Tracks Similar To She Drives Me Crazy
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):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
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
I Got To Have That
Artist(s): Crystal Web
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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:
Dance, Electro, Electronica Dance Club House Trance, Entertainment News, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, J-Pop, Japanese Language, Pop, Rap, Techno
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bar, Bed Mix, Beverly Hills, Bling, Booty, California, Celebrity, City, Club, Club, College, Commercial, Confidence, Confident, Consumerism, Dance, Desire, Downtown, Ecstasy, Ecstatic, Energetic, Energy, Exercise, Exuberant, Fame, Fashion, Flirtatious, Frat, Fun, Greed, Groove, High School, Hollywood, Hot, Japan, Japanese, Mature, Miami, NY, NYC, Nasty, Need, New York, Night Club, Paparazzi, Party, Party, Pole Dancing, Positive, Powerful, Promo, Radio, Reality Shows, Reality TV, Red Carpet, Runway, Sexting, Sexual, Sexy, Shopping, Spotlight, Star, Status, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Style, Stylish, Teen, Texting, Tokyo, Upbeat, Wealthy, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
124
Language:
Japanese
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Got To Have That
I GOT TO HAVE THAT
Chorus:
I got to have that – I got to have that
I got to have that – I got to have that
Get me Gucci get me Prada
I like Dolce and Gabanna
It's exotic so erotic (My exotic is erotic)
I get everything I wanna
The rich come to play
On the Champs-Élysées
Fly Paris to LA
In Versace Shades
Chorus:
I got to have that – I got to have that
I got to have that – I got to have that
Got a nasty little itch
Boy your filthy stinkin' rich
Ridin' shotgun in your plane
Getting' loose on fine champagne
I'm a super sonic rider
I want you to take me higher
I'm Nirvana, million dollar in your wallet yea
Give it to me – I love that bling bling bling bling
Give it to me – yea I want it
CHORUS
Try It You'll Like It
Artist(s): Crystal Web
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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:
Club, Dance, Electro, Electronica, Electronica Dance Club House Trance, Entertainment News, Euro House, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, J-Pop, Japanese, Pop, World Asian
Keywords:
Advertisement, Aggressive, Asia, Asian, Attitude, Beverly Hills, Bold, Boys, Brat, Club, College, Commercial, Confidence, Confident, Dance, Energy, Exercise, Flirtatious, Flirty, Frat, Fun, Girl Power, Gossip, High School, Hollywood, Japan, Japanese, Mature, Multi Cultural, Party, Powerful, Privileged, Promo, Rich Girls, Sassy, Self Assured, Sexting, Sexual, Sexy, Shopping, Spoiled, Style, Teen, Texting, Top 40, Wealthy, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Percussion, Scratches, Synthesizer
BPM:
125
Language:
Japanese
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Try It You'll Like It
Try It You"ll Like It
Try it you'll like it – you keep telling me
Try it you'll like it – just keep on telling me
Try it you'll like it – get it while it's nice and hot
Try it you'll like it -
I never could believe it so addicting now I need it
Verse 1:
You just wanna take me home (come on come on baby)
I don't wanna be alone (not tonight baby)
You just wanna take me home (come on come on baby)
I don't wanna be alone (not tonight)
Do you wanna take a trip - I can drive a stick
Let's get it the car - we don't have to go far
CHORUS
V 2:
Now I ain't in denial boy, I know you got the goods
I'll put you in my speed dial, we'll hook when I say we should
Bridge:
24/7 take me to heaven - 24/7 take me – take me
24/7 take me to heaven - 24/7 take me – take me
With You Right Now
Artist(s): Renald Francoeur
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Writer(s):
Renald Francoeur (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Electro, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Anthemic, Attitude, Bar, Celebratory, Confident, Downtown, Energy, Exercise, Fashion, Flirty, Fun, Hollywood, LA, Los Angeles, Miami, Modeling, NYC, New York City, Night Club, Nightlife, Party, Radio, Runway, Sexy, Shopping, Street, Teen, Top 40, Upbeat, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
129
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
With You Right Now
(Intro)
There is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now.
T-there is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now. (With you right now-now)
A moment like this, I don't wanna miss (I ye I yeah)
Cause there is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now.
(Verse 1)
I like the feeling, gotta let it go
Ready to have a little fun, that's all I know yeah
Don't be afraid I'm right here
We're gonna have a good time ye-ye-yeah
(Prehook)
Tonight w-we're gonna just party like we're superstars
Oh oh oh p-party like we're superstars
(Chorus)
There is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now.
T-there is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now. (With you right now-now)
A moment like this, I don't wanna miss
Cause there is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now.
I feel like saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
You got me saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
I feel like saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
You got me saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
I'm not going anywhere
(Verse 2)
We're just beginning, going all the way
We're gonna live it up cause everything's ok yeah
Let's celebrate everybody's here
We're gonna have a good time ye-ye-yeah
(Prehook)
Tonight w-we're gonna just party like we're superstars
Oh oh oh p-party like we're superstars
(Chorus)
There is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now.
T-there is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now. (With you right now-now)
A moment like this, I don't wanna miss
Cause there is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now.
I feel like saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
You got me saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
I feel like saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
You got me saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
I'm not going anywhere
(Bridge)
Gonna listen to my favorite songs, Dj play them all night long
When the party is done you're coming with me cause I aint going home alone
Gonna listen to my favorite songs, Dj play them all night long
When the party is done you're coming with me cause I aint going home alone
Gonna listen to my favorite songs, Dj play them all night long
When the party is done you're leaving with me cause I aint going home alone
(Chorus)
There is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now.
