Fresh Out The Oven(feat. Pitbull) (Album: "A.K.A." (2014)) (JENNIFER LOPEZ LYRICS)

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[Lola]
Break it off here, break, break it off there,
Break it off here, break, break it off there,
Break it off here, break, break it off there,
Break it off here, break, break it off there,

Okay ladies, you got your drink in your left hand,
Put your right hand on your hip,
Now bounce your knees back, alternate back and fourth,
And if you're doing it right, your hips will be doing the same thing, let's go,

[Pitbull]
Cubano, boricua, ay que rica, dale chica,
Cubano, boricua, ay que rica!

[Lola]
Now don't tell me that you love me to get with this,
You say you stay forever but it don't make sense,
Maybe you're a balla, I hope you don't miss,
Cause if not you ain't gonna get none of this,

I only wanna hear swish, I'm a big girl I know what it is,
Bentley steering wheel is in that fist,
Pick me up at 8, yeah don't you wish,

Love, Fresh Out the Oven, straight sugar lovin', to the beat I love it, hey,
You wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,
You wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,
You wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,
They wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,

Be real, you can say who you are,
Everybody say they a doctor at the bar,
You gotta look close to find a real superstar,
You international, shit I open up the job,

I'm right so far, help yourself and take a look in the mirror,
Open up your mouth and stick your tongue out far,
Just a little more, okay say ah!

Love, Fresh Out the Oven, straight sugar lovin', to the beat I love it, hey,
You wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,
You wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,
You wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,
They wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,

L O V E, let's not mess around, we both know what we need,
Now here is what I want, understand me when I say,
Make it last, okay?
You say you want the cookie, you gonna have to wait for the cookie,
No touchy touchy, only looky looky,

[Pitbull]
Mama you S E X Y, lips, eyes, hips, thighs,
That's right, that's right, that's right,
Kiss the game goodbye, yeah just kiss it, muah, 305, that's right, that's right,
Na I ain't Jada, I'm the past, I'm the present, I'm the now, I'm the later,

[Lola]
Love, Fresh Out the Oven, straight sugar lovin', to the beat I love it, hey,
You wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,
You wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,
You wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,
They wanna break it off here, break, break it off there,

[Pitbull]
Cubano, boricua, ay que rica, dale chica,
Cubano, boricua, ay que rica, dale chica.

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Faded (Album: "Me. I Am Mariah... The Elusive Chanteuse" (2014)) (MARIAH CAREY LYRICS)

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My friend, my love

It was overcast that day
And I was feeling some kind of way
I pulled the covers up over my head
Tried reaching for you, but that was then
I can't forget

My heart sung over but ain't nothing different
I close my eyes, nothing but faded pictures
Of you, of you...

Faded, baby you're faded
Baby you're faded
Faded

You come and you go
You're just an echo
A whisper in my ear, but in the morning you're not here
So intangible, just like an echo

Still try and pretend it's possible
To bring us back to life
But we continue to subside
Hanging on for life on this roller coaster ride

I call your name, baby, subconsciously
Always somewhere but you're not there for me
Boy you, boy you...

You're faded, baby you're faded
Baby you're faded
Faded (boy you just come and you go)

You come and you go
You're just an echo (just an echo, just an echo)
A whisper in my ear, but in the morning you're not here
So intangible, just like an echo

Baby, faded
You're always somewhere but you're not there for me
Not there for me, not there for me
You're always somewhere but you're not there for me
Not there for me, not there for me

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Fly (Album: "Behind The Light" (2014)) (PHILLIP PHILLIPS LYRICS)

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When the day is done, the weight is on my mind
How should I give up, how should I survive?
Leaning to the side of the busy street
Looking down, these people never notice me
Am I the only one who thinks it's hard to breathe?

