What if there’s no more fun to have?
And all i’ve got is what i had
What if i have forgotten how?
Cut my losses and get out now
Get out right now
There’s something stronger than me
There’s something i don’t want to see
A new thing growing in me
It is the hardest thing to do
To watch it grow on top of you
And see you’re just like everyone
No fun
What if there’s no more fun to have ?
And all I’ve got is what I had
What if I have forgotten how ?
Cut my losses and get out now
Get out right now
There’s something stronger than me
There’s something I don’t want to see
A new thing growing in me
It is the hardest thing to do
To watch it grow on top of you
And see you’re just like everyone
No fun
(olivia newton-john/randy goodrum)
Someone’s in the kitchen
Trying to cook me up some trouble
Someone’s in the kitchen
Trying to stir me up inside
He’s been itching to try and burst my bubble
All this friction is killing my appetite
Get out–if you can’t take it
Get out–if you can’t take the heat
Throw your dirty looks out with the garbage
Humble pie is one thing i won’t eat
Just because you’re laid off at the office
Just because it’s now all up to me
You’re forgetting all the things you promised
It’s the age of equal opportunity
Get out–if you can’t take it
Get out–if you can’t take the heat
Throw your dirty looks out with the garbage
Humble pie is one thing i won’t eat
Oh–the kids are fine
We should use this time
To make some plans
Oh–i know it hurts
With our roles reversed
But darling you’ll be a better man
Yes i know it’s hard to do the laundry
Yes i know it’s hard to mind the kids
It doesn’t matter who does what, we’re family
I’m just working to keep us off the skids
Get out–if you can’t take it
Get out–if you can’t take the heat
Throw your dirty looks out with the garbage
Humble pie is one thing i won’t eat
Get out–if you can’t take it
Get out–if you can’t take the heat
Throw your dirty looks out with the garbage
Humble pie is one thing i won’t eat
Humble pie is one thing i won’t eat
Humble pie is one thing i won’t eat… no
Feat. slim (of 112)
[shyne]
Yeah, yeah
This ones for my brooklyn playboys
This ones for my l.a. playboys
This ones for my chi-town playboys
Atl, down south
Nc, sc
Where you be?
Come on, just play it with me
[shyne]
When it come to hoes, we don’t love not one
Fuckin a friend ain’t no option
It’s a must, her friend assists like stockton
When we fuck, i gotta have two not one
She know a freaky nigga like me
Get her wet then i’m out like strike three
No doubt, make her girlfriend eat her out
After we fuck then the exit beat her out
Believe me, we don’t love them hoes
Break out, after we dug them hoes
You wanna stay bitch, what’cha talkin ‘bout?
Get your shoes on, and start walkin on
Hook: slimm + shyne
Get out, i don’t wanna hug you
Get out, bitch i don’t love you
Get out, what’cha talkin ‘bout
Get your shoes on and start walkin
[shyne]
You know you hittin, you got me lickin the hole
Before i’m stickin the hole up in my face
In the place most niggas don’t see love drug baby
I’m about to o.d. cocaine pussy
One stroke be a whole ki
You’re feminine, hood from heaven an’
I’ll do anything, orals to s and m
Keep you satisfied, back ?certified?
Come and take a ride, i’ll be your great adventure
Tell ya friends i bent’cha, who sent’cha?
Must’a been god, my bedroom angel taken
Lovin the curves as you purr while im stroking
Grabbin ya hair, dont’cha dare shed a tear
You a good girl, don’t cry
Shake that thang that i give
Throw ya back as i dig
Like a broke matress you had me sprung out
But ain’t nothin changed you got to get out
Hook
To all my niggas that know what i mean
When you fuck a bitch good she don’t wanna leave
I go through this all the time
Bitch act like she don’t see the exit sign
Start cryin, how much she love shyne
Thats the same thing she told my man brian
What the fuck, she think i’m stupid?
Don’t know my pimp blood is deeply rooted
Inherited, that be my heritage
That i dont give a fuck about bitch fetishes
So when we fuck and its over
Throw ya pocketbook on ya shoulder
Put your shoes on and hit the road
I’ll kick ya last name once, bitch and roll
Hook x2
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Get out)
Such a remarkable sound (Get out)
Yeah (Get out of here)
Such a remarkable sound
Flipmode get down, now
Yeah check it out (Get out of here)
Such a remarkable sound
Busta Rhymes (Get out)
Comin’ through, get down (Get out)
What’s the deal now (Get out of here)
Yeah, yeah
Are you ready to get on? (Who, me?)
