Tracks Similar To Shake That Booty
Bubble Butt
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Comedy, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Miami Bass, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bedroom, Bold, Booty, Bravado, Comedy, Crude, Dance Floor, Desire, Dirty, Florida, Frat, Freewheeling, Funny, Girls, Hot, Loose, Miami, Nasty, Party, Porn, Posse, Raucous, Raunchy, Rowdy, Rude, Sexual, Southern, Strip Club, Twerk, Vulgar, Wild
Instruments:
Drums, Guitar, Synths
BPM:
129
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bubble Butt
You got that bubble butt
You bustin' out your dress
let me be your necklace
diving down your breasts
mtorboating I'm breathless
drive me crazy the way you pump it
junk in the trunk lemme see you dump it
back it up, that's a wide load
see your booty from the front, oh my god
hide the bone that's doggy style
get busy in a bronco, buck wild
I don't flirt, I grab that skirt
smack that booty then I go to work
You got that bubble butt, that bubble butt, yeah that's what's up
bubble butt, that bubble butt, can't get enough of that
bubble butt, that bubble butt, that's wha'ts up
bubble butt, that bubble butt, can't get enough
Pop, that bubble butt, pop, pop, that bubble butt
pop, that bubble butt, pop, pop, that bubble butt
pop, that bubble butt, pop, pop, that bubble butt
pop, that bubble butt, pop, pop, that bubble butt
"pop that bubble butt" (DJ Scratch)
You so hot, you make chocolate melt
rub that booty on my belt
nah, I ain't too proud to be beg
please oh please lemme stretch your legs
cock it up, then slide up in it
ya gots to say my name, when I hit it
from the back and from the side
grab your hips we're gonna slip and slide
slow stroke but I'll lose control
if see that cinammon roll
I don't flirt, I grab that skirt
smack that booty then I go to work
Pull Your Panties
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Comedy, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Miami Bass, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Bedroom, Bold, Bravado, Comedy, Dirty, Funny, Miami, Nasty, Party, Porn, Posse, Raucous, Rowdy, Rude, Sexual, Strip Club, Vulgar
Instruments:
Electric Guitar, Electronic Drums, Scratches
BPM:
120
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Pull Your Panties
CHORUS:
Pull your panties to the side
Panties to the side
Pull your panties to the side
Saddle up we bout to ride
You don't know what I got in store
Lights are out I hit it raw
I know that booty like a road map
Like the back of my hand when I give it a slap
I love it when it jiggle like Jell-O
Stick my spoon in, your face in the pillow
Gotta say hello, girls say hi
I'm that type of guy to rub on your thigh
Your booty off the hook like a dial tone
Then we get gone, maybe take you home
I want sex not making love
If you know how to work it I can break you off
On the kitchen sink, then on the sofa
You've heard from your friends I'm a long stroker
CHORUS
Pull it, pull it, pull it
Pull it to the side
Girl you know that I'm all that
So come here grind on my lap
Write your number on the bra strap
When the booty call you better call back
I won't beg I won't say please
Either spread those legs or get on your knees
In no time you'll be in ecstasy
You'll even get wet standing next to me
You can bet that when it comes to sex
Better get a grip, slippery when wet
Show me how horny, you can get
And I might break you off, but won't break a sweat
I'm the real deal yes the real McCcoy
I'll get you off you don't need a toy
I make the bed bounce, squeaky noise
When I get in it like a hemorrhoid
Roll With It
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Baltimore Club, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Jersey Club, Male Vocal, NOLA Bounce, New Orleans Bounce, Old School Rap, Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Booty, Bravado, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Crunk, Dance Competition, Dirty, Dirty South, Energetic, Gritty, Hyphy, Party, Raucous, Raw, Retro Feel, Rowdy, Stutter Edits, Throwback Sound, Twerk
Instruments:
Drums, Horns, Scratches
BPM:
105
Key:
N/A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Roll With It
Roll With It
watch out, watch out, watch out
watch out, watch out, watch out
watch out, watch out, watch out
watch out, (stutter) watch out
roll with it, left to right
let me see you roll with it, left to right
c'mon roll with it, left to right
let me see you roll with it, left to right
shake it all day, shake it all night
shake it to the left and shake it to the right
shake it all day, shake it all night
shake it to the left and shake it to the right
break it down (stutter sequence)
break it down, girl, break it down
break it down, girl, break it down
break it down, girl, break it down
break it down, girl, break it down
break it down (stutter sequence)
set it off, set it off, set it off
set it off, finna light the fuse
set it off, set it off, set it off
set it off, finna light the fuse
watch out now, y'all been warned
work that twerk popping like popcorn
watch out now, y'all been warned
work that twerk popping like popcorn
work that twerk (stutter sequence)
roll with it, left to right
let me see you roll with it, left to right
c'mon roll with it, left to right
let me see you roll with it, left to right
shake it all day, shake it all night
shake it to the left and shake it to the right
