Tracks Similar To Shake Ya Thang
Shake Ya Thang
Artist(s): St. John
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Bouncy, Club, Energetic, Flirtatious, Fun, Good Time, Hot, Party, Playful, Retro, Sexy, Teen, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
123
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Upside Down
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1970s, Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Bouncy, Club, Cop Show, Energetic, Flirtatious, Fun, Funky, Good Time, Hot, Party, Playful, Relationship, Retro, Sexy, Teen, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
102
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Upside Down
UPSIDE DOWN
CHORUS
Everything goin upside down yeah
Everything goin upside down you know its gonn be all right
A new game
VERSE 1
Why ya wanna turn my whole world around
I was tryin I was dyin' wanna hear that sound
This is another day feel a ray of sunshine
Divine I wanna tell you everything on my mind
I got flipped started to trip started to slip
But that was way back in the day new tricks up my sleeve
Like you wouldn't believe I cant breathe baby down on my knees
On the streets
(givin it up party down) baby girl im all turned around
now im gonna play a whole new game
hey hey
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Beggin please baby please put my mind at ease
You know im done messin around with them young ladies
Need relief new peace new breeze in the trees
Jump jump bump bump party people want want
A new day new phrase new blaze hot
Dancefloor spot where I wanna work it out
Keep it crunk keep it gully with my little bitty filly
Keep a little silly now im on top of the world
(livin it up party down) yeah girl were gonna party down
CHORUS
VERSE 3
Look girl understand with the mic in my hand
Im a sky up light up the whole big city
Need a committee with fifty to let 'em know
I'm gritty I don't pity other people we are
Upside down in this round round world
I was lost now found got a pearl of a girl
Party people if ya feelin me now everybody scream
CHORUS
What Up
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Calamari Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Bouncy, Club, Energetic, Flirtatious, Fun, Good Time, Hot, Old School, Party, Playful, Retro, Rowdy, Sexy, Teen, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
100
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
What Up
WHAT UP
CHORUS
What up lets rock this party
H2 limo and a case of Bacardi
Ladies in the back seat gonna act naughty
You know we rock the spot
What up get high supersonic
Me and the crew like to twist the chronic
2004 hip hop bionic
you know we rock the spot
VERSE 1
Turnin' it out in the club with Jamaican rub-a-dub
The ice from my neck reflects the bubbles from the bub
Strip off them clothes girl climb in the tub
Full body rub then it gets x-rated
Never kiss and tell gotta keep it understated understand
Im debated all around the world
Black skin white skin and Indian girls
Travellin' around and putting it down
Bein a clown makin the sounds
Too many people to put in equal stereo scenario
Why ya wanna be hater jealous of me
Don't think the game that comes with fame don't also
Come with envy
Gotta pay attention did I mention that its real
Come on everybody make em hot make em peel
Off come the tops man that's how im gonna steal
The ladies make em crazy gang star mass appeal
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Thinking about the rhythm keeping my seat in the middle
Two tender vittles to the right and the left
Holdin my breath that was the last hit left
Hookin up some more green and the branches
And bounce across the stanchions
Dreamin' about mansions time for expansions
Aint no way that we could ever roll with less than fifty
Plus we got the gift B makin people shifty
Party people pushin possibilities for me
Gimme the mic any night rock it right
Just to get a sight of me
Have to pay fifty G increase the artery
Like you won the lottery
Got these hotties with bodies
Beside of me thinking about is heavenly
Sheezy with the bubbly trying to get
In trouble see the only way ill ever be makin them hits
Make you party the crews about to get
CHORUS
WHOA OH WHOA OH WHOA OH
CHORUS
Keep It Comin'
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Entertainment News Rock, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Bouncy, Club, Energetic, Flirtatious, Fun, Good Time, Hot, Party, Playful, Promo, Retro, Sexy, Sports, Teen, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
Year Recorded:
2002
BPM:
130
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Keep It Comin'
KEEP IT COMIN
CHORUS
Keep it comin all night
Keep it comin all right
Keep it comin fo sho
Keep it comin you know
Keep it comin to the top
Keep it comin don't you stop
VERSE 1
Keep it comin like an animal drop down clap
We be chillin at the club till we fade to black
Then its back to the crib you know how we do that
Now and laters faders chillin wearing gators
Good old boys with them automatic toys
Don't care if you move left or right tight tight
Pullin on the spandex got me feelin man jets
Erupt explode lawd lawd walkin down these country roads with
My headphones on wearin louis vitton
Some slang just to get that money right if you slang then you bang
If you wanna hold on then sing this song
Nothing to it but to do it
Then smoke that stuff lean back take a puff
Man don't act tough
Keep I comin like a player
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Nnow in the back of my mind now im feelin divine
Like when you in the cut with a bottle of wine
Thunderbird Mad Dog 50/50 look at them gangstas
Start to look shifty we all about love till they push and shove
Showin off lookin stupid cupid shoot them
Aint no one want that mess down here gimme that nooky
And a bottle of beer stay focused hocus pocus
Why ya clothes is still hangin off ya frame
You look better buck naked aint wanna complain
Take ya out to the car in the pourin rain
Smoke a little Spliff shut off the brain
Take it slow you know how to maintain
Keep it comin aint no way that we could stop this train
If you too clucked up im the one to blame
CHORUS
VERSE 2
We can rock it all night long
Shake your ass and sing that song
A party aint a party girl unless I see that thong
Shakin' that rump now don't feel strange
Break it down like this I drink a fifth drive slow
In the Cadillac Brougham im lik the that stone keep it rollin
Girl you aint right you wrong
Keep it comin all night long
Shake that ass and sing this song
Holla Back
Artist(s): St. John
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Entertainment News Rock, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Bouncy, Club, Energetic, Flirtatious, Fun, Good Time, Hot, Party, Playful, Promo, Retro, Sexy, Sports, Teen, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
76
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Holla Back
HOLLA BACK
Chorus
Holla back come on baby where ya goin?
