Sam, SAM or SAm may refer to:
Jamie M. Gold (born August 25, 1969) is an American television producer, a talent agent, and poker player, based in Malibu, California. He is known for winning the 2006 World Series of Poker (WSOP) Main Event and currently divides his time between his activities as president of production for the entertainment company, Buzznation and poker competition, primarily major tournaments.
Gold was born in Kansas City, Missouri as Jamie M. Usher and moved to Manhattan as a young child with his mother. His name was changed by court order to Jamie M. Gold following his mother's divorce and remarriage to Dr. Robert Gold. The family moved to Paramus, New Jersey where Gold was raised by his mother and her second husband. He graduated from Paramus High School in 1987. He later earned a bachelor's degree from the State University of New York at Albany in 1991, and studied entertainment law at UCLA.
Gold began his career in the entertainment business at 16 as an intern at the J. Michael Bloom & Associates Talent Agency. He became a talent agent before he was 21, but soon moved into management/production. Gold's clients have included Jimmy Fallon and Lucy Liu.
Ihsan (Sammy) Farha (born in Beirut, Lebanon in 1959) is a professional poker player. He is best known for finishing as runner up in the World Series of Poker (WSOP) main event in 2003 and has won three bracelets at the WSOP.
Farha moved to the United States after the Lebanese Civil War broke out when he was in his teens. After settling in Wichita, Kansas in 1977, he attended the University of Kansas. He graduated with a degree in business administration and moved to Houston, Texas to work with his brother. Farha first played a game of poker a year after moving to Houston, and won several thousand dollars. He quit his job in 1990 to play poker full time.
Farha's biggest tournament finish was in the 2003 World Series of Poker main event, where he finished second to Chris Moneymaker for $1,300,000. On the second day of play Farha lost a major pot to Barry Greenstein leaving him with only 10% of the average stack. He was considering leaving at this point and was talked into staying by Greenstein. He lost the final hand to Moneymaker after going all in with a pair of jacks on the flop, only to be called by Moneymaker who had flopped bottom two pair.
It is an age-old story
Goes back to Adam and to Eve
I know you know
What I want for
And if it ain't clear to ya baby
Don't stop, Let's Rock
Give it to me baby
Gimme gimme
Gimme some Gomme some
Ain't like you don't want none
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you gonna do
Gimme gimme
Gimme some gimme some
Don't fight what you can't son
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you gonna do
You know you can't ignore it
I'm always there in your dreams
You know and I know what you want for
If it ain't clear to ya baby
Don't stop, let's rock
Gimme gimme
Gimme some Gomme some
Ain't like you don't want none
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you gonna do
Gimme gimme
Gimme some gimme some
Don't fight what you can't son
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you gonna do
4 letter words and 3 wishes
Is what I came or
Love birds blowin' kisses in picture frame form
With just a faction of this major attraction, comming soon
I bust and implode, gimme gimme room
I keep blazin', it's so amazin'
The occasion that I am raisin', massive body invasion
So what you savin' all that love for
open up your mind, explore, and make it hard core
I'll be your candy store
Give you just a little more than what you bargained for
And if you ask me for some guidance, it's not a minus
I'll break it down to a science, kitchen appliance
69 gimme mine, I'll be your valentine
365 days I want my sun to shine
See, I've been waiting for the planets to realign
I got a lot of respect
For the rich and the bored
I got a whole lot of respect
For the owners of the store
I got a lot of respect
For their daughters and their balls
So I just sit in my room
Stare at the wall
Waiting for imaginary telephone calls
You want some fun
So give me all your money
I'm on the run
Come on and gimme some
Tell me a lie
But give me all your money
I'm on the run
Come on and gimme some
I got a lot of respect
You had my toenails plucked
I got a whole lot of respect
You had my eyeballs sucked
I got a lot of respect
For your supervision halls
So I just sit in my room
Stare at the wall
Waiting for imaginary telephone calls
You want some fun
So gimme all your money
I'm on the run
Come on and gimme some
Tell me a lie
But gimme all your money
I'm on the run
Come on and gimme some
So now I'm in love
With your napalm whores
I'm in a whole lot of love
With your a-bomb whores
You want some fun
So gimme all your money
I'm on the run
Come on and gimme some
Tell me a lie
But gimme all your money
I'm on the run
Something came up
That we ain't talking about
You know ya do it to me every time
Your winding me up
Is only bringing me down
Ya know, it's only gonna make me go blind
Feeling blue from my head to my toes
She said no - no - no - no
You're the queen I gotta try
'Cause I wanna be your throne tonight
You gotta gimme some
Hot time dancing in the sheets tonight
Gimme some
Hot time gotta make me feel alright
I've been waiting far too long
You've gotta gimme some, gimme some
You like it on top,
Yeah on top of the world
You see we're in for a dangerous night
With a pocket full of rockets
And no money to spend
I'll take you on a one way ride
Feeling blue from my head to my toes
She said no - no - no - no
It's a given you're the head of the class
I really love it when you shake
You gotta gimme some
Hot time dancing in the sheets tonight
Gimme some
Black Cherry, baby, let me take a bite
I've been waiting far too long
You've gotta gimme some, gimme some
Feeling blue from my head to my toes
She said no - no - no - no
It's a given you're the head of the class
I really love it when you shake
Gimme some
Hot time dancing in the sheets tonight
Gimme some
Hot time gotta make me feel alright
I've been waiting far too long
You've gotta gimme some
Hot time dancing in the sheets tonight
Baby, gimme some
Black Cherry, honey, let me take a bite
I've been waiting far too long
Hey, this song is dedicated to the girl Brenda with the big breast-eses
In the ass like the black girls, I love you Brenda...
