James Thomas "Jimmy" Fallon, Jr. (born September 19, 1974) is an American actor, comedian, singer, musician and television host. He currently hosts Late Night with Jimmy Fallon, a late-night talk show that airs Monday through Friday on NBC. Prior to that he appeared in several films, and was best known as a cast member on Saturday Night Live from 1998–2004.
James Thomas Fallon, Jr., was born in Brooklyn, New York. Jimmy is the son of Gloria and James Fallon, Sr., who is a Vietnam War veteran. His family later settled in Saugerties, New York, while his father worked at IBM in nearby Kingston, New York. He is of Irish descent. As a child, he and his older sister, Gloria, would reenact the “clean parts” of Saturday Night Live that his parents had taped for him. Fallon was such a fan of Saturday Night Live that he made a weekly event of watching it in his dormitory during college. In his teens, he impressed his parents with different impersonations, the first being of James Cagney. He was also musically inclined, and started playing guitar at age 13. He would go on to mix comedy and music in contests and shows.
Jennifer Lynn Lopez (born July 24, 1969) is an American actress, businesswoman, dancer and recording artist. Often referred to as J.Lo, she is reportedly the highest earning actress of Latin descent. Born and raised in The Bronx, New York, she enrolled in singing and dancing classes as a child and grew up in a musically influenced household. She started her career as a fly girl on the television comedy program In Living Color and a back-up dancer for Janet Jackson. Lopez gained recognition in the action-thriller Money Train (1995). Her first leading role was in the biographical film Selena (1997), which was her breakthrough role, earning her an ALMA Award for Outstanding Actress and Golden Globe nomination. She earned her second ALMA Award for her performance in Out of Sight (1998), which made her the highest-paid Latin actress. She has since appeared in various films including The Cell (2000), The Wedding Planner (2001), Maid in Manhattan (2002), Shall We Dance? (2004), Monster-in-Law (2005), The Back-up Plan (2010) and What to Expect When You're Expecting (2012).
John William "Will" Ferrell (/ˈfɛrəl/; born July 16, 1967) is an American comedian, impressionist, actor, and writer. Ferrell first established himself in the mid 1990s as a cast member on the NBC sketch comedy show Saturday Night Live, and has subsequently starred in the comedy films Old School, Elf, Anchorman, Talladega Nights, Stranger than Fiction, Blades of Glory, Semi-Pro, and The Other Guys. He is considered a member of the "Frat Pack", a generation of leading Hollywood comic actors who emerged in the late 1990s and the 2000s, including Jack Black, Ben Stiller, Steve Carell, Vince Vaughn, and brothers Owen and Luke Wilson.
Ferrell was born in Irvine, California, the son of Betty Kay (née Overman), a teacher who taught at Old Mill School elementary school and Santa Ana College, and Roy Lee Ferrell, Jr., a musician with The Righteous Brothers. His parents were both natives of Roanoke Rapids, North Carolina, and moved to California in 1964; Ferrell has Irish ancestry. Ferrell has a younger brother, Patrick. When he was 8, his parents divorced. Ferrell said of the divorce, "I was the type of kid who would say, 'Hey Look at the bright side! We'll have two Christmases.'" The divorce was amicable and both parents were committed to their children. The biggest problem was Lee's line of work. As a person in show business, his paychecks were never steady and he was gone from home months at a time. Growing up in the environment made Ferrell not want to go into show business, but get a steady job.
Robert Edward Davis (born 28 December 1979), better known by his stage name B-Tight, is a Gangsta rapper, who grew up in Berlin, Germany.
Davis was born in the Palm Springs, California to a German mother and an African American father, but he grew up in Germany.
When he was younger he initially wanted to become a professional basketball player, however a freak groin injury prevented him from doing so. Davis grew up in Märkisches Viertel in Berlin, where he also met his later roommate and rap partner Sido, which whom he formed the duo A.i.d.S and they began to write song lyrics. The beats being made on a PlayStation.
