Ernie: [Hi, Bert.]
Bert: [Oh. Hi, Ernie. Hey, I've been sitting here trying to think of what we can do with this here, letter 'L'.]
Ernie: [Oh. Well, let's see. You know one thing, you can sing sort of a 'La La La' song with the letter 'L'.]
Bert: [Uh, what do you mean?]
Ernie: [Well, there are all kinds of pretty words that begin with 'L'.] (Music starts.) [You know, you can sing a few 'La La La's' and some pretty words, and you'd have a nice little song.]
Bert: ['La La La,' like that?]
Ernie: [Sure. Go ahead. Try it.]
Bert: [O.K. Let's see, uh,..]
La, la, la, la . . . lemon
La, la, la, la, light bulb
Ernie: [Uh-huh.]
Bert: La, la, la, la, lamp post [This is fun.]
La, la, la, la, lump in my oatmeal
Ernie: [Well, that's not quite what I was thinking about, Bert.]
Bert: [No?]
Ernie: [I mean there are a lot of pretty 'L' words, and I was sort of thinking of the ones that are more lilting and lovely. You know like...]
La, la, la, la, laughter
Bert: [Oh, yeah. I see.]
Ernie: La, la, la, la, lullaby
Bert: [Oh, like that. Huh?]
Ernie: La, la, la, la, lollypop
Bert: [Ahhhhhh!]
Ernie: La, la, la, la, lights in the sky.
Bert: [Oh! Oh! Ernie, I've got a GREAT 'L' word! This is a beauty. Oh, listen to this.]
La, la, la, LINOLEUM!
Ernie: [Ah, no, Bert, uh..]
Listen to me
'Cause 'L' is such a lovely letter
For words like 'licorice' and 'lace'
The letter 'L' lights up your face
So why not la, la, la, la, laaaaaaaaaaaaah...
Bert: La, la, la, la, laaaaaaah
Ernie: ...with me?
(Bert laughs.)
Uh, huh, that's right, Carter 3, come on
Yea, Yea, walk with me, come, go with me
It's lil' Weezy Baby, ha, ha
And I'm just lightin' up my, la
And I'm just lightin' up my, la
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Yea, yea, yea, 1, 7
Cash money, young money
Born in New Orleans, raised in New Orleans
I will forever remain faithful New Orleans
I thank you New Orleans, thank you Holygrove
That's been my hood since a snotty nose
I come trough the hood suicidal doors
I use to come through the hood on the handle bars
Gat in my draws, money in my pocket
Crack in my jaws, I hope it don't dissolve
And you know I'm duckin' 5, 0 and my moms
Young and quick to go off like car alarms
Now the youngin' keep his mind on the Parmesan
Them other niggas ain't eatin' like a romadon
Spit the shit that make ya feel it in yo' chromosomes
Got my the money put my whole damn corner on
Young Carter part 3 on the corner store
Eagle street, keep it goin' 'til homasome
And I'm just lightin' up my, la
And I'm just lightin' up my, la
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And I'm just lightin' up my, la
Can I kick it?
Can I kick my story to y'all? My glory in God
My faith in my flow
I pray that I go where no other rapper has
And when you're rappin' as vivid as I
And limited as the sky so I study B.I
I bang Tupac, I hum Aaliyah
And soldier slim was a leader
Who am I not to follow greatness?
I give these mc's hell like they all atheists
Tell them hatin' niggas one like they in the matrix
And tell the cops I can buy my own bracelets
I'm a can keep the paper running like a pair of aces
Used to sport the Gucci bucks nigga no laces
Striped polo, five pocket girbaud
Mama got a two totter, I'm rockin' dolo
I used to have the starter jacket with the logo
And the hat, me myself had the no, that's the saints nigga
And I'm just lightin' up my, la
And I'm just lightin' up my, la
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And I'm just lightin' up my, la
Can I kick it?
It's Lil' Wayne and I'm a shine in da rain
Na, nothing gets clear without me signing my name
I'm just head lining da game
Won't quit till I'm a rod and da game
They ridin' da bench, they not and da game
I misplaced the key to da lock and chain
My spot remain like a bleach stain or cranberry
It's murder she wrote like Angela Lanceberry
I remember being small mane
New toys when my momma won a card game
Got my gifts before Christmas
Didn't have to wait for them
I had a 10 speeder scooter and a skateboard
(Ha, haa)
And we moved to the suburbs
Me and lil' Toya Johnson was love birds, aw man
And I swear, I feel born again
Then I walk and I talk to this one
Then I laugh and go to a better one
Hey once you want to get the getty, getty,
And the problem will get real dretty, dretties
WHo feels it lost, and I suppose that you'll never know
Ohh, you'll reap what you sow,
Can't let that come when that peace won't fig row, nooo
La la la la la la la la la la, oh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, oh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, oh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, oh yeah
See them hypocrites they come again
In my discrete dirty lies they might know my friend
Though, a story like that happened
And the one who spilled on him will have a problem
Hey, who feels it lose, and I suppose that they had me talk to stone,
Hoo, you'll reap what you sow but it the one well that you are bound to drop off
WHo feels it lost, and I suppose that you'll never know
Ohh, you'll reap what you sow,
Can't let that come when that peace won't fig row, nooo
La la la la la la la la la la, ooh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, ooh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, ooh yeah
La la la la la la la la la la, ooh yeah
(featuring Play & Will Lean)
[Hook]
Lil' Flip always smokin' that la la la
Will Lean always smokin' that la la la
Play-hef always smokin' that la la la
It's Clover G's and you know my lullaby, come on
Excuse me bitch, you know I'm rich
So don't snitch about how I hustle
Cause I got muscle, skip all that shit
Just gimme a brick bitch
[Will Lean]
I'm a gangsta, it ain't love at first sight
You's a freak so we fucked the first night
I'm in the back seat puffin' that la la la
Me and my niggaz gettin' high high high
You better ask around, that I smokes a pound
Four four desert eagle what I tote around
Nigga, in that Coup de Ville
Hit ya wit the steel nigga let loose ya grill
