Jennifer Lopez Ft. Lil Wayne – I´m In To You Lyrics

Jennifer Lopez Ft. Lil Wayne – I´m In To You Lyrics

Na na na na na na na na na yeah (x4)

[Lil’ Wayne]

Hi, I’m Tune, the man on the moon

I live on the beach, get the sand out of shoes

And all of that changed since I met you

So we can leave that old shit in the restroom


Young Money!


[Jennifer Lopez – Verse 1]


You got me and I could not defend it

I tried but I had to surrender

Your star got me under the spell bound

Left me no other choice but to get down

It’s too late (x4)

You got it (x4)


[Hook]


When I look into your eyes it’s over

You got me hooked with your love controller

I’m tripping and I could not get over

I’m feeling lucky like a four leaf clover

Cos i’m into you

I’m into you
I’m into you 

Yeahhh

I’m into you
I’m into you
I’m into you 

Yeahhh


[Jennifer Lopez – Verse 2]


Na na na na na na na na na yeah (x4)

Listen, i’m strong baby I bring the fight on

Sharp shooter you can call me the zion

I’m not the one easy to get to get to

But all of that changed baby when I met you

It’s too late (x4)

You got it (x4)


[Hook]

When I look into your eyes it’s over

You got me hooked with your love controller

I’m tripping and I could not get over

I’m feeling lucky like a four leaf clover

Cos i’m into you

I’m into you 
I’m into you 

Yeahhh


I’m into you 
I’m into you 
I’m into you 

Yeahhh

Ok, now I’m into you, like you never knew

I’m falling for you baby, I need a parachute

So wet, I need a wetsuit

You’re way too fly, I could be ya jet fuel

Now tell me what you like

I like what you tell me

And if you understand me, you can overwhelm me

It’s too late, it’s too late

Every finish line is the beginning of a new race

[Hook]

When I look into your eyes it’s over

You got me hooked with your love controller

I’m tripping and I can not get over

I’m feeling lucky like a four leaf clover

Cos i’m into you

I’m into you
I’m into you 

Yeahhh

I’m into you
I’m into you 
I’m into you 

Yeahhh


Na na na na na na na na na yeah (x4)

Cos i’m into you

I’m into you
I’m into you 

Yeahhh

I’m into you
I’m into you 
I’m into you 

Yeahhh

 

The Saturdays – Notorious Lyrics

The Saturdays – Notorious Lyrics

Don’t hold back

It’s nice to see somebody make an effort

You know I like it in the street lights

Like, like, like the spotlight

Do you like me?


I la-la-love this track

So if you wanna come with me you should know

I’m like, I’m like, I’m like this beat, yes

Crazy and infectious

I’m a give my business

Boy my resume says “I’m a bad girl”


Closer baby look in my eyes

Do you recognize me?

I’ve been a bad girl

I’m a bad girl, I’m notorious


I’m a outlaw

I’m the big boss

I’m a gangster

On the dancefloor


I’m a outlaw

I’m the big boss

I’m a gangster

On the dancefloor


Boy beware

I got a record and I’m known for my style

And everybody knows my name here

I’m the head of game here

Pleasure and the pain, yeah

Because my resume says “I’m a bad girl”


Closer baby look in my eyes

Do you recognize me?

I’ve been a bad girl

I’m a bad girl, I’m notorious


I’m a outlaw

I’m the big boss

I’m a gangster

On the dancefloor


I’m a outlaw

I’m the big boss

I’m a gangster

On the dancefloor


Baby tell me can you get it from my energy

I’ve been a bad girl

I’m a bad girl, I’m notorious


I’m a outlaw

I’m the big boss

I’m a gangster

On the dancefloor


Closer baby look in my eyes

Do you recognize me?

