dean.smithii
Lourdes S. Madriaga 1991 Biz Card lol
call my cell my positive ohana chain. u all know my #...me selective jus fyi.
Thanx Waipi'o Little League World Series 2008 Positive Ohana 4 d N'vite...me be there =)
...uuuhhh eye think this weekends planz jus changed...so sorreh... have fun allz!! n b safe...JAH b witu allz!!!
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LL Cool J Baby Lyrics
LL 2x
(American dream)(i see ya J)
Radio killa ah ah
Yeh,
Y'all think they can handle this one man
Alright 3x
Call the radio and tell 'em this your song (this your song, this your song, this your song, this your song)
Girl come on (girl come on, girl come on,)
Cuz im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
(yeah yeah hell yeah)
I Met this little girl, she was off the hook
I got cold chills when her body shook
Hot sex on the platter no need to cook
I let her steal my heart like a horny crook
Had her grinding and winding against my leg
She messin with my head, wanna play in the bed
Sexy pumps on, toenails red
Your bodys a gun baby, pump me full of lead
It hard to hold you when you movin' vulgar
Peace sign on your eyes like John Travolta
My pulp ain't fiction, it's an addiction
To see your booty clap on the floor in the kitchen
Nasty girl, taught me all the lingo
While mama play bingo, she ride mandingo
She dont give a damn if im married or single
She makes me tingle
Shawty im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
She likes Hip-Hop and R&B
Her life time goal is to be on TV
She looking for a man that could give her a break
Like Usher or Justin Timberlake
Im really not sure if her breasts are fake
Cuz wit whipped cream on em, they taste just like cake
We drink some beer, inside of daddy's '64
She shot me in the back with cupids arrow
We finish the 6-pac, she push the seat back
Pulled up her dress n she let me peep that
Im Drunk as a skunk, feeling all dirty
Truck stop bathroom at 7:30
Bought her some dessert, give a damn if its early
Head spinnin around like roller derby
Everything about her says you dont deserve me
I hope im worthy
Cuz shawty im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
(Cuz im your baby)
You need somethin' like me? (yea)
Cuz he ain't nothin' like me (no)
You can search but you never gone find (no)
A love thats quite like mine (no)
Need a man that can love you good
And treat you like he should
With me shawty you the shit
He might be good but he aint like this
Cuz im your baby
In the back of the pickup, clothes are rip up
She see my chrome wheels, it gets more real
Running and laughing, music blasting
Side over the road, bent over crashing
Mouth all dry, can feel the urge
If you see my mama, dont say a word
The cops wanna know im a word are slurred
Dont ask me officer ask her
Wanna another drink baby she like sure
Wanna hit the club she like I dont curr
She all in the rearview doin her hurr
Hairspray and lip gloss everywhurr
This all happens on an average day
Your life is a trip girl, im here to stay
Never had a girl make me feel this way
Even tho I had to pay
Cuz shawty im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88
muzak now playing 102.7 da bomb baby =)
(808) 296-1027
-Broke Ass Mondays @ Red Lion Waikiki
-Bombasstic Tuesdays @ Pipeline Cafe
-Big Wednesdays @ The O-Lounge
-Thirsty Thursdays @ Zanzabar Nightclub
-The New Foreplay Fridays @ Pipeline Cafe
-The Playhouse @ Fashion 45 - Saturdays
-School Girl Sundays @ Scruples
omg...dat was billy v on dat Little League comm. Tell him smile ladat lol
88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88
JAGGED EDGE/NELLY - WHERE THE PARTY AT lyrics
Lourz version ;)
[JD talking]
C'mon, c'mon, yeah, c'mon, yeah
[Nelly]
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
[Jagged Edge]
The party's where you're at tonight
Don't be trippin when you see us in the club
Just show a little love, represent your side like me
'Cause 'round here if you slick you pick a hot one
Ride shotgun, couple of 'em got one
Belvedere in the rear of the club
Pulled up on dubs and we 'bout to go and buy the bar up
So So, for sure we ain't playin
Hang with no lames, hit the park and sayin...
[Hook - Jagged Edge]
Ay, where the party at?
Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at?
Models and models, talkin all a that
Know I can't forget about my thugs
(Where the party at?)
And all my girls
(Where the party at?)
Off in the club
(Where the party at?)
If the party's where you're at let me hear you say
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
If the party's where you're at just let me know
All the girls in the club in they best outfits
Just showin that skin, tryna' make a suga wanna spit
Where you been girl? You and your friend
Need to come to the back where we got it locked down
In your white t-shirt or a three-piece suit
Don't matter what you wear all that matters is who you with
Some jiggy and some are straight grindin
All up in the club just to have a good time and
[Hook]
[Nelly]
Just show me where that party at dirty
Somewhere where it's crackin right around one-thirty
Never get done too early
Come in as is, doo-rags and Tims
I'm rollin past his, his little Jag and Benz
With the Rolls, not the one with the stem the one wit the rims
The one that seem to make more enemies than friends
I'm slidin in past doors, both eyes closed
Both arms rose, both charms froze
With the S-O-S-O, D-E dot F
I'm buyin bottles, bottles, until it ain't none left
I'm quick to go left, I blaze with no rep
I jams more than left, baby show me the club
I'm like "hey, where that Bacardi at?"
Come and mix it with the Cris', baby, what's wrong with that?
We in the V.I.P. twisted, down right spliffed it
Two way and shit, ooh they makin like a mislit (??)
[Hook]
[Jagged Edge]
Left side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up
Right side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up
Everybody, put your hands up, throw 'em up
When the beat come back around e'rybody do it again
Do the eastside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah)
Do my southside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah)
And them haters ain't hittin on, ain't talkin 'bout us
And they look like
If the party's where you're at let me hear you say
Lourdes S. Madriaga 1991 Biz Card lol
call my cell my positive ohana chain. u all know my #...me selective jus fyi.
Thanx Waipi'o Little League World Series 2008 Positive Ohana 4 d N'vite...me be there =)
...uuuhhh eye think this weekends planz jus changed...so sorreh... have fun allz!! n b safe...JAH b witu allz!!!
88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88
LL Cool J Baby Lyrics
LL 2x
(American dream)(i see ya J)
Radio killa ah ah
Yeh,
Y'all think they can handle this one man
Alright 3x
Call the radio and tell 'em this your song (this your song, this your song, this your song, this your song)
Girl come on (girl come on, girl come on,)
Cuz im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
(yeah yeah hell yeah)
I Met this little girl, she was off the hook
I got cold chills when her body shook
Hot sex on the platter no need to cook
I let her steal my heart like a horny crook
Had her grinding and winding against my leg
She messin with my head, wanna play in the bed
Sexy pumps on, toenails red
Your bodys a gun baby, pump me full of lead
It hard to hold you when you movin' vulgar
Peace sign on your eyes like John Travolta
My pulp ain't fiction, it's an addiction
To see your booty clap on the floor in the kitchen
Nasty girl, taught me all the lingo
While mama play bingo, she ride mandingo
She dont give a damn if im married or single
She makes me tingle
Shawty im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
She likes Hip-Hop and R&B
Her life time goal is to be on TV
She looking for a man that could give her a break
Like Usher or Justin Timberlake
Im really not sure if her breasts are fake
Cuz wit whipped cream on em, they taste just like cake
We drink some beer, inside of daddy's '64
She shot me in the back with cupids arrow
We finish the 6-pac, she push the seat back
Pulled up her dress n she let me peep that
Im Drunk as a skunk, feeling all dirty
Truck stop bathroom at 7:30
Bought her some dessert, give a damn if its early
Head spinnin around like roller derby
Everything about her says you dont deserve me
I hope im worthy