You choose to squeal, it's the truth I kill
With that infra red beam let loose ya grill nigga
Uh, and I take ya head off when I grab my shit
And start lettin' this lead off
[Hook]
Yeh, you know how we do it man
If you in ya motherfuckin' car
Cut this shit up nigga (cut it up)
[Lil' Flip]
Yeh, we got the dro fire it up
You want me to do it show you gotta wire it up
Go to Western Union and call me back
Gimme the tracking number nigga and I can do that
I need the dro nigga top of the line
You got clothes in yo closet but they not like mine
You got hoes in yo camp but they can't flow like us
You got weed in yo yard but it don't grow like us
Inhale exhale, Sprints and Nextels
Gotta write letters to my niggaz that's in jail (keep ya head up)
Locked up they baby momma knocked up
If niggaz play wid my money my guns get cocked up
I franchise like a Houston Rocket
Every eight months is when I usually drop it
Every eight blunts is when I usually stop it
Every eight glocks is when I usually pop it
[Hook]
[Play]
Ain't wid that huggin' and kissin' and lovin', bitch
I'm wid that smokin' and drinkin'
Cause I gotta keep it thuggin
And I'm bumpin' and grindin'
Got to put the snake to bite
R kel's I'm up all night put up a good fight
If you gon' jack somethin' make sure ya jack good
Cause if not, then I pop and I go get my guns
I rap for Clover G's and I rap for P-T-P
I rap for all them gangstas out there gettin' they cheese
I Double XL or Source to make bread
I need pots a few bricks to go slice my bread
Me Flip and Will will flip and lean on you
Take ya truck that's not ya rap and fuck a rap
After Lil' Flip album ya ass is crap
You know me Play-hef and the tracks we lacin'
Smokin' on that bubble that sticky Canadian bacon
Fuck a lil hand stamp that shit
I'm going in after hitting this ganja
Out to dinner with the hommies grab a table at the comma
I'm a
New millennium Sinatra
Cop a marijuana from your neighborhood rosters
Chiefin'
Feastin'
King of the new school
I'm speaking in tongues
Try translating voodo
Hold up
Let me start again
Undefeated shirt, Levis, and a Mr. Rogers cardigan
Is a hella of a feeling being this fresh
Bitch seem to sit upon my lips call it blistex
Peddling this medical
The presence of a general
Magazine centerfolds
They all up on my genitals
Got the game in the palm of my hands
He snitching wilding out better talk to your man
He bitching cause I ain't got a lot time for this weirdos
Talking shit all up in my ear lobes
I just live life
Tryin do it right
Everyone that hear me say the boy super nice
Put a bitch up on the flight
She going be here by the night
Get some afternoon delight
Only eat it if it's ripe
Call me Stanely steamer I'll be giving her the pipe
When I'm out of town she wanna see me so we skype
She might get obsessed and keep calling
30, 000 feet tom petty free falling
Just laying back letting gravity take it's course
I wanna tell all of my haters the we made it boy
From basement studios to some official shit
From stressed out all the time to I don't give a shit
Used to dream about it
Boy now I'm living it
412 is the most dope syndicate
Had a normal life but now I'm sick of it
Try and spend money just to spend it is ridiculous
If a picture's worth a thousand words
What are they?
And since You're spirit intercedes for me
What do you hear when I pray?
'Cause I'm finding it hard to find the word
to let you know how my heart can hurt
so I'll sing the tune
and let you fill in the words
(Chorus)
La La La
La La La
La La La...
It's comforting to know
My words aren't all You hear
I can talk to You with laughter
And I can talk to you in tears
And I don't have to know just what to say
For You to hear me when I pray
So I'll sing a part and let you read my heart
Transcribed by Jamie Fletcher
I wake up every morning, and there before my eyes.
I find my little darling, sighing good looking sighs.
I kiss his nice face, good morning sir!
He smiles and pulls me closer, says it's me he's living for.
Chorus;
La la la la, la la la, la la la.
I feel his arms wrapped around me.
La la la la, la la la, la la la.
He gives me love, la la la.
He comes every evening, for sure work gets him down.
But right there in the doorway, you know he aint got no frown.
My heart begins to bump, I open the door.
He takes me in his arms, hey!, how could ask for anything more?
Chorus x4.
Credits
Composition:
De La Calva
Arcusa
Julien
Vocals:
Herido por tu adios
Herido mortalmente
Ver que ya no estas
Que voy hacer
Me quiero desaparecer.
como es escribi, ya no vuelvo mas
No se a donde voy, no se a donde vas
Mucha gente a quien hablarle
Pero nada que decir.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la nada que decir
La, la, la, la, la, la, la dime donde vas, yeah
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Y sigue
Sentirme con poder
Quiero sentirme libre
Amar, quie quiera amarme a mi
Sin controlar
Sin tratar de manipular
Por ti yo me canse, y ya no puedo mas
Buscarme otro amor sin dificultad
Quiero vivir dia a dia
No hay mas nada que decir.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la nada que decir
La, la, la, la, la, la, la dime donde vas
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Sigue.
Como te escribi, ya no vuelvo mas
No se a donde voy, no se a donde vas
Mucha gente a quien hablar
Pero nada que decir
La, la, la, la, la, la, la nada que decir
La, la, la, la, la, la,
La, la, la, la, la, la,
La, la, la, la, la, la, la nada que decir
La, la, la, la, la, la, Dime a donde
Dime a donde vas, yeah!
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Nada que decir
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Les troubadours, les malandrins
Me suivent de près
Quand je vais dans la salle de bain
Les canaris et les serins
M'envient ce doux bruit
Que je fais le matin...
Les troubadours le savent bien
Qu'importe l'humeur
Toutes les heures
Sonnent bien
Ils sont pas sourds comme les voisins
Qui pensent que j'déménage
Que je vais pas bien
Qui veulent que j'déménage
Paraît qu' c'est pour mon bien...
