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Nickelback - Rockstar music

I’m through with standin’ in line
To clubs I’ll never get in
It’s like the bottom of the ninth
And I’m never gonna win
This life hasn’t turned out
Quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)

I want a brand new house
On an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
For ten plus me
(Yea, So what you need)

I need a credit card that’s got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet
–(Been there done that)–

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)

I’m gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I’d even cut my hair and change my name

[CHORUS]
‘Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We’ll all stay skinny as we just won’t eat
And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger’s
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blonde hair
And well…

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free
(I’ll have the quesadilla, on the house)

I’m gonna dress my ass
With the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion

Gonna date a centerfold that loves to
Blow my money for me
(So how you gonna do it?)

I’m gonna trade this life
For fortune and fame
I’d even cut my hair
And change my name

‘Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We’ll all stay skinny ’cause we just won’t eat
And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger’s
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blonde hair
And we’ll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary of
Today’s who’s who
They’ll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody’s got a
Drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I’m gonna sing those songs
That offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills
From a Pez dispenser
Get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync ‘em every night so I don’t get ‘em wrong

Well we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We’ll all stay skinny ’cause we just won’t eat
And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger’s
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair
And we’ll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary of
Today’s who’s who
They’ll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody’s got a
Drug dealer on speed dial,well

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

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Rihanna Don’t Stop the Music- music

Please don’t stop the music (4x)

It’s gettin late
I’m making my way over to my favorite place
I gotta get my body moving shake the stress away
I wasn’t looking for nobody when you looked my way
Possible candidate (yeah)
Who knew
That you’d be up in here lookin like you do
You’re makin’ stayin’ over here impossible
Baby I must say your aura is incredible
If you dont have to go don’t

Do you know what you started
I just came here to party
But now we’re rockin on the dancefloor
Acting naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We’re hand in hand
Chest to chest
And now we’re face to face

I wanna take you away
Lets escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the music
(Repeat)

Baby are you ready cause its getting close
Don’t you feel the passion ready to explode
What goes on between us no one has to know
This is a private show (oh)

Do you know what you started
I just came here to party
But now we’re rockin on the dancefloor
Acting naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We’re hand in hand
Chest to chest
And now we’re face to face

I wanna take you away
Lets escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the music

Please don’t stop the music (3x)

Ma say ma sa, Ma ma coo sa
Ma say ma sa, Ma ma coo sa (4x)

Please don’t stop the music (2x)

I wanna take you away
Lets escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the music (2x)

Ma say ma sa, Ma ma coo sa
Ma say ma sa, Ma ma coo sa(6x)

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BABY BOY DA PRINCE - The Way I Live music

his is the way I live
Lil’ Boy still pushin’ big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don’t need to work hard that’s the way I feel, I feel, I
This is the way I live
Lil’ Boy still pushin’ big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don’t need to work hard that’s the way I feel, I feel, I
This is the way I live

Six months later now we’re big dog status
Name elevated but I still act average
Rockin’ shows in Dallas, ball like I play for the Mavericks
West Bank rapper and I’m one of the baddest
French Rivera spot and I’m getting in shape man
I think I’m Super M-a-n without a cape man
Ridin’ all day hustlin’, all for the cake man
I’m a Benjamin stack one inch taller than Great Danes
First they made cheap Ray-Ban like a felon
I’m growin’ up now spittin’ hotter than Mohellans
I’m a steal every girl ever gon’ to fly
I’m a young little dude, stay runnin’ from cops
Emerald Row is the place where I got my props
People love me in the hood they don’t want me to stop
So uhh, that’s the only way I know how to rock
And I’m a stay rappers like won’t stop ‘til I drop

This is the way I live
Lil’ Boy still pushin’ big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don’t need to work hard that’s the way I feel, I feel, I
This is the way I live
Lil’ Boy still pushin’ big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don’t need to work hard that’s the way I feel, I feel, I
This is the way I live

I I’s Baby Boy and I done it again
I’m ridin’ fly with D-Wizzle in ‘cedes Benz
Twenty two wanna ride with the ladies then
Red Bull, Grey Goose, now the ladies bent
Now we go and do a thing under a shady tent
And they don’t question what I say ‘cause I’m a ladies pimp
See this little one right here this fellow got stripes
And I is represent, my rail room for life
Money in my pocket but I still act trife
While I in the club they say the parlor ain’t right
Look I’m–doing great that’s the way I feel
Hustlin’ hard all day that’s the way I live

