Hold on, I've been waiting so long
'Cause it's how this feels
It's happening
Yes, it's really happening
This is real
Piece By Piece: Music From The Motion Picture Soundtrack Album Lyrics
Piece By Piece: Music From The Motion Picture Soundtrack Lyrics
(Featuring Pharrell Williams)
- Pharrell Williams - It's Happening
- Pharrell Williams - Piece By Piece
- Pharrell Williams - Virginia Boy (Remix)
- Pharrell Williams - L'EGO Odyssey
- Pharrell Williams - For Real
- NERD - MAYBE
- NERD - God Bless Us All
- Justin Timberlake - Señorita
- NERD - Rock Star
- Wreckx-N-Effect - Rump Shaker
- Noreaga - Superthug
- Jay-Z - I Just Wanna Love U (Give It 2 Me)
- No Doubt - Hella Good
- Snoop Dogg - Drop It Like Its Hot
- The Clipse - Grindin
- Pharrell Williams - Frontin' (Club Mix)
- Snoop Dogg - Beautiful
- NERD - Sooner Or Later
- Daft Punk - Get Lucky
- Pharrell Williams - Happy
- Kendrick Lamar - Alright
Writer: Pharrell Williams, Shelly Berg
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pharrell Williams - Piece By Piece
I decided a long time ago
I would write my own chronicle
Turn around, that ain't me
No one's followin' the lead
Let me build what I see
You know it starts with a piece
Give it time, let it breathe
Instead of suffocatin' crazy dreams
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Ah) and when it pays off, pays off
(Ah) and it feels so good inside
(Ah) and when I told you, I told you
If the only way it happened was mine
When it was time
I got butterflies
Don't look surprised, girl
With a dream this size (yeah)
Everythingseems so easy for other guys
But I never moved my eyes
It takes a thousand tries
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Ah) and when it pays off, pays off
(Ah) it feels so good inside
(Ah) and when I told you, I told you
(Ah) there ain't been any other way but mine
Never took days off, days off
(Ah) if they hated, now they want to die
(Ah) finding a break and where it goes to
We keep stackin' high, high, high
Piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece
Piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece
(Ah) and when it pays off, pays off
(Ah) it feels so good inside
(Ah) and when I told you, I told you
(Ah) there ain't been any other way but mine
Never took days off, days off
(Ah) if they hated, now they want to die
(Ah) finding a break and where it goes to
We keep stackin' high, high, high
Piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece
I would write my own chronicle
Turn around, that ain't me
No one's followin' the lead
Let me build what I see
You know it starts with a piece
Give it time, let it breathe
Instead of suffocatin' crazy dreams
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Ah) and when it pays off, pays off
(Ah) and it feels so good inside
(Ah) and when I told you, I told you
If the only way it happened was mine
When it was time
I got butterflies
Don't look surprised, girl
With a dream this size (yeah)
Everythingseems so easy for other guys
But I never moved my eyes
It takes a thousand tries
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Hey)
'Til it starts paying off
(Ah) and when it pays off, pays off
(Ah) it feels so good inside
(Ah) and when I told you, I told you
(Ah) there ain't been any other way but mine
Never took days off, days off
(Ah) if they hated, now they want to die
(Ah) finding a break and where it goes to
We keep stackin' high, high, high
Piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece
Piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece
(Ah) and when it pays off, pays off
(Ah) it feels so good inside
(Ah) and when I told you, I told you
(Ah) there ain't been any other way but mine
Never took days off, days off
(Ah) if they hated, now they want to die
(Ah) finding a break and where it goes to
We keep stackin' high, high, high
Piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece, piece by piece
Writer: Pharrell Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pharrell Williams - Virginia Boy (Remix)
[ Featuring Tyler, the Creator ]
Yes, it is heat magnum, the verb lord
Mermaid city is where I was born, off of-
I prefer words instead of usin' swords
But hats are comin' off once I press record
First keyboard was Korg, and then Triton
I'm simply recitin', none of this I'm writin'
Let me explain why I'm a multi-hyphen
Raised in Atlantis, of course I love Poseidon
Peace to Tiffany, everybody love the Titan
Didn't have a bow like my goddaughter arrow
Bein' pulled down like crabs in the barrel
By snakes who like to rattle on your uphill battle
Marchin' cavalier that's in my bone marrow
A black Martian, with alien carrols
Peace to LV, somethin' in the water
Help me build the pyramid, because my dad's name is Pharaoh
From Virginia, boy, from Virginia, boy
From Virginia, boy, from Virginia, boy (what?)
From Virginia, boy (what?), from Virginia, boy (what?)
From Virginia, boy (what?), martian DNA for that ass
That ass, that ass, that ass, that ass, that ass, that ass
That ass, that ass, that ass, that ass, that ass, that ass
Yes it is he, uh, gap tooth T, uh (ugh, ugh)
Live from the City of the Angels by the sea, uh (ugh)
Listen to me, you come here, bro, you kissin' the ring (mwah)
You get lost in the sauce, and we clippin' your wings
Hawthorne, Inglewood, West side, that side
I will kick, kick, kick push to the other side (uh)
South Bay where they drown if they get it out of line
Dark red, light blue, and they keep a magic wand (boom)
Ah, but it was fun though
I had a keyboard, Dell, no Segundo
They had it front row, like "Where the sun go?"
'Cause they would lock that ass up like Rapunzel, dawg
That's a no-no, dawg, now we got Flog Gnaw (rah, rah)
We would skateboard baby, we ain't own no car
See, I been a boy, Fairfax to Venice, boy (oof, oof)
Yeah, I'm a LA California baby, and Pharrell's from Virg-
From Virginia, boy, from Virginia, boy (yeah, from the dirty, baby)
From Virginia, boy, from Virginia, boy (what?)
From Virginia, boy (what?), from Virginia, boy (what?)
From Virginia, boy (what?), martian DNA for that ass
That ass, that ass, that ass, that ass, that ass, that ass
That ass, that ass, that ass, that ass, that ass, that ass
Writer: Pharrell Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pharrell Williams - L'EGO Odyssey
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
Mr. Know-It-All (Know-It-All)
Who wants to show it off (Know-It-All)
You're no longer burnin' (no longer burnin')
If you know it all (If you know it all)
Never too far to fall (Know-It-All)
You're gonna blow it all (Know-It-All)
Don't you know the law? (Don't you know the law?)
Only God knows it all
You're still a student
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
There he goes, he go (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
There he goes, he go (oh, oh, oh, oh)
There he goes, he go (oh)
There he goes, he go
The universe is the university for the soul
Humanity, you must be humble
Know we were born from ground
To understand and control
Once you face the hand that makes space
You can't let go
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble (humble)
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble (humble)
Humble, humble, humble, humble (humble)
Just be humble and orchestrate things to change
Life will teach you your beautiful way, one day
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Be thankful for your dreams
Build them piece by piece
Let go of the scene
Let go, honestly
The universe is the university for the soul
Humanity, you must be humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble
You can break up bein' black and tan
And break up land you never know
So save your pen, say "Thank you" and just go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
Mr. Know-It-All (Know-It-All)
Who wants to show it off (Know-It-All)
You're no longer burnin' (no longer burnin')
If you know it all (If you know it all)
Never too far to fall (Know-It-All)
You're gonna blow it all (Know-It-All)
Don't you know the law? (Don't you know the law?)
Only God knows it all
You're still a student
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go
There he goes, he go (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
There he goes, he go (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
There he goes, he go (oh, oh, oh, oh)
There he goes, he go (oh)
There he goes, he go
The universe is the university for the soul
Humanity, you must be humble
Know we were born from ground
To understand and control
Once you face the hand that makes space
You can't let go
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble (humble)
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble (humble)
Humble, humble, humble, humble (humble)
Just be humble and orchestrate things to change
Life will teach you your beautiful way, one day
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Be thankful for your dreams
Build them piece by piece
Let go of the scene
Let go, honestly
The universe is the university for the soul
Humanity, you must be humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble
Humble, humble, humble, humble
You can break up bein' black and tan
And break up land you never know
So save your pen, say "Thank you" and just go
Writer: Pharrell Williams, Sheldon Berg
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pharrell Williams - For Real
I've been starin' at this certain star (yeah)
'Cause I'm trainin' like every night
All alone and the lights are off
Wish that I could do whatever I like
I've been wishin' to the universe
'Cause to be real, I'd be better off
Wanna know what I'm waiting for?
Some kind of sign, like a meteorite
Something to happen, some kind of magic
To make me feel real
I wanna experience, I want some control
I just wanna feel
Anything that has no soul
Is guaranteed to fall
So once it happens, you will know
'Cause you'll hear God's voice inside
I wanna open my eyes and know that it's okay
I'm awake, my dream has come true
And I would do it for free if that is what it takes
What it takes, is how bad I want to
Am I a toy? I got feelings too
First they pick me up, and then put me down
I am lost, who am I appealing to?