T-there is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now. (With you right now-now)
A moment like this, I don't wanna miss
Cause there is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than with you right now.
I feel like saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
You got me saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
I feel like saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
You got me saying Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow Uh Oh Oh ooh Wow
I'm not going anywhere
It's Going Down Tonight
Artist(s): Renald Francoeur
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Writer(s):
Renald Francoeur (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Electro, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Anthemic, Attitude, Bar, Celebratory, Confident, Downtown, Energy, Exercise, Fashion, Flirty, Fun, Hollywood, LA, Los Angeles, Miami, Modeling, NYC, New York City, Night Club, Nightlife, Party, Radio, Runway, Sexy, Shopping, Street, Teen, Top 40, Upbeat, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
130
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
It's Going Down Tonight
(Intro)
It's going down tonight, come on and put your hands up
Cause It's on tonight, It's time for you to stand up
Let's party tonight, I wanna see you turn it up
It's gonna go g-g-go d-d-down down down tonight
Come on and Dance dance dance dance
D-d-d-d dance dance dance dance
(Verse 1)
Doesn't get better than this oh no
Every time the beat drops I'm ready to go,
Dressed to impress I'm putting on a show
Club is packed and the roofs gonna blow
This is what we've been waiting for
Now it's time that I head to the floor
All I'm thinking about when the lights go out is how I wanna hear more
(Prehook)
Get on the floor, it's time for you to rock
Now get your body moving, shake it don't stop
Get on the floor it's time for you to rock (rock –rock-rock)
(Chorus)
It's going down tonight, come on and put your hands up
Cause It's on tonight, It's time for you to stand up
Let's party tonight, I wanna see you turn it up
It's gonna go g-g-go d-d-down down down tonight
Come on and Dance dance dance dance
D-d-d-d dance dance dance dance
(Verse 2)
You can always find me in the club
Waving my hands and I keep them up
No matter what I can't get enough
Everybody's hot and they're burning up
I might get a little bit crazy, haters are never gonna faze me
All I really wanna do is party with you
I'm feeling so amazing
(Prehook)
Get on the floor, it's time for you to rock
Now get your body moving, shake it don't stop
Get on the floor it's time for you to rock (rock –rock-rock)
(Chorus)
It's going down tonight, come on and put your hands up
Cause It's on tonight, It's time for you to stand up
Let's party tonight, I wanna see you turn it up
It's gonna go g-g-go d-d-down down down tonight
Come on and Dance dance dance dance
D-d-d-d dance dance dance dance
(Bridge)
Yeah un huhn we're gonna get crazy tonight
If you're down, come on and take a ride
All we want right now is a good time.
(Prehook)
Get on the floor, it's time for you to rock
Now get your body moving, shake it don't stop
Get on the floor it's time for you to rock (rock –rock-rock)
(Chorus)
It's going down tonight, come on and put your hands up
Cause It's on tonight, It's time for you to stand up
Let's party tonight, I wanna see you turn it up
It's gonna go g-g-go d-d-down down down tonight
Come on and put your hands up
Cause It's on tonight, It's time for you to stand up
Let's party tonight, I wanna see you turn it up
It's gonna go g-g-go d-d-down down down tonight
Down tonight
Come on and Dance dance dance dance
D-d-d-d dance dance dance dance
Give Me Everything
Artist(s): Renald Francoeur
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Writer(s):
Renald Francoeur (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Electro, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Anthemic, Attitude, Bar, Celebratory, Confident, Downtown, Energy, Exercise, Fashion, Flirty, Fun, Hollywood, LA, Los Angeles, Miami, Modeling, NYC, New York City, Night Club, Nightlife, Party, Radio, Runway, Sexy, Shopping, Street, Teen, Top 40, Upbeat, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
128
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Give Me Everything
(Intro)
Come on Hey Hey
Na na na na, na na na na
(Verse 1)
No wasting time, what you need is here right now (Now)
You can just relax let your hair down
Tonight's the night, it's time to let go of your doubts (doubts, doubts)
Now just make your body bounce (Bounce)
(Prehook)
Yeah
I wanna keep watching you (You)
Yeah
Just keep on doing what you d-d-do
Yeah
The way you move is blowing my mind
Yeah I want it all tonight
(Chorus)
Give me everything yeah
Until the sun comes up
Give me everything yeah
Till they kick us out of the club
Give me everything everything
Baby I want some more tonight
More, more, when we're done give me some more
More, more, when we're done give me some more
(Verse 2)
Tonight your mine, don't need anyone but you (you)
Gonna do all that we wanna do (do)
Baby I like everything that you're doing right now now now
Now just make your body bounce
(Prehook)
Yeah
I wanna keep watching you (You)
Yeah
Just keep on doing what you d-d-do
Yeah
The way you move is blowing my mind
Yeah I want it all tonight
(Chorus)
Give me everything yeah
Until the sun comes up
Give me everything yeah
Till they kick us out of the club
Give me everything everything
Baby I want some more tonight
More, more, when we're done give me some more
More, more, when we're done give me some more
(Bridge)
Na na na hey, na na na na na hey
Ooh Oh ohh Wow Ooh Oh ohh Wow
Yeah, I want it all
Yeah, Give me your all
Yeah, I want it all
Yeah, Give me your all
Na na na na hey Na na na na na hey
(Prehook)
Yeah
I wanna keep watching you (You)
Yeah
Just keep on doing what you d-d-do
Yeah
The way you move is blowing my mind
Yeah I want it all tonight
(Chorus)
Give me everything yeah
Until the sun comes up