Davis and Sido released their first demo album, Wissen Flow Talent, over hip hop label Royal Bunker, as duo called Royal TS. It follows more demo recordings of them, joined by Vokalmatador and Rhymin Simon. Later they formed group Die Sekte, but however they broke up in 2000. In the same year, released Davis' first release B-Tight sein Album as demo tape.
In 2001, B-Tight signed in January to Berlin-based label Aggro Berlin, as well as Sido. Both rapper released their EP Das Mic und ich as Royal TS and the labels official first release. B-Tight released his EP Der Neger (in mir), in 2002, but it caused controversies as its hard and aggressive song lyrics, which were typical for the labels music style. Later rapper Bushido signed, who joined B-Tight and Sido.
She's speeding up
Yeah - Yeah - Tell me what you want me to be
What you want me to be
What you want me to be - Ooh
I am tight - Yeah - Fuckin' right - Ooh
Tell me what you want me to be
What you want me to be
What you want me to be - Ooh
I could be the one turned on
All you niggas in the back, come and jack me off
Yeah - So I could be the one that you wanted - You want
I could be the one that you want
So what the fuck y'all - Get down
Yeah - Ooh - I am tight - Yeah - Fuckin' Right - Ooh
Tell me what you want me to be
What you want me to be
What you want me to be - Ooh
Now I could be the one on time
I'm the one who isn't really there
I am the light, dischord, and rhyme
I am the one who isn't anywhere
I am tight - yeah - fuckin' right - ooh
Tell me what you want me to be
What you want me to be
What you want me to be - Ooh
I could be the one turned on
All you niggas in the back, come and jack me off
Yeah so I could be the one that you wanted - You want
I could be the one that you want
(Valure)
It's Friday night,
Hittin' the club with my girls tonight (what)
I'm hanging out with my girls tonight (who?)
Tamika, Ranisha, Shaniqua, Alicia, Myesha, Aylisha, Janelle,
Shanelle, Danielle, Michelle, Rochelle, Anelle
Leave your troubles at the door
Ya'll know what you came here for
(Eddie B.)
Tell your friends to come along (okay)
My crew, your crew, we can get it on
And wear that little thing I like
You know. A thong.
I wanna see you bounce and shake it all night long
Baby, leave your digits on the dresser
I'll call you (sure you will, yeah, whateva)
Okay, I'll have it your way
It's all right with me, so what's it gonna be?
(Chorus, Valure)
Ladies, open up a bottle of cris, and make your man lose it
You ain't gotta hurt nobody
Shake it on the floor
Let him know that you want some more
Fellas, if your game is tight
You'll be leavin' with a lady tonight
Take her home and lay down the pipe and make this night last forever
Do what ya gotta do to the music
Take yourself and losse your mind to the music
Let these brothers know you know how to move it
Don't procrastinate,
Just get right to it
Cuz if you know what it is then the game's on
Sky's the limit, baby girl, you got on and on
Too hot in here,
I wanna take my clothes off (take my clothes off)
(Gabrielle)
Body goin' through convulsions like you on crack
Yeah, baby, you can dance, but your game is wack
The way I work it on the floor, I know you like that
I'm with my crew Fatty Koo, you know where I'm at
And maybe I can take your cell,
But I won't hit you back
Come get with me,
You fell you won't, but you still wanna
For me the night is goin' just how it's supposed ta,
It makes me kinda wanna get a little closer
(Chorus, Valure)
Ladies, open up a bottle of cris, and make your lose it
You ain't gotta hurt nobody
Shake it on the floor
Let him know that you want some more
Fellas, if your game is tight
You'll be leavin' with a lady tonight
Take her home and lay down the pipe and make this night last forever
Do what ya gotta do to the music
Take yourself and lose your mind to the music
Let these brothers know you know how to move it
Don't procrastinate,
Just get right to it
Cuz if you know what it is then the game's on
Sky's the limit, baby girl, you got on and on
Too hot in here,
I wanna take my clothes off (take my clothes off)
(Break, Valure)
You wan com test me?
