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Show You How
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
Keywords:
Club, Flirtatious, Fun, Party, Playful, Radio, Relationship, Romantic, Sexy, Street, Strip Club, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
95
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Show You How
SHOW YOU HOW
CHORUS
Im gonna show you
Im gonna show you how
We gonna rock all night
And keep it tight till the break of dawn
VERSE 1
Hot sweat ridin in my corvette
Im a veteran I need medicine start listening
Skin glistening from midnight to high noon
We could rent a room get it done like boom
I need some soon you got those fumes
Your profile looms in my head like what?
Im not nervous lampin on purpose
Gully like no other be how can I be of service
Come a little closer boy I wanna taste of it
Move a little closer boy im gonna make you sweat
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Rockin the mic and keeping it tight my tongue do little tricks
Have to pay attention when you lickin them lips
Like the way you walk away the way you move them hips
Move a little closer give this henny a sip
Flamed in the brain lets jet lets dip
Got a chocolate philly waitin out in the whip
Freak then slow then fluctuate
Had those moves on my mind since the very first date
CHORUS
VERSE 3
Im a man on a mission on a mission a man
Ill show you don't speak with my hand understand
Bang bang like an 808 in every state
Make minds vibrate don't wait
Lets make the club the room do shake with the weight
Im heavy like a pusher used to slang a little bit
I wanna be legit serve you up with criss
The way you speak sexy at the top of my list
Put a hundred grand worth of ice on your wrist
Never thought it'd be so hot like this
Sweatin in positions that be dangerous
Rock all night so tight like bliss
CHORUS
Check U Out
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
Keywords:
Club, Flirtatious, Fun, Party, Playful, Radio, Relationship, Romantic, Sexy, Street, Strip Club, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
110
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Check U Out
CHECK U OUT
Chorus
I wanna check u out
U gonna check me out
I get to know you
Want to know just what youre all about
V1
Check this out in a matter of about
Five minutes attendance is increased
In the party rock your body from the north to the east
Lookin so smooth like luxury
Im a pimp on the inside chill on the out
No doubt head spinnin when the lights go out
Pop pop lazer gazer cut like razors
Thick in the blazer do me a favor
Chorus
V2
Spottin pon the body girl hit them curves
Tight like eerrtt hold up wait stay up get up
Oh snap like whips goin 126 blacktop or bricks
I wanna check how she grips how she turn the corner
Will she stay up or flip if we go real fast will she start to slip
I aint playin girl talking about drivin the whip on the 101
Goin about 126
I don't act real slick no need for that it's the way that your eyes flash
My Lady
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:
100
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
My Lady
MY LADY
CHORUS
I wanna show you that you are my lady
I wanna show you everything you are to me
I wanna hold you cause you are my lady
I wanna show you everything you are to me
VERSE1
Baby girl tight curls in my world like
Bright light shinin deep into my night might
Keep you in my sight days I participate
In your life like a true man should boo
Wanna demonstrate populate activate
When they see us all these thugs wanna player hate
I remember when we first met first date
I was late kinda wild when I thought of you
Long tall its not just freefall lamped in the
Whip talked and thoughts came across
You was soft I was off in my mind like
Good lord whats this gift sittin next to me
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Day one get it done havin fun
Deep inside my middle say she's the one
Gotta keep my game tight I know we last all night
We don't fight just communicate everyday
By the way im on my way to the top babe
We could ride in a dropped '63 babe
In a California breeze love the way you smoke trees
Sexy funky like Jamaican or Haitian girl
Im makin these papers my girl gets the best
I try to confess sometimes my word gets a mess
See you in that black tight midnight dress
One in a million brazilian chameleon
CHORUS
VERSE 3
Step back soul clap its for real that
Way you look at me I leave its not easy
Fasheezy its breezy my heart does flips
Way you walk down the beach and with ease move them hips
Loose lips sink ships we keep it so low
Down deep everybody want to know oh
Wher'd they go dipped out again at midnight
Back to the crib you know you make me feel right
I got some things some diamond rings
You caught some blings and then made me sing
This is the real thing girl I don't care
You and me are lovely in the atmosphere
CHORUS
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
Let Me Take You Home
Artist(s): Mark Cross
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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:
