Gold Digger

[Jamie Foxx]

She take my money, when I'm in need

Yea she's a trifflin friend indeed

Oh she's a gold digga way over town

That dig's on me

[Chorus:]

(She steal me money)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

(She steal me money)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

get down girl gon' head get down (on your knees)

get down girl gon' head get down (on your knees)

get down girl gon' head get down (on your knees)

get down girl gon' head

[Verse 1:]

Cutie the bomb

Met her at a beauty salon

With a baby louis vuitton

Under her underarm

She said I can tell you ROC

I can tell by ya charm

Far as girls you got a flock

I can tell by ya charm and ya arm

but I'm lookin for the one

have you seen her

My psychic told me she have a ass like Serena

Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids

An i gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz

Ok get ya kids but then they got their friends

I Pulled up in the Benz, they all got up In

We all went to Den and then I had to pay

If you fuckin with this girl then you betta be payed

You know why

It take too much to touch her

From what I heard she got a baby by Busta

My best friend say she use to fuck wit Usher

I dont care what none of yall say I still love her

[Chorus:]

(She steal me money)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

(She steal me money)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

get down girl gon' head get down (on your knees)

get down girl gon' head get down (on your knees)

get down girl gon' head get down (on your knees)

get down girl gon' head

[Verse 2:]

18 years, 18 years

She got one of yo kids got you for 18 years

I know somebody payin child support for one of his kids

His baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his

You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday

Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai

She was spose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money

She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money

She walkin around lookin like Michael with ya money

Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya moneeey

If you aint no punk holla We Want 'Prenup'

WE WANT 'prenup'!, Yeaah

It's something that you need to have

Cause when she leave yo ass she gone leave with half

18 years, 18 years

And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his

[Chorus:]

(She steal me money)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm Need)

But she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

(She steal me money)

Now I aint sayin she a gold digger (When I'm need)

but she aint messin wit no broke niggaz

get down girl gon' head get down (on your knees)

get down girl gon' head get down (on your knees)

get down girl gon' head get down (on your knees)

get down girl gon' head

[Verse 3:]

Now I aint sayin you a gold digger you got needs

You dont want ya dude to smoke but he can't buy weed

You got out to eat and he cant pay yall cant leave

There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves

But why yall washin watch him

He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datson

He got that ambition baby look in his eyes

This week he moppin floorz next week it's the fries

So, stick by his side

I know his dude's ballin but yea thats nice

And they gone keep callin and tryin

But you stay right girl

But when you get on he leave yo ass for a white girl

Get down girl gon' head get down

Get down girl gon' head get down

get down girl gon' head get down

get down girl gon' head

(lemme hear dat bak)

Wonderful

[R KELLY]

Oh oh oh oh ohhhhh

Oh oh oh oh (x4)

[chorus]

[R KELLY (ASHANTI)]

If it wasn't for the money, cars and movie stars, jewels

and all these things I got

I wonder, hey

Would you still want me (Want you)

Would you still be calling me (Still calling you)

would you be loving me? (I'll be loving you)

[JA RULE]

Wanna keep you flawed with no dough

Pimpin ain't easy

Trust me I know

When gangstas and hos

Go go go go go go together

Lke chinchilla and bad weather

I'm good but been better

All my bros, chedda and glamorous things

Copped a few cars

A crib with a east and west wing

Cuz this is how i'm livin and yall women know the secrets

Of how to get it and keep it

How to prey on my weakness

It's the power of the p-u-s-s-y

Got a lotta niggaz wonderin it ain't just i

Gotta keep ya cash comin and that's on my life

If it wasn't for the money and the things I got

Shit, she probably wouldn't like me

But I keep her and irv and jeffrey quite icy

Sip seraphin

Who doesn't like me

And the murderous I-n-c

[Chorus]

[R KELLY]

How many girls does it take to get to

Mack status

Player status

Pimps that get

Ya boy half rich fore we hit show biz

But show biz brought next level chicks

Pull them in them hot cars go and buy the whole bar nigga

I came from the dirt what you want me to say

Im at the top of the world and lifes a pussy buffet

And that's why I get m-i-a

Shut the game down so the bustas cant play

Hell yeah I splurge money

Hell yeah I act funny

Look at you like fuck you

All the shit I been thru

It's a wonder why im still here

Said I was gone but im still here

And all you bitches that left me here

Its mighty strange how you right back here

[Chorus]

[JA RULE]

I wonder why love is about money

And why wou wanna take it all from me

Honey

My life is dark but its lovely

Crimes cars cribs aint that right kelly?