Holla back been missing you for so long
Holla back I want some more pain
Cause when you talk back to me makes me go insane
Holla back its much too quiet
Holla back I want to start a riot
Holla back don't you leave me cryin
I miss your love and I feel like dyin'
V1
Hop skip jump for a minute jump in the ride
with the boom booms in it I aint gonna be long
im sorry I was wrong stone rollin hand glowin
feet showin dusty roads but im on my own
lets keep it going drive to the left drive to the right
those gangstas right there look they wanna fight
gotta hit the crib and the outfits tight goin to the club
downtown tonight might be on you gonna be gone
eerrrtt stop slap Cadillac up on the curb 3 wheelin
peelin you aint wit me roll like fifty up in the club lets go
Chorus
V2
Whilin and profiling dub sack that need to get smoked tonight
I don't wanna get provoked that big ass thing is the antidote
Shake it roll it move it hold it slap it silly she from philly
What the dealy I got a girl where she at? Ima rock that world
Oh no fast slow people askin about ya girl put the lights down low
Pop that criss hands in the air now make a fist the whole club
Swayin from left to right girl them short shorts sure look tight
When we gonna go to the club together sittin at home tryin to be clever
The cris flowin booty showin where you goin girl? Come on
Chorus
V3
Like ice cube im down for whatever holla back girl don't care about the weather
Skip step jump for a second turn around shake like you got buck naked
Bomb another drink like we aint gonna make it
Stop roll drop sown damnit shake it like sex like there aint no limit
I miss you girl ill tell the whole planet
Aint nobody stacked in the back like that
Chorus
Keep The Joint Rockin'
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Bouncy, Club, Energetic, Flirtatious, Fun, Good Time, Hot, Party, Playfu, Playful, Promo, Retro, Sexy, Sports, Teen, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Synthesizer
BPM:
104
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Keep The Joint Rockin'
KEEP THE JOINT ROCKIN'
CHORUS
Here it come y'all can you feel it? (repeat)
Were gonna keep the joint rockin (repeat)
Every night
Were gonna keep the joint rockin
Never gonna stop it
VERSE 1
With that high gloss sheen on everything that you seen
Put you on a million dollar yacht out at the sea
Partly its position partly its my mission
Pardon me miss id just like a little kiss
Pardon my past I aint really low class I just like your sass
And your savoir faire no that's not fair
Wanna see you down there on the dance floor
I wish I could see more let me take a detour
To my big ole fancy crib wanna see the way I live
Making hits for these kids making clubs real hot
With real sure shot know im pure hip hop
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Its time its time out your game on the line
If you feel like you look then you gonna feel fine
I was twisted hands on the business
Maybe you could tell me if you ever felt it like this
Heart was pumpin' jeep it jumpin' that's my function
Aint that something I been around the world
I aint playin girl if you like the way I say it
You could just display it get in the ride with me
We could go 150 im fast put my foot on the gas
Always last till we reach the peak homegirl
Im a freak I don't speak I scream
Throw you in the limousine
CHORUS
Breakdown
Throw your hands up top
This is just hip hop
You know we don't stop
Cause we cant ever stop
We came to party where do all the hotties be?