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb?
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb?
You told me that we was going to the tele
I told you when I pull up, be ready
Now you said you can't find no one to watch your kids
But why can't you just get a new
Are you gon give me some?
What's wrong? what happened? You told me it was crackin'
I got my prophylactics, and why you trippin' on me?
I'm tired of playing games, its been a couple weeks
Hey ma I'm feeling you, you say you feeling me
I just can't understand why we can't get our love on
Girl I want it and quit, I want you to groan
Lets go to the Mo tonight, and lets sip a little mo' tonight
Girl don't say no tonight, you need to give me some
Its 2002, what you gon do?
Your hot in the ass, so let lil' daddy come through
I've been hangin' with shorty for one whole week,
I'm trying to pressure you, its time to freak
Now I've been holding in, and you've been holding out
So why don't you be a nice girl and (Put it in yo mouth!)
Now things don changed, why you actin' strange?
You lettin' that other niggah get in yo brains?
Life is like a movie baby, stick to the script
I'm Dirk Diggle and its time to hit
I ain't tryin to take your man place, hes alright
I'm just trying to stick it to you baby just one night
Well I gotta buy something just for you to try something?
Yeah I'll let you get something just to let me hit something
Now I know your alone when he don't come home
Pick up the phone, now I give you the bone
When the kids asleep, then we can creep
I've been waiting to see you naked baby, one whole week
Time for you to give it up, let a nigga hit it up
Take in on or spill it up, swallow, don't spit it up
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb?
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some?
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb?
You told me that we was going to the tele (Yeah, you act like you don't
remember that though)
I told you when I pull up, be ready (Uh-huh, uh-huh,uh-huh,uh-huh)
Now you said you can't find no one to watch your kids (Mmm, mmm)
I think you just scared cuz you don't want me to leave (Thats what it is)
Are you gon give me some?
Now I've been fucking with you for far too long,
And if I don't hit tonight, I know something is wrong
You've been duggin' and divin', just running scared
Like you committed a crime, and I'm the fed
Calm motherfucker over the phone,
But a scary motherfucker when its time to get it on
You be saying freaky shit, really turning me on
Like you swallow n' spit all over the dick
And you be bragging about how them niggas is strong
But the word is out, I'm seriously hung
Right now I'm ready, cuz I'm full of that juice
I'm ready to get you in the bed, and knock something loose
And after that, the balls in your court
We can leave it alone, or we can go back and forth
But first things first, Ima admit
Ima tear your ass up when you let me hit
W,B,I,T,E,C,H, ain't that a bitch radio
Yo check, thats the new jam of the day
The Big Tymers featuring Wolf
Yo Wolf don went from the the keyboards to the mic booth
Wolf rappin now
And thats why you got your ass back in child support court too
Yeah she want some more money now boy, you gotta give it up
You can't go to court with no punk defendant
Why you need Johnny Cochran, you rolling with them Cash Money Millionaires
Hey, big shouts out to Greg Green
This of uhh cases that concentrated titty milk
And big shouts out to all them ladies
gettin ready for amateur night at the Flame
hey (hey) hey (hey) hey
radio killer
hey yo i thought i could take her, g's full of paper
everything everything little party coundn't brake her,
meet her on a plane going straight to jamaica
[Chorus x 8]
Gimme sum, Gimme sum
Head in here you selfish pig
(La Chat)
I'm creepin up through the cut
I got the mask upon my face
I hope no one's in sight
A robbery is about to take place
La Chat, I'm out here scopin
Lookin for victims with that cheese
Whatever to make that paper, drop it off so I can hit
A bitch that's on a come up, thinkin of a ways to make a stang
A nigga that's riding twenties, bumpin out the frame