Give me everything yeah
Till they kick us out of the club
Give me everything everything
Baby I want some more tonight
More, more, when we're done give me some more
More, more, when we're done give me some more
Make It Hot
Artist(s): Renald Francoeur
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Writer(s):
Renald Francoeur (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Electro, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Anthemic, Attitude, Bar, Celebratory, Confident, Downtown, Energy, Exercise, Fashion, Flirty, Hollywood, LA, Los Angeles, Miami, Modeling, NYC, New York City, Night Club, Nightlife, Party, Radio, Runway, Sexy, Shopping, Street, Teen, Top 40, Upbeat, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
131
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Make It Hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
All I wanna do is lose my mind (Oh)
Gonna party like this all the time
All I wanna do is lose my mind (Oh)
We make it hot, hot, hot, hot
Party all the, party all the time
Time, time, time, time, time
Party all the time
Time, time, time, time, time
We make it hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
Yeah, I'm addicted to partying
When one gets done I just start again
Head to another club gonna hop on in
Till 3 am, it is not gon' end
Four in the morning
Still not yawning
We're still on the floor
And we're going all in
Everybody's going loco
If you're here to party say go, go
I just do what I choose
Got a few screws loose
Music seduces you
So you should move
Introducing you to something beautiful
It's the good life mami
Do what you want to
Party time
Doin' it day and night
It's the good life
I just wanna give you what you like
Live it up, party like you're losing your mind
Got your body moving left to right
Live it up, gonna have you losing your mind
Your mind, your mind, your mind
Mind, mind, mind, mind, mind
We make it hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
Gonna soar straight to the top like a jet
Giving the haters a reason to get upset
I'm a rock star
I'm like that
It's in my blueprint
Can't fight that
I like what I'm seeing
This girl, that girl
But I want right now is a bad girl
Mami move in closer
Dance with your boy like you're supposed to
This is how I do
Partying every weekend
How 'bout you
Came in here with a friend or two
But I'm sure that I'm leaving with someone new
Party time
Doin' it day and night
It's the good life
I just wanna give you what you like
Live it up, party like you're losing your mind
Got your body moving left to right
Live it up, gonna have you losing your mind
Your mind, your mind, your mind
Mind, mind, mind, mind, mind
We make it hot
I wanna party like this could be my last night
I wanna do it like this could be the end of time
I wanna dance, wanna dance, wanna dance
Like I'm out of mind
All I wanna do is lose my mind (Oh)
Gonna party like this all the time
All I wanna do is lose my mind (Oh)
We make it hot, hot, hot, hot
Party all the, party all the time
Time, time, time, time, time
Party all the time
Time, time, time, time, time
We make it hot
I just wanna give you what you like
Live it up, party like you're losing your mind
Got your body moving left to right
Live it up, gonna have you losing your mind
Your mind, your mind, your mind
Mind, mind, mind, mind, mind
We make it hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
We make it hot
Won't stop till you hear what I have to say
It's killing me now that I let you slip away
You with someone else is so wrong
I don't think I can move on
I can tell that you're not really happy now
I know we can fix this somehow
This ain't the way that it's gonna end
I'm winning you back again
No, we worked way too hard to let it go
Start it from the top
Let's take it slow
Don't say it's over now, no
You're all I ever think about
The only thing that I can't do without
I gotta get you back somehow
And if we try again it's gonna be better now
You're the one I dream about
The only thing that I can't do without, no
If you walk away my heart's gonna stop
I can't take losing you
I'll give everything that I got
Just don't say that we're through
I feel so alone
I'm desperate and I need you back home
You've been gone too long
You're all I ever think about
The only thing that I can't do without
I gotta get you back somehow
And if we try again it's gonna be better now
You're the one I dream about
The only thing that I can't do without, no
If you walk away my heart's gonna stop
I can't take losing you
I'll give everything that I got
Just don't say that we're through
Yours Tonight
Artist(s): Megan Oliver
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Writer(s):
Renald Francoeur (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Electro, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Pop
Keywords:
Anthemic, Attitude, Bar, Celebratory, Confident, Downtown, Energy, Exercise, Fashion, Flirty, Fun, Hollywood, LA, Los Angeles, Miami, Modeling, NYC, New York City, Night Club, Nightlife, Party, Radio, Runway, Sexy, Shopping, Street, Teen, Top 40, Upbeat, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
125
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Yours Tonight
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
I think I've got what you been looking for
(I'm all that and more)
I hope you're in the mood to explore
(Come and get it)
Cause I'm ready to give you a tour
(Come and take a tour)
I know you're tempted by the allure
(The allure)
I'm so bad, but I make you feel so good (yeah)
You like that, yeah baby I knew you would (yeah)
Hold on it's gonna be bumpy ride (yeah)
Now grab the wheel baby put it in drive
If there's something on your mind
It's yours tonight
And you can tell me what you like
It's yours tonight
Don't be shy it's all right
I'm yours tonight
Tonight, tonight—yeah you can have it all tonight
She Know 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:
Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Aggressive, Barrio, Booty, Bump And Grind, City, Clown Dancing, Club, Compton, Crunk, Cuban, Dance, Deep South, Downtown, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Ghetto, Kinky, Krump, Krump Dancing, Krumping, Miami, NYC, Nasty, Neo Electro, New York, Night Club, Party, Pole Dancing, Sexual, Sexy, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
125
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
She Know How
SHE KNOW HOW
Wanna see you dipped out – Like my whip with cream
Candy cane maybe blue or green
I like them bobby socks that way
You walk that way you roll
Can I put it real blunt – you stuntin'
Makin' me be like she somethin'
Can't be frontin', my assumption
Is that she take care of the business
Hair with a fist pick, can I get a biscuit
Cuz I'm a dog
But babe you know I work them jeans
I'm fast don't ask my past ain't clean
Baby girl can you get in the whip
Then we dip to the crib
Lemme flip that vid on some grown man ish
Cuz I ain't no kid
My fronts is shinin'
Baby I'm on sky high – so fine
CHORUS:
She know how to move it on the floor
She know how to make me holler more
Girl got the goods – it's understood
She know how – she know how
Now pop that off, toss that thing now
Make it rain them hurricanes
We 'bout to floss
Take a little bit off
Take the chain, I got five of them things
I got G.T.'s – we can roll real deep
Now raise them like you wanna freak
Put it in the party mode – girl don't speak
Just check the beat the way it hit the street
We rip the spot baby make it hot
When I reach the top I'm makin' panties drop
With my lollipop, no chance to stop
From here to Compton get up in that body
Girl make it move
She know how to bust it
Make it real smooth
CHORUS
She move it to the left – she move it to the right
She'll break you up – she'll break you down down down down down down
CHORUS
Get Your Party On
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:
Electronica, Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Barrio, Booty, Bump And Grind, City, Clown Dancing, Club, Compton, Crunk, Dance, Deep South, Downtown, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Ghetto, Kinky, Krump, Krump Dancing, Krumping, Miami, NYC, Nasty, Neo Electro, New York, Night Club, Party, Pole Dancing, Radio, Sexual, Sexy, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
120
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Get Your Party On
GET YOUR PARTY ON
Chorus
Get ya party on
Check ya head at the door/get ya party on
Its a party
Verse 1
To the beat to rhythm i flow
Little henny get me hot nitro
Wanna bounce with an ounce and roll
To the club to the spot keep it hot right
Gimme drink lemme pop in the spotlight
So fresh not a mess cuz i keep it tight
Let me get ya girl i made it into dynamite
Ride or die so fly you make my
Head shake vibrate in the gold state
I swerve on the curb i celebrate
Get hyped dont trip & we hyfee
Want a trick want a freak not a wifee
Get it up give it up tilt ya cup back
Turn around bend down and im gonna Smack
Gonna rock all night cuz im like that
Not done even when the sun light that
Chorus
Bridge
Gettin twisted on the floor
Get it up goin down
Verse 2
I just wanna let it go
Raise them hands touch ya toes
Dj makin mix and flows
Gimme one shot gimme two of those
We party on til the break of dawn
We rollin get our fade on and on
I wanna jet international set
In the pool like a fool gettin wet
You aint seen nothin yet
I'm a pro bro im a party vet
Take it off when you start to sweat
Meet you at the next spot right? bet
Lotta ho's little clothes on the set
I said it dont forget it
Boy Toy
Artist(s): Kristy
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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:
2000s, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Pop, Rock, Tween
Keywords:
Attitude, Boys, Brat, College, Commercial, Confidence, Confident, Dance, Energy, Exercise, Flirtatious, Frat, Gossip, High School, Hollywood, Mature, Party, Powerful, Privileged, Promo, Radio, Rich Girls, Self Assured, Sexting, Sexual, Sexy, Shuffle, Spoiled, Teen, Texting, Top 40, Wealthy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
130
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
6/8
Lyrics:
Boy Toy
BOY TOY
I got your number boy, I'll call you when I need you
That's how I like it (like it like it)
You text me, text me yea my Blackberry's going crazy
It's set to vibrate (vibrate vibrate)
Want no commitment, nothing deep except when I gotta have it
I pull you out whenever I need a friend with benefits
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
CHORUS:
Gimme a boy toy, gimme a boy boy toy
I wanna a boy toy - somebody to play with me
Just gimme a boy toy, gimme a boy boy toy
I wanna a boy toy, a boy toy
(I wanna gotta have it – just gimme a boy toy
I wanna gotta have it –a boy toy)
Like candy in a box, I crave it all the time yea
It's my addiction (diction diction)
You kiss my lips, 'n skin, my body comes alive yea
I feel the friction (friction friction)
It's superficial, nothing special, and it's OK with me
It's all about letting loose the booty call is always free
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
CHORUS
(I wanna gotta have it – just gimme a boy toy
I wanna gotta have it –a boy toy) 2X
I lose myself inside this world for my own pleasure – yeah
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)
She Got It
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, 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)
Never Enough
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul Christopher Otten (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
2000s, Alternative, Indie, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop Rock
Keywords:
Bar, Bittersweet, Car Commercial, Cheerful, College, Dance, Downtown, Electronic, Emo, Emotional, Fashion, Frat, Fun, High School, Hollywood, Innocent, Insecure, Introspective, Longing, NYC, New York, Night Club, Party, Promo, Quirky, Radio, Runway, Shopping, Smooth, Style, Teen, Tender, Top 40, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synthesizer
