Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

[hook]

You'se just a booty club playa (a break yourself pimp)
A hit the club, spend the dub (ol' sucka-ass self) [x4]

[Sean Paul]
When I hit the GC, my money buckled ??
These hoes shakin' they ass, but they ain't shakin' it for free
Lookin' dead at me, finna' get me for what I got
Tattoo on the ass, got my tilly core hot
Now I'm almost out the door, one hour left before they close
Shawty went upstairs, freshened up and changed her clothes
Smellin' good, lil' shawty ?
"Can you lend a couple hundred to your little cuz?"
And he did, so it's on, dj play my favorite song
Shake em' off, she shook em' off, I broke her off
Put the money in her thong
All night long these nigga lookin' at me like I'm wrong
Don't where your playa' partner, do dis' thang til' the money gone

[hook]

[J-Bo]
It's Friday night, so what the hell is their to do?
I guess I'll hit club Niggas and go and get a drank or two
And who do I see at the end of the bar?
It's that booty club playa, the same one without no car
Spendin' his mad little ends on some ass and his friends
And now the night begins as I hit the gentlemens
And then after then, I'm a' go and head over to Magic City
Where I can get slizzard some mo', and see alot mo' titties
And bitties actin' shitty for somethin' they ain't got
So look here shawty, it ain't no need you gettin' hot
For as I take another shot, up on them rocks
Now let me see dat' thang, as I proceed to blow the spot

[hook]

[Sean Paul]
My fare lookin' shawt, done spent all my change
Ain't even got .35 to call a cab man
Nigga I'm big pistol, drank another drank of win'
On the dance wit' cha'
Shawty really, want me to come home wit' her
Chargin' five hundred, but I ain't got it to give her
Put my paper down, cut her up like a swisher
Damn, I'm that club bandit, nigga they call me mister
That nigga in the club payin' bills to your sister

[J-Bo]
Now once again, I go crunk off in the back
Wit' my nigga Mark Twayne and Sean Paul off in the Lac'
And now it's on the crack, and we actin', and cuttin' the fool
For every benjamin that we spend ain't nothin' cool
So I'm a' let you know, just in case you didn't know
That them Attic Crew boys steppin' in just for the low
And if you ain't wit' it, then deal wit' it, I gotsta go
Cause we ain't bout' no games, and you can take that to the store

[hook]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain
(feat. Leroo Wilyams)

I'm saying everybody gettin' tired of the nickel and dime
Know what I'm saying?
Don't waste no time playa hating on another nigga
Know what I'm sayin', get this money man, know what I mean?
See...

I kill for my nigga, die for my nigga
Send your weak body floating in the river
Ways of the day, man nobody knows
If you should be for sure to walk out your door with your 44.
Hell I waited, and I waited, til' I can't wait no mo'
Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', front me some dope
See money thirty times a day, still can't seem to hold
Lower than thirty dollars a month off in a nigga billfold
Now would somebody please let me know, what cha' got to show
For when thangs movin' slow, with only six grams of blow
Life ain't nothing but a struggle when you pit of the poor
Hustle and get it in, like most my niggas rockin' the boat
The strong survive, the weak should die, nigga must stay afloat
Momma still work that 8 to 4 Lord, bless her poor soul
Turn this dope into some lyrics nigga, make it go-go
Be it a million sold, woah, gotta get it for sho'

[hook]
Cause we some full-time grinders, hard time hustlas
Get it how we knew it, from the smoke unto the dust
From tracks to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a little round', make it all come back

Now open up your mind, as we unclog your brain
And wipe away these thoughts of what you ever felt was pain
Cause like rain, it pours, like thunder we roar, your bloods at your ass
So get your face up out the floor
And know that it's real
Cause sometimes I feel the only way to survive is, is just to live
My life day by day, in the way I only should
So who the hell is you to tell me how to live it good
To the good that went bad, from dwellin' in your path
To partna' keep a look out for these niggas startin' to blast
And in a flash, you back at home
Under your sheets weepin' in your sleep
Like when them bitches start that snitchin', I'm a cut you deep
Now take a peep, and tell me what you see
It's dem boys from dat Attic makin' noise in the streets
So don't you come with no hoe shit, or none of that old fuck shit
Me and my niggas out to get it and split it, so nigga duck quick