(repeat)
Let's Make Believe
Artist(s): Jayna
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
Bouncy, Club, Energetic, Flirtatious, Fun, Good Time, Hot, Party, Playful, Relationship, Retro, Sexy, Teen, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
102
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Let's Make Believe
LET'S MAKE BELIEVE
Why does love fade away – Hearts are broken every day
But I won't let that happen to us, boy
Two lovers day and night – thinkin' everything's gonna be alright
And I don't want what we've got to be destroyed
Baby please can we just play a game of pretend
I'll show you how to be who we've never been
CHORUS:
Let's make believe this is only the first time
Every touch is a mystery – you and me
Lost in a dream like two strangers in paradise
I don't know you boy and you don't know me
Baby let's make believe
Tonight when the sun goes down, meet me on the other side of town
And you can treat me like I'm your girl toy
We'll take it nice and slow – tell me something I don't know
I've already forgotten your name boy
Close your eyes – tonight we'll be each other's fantasy
Don't hold back – react – take a wild ride with me
CHORUS
Never underestimate the measures that I take to keep your love
I understand your needs and baby I can please you night and day
Never underestimate the measures that I take to keep your love
I understand your needs and baby I can please you all the way
Do It Right To Me
Artist(s): Jayna
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
1990s, Bumpers, Entertainment News Rock, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Transitions
Keywords:
Bouncy, Club, Energetic, Flirtatious, Fun, Good Time, Hot, Party, Playful, Relationship, Retro, Sexy, Sports, Teen, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
104
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Do It Right To Me
DO IT RIGHT TO ME
Walking down the street, driving in my car
We do everything together
Turning up the heat, maybe way too far
But I could feel this way forever
Every single night and every day
Baby don't hold back - take me all the way
Ah - ahh, ah - ahh,ah - ahh (I can feel it baby)
Ah - ahh, ah - ahh,ah - ahh
CHORUS:
Baby take your time but don't you take too long
You're making me weak because it feels so strong
Any other lover would be so wrong
When you do it, do it, do it
Do it right to me - do it right to me
The world always seems to stop inside your arms
My heart starts to beat much faster
Lying here with you underneath the stars
I'm covered head to toe in rapture
I lose all control when get close to you
You're driving me crazy with those things you do
Ah - ahh, ah - ahh,ah - ahh (Can you feel it baby)
Ah - ahh, ah - ahh,ah - ahh
CHORUS
And what if this sweet love was only a dream
I think I'd die - The tears I'd cry
Just a taste of your love, boy
Sends me to heaven
Aw screw it - let's do it
Baby, just take your time - don't ya take too long
You're making me weak 'cos it feels so strong
When you do it, do it, do it - yeah....
Baby take your time but don't you take too long
You're making me weak because it feels so strong
Any other lover would be so wrong
When you do it, do it, do it
When you do it, do it, do it
Do it right to me
24/7
Artist(s): Suzie Rose
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Writer(s):
Andrew Logan (BMI) 50% / Pamela P. Reswick (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 45% / Calamari Music (BMI) 5% / Squid Knees Music (ASCAP) 5%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
2000s, Entertainment News, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
Bouncy, Club, Energetic, Fashion, Flirtatious, Fun, Funky, Good Time, Hot, Jealous, Party, Playful, Pulsing, Reassuring, Relationship, Retro, Rhythmic, Runway, Sexy, Style, Teen, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Strings, Synthesizer
Year Recorded:
2001
BPM:
94
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
24/7
24/7
Every time we're apart
Baby baby, that's when you start
Actin' crazy and losin' it
Ask what I'm doin' and who I'm doin' it with
Do I have to reassure you
That you're the only thing that's on my mind
That I'm givin' you every bit of my time
Baby, don't you trust me
You can rest easy tonight
I'm tellin' you everything is alright
Twenty-four hours a day
Thinkin' 'bout cha baby
All the crazy hours I keep
I still love you seven days a week
Twenty-four hours a day
You're in my heart baby
When we're apart you know it's true
Twenty four seven for you
You call my friends, you ask around
You're pagin' me all over town
You drive me crazy with your jealousy
Why you afraid of losin' me
Do I have to reassure you
There's only one place I'll be tonight
Only one guy who does it right
Baby don't you trust me
You don't have to hold so tight
I'm tellin' you everything is alright
Chorus
So you don't get to see me every minute of the day
That doesn't mean I'm not your baby
I got places to go and people to see
But you're the only one who gets next to me
You're Dangerous
Artist(s): PeaceLove
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
Bouncy, Club, College, Dance Floor, Drinking, Energetic, Flirtatious, Fun, Good Time, Grind, Hot, Party, Playful, Red Carpet, Relationship, Runway, Sexy, Strip Club, Style, Teen, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
114
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You're Dangerous