shake it all day, shake it all night
shake it to the left and shake it to the right
roll with it(stutter sequence)
Bottle Champagne
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Baltimore Club, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Jersey Club, Male Vocal, NOLA Bounce, New Orleans Bounce, Old School Rap, Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Booty, Bravado, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Crunk, Dance Competition, Dirty, Dirty South, Energetic, Gritty, Hyphy, Party, Raucous, Raw, Retro Feel, Rowdy, Stutter Edits, Throwback Sound, Twerk
Instruments:
Drums, Horns, Scratches
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
102
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bottle Champagne
Bottle Champagne
start it right now, start it right now
start it right now, start it right now
start it right now, start it right now
start it right now, start it right now
Let's Go (stutter sequence)
shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake your body like a bottle of champagne
let it pop, let it pop, make a splash
let it pop, let it pop, make a splash
let it pop, let it pop, make a splash
let it pop, let it pop, make a splash
Let's Go (stutter sequence)
jump and bounce and rock to it
jump and bounce and rock to it
jump and bounce and rock to it
jump and bounce and rock to it
rock to it (stutter sequence)
let it all hang out, let it all hang out
whip it out, whip it out, whip it out, whip it out
let it all hang out, let it all hang out
whip it out, whip it out, whip it out, whip it out
let it all hang out, let it all hang out
whip it out, whip it out, whip it out, whip it out
let it all hang out, let it all hang out
whip it out, whip it out, whip it out, whip it out
whip it (stutter sequence)
shake, shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake, shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake, shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake, shake your body like a bottle of champagne
"shake it like a bottle champagne" stutter sequence
Wiggle And Drop It
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Baltimore Club, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Jersey Club, Male Vocal, NOLA Bounce, New Orleans Bounce, Old School Rap, Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Booming, Booty, Bravado, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Cool, Crunk, Dance, Dance Competition, Dirty South, Gritty, Hyphy, Money, Party, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Stutter Edits, Swagger, Throwback Sound, Twerk
Instruments:
DJ Scratches, Drums, Horn Stabs, Turntables
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
100
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wiggle And Drop It
wiggle it, let it drop, let it drop
c'mon wiggle it, let it drop, let it drop
wiggle it, let it drop, let it drop
c'mon wiggle it, let it drop, let it drop
let it drop (vocal stutter)
wiggle it, let it drop, drop it down (vocal stutter)
wiggle it, wiggle it
let it drop down
wiggle it, wiggle it
let it drop
wiggle it, wiggle it
let it drop down
wiggle it, wiggle it
let it drop
Chorus
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
come and get it, come and get it,
come and come and get it get it
Verse 2
take it to the top, let it roll, let it roll down
take it to the top, let it roll, let it roll down
take it to the top, put it up, let it roll down
take it to the top, gotta show'em how it go down
let it roll down (vocal stutter)
take it to the top, shake it down on the pole
take it to the top, shake it down on the pole
take it to the top, shake it down on the pole
down on the pole, down down on the pole
down on the pole (vocal stutter)
Chorus
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
come and get it, come and get it,
come and come and get it get it
Verse 3
put the arch in your back, baby don't hold back
put the arch in your back, baby don 't hold back
put the arch in your back, baby don't hold back
put the arch in your back, baby don't hold back
gottem saying what's that, it's the big booty clap
gottem saying what's that, it's the big booty clap
gottem saying what's that, it's the big booty clap
big booty, big booty, big booty clap
it's the big, the big, the big, big booty clap
it's the big, the big, the big, big booty clap
it's the big, the big, the big, big booty clap
it's the big booty clap (vocal stutter)
smack it up, smack it up, smack it up, smack it up
if you got that big booty smack it up
back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up,
if you got that big booty back it up
Chorus
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
come and get it, come and get it,
come and come and get it get it
Outro
let it roll down (vocal stutter)
wiggle it, let it drop, drop it down (vocal stutter)
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
come and get it, come and get it,
come and come and get it get it
Work It
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, NOLA Bounce, New Orleans Bounce, Old School Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Bravado, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Cool, Crunk, Hyphy, Money, Party, Stutter Edits, Swagger, Throwback Sound, Twerk
Instruments:
DJ Scratches, Drums, Turntables
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
102