Je chante la la la
Sur tous les airs
Et sur tous les tons
Tu n'es pas là là là
Et y'a guère
Que l'écho qui répond
Et j'ai le la bémol
Plaqué au sol...
Depuis j'attends le jour
Où l'air de rien
Tu viendras me faire
De la mousse dans le bain
Dieu sait que les mots d'amour
Ça s'entend de loin
Comme les scènes de ménage
Et les bêtes en cage
Comme les bruits de casserole
Et les rossignols...
Ça fait des la la la
Sur tous les airs
Et sur tous les tons
Tu n'es pas là là là
Et y'a guère
Que l'écho qui répond
Je chante la la la
Des phrases en l'air
Et des sanglots longs
Tu n'es plus là là là
Et la sirène
Se change en poisson...
Et j'ai le la bémol
Plaqué au sol
Et j'ai le la mineur
Plaqué au coeur...
Gotta make the paper
Cant let the paper make me
La di da di da di da
Thug come up in a fresh white benz
Baby mama talkin crazy cause I'm high again
Flow like a motherfucker say it again
20's lookin like OOH
With the guy like who
Back up the bad money,put it in cruise
Gots new jeans,suits and timbaland boots
Get off em',92',all y'all ball
You playin with me,yo,I'm ballin for all
In 96',ok,we made the M-O-N-E-Y again
M-O-N-E-Y,do you see what you like?
Flashin' cars,worries gone,??
Never went to my head,cause I stacked em',yo
Maxed a ho
You could roll by,I lock the door
La Di Da Di Da Di Da,I got alot for sure
Ho,I make the paper,I dont let it make me
I stay runnin through my hood,I dont let it break me
I work to get my cheddar,I ain't get it for free
You can do the same,I do so,so why you hatin on me?
It be,99' we ridin in benz,expo
For the one solo,we ballin in twins
Right up again,we love em,I said it before
Stack your paper when you make it,It be money galore
Let em know,for those who be round my door
If it aint about the dollar,then it really aint low
In my early life,they told me I was chasin a dream
Because I wanted everything that I seen on the screen
Big home,diamonds,furs,and even them drop tops
I went from ??,little red model and I-Roc
I used to,drive my friends,to rollerskating,use my vocal chords
Choosin ya know,now im on the production board
Took the benz down until my feet touched the ground
And when the heat touched the ground,they had to sit me down
But the problem changed now
At First I started hustling,fuck struggling
I rather throw bricks,steady smuggling
I was down for an ounce,7 years no parole
It's bad and it's cold,mature getting old
And if you didnt know,now you know
Easy gettin slow,now i'm gettin paid for my show
Chicago, can we make g's?
Houston, can we make g's?
Atlanta, can we make g's?
Cleveland and New York, can we make g's?
Milwaukee, can we make g's?
LA, can we make g's?
You and me, can we make g's?
Dallas and St.Louis, can we make g's?
San Antonio, can we make g's?
Louisiana, can we make g's?
Florida, can we make g's?
Jacksonville, could we make g's?
Indiana, can we make g's?
Memphis, can we make g's?
It's another one of them smoking songs, ya know what I'm saying?
Where my pot heads at?
Right here aha, yeah, yeah, CT, check it
We rollin trees and smokin la la la la la
Another weed song from me
Burning more trees than Cheech Chong
Red and Meth or roll together in the same L
We smoke blunts all day you can't tell? Hell
I'm stompin in with my boots on
Rollin to the diner with my half off coupon
Fuck, I been burnin since I was newborn
So high flying through space with Jimmy Neutron
That's how I do mon, rock the rhythm
You would think I had a mother fucking pot prescription
Like the doctor's flippin
My grass stay fresh cut, sticky icky wet stuff, put it in the next dutch
But last time I had a checkup, the doc said my brain was not fully developed
Fuck, but it just don't matter, I'm a half to roll the next blunt fatter hah
[Chorus:]
La la la la la
Just break it up and smoke that la la la la la
Now twist it up and smoke that la la la la la
Now light it up and smoke that la la la la la
And then you keep on burnin
The way this weed hit your chest should invest in Kevlar
Chillin on Saturn, cruisin in the XR
Everyday I got the best bars
And the best weed same color as Reptar
Yes, we stay lightin up the purple
In my own entourage smoking like Turtle
Fuck all the commercials, they all straight lies
Actin like I'm gonna kill a mother fucker cause I'm high
The most I'm likely to do is open the fridge, chill on the couch, and never end up leaving my crib, shit
But that's just how I do
Stay high, seeing from my birds eye view
I walk into a room and everybody starts sniffin
"Like, oh my God, I can guarantee that's Christian, "
"It's nine in the morning yo what the fuck's with him? "
And I'm like, "Chill! I've got a weed addiction like."
[Chorus]
We lightin ganja ganja, every day we burn dutchies
And then we stay around more trees than Fern Gully
I earn money, spend on weed, and burn money
Got the dice in my hand, can't take my turn from me
I rip like a beast when I hit the beats
But it's just weed when they say I'm equipped with heat, please
Shit's leaving you in disbelief
I'm that monster at your door, bitch, trick-or-treat
The way I freestyle, shit, it really baffles me
Cause I'm a pot head, call me Johnny Appleseed
I got a dub and a dutch, let's roll and spark
Til we start to see shit like Joan of Arc
I know I'm smart, I know I'm nice
That's why you can't see me like a poltergeist
Smokin la la la, give that bowl a light
Grab the bong even tighter than I hold the mic, like
Para bailar la bamba
Para bailar la bamba
Se necesita una poca de gracia
Una poca de gracia pa mi pa ti
Y arriba y arriba
Ay arriba y arriba
Por ti sere, por ti sere, por ti sere
Yo no soy marinero
Yo no soy marinero, soy capitan
Soy capitan, soy capitan
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
Bamba
Para bailar la bamba
Para bailar la bamba
Se necesita una poca de gracia
Una poca de gracia pa mi pa ti
Ay y arriba y arriba
Para bailar la bamba
Para bailar la bamba
Se necesita una poca de gracia
Una poca de gracia pa mi pa ti
Y arriba y arriba
Ay arriba y arriba
Por ti sere, por ti sere, por ti sere
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
(Album Version:)
Para bailar la bamba
Para bailar la bamba
Se necesita
Una poca de gracia
Una poca de gracia
Y otra cosita
Arriba y arriba
Ay arriba y arriba ire
Asi se canta La Bamba
Asi se canta La Bamba
En East L.A.
