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Warren G - What's next lyrics

Warren G - What's next lyrics



What's next by Warren G


[Warren G]
This DJ, he gets down
mixing records while he go round
to the Hip to the Hop you just dont stop
producing funky tracks till it makes you drop
conjunction junction, whats my function
I'm hookin up tracks so that niggaz can function
its not Pete Rock or that nigga Dr. Dre
its this muthaf**kin nigga from around the way
the one who brings you styles on timesy, whymsy
thats why its so hard to find me
conduction, construction when I bust choo choo, bustas
its a must when I bust when I bust, I gotta come correct
the R to the E to the S-P-ect architect
yup nigga no I'm not tweakin
its one of the 16 minds that I'm speaking
the W-A the double R the E into the uhh
A-B-C-D-E-F to the muthaf**kin G
ooh sh*t as I flex I wrecks I checks
so whats next
[Mr. Malik]
Oh who's next, to catch flack on the menu
I snap necks when I flex let me continue
send you, on a mission when I rock
it goes on and on and on and you know it dont stop
yes I'm back on another route, ready to take em all out
now can't get with this, cuz they get faded without a doubt
check em, I wreck em like 1-2-3 why
they can't f**k with that rude one Malik
will I drop, can't stop it, lit it up like a rocket
when they get out of line I grip the nine out my pocket
lock it down, yeah thats what I do
how could you come solo nigga when I run through ya whole crew
I rule, fool, act like you heard it
the one I run with, can't remember the last he murdered
dem do away or them get dealt with
give the noise I want silence, no bubbaclad bullsh*t
nigga, its all about my grip
so the one who starts to slip is the one who gets ripped
kept a chip on my shoulder not now that I'm older
they, all of me, the LBG high roller
cuz back in the days on the side where we sat
niggaz a come up missin if they didn't have they strap
so why, try to be, like me
just when you pull back a G and I think I'm Mr. Malik
(Chorus)
Well if the beat is funkadelic then the tune is right
Mr. Malik and Warren G so tonights the night that we spark
we spark in the dark when we do it in the park
[Mr. Malik]
Well its the A to the B
(and the C to the D)
Hey my name is Mr. Malik with that DJ Warren G
(Mr. Malik can you hear me)
Yes I'm the host with the most they can't get close or even near me
(I said a tick, tock, tickin to the Era)
I said a pick which glock b**ches get shot its still terror
(terror, terror, pick which glock)
which one? (the black one with the big pin lock)
me and Dre and the fly honey so those who wanna get dropped
nigga go knock, knock I trick a flow non-stop
fly double I never slip trip or flip flop
the tune is funkadelic, the crew was right
but if Malik will make ya smell it then tonights the night
for me to stay trump tight
up with my nigga Warren G
thats sorrow when you borrow but you can't be oweing me
whats next
[Warren G]
Woo!!
I say whats next, whats next whats N-X-E-T
its me, Warren to the muthaf**kin G
flowin with my little homey named Malik
yes, everybody will just tweak
off the new style ill ease that we got
yes, its me Warren G on the block
pump pump, block glock, let me just tick tock
its me Warren G on the muthaf**kin rock n roll
stroll, then stiff back to the rap
its me with the big black mack 11 strap
so let me uhh flix into the flex
Woo!! So whats next
(Chorus)
Well if the beat is funkadelic then the tune is right
Mr. Malik and Warren G so tonights the night that we spark
cuz we spark in the dark when we do it in the park

