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Ciara
NutellaDatum: Četvrtak, 01.08.2013, 2:51 AM | Poruka broj # 1

Postova: 573
Pull up your pants, just like him
Take out the trash, just like him
Getting your cash like him, fast like him
Girl you wanna act like he did

I’m talking 'bout, security codes on everything
On vibrate so your phone don’t ever ring
A foreign account
And another one he don’t know about

Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that
Tell you I love you but when you call, I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me, like 'Where you be at?'
'Cuz I’m out, four in the morning on the corner rolling doing my own thing

What if I had a thing on the side, made you cry
Would the rules change up or would they still apply
If I played you like a toy?
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

Can’t be getting mad, but you mad, can’t handle that?
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad, can’t handle that?

Girl go ahead and be just like him
Go run the streets just like him
Go home missin' sleep like 'em, creep like 'em
Front wit' you friends, act hard when you with them like him

Keep a straight face when you tell a lie
Always keep an air tight alibi
Keep it hid in the dark
What he don’t know won’t break his heart

Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that
Tell you I love you but when you call, I never get back
Would you ask them questions like me, like 'Where you be at?'
'Cuz I’m out, four in the morning on the corner rolling doing my own thing

What if I had a thing on the side, made you cry
Would the rules change up or would they still apply
If I played you like a toy?
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

Can’t be getting mad, but you mad, can’t handle that?
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad, can’t handle that?
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad, can’t handle that?
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad, can’t handle that?

If I was always gone, hit the sun getting home
Told you I was with my crew when I knew it wasn’t true
If I act like you, walked a mile off in your shoes
Messing with your head again, dose of your own medicine

What if I had a thing on the side, made you cry
Would the rules change up or would they still apply
If I played you like a toy?
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

Can’t be getting mad, but you mad, can’t handle that?
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad, can’t handle that?
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad, can’t handle that?
Can’t be getting mad, but you mad, can’t handle that?

R A go
Here’s the clutch

If I paged you, would you like that?
Had friends, would you like that?
With a car, would you like that?
Hell nah, you wouldn’t like that, no

What if I made you cry, would they still apply?
What if I, if I played you like a toy?
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy

Can’t handle that?


Fallen_AngelDatum: Petak, 02.08.2013, 1:12 AM | Poruka broj # 2

Postova: 118
Quote (Nutella)
Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy


OBOZAVAM OVU PESMU!

Al volim i ovu

"Sorry"

All I wanna say
Girl I wanna say
Saying I'm sorry

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

August 4th, we were chilling at the house
Said I'm done, I told you to get out
Didn't mean a word that I said
Cause I was hoping you would come back

Cause I tried and tried
And I cried and cried
Up late at night and I'm hurt
And I tried to fight and I cried to God
Ooh, please let it just work
And I'm going crazy with you
You got me so confused
Cause you walked away, and I walked away
And we should've stayed baby

All you have to do is say that I'm sorry
Baby I'm sorry
And I'm in love with you
Baby I want this, baby I want it
Say baby I'll do what it takes
And I will be here all the way baby
All you have to do is say that I'm sorry
Baby I'm sorry

You wanna know if I was moving on without you
I miss you, miss you, miss you, I miss you
To tell the truth I've thinking bout you lately
I miss you, miss you, miss you, I miss you

Christmas day, you said you had a ring
But you changed your mind
Too caught up in the streets
Boy your truth is hard to believe
Why are you really scared of me

Cause I tried and tried
And I cried and cried
And up late at night and I hurt
Cause I put in mine and worked all the time
And you never put in your work
And I'm going crazy with you
You got me so confused
Cause you walked away, and I walked away
And we should've stayed baby

All you have to do is say that I'm sorry
Baby I'm sorry
And I'm in love with you
Baby I want this, baby I want it
Say baby I'll do what it takes
And I will be here all the way baby
All you have to do is say that I'm sorry
Baby I'm sorry

You wanna know if I was moving on without you
I miss you, miss you, miss you, I miss you
To tell the truth I've thinking about you lately
I miss you, miss you, miss you, I miss you

I miss the way you hold me
The way you touch me
I miss the way you kiss me you give it all
All I wanna do (do)
All I wanna do (do, do)
All I wanna (do), all I wanna (do), all I wanna (do) do
Is say that I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
So sorry baby