My style's too sweet, he can't touch me
This lady's style spittin' lovely
Are you really ready for this jelly?
Ya like it when we do it right there
Tell your man com chill right here,
While the models take down their hair
Strike a pose and step right there
Ya wonder how I walk in these jeans
There's room for two in these jeans
Lookin' so fresh and so clean
I talk slick... you don't have to call, I'm a be okay
Said I'm chillin' with my girls tonight
So it's gonna be all right
I said it's gonna be all right
(Chorus, Valure)
Ladies, open up a bottle of cris, and make your man lose it
You ain't gotta hurt nobody
Shake it on the floor
Let him know that you want some more
Fellas, if you know your game is tight
You'll be leavin' with a lady tonight
Take her home and lay down the pipe and make this night last forever
Do what ya gotta do to the music
Let these brothers know you know how to move it
Don't procrastinate,
Just get right to it
Cuz if you know what it is then the game's on
Sky's the limit, baby girl, you got on and on
Too hot in here
I wanna take my clothes off (take my clothes off) come on dance with me
Do what ya gotta do to the music
Take it slow and lose your mind to the music
Do what ya gotta do to the music
Cuz if you know what it is then the game's on
Sky's the limit, baby girl, you got on and on
Too hot in here
This is, this is, this is this, this is
R to the Eezy
Listen, listen, listen, listen
M to the wizzeye, u so flizzye, OWWW, Brah Brah Aint nobody fuckin wit my bitch, u heard me!
U know that neck tite u know that work tite, u know that bitch tite, she hold that grip tite, u know that pussy tite, u know that ass tite
Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby
U want the flow thats sick
Well thats me
U talkin bout the coldest bitch
Well thats me
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See thats me, cuz aint nobody fuckin wit me, me, me me, me, me, me
When u hear that this is this is, u know its a hit.
You know its that bitch, yea nigga reminisn.
Hate to tell you but this is this is as good as it gizzit, thats no bullshizzit,
I stay on my grind and give bitches the buzznizz, please pay attention, li, li listen, listen,
this is this a Kool and Dre epidemic, and aint nobody fuckin wit any of my niggaz.
U see Crack nice, Getty and Pras nice, and even tho he blow he gotta flow Tony Sunshine nice,
and u know that im nice, Pun is insane, Nevy steady on da grinden callus that beats novacain.
It's not the same shits gon change quickly blame ure ghost writer cuz he cant fuck wit me.
Yea Remy Mar-t-i-n if .... just spit up in da park bitch i want in!!!!
U know that neck tite, u know that work tite, u knw that bitch tite, she hold that grip tite, u know that pussy tite, u know that ass tite
Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby
U want the flow thats sick
Well thats me
U talkin bout the coldest bitch
Well thats me
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See thats me, cuz aint nobody fuckin wit me, me, me me, me, me, me
See when it cums to magazines, I'm queen like Nefateeti, you can catch me on da Vibe feel a vibe when u see me
(feel that)
Or on the King looking sleezy, I got the source all over me like big zeeti alot of weed smoke so the pitcure look steamy
Im a diva so the dons and divas say they need me. Got the cover of the Ave and i made it look eazy. Why are you on the back of the page looking cheezy. Double XL I turn niggas on like a T.V. Rockin all different colors from lemon to kiwi I came in the game wit Pun and they aint beleive me. So i made them wonder like Stevie I came in wit a platinum rapper like hersheys kiss no freebies. You came wit a gold rapper like reeses pieces. Remy Ma rated R, yall rated P.G, 13 worth cream Damn i talk greezy!