That's what they all say when I'm not around
So I pray to the universe
That it will come true finally
I'll be whoever I decide to be
Worry about yourself, 'cause I'll be alright
Something'll happen, some kind of magic
To make me feel real
I wanna experience, I want some control
I just wanna feel
I must admit that I was slow
'Cause what I didn't know
'Bout my dreams and my goals
Were inside me the whole time
I wanna open my eyes and know that it's okay
I'm awake, my dream has come true
And I would do it for free if that is what it takes
What it takes, is how bad I want to
'Cause I'm trainin' like every night
All alone and the lights are off
Wish that I could do whatever I like
I've been wishin' to the universe
'Cause to be real, I'd be better off
Wanna know what I'm waiting for?
Some kind of sign, like a meteorite
Something to happen, some kind of magic
To make me feel real
I wanna experience, I want some control
I just wanna feel
Anything that has no soul
Is guaranteed to fall
So once it happens, you will know
'Cause you'll hear God's voice inside
I wanna open my eyes and know that it's okay
I'm awake, my dream has come true
And I would do it for free if that is what it takes
What it takes, is how bad I want to
Am I a toy? I got feelings too
First they pick me up, and then put me down
I am lost, who am I appealing to?
That's what they all say when I'm not around
So I pray to the universe
That it will come true finally
I'll be whoever I decide to be
Worry about yourself, 'cause I'll be alright
Something'll happen, some kind of magic
To make me feel real
I wanna experience, I want some control
I just wanna feel
I must admit that I was slow
'Cause what I didn't know
'Bout my dreams and my goals
Were inside me the whole time
I wanna open my eyes and know that it's okay
I'm awake, my dream has come true
And I would do it for free if that is what it takes
What it takes, is how bad I want to
Writer: Pharrell Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
NERD - MAYBE
Love was the egg
See
And it was born in a cloud
With silver lining
Ah ha, but it broke
I mean it hatched on the ground
So time flew right by me
And while I
I know you thought your life was goin' be easy
When you didn't call
You found that you were wrong, huh
See I know you thought your life was goin' be easy
You thought you had it all
But you found that you were wrong
See maybe
There was something wrong
And you weren't telling me, no, oh
See, see maybe
The laugh's on me
And life was telling me a joke, oh joke
Well they say
If something's yours and you let it go
If it comes back to you it was yours all along
Well I let you go along with those lies from you
I wonder what else lies in you
Or did the lies just eat it gone?
See, I know you thought your life was gon' be easy
When you didn't call
You found that you were wrong
See I know you thought your life was gon' be easy
You thought you had it all
But you found that you were wrong
See maybe
There was something wrong
And you weren't telling me, no, oh
See, see maybe
The laugh's on me
And life was telling me a joke, oh joke
Babe, yo
Hold it now
Is y'all alright ?
How you feelin' right now?
Yeah me too
Hold it now, y'all alright?
See, do you remember
What's it's like to
Wake up in
Her love nest?
Get it, love nest?
And now she's gone
Gone
Gone
Gone
At which point, you realize
Life is but a joke
And it laugh's on you
It's funny right?
Babe
See
And it was born in a cloud
With silver lining
Ah ha, but it broke
I mean it hatched on the ground
So time flew right by me
And while I
I know you thought your life was goin' be easy
When you didn't call
You found that you were wrong, huh
See I know you thought your life was goin' be easy
You thought you had it all
But you found that you were wrong
See maybe
There was something wrong
And you weren't telling me, no, oh
See, see maybe
The laugh's on me
And life was telling me a joke, oh joke
Well they say
If something's yours and you let it go
If it comes back to you it was yours all along
Well I let you go along with those lies from you
I wonder what else lies in you
Or did the lies just eat it gone?
See, I know you thought your life was gon' be easy
When you didn't call
You found that you were wrong
See I know you thought your life was gon' be easy
You thought you had it all
But you found that you were wrong
See maybe
There was something wrong
And you weren't telling me, no, oh
See, see maybe
The laugh's on me
And life was telling me a joke, oh joke
Babe, yo
Hold it now
Is y'all alright ?
How you feelin' right now?
Yeah me too
Hold it now, y'all alright?
See, do you remember
What's it's like to
Wake up in
Her love nest?
Get it, love nest?
And now she's gone
Gone
Gone
Gone
At which point, you realize
Life is but a joke
And it laugh's on you
It's funny right?
Babe
Writer: PHARRELL WILLIAMS, CHAD HUGO
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
NERD - God Bless Us All
[Pharrell:]
Hold your head lil' bruh
You're not dead lil' bruh
You are brown and this world is black and white lil' bruh
I know how it sounds lil' bruh, but you'll be alright lil' bruh
[Chorus:]
I bet this song, make no sense to you
With the world on your shoulders, what can you see?
God blessed us all, with the gift to pursue
Just clear your mind and, you'll feel like me
Yeah~!
[Pharrell:]
Forget what you read lil' bruh
Get them words our your head lil' bruh
With them shades the world's the same don't you know lil' bruh?
It only just fades lil' bruh, but can't hide your glow lil' bruh
Yeah, cause
[Chorus]
[Pharrell:]
Forget the latest lil' bruh
You're the greatest lil' bruh
You were made to amaze and bring change lil' bruh
It takes one to know one bruh, so here's one to grown on bruh
Yeah
[Chorus]
Hold your head lil' bruh
You're not dead lil' bruh
You are brown and this world is black and white lil' bruh
I know how it sounds lil' bruh, but you'll be alright lil' bruh
[Chorus:]
I bet this song, make no sense to you
With the world on your shoulders, what can you see?
God blessed us all, with the gift to pursue
Just clear your mind and, you'll feel like me
Yeah~!
[Pharrell:]
Forget what you read lil' bruh
Get them words our your head lil' bruh
With them shades the world's the same don't you know lil' bruh?
It only just fades lil' bruh, but can't hide your glow lil' bruh
Yeah, cause
[Chorus]
[Pharrell:]
Forget the latest lil' bruh
You're the greatest lil' bruh
You were made to amaze and bring change lil' bruh
It takes one to know one bruh, so here's one to grown on bruh
Yeah
[Chorus]
Writer: CHAD HUGO, PHARRELL WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Justin Timberlake - Señorita
Ladies and gentlemen
It's my pleasure to introduce to you
He's a friend of mine
Yes, yes I am
And he goes by the name
Justin
All the way
From Memphis, Tennessee
And he's got somethin' special for y'all tonight
He's gonna sing a song for y'all
About this girl
Come in right here?
Yeah, come on
On that sunny day
Didn't know I'd meet
Such a beautiful girl
Walking down the street
Seen those bright brown eyes
With tears coming down
She deserves a crown
But where is it now
Mamma listen
Senorita, I feel for you
You deal with things, that you don't have to
He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm
But you could feel this real love
If you just lay in my
Running fast in my mind
Girl don't you slow it down
If we carry on this way
This thing might leave the ground
How would you like to fly?
That's how my queen should arrive
But you still deserve the crown
Or hasn't it been found?
Mamma listen
Senorita, I feel for you
(Feel for you)
You deal with things, that you don't have to
(No, no)
He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm
(He don't love ya baby)
But you could feel this real love
(Feel it)
If you just lay in my
Ah, ah, arms
(Won't you lay in my)
Ah, ah, arms
(Mama lay in my)
Ah, ah, arms
(Baby won't you lay in my)
Ah, ah, arms
When I look into your eyes
I see something that money can't buy
And I know if you give us a try
I'll work hard for you girl
And no longer will you ever have to cry
Senorita, I feel for you
You deal with things, that you don't have to
(Deal with things you don't have to)
He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm
(No, no)
But you could feel this real love
(Feel it)
If you just lay in my
Ah, ah, arms
(Whoa)
Ah, ah, arms
(My baby)
Ah, ah, arms
(Oh, yea)
Ah, ah, arms
When I look into your eyes
I see something that money can't buy
And I know if you give us a try
I'll work hard for you girl
You won't ever cry
Now listen
I wanna try somethin' right now
See they don't do this anymore
I'm a sing something
And I want the guys to sing wit' me
They go
"It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?"
And then the ladies go
"I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you"
Guys sing
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
And ladies
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Feels good don't it, come on
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
Yea, ladies
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Show the good to me
Sing it one more time
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
Ladies
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Yea, yea
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
Ladies
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Gentlemen, good night
Ladies, good morning
That's it
It's my pleasure to introduce to you
He's a friend of mine
Yes, yes I am
And he goes by the name
Justin
All the way
From Memphis, Tennessee
And he's got somethin' special for y'all tonight
He's gonna sing a song for y'all
About this girl
Come in right here?
