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Losing My Ground

Дневник

Воскресенье, 22 Апреля 2007 г. 14:59 + в цитатник
My_Lovely_Smile (B_E_P) все записи автора Don't know what day it is

What's going on?

Is this real?

Oh no, no, no, no, no





I woke up short of breath, but I've still got a long day ahead of me

I don't know what day it is but tell me 'cuz I gotta know who to be

Is this me up in the mirror? 'Cuz I thought it was somebody else

Well it's a realization, when you find out you don't even wanna look at yourself





Where do I go?

What do I do?

Who do I turn to?

I'm losing my ground

Who am I now?

Where does it end?

How did it all begin?

I'm losing my ground





Well, hit my feet, it time to hit the streets

And get my life back together again

Well, this place is all a masquerade

So tell me where in line can I cut in?

Downtown wandering aimlessly around still don't know what I'm tryin' to find

Well you could flash all the pretty lights in front of me, I still won't see the signs





Where do I go?

Who do I turn to?

I'm losing my ground

Who am I now?

Where does it end?

How did it all begin?

I'm losing my ground



I'm losing my

I'm losing my



I'm losing my ground

Where do I go?

What do I do?

Why do I do this to myself?

Why do I do?

Why do I do?

Why do I do?



Don't wanna go back there

Don't wanna go back there

Where do I go?

What do I do?

Who do I turn to?

I'm loosing my ground

Who am I now?

Where does it end?

How did it all begin?

I'm losing my ground

Ground

I'm losing my

I'm losing my

I'm losing my ground.



The smell of your skin lingers on me now

You're probably on your flight back to your hometown

I need some shelter of my own protection baby

Be with myself and center clearity

Peace surenity





I hope you know, I hope you know

That this has nothing do with you

It's personal myslef and I

We got some straighten' out to do

And im gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket

But I gotta go and move on with my life

It's time to be a big girl now

And big girls dont cry

Dont cry, dont cry, dont cry



The path that im walking

I must going on

I must take the baby step til' im full grown, full grown

Fairytales dont always have an happy ending, do they?

And I forsake the darker *** if I stay





I hope you know, I hope you know

That this has nothing do with you

It's personal myslef and I

We got some straighten' out to do

And im gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket

But I gotta go and move on with my life

It's time to be a big girl now

And big girls dont cry



Like the little school mate in school yard

We'll play jackson and UNO cards

I'll be your bestfriend and you'll be mine long time

Yes you can hold my hand if you want to

Cause I wanna hold yours to

We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds

But it's time for me to go home

It's getting late and dark outside

Need to be with myself and center clearity

Peace surenity





I hope you know, I hope you know

That this has nothing do with you

It's personal myslef and I

We got some straighten' out to do

And im gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket

But I gotta go and move on with my life

It's time to be a big girl now

And big girl dont cry

Dont cry, dont cry, dont cry
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Voodoo Doll

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Воскресенье, 22 Апреля 2007 г. 14:56 + в цитатник
My_Lovely_Smile (B_E_P) все записи автора The devil comes and I try to stall and

Soon my subconscious and conscious might start to brawl

And I put up my walls

And they begin to fall

As this cunning demon takes me as it voodoo doll

Darkness sets in as the horns start to grow

Suddenly I become somebody I dont know





Whoa-what do I do?

Ooh ooh ooh oh

This body's temple of doom

Whoa-what can I say?

To-ohh-ohh oh make all of this go away

I got many different names, but 2u it's all the same

I be the crawlin in your skin, I be the reason 4 your sin

I be the cunning in your charm, and I be the needle in your arm

Call me once might let you got, call me twice and then IM gonna get ya



Mind playin tricks on me

Im paranoid, homie

Nobody know what Im going through

God, I'm so lonely

I know I'm loosin it

I'm hearing..wispering

Somebody's watching me, clockin me, hear my heart tickin'

Worshiping 2gods can get you in deep

Crystal ball show you things you're not supposed to see





Whoa-what do I do?

Ooh ooh ooh oh

This body's temple of doom

Whoa-what can I say?

To-ohh-ohh oh make all of this go away

I got many different names, but 2u it's all the same

I be the crawlin in your skin, I be the reason 4 your sin

I be the cunning in your charm, and I be the needle in your arm

Call me once might let you got, call me twice and then IM gonna get ya



You know I'm comin for ya, u know Im gonna get ya
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big girls don’t cry

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Четверг, 15 Марта 2007 г. 20:49 + в цитатник
My_Lovely_Smile (B_E_P) все записи автора Verse 1
The smell of your skin lingers on me now,
You’re probably on your flight back to your home town.
I need some shelter of my own protection baby,
Be with myself and center clarity, peace, serenity.