(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)

Yall bitches don't know

Money aint a thang

Mami need a lil change

Girl im pitchin quarters

Closest to the arches but live in a fortress

New benzes new porsches

New cases new lawyers

im becoming the infamous notorious rule

Niggaz couldn't walk a mile in my shoes

Niggaz don't possess the heart that I do

And it's a wonder that im still here

Thought I was gone but im still here

And all you bitches that left me here

Its kinda funny how you right back there

[chorus]

[R KELLY]

Oh oh oh oh ohhhhh

Oh oh oh oh (fades out)

X15

The Riddle (You and I)

There was a man back in '95

Whose heart ran out of summers 

But before he died, I asked him 

Wait, what's the sense in life

Come over me, Come over me 

He said, 

Son why you got to sing that tune 

Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon

Let an angel swing and make you swoon

Then you will see... You will see.

Then he said, 

Here's a riddle for yah

Find the Answer

There's a reason for the world

You and I...

Picked up my kid from school today 

Did you learn anything cause in the world today

You can't live in a castle far away

Now talk to me, come talk to me

He said, 

Dad I'm big but we're smaller than small

In the scheme of things, well we're nothing at all

Still every mother's child sings a lonely song

So play with me, come play with me

And Hey Dad

Here's a riddle for yah

Find the Answer

There's a reason for the world

You and I... 

I said, 

Son for all I've told yah

When you get right down to the

Reason for the world...

Who am I?

There are secrets that we still have left to find

There have been mysteries from the beginning of time

There are answers we're not wise enough to see 

He said... You looking for a clue I Love You free... 

The batter swings and the summer flies

As I look into my angel's eyes

A song plays on while the moon is high over me

Something comes over me 

I guess we're big and I guess we're small

If you think about it man you know we got it all

Cause we're all we got on this bouncing ball

And I love you free

I love you freely 

Here's a riddle for yah

Find the Answer

There's a reason for the world

You and I...

100 Years

I’m 15 for a moment

 Caught in between 10 and 20

 And I’m just dreaming

 Counting the ways to where you are

 I’m 22 for a moment

 And she feels better than ever

 And we’re on fire

 Making our way back from Mars

 15 there's still time for you

 Time to buy and time to lose

 15 there’s never a wish better than this

 When you've only got 100 years to live...

 I’m 33 for a moment

 I'm still “the man,” but you see I’m a “they”

 A kid on the way, babe

 A family on my mind

 I’m 45 for a moment

 The sea is high

 And I’m heading into a crisis

 Chasing the years of my life

 15 there's still time for you

 Time to buy and time to lose yourself

 Within a morning star

 15 I’m alright with you

 15 there’s never a wish better than this

 When you've only got a 100 years to live...

 Halftime goes by

 Suddenly you’re wise

 Another blink of an eye

 67 is gone

 The sun is getting high

 We’re moving on...

 I’m 99 for a moment

 I’m dying for just another moment

 And I’m just dreaming

 Counting the ways to where you are

 15 there's still time for you

 22 I feel her too

 33 you're on your way

 Every day's a new day...ooooo...

 15 there’s still time for you

 Time to buy and time to choose

 Hey 15 there’s never a wish better than this

 When you've only got 100 years to live...

Get It Poppin'

Crack, yeah, Scott Storch y'all

Dirty, Crack, c'mon

It's two up in the mornin' girl

And the DJ playin' that song

Now what'chu gon' do?

(Gonna get get get it poppin' boy)

Now what'chu gon' do?

  (Gonna get get get it poppin')

I said, it's two up in the mornin' girl

And the DJ playin' that song

Now what'chu gon' do?

(Gonna get get get it poppin' boy)

Now what'chu gon' do?

  (Gonna get get get it poppin')

I got that black no limit American Express card

Mami you can get whatever you like

Plus I got that all-black Phantom, it's tinted on four sides

Go 'head kiss it, they can't see us inside

Mami tell me do you like it, I know you like it

It's written all over your face don't fight it

You like it, more than I like it

So put it all over your face don't bite it

From rags to riches, club packed with bitches

Had to bag them digits, her head game was vicious

And we can get it poppin' in the bathroom

Don't be selfish ma, go ahead and pass it to him

Then we can all f**k

It's like a million on my neck, got all of these bitches all awestruck

We pissy drunk off of Seraphim

I'm up in V.I.P. and these bitches are screamin', let me in

It's two up in the mornin' girl

And the DJ playin' that song

Now what'chu gon' do?