Yeah, come on
On that sunny day
Didn't know I'd meet
Such a beautiful girl
Walking down the street
Seen those bright brown eyes
With tears coming down
She deserves a crown
But where is it now
Mamma listen
Senorita, I feel for you
You deal with things, that you don't have to
He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm
But you could feel this real love
If you just lay in my
Running fast in my mind
Girl don't you slow it down
If we carry on this way
This thing might leave the ground
How would you like to fly?
That's how my queen should arrive
But you still deserve the crown
Or hasn't it been found?
Mamma listen
Senorita, I feel for you
(Feel for you)
You deal with things, that you don't have to
(No, no)
He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm
(He don't love ya baby)
But you could feel this real love
(Feel it)
If you just lay in my
Ah, ah, arms
(Won't you lay in my)
Ah, ah, arms
(Mama lay in my)
Ah, ah, arms
(Baby won't you lay in my)
Ah, ah, arms
When I look into your eyes
I see something that money can't buy
And I know if you give us a try
I'll work hard for you girl
And no longer will you ever have to cry
Senorita, I feel for you
You deal with things, that you don't have to
(Deal with things you don't have to)
He doesn't love ya, I can tell by his charm
(No, no)
But you could feel this real love
(Feel it)
If you just lay in my
Ah, ah, arms
(Whoa)
Ah, ah, arms
(My baby)
Ah, ah, arms
(Oh, yea)
Ah, ah, arms
When I look into your eyes
I see something that money can't buy
And I know if you give us a try
I'll work hard for you girl
You won't ever cry
Now listen
I wanna try somethin' right now
See they don't do this anymore
I'm a sing something
And I want the guys to sing wit' me
They go
"It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?"
And then the ladies go
"I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you"
Guys sing
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
And ladies
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Feels good don't it, come on
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
Yea, ladies
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Show the good to me
Sing it one more time
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
Ladies
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Yea, yea
It feels like something's heating up, can I leave with you?
Ladies
I don't know what I'm thinking bout, really leaving with you
Gentlemen, good night
Ladies, good morning
That's it
Writer: Justin R. Timberlake, Chad Hugo, Pharrell L. Williams, PHARRELL L WILLIAMS, JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE, PHARRELL WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Actual Music, S.L., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Actual Music, S.L., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
NERD - Rock Star
Yeah, yeah
It's almost over now, almost over now
It's almost over now, almost over now
You think the way you live is okay
You think posin' will save your day
You think we don't see that you're running
Better call your boys 'cause I'm coming
You can't be me, I'm a rock star
I'm rhymin' on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel an' my 44 pops far
It's almost over now, it's almost over now
Guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
When you see the mantle or when you see the skies
It's almost over now, almost over now
You think that you don't have to ever quit
You think that you can get away with it
You think the light won't be ever lit
It's almost over now, almost over now
Somethin' on your chest? Better get it off
There'll be no one left when we set it off
We ain't gonna take it no more
Since it's almost over now, almost over now
You have to plenty of time, there was no rush
But it was your dream to be like us
You're in dreamland, so you don't care
And as you wake we're standing there
You can't be me, I'm a rock star
I'm rhymin' on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel an' my 44 pops far
It's almost over now, it's almost over now
I guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
When you see the mantle or when you see the skies
It's almost over now, almost over now
You think that you don't have to ever quit
You think that you can get away with it
You think the light won't be ever lit
It's almost over now, almost over now
Somethin' on your chest? Better get it off
There'll be no one left when we set it off
We ain't gonna take it no more
Since it's almost over now, almost over now
Just gotta get it off, yeah, get it off
Look, it's almost over now, almost over now
You don't succeed 'cause you hesitate
You think we're flyin', but we levitate
Just be yourself, don't ask us why
'Cause if you don't, we'll make you cry
You can't be me, I'm a rock star
I'm rhymin' on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel an' my 44 pops far
It's almost over now, almost over now
I guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
When you see the mantle or when you see the skies
It's almost over now, almost over now
You think that you don't have to ever quit
You think that you can get away with it
You think the light won't be ever lit
It's almost over now, almost over now
Somethin' on your chest? Better get it off
There'll be no one left when we set it off
We ain't gonna take it no more
Since it's almost over now, almost over now
You can't be me, I'm a rock star
I'm rhymin' on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel an' my 44 pops far
It's almost over now, it's almost over now
I guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
When you see the mantle or when you see the skies
It's almost over now, it's almost over now
No one ever really dies
Do you believe that ? Well, if not, for you
It's almost over now, almost over now
It's almost over now, almost over now
I guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
I guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's almost over now, almost over now
It's almost over now, almost over now
It's almost over now, almost over now
You think the way you live is okay
You think posin' will save your day
You think we don't see that you're running
Better call your boys 'cause I'm coming
You can't be me, I'm a rock star
I'm rhymin' on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel an' my 44 pops far
It's almost over now, it's almost over now
Guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
When you see the mantle or when you see the skies
It's almost over now, almost over now
You think that you don't have to ever quit
You think that you can get away with it
You think the light won't be ever lit
It's almost over now, almost over now
Somethin' on your chest? Better get it off
There'll be no one left when we set it off
We ain't gonna take it no more
Since it's almost over now, almost over now
You have to plenty of time, there was no rush
But it was your dream to be like us
You're in dreamland, so you don't care
And as you wake we're standing there
You can't be me, I'm a rock star
I'm rhymin' on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel an' my 44 pops far
It's almost over now, it's almost over now
I guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
When you see the mantle or when you see the skies
It's almost over now, almost over now
You think that you don't have to ever quit
You think that you can get away with it
You think the light won't be ever lit
It's almost over now, almost over now
Somethin' on your chest? Better get it off
There'll be no one left when we set it off
We ain't gonna take it no more
Since it's almost over now, almost over now
Just gotta get it off, yeah, get it off
Look, it's almost over now, almost over now
You don't succeed 'cause you hesitate
You think we're flyin', but we levitate
Just be yourself, don't ask us why
'Cause if you don't, we'll make you cry
You can't be me, I'm a rock star
I'm rhymin' on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel an' my 44 pops far
It's almost over now, almost over now
I guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
When you see the mantle or when you see the skies
It's almost over now, almost over now
You think that you don't have to ever quit
You think that you can get away with it
You think the light won't be ever lit
It's almost over now, almost over now
Somethin' on your chest? Better get it off
There'll be no one left when we set it off
We ain't gonna take it no more
Since it's almost over now, almost over now
You can't be me, I'm a rock star
I'm rhymin' on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel an' my 44 pops far
It's almost over now, it's almost over now
I guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
When you see the mantle or when you see the skies
It's almost over now, it's almost over now
No one ever really dies
Do you believe that ? Well, if not, for you
It's almost over now, almost over now
It's almost over now, almost over now
I guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
I guess, you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's almost over now, almost over now
Writer: CHAD HUGO, PHARRELL WILLIAMS, PHARRELL L WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Wreckx-N-Effect - Rump Shaker
Yeah..
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP
[x4]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one
[Verse One: A Plus]
It's called the rump shaker, the beats is like sweeter than candy
I'm feelin manly and your shaker's comin in handy
Slide em across(??) from New York down by your Virginia
Ticklin you around Delware before I enter
Turn to seduction from face hips to feet
A wiggle and a jiggle can make the night complete
Now since you got the body of the year, come and get the award
Here's a hint - it's like a long sharp sword
Flip tail, so let me see you shake it up like dice
The way you shake your rump is turnin mighty men to mice
But A Plus got a surprise that's a back breaker
Now let me see you shake your rump like a rump shaker
[x4]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one
[Verse Two: Teddy Riley]
Yup yup it's Teddy, ready with the one-two checker
Wreckx-N-Effect is in effects but I'm the wrecker
of the track 'bout the honey shakin rumps and they backs in
Booties of the cuties steady shakin but relaxin
The action, is packed in a jam like a closet
Beats bound to get you up, cold flowin like a faucet
Not mean to make you sit, not mean to make you jump
but yep make the hotties in the party shake your rump
I like the way you comb your hair (UH!)
I like the stylish clothes you wear (UH!)
It's just the little things you do (UH!)
that makes me wanna get with you (UH!)
