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MC Lyte
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Keep On, Keepin' On
作词:Jermaine Dupri, Michael Jackson, Lana Moorer
B-Boy, where the fuck you at? I been looking for you're ass since a quarter past Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supper Before I make you suffer, that's when you had enough-a
Can I get hot when you hit the jackpot? Surely I can If you the man, I get loose and produce large amounts of juice Can you get used to that or do you need A boost of energy to enter me and get it on?
You're gettin' warm, I can feel you getting closer, now baby Down this mimosa, you better believe it's time to give a toast To the woman of the decade, too bad to be played Get vex and I'm bound to throw shade
All over your body, who's body? Your body, I can rock a party Like nobody, leavin' time to take home the loot, choosy about Who I let knock my boots, now let me take sight While you're lovin' the Lyte, life ain't all that unless you're doing it right
Keep on, keepin' on 'cause you came And you changed my world, your love so brand new Keep on, keep kickin' on, doin' it right, right, right
Beware of the stare when I step into peace I come in peace but I got shit that need to be released Now who from the chosen shall I choose? Yeah, now you wish you was in his shoes
I found me a new nigga this year That knows how to handle this here Now I look forward to goin' home at night Brother does mo right under the candlelight
Wax upon my back, can I handle all of that? I guess I can, can I? Why not if I wanna guess I can Can I? More honey than a bumble-bee hive Pulling 69 ways in my archive
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Sweet like licorice, sugar for my booga Juicy like Hi-C or an Icee I got shit to make your ass write a bad check 'Cause like I said I ain't afraid of the sweat
Beat on my drum if you feel the need to As I proceed to open up and feed you I got a longing to put you where you wanna be Been I can, I get rid of all company
Keep on, keepin' on 'cause you came And you changed my world, your love so brand new Keep on, keep kickin' on, doin' it right, right, right
Many have tried strict regulation Lazy motherfuckers get put on probation Those that didn't perform well They gets no answer when they ring-a-ring-a my bell
You're playing with my time, trying to jerk me Hurt me then dessert me, you better work me While you got the opportunity To be in the midst of the L Y T E
Only the strong survive, only the wise excel Once said by my born-in-hell Only the lonely die slowly Left all alone try to control me
Easy does it never ask how was it Never speak my info why my sheets in the streets 'Cause that ain't cool and that ain't cute To talk about who knocked the boots on a video shoot
But it's all good, though you gotta get it when you want it Like your prey, make your move and hop up on it It's natural, never be ashamed, fuck the fame Get the name and kick the game
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