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1993 |
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2. | Sex |
3. | W.O.R.K. (N.O. Nah No No My Daddy Don't) |
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5. | Gold He Said |
6. | I Want My Baby On Mars |
7. | Sexy Eiffel Towers |
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9. | Radio G String |
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11. | Sun, Sea and Piracy |
12. | Uomo Sex Al Apache |
13. | Giant Sized Baby Thing |
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15. | Cast Iron Arm |
16. | Theme A |
17. | W.O.R.K. (N.O. Nah No No My Daddy Don't)... |
18. | C30, C60, C90, Anda |
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Hair nappy but I'm happy
pocket full of dough
from the C-O representing So So
The girls recognize and these niggas do too
I'm the flyest thing walking through jr. high school
so make room next to your little backstreet poster
cause bow wow's here and it's over
ya heard
I'm this
I'm that
I'm all of the above
And a big body shotgun riding on dubs
I've been seen with the baddest
heard with the best
And i got it locked down from the east to the west
Look in my eyes yall know
I aint playing
That's why all through the streets all I'm hearing niggas sayingis
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
Where my dogs at bark wit me now
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
And all my girls around the way that love how it's going downsay
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
Where my dogs at bark wit me now
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
And all the girls around the way that love how it's going down
Now that the gate's wide open it is I who
they running from
little with the ill crossover
like Iverson in 2k
My way I'm the first to rock
first to drop
Nice and embezzled of a g-shop
like Big and Pac
I'm hard to forget
what makes it even worseI'm just getting started
yeah that's me
that's got your daughter in a frenzy
yeah that's me
that's got her arguing with her friends
about who gone get me when they see me
saying do you see him ooh he the man
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game lock
don't trip
all that in a bag of chips
Hi my name is
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
Where my dogs at bark wit me now
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
And all my girls around the way that love how it's going downsay
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
Where my dogs at bark wit me now
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
And all the girls around the way that love how it's going down
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
Woof mother*****
that dog game to play
calgon calgon take me away
I'm in the dirty dirty with my nephew J
Dizzy izzy boy we getting bizzy
with little Bow wizzy
this s*** is off the heezy
I threw him like a frisbee
yeah he came back
like a boomerang
dog pound gang
hundred thousand dollar chains
what you say JD
bling bling
money aint a thang
you ask me again
I'mma tell you the same
I'm flipping on these niggas
while I'm tripping on these niggas
Buck 1, Buck 2, Buck 3, Buck 4
you standing on a wall
nigga bust a
but you can't trust her
that's good game
you all my niggas
represent your thang
put it up
now click clack it up
and all them hoes back it up
we do it to you doggie style
Big Bow Wow in your mouth
Bow Wow
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
Where my dogs at bark wit me now
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
And all my girls around the way that love how it's going downsay
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
Where my dogs at bark wit me now
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yea
And all the girls around the way that love how it's going down
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W.O.R.K. (N.O. Nah No No My Daddy Don't) |
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When he comes bursting thru that door, mama leaps and hits the floor
Calling himself Louis Quatorze, he's so young and dangerous
Oh I love it when he says so seriously
With his gun in my back, "Honey, close your eyes and think of England"
Just one second
It's his genuine act, as a matter of fact, Louis was horrible to me
He tears down my defenses, he pretends that I'm against him
Chorus:
Come back again, don't tell me when, Louis Quatorze, always surprise me
Louis, Louis, Louis did love me, Louis Quatorze made love to me
Fourteen's how I'll ever be, I don't know how long it lasts
But one thing's for sure, Louis Quatorze must hurry to love me
And more and more and more and more, Louis Quatorze loves me some more
Louis, Louis's locking my door, Louis's serious, I'm delirious
He loves me just 'cos he's so ware, Louis's gonna shoot me
No plays, he just doesn't care, Louis Quatorze starts to undress me
You just don't mess with Louis Quatorze
With his gun in my back, I start to undress
He's my partner in this crime of happiness, 'cos I'm just fourteen
Oh I love it when he says so seriously
With his gun in my back, "Honey, make love to me"
chorus repeats 2x
Louis Quatorze, I love you
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fools rush in
where angels fear to tread
and so i come to you my love
my heart above my head
though i see
the danger there
if theres a chance for me
then i dont care
fools rush in
where wise men never go
but wise men never fall in love
so how are they to know
when we met
i felt my life begin
so open up your heart and let
this fool rush in
fools rush in
where wise men never go
but wise men never fall in love
so how are they to know
when we met
i felt my life begin
so open up your heart and let
this fool rush in
just open up your heart and let
this fool rush in
let open up your heart and let
ths fool rush in
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Every day I get a brand new show
off TV record and radio
I breeze with the sleaze on my cassette
'cause I got the affirmative [something more here, please add!]