I’ve been a bad girl

I’m a bad girl, I’m notorious


I’m a outlaw

I’m the big boss

I’m a gangster

On the dancefloor


I’m a outlaw

I’m the big boss

I’m a gangster

On the dancefloor


 

JME Ft. Wiley – Sidetracked Lyrics

JME Ft. Wiley – Sidetracked Lyrics

gotta get back to my life again, 
don’t wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey

gotta get back to my life again, 
don’t wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey

gotta get back to my life again, 
don’t wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey

gotta get back to my life again, 
don’t wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey 

i gotta get back to my life again, dont wanna be sidetracked, 

arguing, at radio for man to give the mic back, 

right thats it, 

right now i should be doing a show with the live band 

but i cant be bothered to night and what, 

whos going to tell me i cant stop, 

i gotta get back to my life for real, 

i make music, i aint trying to kill 

i gotta turn up when im on the bill, 

a thousand thousands inside a mill, 

million pounds is when i sign the deal. 

i had a few offers but i didnt sign cause they were minors still, no liee 



felt the pain i was feeling low, 

still felt like i had no where to go, 

no one to turn to , 

i aint going to ask for your help Mmmmmmmmm 

nobody said it was an easy road, 

now when its with me it turns to gold, 

i got hits for the radio and hits for the disco tech Mmmmmmmm

elt the pain i was feeling low, 

still felt like i had no where to go, 

no one to turn to , 

i aint going to ask for your help Mmmmmmmmm 

nobody said it was an easy road, 

now when its with me it turns to gold, 

i got hits for the radio and hits for the disco tech Mmmmmmmm 


(thats why)gotta get back to my life again, 

dont wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey 


gotta get back to my life again, 

dont wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey

gotta get back to my life again, 

dont wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey

gotta get back to my life again, 

dont wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey

felt the pain i was feeling low, 


felt like i had no where to go, 

yeah i know, been feeling this way for a year or so, 

i cant even get off my arse, 

walk to the shops, get some cherios, 

i talk to my pops but he dont hear my though, 

my music rocks spots, 

still wears the dough, 

top of the pops, 

felt the pain i was feeling bad, 

i could of punched through the ceeling mann, 

but instead i got the keys to the bimmer like beenie man, 

when i look into the mirror i see a man, 

not a boy, im a winner, 

i really can, do anything, i put my mind to, 

cause im an educated nigerian 



felt the pain i was feeling low, 

still felt like i had no where to go, 

no one to turn to , 

i aint going to ask for your help Mmmmmmmmm 

nobody said it was an easy road, 

now when its with me it turns to gold, 

i got hits for the radio and hits for the disco tech Mmmmmmmm  



felt the pain i was feeling low, 

still felt like i had no where to go, 

no one to turn to , 

i aint going to ask for your help Mmmmmmmmm 

nobody said it was an easy road, 

now when its with me it turns to gold, 

i got hits for the radio and hits for the disco tech Mmmmmmm

gotta get back to my life again, 

dont wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey 


gotta get back to my life again, 

dont wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey

gotta get back to my life again, 

dont wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey

gotta get back to my life again, 

dont wanna be sidetracked living my life on edge, oooh ieeey
 

Rick Ross – John Doe Lyrics

Rick Ross – John Doe Lyrics
24′s, John Doe
All gold, John Doe
Them boys dealing blow, they John Doe
Night work for the load, that’s John Doe
I’m still balling like I’m Bo Diddley
Ugh I’m still balling like I’m Bo Diddley
Ugh I parked the Caddy in the living room
Just parked the Caddy in the living room

I brought a Benz and it’s paid for

I brought a bitch that bitch paid for

I brought a stick and it’s made for

Warfare, yeah stick it in ya a-hole

Aye ho you know I got that A-1

Yayo and I’m quick to slang one

Jumping niggas like a chess piece

Spend a couple hundred dollars on my chest piece

Outta town niggas we call ‘em fresh meat

He say he netting me boy you must refresh me

Better miss me with the convo

Wanna know my name bitch, John Doe


24′s, John Doe

All gold, John Doe

Them boys dealing blow, they John Doe

Night work for the load, that’s John Doe

I’m still balling like I’m Bo Diddley

Ugh I’m still balling like I’m Bo Diddley

Ugh I parked the Caddy in the living room

Just parked the Caddy in the living room


[Rick Ross- Verse 2]