U know that neck tite, u know that work tite, u knw that bitch tite, she hold that grip tite, u know that pussy tite, u know that ass tite
Why dont u pull up to my bumper baby
U want the flow thats sick
Well thats me
U talkin bout the coldest bitch
Well thats me
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In You, I feel so safe and sure, in You,
I feel all that is pure, in me,
There's nothing I can give in me,
No worthy life can I live
But in Your arms I feel so tight,
Please don't leave me day or night,
In Your arms I feel so tight,
Everything else is empty,
In You, I find my hiding place,
Where I can always see Your face, in me,
There's nothing I can do, in me,
There's nothing I can give to You,
Everything else is empty,
Yeah, Rah Digga, Flipmode, Outsidaz
Shit tight, down to the coochie
Yeah, check it
And I say what's tight
'Cause a sista write rhymes all day and all night
Dwellin' South of the Hudson, New Jerusalem
In seclusion, using fake pseudonyms
Mind travels like a Skitzo on two tabs
With doo rags hangin' from my pockets
Me, the rap bitch that goes back to pediatrics
Early left rappers like you were straight vexin'
So recognize, I make a nigga eyes come alive
Off of five two fives, disguise the camouflage
I shoot a virus out of my spirals with mad priors
For takin' mad niggaz titles
Wetter than a resevoir, lurking in the bushes
Striking blows like Chesamar code-name 'Hasana'
Warmer than a bomber, hotter than the region of Ghana
Get loot like that Trump bitch, Ivana
Now, who be writin' rhymes all night
Rah Digga in tha house and my plans is tight
Peace to the ones that don't bite
Rah Digga in the house and my plans is tight
A Black Queen, ya best believe my black jeans won't say Paco
I swing to the Vill' for some waffles and some beef falafel
Rap very tight liquor got me different
Dirtier than an overseas shipment of KI's
I write these Tight Buttas, creme de la guttas, call me Sheik Digga
Plotting over loops like the eight figures
Baby I'm hard, represent the feminist God
That gets blunted, watch rhymers runneth, over
See me in the camel Range Rover
Chop and I won't stop for Jake
And keep heat by the waist for those that playa hate
Now, show you the way to blow, better than I tell you
Word to my beeper and my cellular, what? Polo curls
Diggin' all the rapper's shit like they go-go girls
Now, who be writin' rhymes all night
Rah Digga in tha house and my plans is tight
Peace to the ones that don't bite
Rah Digga in the house and my plans is tight
Who the tightest? I rock with laryngitis
Gold's good for Midas, but I want the highest
So don't try me 'cuz I be the bitch
I'll leave you twisted like a thug with blonde hair
I blow up the spot like Dennis Scott
Go forward, your chance of defeatin' me is morbid
'Cuz I get you open like the comin' of the Pope
When I group shit tighter than a 3 piece suit
Peace to niggaz I rhyme wit'
My Outsidaz correspondents be more fluid than embalmin'
I decompose, any rapper to the bone
Down to they X and Y chromosome
So 'See My Name' tagged in bold or Italics
'Cuz I'll be the only one salvaged
Number one imported like Beck's
Tighter than three or more heads in a CRX
Now, who be writin' rhymes all night
Rah Digga in tha house and my plans is tight
Peace to the ones that don't bite
Rah Digga in the house and my plans is tight
Now, who be writin' rhymes all night
Rah Digga in tha house and my plans is tight
Peace to the ones that don't bite
Rah Digga in the house and my plans is tight
Tight, tight, aight?
And the plans is tight
Tight, tight, tight
Tight, tight, aight?
And the plans is tight
Tight, tight, tight
Hold tight
Nothing missing
Look around
Pupils glisten
Can you listen?