Wizkid - Daddy Yo lyrics

Wizkid - Daddy Yo lyrics



Daddy Yo by Wizkid


Yeeaa-ooooh!
Oooh-yaay! (yea! yea! yea!)
Oooh-yaay! (yah! yah! yah!) Yea!
(Oooh-yaay!) StarBoy! Yeaaaoww!
Wizzy-boy, make me dance “Make me dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance “Make her dance”
StarBoy, make me dance “Make her dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance “Make her daaance”
Wizzy-boy, make me dance “Make her dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance “Make her daaance”
StarBoy, make me dance “Make her dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance
I got a lotta song, she sing so
I make her meter blow uh-ooh-oh
Na my song she dey sing so
She never ever dull uh-ooh-oh
When we dey, nobody dey
She dey like to wan dress, you know
She dey do the durty dance, you know
Valentino she dey wear, you know
She call me Funkmaster Flex, you know
Everything I want, she gimme
She tell me everyday she wanna see me, ooh-yeah
Bad-boy Wizzy, StarBoy Wizzy-boy
I make her dance, I give her mwaan
And make you know my girl nice
And I swear, she dey dress, you know
Valentino she dey wear, you know
Gucci be the dress, you know
I no dey let her stress, you know
Wizzy-boy, make me dance “Make me dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance “Make her dance”
StarBoy, make me dance “Make her dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance “Make her daaance”
Wizzy-boy, make me dance “Make her dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance “Make her daaance”
StarBoy, make me dance “Make her dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance
‘Oooh-yaay! Yeeeah!’
1-2 .. I like the way you dance
I love your kitty-dance, I love the way you dance am
3-4 .. Knocking on the door
Whine fimme baby gyal, gimme whine slow, girl
5-6 .. Tip on ya toe
Time fimme dance am, Quater-to, dance am
7-8 .. Don’t be late
Do what the teacher say, don’t come late, gyal
9-10 .. Open and close
Dance fimme down gyal, Oya, wine am
11-12 .. Wind up-close
Do what the teacher say and put ON repeat, ahn-ah!
Wizzy-boy, make me dance “Make me dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance “Make her dance”
StarBoy, make me dance “Make her dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance “Make her daaance”
Wizzy-boy, make me dance “Make her dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance “Make her dance”
StarBoy, make me dance “Make her dance”
Daddy Yo! make me dance
Oooh Make her dance .. Make e dance ..
Make e dance .. Make e dance ..
Oooh Make e dance .. Make e dance ..
Make e dance .. Make e dance ..
Oooh Make e dance

Wizard Of Oz - We're Off To See The Wizard lyrics

Wizard Of Oz - We're Off To See The Wizard lyrics



We're Off To See The Wizard by Wizard Of Oz


(Follow the Yellow Brick Road )
Follow the Yellow Brick Road. Follow the Yellow Brick Road.
Follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow the rainbow over the stream, follow the fella who follows a dream, follow, follow, follow, follow, follow the yellow brick road.
You're off to see the Wizard, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.
You'll find he is a whiz of a Wiz! If ever a Wiz! there was.
If ever oh ever a Wiz! there was The Wizard of Oz is one because,
Because, because, because, because, because.
Because of the wonderful things he does.
You're off to see the Wizard. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

Wizkid - For You lyrics

Wizkid - For You lyrics



For You by Wizkid


We start, boys, ha-ha
We start boys
Akon and Wizkid
Give me manimal, aaha, bust me your lover
Im bout to show you minimal
Baby you blust me ahaa, love forever
Come the din-da-da, baby youre the one
But to put it on, no sh*t just balling on, ballin on
To put all the ?
Another few words and they all balling on
For your love my body will work
You move that, shwanty are you?
I put fly go on every show with you
I will tell my mama sen with you
Baby girl I swear to you, not me not you
Youre my only lover, I will be there for you
Place no one above you
Youre my only lover
Place no one above you
Ill do whatever for you
So I call your father, tell him Im take you with me
Damn think hes mad
For make you so beautiful
Some bout the ? it didnt think well make it throw
When I gave him that letter
You cant write back to me too
To take a zip up and drink a liquor, whatever it is like it makes you want me
Why end yup and sit and make me to get rush ?
And I got this lion eye lion ?
Clear youre all and I am strong
And you might get this all irons
And na-na-na, telling you na-na-na-na
Thinking about you, na-na-na-na
Zipping on na-na-na-na-na
Youre the one on right ?
And I hold you down na-na-na-na
So come here right now, na-na-na
Come here right now na-na-na-na
Aint go for sure, now you
I put fly on ever show with you
I put down and mama set on you
Baby girl swear to you, Ill be on you
Youre my only lover, I will be there for you
Place no one above you
Youre my only lover
Place no one above you
Ill do whatever for you
You know for sure, now you
I go fly on every show with you
I go tell my mama set with you
Baby girl I swear to you
Ill be on you
Youre my only lover, I will be there for you
Place no one above you
Youre my only lover
Place no one above you
Ill do whatever for you