This is the way I live
Lil’ Boy still pushin’ big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don’t need to work hard that’s the way I feel, I feel, I
This is the way I live
Lil’ Boy still pushin’ big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don’t need to work hard that’s the way I feel, I feel, I
This is the way I live

This the two-seat rider with the ketchup inside
Red pepper paint must believe my ish ride
They pause like stop signs when they rollin’ up
Cause’ when the doors open up, they open UP
I’m Lamboin’ it I was stashed, off stage I’m throwin’ it
Cause they say I’m like Katrina with money, I blow the shhhh
Real been gravy, three years out of the eighties
Solos, shabo’s valley animals played it
Commodores mirages, not the Nike hirages
It cost 250 on up to put your foot inside this
Y’all was wearing rocks that was my time to shine
Don’t give me viesels y’all thinkin’ this McDonalds size
I been fly I I I I I I I I from the crib to the ri I I I I I de
Fifty-Four inch screens 26 inches from the ceiling dude
The plasma look like a projector up in the livin’ room homie!

This is the way I live
Lil’ Boy still pushin’ big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don’t need to work hard that’s the way I feel, I feel, I
This is the way I live
Lil’ Boy still pushin’ big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don’t need to work hard that’s the way I feel, I feel, I
This is the way I live

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Tito El Bambino - Solo Dime Que Si music

[Coro:]
Desde que te vi a sido todo una obsesion
Disparado mis sentidos y me llevas perdiendo el control
Solo dime que si, no me digas no no no ,
Solo dime que si , no me digas no no no ,
Solo dime que si , no me digas no no no ,
Solo dime que si no me digas no no no ,
Y hablame claro

Sueltate que quiero probar tu
Piel con tu cara sexy anda
Devorame tu no vez que te estoy retando
Sera tu ojos, tu cara, tu pelo que sigue tentandome.
Me dicen que tu eres indomable y tus amigas comentan
Que tienes un cuerpo envidiable por eso voy detras de
Ti de prisa, no se que tu tienes.

[Coro:]
Solo dime que si, no me digas no no no,
Solo dime que si, no me digas no no no ,
Solo dime que si no me digas no no no solo dime que si ,
No me digas no no no y hablame claro

[x2:]
No me digas no si te vas atrever solo dime si
Pero de una vez anda date prisa y dame lo que tengas

Cuando te exhibes haces que mi cuerpo vibre
Mirate es irresistible besarte toa son mis ganas
No lo veo imposible de esta no hay quien te libre
Entonces vamonos que el party se acabo no te hagas la timida
Se que estas esperando que te invite a salir tienes que decidirte
Dime si o no y sigue diciendome q si.

[Coro:]
Solo dime que si, no me digas no no no,
Solo dime que si, no me digas no,
Solo dime que si no me digas no

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DADDY YANKEE - Fiel Amiga music

Tu que la conoces bien dime que puedo hacer yo
para volverla tener
va pasando el tiempo y cuando pienso
en ella no se ni que hacer
dile que ya no soy yo
dile que la quiero ver
va pasando el tiempo y cuando pienso
en ella no se ni que hacer

dime la verdad, con quien esta
yo sigo imaginando no mas
ya estoy cansado, de que me ignore los mensajes
y de este juego de espionaje
estoy desesperao hasta manejando voy
desorientao, tengo q aceptar que yo
me lo he buscao, por eso decidi llamarte
tu sola puedes ayudarme
aja

Y dile que yo asi no imagine sentirme
con las BM ya no logro dormirme
se convirtio ella en mi arversaria
necesito palabras savias
claras, sin confucion, salva esta relacion
entiende mi posicion, hablale por favor
habia un tiempo que te vi como enemiga
se que tu eres su fiel amiga

Tu que la conoces bien dime que puedo hacer yo
para volverla tener
va pasando el tiempo y cuando pienso
en ella no se ni que hacer
dile que ya no soy yo
dile que la quiero ver
va pasando el tiempo y cuando pienso
en ella

Cuentale la verdad
si se va, me enloquecere
hablale
quiero parar mi sufrimiento
Cuentale la verdad
si se va lejos de mi, me enloquecere
hablale
quiero parar mi sufrimiento

Los dias, la noche fria
juegan con mi psicologia
en ti recae la esperanza mia
te lo digo claro sin hipocresia

Pedir perdon no me hace menos hombre
quiero decirselo pero no me responde
cuentame despues lo que ella ati te diga
ya que tu eres su fiel amiga

Tu que la conoces bien dime que puedo hacer yo
para volverla tener
va pasando el tiempo y cuando pienso
en ella no se ni que hacer
dile que ya no soy yo
dile que la quiero ver
va pasando el tiempo y cuando pienso
en ella no se ni que hacer

dime la verdad, con quien esta
yo sigo imaginando no mas
ya estoy cansado, de que me ignore los mensajes
y de este juego de espionaje
estoy desesperao hasta manejando voy
desorientao, tengo q aceptar que yo
me lo he buscao…
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Jay-Z - Blue Magic music

Roc-a-fella records
The imperial Skateboard P
Great Hova
Y’all already know what it is (Oh Shit!)

