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Song Texte

                                                                    Song Texte

Artist: 50 Cent
Album: The Massacre
Song: Just A Lil Bit

[Intro]
Yeah
Shady
Aftermath
G-Unit

[Verse 1]
Damn baby all I need is a lil bit
A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that
Get it crackin' in the club when you hear this shit
Drop it like its hot, get to workin' that back
Go shake that thang, yeah work that thang
Let me see it go up and down
Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang
Can you make it go round and round
I step up in the club, I'm like who you with
G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique
Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school
On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
I hit your ass up, boy I done warned you
Better listen, when I talk, nigga don't trip
Yo' heat in the car, mine's in this bitch
I ain't tryna beef, I'm tryna get my drink on
Got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on
I'ma kick it at the bar till its time to go
Then I'ma get shorty here and I'ma let her know

[Chorus]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
Get to lickin' and (*edited*) a lil bit

[Verse 2]
This is 50, comin' out your stereos
Hard to tell though, cause I switched the flow
Eyes a lil low, cause I twist the dro'
Pockets on ??? cause I move the O's
My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze
Come get ya bitch, she on me dawg
She musta heard about the dough
Now captain come on and save a hoe
I get it crunk in the club, I'm off the chain
Number one on the chart, all the time mayn
When the kid in the house, I turn it out
Keep the dance floor packed, thats without a doubt
And shorty shake that thang like a pro mayn
She back it up on me I'm like oh mayn
I get close enough to her so I know she can hear
System thumpin', party jumpin', I said loud and clear

[Chorus]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
Get to lickin' and (*edited*) a lil bit

[Bridge]
Baby you got me feelin' right (ya heard me)
My mama gone, you can spend the night (ya heard me)
I ain't playin', I'ma tryna (*edited*) tonight (ya heard me)
Clothes off, face down, x up, c'mon

[Chorus x2]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
Get to lickin' and (*edited*) a lil bit

112:Dance with me

I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
and I wanna take you back to my spot.
But we still got a little more time to rock
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
{Slim:} I can see you over there just chillin' with your girlfriends, can't
believe your by your self you should be hear with me, chillin' with me,
drinkin' with me, freakin' with me. Oooohhh whoa, whoa!
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
and I wanna take you back to my spot.
We can snuggle a little, more time to us.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
{Slim:} I can see it in your eyes that your looking at the time. You wanna
leave this party and I know you wanna leave with me. To chill with me, to
drink with me, to freak with me, oh baby!
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
and I wanna take you back to my spot.
We can snuggle a little, more time to us.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
and I wanna take you back to my spot.
We can snuggle a little, more time to us.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
{Slim:} Everybody sing along....
{112:} If you sexy and you know it clap your hands (clap {5x})
If you sexy and you know it clap your hands (clap {5x})
If you sexy and you know it and you really wanna show it,
if you sexy and you know it clap your hands (clap {5x}) Yeah!
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
and I wanna take you back to my spot.
We can snuggle a little, more time to us.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
and I wanna take you back to my spot.
We can snuggle a little, more time to us.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
and I wanna take you back to my spot.
We can snuggle a little, more time to us.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!

Cassidy:Im a hustla

Jay-Z]
Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask about me

[Chorus: Jay-Z]

[Cassidy Talking]
(Overlapping tha hook)

This for all my niggas thats going through the struggle thats on the grind, all my niggas that ever had to hustle to get out a dollar, this for yall man, personality change man, the kid cassidy, this for the hood man


I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie


[Verse 1: Cassidy]
Ima hustla, Ima,Ima hustla homie
I got the product, narcotics for the customers homie,
Fiends open they be smoking like a muffler homie,
Niggas phony so I only got a couple of homies,
If you a hustla I could I could fuck with yah homie,
You spend a couple bucks I stay in touch wit' ya homie
I get money, I get 20 a K, I got 20 strips all doin' 20 a day, ay
I get cake from buds or haze, Im makin' dubs
They hatin' 'cause Im on tha grind like Im makin' love
When cops got tha block hot like jamaican clubs
Cop weight, wait for a drought and then make it flood
Try and take my cake you gone take a slug
But you can take my information if you takin' drugs
'Cause I can sell raid to a bug, Ima hustla I can sell salt to a slug 'cause..