Key:
N/A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Work It
WORK IT
CHORUS 1 (2X)
work it like you wanna hurt it,
work it like you wanna hurt it, oh
work it like you wanna hurt it,
work it, let's go, let's go
CHORUS 2
bring it down to the floor
down, down to the floor
down to the floor
down, down to the floor,
bring it down to the floor
down, down to the floor
whoa, whoa, whoa whoa
CHORUS 3 (2X)
show me what you got, what you got, huh
come and show me what you what you got, ladies
show me what you got, what you got, huh
come and show me what you what you got, get crazy
CHORUS 4 (2X)
back to the front, bring it back to the front
back to the front, bring it back to the front
back to the front, bring it back to the front
tell me what you want, tell me tell me what you want
CHORUS 1 (2X)
work it like you wanna hurt it,
work it like you wanna hurt it, oh
work it like you wanna hurt it,
work it, let's go, let's go
Gimme Dat Money
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, NOLA Bounce, New Orleans Bounce, Old School Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Bravado, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Cool, Crunk, Hyphy, Money, Party, Stutter Edits, Swagger, Throwback Sound, Twerk
Instruments:
DJ Scratches, Drums, Turntables
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
102
Key:
N/A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Gimme Dat Money
GIMME DAT MONEY
CHORUS 1 (2X)
Don't you ever come short with the money
Don't you ever come short with the bread
Don't you ever come short with the money
Don't you ever come short with the bread
CHORUS 2 (2X)
Ya better work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
CHORUS 3 (2X)
Hold it back, we ain't never hold it back
Hold it back, we ain't never hold it back
Hold it back, we ain't never hold it back
Hold it back, we ain't never hold it back
CHORUS 4
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
CHORUS 5
Roll it back
Put the money upfront
Roll it back
Put the money upfront
Roll it back
Put the money upfront
Roll it back
Put the money upfront
CHORUS 6
The ten and the twenty and the fifty dollar bills
The ten and the twenty and the fifty dollar bills
The ten and the twenty and the fifty dollar bills
The ten and the twenty and the fifty dollar bills
CHORUS 7
Got a lotta bills, ten dollar bills,
Twenty dollar bills and the fifty dollars
Got a lotta bills, ten dollar bills,
Twenty dollar bills and the fifty dollars
CHORUS 8
Hundred dollar bills in a big fat stack
Hundred dollar bills in a big fat stack
Hundred dollar bills in a big fat stack
Hundred dollar bills in a big fat stack
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!!
Ride Me
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Ballad, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
Arousing, Bedroom, Club, Dirty, Erotic, Horseback, Hot, Intimate, Late Night, Love, Lust, Mechanical Bull, Metaphor, Playful, Pole Dancing, Provocative, Raunchy, Ride, Riding, S&M, Sensual, Sexual, Sexy, Slow Dance, Smooth, Soulful, Steamy, Strip Club, Stripper, Striptease, Suggestive, Tender, Touching
Instruments:
Bass, Beatbox, Drums, Electric Guitar, Finger Snaps, Keyboard, Synths, Tuba, Wah Wah Guitar
BPM:
73
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ride Me
Baby you a pro when you ride that pole
wish that you was riding me like a rodeo
when you on top and grinding got me losing control
let me deep inside until I'm touching your soul
Ride me
You know I like what I'm seeing Babe
the way you move is like a dream
just point your feet to the ceiling Babe
and keep on looking down on me
then slide down so slowly I know you don't know me
but I'm hoping maybe that can change
get closer and show me how you would control me
if you could get on top and take the reins
Baby you a pro when you ride that pole
wish that you was riding me like a rodeo
when you on top and grinding got me losing control
let me deep inside until I'm touching your soul
Ride me like a rodeo
I think you like what you seeing Babe
I think you know what this could be
got the intensity increasing Babe
we gettin' close to ecstasy
Then come a bit closer this overexposure
is driving me a little bit insane
I'm losing composure the pot boiling over
baby get on top and take the reins
It looks like you got that pole bending
cowgirl got some rope wanna tie me up
Shorty riding bareback
burning with a fire trying to light me up
baby climb on up for the bull ride
yea we heading out for a long night
I'm a leave you satisfied
It might leave you paralyzed
Go Crazy
Artist(s): Monk da Monsta x CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Samuel Lawerence Gaymon Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, 2000s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bounce, Club, Crazy, Crunk, Dance, Dirty, Drinking, Energy, Freewheeling, Good Time, Hard, Hood, House, Hype, Party, Raucous, Shots, Strip Club, Tough, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Pads, Percussion, Synths
BPM:
99
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Go Crazy
CHORUS:
When u hear the beat bump Go Crazy
Everybody on the floor Go Crazy
We ain't neva gonna stop Go Crazy
Go Crazy go crazy
Get up get down, let me see you move
Get up get down, let me see you move
Get it get it! All about my business
I don't kno what you been doing, but this here you gott witness.