C’mon!
[Verse 1]
Yeah
So what if you flip a couple words
I could triple that in birds
open your mind you see the circus in the sky
I’m Ringling brothers Barnum and Bailey with the pies
No matter how you slice it I’m your motherfucking guy
Just like a B-Boy with 360 waves
Do the same with the pot, still come back beige.
Whether writers are par, whether powder the jar
Whip it around, it still comes back hard.
So easily do I w-h-i-p
My repitition with wrists will bring you kilo biggers.
I got kreole C.O. bitches for my niggas who slipped, became prisoners
Trees taped to the visitors
You already know what the business is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we live this shit
Niggas wanna bring the 80s back
It’s okay with me, that’s where they made me at
Except I don’t write on the wall
I write my name in the history books, hustling in the hall (hustling in the hall)
Nah, I don’t spin on my head
I spin work in the pots so I can spend my bread

[Chorus] (Pharrell)
And I’m getting it, I’m getting it
I aint talking about it, I’m living it
I’m getting it, straight getting it
Ge-ge-ge-get get get it boy
(Don’t waste you time, fighting the life stay your course, and you’ll understand)
Get it boy

[Verse]
It’s ‘87 state of mind that I’m in (mind that I’m in)
In my prime, so for that time, I’m Rakim (I’m Rakim)
If it wasn’t for the crime that I was in
But I wouldn’t be the guy whose rhymes it is that I’m in (that I’m in)
No pain, no profit, P I repeat if you show me where the pot is (pot is)
Cherry M3’s with the top back (top back)
Red and green G’s all on my hat
North beach leathers, matching Gucci sweater
Gucci sneaks on to keep my outfit together
Whatever, hundred for the diamond chain
Can’t you tell that I came from the dope game
Blame Reagan for making me into a monster
Blame Oliver North and Iran-Contra
I ran contraband that they sponsored
Before this rhyming stuff we was in concert

[Chorus] (Pharrell)
And I’m getting it I’m getting it
I aint talking about it, I’m living it
I’m getting it, straight getting it
Ge-ge-ge-get get get it boy
(Don’t waste you time, fighting the life, stay your course, and you’ll understand)
Get it boy

[Verse 3]
Push (push) money over broads, you got it, fuck Bush
Chef (chef), guess what I cooked
Baked a lot of bread and kept it off the books
Rockstar, look, way before the bars my picture was getting took
Feds, they like wack rappers, tried as they may, couldn’t get me on the hook
D.A. wanna indict me
Cause fish scales in my veins like a pisces
The pyrex pot, rolled up my sleeves
Turn one into two like a Siamese
Twin when it end, I’m a stand as a man never dying or admiring these
Last of a dying breed, so let the champagne pop
I partied for a while now I’m back to the block

[Chorus] (Pharrell)
And I’m getting it I’m getting it
I aint talking about it, I’m living it
I’m getting it, straight getting it
Get get get get get get get it boy
(Don’t waste you time, fighting the life, stay your course, and you’ll understand)
Get it boy

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LIL WAYNE - We Takin’ Over (Remix) music

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Yezzir… it’s me, the rapper eater
Feed me, feed me, feed me!
No homo

