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______________________________Girlfriend______________________________________________
[Chorus]
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend

Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
No it’s not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend

[Verse 1]
You’re so fine
I want you mine
You’re so delicious
I think about ya all the time
You’re so addictive
Don’t you know what I could do to make you feel alright?
Don’t pretend I think you know I’m damn precious
And Hell Yeah
I’m the motherfucking princess
I can tell you like me too and you know I’m right

[Bridge]
She’s like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that’s what everyone’s talking about!

[Chorus]
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend

Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
No it’s not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend

[Verse 2]
I can see the way, I see the way you look at me
And even when you look away I know you think of me
I know you talk about me all the time again and again
So come over here, tell me what I want to hear
Better yet make your girlfriend disappear
I don’t want to hear you say her name ever again
(And again and again and again!)

[Bridge]
She’s like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that’s what everyone’s talking about!

[Chorus]
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! No way!
I think you need a new one
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I could be your girlfriend

Hey! Hey! You! You!
I know that you like me
No way! No way!
No it’s not a secret
Hey! Hey! You! You!
I want to be your girlfriend

In a second you’ll be wrapped around my finger
Cause I can, cause I can do it better
There’s no other
So when's it gonna sink in?
She’s so stupid
What the hell were you thinking?!
[repeat]

[Chorus (repeat)]

_________________________________________________________________________________
                                                     Fly High
__________________________________________________________________________________
I wear a mean dark pair of shades 
Aint you cant see my eyes unless my head is bent , you dig 

We fly high, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!) 
Foreign rides, outside, its like showbiz (We in the building) 
(Girl) 
We stay fly, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!) 
Hips and Thighs, Oh my, Stay focus 

Ya boy gettin paper (Money), I buy big cars (Foreign) 
I need fly rides to drive in my garage (Choose 1) 
Stay sky high (Twisted), Fly wit the stars (Twinkle ,Twinkle) 
T 4 ? Flights , 80 grand large (BALLIN!) 
So we lean with it, pop with it (Bankhead) 
'Vertible jones, mean with the top listen (Flossin) 
I'm sayin clean with the bottom ?(Do It) 
I Hop'd out saggy jeans and my rock glistenin(BALLIN!) 
But I spent bout 8 grand 
Mami on stage doin the rain dance (I think she like me) 
She let it hit the floor, made it pop (What Else !?) 
Got my pedal to the floor screamin fuck the cops(Do It!) 

We fly high, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!) 
Foreign rides, outside, its like showbiz 

We fly high, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!) 
Hips and Thighs, Oh my, Stay focus 

Slow Down, Tonight may be gone tommorow (One Chance!) 
So I speed thu life like theres no tommorow (Speedin!) 
100 g's worth of ice on the Auto? (Flossy) 
And we in the street life until they call the law(BALLIN!) 
I made the whip get naked (What Happen !?) 
While I switch gears, Bitch lookin at the bracelet (Got Em) 
Step out, show me what your all about 
Flashbacks of last night of me ballin out (Harlem!) 
1 a.m. we was at the club (What Happen !?) 
2 a.m. Ten bottles of bub (Money ain't a thing) 
And about 3 somethin I was thinkin about grub 
[ these lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
So I stumbled to the car, threw the drinks and the drugs (Twisted) 

We fly high, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!) 
Foreign rides, outside, its like showbiz 

We stay fly, No Lie ,You know this 
Hips and Thighs, Oh my, Stay focus 

Nigga could you buy that 
I keep 20 in the pocket (Light Change) 
Talk a buck 80 If the bentley is the topic (That grey poupon) 
But of course gotta fly ...? (Where?) 
To the hood to roll dice on the side of the curb 
But I know a G Bent' may sound obsurd (Get Your Money Up) 
Drive 80 up Lennox cause I got an urge (Speedin) 
The rap game like the crack game 
Lifestyles, rich and famous livin in the fast lane (BALLIN!) 
So when I bleep shorty bleep back 
Lou Vutton Belt where im keep all the heat strapped 
I beat the trial over rucker (Lets Do It) 
All guns loaded in the back motherfucker (Dipset) 

We fly high, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!) 
Foreign rides, outside, its like showbiz (We in the building) 2x 

We stay fly, No Lie ,You know this (BALLIN!) 
Hips and Thighs, Oh my, Stay focus 

You niggas need to stay focus 
When your dealin with a motherfuckin G 
You know my name, Jones, One Eye, Capo Status 
Only above motherfucka 
This Dipset ByrdGang We Born To Fly 
Ya'll know the rules fall back or fall back 
Someone tell my bitch summer I'm lookin for her 
Ya dig, Another day another dollar 
Fast life fucker

_________________________________________________________________________________
                                                                   My Humps
_________________________________________________________________________________
"My Humps"

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ices.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and NaDonna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin' fly
Brother I ain't askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating.

My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love),
My hump, my hump, my hump (love),
My humps they got you,

She's got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I'm really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can't touch it,
If you touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don't want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy,
You ain't my man, boy,
I'm just tryn'a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
In the back and in the front (lumps)
My lovin' got you,

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.

(A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha) [x4]

She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.

____________________________________________________________________________________
                                                            Glamours
___________________________________________________________________________________
If you ain..t got no money take yo.. broke ass home
You say:
If you ain..t got no money take yo.. broke ass home

G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S

B-SECTION
We flying first class
Up in the sky
Poppin.. champagne 
Livin.. my life
In the fast lane 
And I won..t change
For the glamorous
Ooh the flossy, flossy

CHORUS
The glamorous 
The glamorous glamorous ( The glamorous life)
For the glamorous
Ooh flossy, flossy (the flossy flossy)
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous ( The glamorous life)
For the glamorous 
Ooh the flossy, flossy 

VERSE 1
Wear them gold and diamond rings 
All them things don..t mean a thing
Chaperones and limousines 
Shopping for expensive things 
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and bougie scenes 
I..m not clean, I..m not pristine
I..m no queen, I..m no machine
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive-through, raw as Hell
I don..t care, I..m still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after the Grammys
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin.., reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang 
And now I..m..

B-SECTION
First class
Up in the sky
Poppin.. champagne 
Livin.. the life
In the fast lane 
And I won..t change
For the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy

CHORUS
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous ( The glamorous life)
For the glamorous
Ooh flossy, flossy (the flossy flossy)
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous ( The glamorous life)
For the glamorous 
[ these lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
Ooh, the flossy, flossy 

(Ludacris)
IM talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothing but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue what to do with us
I..ve got enough money in the bank for the two of us
Brother gotta keep enough lettuce
To support your shoe fetish 
Lifestyles so rich and famous
Robin Leach will get jealous 
Half a million for the stones
Takin trips from here to Rome
So if you ain..t got no money, take yo.. broke ass home 

G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S

B-SECTION
We flying first class
Up in the sky
Poppin.. champagne 
Livin.. the life
In the fast lane 
And I won..t change
For the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy

CHORUS
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous ( The glamorous life)
For the glamorous
Ooh flossy, flossy (the flossy flossy)

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