Warren G - I want it all lyrics

Warren G - I want it all lyrics



I want it all by Warren G


[Warren G]
What's up negros and negrettes?
It's your boy Warren G
You know what I'm saying?
Chillin' with the home boy Mack 10
And we gon' lay a lil' sumpin' down for y'all
Let y'all know what time it is
Show you how we keepin' it real wit' it
You know, cuz this world is built on material thangs
But we ain't trippin' off that
We want y'all to know this, check it
(Chorus)
I want it all; money, fast cars
Diamond rings, gold chains and champagne
sh*t, everydamn thing
I want it all; houses, expenses
My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' Benz's
I want it all; brand new socks and drawls
And I'm ballin everytime I stop and talk to y'all
I want it all, all, all, all
I want it all, all, all, all, all
[Warren G]
They say, 'There go Warren G with that envious stare'
I love this game too much, I wish these haters wasn't here
It's a shame, we came too far to turn back
It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you learned that
>From falling, tryin' to walk from crawl
Tryin' to hustle up from broke to ballin'
And, yeah, y'all in effect that's all me
The jiggy G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy
Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy
And sh*t stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a bank
And get away, or get gaffled, the very next day
Don't cry, hold your head up high
And remember what you told yourself, nigga
I said remember what you told yourself, nigga
I said remember what you told yourself, nigga
I said remember what you told yourself, nigga
(Chorus)
[Mack 10]
I want it all, so I got to wake up and ball
And thanks to y'all, I got plaques on the wall
Mack 10 laced with the know how to paper chase
Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan base
>From net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout
And live the lifestyle that Robin Leach talkin' about
Slow down player, don't hate cuz you can't relate
The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights
I got more lime light than Vegas on cable
Will it enable to shoot C-Note "Yo's" at the cr*p table
And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting high
A nigga fly and fly, with the desire to build an empire
I strapped up and took flight like a missle
Told them loud and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official'
Handing out gold medallions at roll-call
I'ma ball and never fall cuz Mack 10 want it all
What
(Chorus)
[Warren G]
Me and 10 get paid escapade to the spot
We hot like rocks served on hot blocks
I notice money make the world circulate
So we gon' stack and stack and take a sip and perculate
Bump, let the woofers sub (sub), show the homies love (love)
Warren to the G (G), and Little G-Dogg (Dogg)
Surface on the low, slide or don't slide at all
Ride or don't ride at all
[Mack 10]
Warren, I couldn't be more serious about my 'fetti
I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' steady
I want it all, dog, and it might be greed
I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to feed
They don't know nuttin' about no excuses and disrespect
Or somebody bein' jank with they Daddy's royalty check
And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough said
So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break bread
I want it all
(Chorus x3)
[Warren G] [Mack 10]
Mack 10 What up? I know
The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah, Warren G
What up? You know
The paper's out there, ha ha Yeah
G Funk What up? You know
The paper's out there, ha ha That's right
What? Hoo Bangin' What up? We know
The paper's out there, ha ha That's right, what?
The whole world
Paper's out there Speak on it
Ha ha
Wrong: All the hood
Right: All the hood rats What up? You know
Paper's out there