Club, Dance, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
After Party, Auto Tune, Bedroom, Bottle Service, Chill, Club, Commercial, Drinks, First Date, Flirtatious, Fun, Hot, Intimate, Love Making, Party, Passionate, Playa, Player, Playful, Radio, Raunchy, Relationship, Romantic, Sensual, Sex, Sexy, Smooth, Street, Strip Club, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Percussion, Synthesizer
BPM:
93
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Let Me Take You Home
LET ME TAKE YOU HOME
CHORUS:
Let me take you home, don't cha know
Imma be the one for you
Gonna get you close, before you know
Gonna do that thing I do
Let me take you home, don't cha know
Imma be the one for you
Gonna get you close, before you know
Gonna do that thing I do
Let me take you home - let me take you home
Let me take you home - let me take you home
Hey girl wait a minute where you goin' now
Did I move on you too fast
Yea I know girl we just met now
But you're makin' me want you bad
Don't walk away ya don't have to be alone
I know you feel just like I feel
Stop playin' games save it for the bedroom
I'll make your fantasies come for real
Oh oh – oh oh
Turn it up don't turn it down turn it down
Oh oh – oh oh
CHORUS
Hey girl can't ya see I'm so into you
It's getting' late but we got all night
I'll make ya hot lemme find the spot now
I got the whip lemme take you for a ride
Such a hottie sexy little body
The way ya move drives me outta my mind
Baby lose your head slip 'n slide in my bed
You been wantin' it all this time
Oh oh – oh oh
Turn it up don't turn it down turn it down
Oh oh – oh oh
CHORUS
Imma be – imma be – imma be the one for you baby
Imma be – imma be – imma be the one for you baby
Imma be – imma be – imma be the one for you baby
Imma be – imma be
CHORUS
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
Jump She Jump
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:
Dancehall, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Jamaican, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap, Reggae, Reggae Dance Hall, Reggaeton
Keywords:
Beach, Caribbean, Club, Dance, Flirtatious, Florida, Fun, Island, Kinky, Miami, Party, Playful, Promo, Radio, Sexy, South Beach, Sports, Spring Break, Street, Strip Club, Summer, Tough, Twisted
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
93
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Jump She Jump
Jump She Jump
Chorus
Jump she jump anytime
When we in the club and we feel the bassline
Bump he bump anytime
When he in the club and he feel the bassline
Verse 1
When me fly around the world
I spy upon them girls
Dip around the block opportunity come knock
Put em all in my limo and we takin it non stop
Dirty as she wanna be see her walkin down the street
Wonder if she tell me can we jump up jump up
Ask her what her name would be said you cant mess with me
Said maybe baby you shake and were gonna see
Sippin on straight hennessee
Rub a dub I got some love
When I freak her from behind
She fit me like a glove
Follow me follow me come and reach from above
Come to make the floor the ceiling shake
Motivate and twist upon the record like bump bump
If you workin 9 to 5 or doin dirt and then you drive
Makin it hard to stay alive we jump jump
Chorus
Verse 2
Me from London west end want a friend
Come in and pretend like they really makin ends
Got a fatter pocket meta4 know how to rock it
Come with me come with me
I got jump up for days mama need to get paid
Back of an escalade smoking hand rolled spliffs
I like the club dirty smoky Daniel jack the 5th
Insane when I spit the gift like you need a lift
Put your hands up make a 4 name is meta4
Came here to get raw so get on the floor
I like to get the whole joint jumpin jumpin
Thumpin thumpin like they say we need it crunk
Make my move and make you look
Got you starin at the floor and you shook shook
People let me tell you one time
West side east side cmon
Chorus
Welcome To Paradise
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:
Calypso, Dancehall, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Tropical Hip Hop
Keywords:
Attraction, Beach, Caribbean, Danceable, Desire, Flirtatious, Fun, Island, Island Vibes, Male-Female Dynamics, Miami, Party, Playful, Relationship, Romantic, Sexual Overtones, Sexy, South Beach, Spring Break, Street, Suggestive, Summer, Upbeat, Vacation, Zumba
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Organ, Piano, Synthesizer
BPM:
106
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Welcome To Paradise
WELCOME TO PARADISE
CHORUS
Welcome to paradise anything you want can happen
Lose yourself in paradise
Living beyond the edge of fantasy
Positive position feel the friction
Its addiction what they cookin in the kitchen
Feel them hot hot hot
Bend the around and twist the sound
But im not the type of man to go down
Party people comin to feel the sound sound
Can you the feel the temperature it rise rise
I can see by the way you lookin In your eyes
Put on a disguise its my little fantasy
You and me together girl in ecstacy