YOU'RE DANGEROUS
You're a mystery to me girl
So intoxicating
My world is spinnin' 'round now
Someone please help me
The room is getting' hotter
Don't know how we met
Didn't mean to start a fire
Girl you make me sweat
CHORUS:
Girl you're dangerous
You're addicting me
Girl you're dangerous
It's way too much
You keep hitting on me
It's a crazy situation
Don't know up from down
Such a sexy invitation
Love the way it sounds
Yeah you're turning up the heat girl
And your body says go
Now I shouldn't say yes girl
But it's too hard to say no
CHORUS
Sex U
Artist(s): PeaceLove
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
Bar, Bouncy, Club, College, Dance Floor, Drinking, Energetic, Flirtatious, Fun, Good Time, Grind, Hot, Party, Playful, Red Carpet, Relationship, Runway, Sexy, Strip Club, Style, Teen, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
116
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sex U
SEX U
Girl you move so fine
Yeah girl you blow my mind
Girl you move so fine
Yeah girl you blow my mind
I wanna sex u
I wanna do what you want me to
I wanna sex u
I wanna do what you want me to
Do what you want me to
Bring it – come on – bring it – give it to me girl
Move it on the floor
Yeah girl I want you more
Move it on the floor
Makes me want you more n more
Freak
Artist(s): St. John
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Writer(s):
Richard Trapp (BMI) 50% / Steven Kyle Mack (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Alley, Barrio, Bouncy, City, Club, Dark, Drugs, Energetic, Ethnic, Exotic, Flirtatious, Freaky, Fun, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Good Time, Guns, Hot, Kinky, Laid Back, Mean, Middle Eastern, Party, Playful, Promo, Sexy, Sports, Street, Strip Club, Teen, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
96
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Freak
FREAK
CHORUS
Freak slow out of control
Bounce bounce and creep ya roll
Freaky funky like an animal
Gaze like a lazer on the dance floor
VERSE 1
Frequently we freak mc's that blows in the breeze from the west indies
Santeria mama mia my name is st.john let me tell ya little something
About my favorite position anytime I rock upon the microphone
Delicious souls quite nice my mind remains vicious
Nobody come test comin out of my lips watch a part
Of 'em flip see these particles rip don't start I'ma trip
This is part of my grip I hold the microphone like I got total control
Cause im sippin never trippin call me loco loco
Cause I got the need gotta need gotta feed them freaks indeed
Ya never heard me but ask Joey D hes like the king of kings
Hes got ridiculous rings ya never heard me but ask Joey D
CHORUS
VERSE 2
J to the O E to the Y diamonds so tight rock the Mic
Freak we keep beats run the streets
Shinin like from a mile away you can hear them say
GO DIAMONDS GO DIAMONDS
I got a soundtrack in my back pack
Walk slow cause I know youre feelin that
Turn the bass up almost get a heart attack
Id like to give a shout out my man budda black
L to the E to the G G O got the old school b-boy studio
We aint takin it back we so funky in fact
If you saw me on the street youd just have to laugh
Im a paradox like a 22 that you catch
If you really saw the stash then youd do the math
CHORUS
Big And Bad
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Boastful, Boom Box, Bouncy, City, Club, College, Drinking, Drugs, Energetic, Energy, Flirtatious, Fun, Funky, Gang, Girls, Good Time, Groove, Hot, Old School, Party, Playful, Positive, Retro, Sexy, Street, Swagger, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Big And Bad
BIG AND BAD
Chorus
Im big and bad
Im big and bad
The best thing you wish that you ever had
Repeat
Verse 1
Im rockin never jockin walkin down the block
With no laces in my shoes rollin with my crews
Pickin up those honeys cause they know im makin money
But they always talking something funny
Man I aint no dummy
I got the biggest baddest super raddest
Sounds of the street
And I can make the whole world
Nod their heads to this beat
Why ya think that im so super duper like superman
Cause im fresh to death in my b-boy stance
Chorus
Verse 2
Don't you try to test me cause you know
Ill knock you out
I got a four finger ringer
And you know I got clout
All you other wack mc's tryin to get to me
Take a number stand in line cause im tnt
All the players and the pimps step aside on the street
Cause im a bad old busta and I cant be beat
Now wave your hands in the air if youre feelin the drop
I am the king of the mic king of hip hop
All you breakers and DJ'S come and get with me
I am the best I am the baddest O.G. MC
And when you see me turn it out
That's when youll start to believe
That im the ruler of the block king of the streets
Gonna Fly Tonight
Artist(s): Derek Butler (feat. St. John)
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Electro, Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Anthemic, Attitude, Bar, Beverly Hills, Booty, Celebratory, City, Club, College, Commercial, Confidence, Confident, Downtown, Ecstasy, Ecstatic, Energetic, Energy, Exercise, Exuberant, Fashion, Flirtatious, Frat, Fun, High School, Hollywood, Inspiration, LA, Los Angeles, Mature, Miami, Model, Modeling, NYC, Nasty, New York, Night Club, Nightlife, Party, Pole Dancing, Powerful, Privileged, Promo, Radio, Rich, Runway, Sexting, Sexual, Sexy, Shopping, Street, Strip Club, Style, Success, Teen, Texting, Top 40, Upbeat, Uplifting, Wealthy, Win, Winning, Work Out, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Percussion, Synthesizer