[x4]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
[Verse Three: Markell Riley]
Shake it, shake it, shake it now SHAKE IT
She can spend every birthday butt NAKED
Body is soft, makin me wanna SQUISH HER
More just than a game, a rumper like a sub-WOOFER
Shake it to the left (SHAKE IT) shake it to the RIGHT
I don't mind stickin it to her every single NIGHT
Come on, pass the poom poom, send it to POPPA
Shake it baby shake it baby shake it don't STOPPA
Let me see you do the booty hop (HOP)
and now make the booty STOP
Now drop and do the booty wop (ooooooh)
The way you shakin your reals, will[?] appeal[?]
is makin [??], OF A WHOLE LOT OF BILLS
But I ain't into trickin, just to treatin
and I ain't into treatin every trick that I'm meetin
(Nah nah nah na nah nah nah)
Yeah, SHAKE IT BABY, SHAKE IT NOW SHAKE IT LIKE THAT
[x4]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one, one
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one, one
[x4]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one, one
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one, one
[x2]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
Break it down..
Uhh, yeah.. - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP
W-N-E
Uhh, yeah..
is in effect
Uhh, yeah..
Peace
Peace..
And we out..
[DJ scratches "come on" while a woman moans]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP
[x4]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one
[Verse One: A Plus]
It's called the rump shaker, the beats is like sweeter than candy
I'm feelin manly and your shaker's comin in handy
Slide em across(??) from New York down by your Virginia
Ticklin you around Delware before I enter
Turn to seduction from face hips to feet
A wiggle and a jiggle can make the night complete
Now since you got the body of the year, come and get the award
Here's a hint - it's like a long sharp sword
Flip tail, so let me see you shake it up like dice
The way you shake your rump is turnin mighty men to mice
But A Plus got a surprise that's a back breaker
Now let me see you shake your rump like a rump shaker
[x4]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one
[Verse Two: Teddy Riley]
Yup yup it's Teddy, ready with the one-two checker
Wreckx-N-Effect is in effects but I'm the wrecker
of the track 'bout the honey shakin rumps and they backs in
Booties of the cuties steady shakin but relaxin
The action, is packed in a jam like a closet
Beats bound to get you up, cold flowin like a faucet
Not mean to make you sit, not mean to make you jump
but yep make the hotties in the party shake your rump
I like the way you comb your hair (UH!)
I like the stylish clothes you wear (UH!)
It's just the little things you do (UH!)
that makes me wanna get with you (UH!)
[x4]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
[Verse Three: Markell Riley]
Shake it, shake it, shake it now SHAKE IT
She can spend every birthday butt NAKED
Body is soft, makin me wanna SQUISH HER
More just than a game, a rumper like a sub-WOOFER
Shake it to the left (SHAKE IT) shake it to the RIGHT
I don't mind stickin it to her every single NIGHT
Come on, pass the poom poom, send it to POPPA
Shake it baby shake it baby shake it don't STOPPA
Let me see you do the booty hop (HOP)
and now make the booty STOP
Now drop and do the booty wop (ooooooh)
The way you shakin your reals, will[?] appeal[?]
is makin [??], OF A WHOLE LOT OF BILLS
But I ain't into trickin, just to treatin
and I ain't into treatin every trick that I'm meetin
(Nah nah nah na nah nah nah)
Yeah, SHAKE IT BABY, SHAKE IT NOW SHAKE IT LIKE THAT
[x4]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one, one
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one, one
[x4]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one, one
Check baby check baby one two three four
Check baby check baby one two three
Check baby check baby one two
Check baby check baby one, one
[x2]
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP
All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom
and a poom-poom - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP (rump shaker)
Break it down..
Uhh, yeah.. - JUST SHAKE YA RUMP
W-N-E
Uhh, yeah..
is in effect
Uhh, yeah..
Peace
Peace..
And we out..
[DJ scratches "come on" while a woman moans]
Writer: David Wynn, Markell Riley, Anton Lamont Hollins, Etterlene Jordan, Eldra Debarge, William Debarge, AQqil Davidson, Pharrell Williams, David Porter, Teddy Riley
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Noreaga - Superthug
(Neptunes, start that)
(Yeah)
(Of course)
I'm, I'm actually waitin' on the bus now
Yeah, he says that we have some kind of special assignment or something
He's supposed to be callin' me in any minute now, yeah
Like, any minute
Hold on, hold on, lemme get the phone
Hello? Jackson here
Yeah, what? You found Manuel Noreaga?
In the Philippines?
He has a mansion?
Okay, we on it, on it, right now, right
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Ayo, we light a candle
Run laps around the English channel
Neptunes, I got a cocker spaniel
We on the run now, you know it ain't no fun now
And where I go, no, niggas can't even come now
You hate the law, nigga break it, I don't care
And when you get caught, remember that I don't care
N.O.R.E., blow you off the atmosphere
That mean now we on the run, yo if that ain't clear
Weak niggas wanna stick, you but that ain't fair
Yo we down in Vegas, money, skies too courageous
You know I'm on the run, but still rip stages
They call me animal thug, when I'm in cages
I used to move raises, rolled dice with no aces
Now I'm just included in the oasis
Gotta take faces, no time for car races
Check my sky, tell her I got foul pages, what
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Yo, in Lousiana, then Atlanta, Indiana
Forget a city slicker got country grammar
Ayo we goin places, where my sound scan ain't tough
So when I say I ain't N.O.R.E, yo it ain't that rough
I leave the Jake in my fake, askin' all this stuff
I gotta keep my mouth shut and don't say what, what
But yo its hard to, Netherlands got the heart to
Yo from New Orleans, L.A., V.A. to Queens
The I-95, now we hit the Philippines
But now its different, we gotta stay sober
Yo, communicate, Startech, Motorola
Keep it on the hush hush, don't talk to much
Thugged out entertainment, you know we touch
All our whips got navigation
While your whips is just garbation
Is you knowin' what you facin'?
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
This is the life yo, of a superstar
Fly ass mansions, and a million cars
You gotta get the cash yo
And it's live or die
The Neptunes and Noreaga
The limit is the sky, hit em'
Yo, lemme, do it again, do it to win
Last album was a eight, this one is a ten
And when Capone come home, we gon' triple the cent
Yo, I love my family, treat my folks like kin
Rockin' air and better, like a Mexican
Shottin' at my pops, 'cause yo next to him
He told me every thug nigga is a gentlemen
So I took heed, take my time still won't speed
You know a nigga got kids, so my family need
A little more than they used to get
Real, not the duplicate
Takin' no fours, makin' y'all just recoupin' it
Doin' it up, tell me whatcha wanna do wit' it
Capone's plan, passport to foreign lands
Overseas in Japan, politickin' with Chan
Yo, N-E-P-T-U-N-E-S
The way they lace a beat like one of the best, what?
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
This is the life yo, of a superstar (yo, N.O.R.E., NORE, sep' fo' now we on the run eatin')
Fly ass mansions, and a million cars
You gotta get the cash yo (yo, N.O.R.E, NORE)
And it's live or die (steppin' out, we on the run eatin')
The Neptunes and Noreaga
The limit is the sky
What, what, what? (N.O.R.E., NORE)
What, what, what?
What, what, what? (N.O.R.E., NORE, steppin' out, we on the run eatin')
Superstar
What, what, what? (N.O.R.E., NORE, steppin' out, we on the run eatin')
What, what, what?
What, what, what? (N.O.R.E., NORE)
(Yeah)
(Of course)
I'm, I'm actually waitin' on the bus now
Yeah, he says that we have some kind of special assignment or something
He's supposed to be callin' me in any minute now, yeah
Like, any minute
Hold on, hold on, lemme get the phone
Hello? Jackson here
Yeah, what? You found Manuel Noreaga?
In the Philippines?
He has a mansion?
Okay, we on it, on it, right now, right
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Ayo, we light a candle
Run laps around the English channel
Neptunes, I got a cocker spaniel
We on the run now, you know it ain't no fun now
And where I go, no, niggas can't even come now
You hate the law, nigga break it, I don't care
And when you get caught, remember that I don't care
N.O.R.E., blow you off the atmosphere
That mean now we on the run, yo if that ain't clear
Weak niggas wanna stick, you but that ain't fair
Yo we down in Vegas, money, skies too courageous
You know I'm on the run, but still rip stages
They call me animal thug, when I'm in cages
I used to move raises, rolled dice with no aces
Now I'm just included in the oasis
Gotta take faces, no time for car races
Check my sky, tell her I got foul pages, what
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Yo, in Lousiana, then Atlanta, Indiana
Forget a city slicker got country grammar
Ayo we goin places, where my sound scan ain't tough
So when I say I ain't N.O.R.E, yo it ain't that rough
I leave the Jake in my fake, askin' all this stuff
I gotta keep my mouth shut and don't say what, what
But yo its hard to, Netherlands got the heart to
Yo from New Orleans, L.A., V.A. to Queens
The I-95, now we hit the Philippines
But now its different, we gotta stay sober
Yo, communicate, Startech, Motorola
Keep it on the hush hush, don't talk to much
Thugged out entertainment, you know we touch
All our whips got navigation
While your whips is just garbation
Is you knowin' what you facin'?
