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Rihanna – Pon de Replay (Internet Version)

177M views · 12 years ago

Come mr. DJ, song pon de replay.
Come mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up.
All the gyal pon the dancefloor wantin some more what.
Come mr. DJ won’t you turn the music up.

Come mr. DJ, song pon de replay.
Come mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up.
All the gyal pon the dancefloor wantin some more what.
Come mr. DJ won’t you turn the music up.

Verse:
It goes one by one even two by two,
everybody on the floor let me show you how we do.
Lets go dip it low then you bring it up slow,
wine it up one time wine it back once more.

Come, run, run, run, run,
everybody move, run.
Let me see you move, and,
rock it til the grooves, done.
Shake it til the moon becomes the sun (sun).
Everybody in the club give me a run (run).
If you ready to move say it (yeah).
One time for your mind say it (yeah, yeah).
Well i’m ready for ya,
come let me show ya,
you want to groove im’a show you how to move.
Come, come.

Come mr. DJ, song pon de replay.
Come mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up.
All the gyal pon the dancefloor wantin some more what.
Come mr. DJ won’t you turn the music up.

Come mr. DJ, song pon de replay.
Come mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up.
All the gyal pon the dancefloor wantin some more what.
Come mr. DJ won’t you turn the music up.

Hey mister,
please mister DJ.
Tell me if you hear me,
turn the music up.

Hey mister,
please mister DJ.
Tell me if you hear me,
turn the music up.

Verse:
It goes one by one even two by two,
everybody in the club gon be rockin when i’m through.
Let the bass from the speakers run through ya sneakers,
move both ya feet and run to the beat.

Come, run, run, run, run,
everybody move, run.
Let me see you move, and,
rock it til the grooves, done.
Shake it til the moon becomes the sun (sun).
Everybody in the club give me a run (run).
If you ready to move say it (yeah).
One time for your mind say it (yeah, yeah).
Well i’m ready for ya,
come let me show ya,
you want to groove im’a show you how to move.

Come mr. DJ, song pon de replay.
Come mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up.
All the gyal pon the dancefloor wantin some more what.
Come mr. DJ won’t you turn the music up.

Come mr. DJ, song pon de replay.
Come mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up.
All the gyal pon the dancefloor wantin some more what.
Come mr. DJ won’t you turn the music up.

Hey mister,
please mister DJ.
Tell me if you hear me,
turn the music up.

Hey mister,
please mister DJ.
Tell me if you hear me,
turn the music up.

OK,
everybody get down if you feel me.
Come and put your hands up to the ceiling. (x4)

Come mr. DJ, song pon de replay.
Come mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up.
All the gyal pon the dancefloor wantin some more what.
Come mr. DJ won’t you turn the music up.

Come mr. DJ, song pon de replay.
Come mr. DJ, won’t you turn the music up.
All the gyal pon the dancefloor wantin some more what.
Come mr. DJ won’t you turn the music up.

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Flipsyde – Happy Birthday (With Lyrics)

13M views · 12 years ago

Happy Birthday
So make a wish

Please accept my apologies, I wonder what would have been
Would you have been a little angel or an angel of sin?
Tomboy running ’round, hanging with all the guys
Or a little tough boy with beautiful brown eyes
I paid for the murder before they determined the sex
Choosing our life over your life meant your death
And you never got a chance to even open your eyes
Sometimes I wonder as a fetus if you fought for your life
Would you have been a little genius? In love with math?
Would you have played in your school clothes and made me mad?
Would you have been a little rapper like your poppa The Piper?
Would you have made me quit smoking by finding one of my lighters?
I wonder about your skin tone and shape of your nose
And the way you would’ve laughed and talked fast or slow
Think about it every year, so I picked up a pen
Happy birthday, love you whoever you would’ve been

Happy Birthday
(What I thought was a dream)
Make a wish
(Was as real as it seemed)
Happy Birthday
(What I thought was a dream)
Make a wish
(Was as real as it seemed)
(I made a mistake)

I got a million excuses, to why you died
And bet the people got their own reasons for homicide
Who’s to say it would’ve worked and who’s to say it wouldn’t have
I was young and struggling, but old enough to be your dad
The fear of being my father has never disappeared
Pondering it frequently while I’m sippin’ on my beer
My vision of a family was artificial and fake
So when it came time to create, I made a mistake
Now you got a little brother, maybe he’s really you
Maybe you really forgave us knowing we was confused
Maybe, every time that he smiles it’s you proudly
Knowing that your father’s doing the right thing now
I never tell a woman what to do with her body
But if she don’t love children, then we can’t party
Think about it every year, so I picked up a pen
Happy birthday, love you whoever you would’ve been

Happy Birthday
(What I thought was a dream)
Make a wish
(Was as real as it seemed)
Happy Birthday
(What I thought was a dream)
Yeah
Make a wish
(Was as real as it seemed)
(I made a mistake)

And from the Heavens to the womb to the Heavens again
From the ending to the ending, never got to begin
Maybe one day we could meet face to face
In a place without time and space
Happy birthday

From the Heavens to the womb to the Heavens again
From the ending to the ending, never got to begin
Maybe one day we could meet face to face
In a place without time and space

Happy Birthday
(What I thought was a dream)
Make a wish
(Was as real as it seemed)
Happy Birthday
(What I thought was a dream)
Make a wish
(Was as real as it seemed)
(I made a mistake)

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