BPM:
125
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Gonna Fly Tonight
GONNA FLY TONIGHT
Chorus
We gonna fly tonight
Gonna take it high tonight
You know we feel allright
Nothings gonna bring us down
Verse 1
So hot so fresh so free
Finally be who we be
Sky up high to the galaxy
I see you you see me
Bounce baby bounce baby
Like to the ounce baby
Big up the spot to the maximum
Pump up the bass
In ya face & the drums
People on the planet
wanna come and get some
African to the Mexican
From who we am out to japan
I know ya understand
That we gotta demand
All the pieces of the puzzle
Fit into a big plan
Gonna fly up high
And we never land
Chorus
Verse 2
We rock this pretty party
She got a pretty body
This place be packed with the hotties
Make me wanna go and do something naughty
We shake never shook we cool
Sippin on yak in the back of the pool
Feelin kinda nice actin like a fool
We act brand new but we roll old school
I need hot beats off the streets
Time to make ya dance
Time to move ya feet
Passion smashin movin mixin
Freezing flippin freakin fixin
I cant stop cuz im on a mission
Stayin on top baby what im wishin
Up in the sky lets keep it high
Chorus
Bridge
This could be the start of something good
(repeat)
we stop we drop we roll
we wanna get outta control
we stop we drop we roll
we takin it outta control
we lifted we sky up
we get so get so high up
flip to the top of the galaxy
to the top of the galaxy
chorus
Shoot That Hoop
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Barrio, Basketball, Boastful, Boom Box, Bouncy, Cheerleader, City, Club, College, Competition, Courtside, Drive, Energetic, Energy, Fans, Fun, Game, Girls, Good Time, Groove, Hoops, Hot, Party, Pass, Playful, Playoffs, Positive, Radio, Retro, Rivalry, Shot, Slam Dunk, Sports, Stadium, Street, Swagger, Team, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
116
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Shoot That Hoop
SHOOT THAT HOOP
Chorus
Come on baby shoot that hoop
Come on come on you know how to do it now
Verse 1
Pass the rock im the one on the block
With the smooth jump shot
Make the females hot
Cool breeze and 360's make the crowd scream 'ahhh'
On the blacktop im the sure shot with the flat top
Makin these fools knees pop
Im the street MC the underground king
Had the fresh moves at the age of 13
What ya wanna know about the way I swing
Hook shot while they beat box takin over ya block
Aint nothing better in the hot hot weather
Runnin all day mek ya mind feel better
Make that shot then make that cheddar
Fools come at me talk that smack
Money where the mouth that's where its at
Chorus
Verse 2
I shoot the hoop drop & swoop mix & match
Make em feel the truth drop & roll
Cause im in control pop that flip that finger roll
You know who I do this for love them ladies
Make me crazy make me wanna get up in the morning and dunk
Roll around hot with the rock in the trunk
Drive the lane and ill block that junk
Rip them moves like wilt the stilt
Got a game that I play like dr. J
Ima make you shook if you get in my way
Ima drain that shot like smooth hip hop
I can play all day rock all night
The man on the mic cause my game is tight
Keep it comin nice like you knew I might
Chorus
Verse 3
Come on and lets do it do it
Youre gonna break through it through it
Pass pass block that block that shot shot
We get we get hot hot
Wicked on the block like an astronaut
Pick and roll out of control alley oop
Then we give and go
Shoot that shoot that hoop I mean
Everybody love it when I drain that 3
She Gives It All
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B
Keywords:
Club, Flirtatious, Fun, Party, Playful, Radio, Relationship, Romantic, Sexy, Street, Strip Club, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
120
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
She Gives It All
SHE GIVES IT ALL
CHORUS
She gives it all to me yeeaahhh
She gives it all to me every night
She gonna pour it all over her sweet sweet love
She gives it all to me from heaven above
VERSE 1
Stop that train hot like flame
Burn my brain walk that way
Shift stop roll with the wiggle in the spot
Stop rock whistle shell never be caught
By a player like me switch up my game get a fame degree
Sittin in the corner with a PHD
I see you have looked at me freeze flip
Move them lips bend over strip take em off them hips
Why waste your time with me cause girl I will
Shake that world lunatic to benefit
Politic I make it sick
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Raindrops don't stop hip hop
We caught like a shot goin off
I was hit this is it this it
Where'd it go in my hip that's hip
These thoughts in my head am I dead?
She spit words land like lead
Too good to be true play it cool
Not a fool im cool
Done with tricks im not slick don't trip
Don't rock don't flip come off it
Not a prophet
Drop profits don't stop it
More often than not
You make me stop make me rock
Drop top is on my brain
Little belly button drive a man insane
CHORUS
Baby come tell me secrets maybe
The we can freak it lazy fast slow oh good lord
Free