Chorus:
I hope you know,
I hope you know,
That this has nothing to do with you.
It’s personal,
Myself and I,
We got some straightening out to do.
And I’m gonna miss you,
Like a child misses their blanket,
But I’ve got to get a move on with my life.
It’s time to be a big girl now,
And big girls don’t cry,
Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry.

Verse 2
The path that I’m walking, I must go alone,
I must take the baby steps, ‘til I’m full grown full grown.
Fairy tales don’t always have a happy ending do they,
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay.

Chorus:
I hope you know,
I hope you know,
That this has nothing to do with you.
It’s personal,
Myself and I,
We got some straightening out to do.
And I’m gonna miss you,
Like a child misses their blanket,
But I’ve got to get a move on with my life.
It’s time to be a big girl now,
And big girls don’t cry,
Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry.

Bridge
Like a little school mate in a school yard,
We’ll play jacks and Uno cards.
I’ll be your best friend,
And you’ll be my, Valentine.
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to,
Cuz I wanna hold yours too,
We’ll be playmates and lovers,
And share our secret world.
But it’s time for me to go home,
It’s getting late and dark outside,
I need to be with myself and center,
Clarity, peace, serenity.

Chorus:
I hope you know,
I hope you know,
That this has nothing to do with you.
It’s personal,
Myself and I,
We got some straightening out to do.
And I’m gonna miss you,
Like a child misses their blanket,
But I’ve got to get a move on with my life.
It’s time to be a big girl now,
And big girls don’t cry,
Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry.
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London Bridge

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Суббота, 10 Марта 2007 г. 20:47 + в цитатник
My_Lovely_Smile (B_E_P) все записи автора h shit, oh shit, oh shit

When I come to the clubs, step aside
Pop the seeds, don't be hating me in the line
V.I.P because you know I gotta shine
I'm Fergie Ferg
And me love you long time

All my girls get down on the floor
Back to back drop it down real low
I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like a ho
Because you know what, I don't give a fuck
So here we go!

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down
Like London London London
Wanna go down like
London London London
Be going down like

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down
Like London London London
Wanna go down like
London London London
Be going down like

Drinks start pouring
And my speech start slowing
Everybody start looking real good

The Grey Goose got the girl feeling loose
Now I’m wishing that I didn't wear these shoes
It's like everytime I get up on the dude
Papparazzi put my business in the news
And Imma get up out my face
[Oh shit]
Before I turn around and spray your ass with mace
[Oh shit]
My lips make you want to have a taste
[Oh shit]
You got that? I got the bass!

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down
Like London London London
Wanna go down like
London London London
Be going down like

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down
Like London London London
Wanna go down like
London London London
Be going down like

When I come to the clubs, step aside
Pop the seeds, don't be hating me in the line
V.I.P because you know I gotta shine
I'm Fergie Ferg
And me love you long time

All my girls get down on the floor
Back to back drop it down real low
I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like a ho
Because you know what, I don't give a fuck
So here we go!

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down
Like London London London
Wanna go down like
London London London
Be going down like

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down
Like London London London
Wanna go down like
London London London
Be going down lik
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Без заголовка

Дневник

Суббота, 10 Марта 2007 г. 20:45 + в цитатник
My_Lovely_Smile (B_E_P) все записи автора Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up
Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up [3x]
Shut it up, just shut up

[Chorus]
We try to take it slow
But we're still losin control
And we try to make it work
But it still isn't the worst
And I'm craaazzzy
For tryin to be your laaadddy
I think I'm goin crazy

Girl, me and you were just fine (you know)
We wine and dine
Did them things that couples do when in love (you know)
Walks on the beach and stuff (you know)
Things that lovers say and do
I love you boo, I love you too
I miss you a lot, I miss you even more
That's why I flew you out
When we was on tour
But then something got out of hand
You start yellin when I'm with my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them evidence (bull shit)
How could you trust our private lives girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quit this lecture

[Chorus]

