakin like a god damn hoe don't run off at me, now hes tryin to attack me juzt blow your brain cells from ur head I be clappin now I buck all day, I buck all nite damn rit
Let my hair grow, cause I was looking for a change
Shorty call me the Scare Crow, I'm looking for some brains
In "The Wiz", there it go, here it is, where the show
Cause through yo dress, I can see yo drawers
Oh shorty just shake it, make a round of applause
If you outta Hypnotic, 'notha round at the bar
And when we parking lot pimping, they surrounding the car
Naw, I'm not tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kells on Ducatis, wanna see you drop it shawty
Oh weee, tryna leave the club
Wit a groupie, wit a groupie
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Nick Cannon]
Mama, when we leave the club, leave wit us
You don't need ya car keys, we go
Girls Way Lyrics
INTRO: Who lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy ,lordy Who nah na nah na nigh stabba Da ba nigh, fi di gal dem me cry Why, woh nah na nah na nigh stabba Da ba nigh nah na na nigh anyway CHORUS I'm moving on di gal dem way(GAL DEM WAY) Don't yuh tek man fi gay(MAN A NUH GAY) Ge mi suzan & fay every day, a wan yu hear wa mi say(YAHH) Moving on d
in' free in the busINTRO: Who lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy ,lordy Who nah na nah na nigh stabba Da ba nigh, fi di gal dem me cry Why, woh nah na nah na nigh stabba Da ba nigh nah na na nigh anyway CHORUS I'm moving on di gal dem way(GAL DEM WAY) Don't yuh tek man fi gay(MAN A NUH GAY) Ge mi suzan & fay every day, a wan yu hear wa mi say(YAHH) Moving on d
And the way you wear ya jeans, is means to cuss
So DAMN!, how you get them on, DAMN! Vic secrets on a
Throwback chick, hotter than Ms. Vic Damone
This the type of ... I'm on, not picking up the phone
Unless you unblock ya joint, then put in ya code
Know its to hit, when Nick get in the booth
Come through in something new, wit an invisible roof
Oh the settin's on my necklace them invisible too
When we do what we do, we can't be visible boo
The last thing I need is lawsuits, all I did is call you
Initiate the first move, shorty that was all you
I'm not tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kells on Ducatis, wanna see you drop it shawty, oh weee
[Chorus]