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1970s, Classic Soul R&B, Entertainment News, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Bar, Barrio, City, Cop Show, Dance, Energetic, Fun, Funky, Ghetto, Night Club, Party, Positive, Radio, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
95
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Free
FREE
VERSE 1
Free like Mississippi free like shorty when she miss me
Free like bent over the wheel of a range rover
My mama said my main mission is to be relaxed
Liberate your mind on the railroad tracks
Remember when the music had a deep impact
Laid back instrumental incidental to stimulate
The mental ima swing back and forth on the street be free
Float down the river come on come on
CHORUS
Free funk beautiful people aint no equal fly like a falcon
In the sky we feel free freestylin
New York city wilin
Fell free (repeat) doin your best takin the test
VERSE 2
Can it be a liberation of the soul we need
I know those politrickin' don't give a finger lickin
Damn about the common man and woman tryin to make it happen
In this land wheres the voice of reason in the mob season
I think pleasin politicians gonna make us slaves
They keep getting money don't care how they behave
People of the planet just smile stay brave
CHORUS
VERSE 3
Outlandish I make a stand like im the man they all depended upon
Put my pen upon the parchment and star ship I travel galaxies
Killin fallacies about realities probably a principality
A sovereignty is what we need im on flame like your weave
A grown protozoas take over speed systems of a junkie
Too many punks be actin like monkeys
But theres a new star risin in the sky tonight
F is for the fact were in full effect
R is for the roots don't disrespect
E is for exactly what we be
E is for equality that's how we see
Im a student of underground history
We gotta fly free for a new galaxy
CHORUS
You're So Stupid
Artist(s): St. John
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, 2000s, Comedy, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Alley, Bad Kids, Barrio, Boom Box, Bouncy, Bragger, Breaking Rules, City, Club, College, Comedy, Fun, Funny, Getting In Trouble, Girls, Good Time, Grade School, High School, L.A., Naughty, New York, Night Club, Odd, Offbeat, Old School, Party, Playful, Playing Tricks, Prankster, Quirky, Silly, South, Street, Teen, Tongue in Cheek, Trickster, Trouble Makers
Instruments:
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
120
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You're So Stupid
You're So Stupid
Chorus
You're so stupid
Really dumb
You're so stupid
Don't know how come
Verse 1
I met this little girly round the way yesterday
She said youre stupid i just met you
You dont even know my name
No doubt im not the science type
But even when im wrong im right
This birdy looked at me like i was drunk on medication
Like im sittin in the baby pool in the front yard for vacation
Girl i kick that special ish
You got that scratch and i got the itch
Chorus
Verse 2
I think my new name is delish
Gimme 9 trys and ill make a swish
So even though you think im dumb
I walked down the street while im chewin gum
I used to be hard but i lost my gun
Now i pop lock when i battle its fun
Lost the whip so i have to run
Got no degrees no mercedes
Sneak some champagne on the bus
Little old ladies lookin envious
Gimme 50 cents you could party with us
I dont mean to
Chorus
Go Getta
Artist(s): Stella Mwangi
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Writer(s):
Stella Nyambura Mwangi (TONO) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Dance, Electronica Dance Club House Trance, Entertainment News, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Bar, Celebrity, City, Club, Competition, Compton, Confident, Downtown, East LA, Energy, Fashion, Flirtatious, Gang, Ghetto, Girl's Night Out, Gritty, Groove, Hot, Miami, NYC, New York, Night Club, Paparazzi, Party, Positive, Radio, Rebellious, Red Carpet, Runway, Sexual, Sexy, South Central, Star, Street, Strip Club, Struggle, Style, Stylish, Territorial, Tough, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
120
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Go Getta
GO GETTA
VERSE 1
No, I can not wait
When I see what I want, keep my head on straight
I gotta get going now, can't stay here
So I gotta let you know I ain't got no fear, cause
Ain't no mountain too high
I climb on it like that's my ride
Let me put my cape on my back
Let'em know that a girl got it down like that
I was, born in the village
Now look at her flying over big cities, really
Aiming after that mille
To hell what you say I gotta push it to the limit, limit
Is up to you if you in or not
But I'm, speeding up to the wheels gone drop
It doesn't seem you will see me later
I got to get going to the next, haters
CHORUS (2X)
Ain't staying here or there,
Don't think you will see me later
Ain't staying here or there,
Don't think you will see me later
Cause I'm that go getta
I gotta go get it
Yeah I'm that go getta
I gotta go get it
VERSE 2
I gotta go get it, punches I roll with it
Proud when I get to say, look ma your girl did it
No freebies, no handouts
Can't get what you want what you hand out
I grew up on hard work so I know better
Even as a brat dad called me a go getta
High risk no low better
Even hatters put their hands in the air at the show with her
Cause I'm cool like that
Do what I want break a rule like that
Can't hang around so I can't chit chat