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
This is the life yo, of a superstar
Fly ass mansions, and a million cars
You gotta get the cash yo
And it's live or die
The Neptunes and Noreaga
The limit is the sky, hit em'
Yo, lemme, do it again, do it to win
Last album was a eight, this one is a ten
And when Capone come home, we gon' triple the cent
Yo, I love my family, treat my folks like kin
Rockin' air and better, like a Mexican
Shottin' at my pops, 'cause yo next to him
He told me every thug nigga is a gentlemen
So I took heed, take my time still won't speed
You know a nigga got kids, so my family need
A little more than they used to get
Real, not the duplicate
Takin' no fours, makin' y'all just recoupin' it
Doin' it up, tell me whatcha wanna do wit' it
Capone's plan, passport to foreign lands
Overseas in Japan, politickin' with Chan
Yo, N-E-P-T-U-N-E-S
The way they lace a beat like one of the best, what?
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
What, what, what? (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
Superstar (what, what, what, what, what, wh-what?)
This is the life yo, of a superstar (yo, N.O.R.E., NORE, sep' fo' now we on the run eatin')
Fly ass mansions, and a million cars
You gotta get the cash yo (yo, N.O.R.E, NORE)
And it's live or die (steppin' out, we on the run eatin')
The Neptunes and Noreaga
The limit is the sky
What, what, what? (N.O.R.E., NORE)
What, what, what?
What, what, what? (N.O.R.E., NORE, steppin' out, we on the run eatin')
Superstar
What, what, what? (N.O.R.E., NORE, steppin' out, we on the run eatin')
What, what, what?
What, what, what? (N.O.R.E., NORE)
Writer: Deborah Harry, Chad Hugo, Victor J Santiago, Christoper Stein, Pharrell Williams, Pharrell L Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Jay-Z - I Just Wanna Love U (Give It 2 Me)
Let's go
Hov!
Uh huh, Hov'
You, are, not, ready
Hov', unstoppable, Dynasty, young Hova
I'm a hustler baby (I'm a hustler)
I just want you to know (Wanna let you know)
It ain't where I been (It aint where I been)
But where I'm bout to go (Top of the world!)
Now I just wanna love you (just wanna love you)
But be who I am (you know you love me)
And with all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget your man
Now give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
When the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I f*ck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Drunk off Crist', mami on E
Can't keep her little model hands off me
Both in the club, high, singing off key
"And I wish I never met her at all"
It gets better, ordered another round
It's, about, to go, down
Got six model chicks, six bottles of Crist'
Four Belvederes, got weed everywhere
What do you say, me, you, and your Chloe glasses
Go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion
Like, Prada blouse, Gucci bra
Filth Mart jeans, take that off
Give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
Yeah, save the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, you savin' it for karats
You wanna see how far I'm a go
How, much I'ma spend but you already know
Zip, zero, stingy with dinero
Might buy you Crist', but that about it
Might light your wrist, but that about it
F*ck it, I might wife you and buy you nice whips
Ma, but you really gotta ride nice dick
Know how to work your hips and your head's priceless
Profess you love the Hov', and I'll never let you down
Get you bling like the Neptune sound
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to hold
Ladies love me long time like 2Pac's soul
Only way to roll, Jigga and two ladies
I'm too cold, Motorola, two way page me, c'mon
Give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I'm a hustler baby (uh, Hov')
I just want you to know (Hov')
It aint where I been
But where I'm bout to go (Hov', Hov')
Now I just wanna love you (young Hova)
But be who I am (know you love me)
And with all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget your man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Same song, I'm back, been around the world
Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Peanuts in L.A., Bubblin' in Dublin
Can't deny me, why would you want to
You need me, why don't you try me
Baby you want to, believe me, Hov'!
Give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
You gotta,
Give it to me
Uh, uh huh
Hov!
Uh huh, Hov'
You, are, not, ready
Hov', unstoppable, Dynasty, young Hova
I'm a hustler baby (I'm a hustler)
I just want you to know (Wanna let you know)
It ain't where I been (It aint where I been)
But where I'm bout to go (Top of the world!)
Now I just wanna love you (just wanna love you)
But be who I am (you know you love me)
And with all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget your man
Now give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
When the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I f*ck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Drunk off Crist', mami on E
Can't keep her little model hands off me
Both in the club, high, singing off key
"And I wish I never met her at all"
It gets better, ordered another round
It's, about, to go, down
Got six model chicks, six bottles of Crist'
Four Belvederes, got weed everywhere
What do you say, me, you, and your Chloe glasses
Go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion
Like, Prada blouse, Gucci bra
Filth Mart jeans, take that off
Give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
Yeah, save the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
Let's keep it real ma, you savin' it for karats
You wanna see how far I'm a go
How, much I'ma spend but you already know
Zip, zero, stingy with dinero
Might buy you Crist', but that about it
Might light your wrist, but that about it
F*ck it, I might wife you and buy you nice whips
Ma, but you really gotta ride nice dick
Know how to work your hips and your head's priceless
Profess you love the Hov', and I'll never let you down
Get you bling like the Neptune sound
Okay, hot Hov', too hot to hold
Ladies love me long time like 2Pac's soul
Only way to roll, Jigga and two ladies
I'm too cold, Motorola, two way page me, c'mon
Give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I'm a hustler baby (uh, Hov')
I just want you to know (Hov')
It aint where I been
But where I'm bout to go (Hov', Hov')
Now I just wanna love you (young Hova)
But be who I am (know you love me)
And with all this cash (mo' money, mo' problems)
You'll forget your man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Same song, I'm back, been around the world
Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls
From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia
The Peanuts in L.A., Bubblin' in Dublin
Can't deny me, why would you want to
You need me, why don't you try me
Baby you want to, believe me, Hov'!
Give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
I said give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
You gotta,
Give it to me
Uh, uh huh
Writer: Asha Goldschmidt, Chad Hugo, Pharrell L. Williams, Shawn C. Carter, James A. Johnson, Sean Puffy Combs, Deric Michael Angelettie, Christopher Wallace, Todd Anthony Shaw, Mason Betha
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
No Doubt - Hella Good
The waves keep on crashing on me for some reason
But your love keeps on coming like a thunderbolt
Come here a little closer
'Cause I wanna see you, baby, real close up
(Get over here)
You've got me feeling hella good
So let's just keep on dancing
You hold me like you should
So I'm gonna keep on dancing
Your performance deserving a standing ovation
And who would have thought it'd be the two of us
So don't wake me if I'm dreaming
'Cause I'm in the mood come on and give it up
You've got me feeling hella good
So let's just keep on dancing
You hold me like you should
So I'm gonna keep on dancing
You've got me feeling hella good
So let's just keep on dancing
You hold me like you should
So I'm gonna keep on dancing
Ooh yeah yeah
Ooh yeah yeah
You've got me feeling hella good
So let's just keep on dancing
You hold me like you should
So I'm gonna keep on dancing
You've got me feeling hella good
So let's just keep on dancing
You hold me like you should
So I'm gonna keep on dancing
Keep on dancing
Keep on dancing
But your love keeps on coming like a thunderbolt
Come here a little closer
'Cause I wanna see you, baby, real close up
(Get over here)
You've got me feeling hella good
So let's just keep on dancing
You hold me like you should
So I'm gonna keep on dancing
Your performance deserving a standing ovation
And who would have thought it'd be the two of us
So don't wake me if I'm dreaming
'Cause I'm in the mood come on and give it up
You've got me feeling hella good
So let's just keep on dancing
You hold me like you should
So I'm gonna keep on dancing
You've got me feeling hella good
So let's just keep on dancing
You hold me like you should
So I'm gonna keep on dancing
Ooh yeah yeah
Ooh yeah yeah
You've got me feeling hella good
So let's just keep on dancing
You hold me like you should
So I'm gonna keep on dancing
You've got me feeling hella good
So let's just keep on dancing
You hold me like you should
So I'm gonna keep on dancing
Keep on dancing
Keep on dancing
Writer: CHAD HUGO, TONY KANAL, GWEN STEFANI, PHARRELL WILLIAMS, PHARRELL L WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Snoop Dogg - Drop It Like Its Hot
[ Featuring Pharrell Williams ]
Snoop
Snoop
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at you
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the Rollie on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed 'cause I got it going on
Uh! I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams
See these ice cubes, see these ice creams?
Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat
That's whiter than what's spilling down your throat
The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs
The interior like suicide-wrist red
I can exercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed
Cheat on your man ma, that's how you get ahizzead
Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street
Wit' the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat
So don't try to run up on my ear talking all that raspy shit
Trying to ask me shit
When my niggas fill ya vest they ain't gon' pass me shit
You should think about it, take a second
Matter fact, you should take four, B
And think before you f*ck wit lil' skateboard P
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at you
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the Rollie on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed 'cause I got it going on
I'm a gangsta, but y'all knew that
Da Big Boss Dogg, yeah I had to do that
I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside
But only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip side
Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play
I cut so much you thought I was a DJ
Two, one, yep, three
S-N double O-P, D-O double G
I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it
See I specialize in making all the girls get naked
So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside
We got a world premiere right here, now get live (so)
So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little
I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles
Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle
G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at you
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the Rollie on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed 'cause I got it going on
I'm a Bad Boy, with a lotta hoes
Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes
I hang out tough, I'm a real boss
Big Snoop Dogg, yeah he's so sharp
On the TV screen and in the magazines
If you play me close, you're on a red beam
Oh you got a gun so you want to pop back?
AK-47 now nigga, stop that
Cement shoes, now I'm on the move
You're family's crying, now you on the news
They can't find you and now they miss you
Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you
Pistol whip you, dip you then flip you
Then dance to this motherf*cking music we Crip to
Subscribe nigga, get yo' issue
Baby, come close, let me see how you get loose
When the pimp's in the crib ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at you
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the Rollie on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed 'cause I got it going on
Snoop
Snoop
Writer: Calvin Broadus, Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, ONErpm, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, ONErpm, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The Clipse - Grindin
(feat. Baby, Lil Wayne, Noreaga)
We back y'all...
[Clipse]
What's the size of them rims on that car NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Can they see that chain from a far NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha game be like? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha chain be like? (GRINDIN')
So whatcha name be like? (GRINDIN')
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this...
[Noreaga]
See I'm grimmy minded, you've been blinded
Lookin for a peep like mine you can't find it (you can't find it)
You need the Clipse and NORE, gotta rewind it ([BEEP BEEP])
Nowadays you get on that run and get finded (GRINDIN')
You know I got guns, why you actin like my daughters?
You know I got sons... (GRINDIN')
Naw, we won't speak fam, aimin atcha collar bone
Hitcha in ya cheek fam (GRINDIN')
[Pusha T]
From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard
Stand on that temple nigga, spit that cris nigga
Throw that chair, make em recognize this
Raw, playa looka here, I'm great in the kitchen like mornin cookware
Uncle Jamima, wit my braids wrapped
In 3-minute recipes for cookin flap jack
Coke price through the roof, SL blew the coupe
My niece askin how my rims bigger than a hula-hoop
Cuzzo, I make the block holla, take it back to childhood
How the scale titer-totter, as I evolve
Weight grew heavy, it was kinda like my buddy just fell off the see-saw
Bricks in the muffler, mack 11 touch ya
Virgina's hustler, I'm here motherf*cker...
[Clipse]
What's the size of them rims on that car NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Can they see that chain from a far NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha game be like? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha chain be like? (GRINDIN')
So whatcha name be like? (GRINDIN')
Ma, it don't get no ghetto than this...
[Baby overlapping Clipse]
Ay, ay 22's on new cars
BOY BOY, step it up BOY
Money...
Money...
Stunna...
Big tymin in a bubble-eye Lex, so fly (so fly, so fly)
I cook/cut crack, that's the sizin
Them big, big rims on Tarzan, we shinin
Me and Wheezy (holla holla) no rims can see me (holla holla)
New Benz for teezies (holla holla)
Cadallac truck beamin, fo sheezy
[Lil Wayne]
From hood to hood, which nigga, yard to yard
They on your hairo cuz I got that heroin and that raw
Check the rims on my car
Naw, don't check em, no cuz they stuffed wit blow
Macy baby still in the kitchen
jet with a lil bit curved on the shit I'm pitchin
You need a hit like Mark McGwire, come holla
I watch the bass at home, I'm umpire, HOLLA
[Clipse]
Grin-din, when you know what I keep in a linin (WHOOF...)
Niggas better stay in line when (WHOOF...)
When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grind-IN)
Grin-din, when you know what I keep in a linin (WHOOF...)
Niggas better stay in line, when (WHOOF...)
When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grind-IN)
[Malice]
213 South cross the Baybridge wit it
Bring the triangle, then mail, come and get it
The time in the kitchen, I dare not mention
When my cell phone echo, I swear they listenin
'89 was my beginnin y'all
Young snot-nosed, Cash Yams in a tennis ball
Cops swore we was playin catch, NO
We was at a stretch, no shorts, beg till you outta breath
I ducked the feds, they seein my weight grow
Streets love Malice for his comeback gracial
If they got popped, we made sure they made bail
Cuz if not, we be scared they gon tell
Patty cake, that's me, bake the pies
Pie wrecked, mixed that, scrape the sides
Grindin', glock 9 in a line in
Make God strike a nigga dead if he lyin
[Clipse]
What's the size of them rims on that car NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Can they see that chain from a far NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha game be like? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha chain be like? (GRINDIN')
So whatcha name be like? (GRINDIN')
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this...
What's the size of them rims on that car NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Can they see that chain from a far NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha game be like? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha chain be like? (GRINDIN')
So whatcha name be like? (GRINDIN')
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this...
We back y'all...
[Clipse]
What's the size of them rims on that car NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Can they see that chain from a far NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha game be like? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha chain be like? (GRINDIN')
So whatcha name be like? (GRINDIN')
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this...
[Noreaga]
See I'm grimmy minded, you've been blinded
Lookin for a peep like mine you can't find it (you can't find it)
You need the Clipse and NORE, gotta rewind it ([BEEP BEEP])
Nowadays you get on that run and get finded (GRINDIN')
You know I got guns, why you actin like my daughters?
You know I got sons... (GRINDIN')
Naw, we won't speak fam, aimin atcha collar bone
Hitcha in ya cheek fam (GRINDIN')
[Pusha T]
From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard
Stand on that temple nigga, spit that cris nigga
Throw that chair, make em recognize this
Raw, playa looka here, I'm great in the kitchen like mornin cookware
Uncle Jamima, wit my braids wrapped
In 3-minute recipes for cookin flap jack
Coke price through the roof, SL blew the coupe
My niece askin how my rims bigger than a hula-hoop
Cuzzo, I make the block holla, take it back to childhood
How the scale titer-totter, as I evolve
Weight grew heavy, it was kinda like my buddy just fell off the see-saw
Bricks in the muffler, mack 11 touch ya
Virgina's hustler, I'm here motherf*cker...
[Clipse]
What's the size of them rims on that car NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Can they see that chain from a far NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha game be like? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha chain be like? (GRINDIN')
So whatcha name be like? (GRINDIN')
Ma, it don't get no ghetto than this...
[Baby overlapping Clipse]
Ay, ay 22's on new cars
BOY BOY, step it up BOY
Money...
Money...
Stunna...
Big tymin in a bubble-eye Lex, so fly (so fly, so fly)
I cook/cut crack, that's the sizin
Them big, big rims on Tarzan, we shinin
Me and Wheezy (holla holla) no rims can see me (holla holla)
New Benz for teezies (holla holla)
Cadallac truck beamin, fo sheezy
[Lil Wayne]
From hood to hood, which nigga, yard to yard
They on your hairo cuz I got that heroin and that raw
Check the rims on my car
Naw, don't check em, no cuz they stuffed wit blow
Macy baby still in the kitchen
jet with a lil bit curved on the shit I'm pitchin
You need a hit like Mark McGwire, come holla
I watch the bass at home, I'm umpire, HOLLA
[Clipse]
Grin-din, when you know what I keep in a linin (WHOOF...)
Niggas better stay in line when (WHOOF...)
When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grind-IN)
Grin-din, when you know what I keep in a linin (WHOOF...)
Niggas better stay in line, when (WHOOF...)
When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grind-IN)
[Malice]
213 South cross the Baybridge wit it
Bring the triangle, then mail, come and get it
The time in the kitchen, I dare not mention
When my cell phone echo, I swear they listenin
'89 was my beginnin y'all
Young snot-nosed, Cash Yams in a tennis ball
Cops swore we was playin catch, NO
We was at a stretch, no shorts, beg till you outta breath
I ducked the feds, they seein my weight grow
Streets love Malice for his comeback gracial
If they got popped, we made sure they made bail
Cuz if not, we be scared they gon tell
Patty cake, that's me, bake the pies
Pie wrecked, mixed that, scrape the sides
Grindin', glock 9 in a line in
Make God strike a nigga dead if he lyin
[Clipse]
What's the size of them rims on that car NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Can they see that chain from a far NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha game be like? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha chain be like? (GRINDIN')
So whatcha name be like? (GRINDIN')
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this...
What's the size of them rims on that car NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Can they see that chain from a far NIGGA? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha game be like? (GRINDIN')
Whatcha chain be like? (GRINDIN')
So whatcha name be like? (GRINDIN')
Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this...
