Saturday, June 20, 2009

4 in the Morning - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Gwen Stefani

4 in the Morning - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Gwen Stefani













Artist Name: Gwen Stefani.
Title Song: 4 in the Morning.
Album: The Sweet Escape.
Genre: pop, Shine.
Released: June 21, 2007.

4 in the Morning - Song Lyrics - by - Gwen Stefani.

Waking up to find another day
The Moon got lost again last night
But now the Sun has finally had its say
I guess I feel alright

But it hurts when I think
When I let it sink in
It's all over me
I'm lying here in the dark
I'm watching you sleep, it hurts a lot


And all I know is
You've got to give me everything
Nothing less 'cause
You know I give you all of me
I give you everything that I am
I'm handin' over everything that I've got
'Cause I wanna have a really true love
Don't ever wanna have to go and give you up
Stay up 'til four in the morning and the tears are pouring
And I want to make it worth the fight
What have we been doing for all this time?
Baby, if we're gonna do it, come on, do it right

All I wanted was to know I'm safe
Don't wanna lose the love I've found
Remember when you said that you would change
Don't let me down
It's not fair how you are
I can't be complete, can you give me more?


Oh, please, you know what I need
Save all your lovin' for me
We can't escape the love
Give me everything that you have


Give you all of me
Give you everything
Give you all of me

4 in the Morning - Video Music - by - Gwen Stefani.


Friday, June 19, 2009

Rich Girl - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Gwen Stefani

Rich Girl - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Gwen Stefani













Artist Name: Gwen Stefani feat Eve.
Title Song: Rich Girl.
Album: Love. Angel. Music. Baby.
Genre: pop, ragga.
Released: March 14, 2005.

Rich Girl - Song Lyrics - by - Gwen Stefani.

Na, na, na, na, na...

If I was a rich girl, na, na, na, na, na
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
'Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl

Think what that money could bring
I'd buy everything
Clean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gown
No, wouldn't just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first-class to my fancy house in London town

All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, won't bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other, baby
Your lovin' is better than gold, and I know

If I was a rich girl, na, na, na, na, na
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
'Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl

I'd get me four Harajuku girls to
Inspire me and they'd come to my rescue
I'd dress them wicked, I'd give them names, yeah
Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Hurry up and come and save me

All the riches, baby won't mean anything
All the riches, baby won't bring what your love can bring
All the riches, baby won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold, and I know

Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What, it's all love
What, give it up, what

Shouldn't matter, shouldn't matter
Shouldn't matter, shouldn't matter

What, come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What, it's all love
What, give it up, what

Shouldn't matter, shouldn't matter
Shouldn't matter, shouldn't matter

What happened to my life
Turned upside down
Chicks that blew ya mind, ding
It's the second round
Original track ending and ding, mmm
You know you can't buy these things, no
See Stefani and her L.A.M.B., I rock the Fetish
People, you know who I am

Yes ma'am, we got the style that's wicked
I hope you can all keep up
We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top
Now we ain't gettin' nothin' but love

If I was a rich girl, na, na, na, na, na
See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
'Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl

Na, na, na, na, na... [Repeat to end]

Rich Girl - Video Music - by - Gwen Stefani.


Thursday, June 18, 2009

Promiscuous - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Nelly Furtado

Promiscuous - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Nelly Furtado













Artist Name: Nelly Furtado feat Timbaland.
Title Song: Promiscuous.
Album: Loose.
Genre: Pop rap, Dance-pop, R&B.
Released: September 12, 2006.

Promiscuous - Song Lyrics - by - Nelly Furtado.

Nelly
Am I throwing you off?
Timbaland
Nope
Nelly
Didn't think so

Timbaland
How you doin' young lady?
That feelin' that you givin' really drives me crazy.
You don't have to play about the joke
I was at a loss of words first time that we spoke.

Nelly
You lookin' for a girl that'll treat you right
You lookin' for her in the day time with the light.

Timbaland
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night.

Nelly
You expect me to just let you hit it.
Will you still respect me if you get it?

Timbaland
All I can do is try, give me one chance.
What's the problem? I don't see no ring on your hand
I be the first to admit it.
I'm curious about you, you seem so innocent.

Nelly
You wanna get in my world, get lost in it
Boy I'm tired of running, let's walk for a minute.

Timbaland
Promiscuous girl
Wherever you are
I'm all alone
And it's you that I want.

Nelly
Promiscuous boy
You already know
That I'm all yours.
What you waiting for?

Timbaland
Promiscuous girl
You're teasing me
You know what I want
And I got what you need.

Nelly
Promiscuous boy
Let's get to the point
Cause we're on a roll.
Are you ready?

Nelly
Roses are red
Some diamonds are blue
Chivalry is dead
But you're still kind of cute.

Timbaland
Hey. I can't keep my mind off you
Where you at, do you mind if I come through?

Nelly
I'm out of this world come with me to my planet.
Get you on my level do you think that you can handle it?

Timbaland
They call me thomas

Last name crown
Recognize game
I'm a lay mine's down.