Boy you gotta find a girl who is down with that
Cause I, work hard look fly at the same time
Spell who I am for ya and even the name rhymes
S-T-E-L-L-A
G-O-G-E-T-T-A
CHORUS (2X)
BRIDGE
I'm that G-O-G-E-T-T-A, A-A-A (2X)
G-O-G-E-T-T-A, A-A-A-A (2X)
CHORUS (2X)
Christmas In The Hood
Artist(s): St. John
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45%
Category:
Holiday
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Christmas, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Boom Box, Bouncy, Celebration, Cheer, Christmas, City, College, Elf, Elves, Energetic, Energy, Exciting, Family, Fun, Good Time, Groove, Groovy, Happy Holidays, Old School, Party, Playful, Positive, Presents, Presents Under The Tree, Radio, Retro, Santa Claus, Sleigh, Snow, Snowmen, Spirit, Street, Swagger, Teen, Upbeat, Urban, Winter
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Sleigh Bells, Synthesizer
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Christmas In The Hood
I been around the globe
Like you thought I would
Now I'm back with the fam
Christmas in the Hood
I been all around the city
And it's understood
That we blessed and so fresh
Christmas in the Hood
So yo approach real close
And listen up real good
If you down with the sound
Christmas in the Hood
HO HO HO yo what did I see
It was a bunch of little dudes
Runnin' around in the street
They had pointy ears and funny hats
And bells on their feet
I was trippin' maybe flippin'
Oh snap! Its Christmas eve
As I approached now they done ghosted
Disappeared in the breeze
I put down what I'd been drinking
To myself I started thinking
Are those lights that I see blinking
Up there in the sky
And now walkin' down the block
Here go those 3 Wise Guys
Now Granny hookin' up those ham hocks green beans
Turkey stuffin' there's my cousin smells like evergreens
Those stockings hanging up they are my Aunt Irene's
And yo coolin' on the couch was this dude I'd never seen
He had a big white beard & a big jelly belly
Sippin' egg nog with my favorite Aunt Nelly
I said where you from man now you look real cold
He said you could find him kickin' it up at the North Pole
I said welcome back Cringle he said its all good
This is my new jam man CHRISTMAS IN THE HOOD
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Some mistletoe and a kiss on the cheek
Mistletoe Mistletoe HO
Mistletoe Mistletoe HO
Bedtime Stories
Artist(s): Casey Grimes (feat. Erk da Jerk and InfiNate)
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Writer(s):
Casey Grimes (ASCAP) 33.33% / David N. Mueller (ASCAP) 33.34% / Kevin Shaundre Allen (ASCAP) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Electronica, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap, Urban
Keywords:
Bad, Celebrity, City, Club, Confident, Dirty, Duet, Energy, Fashion, Flirt, Flirtatious, Freaky, Groove, Hedonistic, Hot, Infatuation, Kinky, Love, Naughty, Paparazzi, Party, Positive, Radio, Red Carpet, Relationship, Runway, Secret, Seductive, Sexual, Sexy, Star, Strip Club, Strut, Style, Stylish, Swagger, Sweaty, Tease, Temptation, Top 40
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
120
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bedtime Stories
"Bedtime Stories"
Intro
Hey baby, I gotta bedtime story
Listen up, Lights out!
Verse
I'm gonna tell you a bedtime story
It's about me and you
I'm gonna issue one small warning
It just might come true
Your body is getting hotter now
Your Gonna need a little water now
Its gonna a little freaky babe, What you crave
My body is on fire
Hook
I'm comin' through your dreams tonight
Baby comin through,
I'm comin' through your dreams tonight
Got bedtime story for you
Verse 2
My finger nails are scarlett red,
See how deep they dig in your chest
Climb on top grab my hips real tight
Now close your eyes and enjoy the ride
Can you feel my body heatin' up
My juices yeah they be fillin' up
Kissin' on you bout to eat you up
I know your deepest desire
Rap Bridge
Look, now she don't care, she say I'm hers nah she don't share,
And I don't either, she's a keeper, I'm what ups, and she my genie
Don't play no games, lay it down, Soakin wet, Might make me drowned
I'm the prince might take the crown, Rapunzel girl let your hair down
Got what you looking for, got my hands in the cookie jar
DiCaprio, get in them dreams,
No actin' though, get in them jeans
Lock you up, won't find the key
Let's play a little game of hide and seek
You can come spend the night with me
Bedtime story put you right to sleep
Hook
I'm comin' through your dreams tonight
Baby comin through,
I'm comin' through your dreams tonight
Got bedtime story for you
Let's Party Tonight
Artist(s): Beverly Staunton
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Dance, Disco, Entertainment News, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Pop, Pop Rock, Rock, Urban
Keywords:
Bouncy, Celebration, Club, Commercial, DJ, Dance Party, Electronic, Energetic, Fashion, Flirtatious, Friends, Fun, Girl's Night Out, Good Time, High Energy, High School, Hollywood, Hot, Party, Playful, Positive, Red Carpet, Relationship, Runway, Sexy, Style, Teen, Top 40, Tween, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Guitar, Keyboard
BPM:
120
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Let's Party Tonight
LET'S PARTY TONIGHT
Get Get Get up, Get out on the dance floor
The music's started so boy what are you waiting for?