World wide rocker, yea we get busy break you off something proper! Hotter then lava!
Headed out to cali, never been to Cali, So we headed out to Cali search for for Maui!
Rock wit me, yea the fashion fresh, late night in the clubs gotta look the best! Got my stunna shades on jewelry on ice! Don't care no trouble just enjoying life, Like! Yacht parties wit a gorgeous wife! Like! Hitting the lotto for a million twice yikrs,!
You gotta move wit it! To left to the right theres a groove wit it! Bounce! You gotta move wit, to the left to the right you gotta groove wit it! BOUNCE!
CHORUS
Soon as we step up in the door everybody had be turnin.
Then once we step on the floor you can smell the fire burnin
teach em lessons like they learnin
only thing I know for certain is that C and monsta shut it down time to close the curtain.
The show's over.
Anyone stepping up get rolled over.
Once they dance with me the honeys give the man the cold shoulder.
Tell the DJ bring it back.
We aint never gonna stop until the CD starts to crack.
Skip skippin on em.
Make em fall like autumn.
Consistently dropping hits on they heads we drip drippin on em.
Leave them soakin wet from the sweat better tell whoever's next get prepared to face the best.
Bounce.
You gotta move with it.
To the left to the right There's a groove with it
bounce.
You gotta move with it.
To the left to the right There's a groove with it
Bounce.
CHORUS
Keep This Party Rockin'
Artist(s): St. John
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, EDM, Hip Hop, House, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
After Party, Celebration, Club, Cocky, Crowd, DJ, Dance Floor, Debauchery, Energy, Fun, Good Time, Late Night, Lively, Loose, Miami, Party, Playful, Promo, Rowdy, Shots, Swagger, Upbeat, Vacation, Wild, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Horns, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
127
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Keep This Party Rockin'
It's a party right here
This is where the party's at
That's right!
CHORUS
We gonna keep this party rockin' (repeat)
VERSE 1
It's your number one mesmerizing hypnotizing trill MC
Get down from the car get into the bar
Got a squad like the Heat from Miami
Put ya money away Mami I got you
I got you pero like girl all night I rock you
Champagne no pain fast lane
2 chains first names plantains what we do
International
with the fashion yo
And the passion though
We be smashin' dough
Throwin' cash in the air
Do we look like we care all you pato sucias are loca
Got a hot tub back of my troca
Got that patron café mocha
On fleek we freak and smoka
Cubano hot like soca
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Everybody come look how beautiful
The ladies look chillin' down by the pool
Now we got rum got dumb act a fool
How ya felt when ya first got out of school
Everything looks bright
Everything's so right
Everything so hot in the spotlight
All the love in the club
And you tug on my jeans I'm a fiend
For the party when it's started tonight
That champagne fall like rain
I pass the bottle to a model man this spot's insane
No consequences lose your senses
People jump out your lane
From spot to spot we rock
Don't stop pop pop
Baby, dale, keep the change
Keep those hands up high maintain
CHORUS
BREAKDOWN
Drop it on the floor baby
HEY ! HEY ! HEY!
(repeat)
Everybody in the place
Party people don't stop
Keep this party flowin' til the bass drop drop drop
CHORUS
My Ninjas
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 25% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 25% / Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Back Alley, Brash, Brooding, Crew, Crude, Dangerous, Defiant, Eerie, Frightening, Gang, Gritty, Hostile, Humorous, Mean, Menacing, Murder, Nasty, Ominous, Posse, Rough, Rowdy, Rumble, Scary, Streets, Threatening, Tough, Trouble, Underground, Unpredictable, Vicious, Violent, Vulgar, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
84
Key:
F♯/G♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
My Ninjas
CHORUS
My ninjas wear black black black
they don't got swords, what they got go clack clack clack clack
brass knuckles make your ribs crack crack crack crack
body shots make your head snap back back back back
VERSE 1
Black mask, black gloves, blast slugs, single handed
Other hand the middle finger up your girl that's where she landed
and she rub it right, all night, lick it like a lollipop
All I see's the top of her head like it's a barbershop
So don't get heated cuz the bucket chose a heavy hitter
the whole crew hit her and dumped her like cheap liquor
We could pop glocks, or throw fists, any or all
When we roll through turning high noon to night fall
CHORUS
My ninjas wear black black black
They don't got swords, what they got go clack clack clack clack
Brass knuckles make your ribs crack crack crack crack
Body shots make your head snap back back back back
VERSE 2
High off dust, snatching collars, choking throats
Rock the boat, no survivors, under the black smoke
Body count for the toe tags and body bags
Check yourself before the sawed off shotty bangs
The block is hot, squeezing burners, raise the temperature
Hollow points hit ya, leave ya holy without the scripture
Rip ya, bone and flesh, rush to where the cash is
