I like the way you work it No diggity, I gotta bag it up Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo She's got class and style Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strictly biz, don't play around Cover much ground, got game by the pound

On some rodeo man Best thing he ever did was leave ya You better pull yourself together Tina, I swear you're better Than just waiting around Don't talk about him, Tina You gotta get yourself up and dust them boots off Ain't no use in staying sad or

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

And the wills of the river Leads you here Where the wind it is yielding And the light it is clear To rest upon forever Or to live for one more day No I won't restrain the morning I'll get ready for this spring Oh see them planets shining

Freaky thangs, we be bout 'em Cut up! Know we like that, get that cut up Get that cut up! Oh-whooo, cut up We love to cut up cause we like them freaky thangs I like it when you let me try, anythang Let a nigga get a little cut up girl It's two a.m. in

Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Man I run this rap shit Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls R.I.P. to Tupac Nigga roll that good shit You wanna dance lets dance nigga I'll take you to da prom I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm Nigga

A good girl gone wild Like a girl gone wild Girls they just wanna have some fun Hey, ey, ey, ey I'm like, hey, ey, ey, ey Get fired up like smokin' gun On the floor til the daylight comes I got that burnin' hot desi-i-i-re And no one can put out my

You must take the "A" train To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem If you miss the "A" train You`ll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem Hurry, get on, now it`s coming Listen to those rails a-thrumming All aboard, get on the "A" train Soon you will

Saw Cinderella in a party dress but She was looking for a night gown I saw the devil warping up his hands He's getting ready for the show down And were the dreams roll high Out here the good girls die Out here the bell don't ring Dustland fairytale

She knows how to work them cut off things She knows how to get me to do about anything How to bat those eyes, swing them hips, how to rock that cherry red lipstick She knows I can't say no It's seven a.m. baby Trying to catch up on a little sleep Its way