Cuz shawty im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
(Cuz im your baby)
You need somethin' like me? (yea)
Cuz he ain't nothin' like me (no)
You can search but you never gone find (no)
A love thats quite like mine (no)
Need a man that can love you good
And treat you like he should
With me shawty you the shit
He might be good but he aint like this
Cuz im your baby
In the back of the pickup, clothes are rip up
She see my chrome wheels, it gets more real
Running and laughing, music blasting
Side over the road, bent over crashing
Mouth all dry, can feel the urge
If you see my mama, dont say a word
The cops wanna know im a word are slurred
Dont ask me officer ask her
Wanna another drink baby she like sure
Wanna hit the club she like I dont curr
She all in the rearview doin her hurr
Hairspray and lip gloss everywhurr
This all happens on an average day
Your life is a trip girl, im here to stay
Never had a girl make me feel this way
Even tho I had to pay
Cuz shawty im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88
muzak now playing 102.7 da bomb baby =)
(808) 296-1027
-Broke Ass Mondays @ Red Lion Waikiki
-Bombasstic Tuesdays @ Pipeline Cafe
-Big Wednesdays @ The O-Lounge
-Thirsty Thursdays @ Zanzabar Nightclub
-The New Foreplay Fridays @ Pipeline Cafe
-The Playhouse @ Fashion 45 - Saturdays
-School Girl Sundays @ Scruples
omg...dat was billy v on dat Little League comm. Tell him smile ladat lol
88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88 88
JAGGED EDGE/NELLY - WHERE THE PARTY AT lyrics
Lourz version ;)
[JD talking]
C'mon, c'mon, yeah, c'mon, yeah
[Nelly]
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
[Jagged Edge]
The party's where you're at tonight
Don't be trippin when you see us in the club
Just show a little love, represent your side like me
'Cause 'round here if you slick you pick a hot one
Ride shotgun, couple of 'em got one
Belvedere in the rear of the club
Pulled up on dubs and we 'bout to go and buy the bar up
So So, for sure we ain't playin
Hang with no lames, hit the park and sayin...
[Hook - Jagged Edge]
Ay, where the party at?
Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at?
Models and models, talkin all a that
Know I can't forget about my thugs
(Where the party at?)
And all my girls
(Where the party at?)
Off in the club
(Where the party at?)
If the party's where you're at let me hear you say
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
(uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooooh
If the party's where you're at just let me know
All the girls in the club in they best outfits
Just showin that skin, tryna' make a suga wanna spit
Where you been girl? You and your friend
Need to come to the back where we got it locked down
In your white t-shirt or a three-piece suit
Don't matter what you wear all that matters is who you with
Some jiggy and some are straight grindin
All up in the club just to have a good time and
[Hook]
[Nelly]
Just show me where that party at dirty
Somewhere where it's crackin right around one-thirty
Never get done too early
Come in as is, doo-rags and Tims
I'm rollin past his, his little Jag and Benz
With the Rolls, not the one with the stem the one wit the rims
The one that seem to make more enemies than friends
I'm slidin in past doors, both eyes closed
Both arms rose, both charms froze
With the S-O-S-O, D-E dot F
I'm buyin bottles, bottles, until it ain't none left
I'm quick to go left, I blaze with no rep
I jams more than left, baby show me the club
I'm like "hey, where that Bacardi at?"
Come and mix it with the Cris', baby, what's wrong with that?
We in the V.I.P. twisted, down right spliffed it
Two way and shit, ooh they makin like a mislit (??)
[Hook]
[Jagged Edge]
Left side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up
Right side, just put your hands up, throw 'em up
Everybody, put your hands up, throw 'em up
When the beat come back around e'rybody do it again
Do the eastside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah)
Do my southside run this mutha for ya? (Hell yeah)
And them haters ain't hittin on, ain't talkin 'bout us
And they look like
If the party's where you're at let me hear you say