Robbie Williams - Advertising Space

*** Robbie Williams - Advertising Space ***

Lyrics

There’s no earthly way of knowing
What was in your heart
When it stopped going
The whole world shook
A storm was blowing through you

Waiting for God to stop this
And up to your neck in darkness
Everyone around you was corrupted
Saying somethin’

There’s no dignity in death
To sell the world your last breath
They’re still fighting over
Everything you left over

I saw you standing at the gates
When Marlon Brando passed away
You had that look upon your face
Advertising space

And no one learned from your mistakes
We let our profit s go to waste
All that’s left in any case
Is Advertising space

Through your eyes
The world was burning
Please be gentle
I’m still learning
You seemed to say
As you kept turning up

They poisoned you with compromise
At what point did you realize
Everybody loves your life
But you aha

Special agent for the man
Through Watergate and Vietnam
No one really gave a damn
Did you think the CIA did

I saw you standing at the gates
When Marlon Brando passed away
You had that look upon your face
Advertising space

And no one learned from your mistake
We let our profits go to waste
All that’s left in any case
Is Advertising space ooh

I saw you standing at the gates
When Marlon Brando passed away
You had that look upon your face
Advertising space

No one learned from your mistakes
We let our profits go to waste
All that’s left in any case
Is Advertising space

I’ve seen your daughter
Man she’s cute
I was scared but I wanted to
Boy she looks a lot like you

Beyoncé - Work It Out

*** Beyoncé - Work It Out ***

Lyrics

How you doing honey baby
You know I don’t ask for much but
For a girl spending time alone can be pretty rough
But I hear a knock on my door
You know it’s yours for sure
We can’t wait for the bedroom
So we just hit the floor

It’s alright
I don’t know but I know what’s happening to me girl
It’s alright
Uh, break it down now
It’s alright
I don’t know but I know what’s happening to me, girl
It’s alright
Uh, break it down now

See you gotta work it out
See you gotta work it out
A brother’s gotta work it out

Child, blow your horn now
Come on, Child, blow your horn now

So we shakin’ back and forth now
Just keep it coming babe
Treat my body like a guitar
You got to, you got to keep on strumming babe
But in the back of my mind
I wonder is it gonna be the last time
We if there ain’t nobody loving and you goin’ keep it coming
Well baby with me that’s fine

It’s alright
I don’t know but I know what’s happening to me girl
It’s alright
Uh, break it down now
It’s alright
I don’t know but I know what’s happening to me, girl
It’s alright
Uh, break it down now

I like this!
Uh, look it here…

So baby hold me
Like you don’t wanna let go
I’m feeling foxy
Cause boy you working it out
Daddy you given me a taste of your honey
I want the whole bee hive
I’m gonna call you my sugar
Cause I had the sweetest time
See you gotta work it out
See you gotta work it out
A brother’s gotta work it out

I like it when the horn go
I like it when the horn go
I like it when the horn go
I like it when the horn go

Ha! Austin better work it out
Ha! Foxy better work it out

Cherish feat. Young Joc - Killa

*** Cherish feat. Young Joc - Killa ***

Lyrics

Yo Joc
Yeah?
I don’t think they ready for this one

Cherish
They make me wanna lose control
Yeah
You know who it is
Joc, Dark Child

I’m in a wife beater two seater cruise control
Pull up and ya girl might lose control
Not players circle but a duffel bag boy
Guarantee they cant get enough of that boy

Saw him from a distance and I watch him make his way to the bar
He walked up to me slowly whispers and he says I know who you are
I wanna get to know you

I can tell he was a player
But he knows just how to make ya
Lose control
Somehow I knew

Shorty is a killa
But I really want him
And I gotta have him
Tonight
A straight heart-breaker
But it really don’t matter
‘Cause I really want him
Tonight

The way he licks his lips
I’m in a infatuated state of mind, oh yeah
He’s so hard to resist
I gotta tell you baby boy you’re so fine
Just gotta have you oh yeah

I can tell he was a player
But he knows just how to make ya
Lose control
If you only knew that Shorty is a killa

Shorty is a killa
But I really want him (But I really want him)
And I gotta have him
Tonight (And I gotta have him)
A straight heart-breaker,
But it really don’t matter
‘Cause I really want him
Tonight (Tonight)
Shorty is a killa
But I really want him
And I gotta have him
Tonight
A straight heart-breaker, (Heart-breaker)
But it really don’t matter
‘Cause I really want him
Tonight (Cause I really want him tonight Oh oh)