Warren G - Flow On lyrics

Warren G - Flow On lyrics



Flow On by Warren G


[Chorus]
Flow, flow on
Flow on, flow on
(yeah, straight floatin)
Flow, flow on
Flow on, flow on
(flow, flow)
[Cedric Ceballos]
Now I told you once before it's the mad punk
Kickin rough stuff, quick dunk
Nigga back the funk up yeah
Give a nigga room yeah
Give a nigga space
Throw your hands in the air, westside's in the place
Word up, I got the formula, I'm mixin up the brew
Take the 40 to the head now what you gonna do
Deuce tre is in effect, like Keith don't Sweat
Don't need to break necks just to gets my respect
I stay smooth, until you try to get on my rough side
(what side) westside, fool try to take mine
Ya start to wonder, I know your name is Stevie
Don't think about it fool, cuz you know you can't see me
23, the number's on the tip of your tongue
I got ends, and you can't have none
So a, slow ya roll deuce tre is in control
Listen pay attention and do what you are told, as I flow
[(Chorus) x2]
Flow, flow on
Flow on, flow on
(yeah, float on)
Flow, flow on
Flow on, flow on
(yeah, keep floatin)
Tickity tock, don't stop, yeah the clock is still tickin
Ya booty chicken rhymes, mine's a finger lickin
Bloodin, crippin, I hear ya body callin
I caugt it with my bangin cuz my skills are into ballin
(Mary J) ain't the way for me
I gets high off my jumpers and my dunks you see
So when the fans start to scream with the ooh and the ahh
I like the bop bop, bop bop baa
(Its like 3 into the 2 and 2 into the 1)
Big balla 23 and my job ain't done
I get started like the hammer, I finish like Shaquille
When ya think ya heard my best well fool look a here
Look a here no fear, rap crystal clear
Flossin in my chevy with the wind in the air
But it's a westside thang, mic size thang
Winnin battles ain't nuthin but a chicken wing
I eat em one by one, good clean fun
No need to bring a gun, come and get some
Of this lovable, hugable, my skills are so incredible
Stay like Jodeci, I don't know it's time to go, as I flow
[(Chorus) x2]
Flow, flow on
Flow on, flow on
(keep floatin)
Flow, flow on
Flow on, flow on
(yeah, straight floatin)
Now a verse 3, I think it's time to wrap this thing up
Warren G flex the cut, make it go bumpidy bump
In my speaker, my sneakers go sqeaker, damn
Look at honey over there with the nice smooth features
She's on my nuts, oh no here she comes
(How's about a 68 and I owe you one)
I ain't wit the slippin, trippin, forget about honey dippin
I'm too caught up with my ends to be spittin and drippin
Not Teddy, but I had the 1, 2 checker
(She know you got the money stackin high) yeah I betcha
(Do I know you from somewhere, boy you look familiar)
I'm the Snoop Doggy Dogg in ya life so can I hit ya
Later, cuz it's my time to wreck it
Say my praire, rock the crowd, bring home the checkered
Spend a little, save the rest another show again
No complaints from the dog cuz I love them ends
Got some fools tryin to break me off proper like
See me bouncin in my fo yeah I'm hoppin right
No need for the noise, whatcha shoutin about
Check my rear, three wheel motion, peace sign and I'm out
[(Chorus) x4 to fade ]
Flow, flow on
Flow on, flow on
(yeah, float on)
Flow, flow on
Flow on, flow on
(yeah, keep floatin)

Wizo - Anneliese Schmidt lyrics

Wizo - Anneliese Schmidt lyrics



Anneliese Schmidt by Wizo


Das kleine Kind, es spielt im Garten. Es kann den Sommer kaum erwarten.
Das kleine Kind, es pflückt Blumen
Und die bringt es seiner Mutter in die Küche zum dran schnuppern.
Annelise Schmidt, Annelise Schmidt, Annelise,
Annelise Schmidt, Annelise Schmidt, Annelise, Annelise Schmidt
Im Garten spielt das kleine Mädchen.
Es baut zwischen den Blumen für die Ameisen kleine Städtchen.
Darin spielt das kleine Kind und seine Haare die wehen im Sommerwind.
Annelise Schmidt, Annelise Schmidt, Annelise,
Annelise Schmidt, Annelise Schmidt, Annelise
Es pflückt Blumen und die bringt es seiner Mutter in die Küche
Annelise Schmidt, Annelise Schmidt, Annelise,
Annelise Schmidt, Annelise Schmidt, Annelise, Annelise Schmidt
?Manchmal denke ich, es wäre schön, wenn von Annelise noch was in mir wäre
Es ist auch mal so gewesen, doch das ist verdammt lang her
Oh, Annelise, mein Nachbarskind, du bist immer so gut drauf
Ich esse das Kind meiner Nachbarn auf
Annelise Schmidt, Annelise Schmidt, Annelise
Annelise Schmidt, Annelise Schmidt, Annelise
Annelise Schmidt, Annelise Schmidt, Annelise

Wolverine - Sarah lyrics

Wolverine - Sarah lyrics



Sarah by Wolverine


Sweet little Sarah, dressed in innocence
Trying hard to hide the tears running down her face
Sweet little Sarah, all scared inside
In the middle of a nightmare, wide awake...
Though a long time ago, the memories are all so vivid...
The girl they all knew is fading away
She's turning black inside
Victim of indifference and betrayal
A mere shadow of her past
Crawling beneath the feet of our world
Inside her scream the echoes of them laughing
She's got nowhere to run or hide
Look at her porcelain eyes, they're breaking
Oh, she is breaking!
Right here, beneath the feet of our ignorance
"Scream for us, bleed for us
make your way into yourself"
"Crawl away, hide away
turn around and see us laugh"
(Let us break those porcelain eyes
And pound our words right through your skull)
"Pour your life into wide open hands,
and see it soak into the ground"
(Let us tear that young heart out
And watch it die before our eyes)
"Close your eyes
lie down and prepare to
die alone in your deserted land"