Move, that's my mane, I take the mask off my face
I'm finna pass this fool, I know he's gonna try to holler
Cause that's just what niggas do
Then bam I got him, get in the car we goin to the tel
We get into the room he stuntin, counting all his money, yea he bail
This nigga don't know what's goin down, I'm finna go and get him
He need to drop it off with no hesitation, or I'm gonna kill him
Lay down on the bed we bump-n-grind, with nothin but sex in mind
I turn him over, get on top and surprise him with my nine
I ain't ask no questions, didn't say shit
Pull the trigger straight in the head, got away with his cheese
A smooth get away, he's naked dead in bed, yea
[Chorus x 8]
(Frayser Boy)
Now when I'm comin through
I'm kickin doors off the hinges
Please believe it, best to leave it so won't be no incidents
If you wanna like a sauna nigga I'm bringin that heat
Don't you jump us, sawed pump will sweep your ass off your feet
Lay on the fuckin ground, and don't you make a sound
Or you gonna suffer till your muthafuckin body found
Nigga this shit is real, you oughta know the deal
Don't play with me cocksucka, with this pump up in your grill
So give me cooperation, and meet all my demands
With no hesitation, put that money up in my hand
Don't be flossin, bullets tossin when I see your diamond shinin
Catch your ass up in the cut, didn't know that I was behind it
I'm makin examples up out of you niggas
Who thinkin a nigga is playin wit ya
I'm buckin you suckas, I'm bringin da ruckus
I am a muthafuckin damager, don't make no swift moves
Cause you gonna lose, I give nigga blues with hard head
So don't you fuck up, and get your ass stuck
And be somewhere up in a ditch, found dead ya bitch
Huh, huh! Aaaaow!
I wanna jump to the crowd and raise the energy up
I wanna dive into the sound freak out and get mad
I wanna kick out the pressure shut it down and react
I wanna turn it up and bring it right to the top
nuff time where me spent at home and relax
snuggle up with me queen and the vibe never stop
But tonight it's a party-time so me rock
and we don't want no barbecue we light the whole place up
Move Move we make the fire start burn now
Move Move your bad mind a get murdered
Move Move there ain't no other concern now
We a go take it to the maximum rage
Move Move if you feel like we're feeling
Move Move if your reject the shitstem
Move Move if you fight for your freedom
Well, everybody stop sleeping
Come and give me some give me give me some
Give me some reaction
Come and give me some give me give me some
Give me some reaction
Give me some rea-reaction
Jetzt geht es los ihr wisst bescheid wir gehen nach oben
Macht euch bereit so muss es sein wir wollen pogen
Gib mir input
Alles bebt nix geht mehr
Traigo la bomba latina para que veas
Lass es raus wie beim Boxen
quiero que saltes que grites quiero que gozes
Ey da geht mehr weil es muss
bailemos todos en el techo del partybus
Boom Shakalaka shakalaka boom
Alles explodiert 3,2,1 boom
Come and give me some give me give me some
Give me some reaction
Come and give me some give me give me some
Give me some reaction
Give me some rea-reaction
Jetzt geht es los ihr wisst bescheid wir gehen nach oben
Macht euch bereit so muss es sein wir wollen pogen
Jetzt geht es los ihr wisst bescheid wir gehen nach oben
Macht euch bereit so muss es sein wir wollen pogen
Ich hab keine ahnung wie spät
doch meine füße tun weh
ich kann kaum noch gerade stehen
Will schlafen gehen
Der Ausgang ist schon ganz nah,
doch dann stellt der dj klar,
die Party fängt grad erst an
AHHH- gib mir input
Come and give me some give me give me some
Give me some reaction
Come and give me some give me give me some
Give me some reaction
Give me some rea-reaction
Jetzt geht es los ihr wisst bescheid wir gehen nach oben
Macht euch bereit so muss es sein wir wollen pogen
Jetzt geht es los ihr wisst bescheid wir gehen nach oben
Oh darling
It's your love I need
I'm needing
some sugar
and your love is sweet
Gimme some
Gimme Gimme Gimme Gimme some
Gimme some
Gimme Gimme Gimme Gimme some
I need it
I need it everyday
Oh I said it's your love
I need it every way
Gimme some
Gimme Gimme Gimme
Gimme some