I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie

[Verse 2]

I'm married to the game, same bride just a new groom,
I do more than just do toons,
Cuz my bills coming too soon,
My son gone be two soon,
Royalty checks come like once in a blue moon,
But I'm getting my dough from doing shows,
I made more dough on the grind than going gold,
That's why I stay fly I'm flogin' on hoes,
Flossin' so cool in a austin no shoes,
Just a rubberband on my wrist no jewels,
I ain't got to prove I'm rich, I'm no fool,
I know the rules and I got time for it,
But the nigga will shine when it's time for it,
And they will hate you deal with the real cake,
And they on the corner from morning till real late,
I deal weight and if you bastards doubt me,
I'm a hustla, ask about me, ask about me

I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie

[Verse 3]

To get paid you got saved dont be spending the change,
In 5th grade i was hustling my genesis games,
I was dumb young, selling chewing gum to my classmates,
On the cash chase, moving at a fast pace,
Never been a dummy, never did what the dummys do,
So I had to mil to burn before I turned twenty two,
More money more problems is true,
Cuz the more money I make the more problems for you,
Yeah I use dude voice, props to the boy sean,
He made it a hot line, I made it a hot song,
So stop drawn man you gotta respect it,
I'm the best swizz got it perfected,
Dont mess with C-A double S-I-D-Y,
Cuz I became the best when B-I-G died,
The kid do it big like P-U-N,
Cuz I'm nice like P-A-C with the P-E-N end

I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
Nigga ask, Nigga Nigga ask about me, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie, (yeah)
I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie

[Cassidy Talking]

This for all my niggas thats going through the struggle thats on the grind, all my niggas that ever had to hustle to get out a dollar, this for yall man, personality change man, the kid cassidy, this for the hood man..

Brooke Valetine:Girlfight

[INTRO]
Boy stop, It’s about to be a girlfight
Hey, some new shit, yeah. Brooke Valentine, Lil’ Jon
Sending this out to all the ladies the ladies that got beef with another bitch. Just walk to that bitch and tell her, whatcha’ tell her?

Chorus:
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

Verse 1:
There she go talkin' her mess
goin around town causing me stress,
I need to get this off my chest
And if her friend want some then she'll be next
It really ain't that complicated
Y'all walking round looking all frustrated
Want some plex come on let's make it
Ya acting real hard but I know ya fakin'

(Hook)
Ya really really don't wanna step to this
Ya really don't know why you talkin' shit
You 'bout to catch ones right in the lip
It's about to be a what? Girlfight! (2x)

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
We on our way to ya neighborhood
The reason why we comin' is understood
Me and my girls we down to ride
So when you hear us pull up bring ya butt outside
And if you try to call yo cousin and dem
Don't forget that I got some of dem
'Bout to go real hard 'bout to swang dem thangs
'Bout to feel elbows all in ya brain

(Hook)

(Chorus)

BRIDGE:
Oh! I know you don't want me to split yo dome!
Girl you makin me really mad...
Oh! I know you don't want me to split yo dome!
I'm about to bruise ya face and it's sad...

(Big Boi Verse 3)
Oh snap these bitches they act like cats
In the middle of the dance floor now they preparing to scrap
They takin’ out their scrunchies and pullin' off their press-ons
The one on the right is the girlfriend and the one the left is the other woman
Someone please call security, these girls too purty, to get down to the nitty titty, I mean the nitty gritty, I mean her titties pretty
I'm trippin' being silly willy, man gon’ let them hoes fight

(Chorus)

Don't act like you don't know
We right outside yo door
See you peekin' out the window)
I know you ain't talking noise no more

Bitch come outside
Don't act like you don't see me
I know you heard me pulling up(uh)
Come outside(uh) Come outside(uh)We down to ride (uh)
It's about to be a...Girlfight!