Writer: CHAD HUGO, TERRENCE THORNTON, GENE THORNTON JR, PHARRELL WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Pharrell Williams - Frontin' (Club Mix)
[ Featuring Jay-Z ]
(Yeah)
(I've been looking at you for a long time)
Sexy thing
(Girl your ass is so fat)
Been waiting to get wit' you
Hey yeah
Don't wanna sound full of myself or rude
But you ain't looking at no other dudes 'cause you love me
(I'm sorry baby, uh, so sexy)
So you think about a chance
You find yourself trying to do my dance
Maybe 'cause you love me (uh, you do it well)
So then we tried, I'm thinking to slow down
Because you weren't used to how fast we touched (fast we touched, uh)
Then we locked eyes, and I knew I was in there
And I was gon' tear ya ass up (tear ya ass up)
I know that I'm carrying on, never mind if I'm showing off
I was just frontin' (you know I want ya babe)
I'm ready to bet it all, unless you don't care at all
But you know I want ya (you should stop frontin' babe)
Trying to be the best girlfriend you could be
But still you sneak and look at me, and girl I love it
Then you give your other girl a shove
Tell her you gonna call her ask how it was
And she's gon love it (whoa-oh whoa, yeah yeah)
So then we tried, I'm thinking to slow down
Because you weren't used to how fast we touched (fast we touched, uh)
Then we locked eyes, and I knew I was in there
And I was gon' tear ya ass up (tear ya ass up)
I know that I'm carrying on, never mind if I'm showing off
I was just frontin' (you know I want ya babe)
I'm ready to bet it all, unless you don't care at all
But you know I want ya (I want you)
(you should stop frontin' babe)
(Oh) We got another one Pha-real
Dance
I call you Pha-real 'cause you the truth, ha ha
Young great Hova
Uh (dance) yeah
Lemme talk to 'em man
I'm a keep it real
Every time your name was brought up
I would act all nonchalant in front of an audience
Like you was just another shawty I put the naughty on
But uh, truth be told you threw me for a loop, this Hov
I'm too old to be frontin' when I'm feeling Denzel
And you acting like you ain't appealing when you are
Stunting like you ain't my only girl when you are (I was just frontin')
I'm ready to stop when you are
I know that I'm carrying on, never mind if I'm showing off
I was just frontin' (you know I want ya babe)
I'm ready to bet it all, unless you don't care at all
But you know I want ya (you should stop frontin' babe)
Dance, ooh ooh, whoa-oh, oh oh
Dance, ooh ooh, whoa-oh, oh oh
Writer: Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams, Shawn Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Snoop Dogg - Beautiful
[ Featuring Pharrell Williams, Uncle Charlie Wilson ]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Beautiful, I just want you to know
You're my favorite girl
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Beautiful, I just want you to know
You're my favorite girl
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
I know you gon' lose it, this new Snoop shit
Come on, baby boo, you gots to get into it
Don't fool wit the player with the cool whip
Yeah, yeah, you know I'm always on that cool shit
Walk to it, do it how you do it
Have a glass, lemme put you in the mood and
Lil' cutie lookin' like a student
Long hair, with ya big fat booty
Back in the days you was a girl I went to school with
Had to tell your moms and sister to cool it
The girl wanna do it, I just might do it
Hit her up with some pimp-pimp fluid
Mami, don't worry, I won't abuse it
Hurry up and finish so we can watch Clueless
I laugh at these niggas when they ask, "Who do this?"
But everybody know who girl that you is
Beautiful, I just want you to know
You're my favorite girl
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Beautiful, I just want you to know
You're my favorite girl
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
When I see my baby boo, shit, I get foolish
Smack a nigga that tries to pursue it
Homeboy, she taken, just move it
I asked you nicely, don't make the Dogg lose it
We just blow 'dro and keep the flow movin'
In a '64, me and baby boo cruisin'
Body rag interior blue, and
Have them hydraulics squeakin' when we screwin'
Now she's yellin', hollerin' out "Snoop!" and
Hootin', hollerin', hollerin', hootin'
Black and beautiful, you the one I'm choosin'
Hair long and black and curly like you're Cuban
Keep groovin', that's what we doin'
And we gon' be together until your moms move in
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Beautiful, I just want you to know
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're my favorite girl
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Beautiful, I just want you to know
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You're my favorite girl
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See, I just want you
To know that you are really special (yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why
I just want you
To know that you are really special (yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why
(Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Snoop Dogg Clothing, that's what I'm groomed in
You got my pictures on the wall in your room, and
Girls be complainin' you keep me boomin'
But girls like that wanna listen to Pat Boone (yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
You's a college girl, but that don't stop you from doin'
Come and see the Dogg in a hood near you, and
You don't ask why I roll wit a crew, and
Twist up my fingers and wear dark blue, and (yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
On the Eastside, that's the crew I choose
Nothin' I do is new to you
I smack up the world if they rude to you (yeah)
'Cause baby girl, you're so beautiful
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Beautiful, I just want you to know
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You're my favorite girl
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Beautiful, I just want you to know
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You're my favorite girl
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See, I just want you
To know that you are really special (yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why
I just want you
To know that you are really special (yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why
See, I just want you
To know that you are really special (yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why
I just want you
To know that you are really special (yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you)
Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why
Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you (uh)
Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you (uh)
Yeah, oh yeah, there's something about you
Writer: Calvin Broadus, Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Capitol CMG Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Capitol CMG Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
NERD - Sooner Or Later
Sooner or later it all comes crashing down (crashing down)
Crashing down (crashing down)
When everyones around
I bet you would of paid up all your cash down (your cash down)
And not make a sound (to make a sound)
When everyone knows now
So your sad
About the moment
You lost your love (damn)
You couldn't see her leaving (you were gay)
And that sucks don't it
Cause god yanked the rug
And holding your heart will not help you breathe
Sooner or later it all comes crashing down (crashing down)
Crashing down (crashing down)
When everyones around
I bet you would of paid up all your cash down (your cash down)
And not make a sound (to make a sound)
When everyone knows now
It all comes crashing
Down
It's over leave it
[x4]
So your sad
And you should own it
That you f*cked up (damn)
You thought that you were the team (you were gay)
And now your opponent
He wears your gloves
A nightmare just ate up your dreams
Sooner or later it all comes crashing down (crashing down)
Crashing down (crashing down)
When everyones around
I bet you would of paid up all your cash down (your cash down)
And not make a sound (to make a sound)
When everyone knows now
It all comes crashing
Down
It's over leave it
[x4]
So your sad
Could have had so much done
You blew it off
Your chances passing you by (you were gay)
Time waits for no one
And it costs for a loss
A cosmic joke
Should you laugh or cry
Sooner or later it all comes crashing down (crashing down)
Crashing down (crashing down)
When everyones around
I bet you would of paid up all your cash down (your cash down)
And not make a sound (to make a sound)
When everyone knows now
It all comes crashing
Down
It's over, leave it
[x4]
(Nooooo?)
It's over, leave it
[x4]
Down
It's over, leave it
[x12]
It's over leave it
[x4]
Crashing down (crashing down)
When everyones around
I bet you would of paid up all your cash down (your cash down)
And not make a sound (to make a sound)
When everyone knows now
So your sad
About the moment
You lost your love (damn)
You couldn't see her leaving (you were gay)
And that sucks don't it
Cause god yanked the rug
And holding your heart will not help you breathe
Sooner or later it all comes crashing down (crashing down)
Crashing down (crashing down)
When everyones around
I bet you would of paid up all your cash down (your cash down)
And not make a sound (to make a sound)
When everyone knows now
It all comes crashing
Down
It's over leave it
[x4]
So your sad
And you should own it
That you f*cked up (damn)
You thought that you were the team (you were gay)
And now your opponent
He wears your gloves
A nightmare just ate up your dreams
Sooner or later it all comes crashing down (crashing down)
Crashing down (crashing down)
When everyones around
I bet you would of paid up all your cash down (your cash down)
And not make a sound (to make a sound)
When everyone knows now
It all comes crashing
Down
It's over leave it
[x4]
So your sad
Could have had so much done
You blew it off
Your chances passing you by (you were gay)
Time waits for no one
And it costs for a loss
A cosmic joke
Should you laugh or cry
Sooner or later it all comes crashing down (crashing down)
Crashing down (crashing down)
When everyones around
I bet you would of paid up all your cash down (your cash down)
And not make a sound (to make a sound)
When everyone knows now
It all comes crashing
Down
It's over, leave it
[x4]
(Nooooo?)
It's over, leave it
[x4]
Down
It's over, leave it
[x12]
It's over leave it
[x4]
Writer: DAVID ARCHULETA, JEREMY BOSE, ROBERT MARVIN, JOY WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Daft Punk - Get Lucky
[ Featuring Pharrell Williams, Nile Rodgers ]
Like the legend of the phoenix
All ends with beginnings
What keeps the planet spinning (uh)
The force of love beginning
(Look)
We've come too far to give up who we are
So let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars
She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
The present has no ribbon
Your gift keeps on giving
What is this I'm feeling?