All this while I take toke and dust the ashes
CHORUS
My ninjas wear black black black
They don't got swords, what they got go clack clack clack clack
Brass knuckles make your ribs crack crack crack crack
Body shots make your head snap back back back back
BRIDGE
What you ready for, getting raw, hit the floor
What you ready for, getting raw, hit the floor
What you ready for, getting raw, hit the floor
Taking all you got still looking for more
What you ready for, getting raw, hit the floor
What you ready for, getting raw, hit the floor
What you ready for, getting raw, hit the floor
Run up in your spot taking all that you got
VERSE 3
Creepin' through the territory, markin it up
Roll heavy like blunts sparkin it up
Short fuse, lose ya life, by the barrel or knife
Heating up like ya standing over lighters in a crack pipe
Get your facts right, know the rules, and who rules the streets
Straight up and down in the flesh, play for keeps
So gimme dat, that's how I'm living
Sniffing lines from the cleavage all the way down to the kitten
Hollar At Me
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, G Funk, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Boisterous, Bravado, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Ghetto, Hype, Late Night, Party, Posse, Rousing, Rowdy, Street, Swag, Swagger, VIP, West Coast
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Synths
BPM:
95
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hollar At Me
VERSE 1
We smoking and sippin', rollin' and whippin'
One eye open from the tilt of my fitted
Roll it and get lifted, champagne drippin'
Like a coat of candy paint on a low ride dippin'
Ice on my right, big face on my left
That's what time it is when the crew two step
Shuffle heel toe, they budget real slow
We got money to blow, buy out the bar then reload
CHORUS
Money ain't a thang
Shorty wanna bang
Hollar at me in the VIP
You ain't stopping a thang
I'm at the top of the game
Hollar at me in the VIP
VERSE 2
The city on lock, I got the keys
Brushing off the dirt like I'm brushin you fleas
Rocking much ice, without a cop yelling freeze
When I step in a room it drops a few degrees
I got the streets open and the gold diggers scoping
Overdosing on the chrome spinning in slow motion
Camera flash, flicks with the flyest chicks
Model type or better while they're taking off their sweater
She Drives Me Crazy
Artist(s): Derek Butler
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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, Electro, Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop
Keywords:
Attitude, Bar, Beverly Hills, Booty, Celebratory, City, Club, College, Commercial, Confidence, Confident, Dance, Downtown, Ecstasy, Ecstatic, Energetic, Energy, Exercise, Exuberant, Fashion, Flirtatious, Frat, Fun, High School, Hollywood, LA, Los Angeles, Mature, Miami, Model, Modeling, NYC, Nasty, New York, Night Club, Party, Pole Dancing, Powerful, Promo, Radio, Runway, Sexting, Sexual, Sexy, Shopping, Street, Strip Club, Style, Teen, Texting, Upbeat, Wealthy, Work Out, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Percussion, Synthesizer
BPM:
130
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
She Drives Me Crazy
SHE DRIVES ME CRAZY
CHORUS 1
She the one who keeps me wantin' more
She make me lose control
I'm addicted yeah I need it
She drives me crazy
She the one who keeps me comin' back
Got that candy on the floor
I'm addicted yeah I need her
She drives me crazy
VERSE 1
Oooh yeah she like the wild and freaky
She got it goin' on, the girl can please me
I wanna ride her in my Maserati
Oooh so sexy when she move that body, move that body
CHORUS
VERSE 2
So smooth she like a warm Courvoisier
Drink her up she go down the right way
The club is bumpin', she for sure a hottie
Oooh so sexy when she move that body, move that body
CHORUS
BRIDGE
She drive me, ah
She drive me crazy
She drive me crazy
Ah ah yeah yeah
CHORUS
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
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
Naughty Stripper
Artist(s): Square Biz
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Writer(s):
Michael Vondell Jr Dalton (BMI) 50% / Terrence R. Robinson (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Bouncy, Cocky, Cool, Erotic, Flirtacious, Frisky, Money, Nasty, Naughty, Night Club, Party, Provocative, Raunchy, Risque, Seduction, Sexual, Sexy, Strip Club, Swagga, Swagger, Temptation
Instruments:
808 Bass, Drums, Hand Claps, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
102
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Naughty Stripper
NAUGHTY STRIPPER (CLEAN)
VERSE 1
Listen...I understand your hustle
You make it look easy, but I'm here supporting the struggle
Whether I'm solo or with a group of my friends
You know what it is the moment I walk in
Make your way to me, grind on my lap
Go make you some quick money, make sure you come right back
The baddest one in here--know you been knowing it
Best part about it, you ain't got a problem showing it
So Drop it, pop it, keep the stage rocking
Whatever you do, baby please don't stop it
The way you make it move, wanna give it a smack
Especially when you bend over and throwback like that
Ready to do something strange for lil bit of change?