[hook]

I put my grind down, I pick my rhyme up
Ain't no money loss, I sack it up, who gives a fuck
I'm stuck in the dirt, I put in my work, money to be made
10% in church, oh it's a business now
Don't play that dumb shit, by all these sales that I had I need a lil' bit
Oh now you feelin' this, I knew you would though
A dirty south nigga straight up out the hood bro'
I went from trapped thang off in this rap game
Bid your clientelle, make a sell, it's all the same
And once you recognize, no tears from them eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for that big surprise
They say they know the deal, they say it's all real
They feel what I feel, thats what they need to kill
A nigga tryin' to live, I gotta pay the bill
I lay these rap songs, to make you dance a lil'

[hook]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

It ain't a thang in this world thats gonna knock me off my feet
As I unleash total chaos into the streets
For I observe these dirty words whispering' through your mouth
So I now I take it you the big dog about the south
Oh really now, though whose to say that we won't never make it
Or even get the chance to tell the world just how we made it
Cause know that we gonna keep it crunk, no matter what
Now who the fuck, just al nut, it's a must for you to get crushed
So don't rush to get dat' change
You'd besta wake on up and take a look inside this frame
For everything ain't everything when times are gettin' rough
To pressure is your conscience in this game you callin' bluff
Now nigga what, yeah

Oh, a lot of hatin' went on doing this thang here
Folks just swore we wasn't finna' put it down for the A-town
You know what I'm saying? I ain't gotta call no names
Cause you know who you are
You know what I'm sayin'
All I got to say to all of y'all is...
You can't keep nobody from the Attic down
Know what I'm sayin', and thats on the floor

Yea, it's me, remember me from back in the day
The same ol' nigga you thought wouldn't get paid
Look at me now nigga, shit done changed
Ain't no mo' gettin' wet in the rain
Hennessey and dank to kill all my pain
Sho' nuff' you can hear, but you can't feel me man
And it's a damn shame, we go through what we do
Playa hatin' while I'm chillin' on the avenue
Can't hold no nigga down from the Attic Crew
Thats for trill on the blow, straight from me to you
Better listen up now, cause ain't no tellin' whats next
The dem' between real and the ones that flex
All in your face grinnin' when you cash that check
But when they get down and dirty it's like "fuck dat' bitch"
Ass nigga, so how you figga' I was wrong
Got a baby, and a crib to keep clothes on
Long time ago, way before the grind
Trouble had become a friend of mine
You off up in my head, its just a matter of time
Before I rip shit apart and let Sean Paul shine
Like dem' folks open face off in yo' grill
I ain't tryin' to be greedy, I'm just tryin' to live
Now that the picture clear, and you know what I mean
Being broke all again slick it's just a dream

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie) [X4]

Now this one there that for them country folk
Them heavy Chevy ridin' players with them hundred spokes
And when I holla shawty shawt I know ya hear me, hoe
And since you hard like blow, now tell me what you in for
You and your partner ride a Benz, but your endz low
You shake it, we take it, that's how we get it on the blow
You, you wit, that's how we do it shawty, you ain't know?
How to get it, willing to risk it with my cashload
We sweepin', really we creepin', I chop you up bro
Me and my nigga dead serious, like facin' death row
'Bout that paper, my nigga serious bout that cashflow
Punk ass, while I be comin' straight up out that Alto
ATL and New Orleans will chop you up, bro

[chorus]
Now where I'm from, we say Wodie
And where I'm from, we say Shawty
ATL and New Orleans
Now how we do it when we do it Wodie, (U-Way)
Now where I'm from, we say Wodie
And where I'm from, we say Shawty
ATL and New Orleans
Now how we do it when we do it Shawty, (U-Way)