En East L.A.
En East L.A.
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
Que La Bamba es el himno
Que La Bamba es el himno
Veracruzano
Como hermano la canto
Como hermano la canto
A lo Chicano
Arriba, arriba
Ay arriba, arriba
Arriba andando
Esta Bamba Los Lobos
Esta Bamba Los Lobos
Estan tocando
Estan tocando
Estan tocando
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
La, la, la, put it in the air, blunt so thick, got it looking like a flare
Eyes sitting low like I'm looking at a glare
Got your bitch in the stands and she's looking at a player
I never gave a fuck and I really don't care
Running circles round you niggas but you're really just squares
And you can't see me nigga cause your vision's impaired
I look better in the front like a set of veneers
tell them hoes, bite down down, flights out, all black, lights out
You know what it is, no time outs
Bitches going down, fly south
You getting played by the doorman
While I'm in this bitch getting paid for performing
Big bang 808, knock like the Mormons
See a bunch of hoes told the girls to bring more in
You already know where I'm from so go ahead take another hit...
I see you on the silent, this pack got me singing to the sky light
This pack got me singing to the sky light, this pack got me singing to the sky light
I just need a little time to get my mind right
See a couple pretty dimes looking fine like
Holly, more than her body, just roll up about to blow up like Saudi(boom)
find me, riding in space with Wall-e, running from the cops like rodney, don't mind me
Cause I ain't psychic, I'm just doing it like Nike
Sitting on a cloud like Zeus, just skypin
And I swear my bitch bad like Aphrodite
fiesty, up through the nightly, Batman shorty,
tell her turn around and I back stabbed shorty
Put her right to sleep, yeah, a knapsack shorty,
and I roll another one like a fat ass hoagie
Said I'm on some no buffer shit,
you should get a load of it
Great, anything less will be lonely
We welcome to the la, la, la one from nigger all I have
La, la, la, tell them
You already know where I'm from so go ahead take another hit...
I see you on the silent, this pack got me singing to the sky light
This pack got me singing to the sky light, this pack got me singing to the sky light
I just need a little time to get my mind right
See a couple pretty girls looking fine light, looking fine light
Can't even hang out with friends
Without you blowing up my phone
Why you all in my ear?
Like where am I and when am I coming home?
Why you listening to your friends?
They don't wanna see us be
Boy, you better take it slow, or I'll be history
You've got to give me my space
So quick to calling my name
Boy, you better recognize
My love is one of a kind
You drive me up to the ceiling
Boy, there's no need for the screaming
You know that you are my world
But I'm sick and tired of the
La, la, la, la
That's all I hear you saying, la, la, la, la
Tired of the complaining, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
So why you up in my ear?
So I went out to club
I just wanna have some fun
I guess someone told you
I was with some other boy
'Cause when I got back home
Put my foot through the door
All the lights came on
Then came the la, la, la, la
You've got to give me my space
So quick to calling my name
Boy, you better recognize
My love is one of a kind
You drive me up to the ceiling
Boy, there's no need for the screaming
You know that you are my world
But I'm sick and tired of the
La, la, la, la
That's all I hear you saying, la, la, la, la
Tired of the complaining, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
So why you up in my ear?
Why you up in my ear?
Why you up in my ear?
Why you up in my ear? Oh
Why you up in my ear?
Why you up in my ear?
Why you up in my ear?
(Break it down)
La, la, la, la
That's all I hear you saying, la, la, la, la
Tired of the complaining, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
So why you up in my ear?
(Break it down)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
So why you up in my ear?
We got wicked ways,
For your sunny days,
We got murder for your birthday parties
Yeah, we see diamonds fall,
Got our dicks topped off,
But we still can't wait to be dead bodies
Knowin' my claim to fame is this game I slang
So many snakes spittin' venom, speakin' my name in vein
Through the storm and rain, shotgun thunderin' pain
Tell me, am I to blame if I blow out your brains?
On every bitch ass nigga like you cause it's bitch ass nigga like you siezin'
Give me one good reason I should not be squeezin'
Im a real sick fella, big fella
You got a lotta lip for a nigga that ain't shit fella
Always been about my hustle, been about my money
It ain't all about rhyme and I ain't never act funny
But these bitch ass niggas in this game unreal
Quick to flip the fuckin' script for the mass appeal
But once they blood gets spilled, let's see how many feel
Who am I? The pretty boy, the city boy
That they gotta die for anotha shady record deal
The sniff a coke up off ya titty boy, the gritty boy
The never actin hostity boy
The hold it down with me boy
I seek and destroy
I get paid to employ you so I must employ
MCs enjoy my style but yet they still annoy me
La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, Laaaa
(Come on ya'll, come on)
La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, Laaaa
Fuck what you do, you so fake
Everything you do, everything you make
Still suicidal, how much can I take?