Whats a matter with a little bit of shake shake
Why ya move it mama it's a big and round ting
Some a dem men a disrespect and take
But it not that kind a party we no fake fake
CHORUS
I wanna tell you about this dream with me
You and me together girl in ecstacy
But I want it to be nice champagne on ice
Everything you can think of every single device
Come on party people wanna know when dem feelin this
Lately baby feel so crazy move like lazy rivers maybe
We could take it all the way see
I got a plan I wanna put them down
We never gonna leave upon this side of town
Always pon a smile never frown
White skin black skin brown brown
CHORUS
Keep it jumpin rebel sound rebel man no rebel town
Always up we never down once was lost now im found
Particle peaks and make speak and burn like trees
Begging you to stay my woman down on my knees
All dem other girls be askin me like please
When ya walk in the room everybody like 'freeze'
We bout to make this party rise up by degrees
Raise the bass raise the treble move with the breeze
We the type of people keep it comin all night
Do anything to rock ya girl and make ya feel right
I lose myself a everytime ya come in my sight
We keep it goin beautiful now turn off the light
Makin me so crazy girl now keep that tight
In a paradise girl we never ever fight
Step into my world woman treat ya right
Push up push up keep it goin all night
CHORUS
Spanish Fly
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:
Barrio, City, Club, Energy, Flirtatious, Ghetto, Hot, Laid Back, Latin, Mexican, Playful, Relationship, Romantic, Sensual, Sexy, Soulful, Spanish, Street, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboard, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
93
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Spanish Fly
SPANISH FLY
CHORUS
Senorita I treat ya like my Spanish fly
Listen to my rhythm and youll never ask why
Ladies be talkin trash you know that they lie
You know its just my flow that be getting them high
Senorita I treat ya like my Spanish fly
Listen to my rhythm and youll never ask why
Senorita (Seniorita)
My Spanish fly (My Spanish fly)
VERSE 1
Do that slow walk down the middle of the catwalk
Caught locked I been seeking exactly that
She was fly with the Spanish maybe she can manage
Don't forget the damage she did to other rockers
See you peeking around the corners at my shows on the low
Does he really lay 'em play 'em to extremes in the evening
While out the club pull a piece while he's leaving?
Hell yeah don't listen to the people pullin propaganda policies
Just holla please and follow these tendencies to get with me
Yes I am a mystery yes I have a history
Yes I get the best of everything
Why should you get with me?
You'd look good and I'd look good with double 760's
You comin with your own dough so I know respects shown
Blown the way cash should be blown
CHORUS
VERSE 2
When I know that youre at my home
All alone sittin by the telephone getting stoned
I make you moan fittin' in positions that you've never been shown
Sittin and listenin to Nina Simone talkin' philosophically
The seed has been sown hittin knockin knees
Baby please in the zone if were just together for one night that's allright
But those people who were talking smack before say
You look tight makes me want to sneak out in the middle of the night
Your body with no clothes lord knows what a sight
Im imagining things that are already happening
It's crazy in this world of mad money mad shows mad hoes
And the rest man you know how it goes
CHORUS
My senorita you know I need ya
Just meet me later you know ill freak ya
Baby You're My VIP
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:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B
Keywords:
Flirtatious, Hip, Hot, Laid Back, MC, Playful, Relationship, Romantic, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Soulful, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
95
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Baby You're My VIP
BABY YOU'RE MY VIP
CHORUS
Tell me what you want from me
I can be your everything
I just want you close to me
Baby you're my VIP
You can call me day or night
Girl I wanna treat you right
I just want you close to me
Baby you're my VIP
Late summer afternoon boom
Zoomin in on an innocent face no trace of the streets
Never chased by police not creased by defeat
Beats hang in the air like heat lets meet in the corner
And discuss something maybe you got me locked down
Looking for something I used to mess around get player hated
Now I need a fresh girl that's sophisticated
Now I take you to the next level stay away from devils
I know how they hustle cause I used to hustle too
Coming up tough ain't nothing else to do
I'm tired of the schemin' yes I want to act true
Look into my eyes boo you know what to do
You and me alone without the rest of my crew
CHORUS
I used to hop fences now I drop my defenses
It senseless way these jokers try to run game
I'll take you away we'll never be the same
I try to talk soft get you next to me
When I feel you close it's like ecstasy