BPM:
145
Key:
F
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Never Enough
Never Enough
Burnin' through your bridges like some bad habit
Losing direction when you're back on the way down
Spending all your time looking over your shoulder
Averting your gaze from the only one who hangs around
Chorus
Never enough
I've never been good enough
To turn you away from your bad ideas
Paving your roads with deceit and drama
Pull onto the curb just to see if i'm still around
Going to fast til you're crashin' and burnin'
Counting on me to be the only one to pull you out
Chorus
Bridge
Counting on fools brings you foolish results
All your pursuits give you no resolve
And you know it
Counting on fools brings me foolish results
All my pursuits give me no resolve and i know it
Chorus
All Up In That
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, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Back Alley, Booty, Bump And Grind, Chaos, City, Clown Dancing, Crunk, Dance, Dark, Deep South, Downtown, Energetic, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Kinky, Krump, Krump Dancing, Krumping, Mean, NYC, Nasty, Neo Electro, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Party, Sexual, Sexy, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Tough, Twerk, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
129
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
All Up In That
All Up In That
I'm all up in that
All up in that
Give it to me girl
She make me wanna flow
She make me wanna go
Verse 1
Sneak into the spot late night like I rock
Stick stuck stock tickin
Let me get that finger lickin pop
Nerdy girls actin like they're ho's
I get up in that body like nitro
Feel that bass and lick your toes
Twist beats & drinkin booze
Make you lose your socks & shoes
All up in the house of blues
So many 10's I get to choose
All up in em like kangaroos
I hit it and I quit it and I never lose
Up in sugar walls in ya bed
Give it to me yall white black or red
Chorus
Verse 2
Frequently fliptastic
Move that body like its plastic
Black toast another classic
When we rock these beats its spastic
Triangulate the way these haters skate up on my stick
Pop and lock and freeze got that lollipop to lick
Chorus
Verse 3
I'm not sayin get on your knees
But like a spliff you got me lit
I'm bout to dip you lick you like special sauce
Brush them teeth and make you floss
Smack that uhh
Chorus
Going Up Going Down
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arrest, Barrio, Booty, Bump n Grind, City, Clown Dancing, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Crunk, Dance, Dark, Deep South, Dirty, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Energetic, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Krump, Krump Dancing, Krumping, Mean, Mug Shot, NYC, Nasty, New York, Night Club, Party, Prison, Radio, Sexy, South Central, Streets, Strip Club, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Twerk, Upbeat, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
132
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Going Up Going Down
GOIN' UP GOIN' DOWN
Chorus
Goin' up – goin' down
Booty movin' all around
Git it lef, git it right
Grab a little piece 'n' hold it tite
Goin' up – goin' down
Booty movin' all around
Flash a fitty – watch her go
She's a nasty little HO.....
She goin' up -- she goin' down
She goin' up -- she goin' down
Verse 1
I know where I'd like to sit ya
Baddest B in da club and I gotta get wit ya
In da middle of the dance flo' prancin'
All da goons at the bar knockin' Hen shots glancin'
Let me tell you what I wanna do
Grab ya hips from the back- Booty Bouncin' Boo
Up and Down, Left to Right
I can see you wanna pop that thang tonight!
Drop it low and LOWER
Move it faster SLOWER
Baby freak dat beat petite, so sweet; don't mess wit me
I'll blow your back to the front- I'm out!
I'm back! Jigglin' 'til you shout
You got me reelin'
I'm feeling
Have you without a doubt...
Chorus
Verse 2
Gimme' sometin' I can work wit' shorty
"Snap your G-string?"..Ooh my Lordy!
Ya twistin', windin', 'n shakin'
Dem cheeks vibratin' then brakin'
I can see you wanna set dat suga free
No need'n fakin'
We can take a weekend make a motion picture
While we're makin'
Dem ooh! Aah! Sounds
You on my stripper pole sliddin' down
Onion so soft 'n supple
Frustrated?
Give me a couple
Suck sessions
Baby I'm guessin'
Got da buns? I'm a dog
Baby no stressin'
Come on we'll work it out
Have you without a doubt
Chorus
Bridge
We could speed in the Phantom down the highway
Bet I beat that bottom if you swing it my way
Plenty-inch cigar
Get it off so mean if you let me squeeze
Wanna take you home
Mami, I'm Papi
Shorty bend dem knees!!
Cocked And Loaded
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
2000s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Booty, Bump n Grind, Chaos, City, Clown Dancing, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Crunk, Dance, Dark, Deep South, Dirty, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Krump, Krump Dancing, Krumping, Mean, Mug Shot, NYC, Nasty, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Party, Prison, Radio, Scary, Sexy, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Upbeat, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
116
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Cocked And Loaded
Cocked & Loaded
Chorus
Come on come on - I'm cocked and loaded
Come on come on - I'm cocked and loaded
Don't keep me waitin' - - I'm 'bout to explode
I'm cocked and loaded - -cocked and loaded
Repeat 1X
Verse 1
I see you want me lady
Girl I'll rock you crazy
Girl you know I love you so bootyliscious
Mesmerize wit a walk so viscous, delicious
Top of my wish list
You see dese bills so crispy
Ain't seen you in a while- You Miss Me?
U know what I wanna do
And I know you wanna do it too baby!
You saw me roll up in the black best
'member when I put those hickies on your chest
I remember how we used to do
'member when came home from schoo'- when you came through!