I got a wild beast ready to be uncaged
Can't stop envisioning you on top me,
You always keep it poppin in the VIP
CHORUS
Naughty stripper...the kind in my dreams
Naughty in morning, and she naughty in the eve
Naughty stripper...it's really kinda scary
Damn a side piece she the one you wanna marry
Her hips doing things that you wouldn't believe
Shawty love being naughty come be naughty with me
Going hard in the paint if you a big tipper
My favorite kind of girl right here-naughty stripper
VERSE 2
Drawn to the swag, you know I got that bag
You smiling while you dance, cause you like what's in my pants
You don't play games, you bout that money making
Got 'em mesmerized the way you keep things shaking
Dudes start cheering, trying to figure out what happened
Thought it was applause--that's you with that a** clapping
Shake, rattle--love the way you make it roll
Put on a clinic how you work that pole
You know you got him hypnotized by the look in his eyes
Been to the ATM about four or five times
Offering to pay bills and even write you in will
All because your twerk skills are the real damn deal
Naughty, Nasty, man this girl freak
Insist on doing things I can't repeat
Oh you bring the heat, doing tricks for treats
Already looking forward to coming back next week
Naughty Stripper
CHORUS
__________________________
NAUGHTY STRIPPER (EXPLICIT)
VERSE 1
Listen...I understand your hustle
You make it look easy, but I'm here supporting the struggle
Whether I'm solo or with a group of my friends
You know what it is the moment I walk in
Make your way to me, grind on my lap
Go make you some quick money, make sure you come right back
The baddest one in here--know you been knowing it
Best part about it, you ain't got a problem showing it
So Drop it, pop it, keep the stage rocking
Whatever you do, baby please don't stop it
The way you make it move, wanna give it a smack
Especially when you bend over and throwback like that
Ready to do something strange for lil bit of change?
I got a wild beast ready to be uncaged
Can't stop envisioning you on top me,
You always keep it poppin in the VIP
CHORUS
Naughty stripper...the kind in my dreams
Naughty in morning, and she naughty in the eve
Naughty stripper...it's really kinda scary
Damn a side piece she the one you wanna marry
Her hips doing things that you wouldn't believe
Shawty love being naughty come be naughty with me
Going hard in the paint if you a big tipper
My favorite kind of girl right here-naughty stripper
VERSE 2
Drawn to the swag, you know I got that bag
You smiling while you dance, cause you like what's in my pants
You don't play games, you bout that money making
Got 'em mesmerized the way you keep things shaking
Dudes start cheering, trying to figure out what happened
Thought it was applause--that's you with that ass clapping
Shake, rattle--love the way you make it roll
Put on a clinic how you work that pole
You know you got him hypnotized by the look in his eyes
Been to the ATM about four or five times
Offering to pay bills and even write you in will
All because your twerk skills are the real damn deal
Naughty, Nasty, man this girl freak
Insist on doing things I can't repeat
Oh you bring the heat, doing tricks for treats
Already looking forward to coming back next week
Naughty Stripper
CHORUS
Stompin' Thru
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Underground Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Boisterous, Bold, Boom Box, Braggadocious, Bravado, Cocky, Confident, Cool, East Coast, Edgy, Energetic, Golden Age, Good Times, Groovy, Old School, Party, Playful, Raw, Retro, Rowdy, Sexual, Street, Swagger, Throwback
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Horns, Piano, Scratches
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
95
Key:
N/A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Stompin' Thru
VERSE 1
Fee fie foe fum, stomping through the slums
Here I come, here I come, grabbing up your crumbs
Diggin' in your pockets, bread in your baskets
I gotta have it, getting mines is a habit
Running up in your space, spitting in your face like mace
I got the flavour, they want a taste
I don't give a what what what
Try to step up and get buck buck buck
Press your luck, run up try to take what I got
I got burners that stay hot
I guarantee, I got what you need
Ain't nothing free, I got mouths to feed
That's me, myself and I, the trinity
Raw and uncut, that's how I really be
Straight up and down, what you see is what you get
You can bet that's a promise and a threat
CHORUS
We stompin' through, coming for you
And you, and you, and you, and you
(4X)
BRIDGE
(Indeterminable Lyrics)
VERSE 2
Chop up and roll up the cabbage, puff it and
Pass it, under pressure, blow a gasket
Steaming, while I'm schemin' the next plot
Locking down the whole block make it burning hot
Rush the spot, the whole squad hungry
We going out for the stash, run the jewels and money
Ain't nothing funny, my fingerprint's grungy
And crazy, might even bungee jump with a bungee
And still bounce back, give you a smack
Reload and clack, clack, clack, lay you flat
Straight up and down, what you see is what you get
You can bet that's a promise and a threat
CHORUS
Get Nasty Now (Bring Your Booty)
Artist(s): XYKO
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Writer(s):
Robert Khurana (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Dancehall, Dubstep, EDM, Electro, Hip Hop, Male Vocal, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Reggae Dance Hall
Keywords:
Action, Attitude, Club, College, Crazy, Crowd, DJ, Dance Floor, Dirty, Drinking, Drop, Fun, Funky, Glowstick, Good Time, Grinding, Hype, Intense, Jamaica, Late Night, Lively, Loose, Party, Rave, Sexy, Shots, Strobe Light, Warehouse, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Percussion, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
105
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Get Nasty Now (Bring Your Booty)
Bring it! Hey! Bring it
Come on!