It feels so wrong that it must it must be right
And I’m so high don’t wanna come down, just let me fly

[Young Joc]
Ay ay let me talk to them
My whips push but no car keys man
Pop the top like a sardine can
Wrist stay flooded like New Orleans man
Lil’ boy cant stop I be ballin’ man
Yeah I’m pretty sure that ya heard da rumors
Got beef bull wit some big cawholas
I’m a pretty slick nigga like rick da rula
Keep one eye open and my hand on dat ruda
I rock da club
My shades hazel
I break hearts
I heartbreak hotels
I treat yo chick like a pair of ones
Wear ha ass out one good time and shorty…

Shorty is a killa (Shorty is a killa)
But I really want him (Oooh)
And I gotta have him
Tonight (Tonight)
A straight heart-breaker, (A straight Heart-breaker)
But it really don’t matter (But it really don’t matter)
‘Cause I really want him (Ohhh baby)
Tonight (Tonight)
Shorty is a killa (I want you baby)
But I really want him (Gotta have you baby)
And I gotta have him (Even if it’s for tonight, I gotta have you)
Tonight
A straight heart-breaker, (Oohh)
But it really don’t matter
‘Cause I really want him (Cause I really want you)
Tonight (And I gotta have you)

Christina Milian - Dip It Low

*** Christina Milian - Dip It Low ***

Lyrics

He says he wants you, he says he needs you
It’s real talk, then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you, if he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When he’s a good boy
I mean a really, really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
That’s when you give it to him good

Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I’ma show you how to make your man say “Oh!”

Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I’ma show you how to make your man say “Oh!”

You’re getting bold, he’s growing cold
It’s just the symptoms of young love growing old
You think it’s time
And you’re thinking of leaving, but give it time
It’s late at night, he’s coming home
Meet him at the door with nothing on
Take him by the hand, let him know what’s on
If you understand me, y’all come on

All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you wanna do

All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you wanna do

Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I’ma show you how to make your man say “Oh!”

Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I’ma show you how to make your man say “Oh!”

We can move if you wanna
We can move if you wanna
We can move if you wanna
We can move…

Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I’ma show you how to make your man say “Oh!”

Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I’ma show you how to make your man say “Oh!”

Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I’ma show you how to make your man say “Oh!”

Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thing
I’ma show you how to make your man say “Oh!”

Jamelia - Superstar

*** Jamelia - Superstar ***

Lyrics

People always talk about (ey oh ey oh ey oh)
All the things they’re all about (ey oh ey oh ey oh)
Write it on a piece of paper,
Got a feeling I’ll see you later.

There’s something bout this,
Lets keep it moving,
And if its good lets just get something cooking.
Coz I really wanna rock with you,
I’m feeling some connection to the things you do.
(you do, you do).

I don’t know what it is,
That makes me feel like this,
I don’t know who you are,
But you must be some kind of superstar,
Coz you got all eyes on you no matter where you are,
(you just make me wanna play)

Baby take a look around (ey oh ey oh ey oh)
Everybody’s getting down (ey oh ey oh ey oh)
Deal with all the problems later,
Bad boys on their best behavior.

There’s something bout you,
Lets keep it moving,
And if it’s good lets just get something cooking,
Coz I really wanna rock with you,
I’m feeling some connection to the things you do,
(you do, you do).

I don’t know what it is,
That makes me feel like this,
I don’t know who you are,
But you must be some kind of superstar,
Coz you got all eyes on you no matter where you are,
(you just make me wanna play).

I like the way your movin’ (ey oh ey oh ey oh)
I just get into the groove and then (you just make me wanna play),
If you just put pen to paper (ey oh ey oh ey oh)
Got that feeling I’ll see you later.

Make your move, can we get a little closer,
You rock it just like you’re supposed to,
Hey boy i ain’t got nothing more to say,
Coz you just make me wanna play,

I don’t know what it is,
That makes me feel like this,
I don’t know,
Gotta be, gotta be a superstar,
All eyes on you.

I don’t know what it is,
That makes me feel like this,
I don’t know who you are,
But you must be some kind of superstar,
Coz you got all eyes on you no matter where you are,
(you just make me wanna play)

I dont know what it is,
That makes me feel like this,
I dont know who you are,
But you must be some kind of superstar,
Coz you got all eyes on you no matter where you are,
(you just make me wanna play)