Then I blew your back out
And then you blew my brains out
Girl you looking so good tonight
Let's take the same route
Me and you face down on the couch
Repeat Chorus
Verse 2
Ooooh! It's still like dat?
Still like it when I grip dat fat?
I gotta big bone to bury
That Brazilian on them lips is down right scary
Still taste like honey
It's all hot, drop, pop, stop running!
I know it feels real good!
Bite ya lip when you grip
Take this wood
You so grown and creamy
Had to grab ya hair
Moaning, Screaming
10 minutes in, both beaming
It's steaming
An hour later, I'm leaning
An hour later, know what I'm thinking?
I'm COCKED AGAIN AND TWEAKING!
Let me move it side-to-side, in-and-out, find ya G-spot
Tap it till it's LEAKING!
Repeat Chorus
Vamp
I'm comin' in the back do'
Gonna give it to you like you really want it baby
I'm comin' in the back do'
Gonna give it to you like you really want it baby
There's sweat drippin on the flo'
It's so Hot in here
It's so Hot
I'm comin' in the back do'
It's so Hot in Here
Don't Stop
Don't Stop
Don't Stop
Don't Stop
I'm so cocked!
Beat Rocking
Artist(s): Arsonist
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Writer(s):
Christopher Jenkins (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Pop, R&B, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Tension and Suspense, Urban
Keywords:
Bar, Celebrity, City, Confident, Dance, Energy, Fashion, Flirtatious, Gritty, Groove, Hot, NYC, New York, Night Club, Paparazzi, Party, Positive, Radio, Reality TV, Red Carpet, Runway, Sexual, Sexy, Spotlight, Star, Strip Club, Style, Stylish, Teen
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, SFX, Synthesizer
BPM:
125
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Send Your Body
Artist(s): Shelayne
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Writer(s):
Pamela P. Reswick (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Electronica, Electronica Rock, Euro House, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Pop, R&B, Urban
Keywords:
Body, Brassy, Celebrity, City, Club, Confident, Desire, Energy, Euro, Exercise, Fashion, Flirt, Flirtatious, Fun, Groove, Hot, Infatuation, Lively, Paparazzi, Party, Positive, Promo, Red Carpet, Runway, Sexy, Star, Strip Club, Strut, Style, Stylish, Tease, Temptation, Trainer, Wild, Workout
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
135
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Send Your Body
SEND YOUR BODY TO ME
WHEN YOU ACHE
THE WORLD IS GETTIN
HARD TO TAKE
AND YOU COULD USE A
LITTLE BREAK
FROM REALITY
DROP YOUR AIRS
YOUR MONEY DOESN'T
CUT IT HERE
CAUSE HONEY WHEN YOU'RE
IN MY LAIR
YOU BELONG TO ME
WHEN THE HEAT THAT BEATS INSIDE
WON'T BE DENIED
WHEN YOU'RE READY FOR THE RIDE
OF YOUR LIFE
SEND YOUR BODY TO ME
SEND YOUR BODY TO ME
WHEN YOU WANNA BE FREE
SEND YOUR BODY TO ME
ARE YOU TIRED
LATELY BEEN FEELIN
UNINSPIRED
AND LOOKIN FOR A
BRAND NEW VIBE
TO GET YOU
BACK IN STYLE
GOOD NEWS BABE
CAUSE YOU'VE COME TO THE
PERFECT PLACE
TO GET THAT WORN OUT
GROOVE REPLACED
WITH SOMETHING HOT AND WILD
YOU CAN PUT IT ON A PLANE
FED EX IT OR TAKE A TRAIN
DOESN'T MATTER HOW YOU DO
JUST AS LONG AS YOU
CHORUS
Got To Get You In My Life
Artist(s): Geoff Pinckney
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Writer(s):
Geoff Pinckney (PRS) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Electronic
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Dance, Electro, Electronica, Electronica Dance Club House Trance, Electronica Rock, Euro House, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Techno
Keywords:
Action, City, Club, Desire, Digital, Driving, Energy, Euphoric, Euro, European, Exercise, Fashion, Fun, Good Times, Happy, Hip, Hot, Los Angeles, Love, Miami, NY, Need, Neon, Paparazzi, Promo, Rave, Red Carpet, Relationship, Runway, Sexy, South Beach, Style, Sweaty, Trailer, Upbeat, Video Game
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
128
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Got To Get You In My Life
Got To Get You In My Life
Verse 1
I ask for one thing
It's all or nothing
I'm taking all that I want from you
No more illusions
Your my solution
I need to know about everything you offer
My temptation
It's like no other
A pure addiction
Chorus
I've got to get you in my life
Help me make it through the night
Verse 2
Nothing can move my hearts foundation
Living my life for you
Giving up on this temptation
Is something that I wont do
Verse 3
It's all or nothing
I'm taking all that I want from you
No more illusions
Your my solution
I need to know about everything you offer
My temptation
It's like no other
A pure addiction
Dirty Little Secret
Artist(s): Shelayne
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 33.34% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 33.33% / Pamela P. Reswick (ASCAP) 33.33%
Publisher(s):
Calamari Music (BMI) 33.33% / Reswick Songs (ASCAP) 33.33% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 33.34%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Dance, Electro, Electronica, Entertainment News, Female Vocal, Instrumental, Pop
Keywords:
Bad, Celebrity, Club, Confident, Dirty, Energy, Euro, Fashion, Flirt, Flirtatious, Freaky, Fun, Groove, Hedonistic, Hot, Infatuation, Kinky, Naughty, Party, Positive, Radio, Red Carpet, Relationship, Runway, Secret, Sexual, Sexy, Strip Club, Strut, Style, Stylish, Tease, Teen, Temptation, Top 40
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synthesizer
BPM:
130
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Dirty Little Secret