Why does he know she gotta move so fast
Love is progress if you could make it last
Why is it that you just lose control
Every time you agree on takin it slow
So why does it got to be so damn tough
Cuz fools in lust could never get enough of love
Showin him the love that you be givin
Changing up your livin
For a lovin transistion
Girl lip so much she tryin to get you to listen
Few mad at each other has become our tradition
You yell, I yell, everybody yells
Got neighbors across the street sayin
“Who the hell?!?”
Who the hell?
What the hell's going down?
Too much of the bickering
Kill it with the sound and

[Chorus]

Girl our love is dyin
Why can't you stop tryin
I never been a quitah
But I do deserve betta
Believe me I will do bad
Let's forget the past
And let's start this new plan
Why? Cuz it's the same old routine
And then next week I hear them scream
Girl I know you're tired of the things they say
You're damn right
Cuz I heard them lame dame excuses just yesterday
That was a different thing
No it ain't
That was a different thing
No it ain't
That was a different thing
It was the same damn thing
Same ass excuses
Boy you're usless
Whhoooaaaa

[Chorus]

Stop the talking baby
Or I start walking baby
Is that all there is [repeat]
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My hump

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Суббота, 10 Марта 2007 г. 20:40 + в цитатник
My_Lovely_Smile (B_E_P) все записи автора  (145x114, 5Kb)
What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ice-ys.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’
Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Se7en Jeans, True Religion,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t taken
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got u,
She’s got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What u gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I’m really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin’ at my lump, lump.
U can look but you can’t touch it,
If u touch it I’ma start some drama,
You don’t want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don’t pull on my hand boy,
You ain’t my man, boy,
I’m just tryn’a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps x3
In the back and in the front.
My lovin’ got u,
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon’ do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I’ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.
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Текст песни

Дневник

Четверг, 08 Марта 2007 г. 10:50 + в цитатник
flora_94 (B_E_P) все записи автора Four, tres, two, uno

[Will I Am]
Listen up ya'll, Cuz this is it
The beat that I'm bangin' is de-li-cious

[Verse 1 - Fergie]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go loco
They want my treasure so they get their pleasures from my photo
you could see me, you can't squeeze me
I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy
I got reasons why I tease 'em
Boys just come and go like seasons

[Hook 1]
Fergalicious (Fergalicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that shit is fictitious
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block
Just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (It's hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna slice of what I got)
Fergalicious (t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty)

[Verse 2]
Fergalicious def-, Fergalicious def-, Fergalicious def- [def fading echo]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go crazy
They always claim they know me
Comin' to me call me Stacy (Hey Stacy)
I'm the F to the E, R, G the I the E
And can't no other lady put it down like me

[Hook 2]
I'm Fergalicious (so delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He's my witness (oooh wee)
I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be lining down the block
Just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (It's hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna slice of what I got)
Fergalicious (hold hold hold hold hold up, check it out)

[Vamp]
Baby, baby, baby
If you really want me
Honey get some patience
Maybe then you'll get a taste
I'll be tasty, tasty, I'll be laced with lacey
It's so tasty, tasty, It'll make you crazy

[Will I Am]
T to the A to the S T E Y girl you tasty, T to the A to the S T E Y girl you tasty
D to the E to the L I C I O U S, to the D to the E to the, to the, to the, hit it Fergie

[Rap - Fergie]
All the time I turn around always brotha's gather round
always looking at me up and down looking at my (uuhh)
I just wanna say it now I ain't trying to round up drama
little mama I don't wanna take your man
And I know I'm coming off just a little bit conceited
and I keep on repeating how the boys wanna eat it
But I'm tryin' to tell, that I can't be treated like clientele
Cuz' they say she

[Hook 3]
Delicious (So delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that shit is fictitious
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block
Just to watch what I got (got, got, got) Four, tres, two, uno
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He's my witness (oooh wee)
I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be lining down the block
Just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t tasty, tasty

It's so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t (aye, aye, aye, aye)

[Will I Am]
T to the A to the S T E Y girl you tasty, T to the A, to the S T E Y girl you tasty
T to the A to the S T E Y girl you tasty, T to the A, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)
D to the E to the L I C I O U S, to the D to the E to the L I C I O U S to the
D to the E to the L I C I O U S, to the D to the E to the, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)

T to the A to the S T E Y girl you tasty, T to the A to the S T E Y girl you tasty
T to the A to the S T E Y girl you tasty, T to the A, to the, four, tres, two, uno
D to the E to the L I C I O U S, to the D to the E to the L I C I O U S to the
D to the E to the L I C I O U S, to the D to the E to the, to the, to the, to the, to the...
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London Bridge

Дневник

Среда, 07 Марта 2007 г. 21:53 + в цитатник
My_Lovely_Smile (B_E_P) все записи автора Oh s***, oh s***, oh s***
When I come to the clubs, step aside
Pop the seeds, don't be hating me in the line
V.I.P because you know I gotta shine
I'm Fergie Ferg
Give me love you long time

All my girls get down on the floor
Back to back drop it down real low
I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like a ho
Because you know what, I don't give a f***
So here we go!

