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Queen Pen lyrics
Queen Pen lyrics
"Man Behind the Music censored Lyrics"
Heart Shaped Bruise Lyrics
Tell me now Or are you only teasing? I felt the cold hard facts of life Five degrees from freezing Does it amuse you to always hurt me so? I try my best it's not enough Should I give up and let you? What more is there to take from me? There's nothing else to give you, dear There's nothing more th
Tell me now Or are you only teasing? I felt the cold hard facts of life Five degrees from freezing Does it amuse you to always hurt me so? I try my best it's not enough Should I give up and let you? What more is there to take from me? There's nothing else to give you, dear There's nothing more th
featuring Teddy Riley
Chorus: Teddy Riley
This is how it should be done
Cause this style is identical to none
How can I make you dance some more
(T.R.) That's what I came here for
Repeat Chorus
And nowwww... here's the magnificent...
funkyyyyyy momma!
Verse One: Queen Pen
Lyrical flows like WHAT
The man behind the music'll make you JUMP
New Jack your Swing and make you SHAKE YOUR RUMP
No Diggi-ty tellin me this is WHAT YOU WANT, bass lines and snares
that'll make you hump, WHY
Intimated by his fourteen year run, WELL
In ninety-seven he's a different kind of funk, FUNK FUNK FUNK
We pulls together like a perfect hand to tongue, HAH
You pressed your luck and n
Fatman Lyrics
he never minded he never cared he walks with his shirt off he walks and we stare don't laugh, don't mock, don't snicker don't point, he's happy to be alive he's happy that's the point} (well i think that) they're all called Charlie yet probably not, they're always sweating buckets, skins beating red hot, well it's like do you think you'll make it home ok, because step after step you'll be digging your gra
ow you faster shit be sunk, ZOOM he never minded he never cared he walks with his shirt off he walks and we stare don't laugh, don't mock, don't snicker don't point, he's happy to be alive he's happy that's the point} (well i think that) they're all called Charlie yet probably not, they're always sweating buckets, skins beating red hot, well it's like do you think you'll make it home ok, because step after step you'll be digging your gra
Be combin through the future with your face punked, AND YOU
forgot about the past, now what you want, platinum tracks
to put you on the map, NAH
Cause we gotta keep it in fam', YEAH
You had your chance to be down wit da man, UH-HUH
So busy playa-hatin perpetratin, frauds
Articulatin, on his downfall, TRUE, you can't take it
What the deal Ma?
Funky Momma blaze the track so you can feel her
I'm Miggidy I'm all about the dollar bills y'all, rock the Diamond Lex
All that shit behind my desk is signed in checks
[Teddy Riley]
Do you like hits baby, got em goin crazy on BlackStreet
You know it's plaque time when me and the track meet
Save all your wack beats, Q.P. and T.R.
so precise with mics we shou
Haitian Divorce Lyrics
Babs and Clean Willy were in love they said So in love the preacher's face turned red Soon everyobody knew the thing was dead He shouts She bites They wrangle through the night She go crazy Got to make a getaway Papa say O No hesitation No tears and no hearts breaking No remorse O Congratulations This is your Haitian divorce <
d be surgeons in E.R. Babs and Clean Willy were in love they said So in love the preacher's face turned red Soon everyobody knew the thing was dead He shouts She bites They wrangle through the night She go crazy Got to make a getaway Papa say O No hesitation No tears and no hearts breaking No remorse O Congratulations This is your Haitian divorce <
The block knows (like that) baby girl be my diamond cause
she rocks shows (for Black) see my ones ain't no way that
you can stop those, Little Man got your breath together
with Queen Pen now it's hot to death, so take a look back (look back)
What I did, what I'm doin, where I take this (take that)
It's kind of simple cause a n*gga just make hits (make tracks)
Peep the facts, keep a stack, on the Streets of Black
ladies scream he's the mack, cause
I kick, sh*t to make a fly chick you with
my chick, and plus funds just ridiculous
cause I'm rich, we are T.R. you see Q.P.
That's we BlackStreet, gone!
(You, can't, take, it)
And nowwwwwwwww... here's the magnificent...
funkyyyyyy mommaaaaaah!
[Queen P
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town Lyrics
You better watch out You better not cry Better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town He's making a list And checking it twice; Gonna find out Who's naughty and nice Santa Claus is coming to town He sees you when you're sleeping He knows when you're awake He knows if you've been bad or good
en]
Now Teddy, JAM, for me ONE TIME
Cross that thin line make my hips BUMP N GRIND
what just happened, all this shadyness cause of platinum hits
Little Man be the sh*t, Funky Momma represent
It ain't never been no different plus WE GOT WITNESSES
to account for alla dis sh*t, test we
and get your, block knocked off, UHH
You can keep yappin UNTIL YOU GET HOARSE
it don't matter, we don't, follow chit chatter
WE MAKE HITS, and calls, when situations get thick
ASK SAINT NICK, about the repoitoire
For those in the past, they know who they are
If the shoe fits trust, WE GON WEAR IT
And we beez the baddest click up on this planet
We paid the cost to be boss G*d [damn it]
cause scared don't win money, NOW DROP IT
Chorus (to fade
You better watch out You better not cry Better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town He's making a list And checking it twice; Gonna find out Who's naughty and nice Santa Claus is coming to town He sees you when you're sleeping He knows when you're awake He knows if you've been bad or good
en]
Now Teddy, JAM, for me ONE TIME
Cross that thin line make my hips BUMP N GRIND
what just happened, all this shadyness cause of platinum hits
Little Man be the sh*t, Funky Momma represent
It ain't never been no different plus WE GOT WITNESSES
to account for alla dis sh*t, test we
and get your, block knocked off, UHH
You can keep yappin UNTIL YOU GET HOARSE
it don't matter, we don't, follow chit chatter
WE MAKE HITS, and calls, when situations get thick
ASK SAINT NICK, about the repoitoire
For those in the past, they know who they are
If the shoe fits trust, WE GON WEAR IT
And we beez the baddest click up on this planet
We paid the cost to be boss G*d [damn it]
cause scared don't win money, NOW DROP IT
Chorus (to fade