I got a bitch who has a habit

Spending stacks on nice fabrics

That head great, that pussy lavish

I’m peeling collie greens that 30 carats

Reporting live from my Rolls Royce

I’m ready to die and put that on my old boy

Count 1.5 I holla “Oh Lord”

When I’m on the jet know them choppers on board

Rims taller than a bulldozer

Everybody tucking pistols when we pulled over

Fresh up out the fest, salute my nigga Fanzo

Yeah they asked my name but he told ‘em John Doe


24′s, John Doe

All gold, John Doe

Them boys dealing blow, they John Doe

Night work for the load, that’s John Doe

I’m still balling like I’m Bo Diddley

Ugh I’m still balling like I’m Bo Diddley

Ugh I parked the Caddy in the living room

Just parked the Caddy in the living room



24′s, John Doe
All gold, John Doe

Them boys dealing blow, they John Doe
Night work for the load, that’s John Doe
I’m still balling like I’m Bo Diddley
Ugh I’m still balling like I’m Bo Diddley
Ugh I parked the Caddy in the living room
Just parked the Caddy in the living room


 

Mavado – Star Bwoy Lyrics

Mavado – Star Bwoy Lyrics
Yuh nuh see a mi and di gal dem a par,
Gal dem waan mi, man a star.
My yute just gwaan watch yuh gal,
Spend every dime,
Spend every nickel,
Spend every other coin,
Peer gal a mine.
Yuh see wha mi a sey?

[Chorus]

Di gal dem waan star bwoy,

But mi nah star no blue movie.

Dem waan, Star bwoy,

A nuh my fault if a boy gal choose mi,

She waan, Star bwoy,

Some boy gal use dem

Nuh gal cyaan use we,

Dem waan Star bwoy,

Wha yuh sey dem waan?

Star bwoy.


[Verse 1]

Yuh see inna my crew every man a star,

Over my crew mi see every gal a war.

She sey her man a one real scuminar

Long distance stulla nah pop dung pon har,

She nuh waan nuh man weh dead inna di show,

She nuh waan no man gih nuh head inna di show.

She sey she no waan no head inna di show,

Tek out di furniture, fling dem outta door.

Mi a perform fi get di Oscar,

Gal a fly in from Nebraska

Three months afta dem see doctor,

Dem know mi cold, just like Alaska.


[Chorus]

Di gal dem waan star bwoy,

But mi nah star no blue movie.

Dem waan, Star bwoy,

A nuh my fault if a boy gal choose mi,

She waan, Star bwoy,

Some boy gal use dem

Nuh gal cyaan use we,

Dem waan Star bwoy,

Wha yuh sey dem waan?

Star bwoy.


[Verse 2]

Yuh a hear mi,

Miss little red riding hood,

She love di bike, so she ride him good,

Back up, back up, ride him good,

Yuh man cyaan lef cause yuh style him good.

Tell di chicken head dem fi find dem coop.

Yuh nuh hardware, yuh pile him good,

Tip pon yuh toe point, dem dweet it if dem could,

Yuh hold di star bwoy like yuh should.


[Chorus]

Di gal dem waan star bwoy,

But mi nah star no blue movie.

Dem waan, Star bwoy,

A nuh my fault if a boy gal choose mi,

She waan, Star bwoy,

Some boy gal use dem

Nuh gal cyaan use we,

Dem waan Star bwoy,

Wha yuh sey dem waan?

Star bwoy.


[Outro]

Chimney Records,

Gal dem a check hard,

Every gal a come at mi yaad.

Yea, yea, yea.

Mi sey Chimney Record,

Yuh nuh see di gal dem a check hard.

Anodda one, press record.

Di gal dem waan Star Bwoy.

Frass, Gully mi sey,

Gully Squad, Gully God, bad.