The world on my shoulda hold down the weight
Pressure can bust a pipe but I will not break
Forget the type of shit where you can't relate
Money hungry niggas out her will snatch ya plate
The greedy never care about if you ain't ate
Try gettin' out the game before it's too late
Or before The Wraith come and seal ya fate
Still knock knock knockin on Heaven'sGates
And you can't get in for sellin' cakes
For, for sellin' cakes
For, for sellin' cakes
Or, or sniffin' flakes
Or, or sniffin' flakes
Or, or sniffin' flakes
For, for sellin' cakes
For, for, for, for, for, for sellin' cakes
La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, Laaaa
La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, Laaaa
We got wicked ways,
For your sunny days,
We got murder for your birthday parties
Yeah, we see diamonds fall,
Got our dicks topped off,
But we still can't wait to be dead bodies
La, La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, Laaaa
La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, Laaaa
We got wicked ways,
For your sunny days,
Got our dicks topped off,
We got murder for your birthday parties
Yeah, we see diamonds fall,
But we still can't wait to be dead bodies
For, for sellin' cakes
Or, or sniffin' flakes
Or, or sniffin' flakes
For, for sellin' cakes
For, for sellin' cakes
Or, or sniffin' flakes
For, for, for, for, for, for sellin' cakes
La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, Laaaa
La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, Laaaa
We got wicked ways,
For your sunny days,
We got murder for your birthday parties
Yeah, we see diamonds fall,
Got our dicks topped off,
But we still can't wait to
be dead bodies
For, for sellin' cakes
Or, or sniffin' flakes
For, for sellin' cakes
Or, or sniffin' flakes
For, for sellin' cakes
Or, or sniffin' flakes
Ladies and gentlemen
Are you ready for this one?
Coming back with a different swag
Flying high with the UK flag
I'm in America, brand new tracks
Lady MC with the?
I'm making delicate diamond hits
Transatlantic?
Can you hear m e 1, 2, check
And in my Carnegie dress I rock with the best
I bit the apple of pop pop music
I've been chained up and then?
Wanna get out, wanna get down
Then if you hear me let me hear it out
I'm breaking out
Come if you dare
Let's paint this down
Hands in the air
It's going down
Oh not, oh yeah, oh yeah
If you're with me let me hear you say
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
Here we go now
I'm hearing you, hot speaker?
I'm now an animal that's out of control
It's just how I roll, back to the? with Alesha?
Set the? DJ is being next
See the people jump up, see you're impressed
Can you hear me 1, 2, check
Can you hear me 1, 2, check
Knocking it down and I'm taking a risk
Putting it back to the rhythm of this
Back in the club tearing it up
You wanna see me, yeah, you wanna touch
I'm breaking out
Come if you dare
Let's paint this down
Hands in the air
It's going down
Oh not, oh yeah, oh yeah
If you're with me let me hear you say
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
It's a party, all the girls being dressed in Bvlgari
Looking out like it's a safari
Ready to bounce, ready to crank this party
Feeling the drum... the base for me
I'm on a new tip fresh like my lipstick
Cherry bomb that crack goes ballistic
Don't wanna miss this, yeah you wanna kiss this
I'll be the priority on everybody's guest lists
Oh yeah Oh oh
If you're with me let me hear you say
I'm breaking out
Come if you dare
Let's paint this down
Hands in the air
It's going down
Oh not, oh yeah, oh yeah
If you're with me let me hear you say
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I feel like I've just seen the sun for the first time
You make my life bright cuz you shine
It's me and you baby, it's our time
I'm livin my dream girl cuz you mine
You got me skipping down the street
And singin love songs all outta key
I didn't smoke nothin, but i feel so high
And i know why
It's a love thang, it's got to be
Your hearts all locked and i got the key
It feels like i just won the lottery
Cuz i got my girl and she got me
You my new obsession, all i want to do, you my new obsession girl
[chorus:]
I feel on top of the world witcha baby, I wanna dance and party tonight
I feel on top of the world with my lady, I'm gonna rock your body all night
She make me wanna say la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, ohh
I can't get you out my mind, everything you do is feelin right
Remember that way you caught my eye?, I remember that way you was walking by
ooh girl watch out now, you looked at me, turned around and smiled
Gave me eyes, my heart went wild, hypnotized this love starts now
And how do i know your real, it really doesn't matter it's the way i feel
You make me feel super like the man of steel
You got me going stupid picking daffodils
You my new obsession, all i want to do, you my new obsession girl
[chorus:]
I feel on top of the world witcha baby, I wanna dance and party tonight
I feel on top of the world with my lady, I'm gonna rock your body all night
She make me wanna say La la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, hey, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la
you my new obsession, you my new obsession, you my new obsession, you my new obsession, you my new obsession, all i want to do, you my new obsession girl
I feel on top of the world witcha baby, I wanna dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance da da da da da da da dance dance dance dance dance dance dance dance,
I feel on top of the world with you baby,
I wanna dance and party tonight.
I feel on top of the world with my lady,
La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la
La la la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
Make yourself free, make yourself grow
Come on up into the attic, come and see the glow up
Pretty Adiel kissing everyone she doesn't know
And the pigs are eating popcorn, selling tickets to the show
Give yourself away, feel the wind blow
Watching movies on the ceiling, all the R.E.S we know
If there's someone you don't like you don't have to say hello
There's no reason you should leave, there's no reason you should go
La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la
La la la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
Take yourself out here to Tambourine
We have bloated up your eyes and fetching tenderines
If you open up your box you'll find a time machine
If you'll try to find a scratch, there'll be no signs where you have been
Give yourself up, make yourself seen
Don't tll us that you can't believe is sampling
La la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la
La la la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
La la la la, la la la la la, la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la, la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
La la la la, la la la la la, la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la, la la la, come on, come on, come on, come on
La la la...
I get this feeling when i wake up late at night
Yeah you know, you ever wake up
And just a-frightened feeling down in your soul?
And you know you're gonna find pretty love most of the time
I don't give a damn either way
'cause pretty soon you're gonna be with us
And no lights are gonna shine on us
There's no prison, hate, hunger, or greed
You can come on over until you can see
Woke up and? made me
Yes, and sometimes that's gonna break me
It's so cold and lonely, and i just need some sun
So whatcha gonna do
When it seems like everything's comin' after you?