DIRTY LITTLE SECRET
I'm the thought
That you keep in the back of your mind
All day long
I'm the taste
Of the sweet nasty goodness that lies
On your tongue
Got a date to be naughty tonight
You can't wait to be naughty tonight
Only thing makes you feel alright
Makes you feel alright
Oh I'm gonna be your
Dirty little secret
Dirt little secret
Oh you're making me your
Dirty little secret
Dirty little secret
Oh yes I will
So ashamed
Of the things that you beg me to do
When we met
So afraid
Your obsession will out you in good
Company
Got a date to be naughty tonight
You can't wait to be naughty tonight
Only thing makes you feel alright
Makes you feel alright
Chorus
I'm you filthy indiscretion
I'm your indecent obsession
And you love it hate it, need it
I'm your dirty little secret
Cause you love the way i freak it
But you better keep it secret
Oh- i'm your sweet and kinky stuff
Of me you can't get enough
Oh- in your straight and boring life
I'm what gets you thru the night
If they only knew
What you're into
Uh-oh
No no
Wiggle It Jiggle It
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Calamari Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Booty, Bump n Grind, Chaos, City, Clown Dancing, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Crunk, Dance, Dark, Deep South, Dirty, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Krump, Krump Dancing, Krumping, Mean, Mug Shot, NYC, Nasty, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Party, Prison, Radio, Scary, Sexy, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Upbeat, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
101
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wiggle It Jiggle It
WIGGLE IT JIGGLE IT
CHORUS
I love it when you wiggle it and jiggle it
U know I gotta get it
Oooh girl you making me horny
Tonight it's me and you shorty
I love it when they wigglin' and jigglin'
U know I wanna get it !
Can I get next to you hottie?
Rub hot oil all on yo' body?
VERSE 1
Hold up wait a minute
There some pieces up in the party
Time to get up in it
I like it when you move ya hips nice and slowly
Diamonds up in the bevel blind
I'm flashin' the Roly
Hey, Oooh!
Please excuse me mama
U lookin' good tonight
Me no want no drama
Move weight
Yeah I'm known in the Burroughs
Flip the stash 5 times a week
Made thorough
Whassup? Whatup Hun!
You seen me at the bar with a stack of hunds
All dem other dudes steady bumpin dey gums
You heard about the flow
Now you think I'm the one?
Only if you gonna gimme some lung!
Wit' ice cubes, let my brothers bounce on your tongue
You so petite
I'm tryna creep
What can I say?
Can I kiss ya booty dimples today?
CHORUS
VERSE 2
100 proof
The way you move dat thang
Baby you the truth
Ya need some new moves?
Suga, I could coach ya
I tried to told ya
Get tha picta
Mi la vida loca hey!
Da kitty's hot
Actin' like it's not
Now you got me on the flo'
Drop it like it's hot
Let me touch it
We can make it easy
Hit da coast in something pleasing breezy
Stop
Let me hold dem buns
Baby oil dem cheeks
We could have some fun
Roll around the suite
Episodes discreet
I'd like to break a sweat
Dancin' off our feet hey!
Come on, Come on
Get it, Get it
You worked to get me open
Baby you done did it!
You so petite
I'm tryna creep
Let's lose da clothes
Let me get it while you touchin' ya toes woo!!
BRIDGE
The way you move dat A@!
I'm feenin' for ya
-Move it for mami hey-
I'm checkin' for you
Nothin I won't do
The way you move that thang
I'm waitin' for ya
-move it for mami hey-
Girl you so lovely
Won't you just come with me!
CHORUS
It's Gettin' Nasty
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
2000s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Booty, Bump n Grind, Chaos, City, Clown Dancing, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Crunk, Dance, Dark, Deep South, Dirty, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Krump, Krump Dancing, Krumping, Mean, Mug Shot, NYC, Nasty, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Party, Prison, Radio, Scary, Sexy, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Upbeat, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Guitar, Horns, Piano, Slide Guitar, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
97
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
It's Gettin' Nasty
It's Gettin' Nasty
Chorus
It's Gettin' Nasty
It's Gettin' Nasty
It's Gettin' Nasty in Here
We Gettin' Nasty
We Gettin' Nasty
It's Gettin' Nasty
It's Gettin' Nasty in Here
1st Verse
A brotha finally made to the weekend
I need a few freaks
It's been two weeks
Poured me a glass of Hen
And now we rollin', chokin' on dat Bluegrass
Puff and Pass boy!!!
Don't play with me
Dey been workin' me
Time to let my hair down
Now I'm pagin Chief
I know it's goin' down
"Where da broadies be?"
" I heard it's goin' down at Suga T's majorly!"
Please, be the right one baby!
All a playa need is one right laday
And a sack of dat Supa Kill
Lick a couple suckas, and peel, hit the motel
"Fool, get out the way!"
Now my boss is pagin' 911
"Not today"
Tonight I'm flying free
I'm on a Nasty Mission, Nasty Girls, Nasty No Inhibitions
Repeat Chorus
2nd Verse
Ooh I'm likin' this
Caught that herbal mist outside the backdoor
It's lookin' dangerous
Gave the codeword
She looked at my man and let us in
Homey's to the left dice jigglin'
Hold up dog, let me break these brothas
I'm causin' problems wit dey baby's mothers
I don't know what could be goin' on inside dey heads
Instead of buyin' diapers, "Dummies, give me dat bread!!"