Let me see you get nasty now
Let me see you get nasty now
Bring your booty
Bring your booty
Yah bring it! come!
Bring it right down
Bring your booty
Yah bring it! come!
Bring it right down
Whoa!
Bust it
Bust it
Let me see you get nasty now
Let me see you get nasty now
I'm gonna cook it up like this
Bring your booty
Bring your booty
Yah bring it! come!
Bring it right down
Boom! Whoa! Yah!
Bring your booty
Yah bring it! come!
Bring your booty
Bring it right down
Bring your booty
Yah bring it! come!
Bring your booty
Bring it right down
I'm gonna cook it up like this
Let me see you get nasty now
Let me see you get nasty now
Bring your booty
Yah bring it! come!
Bring your booty
Bring it right down
Let me see you get nasty now
Let me see you get nasty now
Wild'n Crazy
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, New Jack Swing, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Boisterous, Boom Box, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Crazy, Dance, East Coast, Energetic, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Good Times, Groovy, House Party, Old School, Party, Playful, Rowdy, Sassy, Sexual, Street, Swagger, Throwback, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboard
BPM:
107
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wild'n Crazy
It's about to get crazy, hold on baby
No glitz no glam, it's all about the grits and
Gravy, kicking mad flavor
Caught up in the madness nothing can save ya
Swinging from the chandelier
The place is jumping no standing here
Don't hold it back, just let it go
I'm clockin fly girls, I wanna let you know
I get nasty, not trashy
If you're curious, girl, just ask me
What's the difference, lemme tell you
I promise I won't bite, unless you want me to
Now you know I'm a freak, but a gentleman
When I want a taste of the cinnamon
So tell your friends, to bring they friends and they friends
gGet hype for the night here we go again
CHORUS:
It's time to get wild and crazy
There won't be no if's or maybe's
This goes out to the fly ladies
Who want to be my baby
Ready or not the spot is packed
When the party is hot, that's where the action's at
Skinny dippin, all your clothes are gone
There ain't nothing wrong, if all you got is a thong
If that's wrong, I don't wanna be right
If you got tight hips then you're just my type
Girls they be dancing on tables
With bamboo earrings bigger than bagels
Bouncing moving all around
East to west side, down to uptown
Get wild ain't no turning back
Word up, the party is wherever you at
Take It Off
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
Bedroom, Bills, Club, Cocky, Dance Floor, Dirty, Explicit Lyrics, Flirtatious, Hot, Lap Dance, Las Vegas, Money, Naked, Nude, Provocative, Racy, Sexy, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Suggestive, Swagger, Tipsy
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
68
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Take It Off
CHORUS
I'm yelling take it off
Baby bend over let me see it
Take it off
Let me see it, sneak peak
Bring that a** back repeat
Repeat same moves
Them h*es look alright but they ain't you
Southern California, it's raining baby
She never take a lost cause she a angel baby
Shake it in my face then touch yo ankles baby
A** like a deer she Bowinkle baby
Hit the bank cash please pour it up
Like I drunk to many ones I just throw them up
Girl yo A** the bomb you just blowing up
I'm showing up, you showing love
CHORUS
Sliding down the pole like a firefighter
Yo a** all on my attire, I'm going broke just off a lap dance
Then she told me that she know Miriah (Magic City) she know miliah (dreams) she know blacc Chyna (King of diamonds) never be a top model
But they all friends with Tyra
No bulimic sh*t, only stallions
Giuseppe's, red bottoms, b*thes styling
CHORUS
I just give you ones and you give me time
A couple more ones and I can make you mines
So let's just have a good time girl
Let see it, let me see it, let me see it bend over let me see it
Surrender
Artist(s): Curtisay
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Electronic
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, EDM, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Bold, Bottle Service, Caribbean, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dance Floor, Dirty, Drinking, Erotic, Flirtatious, Fun, Hot, Jamaica, Late Night, Party, Raunchy, Seductive, Sexual, Sexy, Smooth, Steamy, VIP, Zumba
Instruments:
Bass, Drum, Synths
BPM:
130
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Surrender
Girl when you're winding on me
Set me on fire
The way you shake that booty
Fills me with desire
Baby doll touch them toes
Get me high when you get down low
Pretty soon Ima over-dose