It vexes me can't fight destiny
You always been my little VIP
You see you make want to take it to the next degree
Jet down to Jamaica feel finally free
Smoke a little something talk philosophy
When I look into your face girl I start to dream
About how we can make it
I never ever fake it got no time to mistake it
You my little VIP girl let's see where we can take it
This is destiny
CHORUS
I never thought I'd make it to the top like this
I put you at the top of my list and pop cris
Now everybody put your hands up make a fist
Dedicated to my lady waitin for me
Patient for me when I'm on the road
Making that cheese waitin for seeds
To carry on my legacy to the nth degree
I'm a real man mic stand true MC
CHORUS
Baby Doll
Artist(s): Doll House
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Writer(s):
David Isaac Feldstein (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Dance, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Brassy, Bridal Shower, Club, Energy, Fashion, Fun, Groove, Jealousy, Lively, Party, Positive, Radio, Red Carpet, Relationship, Runway, Sexy, Street, Strip Club, Style, Stylish, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Scratches, Synthesizer
BPM:
120
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Baby Doll
Baby Doll
You want to be my love
You want to call me baby doll
But you got another girl
And it's gonna drive you crazy
you can't have it all
But you're still wanting more
Once upon a time
You could have pulled anything
now you look but you can't touch
though the times have changed
I'm still the same
You want me so much
But you gave this girl up
Don't cha know
you're never gonna do better than me
No you're never gonna do better than me
No you're never gonna do better than me
I can see, you want me
To be your baby doll
You wanna window shop
You wanna look me over now
And you want to cross the line
But you're a loser in red rover
No you can't play the game
Cause the times they have changed
So get a good eye fill
Why don't take my picture boy
And imagine if you still
Could have me for your little toy
No you can't have it all
But you're still wanting more
Don't cha know
I know you want me more than anything
I know you want me more than any fantasy
I know you want me more than anything
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
You're Dangerous
Artist(s): PeaceLove
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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:
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):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
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
Upside Down
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Publisher(s):
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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
I Wanna
Artist(s): St. John
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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
Getcha Up
Artist(s): KRAFT
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B
Keywords:
Club, Crunk, Flirtatious, Funky, Laid Back, Party, Radio, Relationship, Sexy, Smooth, Street, Strip Club, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
100
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
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
Down With Me
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Flirtatious, Hip, Hot, Laid Back, MC, Playful, Relationship, Romantic, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Soulful, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
88
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Down With Me
DOWN WITH ME
Come on make a move
I know you want it too
I wanna feel you down with me
Short stuff I like ya rockin it rough
It was a calm summer night so clean the rain came
You blow my mind with that divine smooth silhouette
Bet we could jet to Puerto rico
Freak those toes and not forget so I may come mention
On that evening want to smooth you with the feeling
Heaving somewhat revealing now are you feeling
Emotion damn I can conceive you and me weaving in the ocean
I can feel the friction love come between us
Is electricity after this night when I be missing you
You be missing me kissing each and every inch and touch
Available skin please commence to rolling those hips
Must be stolen from an Aphrodite Egyptian
In that position my new religion is just to keep you
Locked and clocked inside my vision
Come on make a move
I know you want it too
I wanna feel you down with me
You freakin it the right way freakin it the left
Breath to breath this effect doesn't need a complication
Yeah yeah what smoke provoke inter-dimensional
Sensual space travel unravellin meridian diamond in the island
I find your mind and its shinin' but after days of stress
And tribulation in this mess we need relation just to get high
Look inside my gaze you say the word and I stays and we lays out
Path with the math this equation makes sense
Just listen this is Switzerland what counts amounts
Of chips stacked so if you come around I know
