Grease Beauty school drop out with lyrics

Your story sad to tell, A teenage ne'er do well, Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block! Your future's so unclear now, What's left of your career now? Can't even get a trade in on your smile! Angels: (La lalala lalala lalala...) Beauty school dropout, No graduation day for you. Beauty school dropout, Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo! Well at least you could have taken time, to wash and clean your clothes up, After spending all that dough to have the doctor fix your nose up! Baby get moving (Baby get movin), Why keep your feeble hopes alive? What are you proving (What are you provin)? You've got the dream but not the drive. If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool. Turn in your teasin comb and go back to high school! Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout), Hanging around the corner store. Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout), It's about time you knew the score. Well they couldn't teach you anything, You think you're such a looker, But no customer would go to you unless she was a hooker! Baby don't sweat it (Don't sweat it), You're not cut out to hold a job. Better forget it (Forget it), Who wants their hair done by a slob? Now your bangs are curled, your lashes whirled, but still the world is cruel. Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school! Baby don't blow it, Don't put my good advice to shame. Baby you know it, Even Dear Abby'd say the same! Now I've called the shot, get off the block, I really gotta fly! Gotta be going ...



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Shaggy- Sexy lady ( Lyrics ...

Chorus: Brian And Tony Gold (Shaggy) Hey sexy lady, I like your flow Your body's bangin, out of controoooooool!!! (Uh!) You put it on me (That's right) ceiling to floor Only you can make me, screamin back for moooooore!!! Verse 1: Shaggy Her body's callin bawlin got me crawlin up the wall and My size ain't small it's tall and catch here comes her clothes be fallin Her neighbor's callin bawlin all this noise is so appallin They must believe we're brawlin headboards band till early mornin Chorus: Brian And Tony Gold (Shaggy) Hey sexy lady (Uh!!) I like your flow Your body's bangin (Yo) out of controoooooool!!! (A big tune) You put it on me (Uh!!)) ceiling to floor (Ceiling to floor baby) Only you can make me (Uh) screamin back for moooooore!!! Verse 2: Shaggy I was her father's choosin,performance left her snoozin Rug burns her knees we're bruised and, she's hooked ain't no refusin Brian And Tony Gold: I knew it all along (Uh!) she was the perfect one (What!!!) She really put it on (On me) I had to write a song Chorus: Brian And Tony Gold (Shaggy) Hey sexy lady (She's drivin me nuts) I like your flow (Uh! Uh!) Your body's bangin (Sexy Lady) out of controoooooool!!! (Sweet and nice) You put it on me (You know you got that figure) ceiling to floor Only you can make me (Wow) screamin back for moooooore!!! Verse 3: Brian And Tony Gold Hey sexy lady you be fine drive me crazy movin on, and on, and on Hey sexy lady you be fine drive me crazy movin on, and on, and on Shaggy (Brian ...



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Joe Budden - Secrets (lyrics + Official)

I do not own any rights to this Her name was Chyna Doll, real name Sasha Stripped out in Jersey, a regular show stopper. Club hopper, couldn't tell her nada' Can't even talk to her if it ain't about a dollar. Stayed in the latest? Esay?, Gucci, Prada Two kids, no communication with' the father. She nineteen, looking' like the truth is sickening But boo is tricking to pay school tuition. A hourglass figure with the best complexion With no ratchet on her, using sex as a weapon. Her man's name Jerome, highschool sweetheart Who just came home for some charges unknown. It's 'prolly domestic, he be beatin' her ass Chyna still go to work like she be needing the cash. Got his name on her ankle, real impolite I made it rain on her once and bitch couldn't say, "thank you". Call me loose, but you'd fuck shorty too I'm talking thirty-six, twenty-four, forty-two. She be at the Pink Teacup Drunk of Chardonnay an' E'd up A Black Girl Lost, she need Jesus. Bi-sexual, living life on the brink Newark niggas used to come-through spikin her drink. Puttin' drugs in her liquor, throwin dubs when they tip her She high making it clap screaming, "fuck them other niggas! High demand on her, Jerome type jealous Used to come-through clappin' at niggas that put they hands on her Cause of the insanity, fired her from Fantasies Every man's fantasy suffering from vanity. I remember she went broke for a short cent So she started fuckin' niggas just to pay her rent. Started fuckin' anybody that'll get her ...



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LeCrae - Just Like You (feat. J. Paul) [with Lyrics!]

[Chorus] (J. Paul) I just wanna be like you, Walk like, talk like, even think like you The only one I could look to You're teaching me to be just like you Well I just gotta be like, I just gotta be like you [LeCrae] Dear, Uncle Chris, Uncle Keith, Uncle Ricky, Before the Lord get me, I gotta say something quickly I grew up empty since my daddy wasn't with me, shoot, I wasn't picky I'd take any male figure you Stepped in at the right time, It's 'cuz of you that I write rhymes You probably never knew that I loved the way you used to come through, Teach me to do the things that men do True, You showed me stuff I probably shouldn't have seen, But you had barely made it out your teens, Took me under your wings I wanted hats, I wanted clothes just like you, Lean to the side when I rolled just like you Didn't care if people didn't like you, You wanna bang, I wanna bang too Skyline, pyru If you would've died, I would've died too, You went to prison, got sick, lost your pops, Yeah, I cried too You never know who's right behind you, I gotta a little son now and he do whatever I do But it's something deep inside you, That tell you it's gotta be more than doing what other guys do, They had nobody there to guide you But I followed your footsteps and this shouldn't surprise you, You realize you, You realize you, you, Yeah, [Chorus] I just wanna be like you, Walk like, talk like, even think like you The only one I could look to, You're teaching me to be just like you Well I just gotta ...



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Colt 45-Afroman ~Lyrics

Chorus: Colt 45 and two zig-zags Baby that's all we need We go to the part after dark Smoke that tumbleweed As the marijuana burn we can take our turn singin' them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong and sell tapes from here to hong kong i said roll, roll, roll my joint pick out the seeds and stems, feelin' high as hell flyin' through palm dale skatin' on dayton wheels so roll, roll, the '83 cadillac coupe de ville if my tapes and cd's just don't sell i bet my cabby will] well it was just sun down in a small white town and they call it east side palm down when the afroman walked through the white land houses went up for sale well i was standin' on the corner sellin' rap CD's when i met a lil' girl named Jan i let her ride in my caddy 'cause i didn't know her daddy was the leader of the ku-klux-klan we fucked on the bed fucked on the floor fucked so long i grew a fuckin' afro then i fucked to the left fucked to the right she sucked my dick til the shit turned white i thought to myself "sheeba, sheeba!" got my ass lookin' like a zebra i put on my clothes and i was on my way till her daddy pulled up in a chevrolet so i ran, jumped out the back window but her daddy he was waitin' with a 2 by 4 oh he beat me to the left beat me to the right the mothafucka whooped my as all night but i ain't mad at her prejudice dad that's the best damn pussy i eva had i got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine i'm gonna fuck that bitch just one more time Chorus: i met ...



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J. Cole - It Won't Be Long Lyrics

Download Here www.mediafire.com J. Cole - It Won't Be Long J. Cole - It Won't Be Long J. Cole - It Won't Be Long [Chorus] uh, yeah I said it won't be long (no) 'fore we out here baby gotta get you up out here baby Said it won't be long 'fore we out here baby we up out here baby [J. Cole Verse 1] I say a prayer and look up in the sky thank God even though a n-gga headed to this tired day job will my eyes stay wide still I know I'm gonna blow this is music for my n-ggas cause I know you want more cause that old sh-t fake and this new sh-t real J Cole not Jay witness that Blueprint feel hey Cole is you crazy thats some big boots to fill yeah straight out the Ville and the shoes fit well same heaven same hell same n-ggas get killed knew every detail still never would tell scared of the repercussion scared of them people bussin bullets be hittin' n-gga's you swear they could be percussion n-ggas be holding triggers before they could read instructions lyrics courtesy of www.killerhiphop.com oh God, never did our fathers teach us nothing no law, but became a man on my own showed my momma I could stand on my own [Chorus] [J. Cole Verse 2] Dear mama, your son hurting living in this cold World where n-ggas shun virgins and praise hoes as days go by shawty 19 years old no clothes for her baby yet she stay so fly tell me why mamma do you cry is it cause you know my teacher be feeding me lies is it cause you know that Preacher is greedy inside cause racism is alive I see the disguise ...



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J. Cole - The Storm (Full Version w/ Lyrics)

J. Cole - The Storm (Full Version) with lyrics. Complete song and isn't cut off at the end. Lyrics: Verse 1: My man Shawn from around the way son been down from day one Never been known for mistakes but was bound to make one Her name was Nina See he was all about the cash flow 'Til she came and had this man pussy whipped to the max yo A true dime piece describing her Brown eyes, caramel skin, thick thighs Goes beyond speech But besides looks her mind's lost Known for kicking cats to the curb Leaving their hearts on the sidewalk Shawn was one of them She said she was loving him But only fucked with him because he had some funds coming in He couldn't see it though She was cheating and he didn't even know He even bought a crib with this female hoe In the ride, mad jewels, mad clothes, mad shoes And to show his commitment he got her name tattooed I gotta hand it to her She had the stuff planned out But watch what happened when her luck ran out Chorus (x2): What goes around comes around What goes up must come down You up now but you'll get yours Some how Some day In some way, shape, or form Revenge is coming No way to escape the storm Verse 2: Time passes Shawn is thinking about wedding rings But he knows the signs of cheating and doesn't wanna believe them He disregards them Goes out for diamond rings shopping Now the big question is when is he gonna pop it Waiting for the right time Meanwhile Nina's the same hoe Like a snare drum but bangs way more For Shawn up to this point ...



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Scouting For Girls 1+1 Lyrics

lyrics for 1+1 by scouting for girls



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Lloyd Banks - I'm So Fly [Lyrics]

Lloyd Banks - I'm So Fly. With lyrics! From the album "The Hunger for More". In stores 6/24/04. Tags: lloyd banks i'm so fly with lyrics [Lyrics] Yee! Ayo 50, they only do it like us nigga [laughs] Yee! [Chorus] Im So Fly An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the things I buy Im So High An Im on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in your eye When I Ride By An I dont care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year Nigga Im So Fly An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the things I buy. [Verse 1 : Lloyd Banks] Banks is fresh out the gutta (gutta) To smooth to stutta (stutta) His cig will melt a riva like 2 scoups of butta (butta) Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her Grab the burna cuz she aint concerned cuz hes a earna My bitch lays it out real nice for me to murda Fight, wake up n fuck like Ike n Tina Turner Its a privilege to ride with a celeb Cause them girls over three dont got a problem given head Paranoia is on ya thats why your mama is in your bed Fuck a rare chinchilla and bossin mama for ya head And where the block im from niggas be damn near 40 and still tuckin And niggas baby mama is pregnant and still fuckin Its eithier cause their boyfriend is a scrub like brillow Or cuz banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow The chronic is blown For my niggas that got locked up and deported and now they gotta go back home [Chorus] [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Dont confuse me with these suckas Cause when I spit ...



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Eminem - Brain Damage (Lyrics)

Eminem brain damage with lyrics



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Living For The Weekend - Hard Fi + lyrics in description

lyrics=Oh, I've been working a week, I'm tired Yeah, I've been working a week and I'm Just living for the weekend Hey hey Got some money I just got paid Got some money and I can't wait At six o'clock I'm out of here Out there tonight Is the night of my last got my name on Run down my street adidas on my feet I'm on fire Working all the time Work is such a bind Got some money to spend Living for the weekend When it gets too much I live for the rush Got some money to spend Living for the weekend Oh man! Yeah I've been working a week, I'm shot Yeah I've been working a week for what? Just living for the weekend Ah shit! So my clothes are all counterfeit So my name isn't on the list 'No you can't come in, so go home boys!' Slip round the back look at that There's a crack toilet window Drop to the floor covers us through the door I'm on fire Working all the time Work is such a bind Got some money to spend Living for the weekend When it gets too much I live for the rush Got some money to spend Living for the weekend Can you feel it? Feel the pressure... rising Pushing down on me, oh lord! Pressure, pressure, pressure pressure pressure Feel the pressure Pressure, pressure, pressure pressure pressure Living for the weekend [x8] Going out tonight, going out tonight Baby you and I are going out tonight [repeat x4]



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Nelly - Hot In Here (Official Music Video 720p HD) + Lyrics

Hot In Here by Nelly; one of his best song Lyrics: Hot in..... So hot in herre..... So hot in..... (Nelly) I was like, good gracious ass bodacious Flirtatcious, tryin to show faces Lookin for the right time to shoot my steam (you know) Lookin for the right time to flash them G's Then um I'm leavin, please believin Me and the rest of my heathens Check it, got it locked at the top of the four seasons Penthouse, roof top, birds I feedin No deceivin, nothin up my sleeve, no teasin I need you to get up up on the dance floor Give that man what he askin for Cuz I feel like bustin loose and I feel like touchin you And cant nobody stop the juice so baby tell me whats the use (Hook x2) (I said) Its gettin hot in here (so hot) So take off all your clothes I am gettin so hot, I wanna take my clothes off (Nelly) Why you at the bar if you aint poppin the bottles What good is all the fame if you aint fuckin the models I see you drivin, sportscar, aint hittin the throttle And I be down, and do a hundred, top down and goggles Get off the freeway, exit 106 and parked it Ash tray, flip gate, time to spark it Gucci collar for dollar, got out and walked it I spit game cuz baby I cant talk it Warm, sweatin its hot up in this joint VOKAL tanktop, all on at this point Your with a winner so baby you cant loose I got secrets cant leave Cancun So take it off like your home alone You know dance in front your mirror while your on the phone Checkin your reflection and tellin your best friend, like ...



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Mario - Ooh Baby w/ Lyrics

Ooh Baby by Mario Album: DNA Comment, Rate, and Subscribe. Also check out my other videos! Happy Halloween! "09" (Lyrics on the screen) If anyone wants it in the box here too. Comment and let me know!



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Hollywood Whore By Papa Roach Lyrics

Hollywood Whore By Papa Roach with lyrics i hope you guys enjoy comment if you guys like it



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SHAKIRA LYRICS for Hips Don't Lie (onscreen text)

hotbreak.info - GET A RINGTONE WITH THIS SONG and an unlimited access to the full pack of ringtones, wallpapers, posters and others. Also available ringtones for others hits of SHAKIRA such as Whenever Whenever, Objection, Don't Bother, Illegal, Underneath Your Clothes, and many many more.



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Ilahi Teri Chokhat Per Bhikari Ban Ker Aya Hoon by junaid jamshed -- with lyrics and translation

Lyrics- Zahir ki ankh se na tamasha kare koi, Ho dekhna to deeda-e-dil wah kare koi, Parh bethay kiya samajh ker bhala toor per kaleem Takkat ho deed ki to taqaza kare koi Ilahi teri chokhat per bhikari ban ker aya hoon, Sarapa faqr hoon, ijz-o-nadamat saath laya hoon, Bhikari woh ke jis ke paas jholi hai na payala hai, Bhikari woh jisey hiras-o-hawas nay maar dala hai, Mata-e-deen-o-danish, nafs ke hathon se lutwa ker. Sakoon-e-qalb ki daulat hawas ki bhent charha ker, Lutta ker sari poonji ghaflat-o-issyan ki daldal mein, Sahara lene aya hoon tere kaabay ke aanchal mein, Gunahon ki lipatt sey, kaynat-e-qalb afsurda, Iraaday muzmehehal, himmat shikasta hoslay murda, Kahan say laoon takat dil ki sachi tarjumani ki, Ke kis jhanjhal mein guzri hein ghariyan zindagani ki. Khulasa yeh ke bus jull bhun ker apni roo-sayahi sey, Sarapa faqr ban ker apni haalat ki tabahi sey, Tere darbar mein laya hoon apni ab zaboon-haali, Teri chokhat ke laeq har amal se hath hein khali, Yeh Tera ghar hai ye Tere mehr ka darbar hai Maula Sarapa noor hai, ik mohbat-e-anwaar hai Mola. Teri chokhat ke jo adab hein, main unn se khali hoon, Nahi jis ko saleeqa manganey ka, woh sawali hoon Zuban ghalt-e-nadamat dil ki nakas tarjumani per, Khudaya reham meri iss zaban-e-ijz-zabani per, Ye ankhein khushk hein, Ya Rabb inhein rona nahi aata, Sulagtay daagh hein dil mein jinhein dhona nahi aata. Ilahi teri chokhat per bhikari ban kay aaya hoon, Sarapa faqr hoon, ijz-o-nadamat saath laya hoon, Sarapa faqr ...



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Gang Starr- Ex Girl To The Next Girl (W/ Lyrics)

You know I used to be a player, fly girl layer and a heartbreaker, Lovemaker, backbreaker but then I made a Mistake yes I fell in love with this ill chick Sweatin' me for money, my name and the dilsnick My homeboys told me to drop her for it would be to my benefit She used to say I'd better quit hanging with those derelects Romancing is my thing but I can't swing with no scheming hoes Wherever my beema goes you know that I'm driving Surviving in the 90's is a must so I trust That everyone listen up as my vocals give thrust I bust my rhymes first never chasing a skirt Do much work while other suckas need more time to rehearse Now back to the ex-girls, ex-lovers, ex-friends It made me mad to find that she was only after my ends She phones me and goes on about her new life now I wish she knew right now I think she's busted let's discuss it When I was with her no trust, just fights Just the he-say-she-say and the neighborhood highlights Bow I got my new girl or as I say my baby doll But I'm still gettin' crazy calls, my ex-girl's got balls Don't wanna play the field 'cause I get lovin' at home base Don't gimme no long face just exit with a grace You and I are the past, c'est la vie, much respect girl But now you're my ex-girl 'cause I'm on with the next girl Chorus Next <'cause girls look so good> Verse two She had much loot liked to buy me fresh-dipped gear Liked to have me near 'cause of my svoir faire The time we shared was brief 'cause I needed relief From her high ...



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Chris Brown Ft Tyga- Make Love + Lyrics In Description

Go Cop Their Mixtape "Fan Of A Fan" NOW: www.datpiff.com (Lyrics) Chris Brown Verse: Lil Mama, What You Doing Wassup (Love, Love) Cause I Aint Gotta Work This Weekend Lets Get Up (Up Up) And I Just Wanna Dance And Play A Lil Bit And Baby Im The Man, And Shawty You The Shit Think About It, We Can Do Something Nasty Well I Got My Energy Up All In The Club With The Lights Down Low And I Got You, Tipsy And You All Up On Me Pulling On My Clothes I Aint Finish My Drink, But I Want Some More Girl Get Your Purse, Let Me Grab My Coat Got My Keys, So Now We Can Roll Back To The Crib Chorus: I Wanna Make Love To My Baby Do It All Day, And We Can Do It All Night Long (Shawty) I Wanna Make Love To My Baby Have It Your Way, But I Like It With the Lights On Imma Make Love To My Baby Girl, Get On Top Of Me And Imma Let You Take It Off Tonight, Is Your Night, Baby So Imma Love You Down Tyga Verse: All I Think About, When She's Not Around If I Get To See Her, Im Going Take Her Down Pull Your Tights Down, Throw Em On The Couch Like (???) Say, Put It In Your Mouth Take Your Top Off, Aint Nobody Around Run Around Butt Naked, This Is My House All These Thoughts In My Mind, I Gotta Get Em Out Trying, But I Cant Figure How Remember High School I Used To Skip Class Just To Sex You Home Room Was the Only Place I Could Call You Now Its Like Every Time I Call, Never Get Thru All That Bullshxt That We Been Thru, Damn I Miss You Its Like You Kicked A Nxgga Out, Moved On To the Next One I Hope Maybe We ...



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Rihanna Feat. TI. Live Your LiFe + Lyrics!

Rihanna): You're gonna be a shining star, fancy clothes, fancy car-ars. And then you'll see, you're gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, who you are-are. So live your life, ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. Ain't got no time for no haters. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. No telling where it'll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. Cause I'm a paper chaser. Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) (TI): Nevermind what haters say, ignore em 'til they fade away. Amazing they ungreatful after all the game I gave away. Safe to say I paid the way, for you cats to get paid today. You'd still be wasting days away, now had I never saved the day. Consider them my protégé, homage I think they should pay. Instead of being gracious, they violate in a major way. I never been a hater still I love them in a crazy way. Some say they sold yah and no they couldn't even work on Labor day. It aint that they black or white, their hands in areas the shades of grey. I'm West side anyway, even if I left today and stayed away. Some move away to make a way not move away cause they afraid. I brought back to the hood and all you ever did was take away. I pray for patience but they make me want to melt their face away. Like I once made them spray, now I could make em put the k's away. Been thuggin' all my life, can't say I don't deserve to take a break ...



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Issues - The Saturdays [Lyrics]

Lyrics: Ohhh Yeah Sometimes I Feel like Im going out of My mind, Boy the way you do me is a damn crime, But then you smile at me and its all right, With you there aint nothin' in between, Every time that I walk out the door, Tell myself I can't take it no more, Theres a part of me won't let you go Keep saying yes when my minds saying no, Chorus: Me and my heart we got issues, Dont know if I should hate you or miss you, Damn, I wish that I could resist you, Can't decide if I should leave you or kiss you. Me and my heart we got issues, issues, issues. We got issues, issues, issues. Its so wrong, boy you leave me hangin' for so long, You empty out my love until its all gone, You change the words but still it's the same song, Im tired of the melody. Change my number and throw out your clothes, But my feelings for you, it still shows, I keep building the walls round my heart, But then I see you, and it all falls apart... Chorus: Me and my heart we got issues, Dont know if I should hate you or miss you, Damn, I wish that I could resist you, Can't decide if I should leave you or kiss you. Me and my heart we got issues, issues, issues. We got issues, issues, issues. Why fight it, cant hide it Truth is I think I like it, Confusion, illusion Still I dont know which way to go. Chorus: (x2) Me and my heart we got issues, Dont know if I should hate you or miss you, Damn, I wish that I could resist you, Can't decide if I should leave you or kiss you. Me and my heart we got issues ...



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