'Gon slide them thangs out that attic, time ta polish 'em down
We about to get it krunk, and let the violence go down
Niggas ducked off in cuts, niggas sittin' on top of houses
Pull my gun out like "What!", niggas run away like cowards
Smoke angeldust, be ridin' at night in Jags and stuff
And hit a nigga, prolly turn into a massacre
I'm tellin' ya
Please don't play, cause all day I been inhalin' blunts
And my whole mind is blown away
I feel like killing stuff (Skurt!)
I pull up in a dropped Hummer
And shoot 50 at them cocksuckers
Say biaatch, it don't, Wodie let me get 'em
Just gimme the word, Unless shawty gonna spit 'em
Nigga's blessings be with 'em, cause Lil Wayne burn niggas
Bet them they gon try up for listenin' flippin' jurn(?) niggas
Y'all better learn niggas, If ya dumb, she can't chea(?)
Represent Cash Money, for all time, ATL. (Atlanta)

[chorus]

We be them boys, have fro's with them grills
And we be them boys, who gon' show you how it is
From New Orleans, to ATL, my nigga, we let it loose
So watch what you sayin', before we back the tap on you
I got a, teck, it's on
From the night to the early morn
Young Bloodz, and Hot Boys, see we gon' let this shit be known
Brother it's on, we gone, see we gon' hit you with some shit
To make you bop ya head, and cut the food straight on that bitch
Don't be surprised, in time, cause we gon' show you how we do it
Cause when we do it, that's how we do it, Snizza off that fluid
So get to it, my nigga
And don't you fall, my nigga
It's Attic Crew, with Cash Money, on the rise (rise, rise, rise)

[chorus X2]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Drankin Patnaz
(feat. Lil' Jon)

[Intro]
OK, OK, OK
This Sean Paul, Lil John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz
You already know how we do it homeboy
It's A-Town (105 Road for dem hoes)
It's A-Town (east side for dem hoes), Attic Crew you already know
Lil John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy

[Sean Paul]
They callin' me to come back to the streets, Sean P. a.k.a Sharp Crease
Said it was necessary, these sucka niggaz out here very scary
They come from the hole they livin' in the month of February
OK then put a sissy nigga on display then
Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem K's in
I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C
It ain't a hoe out there fo real who don't know 'bout me
Bitch I'm fo sho wit it don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac
Bitch I will go get it and I ain't selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it
Won't catch me sippin' on no Cris and got a cold billy
It's Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin', comin' straight from the gutter
Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave 'em under a cover
Lil John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber
Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya yeah

[Hook: Lil' Jon]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit

[J-Bo]
I post up get to it, drink hand in hand
They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that's my right hand man
Old school straight foolish like no other indeed
With Lil John it's Youngbloodz they crunk as can be
Attic Crew 105 that's if you lookin to rumble
Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number
In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer
Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder
Cuz in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table
Where dem niggaz pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
In my Chevy so super I'm the one to call
Just dial 1-800-430 slash ALCOHOL
And dawg I'm not the one that you really just wanna clown
I'm cool in my way, but shit still I shut 'em down
And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool
In the cut 'bout slizzard somewhere that's how we do

[Hook]

[Sean Paul]
Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up
And you gon' need more than stitches to patch that leak up
Chump like me up my mouth TB'd up
With the plush leather guts steady grippin' the butt
Oh you fo sho with it, then pull yo pistol
Show a nigga you ain't hoe with it
And I ain't selfish I will let you and your folk feel it
Talkin' big boy shit
Mean muggin' like a motherfucker my hand on my dick

[J-Bo]
Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin' like it ain't nuttin' new
We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who
It's them boys from the bottom who took you down 85
And hit you with that U-Way so look here don't be surprised
We buckin' blowin' chillin' and sippin' on something good
I'm peepin' out the scenery and wishin' a nigga would
In case it just might pop I'm 'bout ready to lock and load
To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

[HOOK]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Drankin Patnaz
(feat. Cutty)

[Chorus: Cutty]
I'm chillin, wood spinnin
No Bentley's, Cadillac pimpin
I'm cruisin, hoes choosin
That's cool cuz I'm Cadillac pimpin
Spoke spinnin, gold grillin
Liquor spillin, Cadillac pimpin
Keep ridin, car slidin
That's cool cuz I'm Cadillac pimpin

