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MARIAH CAREY- 100% LYRICS

Sunday, November 29, 2009

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Mariah Carey100% lyricsDo you like, define my limits I don't need no permission to live it I'ma break through the door till I get in Everything that I got I'ma give it 100% & I ain't stoppin till I reach the finish.... I'm a believer not just a dreamer..I'm givin everything I got I'm a go-getter 100 percenter Udoubtly I can reach the top & I aint gonna let nothing discourage or diswade me Cause I'm walking out of here a champion either way babe.. Im giving it 100% So gone & put your ones up.. If you puttin in 100 put your ones up, ones up If you know you can do something put your ones up, ones up If you really comprehend this, put your ones up, ones up If you're walking in the victory, keep on shining 100% You can only do if you do it like I did Cause suffering aint easy But if you can turn your wounds into living proof That you survived the fight & you're no longer defined.. Do you like, define my limits I don't need no permission to live it I'ma break through the door till I get in Everything that I got I'ma give it 100% & I ain't stoppin till I reach the finish....

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KANYE WEST- I’M SO APPALLED LYRICS

Sunday, November 29, 2009

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Kanye WestI'm So Applled lyricsI’m so appalled I fall, then ball Balled in and Donald Trump taking dollars from yall Baby your fire and your girlfriend is higha And if you don’t mind , I’m gonna ??? On call We are but a law, we don’t give a fuck by yall Like the dogs that chew a fuckin’ hole through the wall But since they all lovers I need more rubbers And if I don’t use rubbers, need more covers House keeping, I mean gawd damn one time Let it be a bad bitch sweeping That know we get Os like Cheerios That know cuz they seen us in the videos That know, that the day that you play me Will be the same day, that MTV play videos ….that was a little joke, Vala! Praises due to the most high, Allah Praises due to the most fly, Prada Baby Im magic, Tada! Address me as your highness High as United, 30,000 feet up and you are not invited Niggas be writin’ bullshit like they gotta work Niggas going through real shit, man they outta work That’s why I never got a gawd damn dance track, gotta hurt That’s why I rather spit something that gotta perch Champagne wishes, 30 white bitches I mean the shit is, fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous, I mean the shit is Fucking ridiculous…………Fucking ridiculous, I mean the shit is fucking ridiculous My name on the highlines Written across your skylinesLookin’ out my rolly Motha fucka, it’s my time By the way, what a way to act with the ?? We the black dystany These the days of our lives Hating from the sidelines Giving you the guidelines

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LADY GAGA FEAT BEYONCE- TELEPHONE LYRICS

Sunday, November 29, 2009

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Lady Gaga feat BeyonceTelephoneHello, hello, baby; You called, I can't hear a thing. I have got no service in the club, you see, see Wha-Wha-What did you say? Oh, you're breaking up on me Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy. K-kinda busy K-kinda busy Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy. Just a second, It's my favorite song they're gonna play And I cannot text you with A drink in my hand, eh You shoulda made some plans with me, You knew that I was free. And now you won't stop calling me; I'm kinda busy. Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin' me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh I'm busy! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin' me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Can call all you want, But there's no one home, And you're not gonna reach my telephone! Out in the club, And I'm sippin' that bub, And you're not gonna reach my telephone! Call when you want, But there's no one home, And you're not gonna reach my telephone! Out in the club, And I'm sippin' that bub, And you're not gonna reach my telephone! [Beyonce:] Boy, the way you blowin' up my phone won't make me leave no faster. Put my coat on faster, leave my girls no faster. I shoulda left my phone at home, 'cause this is a disaster! Callin' like a collector - Sorry, I cannot answer! Not that I don't like you, I'm just at a party. And I am sick and tired Of my phone r-ringing. Sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station. Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'Cause I'll be dancin'. 'Cause I'll be dancin' 'Cause I'll be dancin' Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'cause I'll be dancin'! Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin' me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh I'm busy! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin' me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Can call all you want, But there's no one home, You're not gonna reach my telephone! 'Cause I'm out in the club, And I'm sippin' that bub, And you're not gonna reach my telephone! Call when you want, But there's no one home, And you're not gonna reach my telephone! 'Cause I'm out in the club, And I'm sippin' that bub, And you're not gonna reach my telephone! My telephone! M-m-my telephone! 'Cause I'm out in the club, And I'm sippin' that bub, And you're not gonna reach my telephone! My telephone! M-m-my telephone! 'Cause I'm out in the club, And I'm sippin' that bub, And you're not gonna reach my telephone! We're sorry the number you have reached is not in service at this time. Please check the number, or try your call again