You just gotta dig in your heals again (again, again, again)
'cause pretty soon you're gonna be with us
And the lights are gonna shine on us
There's no prison, hate, hunger, or greed
You can come along until you, you'll see
You need to come bury your, go bury your favorite toys
Very own, your very own favorite toys
And i don't know what anybody's gonna say
If this whole thing just goes up and blows away
Yeah, i know you listen to what you heard
But you didn't hear a word
Oh it's pleasant sometimes
So satisfying to spend this time with you
'cause pretty soon you're gonna be with us
And the lights are gonna shine on us
There's no prison, hate, hunger, or greed
You can come along until you, you'll see
La la la...
La la la...
? this one time you'll see
Yeah you never think? me
'cause the lights are gonna shine on us
Fizz- Yea.yea whooo. Such a beautiful thang
Come in my crib u sweet and sexy succulent thang (lol)
Sit on my couch ma, uh, kick ya feet up
Roll dat weed up...
I don't smoke but u blaze if u want 2
U have now entered a Fizzle party
Dis is for my hood chicks, model chicks, stripper girls holla 4 me
Lift up ya ronzay, stronjay Mami show me
(Strange' - From Movie Boomer-Rang)
Natural braids, weaves, and blonde streaks
U all look good so tell me who wanna freak?
I'm hot me wanna leak on da streets like 50
Down low whateva, dub girl whateva
Tell a friend, tell her friend, to tell friend....
I'm here with Chrissy
You should bring some Pull-ups 'cause u might get pissy
Smooch smooch, Kiss kissy, touchy touch
Fizz with a flock of freaks
I'm so lucky
Absolutely she's afro-centric
Her friends a bugaboo
And d**n she's relentless
Staggering titti poppin out her blouse
Loud shoutin through my house
Hurlin all over my couch
Take her upstairs
Lay her in my guest room
Come show me Luv ma
Let the party resume
(yea, yea we here)
Boog n Fizz (Chorus)
Uh, To all my thug misses
My bust slug misses
Yo, my hold a dub misses
Uh, my push drug misses
To all my thug misses
My bust slug misses
Yo, my hold a dub misses
Uh, yo my push drug misses
Yea, yea, yea, yea...uh uh uh
I'm da science behind mackin it's evident
I'm selling records besides rappin, it's evident
I'm workin chickens to da hottest caliber women
I see you eye screwin
U hate seeing me grinning
And it's a pain in da ass to walk through the mall
In footlocker, tryin to buy a shoes
Chicks shocked and appalled
Living my life like a Jackson or an Osborne
The way they interact with me is like watchin soft porn
I'm throwin lingerie parties in my condo now
And these broads hold a bottle now
I invite more than models now
I bring da projects 2
My edge mar (or Ang Mar as in Angie M.) chicks hold me down, Jea!
Im the perfect example of Robin Hood
Sold a million
But I'm not a product of Hollywood
Six packs uh, Stretch marks yea
U still a queen me
U on my team ma
Chorus 2X
If I hate on u, I give u some fame
If I remain silent, you smother in shame
Why should I bring beef, To a vegetable
U just another tax write off
Next 2 go
Ya label got u gased up like Texaco
I got fans from Asia to Mexico
Uh, Women makin a hundred thou (thousand) a year
Wit game so sincere, spittin in my young ear
Tellin my this, tellin me that
But they really wanna know if our incomes match
That's how it is homie
They can't do nuttin fo me
U luv me long time
U do da best to show me
'cause everyday is an audition
U on a mission wishin
We go beyond cheek 2 cheek kissin
But imagination stimulates the mind
We see who your are with time
We're just three white rich kids bitching 'bout the world
We think we've got problems - we ain't got problems
The man in the oily coat shouting at the world
Should we try to see him or only stop his screaming
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la - so goes our song
We say the grass on the other side's colored by war
We think we really see this but do we really see it
The only green that matters in this cardboard world
Always ready to condemn it but still we're soaking in it
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la - tell you Madge knows
When you're seething with attitude
Or breathing for multitudes
Be sure to call your mom
I know she'll come along
And help you to be strong
When you need another loan
When you're breathing with attitude
Or seething for multitudes
Be sure to call your mom
I know she'll come along
When you need another loan
'Cause you want to buy this song
We're just three white rich kids bitching 'bout the world
We think we've got problems - we ain't got problems
The man in the oily coat shouting at the world
Ready to condemn him, still we're soaking in it
And it's a secret test
Go and talk to the West
It's just another dime in vain
You've got to feed the little dog when he comes to you
pat the little cat when it comes to you
na na na
You've got to sing along with birdie when it comes to you
- invite all your friends to party with you
Oh the hands of time won't stop for me
And I've asked a thousand hundred times
And my mouth won't do what my mind is ordering
Well you said that I'm
that I'm still quite young
Then why am I feeling old?
And the days are passing by with hurry inside
La lalala la la la...
La lalala la la la...
And the god of all in who I don't believe
And they're telling me that he can hear me
Well I can't see any change in my rutine
And the memories taking place in me
Feeling like a guitar string
When it sounds so out of tune
La lalala la la la...
Oh the hands of time won't stop for me
And I've asked a thousand hundred times
And my mouth won't do what my mind is ordering!
Well you said that I'm
that I'm now to old
Then why am I feeling young?
And the days won't ever ever ever pass!
[Jay-Z]
Whooo! Whooo!
[Chorus]
Memph Bleek always smoking that La, La, La
Beanie Sigel always smoking that La, La, La
Neptunes track smoke like La, La, La
It's the ROC baby sing our Lulla-Bye (C'mon)
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singing let's get right tonight
Mami
[Verse 1]
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some you little bums
I take the cake from under the bakers thumb
I bake the cake and two it up from one
Then I moved to weight like I'm Oprah's son
Uh, I show you how to do this son
Young don't mess with chicks in Burberry Paddings
Fake Menolo's boots straight from Steve Madden
He tatted his-self, as the rap J.F.K.