Baby, all you have to do is say that I'm sorry
Baby I'm sorry
And I'm in love with you
Baby I want this, baby I want it
Say baby I'll do what it takes
And I will be here all the way baby
All you have to do is say that I'm sorry
Baby I'm sorry

You know I think about you sometimes
I wonder how you are
Are you happy

You see I know
What we had was special
And I know you know it too
I miss you
I really miss you

NutellaDatum: Petak, 02.08.2013, 4:14 AM | Poruka broj # 3

Postova: 573
DARK_QUEEN, Mico ja vise volim ovu shy

"Oh"
(feat. Ludacris)

[Verse 1:]
This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like

[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

[Verse 2:]
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
Still smoke hundred spokes, wood-grain armor-all
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like

[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin’ down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha ‘Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin’ what’s happenin’, huh?
I don’t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin’, face-crackilin’ huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin’ dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, run it back cuz tha song is called

[Hook: (2x)]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh


Fallen_AngelDatum: Petak, 02.08.2013, 4:57 PM | Poruka broj # 4

Postova: 118

Work

[color=red](feat. Missy Elliott)

When the song come on in the club
Put it up, put it up, put it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up (Rewind!)
When the song come on in the club
Put it up, put it up, put it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, (let's go!)

The dance train is coming back again
Extravaganza, you should run and tell a friend
Kings and queens are posted at the bar
Buckin' down, it's time to tip it off

Walk that walk (walk)
Show me how you move it
Can you walk that talk (talk)
Put some snap into it
It's your chance now
Girl you better dance now
It's your time to show it all
The spotlight is on you, you better...

Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work bitch, you better work!
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work bitch, you better work!

You better shake that thang like a donkey
And go hard for it bitch, you better work
You better swing from a paw like a monkey
And go hard for it, you better work

'Cause big girls get down on the flo'
And make it jiggle, jiggle, jiggle you ain't know
Ain't no shame, it's the name of game
Now everybody down to the flo', here we go

We got the rhythm of the be-be-beat
We got the rhythm of the beat
We got the rhythm of the hands
Let's get the rhythm of the feet
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out
Jump in, jump out (here we go!)

Walk that walk (walk)
Show me how you move it
Can you walk that talk (talk)
Put some snap into it
It's your chance now
Girl you better dance now
It's your time to show it all
The spotlight is on you, you better...

Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work bitch, you better work!
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work bitch, you better work!

When the song come on in the club
Put it up, put it up, put it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up

When the song start to play, tell the DJ, "Back it up!"
And if you want the danceflo, you tell the DJ, "Back it up!"
This your jam, this your joy, "Hey Mr. DJ back it up!"
This that new Ciara, go holla at the DJ: Back it up!

Now! drop down! everybody in a club drop down
Jiggle that, jiggle that
Till it drop, till it drop, till it drop, all the way, all the way down to the ground
We in a club, in a club, don't stop
When the song come on don't stop
Me and Ci be on dessert
All the ladies on the flo you better work

It's out to be a fight in this club
A fight in this club, so get into my mug
Get into my mug,
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck
I bet ya can't do it like me (like me)
I bet ya can't do it like me me me
I bet ya can't do it like me (like me)
I bet ya can't do it like me me me
Get some, get some
Get buck, get buck
Get some, get some
Get buck, get buck (Work) (Lets go!)

Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work bitch, you better work!
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work bitch, you better work!

Bitch you better work
Bitch you better work
Bitch you better work
Ow! [Laugh]
Work...
NutellaDatum: Četvrtak, 22.08.2013, 3:57 AM | Poruka broj # 5

Postova: 573


Music make u lose control
Music make u lose control

[Fatman Scoop]
Lets go
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Watch out now
(music make u lose control)
Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
Fat man scoop man scoop man scoop

[Missy Elliott]
I've got a cute face
Chubby waist
Thick legs n shape
Rump shakin both wayz
Make u do a double take
Plan rocka show stopa
Flo froppa head knocka
Beat stalla tail droppa
Do ma thang muthafukas
Ma rose royce lamborghini
Blu madina alwayz beamin
Ragtop chrome pipes
Blu lights outta sight
No me sow it n
Set it n sow it n
Make dat money tho it n
Booty bouncin gon hit