Or is it that
You've learnt too much
What's your limit
You know you've heard
Teeth are clenched
A pack of lies--yeah
Chords in the neck are tense
So hold tight
Sometimes it seems to make no sense
And don't you cry
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hold tight
Yeah, I can see ya
You got it all under your skin
Turn around where you stand
Everybody takes aim at adversity
You know you've heard
Teeth are clenched
A pack of lies--yeah
Chords in the neck are tense
So hold tight
Sometimes it seems to make no sense
And don't you cry
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hold tight
I got ya message
I got it all
And there's no limit
The travel between our dreams
Has not come to an end
So let's keep up
Our unholy alliance
You know you've heard
Teeth are clenched
A pack of lies--yeah
Chords in the neck are tense
So hold tight
Sometimes it seems to make no sense
And don't you cry
From new york city to east L.A.
Touchdown miami
Philadelphia, P.A.
Look out your window
Hang up the phone
Honey, run tell everyone
That band is on the radio
So if you gonna wear my t-shirt
Gotta make the choice
Jump on daddy's speakers
You will feel my voice
Jump back with your heart attack
I'm what my daddy said i'd never be
So tell the folks at home
I'm making history
'cause this band is tight
And we can rock all night
Yeah so damn tight
Tight
They're on the T.V., the stereo
They're on the internet
Man, that band can really go.
Right from the apple
To east L.A.
Touchdown Miami
Philadelphia, P.A.
No, it doesn't get much better
I was a face in the mob
So if you're lookin' for adventure
You should try my job-
And all those rock 'n' rollers
I used to wanna meet?
Now they're pushing strollers
Pam The Funkstress
You're so tight
Just scratch me up and make it right
I'm caught up in your flow tonight
So you can transform my world
Pam The Funkstress
You're so tight
Just scratch me up and make it right
I'm caught up in you flow tonight
So you can transform my world
Pam The Funkstress
You're so tight
Just scratch me up and make it right
I'm caught up in your flow tonight
So you can transform my world
Pam The Funkstress
You're so tight
Just scratch me up and make it right
I'm caught up in you flow tonight
So you can transform my world
[Chorus]
Yeah, you know
You want some tight tight pussy
[x4]
[Verse 1]
Stop what you're doing, and don't get nervous
I'm about to give your ass total lip service
It's about a tight pussy that you can call mine
Two inches away from my big ass behind
It might be tight, but it's deep as fuck
You might touch the bottom with a little bit of luck
'Cause I'm a real fine lady just driving you crazy
Foxy fine bitches in our skin tight britches
Not from tabloids or Star magazine
Put your dick in my pussy, I'll make your ass cream
It's so motherfucking tight, but you know it won't hurt
When your dick touch my pussy I'll make your ass work
Some tight tight pussy is coming your way
You better get ready 'cause my pussy don't play
It's tight
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Now enter this pussy, I'll make you wear a glove
'Cause I don't know where your dick been flaunting that love
Just to give a brief description, holding out a jimmy hat
Don't want no germs sticking in my cat
Just to stay on the safe side of everything
I'll make you wear a rubber just to keep the shit clean
I keep my pussy well protected with a nice clean cover
'Cause I know you fuck around with an outside lover
I treat it like a diamond on a rope chain
My pussy's going down in the hall of fame
The monkey is wild, no she can't be tamed
The bitch is so bad, so I gave her a name
It's called my pussy, pimp that mama
Like a clock on the wall, getting dollars
Meet me at the crib, and you're sure to get laid
You'll get none coming if I can't get paid
'Cause I'm macking, stacking, always packing
Steaming hot for the boys that are racking
Racking, no that ain't no joke
The man that makes that money from slinging pure white dope
My pussy don't care where them ends come from
Come on with the thousands and you're guaranteed to cum
Get your fuck on any time of night
But I must remind you, the pussy's just too tight
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3]
Now at the end, I'd like to remind you
Dig in the pussy, your ass is through
You won't be the first, and sure not the last
Fine motherfucker to tap the ass
I had a lot of men before I met you
I'm a have a lot more before I get through
From coast to coast, I'm known very well
A hoe with an attitude that never been to jail
Fucking and sucking 'till my lips turn chafe
But the pussy is tighter than a Century safe
Well known artists throughout the world
Want to pay ends just to sculpture my pearl
Consider yourself lucky, cause you're getting it on wax
You paid five dollars and a little bit of tax
It came from a hoe, so you know you got it right
But I'll say it again, my pussy's too tight
Pam The Funkstress
You're so tight
Just scratch me up and make it right
I'm caught up in your flow tonight
So you can transform my world
Pam The Funkstress
You're so tight
Just scratch me up and make it right
I'm caught up in you flow tonight
So you can transform my world
Pam The Funkstress
You're so tight
Just scratch me up and make it right
I'm caught up in your flow tonight
So you can transform my world
Pam The Funkstress
You're so tight
Just scratch me up and make it right
I'm caught up in you flow tonight
Hey!