You wanna pass for my Jaqueline, Onassis, then
Hop ya ass out that S-Class
Lay back in the Maybach, roll the best grass, I ask
Have you in your long-legged life
Ever seen a watch surrounded by this much pink ice
Look but don't touch, muthafucka think twice
Cuz this gat that I clutch gotta little red light
Need a light?
(To smoke that La, La, La)
[Chorus 2]
Beanie Sigel always smoking that La, La, La
Memph Bleek always smoking that La, La, La
It's the ROC mami sing our Lulla-Bye
C'mon
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singing let's get right tonight
Mami
[Verse 2]
We got brothers full of Army, Mami's in Manolo
Bags by Chanel or Louis Vuitton logo's
All attracted to Hov because they know dough
When they see him, whips be European
If your a 10 chances your with him
If your a 5 you know you ridin' with them
Sick with the pen nigga no physician, in the world could fix him
No prescription, you can prescribe to subside his affliction
He's not a sane man, he's more like the Reign Man twitchin'
You can't Reign Dance on this picnic
No Haitian foodle, no headless chicken
Can dead or sickness, no Quiji board
You can't see me dawg, niggaz ya CB-4
This ain't Chris Rock bitch, it's the ROC bitch
And I'm the Franchise like the Houston Rockets
Yah'Mean
[Chorus 3]
Still smokin' that La, La, La
Memph Bleek still smokin' that La, La, La
Beanie Sigel Desert Eagle the .45
It's the ROC baby sing our Lulla-Bye
C'mon
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singing let's get right tonight
Mami
[Verse 3]
Forget English, talk body language
I be all over mami's like body paintigs
Pink Diamond necklace, strawberry wrist
Please excuse yourself, your very sick
Don't confuse me with Marbury out this bitch
Wanna ball me at the light, you could lose your life
Muthafucka's must be smokin' they La, La, La or crack
.45 gun smoke, choke off that
Let's get back to the music, I ain't with all that
Plus the fedz tappin' my music, yall get all that?
I'm THEE! public industry #1
Public industry #2 is my whole crew (R.O.C.!)
Now I ain't down with who like me or who like you
That's gay, I ain't into liking dudes no way
But get a pen, I can tell you pricks my plans for the future
I never make the news again, my manage use ya
[Chorus 3]
As we, smoke that La, La, La
Memph Bleek still smokin' that La, La, La
Beanie Sigel Desert Eagle the .45
It's the ROC bitch sing our Lulla-Bye
C'mon
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all the singing let's get right tonight
Mami
[Pharrell Williams{of the Neptunes}]
Well watch me now
Uh!
Ho!, Ho!
C'mon
Do you want me to do it
Well watch me now
i like bums
they like me
because i like then
me goto felx the one
4 you to touch my bum
we are the stupid girls
you are the clever boys
we are the stupid girls
you are the clever boys
we are the stupid girls
you are the clever boys
Hey Plop, 'k heb een liedje geschreven
Kijk 't staat hier op dit blad
Plopperdeplop, er staat alleen la la la op dat blad
Ja klop ja, ja heb ik geschreven ja
Oeley et alei, la la la, he,
ik word daar zo moe van van la la la
La la la la...
Plopperde plopperdeplop
Plopperde plopperdeplop
Plopperde plopperdeplop
Plopperde plopperdeplop
Plop! plop!, plop! plop!
Plop! plop!, plop! plop!
Het is fijn, het is fijn
Een kaboutertje te zijn
La la la la...
Plopperde plopperdeplop
Plopperde plopperdeplop
Plopperde plopperdeplop
Plopperde plopperdeplop
Plop! plop!, plop! plop!
Plop! plop!, plop! plop!
Het is fijn, het is fijn
Een kaboutertje te zijn
La la la la...
La la la la...
Sing it "la-la x2 to my lover x2
Sing it "la-la x2 to my lover x2
Machikirenai friday night la-la issoku tobi my delight
Mada namae mo shiranai I wanna call you my baby boy
Motto chikadzuite yo la-la itteru noni with my eyes
Mayotteru no nanika? mawari no shisen toka?
Sukyandaru dake wo tanoshimi ni shiteru
Taikutsu na boys & girls mezatoku sawagidasu
Hayaku koko kara tsuredashite yo
Ki ga kawaru mae ni what they talk about us?
*1 sing it "la-la x2 me wo tojite
To my lover x2 fumidashite
Sing it "la-la x2 kono koe wo
To my lover x2 shinjite mite
Yoru mo fukete friday night la-la dekigoto just tonight
Uwasa kakemegutte you can call me your baby girl
Betsu ni shiritakunai la-la mendou na koto 'bout you
Shinpai shiteru nara kaerinasai imasugu
Sukyandaru dake ni me wo hikaraseru
Koukishin boys & girls onaji ni shinaide
Chuukoku nante ki ni shite itara
Nani mo dekinai shi what they talk about us
*2 sing it "la-la x2 mada yoru wa
To my lover x2 owaranai
Sing it "la-la x2 kono saki wa
To my lover x2 dare mo shiranai
Sukyandaru dake wo tanoshimi ni shiteru
Machikirenai saturday night
Sukyandaru dake ni me wo hikaraseru
Yoru mo fukete friday night
I can't imagine how it would be
(without you here)
I heard all the people say that you're really
(in love with me)
Please tell me you feel the same way too, that you're
(still wanting me)
If you don't please let me know
So I can be all alone
Day and night, I sit and wait
Wondering if
Will there ever be a day
When I get over your love
Will I get over your touch
Will I get over the way you used to love me
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter how many men I meet
There's something about you
Something about your smile that makes me weak
When you call my name
The sound of your voice, it lifts me off my feet
If music were love
The thought of you would always make me sing
la la la
la la la
la la la la la
la la la
la la la
la la la la la la, ahhh
You're on my mind
(you're on my mind, baby, constantly)
I'm in a daze
(I'm in a daze so won't you rescue me)
You're in my dreams
(you're haunting me, you keep haunting me)
You're all I need
It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter how many men I meet
(brings me back to you)
There's something about you
Something about your smile that makes me weak
(brings me back to you)
When you call my name
The sound of your voice, oh boy, it makes me weak
(brings me back to you)
If music were love
The thought of you would always make me sing
la la la
la la la
la la la la la
la la la
la la la
la la la la la la, ahhh
You're on my mind
(you're on my mind, baby, constantly)
I'm in a daze
(I'm in a daze so strong won't you rescue me)
You're in my dreams
(you're haunting me, you keep haunting me)
You're all I need, yeah
Chorus:
You make me so .. La La La
You make me go .. La La La
I lost control .. La la La
Do you wanna know .. La La La
Don’t wanna let you go, don’t wanna let you go
Promises baby, truth and lies
You mixed them up, till they were disguised
Two faced you, I can see through you, through you
Chorus:
You make me so .. La La La
You make me go … La La La
I lose control … La la La
Do you wanna know … La La La
Don’t wanna let you go, don’t wanna let you go
How can I lose what I never had?