Wolverine - Coma lyrics

Wolverine - Coma lyrics



Coma by Wolverine


Machines that make me breathe, I just can’t stand their terrible scream
I’m stumbling through smoke-filled rooms
With only darkness ahead, I wish I was dead
Drowned in a distance, I’m so safe and sound
Damn well protected from all those around
Seeking the life that was taken from me
Still all I see is a man on his knees…
Although I’m asleep, can you feel I’m here?
Lost in this place, screaming for you…
Back on my feet when a distant light
Brings me some hope and a strength that had died
A doorway that speaks of the world I once left
A final way out and a final way back
Then a sudden change makes the light start to fade
I need to run but I stumble instead
The light disappears as I lay on the ground
My last hope of freedom is turned into none…
Will I ever speak again, love again?
Will I ever leave my mind?
I am trapped inside myself, far from the outside
Why won’t they let me die?
I’m tired as I lay here bleeding on the ground…
Breathe…
(We’re the machines, the only friends around…
Stay for a while and let us keep you alive…)
Breathe…
Here I am, I’m lost in this place
Wish I could just say goodbye
But you’re not around to hear my cries…
Will I ever speak again, love again?
Will I ever leave my mind?
I am trapped inside myself, far from the outside
Why won’t they just let me die?
Die…

Warren G - Havin' things lyrics

Warren G - Havin' things lyrics



Havin' things by Warren G


Call me Dub-A-Double-R-E
N be the end last letter be the G
G be for Griffin, smiffin, like Wesson
Niggaz, that be 'fessin
I'm crushin your whole chest and
In combat if they fat I'll skinny em
Six times the terror pass the Era to Millineum
G-Funk, bumpin in ya trunk
Call me booshe nigga, LBC me nigga
[RBX]
Straight from Long Beach
Where, we gets more naughtier than Comaneche
Can you say roundoff hand spring
Do ya triple somersault fools will be flipped I'm sure
Long Beach, right by the water
Respect is due when you walk through the border
Line, if you dont you might find your face in a gutter
Long Beach will get ya wets
[Kurupt]
The homey just whistled, gave us the signal
To act the fool with the pistols, pierce the gristle
One way out homey, in the cut
Heat cocked, beef for weeks, heat for block
Techniques to rock, the blocks socks
Unorthodox, cannon cocking bandit nigga
I daily rock the planet nigga
Scope out the vicinity, start seperatin(what?)
those thats cool and those hatin
Every nigga in between
Got 5 seconds to evacuate the scene (yeah)
Hit the stash (nigga)
Nigga what the f**k you wanna do
Talk, blast, nigga think fast, fast fast
(Chorus x2 - Nate Dogg)
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
Gangsta love
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
Gangsta love
[Warren G]
Lets go to war, no, not with guns
Blast you with heat, original beats they run
Fast and faster, Master like P
Or you can just say, Master Warren G
I'm bout it bout it, highly touted
And I doubt it
if I let another nigga take my tracks and re re-route it
I truck more styles, like my Yukon I puke on
The rest of these niggaz, trying to contest
[RBX]
Hold up, who's speaking of contest, no, none of that
We get gats beats technique rat tat tat tat
Splat, and ya flat, pure satisfac
X marks the spot of the brutal venacular
You drinks down like dracula
Listen here buddy you'll be found left bloody
Its the beach nigga, straight up
Before ya hate, get ya weight up
Or get wet up now what up
[Kurupt]
Yeah, yeah OGs
My nigga Warren G, uh huh
Thats my OG
My nigga Nate Dogg, my nigga Snoopy, my nigga RBX
They're my OGs, my real OGs
You up against the aces nigga
It all takes place in many places nigga
Several different faces nigga
The streets can watch me nigga
But the streets is up against Kurupt Momar Khadafi nigga
OG, juggernaut, jagged edge, homey two to the head
As the sprinkle spread
Death will kiss ya, f**k around with the Militia
Stalking till the big homey Nate walked in
[Nate Dogg]
Same old niggaz in the same old place
Long Beach city is where I was raised
I keep my heater right by my side
Won't stop mashin till I get my prize
Even if you blind we can make you see
The perfect combination Nate and Warren G
When we bust we hit em everytime
Ain't no secret its about that time
To
(Chorus x2 - Nate Dogg)
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
Gangsta love
Hit a nigga wit a little gangsta love
Gangsta love
Gangsta love
Gangsta love