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Rihanna, 50 Cent, Eminem - If It's Loving That You Don't Know

    I wanna let you know
    That you don´t have to go
    Don´t wonder no more
    What I think about you
    If it´s loving that you want
    then you should make me your girl, your girl
    If it´s loving that you need
    baby come and share my world, share my world(oh-oh-oh-oh)
    If it´s loving that you want
    come and take a walk with me, walk with me
    ´Coz everything that you need
    I got it right here baby, baby
    Now it´s obvious you need a friend to come hold you down
    Be that one you share your everything when no one´s around
    Baby come tell me your secrets and tell me all your dreams
    ´Coz I can see you need someone to trust
    You can trust in me
    Di di di di di-da di di di-da di-dey
    So just call me whenever your lonely
    Di di di di di-da di di di-da di-dey
    I´ll be your friend, I can be your homie
    If it´s loving that you want
    then you should make me your girl, your girl
    If it´s loving that you need
    then baby come and share my world, share my world(oh-oh-oh-oh)
    If it´s loving that you want
    come and take a walk with me, walk with me
    ´Coz everything that you need
    I got it right here baby, baby
    It´s been so long I´ve had this feeling
    That we could be
    Everything we´ve ever wanted baby
    Your fantasy
    I won´t push you hard to break your heart
    ´Coz my love´s sincere
    I´m not like any other girl you know
    So let me erase your fears
    Di di di di di-da di di di-da di-dey
    So just call me whenever your lonely
    Di di di di di-da di di di-da di-dey
    I´ll be your friend, I can be your homie
    If it´s loving that you want
    then you should make me your girl, your girl
    If it´s loving that you need
    then baby come and share my world, share my world(oh-oh-oh-oh)
    If it´s loving that you want
    come and take a walk with me, walk with me baby
    ´Coz everything that you need
    I got it right here baby, baby
    If it´s loving that you want
    then you should make me your girl, make me your girl baby
    If it´s loving that you need
    Then baby come and share my world, share my world(oh-oh-oh-oh)(I got what you need so come share my world)
    If it´s loving that you want
    come and take a walk with me, walk with me baby
    ´Coz everything that you need
    I got it right here baby, baby (oh-ooh oh-ooh)
    Di di di di di-da di di di-da di-dey
    So just call me whenever your lonely
    Di di di di di-da di di di-da di-dey
    I´ll be your friend, I can be your homie
    If it´s loving that you want
    you should make me your girl, your girl
    If it´s loving that you need
    Then baby come and share my world, share my world
    If it´s loving that you want
    Then come and take a walk with me, come and take a walk with me
    ´Coz everything that you need
    I got it right here baby, baby
    I wanna let you know
    That you don´t have to go
    Don´t wonder no more
    What I think about you
    What I think about you boh-oy
    I got what you need so come share my world oh-ooh(Nooooo.

 

50 Cent - Get in my car

[Verse 1]
I’m a straight gorilla wit it
Cold hearted killa wit it
Any nigga gettin outta line can get it
I make it hot
Motherfuckas freeze up when I come through
Mac 10 32 shot clip in my snorkel
I might smile and say whats up
But I don’t fuck wit you niggas
My rap money slow up
I run up on u niggas
Im on the edge
Im just waiting on a nigga to push me
Put my hand on my strap
What u lookin at pussy?
We aint buddys, we aint partners, and we damn sure aint friends
Some much chrome on my Benz you see ya face in my rims
If your bitch wanna roll, I´ma let her get in
I don’t play, but im a playa til the motherfuckin end[gunshots]

[Chorus x2]
I got no pick up lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car( get in)
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
and when I open that door
Bitch get in my car

[Verse 2]
dont tell me you dont know that uhh
i´m the shiiit
Man you betta watch your gurl, man
I leave with your bitch
I aint standing these hoes, man Im about my paper
If your bitch really bout it, nigga im gon´ take her
Back seat of my jeep
Fuck til I fuck up her makeup
Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob
Tell her if she like me, she should keep me icy
My game fuck with a bitch brain till she think she wifey
Spend her life savings in a day cause she likes me
Commitment for me?
Ah,nah, not likely
When I with Vivica
I Thought I was onto somethin
But then the next week, nah man it was nothing[gunshots]


[Chorus x2]
I got no pick up lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car( get in)
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
and when I open that door
Bitch get in my car

[Verse 3]
Look into the windows of my soul
The eyes neva lie
They bloodshot red
Its ganja in my system im high
First its pain when you lust for my love
Then it’s smooth and calm
Feel the rush like the needles in your arm
It’s a cold world baby girl
Lovin me is not enough
Find out when you fuckin broke
Love won’t get you on the bus
Man you should see the pretty bitches that be sexin me
They suck cock to make em hot
I just let em stand next to me
hundred percent thug
Freak too I´ll taste your love
69´s the position
Your mouth´s full baby huh?
My conversation´s so deep
I get in your head
Next thing you know, you yawnin
Turnin over and im in your bed[gunshots]

[Chorus x2]
I got no pick up lines I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car( get in)
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
and when I open that door
Bitch get in my car

[Outro]
Quit playin bitch get in
you know ya wanna ride wit a nigga
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G Unit

 

50 Cent  - P.I.M.P.

Chorus)
I don´t know what you heard about me
But a bitch can´t get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can´t see
That I´m a motherfucking P-I-M-P
(Repeat)

(Verse 1)
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cause I´m from New York
I ain´t that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I´m that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look baby this is simple, you can´t see
You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
I´m bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me
If you fucking with me, I´m a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch I´m a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV
From the backseat of my V, I´m a P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone, I´m the one you should call
I´ll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I can solve´em, they big or they small
That other nigga you be with ain´t bout shit
I´m your friend, your father, and confidant, BITCH

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes
I´m shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this hoe you can have her, when I´m done I ain´t gon keep her
Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin know
You saying it´s secret, but you ain´t gotta keep it on the low
Bitch choose with me, I´ll have you stripping in the street
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your hoe out of pocket, I´ll put a charge on a bitch
Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six
Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain´t paying bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit, TRICK

(Chorus)

Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there´s no b´ness like show b´ness
In the hood they say, there´s no b´ness like hoe b´ness ya know
They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil faster
I ain´t got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH