_________ Ihre Mukke ist och übelz hamma... Ich liebe ihren Style, ich würde glatt sagen das sie mein Vorbild ist :P Sie hat ne hamma Stimme, hab ich recht?! ^^ Tanzen kann sie och noch das auch voll gayl xD Was würd cih dafür geben das ich sowas könnte ^^
Hot hot hot XD
Das Video ist einfach nur geil... Und ich dance hier schon wieder ab xD Ah...mah Goddies...mah Goddies ...ehm naja egal XD schaut's euch an ist echt supi ^^
>>Ciara - Goddies<<
[Ciara] My Goodies, My Goodies, My Goodies
Not my goodies!
[Verse 1: Petey Pablo] I got a sick reputation for handlin broads
All I need is me a few seconds or more.
And in my rap
Tell valet to bring my 'Lac
And I ain't comin back
So you can put a car right there.
I'm the truth
And ain't got nothin' to prove.
An you can ask anybody
Cuz they seen me do it.
Barracades, I run right through 'em
I'm used to 'em.
Throw all the dirt you want it's no use.
You still won't have a pinup in a fabulous room
On her back pickin' out baskets of fruit.
(I love you boo)
Yeah freaky petey love you too.
Ha Ha
You know how I do..
[Hook: Ciara] You may look at me and think that I'm
Just a young girl
But I'm not just a young girl.
Baby this is what I'm lookin' for:
Sexy, independent, down to spend it type that's gettin' his dough
I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it.
[Chorus: Ciara] I bet you want the goodies.
Bet you thought about it.
Got you all hot and bothered.
Mayb' cuz I talk about it.
Lookin for the goodies
Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh
[Verse 2: Ciara] Just because you drive a Benz
I'm not goin home with you.
You won't get no nookie or the cookies
I'm no rookie.
And still I'm
Sexy, independent
I ain't wit' it so you already know.
I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it
You think you're slick
Tryna hit
But I'm not dumb
I'm not bein too dramatic it's just how I gotta have it
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Petey Pablo] So damn hot but so young.
Still got milk on ya tongue
Slow down lil one
And you ain't got it all
Hey shawty
You think you bad but you ain't bad
I'll show you what bad is.
Bad is when you capable of beatin' the baddest.
I been workin' at it since I came to this planet
And I ain't quite there yet but I'm gettin' better at it.
Matter of fact,
Lemme tell it to you one mo' again
All I got to do is tell a girl who I am (Petey!)
Ain't naa chick in here dat I can't have
Bada boom bada bam ba bam!
[Verse 4: Ciara] You're insinuating that I'm hot
But these goodies boy are not
Just for any of the many men that's tryna get on top.
No you can't call me later
And I don't want your number.
I'm not changin' stories
Just respect the play I'm callin'.
[Chorus (2X)] Uh...Yeah...Uh...Yeah Uh Uh Uh
>>Ciara feat.Ludacris - Oh<<
[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 gutta, 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, bowlin' ball
Still smoke unemsmote(?), wood-grain on tha wall
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 gutta, 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 ?ac, 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? happenin? huh?
I don? 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, runnin back cuz tha song is cold
[Hook: (2x)] Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, 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
Das ist einfach nur schlechthin der hammer.... Diese Version ist die bessere...(kardinals beats mix) die andere ist so langweilig... war echt schwer diese Version zu finden XD
Hot...I love it ^^
>>Ciara feat.Chamillionaire - Get up<<
Verse 1 He said
'Hi, my name is so and so
Baby can you tell me yours?
You look like you came to do
One thing (Set it off)'
I started on the left
And I had to take him to the right
He was out of breath
But he kept on dancin' all night
Pre-hook You tryin, admit it
But you just can fight the feelin inside
You know it
And I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me
Hook Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!
Verse 2 I said 'Ciara's on you radio,
Everybody turn it up'
Spicy just like hot sauce
Careful, you might burn it up
You can do the pop lock
Ragtime, don't stop
That's the way you gotta get
Get it, make ya body rock
Pre-hook You tryin, admit it
But you just can fight the feelin inside
You know it
'Cause I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me
Hook Ooh! uh
They way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!
(Bridge) Ooh, I love the way you vibe with me
Dance with me forever
We can have a good time, follow me
To the beat together
You and me, one on one
Breakin' it down
You can't walk away now
We got to turn this place out
Chamillionaire Rap It's the kid that stay ridin' big
The one the police tried to catch ridin' dirty
In the club before eleven o'clock
Like I'm tryin to catch it down kinda early
Look, ya thick her hair brown and curly
She love the way my ride shinin pearly
City boys say she fine a pretty
In the country boys say she fine and 'purrty'
My pockets thick as green, it's curvy
And the ladies know soon as they see my jewelry
If bein' fresh to death is a crime
I think it's time for me to see the jury
Chamillionaire You know Chamillionaire stay on the grind
A hustla like me is hard to find
I ain't really impressed, yes
Unless it's about some dollar signs
Ain't really no need to call you fine
I know you be hearin' that all the time
I'm watchin' you do ya step, do ya step
Yep it's goin down
Hook2x Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh
I just can't help it
Tryin' to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don't let nothin' stop you
M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin' now
So get up!
I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby
I got to have you bay
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby
>>Ciara feat. Missy Elliot - 1,2Step<<
[Jazze Pha:] Ladies and gentlemen
This is a Jazze Phizzle Productshizzle
"Missy", The princess is here "Ciara"
[Verse 1] This Beat Is
Automatic, supersonic, hypnotic, funky fresh
Work my body, so melodic, this beat rolls right through my chest
Everybody, ma and papi, came to party
Grab somebody,work ya body, work ya body
Let me see you 1,2 step
[Chorus] Rock it, Don't Stop it
Everybody get on the floor
Crank the party up
We about to get it on
Let me see you 1,2 step
I love it when you 1,2 step
Everybody 1,2 step
We about to get it on
[Verse 2] This Beat Is
Outrageous, so contagious, make you crave it
Jazze made it
So retarded,top charted, ever since the day I started
Strut my stuff and yes I flaunt it
Goodies make the boys jump on it
No I can't control myself
Now let me do my 1,2 step
[Chorus]
We gone drop it like this
[Hook (repeat 2x)] It don't matter to me, we can dance slow
Whichever way the beat drops our bodies will flow
So swing it over here Mr. DJ
And we will, we will, Rock you
[Missy] I shake it like Jello, make the boys say hello
cause they know im rockin the beat
I know you heard about a lot of great MC's
But they ain't got nothin on me
Because I'm 5 foot 2, i wanna dance with you
And I'm sophistcated fun, I eat fillet minon
Im nice and young, Best believe im number one
[Chorus (2x)] This is for the hearing impared
A Jazze Pha production
Des hat wohl nen coolen Beat XD
Auch in Baggys sieht die noch jut aus die ist echt zu beneiden XD
>>Ciara - Like a Boy<<
[Verse 1] Come On, Pull up your pants (just like him)
Take out the trash (just like him)
Getting your cash like him, fast like him
Girl u 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
[Hook] 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, 4 in the morning on the car rolling doing my own thing
[Chorus] 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 did act like a boy
(Can't be getting mad, but u mad, can't handle that) (x2)
[Verse 2] 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 ur friends, Act hard when u 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
[Hook] 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, 4 in the morning on the car rolling doing my own thing
[Chorus] 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 did act like a boy
Can't be getting mad, but u mad, can't handle that (x4)
[Verse 3] If I was always gone
Hit the sun getting home (Would you like that?)
I told u I was with my crew when I knew it wasn't true
If I act like u
Walked a mile off in your shoes (Would you like that?)
Messing with your head again
Dose of your own medicine
[Chorus] 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 did act like a boy
Can't be getting mad, but u mad, can't handle that (x4)
R-A go, here's the clutch.
If I paged u (would you like that?)
Had friends (would you like that?)
Never call (would you like that?)
Hell Nah, You wouldn't like that, No!
..but u mad, can't handle that
What If I? If I, played You Like A Toy,
Sometimes I wish I would act Like A Boy
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