Fast lane honey I don't take things slow
Oh Oh
You already know
You're going home with me
Oh Oh
When the drinks over flow
We can start our one night bender
CHORUS:
So surrender
I wanna be in ya
So surrender
We can do it all night
Girl I see you're tipsy tipsy
Just how I like ya
Go on and kiss me kiss me
Wherever you wanna
Oh yeah we can head back home
My place, your place, anything goes
Get a little bit drunk and little bit stoned
Once we getting' out them clothes
Pour Another Round
Artist(s): G-$tack
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 50% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Tony Vose Music (BMI) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Bar, Bling, Club, Cocky, Crazy, Crunk, Dance Floor, Dirty South, Drinking, Drop, Freewheeling, Fun, Grind, Intense, Late Night, Models, Party, Rager, Raucous, Rowdy, Shots, Sleazy, Swagger, VIP, Vodka, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Synths
BPM:
98
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Pour Another Round
Drunk, drunk
Everybody doin' shots
Pour another round!
Make You Come
Artist(s): Goldenchyl
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Writer(s):
Andre O'Neil Fennell (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B
Keywords:
Auto Tune, Bedroom, Bottle Service, Caribbean, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dance Floor, Dirty, Flirtatious, Fun, Hot Tub, Jamaica, Late Night, Party, Raunchy, Romance, Seductive, Sexual, Sexy, Smooth, Steamy, Strip Club, Sultry, VIP
Instruments:
Bass, Drum, Synths
BPM:
91
Key:
C♯/D♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Make You Come
I'll give you what you need girl and more
I'll do anything you like
Cause tonight girl I'm yours
Let me give you the good living
Cause your man is a bore
Why the hell so you stay girl
Just bring your body
Come let me explore you from head to toe
Chorus
Anytime you want girl
Anything you need girl
Anytime you come
Ima make you body come
Anytime you come
Ima make you body come
Anytime you want girl
Anything you need girl
Anytime you come
Ima make you body come
Anytime you come
Ima make you body come
And I'm a make it run down
Down down down down down
Down down down down hey
I know what you like girl I'm sure
Girl I'm a touch you right there
And make you explode
Girl I'll keep you satisfied
Loving you always
I'll never mistreat you no way
So girl just bring you body come
Let me explore you from head to toe
Anytime you want girl
Anything you need girl
Anytime you come
I'm a make you body come
Anytime you come
I'm a make you body come
Anytime you want girl
Anything you need girl
Anytime you come
Ima make you body come
Anytime you come
Ima make you body come
So my girl do me a favor
I can be your superman to save you
Feel like you up in the sky invader
I'm not an heart breaker
No no way no
So girl just tells what you need I
can fulfill your fantasies
Do it like a G
So girl just bring you body come
Let me explore you from head to toe
Anytime you want girl
Anything you need girl
Anytime you come
Ima make you body come
Anytime you come
Ima make you body come
Anytime you want girl
Anything you need girl
Anytime you come
Ima make you body come
Anytime you come
Ima make you body come
Rising Up
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Boom Box, Bravado, Celebration, Cocky, Confident, Crowd, Dance, Energy, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Good Time, Party, Playful, Raucous, Street, Upbeat
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths, Vocal Sample
BPM:
113
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Rising Up
Rockin' the mic, is my duty
When I get loose wild and unruly
Hear my voice, got your fist pumping
I'm the top choice to get the place jumping
I got my boys, they got my back
Bringing that noise, better get off of the crack
Hear me on stage, radio and cassette
I don't get static, all I get is respect
That's automatic, and I'm cold getting dumb
Counting my bread, what I care about a crumb
Hear me in the streets on every car stereo
From the bottom to the top here we go
CHORUS:
"We rising up"
Get loose
"We rising up"
Get Busy
"We rising up"
Get loose
"We rising up"
Get Busy
Drop the needle, on the groove I get busy
Jumped on the scene and they asked who is he
I used to have no fame and no name
But now I swing heavy like a rope chain
Moving up to the next level
Kicking up dust, never let it settle
I can't lose, any way I gotta win
I'm the leader, you better start following
And I got the party people with their hands up
And all you sucker crews better clam up
If you think that's it, I got more
Moving up from the streets to the top floor
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