[J-Bo]
Now as I grip and dive, I smoke on to keep a high
In the sky, as I emphasize the right to reply
With these words you under heard I swerve through a blur
Dodging these fuck niggaz who figure we outta splurge
And if happen to have the nerve, see homeboy you made a choice
For the crime you standing on and walking on is getting poise
Plus the Cadillac's we pimpin so slightly you been slippin
On really how it goes when these ties begin to grippin
And shiftin and whole takin to the spot where hoes shakin
I'm quakin, ridin on out - am I gon make it?
And pimp fool like niggaz with gataz without no chaperone
So see, we been doing this from way back long
'92, aqua blue, on them thangs we roll
With a cup full of liquor blowing good on swole
So let's ride til we can't ride no damn more
We Cadillac pimpin hard see my nigga fa sho'

[Chorus]

[Sean Paul]
Sure be white Cadillac but I called it to go
This your boy Sean Paul, baby tell 'em the truth
So roll Old Fleetwood with the two door coup
All platinum bill with the fifth wheel too
And give truth to these suckas something overdue
Ride a 'Lac like a true playa 'posed to do
Old school, slant back with a jigga too
Tan gold wit some bows like a poster boo
Old school, gold chain, still grippin the grain
Show a crease in my jeans, stay ahead of the game
Got a, piece on my grill, diamonds off in the back
And got so many hoes had to change up my 'Lac
All day I don't know how to act
Got this game down pat, sure be running the track
Get some money from these hoes and see how they react
Show 'em how a real nigga come down like that

[Chorus]

[Sean Paul]
I got a 'Lac with a rag, Loui Vuitton top
Diamond cut interior, 15's the knot
I'ma be a last nigga from the ATL
Y'all hell, feel eyes and the playa can sell
When you see me in the street, holla at me playa
My bitch got duke, e, rose and wine, boo as fine as hell
Through the strip'll never die, only time'll tell
To be in, it's Cadillac steerin wheel

[J-Bo]
Say what, gather round for this two door show
We let the spillin go, rillin in the Eldorado
We rollin through the spot to see which hoes gon follow
Cuz we get cool and down passin rounds of bottle
With a gloss so clean, I put this thing in throttle
For we out and cruise in the wind like roscoe
So you gonna know us when you see us when we ride on by slow
Cuz this shit'll never end through the eyes of my foes

[Chorus 2x]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Drankin Patnaz

And not once but twice am I back on line
Remarkably delivering these words of mine
And when I come forth I come with such a force
You believe that it's been nice since the last time you felt the need
And that's to get loose and let you soul be free
Cause when we step out in this vision you gon' surely see
And aint no way in hell we gon' let that ride
While you huggin' on the wall bein' cool denied
Now it done jumped off in the blind of an eye
And everybody's off the hook feelin' good and high
Cause it's the last call for alcohol so just jook and drink
and have a ball cause' we gon' party long until the wee hours
And will it ever end I truly don't doubt it
Youngbloodz is the truth you seen now go shout it
And come back tomorrow and watch the world crowd it

My drankin patna, my ace, my dawg, know who I'm gon' call
My drankin patna, my ace boon coon, when it's time to cut the fool
My drankin' patna, my buddy, by cuzz, loud when he get 'em a buzz
My drankin' patna, my nigga, my folk, gotta drink and he got to smoke, my drankin patna

You know I'm a come in a blunt of 'dro and a corner of hen'
My drankin patna get to it 'fore the day begin
Spillin' hen' all up in the Benz
I'm try'na get to my patna so he can sip some wit' me
We get drunk, bein' tipsy for sissies
Just might get locked up
Cause I can't stop the swervin' have these rims keep hittin' the curves
And just me and my roll dawg always go half
when he got it man he won't crash
my mo'fuckin' patna
hit the trap, cut it, roll it, and smoke it and still got some to put in the glass
my nigga just ought a
fill up my cup see I'm a drunk and man I can't get enough
and when I'm wit' my patna,
aint worried bout who drunk the liquor 'cause I know it won't nothin' but us