Get your groove on
Let's Party tonight
Feel the beat pumping out the speakers of the radio
Be a freak, move your feet like no one else has done before
Spin the record
Let's party tonight – uh huh, uh huh
Mr. DJ
Spin the record
Let's party tonight
Get your groove on
Spin the record
Let's Party tonight
Give, give, give me some of what I'm asking for
Lose control cause you ain't gonna need it no more
Spin the record
Let's Party tonight
Won't you Come Come Come over here and let's get crazy
I wanna feel you near
I wanna play with you all night – that's right
Let's party tonight – uh huh, uh huh
Mr. DJ
Spin the record
Let's party tonight
Get your groove on
Spin the record
Let's Party tonight
Hey Babe – the party's on
Tell me what your waiting for
Spin the record
Let's party tonight – uh huh, uh huh
Mr. DJ
Spin the record
Let's party tonight
Get your groove on
Spin the record
Let's Party tonight
Rock The Block
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Boastful, Boom Box, Bouncy, City, College, Drinking, Drive By, Drugs, Energy, Flirtatious, Fun, Gang, Girls, Good Time, Groove, Hot, Night Club, Old School, Party, Playful, Positive, Radio, Retro, Sexy, Street, Strip Club, Swagger, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
95
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Rock The Block
ROCK THE BLOCK
CHORUS
Rock the block - get the party on
Rock the block - 'til we get it done
Rock the block - girl shake that hump
Feel that thing goin' bump bump bump
Rock the block - get the party on
Rock the block - 'til we get it done
Rock the block - girl shake that hump
Feel that thing goin' bump bump bump
verse 1
bass starts shakin that 808
all the people in the place
with a smile on they face
got speakers and tweeters makin you vibrate
can you feel it in ya feet all the way to ya face
I just love rockin partys lookin out at the hotties
In the black spandex or them ripped up jeans
Im the ruler of the mic king of the scene
I can make the whole block rock like a fiend
I can make it so nice seem like a dream
CHORUS
Verse 2
Pour my drink on ice and ill make you scream
Fellas in the place just grab that lady
It don't really matter if you rollin Mercedes
Rock that body make the girlies go crazy
Don't stand on the wall lookin stupid and lazy
Take a chance do the dance as im rockin the block
Aint no other like me rockin this hip hop
Im the best MC in the place to be
CHORUS
Verse 3
Certified by makin this party swing
Im the best in the west best in the east
I can make the old ladies get up from their seats
Make the leaves start shakin up in the trees
Ladies be lovin make em weak in the knees
Paris Tokyo London belize
I rock around the world like you wouldn't believe
I Wanna
Artist(s): St. John
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
City, Dance, Energetic, Fun, Night Club, Party, Radio, Sexy, Street
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
100
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Wanna
I WANNA
CHORUS
Youre getting so hot why don't you take it off
Im gettin so hot I wanna I wanna
VERSE 1
Sugar and spice and everything nice
Let me take you to Rodeo lay ya hands and your wrist
And your neck on ice
You got spice like Bombay models on the runway
Let me tell ya bout the way we play in L.A.
Come and pick you up stay gone for three days
Thermostat must peak 85 degrees have you weak in the knees
Playalistic you don't have to speak you just have to scream
That skin so silk have me flipped like a fiend how you dip in them jeans
How you gonna act pimp say you got your own cream
I feel like I smoked woke up in a dream
Baby girl with them curls bubble bath and steam
I had to pull connection for the club tonight
But if you stay freaky we stay in tonight
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Im the first to run the last to come
Shake the timber like thunder stay limber go undercover
Like no other man can I don't mean to boast got a place on the coast
I don't mean to brag but no ragtops got the 600 tint and you know it stays dropped
Love you like hip hop when you take it off
Girl those hands so soft got the pedal to the medal
Wont stop until you stop everything stays rock
As we roll up the block hold your head up high
As we spark jade opticals bottles that we pop and pull
Feel like im in tropical weather whether youre coming soon
Or in the next room feel the boom from the bass and girl just in case
Im gonna hit and run baby im not even done cause we gonna see the sun
Girl that was just round one
CHORUS
YOURE BURNING UP BABY
LETS TAKE IT OFF BABY
Can't Stop The Music
Artist(s): L. Young
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1970s, Funk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Celebrate, Classic, Dance, Dance Party, Dynamic, Energetic, Falsetto, Feel Good, Fun, Funky, Happy, Joyous, Party, Playful, Positive Attitude, Retro, Throwback, Tight, Upbeat, Vintage Sound, Wedding Reception
Instruments:
Baritone Saxophone, Bass, Bongos, Drums, Electric Guitar, Electric Guitars, Hand Claps, Horns, Percussion, Piano, Rhodes Electric Piano, Strings, Tenor Saxophone, Trombone, Trumpet, Violin
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
125
Key:
G
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Can't Stop The Music
INTRO
Can't stop - can't stop
Can't stop - yeah ya ya yaa
Can't stop - can't stop the music
VERSE 1
Sunlight such a blessing
Sweet caress holding on to the day
I like that feeling turn the wheel
And guide us on our way
PRE-CHORUS 1
Then something happens
With a flick of a switch, life is energized
Come, we'll dance and everything
Is beauty magic realized
CHORUS 1
Never gonna stop, no we'll never drop
Keep on dancing - Can't stop the music
Forever treasure, groove is pleasure
Keep on dancing - Can't stop the music
REFRAIN 1:
Can't stop - can't stop
Can't stop - yea ya ya yaa
Can't stop - can't stop the music
BRIDGE
Room shaking hearts are making
Love on the dance floor - ya ya ya
No turnin' back night's yearnin' for more -
More - more ---- yeah
We can't stop it, no we can't stop it
No no nah ya ya ya ya ya
PRE-CHORUS 2
Then something happens
With a flick of a switch, life is energized
Come, we'll dance and everything
Is beauty magic realized
CHORUS 2
Never gonna stop, no we'll never drop
Keep on dancing - Can't stop the music
Forever treasure, groove is pleasure
Keep on dancing - Can't stop the music
Can't stop, no no we'll never drop
No, we'll never drop
Forever, that groove is pleasure, ya ya ya yaa..
OUTRO
Can't stop - can't stop
Can't stop - yea ya ya yaa
Can't stop - can't stop the music
Can't stop - can't stop
Can't stop - yea ya ya yaa
Can't stop - can't stop the music
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