Chorus (x2)
How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge want to go down
Like London London want you to go down
Like London London be going d...
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don’t phunk with my heart

Дневник

Суббота, 03 Марта 2007 г. 19:00 + в цитатник
Ангел_во_мраке_тьмы (B_E_P) все записи автора No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

Girl, you know you got me, got me
With your pistol shot me, shot me
And I'm here helplessly
In love and nothing can stop me
You can't stop me cause once I start it
Can't return me once you bought it
I'm coming baby, don’t got it (don’t make me wait)
So let’s be about it

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Baby, have some trustin', trustin'
When I come in lustin', lustin'
Cause I bring you that comfort
I ain’t only here cause I want ya body
I want your mind too
Interestin’s what I find you
And I'm interested in the long haul
Come on girl (yee-haw)

(come on)

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby)

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Girl, you had me, once you kissed me
My love for you is not iffy
I always want you with me
I'll play Bobby and you’ll play Whitney
If you smoke, I'll smoke too
That’s how much I'm in love with you
Crazy is what crazy do
Crazy in love, I'm a crazy fool

No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart

Why are you so insecure
When you got passion and love her
You always claimin’ I'm a cheater
Think I'd up and go leave ya
For another señorita
You forgot that I need ya
You must’ve caught amnesia
That’s why you don’t believe

(uh, yeah, check it out)

Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

Baby girl, you make me feel
You know you make me feel so real
I love you more than sex appeal
(Cause you’re)
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [6x]

[overlapping]
No, no, no, no, don’t phunk with my heart [2x]
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl [2x]

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby (in love, baby) [4x]

Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, baby
Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
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pump it

Дневник

Суббота, 03 Марта 2007 г. 18:58 + в цитатник
Ангел_во_мраке_тьмы (B_E_P) все записи автора Ha ha ha
Pump it
Ha ha ha
And pump it (громче) [4x]

Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right

N*ggas wanna hate on us (who)
N*ggas be envious (who)
And I know why they hatin' on us (why)
Cause that's so fabulous (what)
I'ma be real on us (c'mon)
Nobody got nuttin' on us (no)
Girls be all on us, from London back down to the US (s, s)

We rockin' it (contagious), monkey business (outrageous)
Just confess, your girl admits that we the sh*t

F-R-E-S-H (fresh)
D-E-F, that's right we def (rock)
We definite B-E-P, we rappin' it
So, turn it up (turn it up) [3x]
C'mon baby, just

Pump it (громче) [6x]

And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh
Yo, yo

Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
This joint is fizzlin'
It's sizzlin'
Right

(Yo, check this out right here)
Dude wanna hate on us (dude)
Dude need'a ease on up (dude)
Dude wanna act on up
But dude get shut like flavor shut (down)
Chicks say, she ain't down
But chick backstage when we in town (ha)
She like man on drunk (fool)
She wanna hit n' run (errr)
Yeah, that's the speed
That's what we do
That's who we be
B-L-A-C-K -E -Y-E-D-P to the E, then the A to the S
When we play you shake your ass
Shake it, shake it, shake it girl
Make sure you don't break it, girl
Cause we gonna

Turn it up (turn it up) [3x]
C'mon baby, just
Pump it (громче) [6x]

And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
This joint is fizzlin'
It's sizzlin'
Right

Damn (damn) [5x]

Wow

Apl. de ap. from Philippines
Live and direct, rocking this scene
Waiting on down for the B-boys
And B-girls waiting, doin' their thing
Pump it, louder come on
Don't stop, and keep it goin'
Do it, lets get it on
Move it!

Come on, baby, do it

La-da-di-dup-dup die dy
On the stereo
Let those speakers blow your mind
(Blow my mind, baby)
To let it go, let it go
Here we go
La-da-di-dup-dup die dy (c'mon, we're there)
On the radio
The system is gonna feel so fine

Pump it (громче) [6x]

And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
This joint is fizzlin'
It's sizzlin'
Right
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