[CHORUS]

See that's my dawg, that's my folk, that's my buddy
The nigga that I call to smoke
Drankin' good, him and I, on the go
Cup for cup, blow for blow, high or low,
In da wind, crashin' in, settin' it off, pass the hen'
Out the in, crunk as eva, and still at it again
Chic'd up, on the flo' its just me and my drankin patna
I'm only hittin' the club wit' a drank of low, getting' drunk off a dub
Fuck around get knocked up when your folk wanna slow up
You fuck around and get popped in yo' fuckin' wit' my patna
We don't play those games and kind of slizzard, but we neva been lame
I'm at the bar with my patna spendin' all my change
try'na get it all once again with my

[CHORUS 2X]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Drankin Patnaz

[Chorus - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
The thing I got I sell it, to get it all the time
A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound
Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down
Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start
Something in your chest, then open up your heart
Im bouta bet it,like Memphis 10, they get it get it
Gotta have it have it, take it all, man if they let me
Ima run it, put somethin' on it, instead of bet it
It's that money, don't make no money, buddy I'm ready
Can I get it? It's win or lose, you know the rules
We rollin', we didn't hit it, now pay your dues

[J-Bo]
Now when it comes to gettin' that cash flow
Im all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough
And for all who don't know, there's money out to be made
So get it while you can, and still it's just a phase
In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you'd be amazed
That time waits for no one, so God, I pray
Try hard not to fall thru life stuck unemployed
So instead I keep on livin' what's given within my void
Put a end after hours scrapin' up all my change
From quarters to dimes, as you see, this ain't no game
So pick up on your pimpin', get on it and never slip
Cuz all on my mind is my money fully gripped (fully gripped)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Sean Paul]
Just call me, the money maker, bread taker
Nigga Breaker, the pocket raper, money scraper
May do me a favor, stay the fuck up out my way-a
The rock that I can take it buddy to collect my paper
That might save ya, think of no anger, no player hater
No bumpin' heads, when it come to gettin' this paper
Im a player, runnin' wit the, hand that was dealt
Flippin' my work, ridin' the left, fully equipped
Aint fuckin' wit hoes, unless talkin 'bout bread
Duckin' these streets, givin' these strangers some head
Bringin' it back, makin' sho', my pockets swole
Workin' the streets, now they know they my hoes

[J-Bo]
I must ain't had it, I gotta get it
Nothin' to lose, shoot me a quarter, and watch me flip it
Shakin' these haters down the line, they somethin' wicked
You on a roll then pay yo' dues, then buy a ticket
Gather your cheddar 'round this world, there's nothin' better
But keep it boomin' like a system, thru any weather
Stackin' my green, that's somethin good, I'm on a mission
Trappin' hard just like I should, no penny pinchin'
And for the gold, we steady missin', and reminisin'
Buy some S, ain't even hittin', so stop yo' flippin
Cuz when I pull in all my cheese you besta know
There ain't no playin' wit my thang when you see my foe
Act like ya know

[Chorus - x2]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Drankin Patnaz
(feat. Backbone)

[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]
Now everybody pull ya' whips out, get 'em shined up
Hit the mirror make sure ya' boy leaned up
Brush up out the clean up, ya' team freezed up
I know you knew the name, gull, when you seen us
Walkin' up in the V.I-P.I.M.P when I walked by
Man, I, don't holla at no lame ho's
I go to the bar, get somethin' to sip on, for my folk
Man, this is how is goes down, where I stay
When them Tram boys done had a good day
Then I'ma buy the bar up, later on tear the car up
Flip a new one by the mornin', nigga back crunk
Good Times, if you in the club blowin' good pine
Freakin' ho's while ya' car bein' stripped down
Sick now, nowhere for her to sit down
Ya' Escalade, man, it's sittin' on bricks now

[Chorus - Seal Paul]
Lean Low (Bitch!) To the Flo' (Bitch!)
Can you work it, can you twerk it lemme know