Nelly
I'm a big girl

I can handle myself
But if I get lonely I'm a need your help
Pay attention to me I don't talk for my health.

Timbaland
I want you on my team.

Nelly: So does everybody else.

Timbaland
Baby we can keep it on the low

Let your guard down ain't nobody gotta know
If you with it girl I know a place we can go.

Nelly
What kind of girl do you take me for?


Timbaland
Promiscuous girl

Wherever you are
I'm all alone
And it's you that I want.

Nelly
Promiscuous boy

You already know
That I'm all yours.
What you waiting for?

Timbaland
Promiscuous girl

You're teasing me
You know what I want
And I got what you need.

Nelly
Promiscuous boy

Let's get to the point
Cause we're on a roll.
Are you ready?

Timbaland
Wait. I don't mean no harm

I can see you with my t-shirt on.

Nelly
I can see you with nothing on

Feeling on me before you bring that on.

Timbaland
Bring that on?


Nelly
You know what I mean.


Timbaland
Girl, I'm a freak you shouldn't say those things.

Nelly
I'm only trying to get inside your brain
To see if you can work me the way you say.

Timbaland
It's okay, it's alright
I got something that you gon' like.

Nelly
Hey is that the truth or are you talking trash?
Is your game M.V.P. like steve nash?

Timbaland
Promiscuous girl
Wherever you are
I'm all alone
And it's you that I want.

Nelly
Promiscuous boy
I'm calling your name
But you're driving me crazy
The way you're making me wait.

Timbaland
Promiscuous girl
You're teasing me
You know what I want
And I got what you need.

Nelly
Promiscuous boy
We're one in the same
So we don't gotta play games no more.

Promiscuous - Video Music - by - Nelly Furtado.


LoveStoned - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Justin Timberlake

LoveStoned - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Justin Timberlake













Artist Name: Justin Timberlake.
Title Song: LoveStoned.
Album: FutureSex/LoveSounds
Genre: R&B, Dance pop.
Released: June 14, 2007.

LoveStoned - Song Lyrics - by - Justin Timberlake.

She's freaky and she knows it
She's freaky and I like it

Listen

She grabs the yellow bottle
She likes the way it hits her lips
She gets to the bottom
It sends her on a trip so right
She might be goin' home with me tonight

She looks like a model
Except she got a little more ass
Don't even bother
Unless you've got that thing she likes
I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Those flashing lights come from everywhere
The way they hit 'em I have to stop and stare
She's got me love stoned
Man I swear she's that and she knows
I think that she knows

She's freaky and she knows it
She's freaky, but I like it

She shuts the room down
The way she walks and causes a fuss
The baddest in town
She's flawless like some uncut ice
I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

And all she wants is to dance
That's why you'll find her on the floor
But you don't have a chance
Unless you move the way that she likes
That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

Those flashing lights come from everywhere
The way they hit 'em I have to stop and stare
She's got me love stoned
Man I swear she's that and she knows
I think that she knows

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare
The way they hit 'em I have to stop and stare
She's got me love stoned from everywhere
She's that and she knows
I think that she knows

Now dance
Little girl
You're freaky, but I like it
Hot damn!
Let me put my funk on this one time

(Instrumental break)

Those flashing lights come from everywhere
The way they hit 'em I have to stop and stare
She's got me love stoned
Man I swear she's that and she knows
I think that she knows

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare
The way they hit 'em I have to stop and stare
She's got me love stoned from everywhere
She's that and she knows
I think that she knows

Those flashing lights come from everywhere
The way they hit 'em I have to stop and stare
She's got me love stoned
Man I swear she's that and she knows
I think that she knows

(Instrumental break)

Those flashing lights come from everywhere
The way they hit 'em I just stop and stare
She's got me love stoned
I think I'm love stoned
She's got me love stoned

I think that she knows, think that she knows, oh, oh (repeat 2 more times)

Those flashing lights come from everywhere
The way they hit 'em I just stop and stare
I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows
I think that she knows
Think that she knows, oh, oh

And now I walk around without a care
She's got me hooked
It just ain't fair, but I...
I'm love stoned and I could swear
That she knows
Think that she knows, oh, oh
She knows, she knows, oh, oh.

LoveStoned - Video Music - by - Justin Timberlake.


Wednesday, June 17, 2009

LoveGame - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Lady Gaga

LoveGame - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Lady Gaga













Artist Name: Lady Gaga.
Title Song: LoveGame.
Album: The Fame.
Genre: Electropop.
Released: March 24, 2009.

LoveGame - Song Lyrics - by - Lady Gaga.

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants to play
A love game, a love game

Hold me and love me
Just wanna touch you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough for my heart to quit

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Don't think too much, just bust that kick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game (French; literally "In the love game")
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game

I'm on a mission and it involves some heavy touching, yeah
You've indicated your interest, I'm educated in sex, yes
And now I want it bad, want it bad
A love game, a love game

Hold me and love me
Just wanna touch you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough for my heart to quit

Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Don't think too much, just bust that kick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game

I can see you staring there from across the block
With a smile on your mouth and your hand on your (huh!)
The story of us, it always starts the same
With a boy and a girl and a (huh!) and a game
(and a game, and a game, and a game)
A love game

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game

Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love, or you want fame
Are you in the game?
Dans le love game

LoveGame - Video Music - by - Lady Gaga.


Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Wind It Up - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Gwen Stefani

Wind It Up - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - Gwen Stefani













Artist Name: Gwen Stefani.
Title Song: Wind It Up.
Album: The Sweet Escape.
Genre: Pop, rock.
Released: October 31, 2006.

Wind It Up - Song Lyrics - by - Gwen Stefani.

High on the hill with the lonely goatherd
Lay odl lay odl lay he hoo
Yodel back with the girl and goatherd
Lay odl lay odl lo

Wind it up, wind it up, wind it up!
Odl lay odl lay odl-oo

Pharrell: Yeah.

This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on, the girls all line up
And the boys all look, but no, they can't touch
But the girls want to know why boys like us so much

They like the way we dance, they like the way we work
They like the way that L.A.M.B. is going 'cross my shirt
They like the way my pants, it compliments my shape

Pharrell: She's crazy, right?

They like the way we react every time we hear the...

Every time the bass bang
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don't stop till your time is up
Get in line now

Wind it up! Uh, uh, uh
Wind it up! Uh, uh, uh

Pharrell: Come on.

Wind it up! Uh, uh, uh
Odl lay odl lay odl-oo

You've got to let the beat get under your skin
You've got to open up and let it all in
But see, once it gets in, the popping begins
Then you find out why all the boys stare

See, they're trying to bite our style
Trying to study our approach
They like the way we do it, so original
I guess that they are slow, so they should leave the room
This beat is for the clubs, and cars that go

Every time the bass bang
Realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up
And don't stop till your time is up
Get in line now

Wind it up! Uh, uh, uh

Pharrell: Are you all ready?

Wind it up! Uh, uh, uh
Wind it up! Uh, uh, uh
Wind it up!
Odl lay odl lay odl-oo

Uh-huh, it's your moment
Uh-huh, come on girl, you know you own it
Uh-huh, you know your key is still tick-tockin'
Yeah, but you know they're watchin'

Get it girl, get it, get it girl
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
To the front, to the side
To the back, but don't let him ride
Keep goin' girl, it's your night
Don't let him steal your light
I know he thinks you're fine and stuff
But does he know how to wind you up

Pharrell: Come on.

Wind it up! Uh, uh, uh
Wind it up! Uh, uh, uh
Wind it up! Uh, uh, uh
Wind it up!
Odl lay odl lay odl lay, hey!

Wind It Up - Video Music - by - Gwen Stefani.


Monday, June 15, 2009

P.I.M.P. - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - 50 Cent

P.I.M.P. - Song Lyrics and Video Music - by - 50 Cent













Artist Name: 50 Cent feat G-Unit and Snoop Dogg.
Title Song: P.I.M.P.
Album: Get Rich or Die Tryin'.
Genre: Hip hop, Gangsta rap, Southern Rap.
Released: August 12, 2003.
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P.I.M.P. - Song Lyrics - by - 50 Cent.

Get Rich or Die tryin

Chorus 2x
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P

Verse1
Now shorty she in da club, she's dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She's feeding fools fantasies they pay her cuz they want her
I spit a little G man and my game got her
A hour later had her ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in they ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cuz I'm from New York
I aint that nigga trying to holla cuz I want some head
I'm that nigga trying to holla cuz I want some bread
I could care less how she perform while she in the bed
Bitches that try catch a date and come and play the kid
Look baby this is simple you cant see, you fucking with me you fucking with a P-I-M-P

Chorus 2x

Verse 2
I'm by my money you see, girl you can holla at me
If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair bitch I'm a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
How it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch some TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some champagne, and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you need some one, I'm the one you should call
Ill be there to pick you up if ever you should fall
If you got problems I could solve them, they big or they small
That other nigga you be with aint about shit
I'm your friend, your father, AND confidant, BITCH

Chorus 2x

Verse 3
Shorty I told you fools before, I stay with the twos
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a hoe till I got a bitch confused
She got on payless, me I got on gator shoes
I'm shopping for Chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this ho, you could have her when I'm done I aint gonna keep her
Man bitches come and go, every nigga and pimp they know
They say mystique but you aint gotta keep it on the low
Bitch tutor me how you strippin in the street
Put my other hoes down you get your ass beat
Now lick my bottom bitch, you always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your hoe outta pocket I put a charge on the bitch
Cuz I need 4 TVs and they Mgs for a 6
Hoe make the pimp rich, I aint payin bitch
Catch a dick, such a dick shiiiiiit...trick

Chorus 2x

Yea, In Hollywood they say there's no business like show business
In the hood they say there's no business like ho business
you know
See I talk a little fast, but if you listen real fast
I aint gotta slow down for you 2 catch up BITCH
Hahaha, Yea

P.I.M.P. - Video Music - by - 50 Cent.