You're at party at a club
The music is loud and is kicking dub
Friendly faces are all around
The felling's good so you hang around
This crowd is tight tight
Gonna party all night night
Cause the feeling is right right
Don't wanna fuss or fight fight
So you meet a girl, well, alright alright
This is my feel for the perfect night
You dance and sing, you're having fun
You know this night has just begun
The crowd is tight tight
Gonna party all night night
Cause the feeling is right right
Don't wanna fuss or fight fight
Tight [x3]
This crowd is tight tonight!
[x2]
Tight tight
Gonna party all night night
Cause the feeling is right right
Don't wanna fuss or fight fight
Tight
This crowd is tight
Oh yeah, is tight
Well, I said is tight
Hold tight
Nothing missing
Look around
Pupils glisten
Can you listen?
Or is it that
You've learned too much
What's your limit?
[Chorus]
You know you've heard
Teeth are clenched
A pack of lies-yeah
Chords in the neck are tense
So hold tight
Sometimes it seems to make no sense
And don't you cry
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hold tight
Yeah, I can see ya
You got it all under your skin
Turn around where you stand
Everybody takes aim at adversity
[Chorus]
Hold tight
I got ya message
I got it all
And there's no limit
The travel between our dreams
Has not come to an end
So let's keep up
Our unholy alliance
I dreamed,
I was headed down to Puerto Rico
Now I'm feeling like I really gotta go
'Cause I really wanna get away and spend some time with you
To get away
'Cause my life is getting kinda crazy
And the only way to make it is to pray
That's why I really gotta get away and spend some time with you
Or maybe
(Can't I)
I never wanna get down, never wanna let you down
(I'm thinking, once I)
Maybe once I get away, maybe put my thoughts down
(You Save me) save me
(And I thank you) Always
(Now I)
(Live my life) Just for you
So I'm sayin' that I'm prayin' every day
(And I know You're gonna always stay)
Only you can keep us tight
So I pray with all my might
So I say I'm gonna pray it everyday
And I know you're gonna always stay
Only you can keep us tight
So I pray with all my might
At times,
When I'm running with my crew and on the run
And I'm kicking it all day and having fun
And we know that we should really go and spend some time with you
My mind, it was saying I take on You
So when I'm down and when I'm feeling kinda blue
There's a word in my heart that I really wanna say to you
Or maybe
(Can't I)
I never wanna get down, never wanna let you down
(I'm thinking, once I)
Maybe once I get away, maybe put my thoughts down
(You Save me) save me
(And I thank you) Always
(Now I)
(Live my life) Just for you
(Some say I pray it everyday) Everyday
(And I know You're gonna always stay)
Only you can keep us tight
So I pray with all my might
So I say I'm gonna pray it everyday
And I know you're gonna always stay
Only you can keep us tight
So I pray with all my might
So I say I'm gonna pray it everyday
And I know you're gonna always stay
Only you can keep us tight
So I pray with all my might
We can here so we could rock the house
Blow it up and turn it out
Make you dance, make you dance
Party up and we be putting it down
Baby, maybe we can rock the house
Turn it up and blow it out
Make you dance, make you dance