And cause such a reaction that the motha fucka’s go (Ooh wee)
It’s like a group of happy children
Yo, it’s such a feelin’
To see all of my live nigga’s carry on now
Oh see how I be gettin’ so passionate
I get a thrill even when I bust my gun off by accident
The God bless glory, success story
Whiteboy Billy put a stash up in my armrest for me
The way I fucks it up, it’s like a fuck-fest for me
I get on last and demolish everything before me
We run shit and that’s a fact now, you’re whack now
And ain’t no fuckin’ turnin’ back now, so relentless
I won’t even let you niggas finish a fuckin’ sentence
Call for my people like a school attendance
And then I strike with a fuckin’ vengence
Finger on my trigger
Figure I’ll blast every last one of you bitch niggas
So (Get out)
Bitch nigga just (Get out)
You need to just (Get out of here)
Police’ll try to close the club (Get out)
You really should (Get out)
You need to just (Get out of here)
Bitch, if you ain’t got your own dough (Get out)
You need to just (Get out)
You really should (Get out of here)
If you frontin’ like you really live (Get out)
And you know you not (Get out)
You need to just (Get out of here)
The one world alliance
Flipmode the most reliant for the thorough guidance
On how to get most of this money like a secret science
Only the live nigga’s allowed, there’s nothin’ you can do
Frontin’ with your crew while you talkin’ to corny bitches too
Nevertheless, address the cheddar for the treasure chest
And bless the spot before the thugs protest, one time
I hope y’all know just what the motherfuck you dealin’ with
With so much platinum for the street, you thought I was a silversmith
We phat now, so look at how we brought it back now
And made it possible for street niggas to hold a stack now
And become the wealthiest, healthiest
And bring the fire that will reach about 1000 degrees celsius
Hold on, banker’s money better roll on, or sing a broke folk song
My nigga’s so long he paid with a big brim hat, just like a lampshade
And bounce, wildin’ in the truck, the joints my nigga Ramp made
We be them new millennium prime time niggas
Walk a fine line, niggas sippin fine wine niggas
Now, if you cross the line and fuck around them blind niggas
With so much pressure it’s like we did the illest crime, nigga
What? You know I’m like a loco man, noble man
Turned global man, rippin’ bi-coastal like a postal man
And when we come, you know we came to get it
And what you need to do is bounce if you ain’t fuckin’ with it
So (Get out)
Bitch nigga just (Get out)
You need to just (Get out of here)
Police’ll try to close the club (Get out)
You really should (Get out)
Please just (Get out of here)
Bitch, if you ain’t got your own dough (Get out)
You need to just (Get out)
You really should (Get out of here)
And if you frontin’ like you really live (Get out)
And you know you not (Get out)
You really should (Get out of here)
Get out, get out, get out of here
[Repeat x 4]
ft. Jay-Z
C’mon
Yeah
Face Mob
Uh huh, uh huh uh
His name is Jigga
Yeah
What’s happenin baby
Wsup, wsup witcha?
Tryin to get this loot
Yeah
Knowwhatimsayin?
No doubt
[Scarface]
So what’s it gon’ be?
Women, whiskey, weed
[Jay-Z]
Dope, coke, or all the guns you need, nigga
[S]
You could get them thangs for a lesser fee
[JZ]
Yeah and with the right amount of pressure
Them thangs look free
[S]
I’m on my way now
Desperate need of a lik indeed
[JZ]
Believe I got a vick if it’s a brick you need
[S]
My nigga for sheez
[JZ]
Right back at you
Holla after you land we get it before you leave
[S]
Is you for sure
Them niggas out there still got cheese
Cuz my niggas in the drop bounced back to slangin OZ’s
[JZ]
Man them niggas rapin the town without breakin ‘em down
Them bastards makin a killin slangin half of buldings
[S]
For real man, I’m on my last nine thousand
Aint got no money, I’m fightin cases with this ho money
[JZ]
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
Niggas better get the fuck out the house
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
Niggas better get the fuck out the house
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
Niggas better get the fuck out the house
[S]
I caught a northwest flight to NY, on the buddy pass
Sittin at the exit row, by the do’
[JZ]
I got a hoopty from this doofy nigga around the way
I had the fo’fo’ under the rug, weekend ago
[S]
Three hours, I landed in the city of dreams
With tall buildings, flooded with cabs and limousines
Where the fuck is Jay-Z
[JZ]
Goddamn traffic is gettin on my nerve
I see your face by the curb
[S]
Goddamn dog I been sittin here thirty minutes
[JZ]
You know these motherfucking cab drivers
Like they own this motherfucker
[S]
Open the trunk
[S]
And then I’m thinkin, Jigga let’s get this motherfucking cash nigga
[JZ]
Well if it’s a money thing let’s get this motherfucking money man
[S]
And then I said to Jigga, let’s get this motherfucking cash nigga
[JZ]
I got a dope house scoped out
[S]
An escape route?
[JZ]
No doubt
Let’s hit the highway, load up, lock
[S]
In this booty shit?
[JZ]
Hold up, cops
[S]
Trippin, it’s eight million stories in this naked motherfucker
[JZ]
Yeah, and ten million undercovers
We gon’ get this raw, we gon’ kick in the door
They got guns in the couch, they got shit in the floor
[S]
Niggas is gon’ shit they draws
[JZ]
They got a bitch at the door
[S]
Bullshit, heard that stupid shit before
[JZ]
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
Niggas better get the fuck out the house
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
Niggas better get the fuck out the house
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
Niggas better get the fuck out the house
[JZ]
I hit the buzzer, Mita, Manny
Let me up it’s Joey motherfucker
[S]
Takin the steps up with only one thing on our mind
Wipe this motherfucker clean, everybody gotta die
[JZ]
Up the steps, got closer
The voices got louder, you hear it?
Death’s approaching we comin for that powder
[S]
Then I knocked four times
And hit the hallway, clear polish
Well she couldn’t see shit, now what’s it gonna be bitch?
[someone getting hacked]
Get your money out, get your money out
Get your money out for me
If you get it out, get it all out
Get it all out you’ll see
You’ve got so much to give, you’ve got so much to loose
It might seem just a little unfair, then you’ll see that you cannot choose
Take a time out, take a time out
Take a time out for me
Get it out, get it all out
Get it all out and you see
You’ve got so much to give, you’ve got so much to loose
It might seem just a little unfair, then you’ll see that you cannot choose
Get yourself out, get yourself out
Get yourself out for me
Get it out, get it all out
Get it all out and you see
You’ve got so much to give, you’ve got so much to loose
It might seem just a little unfair, then you’ll see that you cannot choose
You’ve got so much to give, you’ve got so much to loose
It might seem just a little unfair, then you’ll see that you cannot choose