Looked to the right, spotted baby in red
She licked her lips, rubbed her hips, and led
Me down a flight of stairs to a private room
She whispered in my ear "My name is Doo Yu Soon"
Are you serious
Her rump was so trunk, I was curious
I don't know where we was 'bout to go
But if she wanna get nasty, man I'm ready fo'sho'
Repeat Chorus
3rd Verse
So I'm on the couch and she's straddlin' me
A pretty pink thong on, I grabbed dem cheeks
Then she started doin' dat dirty dancin'
Flirtin' and jerkin',unzipped my pants man!
Ol' Girl, you doin' it
Anything I got, baby you could get
She put it in her hand and started massagin'
My stick was wider than a three-car-garage, then
She grabbed my hand
Gently put my fingers in her promised land
It was gushing, soon I was pushing
I had to pound her tooshing
And I soaked her bushing
Repeat Chorus
Hot In The Club
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, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Booty, Bump n Grind, Chaos, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Crunk, Dance, Dark, Dirty, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Mean, Mug Shot, NYC, Nasty, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Party, Prison, Radio, Scary, Sexy, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Upbeat, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
101
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hot In The Club
HOT IN THE CLUB
CHORUS
Hot in the club yeah
Up in the club little drugs little love
Make it shine from above drink a little henny
Move that fanny outstanding
Im inside while you still in line
VERSE 1
Im holding hands with this divine thing
I think she make my mind sing
Yo we in a see through bathroom
Quick lock the door
Never seen a body like that before
Make me want to run home write metaphors
See we been doin it in the club since 94
This is a hip hop stick up sick put ya hands up
Wave em in the air like ya just got out of lock up
We walk up with 50 bouncers look shifty
Get ya hands out ya pocket quick kid
I saw ya hide those little diamonds
When you see my eyes shinin
Straight from Long Island better not look at the god
Now smiling okay okay
CHORUS
Hot in the club a little drugs little love
Make it shine from above
Drink a little henny move that fanny outstanding
Im inside while you still in line
VERSE 2
Ok ok I didn't bring no AK
Time to pop a hundred dollar sparkles
Yo pour in the chambord
I drove the LamborGhini here
But I think im leavin with that little teeny here
She whisperin good things in my ear
Oh my god say it out loud it sounds scandalous
Throw me off balance like bad drugs
We aint mad thugs we just come here to party
I like to sip cognac I don't drink Bacardi
Speakin of which lets switch seats I got to roll up a philly
Let the club feel the heat spread ya legs out
Move that ass move ya feet
CHORUS
Booty Shakin'
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Calamari Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Booty, Bump n Grind, Chaos, City, Clown Dancing, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Crunk, Dance, Dark, Deep South, Dirty, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, East LA, Energetic, Energy, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Gypsy, Jail, Krump, Krump Dancing, Krumping, Mean, Mid East, Middle Eastern Influence, Mug Shot, NYC, Nasty, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Party, Prison, Radio, Scary, Sexy, South Central, Street, Streets, Strip Club, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Upbeat, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
96
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Booty Shakin'
Booty Shakin'
Chorus
Get ya booty shakin'
Drop ya A to Floor
Shake ya Money Maker
Till I'm ready to Blow
Repeat 1X
Verse 1
Shake it, shake it, shake it
But baby don't break it, break it, break it
Oh my God I love to see you naked
I can't take it
Ya' let me put my hands on ya hips and now I'm snake bit
You need to quit
Make me wanna strip
I can imagine both our bodies drippin'
When I watch ya' booty dip I'm trippin'
Schemin' on how I'm gonna slip in
Make ya hips bend
I'm behind ticklin'
Ya pearl
Wit my stick in
We both grinnin'
The room's spinnin'
You know what you do
How you do
When you do that thang
Make me wanna buy you a rang!
Duckin my gang
The way you make my thang sang
I'd win a grammy category sprung
Got me in shower hung waitin' to plunge
Girl you da' one!
Uh Oooooh!
Homey there she go
Twirlin' on the danceflo'
Wit a rump deluxe
U see why I'm always in the cut smashin' it up?
Repeat Chorus
Verse 2
Girl it ain't fair how you do that there
Everybody starin'
Wit dem tight pants dat you wearin', ya chil'ren
Had to be fun to make
I'm dreamin' of missionary nights grippin' dem cakes
For goodness sakes
Could you give a young brotha a break
Better yet, give a brotha a taste
Put ya lips on my face wit haste!
Let me fill up ya space
Undeniably you one of the greats, what would it take?
I appreciate ya!
U got every dude sittin' up in da club
Wit da bitter beer face
But you know they scrubs
Yet you showin' me love
Let's raise up
We can do it in the tub
Hot oil body rubs
Shake it, shake it
Wherever you move, I'll take it, take it!
Girl you ain't heard?
I can run a thousand miles
Especially when I'm runnin'.... FROGGYSTYLE!!
Repeat Chorus
Vamp
"Bump, Bump, Bump, Bump"
I love the way ya booty's shakin' baby!
"Bump Bump, Bump, Bump"
You drivin' me crazy girl
"Bump, Bump"
Ya' waist is thin
Wit dem nice thick thighs
You can forget all dem other guys
You know dem chump's little willies won't fly!
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