[Lil Wayne]
One time for me, one time for the DJ
He be Khaled, I be Lil Weezy
Baby, if you ask me if you’re nasty
Creative gifted bastard, spit sporadic
I’m so diplomatic democratic
Touch it, bring it, push it systematic
Damn right, I kissed my daddy
I think they pissed at how rich my daddy is
And I’m his kid I stunt with my daddy
Call Mrs. Lee, she’s with my daddy
So diss me and dont diss my daddy
Cause who was there when no one wasn’t? Just my daddy
Who was there when I needed money? Just my daddy
So who’ll be there when I see the money? Just my daddy
Who said that I be the one? Just my daddy
Hello Hip Hop I’m home, It’s your daddy
When I say D’s, I don’t mean the caddy
I mean ‘deez nuts’ Akon’s and Khaled’s
Rick Ross, TIP, Stunna and Fat Joe
And I can’t, can’t, can’t forget Brisco
And yeah I done squashed the bullshit it’s rizo
It’s a bakery here just trying to get dough
Shout to my Dreads, my Haitians and Chico’s
You’re lookin for me hoe? I’m in the 3-0
5 - I’m the best rapper alive
Homeboy got a mind, that a map wouldn’t find
Homeboy got a 9, that a cop wouldn’t find
I could get to it even if I was blind
Scary movie be screaming when I rhyme
I’ma ‘King’ you can ask ‘Stephen’ if I’m lying
I’ma Prince too demanding like my mom
Too bold too cold like wet Sa-lam
Me! Me! It’s all about me!
If a girl gotta voice then she talking about me!
Me, He say, she say, I say me!
Will be in the M.I.A. me!
With me! And T! And Big Ronnie!
And the homie Street probably somewhere on the beach
And Tez and E probably somewhere in the jeep
And Marl in the Phantom with Mr. G
And me! Me! It’s all about me!
Play with me and it’s all out beef
Beef! Yes! Chest! Feet!
Tag! Bag! Blood! Sheets!
Yikes! Yeeks! Great! Scott!
Storch! Can I borrow your yacht?
Watch me and my click go all out
Like the ball in the stands we balls out
Boy I don’t know what y’all ’bout
But I just spit like a dog mouth
Pink ice just looking like a hog mouth
VRRRMMM …I had to bring the hog out
Light dem trees bring the log out
Everyday Christmas I’m egged nogged out
And hip-hop is my new bought house
My flow just grew legs and walked out
Bye

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WILL.I.AM - S.O.S. music

[will.i.am]
Lord come down and help us out, send us an angel help us out
S.O.S. help us out, lookin all around and-a watchin the worrrrrrrrld

People killin, people dyin, people lyin, people blind
People don’t see the sign, watchin money all the time
Get the pennies, get the dimes, get the dollars is the mind-
-state of the human race, people on the paper chase
The environment is fragile, and we been on a gradual
decline and in our lifetime we’ll lose the battle
Get burned by volcanos, get blown by tornados
Cause Mother Nature’s signals, is tryin to warn NATO
We got a new terror threat it’s called the weather
More deadlier than chemical and nuclear together
It’s hotter in the winter, even hotter in the summer
Jesus or Buddha, somebody come and help us

[Chorus]
Lord come down and help us out, send us an angel help us out
S.O.S. help us out, lookin all around and-a watchin the worrrrrrrrld
Changing…
Open up your eyes you can see things rearranging
The worrrrrrrrld - is dying
And if they say it’s gon’ be alright, then people are lying~!

[will.i.am]
People trapped behind the gates, ignorance, is a state
of mind cause they formulate a plan just to penetrate us
You see they stimulate us with fear manipulators
Each year they dominate, dividin us like calculators
And we can’t add it up, cause calculators do the math for us
And here they come, choppin down the choppin down the rainforest
Fuckin up our air for us, they don’t really care for us
And we can’t complain because the only one to blame is us
The gas is risin up but we keep on fillin up
C-O-2 levels got the whole planet heated up
It’s blazin in the winter, even hotter in the summer
Muhammad, Jehovah, somebody come and help us out

[Chorus]
Lord come down and help us out, send us an angel help us out
S.O.S. help us out, looks like we ain’t gon’ figure it out
Lord come down and help us out, send us an angel help us out
S.O.S. help us out, lookin all around and-a watchin the worrrrrrrrld
Changing…
Open up your eyes you can see things rearranging
The worrrrrrrrld - is ending
And if they say it’s gon’ be okay, they just pretending

[will.i.am]
When an eskimo gets bit by a mosquito
Somebody in Miami will get swept by a tsunami
Rastas in Jamaica will get hit by a quake
That registers somethin like eight point eight
You see a situation’s happening, with our planet
Cause 20 years we took it for granted
We shoulda took advantage, and reversed the damage
Instead of just pumpin and sellin and slangin the gas
And while we purchased the gas, we was watchin soap operas
while they steady brainwashed the masses
Cause they can make a vehicle that runs off ashes
But they don’t own a patent for that, and that’s exactly what’s happenin
Corruption and bullshit politics
The planet’s gonna die cause of bullshit politics
It’s hotter in the winter even, hotter in the summer
And, ain’t nobody comin to our rescue to help us

[repeat 3X]
The worrrrrrrrrrld, the-the, the, the-the
The-the, the, the-the

Lookin all around and-a watchin the worrrrrrrrld {*4X*}

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