You down with me and if ya down with me
Then I can see that we agree
Chorus
Do It Right To Me
Artist(s): Jayna
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Publisher(s):
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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
Hands Off
Artist(s): Suzie Rose
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
2000s, Entertainment News, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Pop, R&B, Rock
Keywords:
Attitude, Club, Confident, Dance, Energetic, Energy, Fashion, Fun, Groove, Harmonies, Jealous, Party, Red Carpet, Relationship, Runway, Sexy, Street, Strip Club, Strut, Style, Teen, Top 40, Tough, Upbeat, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Strings, Synthesizer
Year Recorded:
2000
BPM:
95
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hands Off
HANDS OFF
Hey girl friend
I know what your eyes are doin'
Say girl friend
I know where your mind is movin'
Don't know why
You think his heart is yours for the askin'
Say goodbye
Cause you are not welcome at this party you're crashin'
Don't cha even think about it
Get a grip, better quit, get over it
Cause if you're even thinkin' about it
Read my lips
Hands off - look but don't touch
Back off cause you're pushin' it too much
Get off of your funky fantasy
Cause he belongs, he belongs to me
Hands off - I tell ya he's mine
Lay off - I'll warn ya for the last time
Stay off of my private property
Cause he belongs, he belongs to me
My girl friends
Are tellin' me what you been up to
Don't pretend
You're innocent - the end you've come to
How time flies
Better leave before your game gets played out
Say bye bye
Don't let the door hit you on your way out
Don't cha even think about it
Get a grip, better quit, get over it
Cause if you're even thinkin' about it
Read my lips
Hands off - look but don't touch
Back off cause you're pushin' it too much
Get off of your funky fantasy
Cause he belongs, he belongs to me
Hands off - I tell ya he's mine
Lay off - I'll warn ya for the last time
Stay off of my private property
Cause he belongs, he belongs to me
24/7
Artist(s): Suzie Rose
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Publisher(s):
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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
She Got It
Artist(s): Stella Mwangi
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Dance, 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:
140
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
She Got It
SHE GOT IT
Yeah the girl got it, I got it, some of them got it, some of them don't, I got it bad and I'm a tell the world about it
Whether you Asian or European,
American or African
That's African not Afri-can't, I tell 'em Yes I can!
Let you know where, where I'm coming from
Get to know me so you can know what I'm going for
Always standing up tall never laying low
Girls like me don't wait for your call, we-
We'll fin our way inn
Walk through no stumbling
If you wonder what's hot what's cooking now
Gotta be beats from Rumblin
And a girl so fly who you kidding
We be up at the top of the building
Elevating up to we on the next level
They wanna know about it so a girl tell them
Ain't suppose to rap cause am a woman
Do the thing I do, that takes two men
Oh yes the girl got it (and they wanna know about it)
Tell me bout a girl who you know flyer
Tell me bout a girl who got more fire
I know one I'll pass that by ya
Me! If it ain't you a liar liar
Cause your pants on fire
They don't believe you they won't buy it
Let me be me and do what I do be
Walk in my shoes you'll get too tired
So hey, we don't play
And they agree to what I say
On any day in any way we shine so bright we cannot fade
I'm coming back home, feeling like a heated stove
Some people still don't know (and they wanna know about it)
Bring it back no I ain't done with
Girls like me don't stop to we finish
So hitting on me please don't be silly
Your town too small to get at big city
Yeah yeah, the girl got it
Don't really take too much to spot it
Yeah yeah the girl got it
(And they wanna know about it)
Go Getta
Artist(s): Stella Mwangi
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Publisher(s):
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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)
Make Up Your Mind
Artist(s): Soul Planet Jazz Ensemble
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Category:
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Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Classic Soul R&B, Female Vocal, Funk, Hip Hop, Male Vocal, R&B, Soul
Keywords:
Bar, Barrio, Club, Cool, Cruising, Dance, Flirtatious, Fun, Ghetto, Groove, Hot, LA, Laid Back, Late Nght, New York City, Party, Passionate, Playful, Sensual, Sexy, Smooth, Soulful, Sultry, Vocal Sample
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Keyboard, Organ, Trumpet
BPM:
96
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Make Up Your Mind
Make Up Your Mind
It's time for decisions
Gotta Make Up Your Mind
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