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60
C30 C60 C90 Go
30 60 90 Go [-- This line is wrong, please fix it you can hear what they sing!]
A bit bam-boogie and a booga-rooga
my cassette's just like a bazooka
a bligger a blagger a blippity-blop
well I'm going down to the record shop
Yeah!
And the boss said
"LP, single, picture cover or plain
I've got all the hits and all the big names
I've got biggest discounts in my store
if you buy three records, I'll give you four"
C30 C60 C90 Go
off the radio I get a constant flow
hit it, pause it, record it and play
turn it, rewind, and rub it away
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60
C30 C60 C90 Go
30 60 90 Go [-- This line is wrong, please fix it you can hear what they sing!]
It used to break my heart when I went in your shop
and you said my records were out of stock
so I don't buy records in your shop
now I tape them all, 'cause I'm Top of the Pops!
Yeah!
Now I got a new way to move
it's shiny and black and don't need a groove
now I don't need no album rack
I carry my collection over my back
C30 C60 C90 Go
off the radio I get a constant flow
hit it, pause it, record it and play
turn it, rewind, and rub it away
Policeman stopped me in my tracks
said "Hey you, you can't tape that
you're under arrest 'cause it's illegal"
So I shoved him off and blew his whistle
I'm a pirate and I keep my loot
So I blew him out with my bazooka
C30 C60 C90 Go
off the radio I get a constant flow
hit it, pause it, record it and play
turn it, rewind, and rub it away
You're rich enough to have a record collection
I'll bring my bazooka round for inspection
Sometimes it better get hit twice as fast
so I press my playback to make it last
I breeze with the sleaze on my cassette
I've got the affirmative [something more here, please add!]
C30 C60 C90 Go
off the radio I get a constant flow
hit it, pause it, record it and play
turn it, rewind, and rub it away
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 C60 C90 Go
C30 360
C30 C60 C90 Go
30 60 90 Go [-- This line is wrong, please fix it you can hear what they sing!]
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Temperatures rise at a hundred degrees
Bet you don't freeze at the Mile High Club
The crash axe would be my only defense
Dogs go berserk when my engines start
Any any animal, any any animal
Get your feet up on the floor, find your father, four to four
Any any animal, any any animal
Jack you were wiped out, blood's still running
Sex gang children gang up on you, jump on top, on top of you
Make love, make love, make love to you, one two three four five miles high
At the Mile High Club
Animal pairs is the game they play, flying flying, flying all the way
This one's for you, only minor birds out there
All the way, all the way to Les Boucher
Any any animal, any any animal
Get your feet up on the floor, find your father, four to four
Any any animal, any any animal
Jack you were wiped out, blood's still running
Sex gang children gang up on you, jump on top, on top of you
Make love, make love, make love to you, one two three four five miles high
Some errants think nothing of letting animals die in the halls
But this will change, Captain Love speaking, some turbulance on board
Haylike nest, buddy on jest
Animal pairs is the game they play, all the way to Les Boucher
At the Mile High Club, at the Mile High Club, at the Mile High Club
At the Mile High Club
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