Zobacz utwór: Miss P feat Da Brat
Cherish - Miss P feat Da Brat
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Intro: [Jermaine Dupri]
Yo this is one of them ones when they come on
It makes you wanna say (ohh)
You can’t listen to this low man
You gotta turn it up know what I’m sayin’ (ohh)
Yeah Cherish, So So Def ya ll know (ohh)
This is how it go man double O three
Felicia holla at em
Verse 1: [Cherish]
If I walk up and said what’s up
Would you give me that look
And act like your tough
As I walked back
Would you give me the eye
Admire my strut checking out my look
See you look like you d be the type
That be getting numbers all night, night, night
From night baby that s alright
You be getting numbers so do I
Chorus: [Cherish] (2x)
You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P
I know you think u got game
But baby let me tell you
You ain’t got more than me
Verse 2: [Cherish]
Sweetie I’m no freak
So you won’t have me
But I’ll have you messed up
With the words I speak
We can be just friends
Are you can dish feelings
You ll be callin’ up and you ll be checkin’ it
I know this might sound like its hype
But if I want you boy
You ll be mine, mine, mine
One tick my conversations tight
Cuz now I got you curious right
Chorus: [Cherish] (2x)
You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P
I know you think u got game
But baby let me tell you
You ain’t got more than me
Verse 3: [Cherish] (Jermaine Dupri)
Yeah I’m in the C-H-E-R-I-crooked letter-H
And we don’t play when it comes to
Pimpin’ this music, pimpin’ these tracks,
Pimpin’ this game until we get pa-aid
And we gon P-I-M-P this music industry
Until everyone know our name (What’s your name?)
Felicia, Ferrah, Fallon, Neosha
Got you open until these vocals
Is what you gon be sayin’
Chorus: [Cherish] (2x)
You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P
I know you think u got game
But baby let me tell you
You ain’t got more than me
Verse 4: [Da Brat]
I cherish bein’ a pimp
It ain t necessarily bad
I m not embarrassed to demonstrate I party
They call me Miss Harris
Favorite color is orange
Cherish is glowin’
I’m chuch from my head to my toe and
It’s obvious its showin’ cuz
I’m hopin’ my color don’t bother us
When it’s gametime
Everyday flametime
This game shine
I have no other choice but to
Blow your mind
I’m more soldier that the lieutenant
When it’s cold I’m in drapes until the floor
Chinchilla, I look good in it
With the hood in it
600 wool in it, we runnin’ get money
Dis honey ain t bullsittin’ still ain t funny, ain t it
Yo pimp showtainin’
Don’t hate on me, why don’t you go and get you some
I’m sayin’ my whole crew bangin’, we stay sharp as tack
It’s J.D. and Brat
Pimpin’ this industry to the max believe that
Chorus: [Cherish] (2x)
You could call me M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter P-I-M-P
I know you think u got game
But baby let me tell you
You ain’t got more than me
Inne utwory
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Oh, the myth of love
like some new best friend
the bright promise of tomorrow
and tomorrow without end
oh but I should know better
life is no wishing well
yeah there s a story here baby
but it s so hard to tell
You might say that innocence
is my only crime
and the myth of love
walks a thin...
Up on the mountain to way up above up on the mountain top is where I fell in love
Early this mornin I went a walkin up on the mountain top
I heard this sweet little voice a talkin up on the mountain top
If There s Sunday in Their Eyes
And They Can t Disguise It
Half-sick of Shadows Grayer
Than the Fair Elaine Knows
It s Four Hours After Twelve
And You re Scared of Yourself
Feeling So Afraid
Like a Child in An Air-raid
And If There s Only One Reason
To Live in This World
I ll Find It
And If...
J en étais à deux heures de pluie
Et je m disais y a aucun doute
Me petite Patou t es mal partie
Pas le moindre camion citerne
Pas le lumière d un restaurant
Et je m suis dit c est bien ta veine
Helping the kids out of their coats
But wait the babies haven t been born
Unpacking the bags and setting up
And planting lilacs and buttercups
But in the meantime I ve got it hard
Second floor living without a yard
It may be years until the day
My dreams...