If you wanna leave I'm with it (ah)
We've come too far to give up who we are
So let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars
She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
(We're up all night to get)
(We're up all night to get)
(We're up all night to get)
(We're up all night to get)
(We're up all night to get)
(We're up all night to get)
(We're up all night to get)
(We're up all night to get)
(We're up all night to get, together)
(We're up all night to get (lets get funked again)
(We're up all night to get funky)
(We're up all night to get lucky)
(We're up all night to get lucky)
(We're up all night to get lucky)
(We're up all night to get lucky)
(We're up all night to get lucky)
(We're up all night to get lucky)
(We're up all night to get lucky)
(We're up all night to get lucky)
(We're up all night to get lucky)
We've come too far to give up who we are
So let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars
She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
We're up all night to get lucky
Writer: Guy-Manuel De Homem-Christo, Nile Rodgers, Pharrell Williams, Thomas Bangalter
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pharrell Williams - Happy
[Verse 1:]
It might seem crazy what I'm about to say
Sunshine she's here, you can take a break
I'm a hot air balloon that could go to space
With the air, like I don't care, baby, by the way
Uh
[Chorus:]
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do
[Verse 2:]
Here come bad news talking this and that, yeah,
Well, give me all you got, and don't hold it back, yeah,
Well, I should probably warn you I'll be just fine, yeah,
No offense to you, don't waste your time
Here's why
[Chorus]
Hey
Go
Uh
[Bridge:]
(Happy)
Bring me down
Can't nothing
Bring me down
My level's too high
Bring me down
Can't nothing
Bring me down
I said (let me tell you now)
Bring me down
Can't nothing
Bring me down
My level's too high
Bring me down
Can't nothing
Bring me down
I said
[Chorus 2x]
Hey
Go
Uh
(Happy) [repeats]
Bring me down... can't nothing...
Bring me down... my level's too high...
Bring me down... can't nothing...
Bring me down, I said (let me tell you now)
[Chorus 2x]
Hey
C'mon
It might seem crazy what I'm about to say
Sunshine she's here, you can take a break
I'm a hot air balloon that could go to space
With the air, like I don't care, baby, by the way
Uh
[Chorus:]
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do
[Verse 2:]
Here come bad news talking this and that, yeah,
Well, give me all you got, and don't hold it back, yeah,
Well, I should probably warn you I'll be just fine, yeah,
No offense to you, don't waste your time
Here's why
[Chorus]
Hey
Go
Uh
[Bridge:]
(Happy)
Bring me down
Can't nothing
Bring me down
My level's too high
Bring me down
Can't nothing
Bring me down
I said (let me tell you now)
Bring me down
Can't nothing
Bring me down
My level's too high
Bring me down
Can't nothing
Bring me down
I said
[Chorus 2x]
Hey
Go
Uh
(Happy) [repeats]
Bring me down... can't nothing...
Bring me down... my level's too high...
Bring me down... can't nothing...
Bring me down, I said (let me tell you now)
[Chorus 2x]
Hey
C'mon
Writer: Pharrell Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Kendrick Lamar - Alright
[ Featuring Pharrell Williams ]
[Kendrick Lamar]
Alls my life I has to fight, nigga
Alls my life I...
Hard times like, "God!"
Bad trips like, "Yea!"
Nazareth, I'm f*cked up
Homie you f*cked up
But if God got us
Then we gon' be alright
[Pharrell Williams]
Nigga, we gon' be alright
Nigga, we gon' be alright
We gon' be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
Nigga, we gon' be alright
Huh? We gon' be alright
Nigga, we gon' be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
[Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, and when I wake up
I recognize you're lookin' at me for the pay cut
But homicide be lookin' at you from the face down
What Mac-11 even boom with the bass down
Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my life
Painkillers only put me in the twilight
Where pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlight
Now tell my momma I love her but this what I like, Lord knows
20 of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get me
Reapin' everything I sow, so my karma come
And heaven no preliminary hearing, so my record
I'm a motherf*ckin' gangster in silence for the record
Tell the world I know it's too late
Boys and girls, I think I gone cray
Drown inside my vices all day
Won't you please believe when I say
Wouldn't you know
We been hurt, been down before
Nigga, when our pride was low
Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?"
Nigga, and we hate po-po
Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho
Nigga, I'm at the preacher's door
My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow
But we gon' be alright
[Pharrell Williams]
Nigga, we gon' be alright
Nigga, we gon' be alright
We gon' be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
Nigga, we gon' be alright
Huh? We gon' be alright
Nigga, we gon' be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
[Kendrick Lamar]
What you want, you a house, you a car?
40 acres and a mule, a piano, a guitar?
Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog
Motherf*cker, you can live at the mall
I can see the evil, I can tell it, I know it's illegal
I don't think about it, I deposit every little zero
Thinkin' of my partner, put the candy, paint it on the Regal
Diggin' in my pocket, ain't a profit big enough to feed you
Everyday my logic, get another dollar just to keep you
In the presence of your chico... ah!
I don't talk about it, be about it, everyday I sequel
If I got it then you know you got it, heaven, I can reach you
Pet dog, pet dog, pet dog, my dog, that's all
Pick back and chat, I trap the back for y'all
I rap, I black on track so rest assured
My rights, my wrongs; I write 'til I'm right with God
Wouldn't you know
We been hurt, been down before
Nigga, when our pride was low
Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?"
Nigga, and we hate po-po
Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho
Nigga, I'm at the preacher's door
My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow
But we gon' be alright
[Pharrell Williams]
Nigga, we gon' be alright
Nigga, we gon' be alright
We gon' be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
Nigga, we gon' be alright
Huh? We gon' be alright
Nigga, we gon' be alright
Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright
[Kendrick Lamar]
I keep my head up high
I cross my heart and hope to die
Lovin' me is complicated
Too afraid, a lot of changes
I'm alright, and you're a favorite
Dark nights in my prayers
I remembered you was conflicted
Misusing your influence, sometimes I did the same
Abusing my power full of resentment
Resentment that turned into a deep depression
Found myself screamin' in the hotel room
I didn't wanna self-destruct
The evils of Lucy was all around me
So I went runnin' for answers
Writer: KENDRICK LAMAR, KAWAN PRATHER, PHARRELL WILLIAMS, MARK SPEARS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Piece by Piece (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) is the soundtrack album to the 2024 animated biographical film Piece by Piece co-produced and directed by Morgan Neville. Based on the life of American singer-songwriter Pharrell Williams, the album consisted of 21 tracks—five original songs written and performed by Williams while the remainder of it consisted of existing tracks performed by other artists; this also includes Williams' older songs as well.
The titular single from the album was released on September 13, 2024, and the complete soundtrack was released on October 11, 2024, through Columbia Records and I Am Other.
Two songs, which he solely wrote, composed and produced, were made for specific scenes, the second one outlined the story which he described it as "like my thesis — [which is] that God is the greatest".
The film also incorporated other songs of Williams which were commercially released, in most of other tracks where Williams was the featuring artist such as Daft Punk's "Get Lucky" with Nile Rodgers (which was soundtracked in the first trailer), Snoop Dogg's "Drop It Like It's Hot" and "Beautiful" with Uncle Charlie Wilson, and other tracks were he was the sole artist, such as "Frontin'" featuring Jay-Z and "Happy" which featured in Despicable Me 2 (2013) and his second studio album Girl (2014). Other featured artists include N.E.R.D., Justin Timberlake, Jay-Z, Kendrick Lamar, Wreckx-n-Effect amongst others.
-Wikipedia
Featuring: Pharrell WilliamsThe titular single from the album was released on September 13, 2024, and the complete soundtrack was released on October 11, 2024, through Columbia Records and I Am Other.
Two songs, which he solely wrote, composed and produced, were made for specific scenes, the second one outlined the story which he described it as "like my thesis — [which is] that God is the greatest".
The film also incorporated other songs of Williams which were commercially released, in most of other tracks where Williams was the featuring artist such as Daft Punk's "Get Lucky" with Nile Rodgers (which was soundtracked in the first trailer), Snoop Dogg's "Drop It Like It's Hot" and "Beautiful" with Uncle Charlie Wilson, and other tracks were he was the sole artist, such as "Frontin'" featuring Jay-Z and "Happy" which featured in Despicable Me 2 (2013) and his second studio album Girl (2014). Other featured artists include N.E.R.D., Justin Timberlake, Jay-Z, Kendrick Lamar, Wreckx-n-Effect amongst others.
-Wikipedia
Genre(s): Soundtrack
Producer(s): Pharrell Williams, Chad Hugo
Length: 86:00
Released: October 11th, 2024
Year: 2024