[Missy Elliott & Ciara]
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody

[Missy Elliott]
Everybody

[Ciara]
Well ma name is ciara
4 all u fly fellaz
No 1 can do it betta

[Missy Elliott]
She'll sing on acapella

[Ciara]
Boy tha music
Makes me lose control

[Missy Elliott]
We gon make u lose control
And let it go 4 u kno
U gon hit tha flo

I rok 2 da beat till im tired (tired)
Walk n da club it's fiya (fiya)
Get it krunk and wired
Wave ya hands scream louda
If u smoke den fiya it up
Bring da roof down
Den holla
If u tipsy stand up
Dj turn it louda
Take sumbody by da waist den uh
Now tho it in dey face like uh
Hypnotic robotic
This here will rock yo bodies
Take sumbody by da waist den uh
Now tho it in dey face like uh
Systematica static
This hit be automatic

Work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Do it right

[Fatman Scoop]
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor

[Missy Elliott & Ciara]
Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody

[Missy Elliott]
Everybody

[Fatman Scoop]
Lets go

[Missy Elliott]
Everybody here
Get it outta control

[Ciara]
Get yo backs off da wall)
[Missy Elliott]
Cuz misdemeanor said

[Ciara]
So
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody

[Missy Elliot]
Everybody
Get loose

[Fatman Scoop]
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Putyo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall

Misdemeanors in da house
Ciaras in da house
Misdemeanors in tha house
(music make u lose control)
We on fiya
We on fiya
We on fiya
We on fiya
Now tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Tho it gurl
Yeah
Now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha left gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl
Now move yo arm 2 tha right gurl
Lets go now lets go now lets go now
Wooo lets go
Should i bring it back right now
Now bring it back now
Woooo oohhh
I see u c
Now ima iam do it like c did
Now shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and jus shake it gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Cum on and let it pop right gurl
Now bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Bak it up gurl
Woooo woooo woooo
Go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl go go
Bring it 2 da front gurl lets go lets go lets go
Wooo
LanaDatum: Četvrtak, 22.08.2013, 8:07 PM | Poruka broj # 6

Postova: 576
Pričajte šta hoćete,ali ova je najbolja:
Ciara Ft. Enrique Iglesias

(Red one, Ciara)

(Enrique)

Go ahead just leave,
Can't hold you,
You're free
Here, take all these things,
If they mean so much to you
I gave you your dreams
'Cause you meant the world
So did I deserve
To be left here hurt?

You think I don't know
(uh huh)
You're out of control
(uh huh)
And then I'm finding all of this from my boys
Girl, you're stone cold
(uh huh)
You say it ain't so
(uh huh)
You already know I'm not attached to material

I'll give it all up, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, I'm takin' back my love
I've given you too much, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, my love, my love, my love
My love.

Yeah
What did I do to give us the cue?
I'm just confused as I stand here and look at you
From head to feet
All that's not me
Go 'head, keep the keys
That's not what I need from you

You think that you know
(I do)
You've made yourself cold
(Oh, yeah)
How could you believe them over me?
I'm your girl
You're out of control
(So what?)
How could you let go?
(Oh, yeah)
Don't you know I'm not attached to material?

I'll give it all up, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, I'm takin' back my love
I've given you too much, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, my love, my love, my love

I'll give it all up, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, I'm takin' back my love
I've given you too much, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, my love, my love, my love

So all this love I gave you, take it away
(Uh, uh huh)
You think material's the reason I came
(Uh, uh huh)
If I had nothing would you want me to stay
(Uh, uh huh)
You keep your money, take it all away

I'll give it all up, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, I'm takin' back my love
I've given you too much, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, my love, my love

I'll give it all up, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, I'm takin' back my love
I've given you too much, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, my love, my love

I'll give it all up, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, I'm takin' back my love
I've given you too much, but I'm takin' back my love
I'm takin' back my love, my love, my love, my love

Ooh, my love
Ooh, my love


#What Makes You Beautiful?

Poruku menjao Lana - Četvrtak, 22.08.2013, 8:09 PM
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