I feel it's hard to say what's on my mind
I feel it's hard to say what's not inside
You think your fight is over
It's only so much closer
I reach my hands to the sky
And fly

Ten thousand faces here, but who am I?
Am I the only one with a reason to hide?
Searching through a maze only to find
Another wall to break, another wall to climb
It's when I lose myself, then I realize

I feel it's hard to say what's on my mind
I feel it's hard to say what's not inside
You think your fight is over
It's only so much closer
I reach my hands to the sky
And fly

I feel it's hard to say what's on my mind
I feel it's hard to say what's not inside
You think your fight is over
It's only so much closer
I reach my hands to the sky
And fly

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Flipside (Rough Version) (Album: "The Calm Before The Storm" (1999)) (TECH N9NE LYRICS)

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[Girl] Only if you promise to smack me goddamnit
[Tech N9ne] I think I'm gonna do the uhh.. hook on this one. Yea

[Tech and girl moaning]

[Tech N9ne] Ok, turn around so I can hit it from the back
[Girl] No
[Tech N9ne] Come on!
[Girl] I don't want to..
[Tech N9ne] You don't want me to hit it from the back? Come on! BIANC!

[Tech N9ne]
I like to hit it on flip
Don't trip
I make it worth it
If you nervous I got the service
That'll make you work it
You deserve it
A sex spot
To flex wet spots
With grip
Stressin' now cause ain't nobody throwin tips
Ya hips
So amazin' I'm gazin'
You blazin'
Praisin'
That I'm no longer shriveled like a raisin
I'm stone - hopin that ya homegirl I entered is
I'm down, even if its ellen degenerous
I'ma clown the punana
Pound the pupan
Hate it like a croutan
Wise words from God Zoutan
The flip baby
No jip baby
Nina like the way you strip baby
No way you dip ladies
See me in your city be ready
When I'm looking for some fun
I be coming at ya
Five hundred worth of 1's
Just the trick off
Gather ya oils to lick off
You and ya homegirl rollin' with me, jerkin' my dick off
Not a rip off
Just gettin' it tossed
The lip gloss
Ya lips lost
So deep in it they callin' me the pit boss
I'm lovin' it the way you got me shovin' it
doggy Slip-slide. Watch yo ?
I cried when I hit it on the flipside

[Chorus]

[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I can ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it
The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make it wiggle a little
Stay on the Flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I can ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] This ain't no ballad talkin' about how I'm in love
This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside

[Tech N9ne]
Meet me in Las Vegas, I'm stayin' at the Grand
Keys under Nina when you be fightin' with yo man
Into it - no undees
Get ready to bungy
jump me
Knew you meant business when you ripped out my abercrumby
Hormones hungry
Like to get me down under like Crocodile Dundee
Keepin' yo sex weapons from me
I'm grungy
not meanin I'm way freaky like zombie
friday to sunday
Yellin Tech N9ne I love the way you done me
And then I'm Solomon Grundy
You's a flower when I killed it
You wilt it

Who got power
Call me (Deep Space N9ne)
[?]
'cause I rocked 'em all
With socks and all
Y'all 'iancs, I hit the lots of y'all
Slots
Show em, show 'em what you got
Girl you makin' it hot
its syncapated wit pac?
Non stop
This game is silky
I hope you milk me
I'm fiendin'
Not killin' me cause you can't touch my vibe
If you jockin' Kenin
I fly in semen
Ya cryin' freemen?
It feels so well
Get chills in Hell
Screamin' demon
Before you nut up
I want you to shut up
And give it to me face down, butt up
I just die
When I hit it on the flipside

[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I can ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it
The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make it wiggle a little
Stay on the Flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I can ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] This ain't no ballad talkin' about how I'm in love
This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside

[Tech N9ne]
Can you feel it baby
(Do you want me to touch my waistline)
I can heal it baby
([?] trust, press and grind)
Bout to kill it baby
(2 hundred bucks, a good time)
I wanna do it baby, stick it baby
(Sex on the mind)
Enough!
Girl you drivin' me nuts
You and ya homie's hype horny comin back from peenuts
With hokie-pokie
On the brain and we can keep it low-key
be they hot is when they comin' back from sokey
wet up the oppolstry
Listen closely
Lap dance in the corner
I'm all up on her
Two more coronas
You leaving with me
'cause I'm increasing the fee
You leasin to pee
Hella fat like Jackie, pleasening me
I got mine, what you do
Call girls, the way you dance and strip
Deck down to ya tips
Beautiful lips
Ya say that ya
Like it way betta
From a wild style
Nigga comin' sex crazed at ya
On the flipside

[Outro]
Can you feel it baby
(Do you want me to touch my waistline)
I can heal it baby
([?] trust, press and grind)
Bout to kill it baby
(Doin' the f**ks, a good time)
I wanna do it baby, stick it baby
(Sex on the mind)

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