Yeah, I'ma lean low (Nigga!) To the Flo' (Nigga!)
Can you pay what you weight gimme mo'

But Can Ya' lean low? (Bitch!) To the Flo'? (Bitch!)
Can you work it, can you twerk it lemme know

Yeah, I'ma lean low (Nigga!) To the Flo' (Nigga!)
Can you pay what you weight gimme mo'

[Verse 2 - J-Bo]
I pull up bumpin Attic, choppin, whippin' the wheel
Straight fresh off that Drizzle boy you know who it is
It's them loud-mouth motherfuckers at it again
Poppin' bottles, cuttin' up, livin' life to the end
So lean low, if you feelin like I'm feelin', let's go
Got a cup, throw it up, now hit the flo'
Shawty choosin' wit' a look and I know
Gotta lighter, fire it up and just blow
And just puff till you can't no mo'
We in the mix, backfacin' cuz that's just how it go
At the bar, we trippin', throwin' it up
Like kings in a castle, yeah we toastin' it up
So everybody, clap, and break it down
Cuz we the same old fools slidin' thru yo' town
So on yo' mark, get ready for this brand new era
Drankin' Patnaz is the name, it don't get no better

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Backbone]
Stay workin' back do', till every sack is sold
Ima hit you in the back wit' hot callico
If not then my rock, it I can hardly afford
Old school at the bar buyin' bottles of Moe
We swervin' Cheverolets up and down the road
When you hear "Shorty in town" hide ya' ho
Cuz aww shit, lil' buddy fire the dro'
I stay, fresh a fool, keep a crease in my clothes
Im puttin' on the scene, and let the champagne flow
Im tryin' to get outta here wit' somethin' freaky to poke
You know what it is, you seen it befo'
We call him "H2O, he froze ice cold"
What the fuck you sayin'? This shit is fa sho'
Tell Sean to keep 'em comin', gon' and order one mo'
Lil' Girl, work it out on the flo'
Post up young G, get drunk some mo'

[Chorus Until Fade]

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Artist : YOUNGSTOWN
Album : Let's Roll

You can call me when you want me, if you need a friend you got me
I'll be your everything, fulfill your every dream
We can do it automatic, I can freak you with my gadget
I'll be your everything,
You'll see I'm everything you want and more

I knew the moment that we met
I had to be inside of you, someone you won't forget
So don't say I'm like the other few
No matter what is going down, you'll find me next to you

Girl, I'll be your superman, I'll do what no one can
You'll find that I'm the everything that you need
Deep down inside of you
No matter what you do
You'll see I'm everything you want and more

You can call me when you want me, if you need a friend you got me
I'll be your everything, fulfill your every dream
We can do it automatic, I can freak you with my gadget
I'll be your everything,
You'll see I'm everything you want and more

No sweat, when the claw is on his way,
Don't worry 'bout him catching you, don't even be afraid
Some how some way, I'll find out what's the deal
And I'll be there to rescue you, you'll see that I'm for real

Girl, I'll be your superman, I'll do what no one can
You'll find that I'm the everything that you need
Deep down inside of you
No matter what you do
You'll see I'm everything you want and more

You can call me when you want me, if you need a friend you got me
I'll be your everything, fulfill your every dream
We can do it automatic, I can freak you with my gadget
I'll be your everything,
You'll see I'm everything you want and more

RAP - I'll be your gadget, the one you call to make magic, most rap stars live lavish
Got you a benz for a carriage and even a rock, about 8 to 10 carats but you almost forgot
When we both went to Paris, and you took shots, cause of you, look at all the drinks I got think
Back and look at all the minks you rocked and I know you'll be impressed from the things
I got 'cause I'm Mr. Gadget

You can call me when you want me, if you need a friend you got me
I'll be your everything, fulfill your every dream
We can do it automatic, I can freak you with my gadget
I'll be your everything,
You'll see I'm everything you want and more

You can call me when you want me, if you need a friend you got me
I'll be your everything, fulfill your every dream
We can do it automatic, I can freak you with my gadget
I'll be your everything, You'll see I'm everything you want and more

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