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RIHANNA- COLD CASE LOVE LYRICS

Sunday, November 29, 2009

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RihannaColde Case Love lyrics[Verse 1:] On my roof Dark & I'm burning a rose I don't need proof I'm torn apart & you know What you did to me was a crime Cold Case Love And I let you reach me one more time But that's enough [Hook:] Your love was breaking the law But I needed a witness So pick me up when it's over It don't make any difference Will it ever be solved Or am I taking the fall Truth was there all along Tell me how did we miss it [Chorus:] We opened up a cold case love And It got the best of us And Now prints, pictures & white outlines Are all that's left at the scene of a crime Of a cold case love [Verse 2:] Should've investigated But love blinded eyes Couldn't see (no) And Then I tried to cage it But your love ain't the kind you can keep Release me now cause I did my time Of this cold case love My heart's no longer cold & confined I've had enough [Hook:] Your love was breaking the law But I needed a witness So pick me up when it's over It don't make any difference Will it ever be solved Or am I taking the fall Truth was there all along Tell me how did we miss it [Chorus:] We opened up a cold case love And It got the best of us And Now prints, pictures & white outlines Are all that's left at the scene of a crime Of a cold case love [Bridge:] We lost our way Took this too far Now I'll never find the pieces of my heart We've lost enough Looking for a truth That was here all along [Chorus: (2x)] Cold case love And It got the best of us And Now prints, pictures & white outlines Are all that's left at the scene of a crime Of a cold case love We opened up a cold case love And It got the best of us And Now prints, pictures & white outlines Are all that's left at the scene of a crime Of a cold case love

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CHRIS BROWN- SING LIKE ME LYRICS

Sunday, November 29, 2009

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Chris BrownSing Like Me lyricsi got her singing i got her singing i got her singing i got her singing, ohh i got her singing, ohh i got her singing, ohh i got her singing, ohh soon as i step out the whip that spot me girls snappin pictures like the poparazi so many different type of women im into and i can take them all with me and my only issue i wanna leave out of here and take em back to the crib and show how i do the cho-cha hit em like so-sa i wanna leave out of here and take em back to the crib cause you know what i thinkin with the love that im makin there so many ladies up in this club that i can choose from and they all look amazing thats why its so hard to just pick one when i get them off in the room we aint playing by no rules got em singing melodies and it sounds like ya favorite song playing on the radio cant get enough of me gotta girl singing like me gotta girl singing like me gotta girl singing like me gotta girl singing like me all these bottles poppin got me feeling nicely leaving by myself feels highly unlikely lookin for a right now dont need no wifey settling down one chick that aint even like me so many women in the atmosphere gotta leave with at least three in a pair the look in they eyes tellin me that they want it but all i can hear is to put a ring on it there so many ladies up in this club that i can choose from and they all look amazing thats why its so hard to just pick one when i get them off in the room we aint playing by no rules got em singing melodies and it sounds like ya favorite song playing on the radio cant get enough of me gotta girl singing like me gotta girl singing like megotta girl singing like me gotta girl singing like me when im whisperin in your ear, i know i got you listening baby i know your liking what you hear, now lets leave up out of here baby when im whisperin in your ear, i know i got you listening baby cause when i put my hands on you, girl im gonna drive your body crazy when i get them off in the room we aint playing by no rules got em singing melodies and it sounds like ya favorite song playing on the radio cant get enough of me gotta girl singing like me gotta girl singing like me gotta girl singing like me gotta girl singing like me (repeat 2x) i gotta singing like me (with no auto tune) i gotta singing like me (when i get them up in my room) i gotta singing like me (make you feel like the boo) i gotta singing like me (make em do what it do) i gotta singing like me (oh give it to you baby) i gotta singing like me (oh give it to you baby) i gotta singing like me (oh give it to you baby) i gotta singing like me (yeah)

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