You treated me good and yet so bad
I was happy, now I’m sad
Cause I’m lonely too
I can see through you, though you
Chorus:
You make me so … La La La
You make me go … La La La
I lost control … La la La
Do you wanna know … La La La
Don’t wanna let you go, don’t wanna let you go
All this time I’ve been walking blind
But now I know that you were never mine
Gotta find the real me inside, here in your shadow I don’t wanna hide no more
But I’m so lonely, oh I’m so lonely without you here
Chorus:
You make me so … La La La
You make me go … La La La
I lose control … La la La
Do you wanna know … La La La
Don’t wanna let you go, don’t wanna let you go
I still love you
I still love you
Walked into the party and all I hear is kick drum
Take a couple down, now I'm feeling like the devil, son
Well all I wanna do is creep up next to you,
She said 'I heard that you were wild, ' girl I, I'll take you to the zoo
She was looking great, like a case full of dynamite
I've got a single match, for your fuse that I wanna light
And baby, when we're through, you'll get my name tattooed
She said 'I heard about your tricks, ' girl the rumours, they are all true
And I'm a bomb singing la la la la la la, la la la la la la la
And all the kids are singing la la la la la la, la la la la la la oh
Tonight is the night that I'm making you say wow
She looked me in the eyes and said 'you did all of the right stuff'
Locked us in a room, couldn't take our clothes off fast enough
And baby if you're down, we could turn this world around
She said 'I think that you're the one, '
It'd be better if you didn't make a sound
And I'm a bomb singing la la la la la la, la la la la la la la
And all the kids are singing la la la la la la, la la la la la la oh
Tonight is the night that I'm making you say 'ou'
Things were getting hot and I always leave my socks on,
Got no time for breaks, 'cause we only have all night long
Baby if you're cool, we can do it all times two
She said 'can I bring my friend, Michelle?', well alright
And I'm a bomb singing la la la la la la, la la la la la la la
And all the kids are singing la la la la la la, la la la la la la oh
Tonight is the night that I'm making you say 'oh'
(Suga! Jah! I say all around the world... rastafari)
Dem a walk and-a talk bout this-a one
Dem a laugh and go on bout dat-a one
Eyyy
Wat you want ya cyant get-ty, getty
And the problem will get real dready, dready
Sing
tropical:
Who feels it knows, and I suppose that you never know, oooh
You reap what you sow
Can't plant the corn where the peas want fi grow, nooo
La la la la lalalalalala
Oh, yeah (x4)
See them hypocrites, dem come again
Dem a spread dirty lies, them a know mi friend
Throw a stone inna di hog pen
And the one who squeal on him will have a problem
Eyyy
Who feels it knows, and I suppose the hog made out of stone, oooh
You reap what you sow
but it-a go no well but a bount fi drop out, ting (?)
Who feels it knows, and I suppose that you never know, oooh
You reap what you sow
Can't plant the corn where the peas want fi grow
La la la la lalalalalala
Oh yeah (x4)
We like to do a little song
`twas make you clap your hands stomp your feets
and in a matter of fact I will turn you on
Refrain:
la La La La La
La La La La La
La La La La La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La La La La
Come on and get your soul
Are you ready to go now
Come on and get your girl, now sheïs already to go
I said
La La La La La 2x
Solo
Come on and clap your hands
I said clap your hands, now
Oh Oh girl, I said : Clap your hands now
Plötzlich fing es an
Niemand weiß. wieso und wann
Doch man hört es mehr und mehr
Und der text ist gar nicht schwer
Nein:
Es singt der maurer
Wenn der schippt und einen kippt
Und wenn sie tippt
Die sekretärin: la la la.
Es singt die hausfrau unbeschwert hinter dem herd
Und auch der zahnarzt
Wenn er bohrt
Singt: la la la.
Es singt der hausfreund
Gottseidank
Versteckt im schrank
Und auf der bank singt der kassierer: la la la.
Es singt das baby auf dem topf schon aus dem kopf
Und auch die mädchen auf st.pauli: la la la.
Es singt beim nachtmarsch der rekrut unausgeruht
Und auch der spieß singt beim appell nur: la la la.
Es singt der koch mit vollem mund
Und ohne grund
Singt auch der kellner
Wenn er rechnet: la la la.
Es singt der bauer und der knecht gar nicht so schlecht
Sogar der hund
Der sonst bellt
Singt: la la la.
Es singt das stadion im chor und fällt ein tor
Singt auch der fußballtrainer lauthals: la la la.
Im parlament und vor gericht
Wenn einer spricht
Dann singt das ganze hohe haus nur: la la la.
Egal ob kind
Ob frau
Ob mann es steckt uns an
Und es klingt schöner als so manches blablabla.
Egal ob kind
Ob frau
Ob mann es steckt uns an
Und es klingt schöner als so manches blablabla.
Diese sonnentage denken
Und dann glaub' ich wieder
Daß es weitergeht.