(Gonna get get get it poppin' boy)

Now what'chu gon' do?

  (Gonna get get get it poppin')

It's two up in the mornin' now

And I'm tryin' to go home wit'chu

Now what'chu gon' do?

(Gonna get get get it poppin' boy)

Now what'chu gon' do?

  (Gonna get get get it poppin')

Get it poppin', go 'head and drop it

It's written all over your face, don't stop it

Just drop it, more like it's hot miss

Kick in the do' with the fo-fo messin' with Joe

Now this chick got an ass so fat in fact I

Put a drink on it and I came right back

She would never talk to a lame like that

In my ear screamin', how you got a name like Crack

Crack, similar to Mike Jones

Say my name enough, then I'm takin' you home

You know I walk with I talk with

I sleep with the chrome, one squeeze and you're gone

What I look like, not takin' at least

Three to six women out the club with me

Now we back to the f**k pad, call it the f**k pad

'Cause all these bitches f**kin' with me, talk to 'em dirty

It's two up in the mornin' girl

And the DJ playin' that song

Now what'chu gon' do?

(Gonna get get get it poppin' boy)

Now what'chu gon' do?

  (Gonna get get get it poppin')

Well it's two up in the mornin' and

Them niggaz try'n hate on your crew

Nigga, what'chu gon' do?

(I'ma get get get it poppin' boy)

Yeah, what'chu gon' do?

  (I'ma get get get it poppin')

Now when them doors swing open with that awkward motion

What'chu call it, suicide, it's a suicide

And if them niggaz talk shit 'cause they drunk off that potion

They commitin', suicide, it's a suicide

Let's get it poppin' my niggaz, cook, yo

I got a shotty my niggaz, oh, Lord

I feel sorry for your mudda f**ker, give a f**k what you say

Spin your head back, promote you on a videotape

It's two up in the mornin' girl

And the DJ playin' that song

Now what'chu gon' do?

(I'ma get get get it poppin')

Now what'chu gon' do?

  (I'ma get get get it poppin')

It's four up in the mornin' now

And I'm tryin' to go home wit'chu

Girl, what'chu gon' do?

(I'ma get get get it poppin')

What'chu gon' do?

  (I'ma get get get it poppin')

C'mon, yeah, it's Crack, what'chu gon' do?

Cafe [Incomprehensible], all my people in there partyin'

All the party people across the world

Ladies, "Things of that Nature"

Mockingbird

[ Intro ]

Yeah

I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now

But hey, what daddy always tell you?

Straighten up little soldier

Stiffen up that upper lip

What you cryin' about?

You got me.

[ Verse 1 ]

Hailie, I know u miss ur mom

And I know u miss ur dad when I’m gone

But I’m tryin' to give u the life that I never had

I can see your sad

Even when you smile

Even when you laugh

I can see it in ur eyes

Deep inside you wanna cry

Cuz you're scared

I ain’t there,

Daddy’s with you in your prayers

No more cryin'

Wipe them tears

Daddy’s here

No more nightmares

We gonna pull together through it

We gonna do it

Lainie's uncle’s crazy ain’t he,yeah

But he loves you girl and you better know it

We’re all we got in this world

When it spins

When it swirls

When it whirls

When it twirls

Two little beautiful girls  

Lookin' puzzled, in a daze

I know it’s confusing you

Daddy’s always on the move

Mama’s always on the news

I try to keep you sheltered from it

But somehow it seems, the harder that I try to do that

The more it backfires on me

All the things, growin' up

As daddy, daddy had to see

Daddy don’t want you to see

But you see just as much as he did 

We did not plan it to be this way,

Your mother and me

But things have got so bad between us

I don’t see us ever being

Together ever again

Like we used to be like when we was teenagers

But then of course

Everything always happen for a reason

I guess it was never meant to be

But it’s just something

We have no control over

And that’s what destiny is

But no more worries

Rest ur head and go to sleep

Maybe one day we’ll wake up

And this will all just be a dream

[ Chorus ]

Now hush little baby don’t u cry

Everything's gonna be all right

Stiffin' that upper lip up little lady I told ya 

Daddy’s here to hold ya through the night

I know mommy’s not here right now and we don’t know why

We fear how we feel inside, it may seem a little crazy

Pretty baby but I promise, Mama’s gon' be alright

[ Verse two ]

It’s funny,

I remember back one year when daddy had no money

Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up

And stuck 'em under the tree

And said some of 'em were from me,

Cuz daddy couldn’t buy ‘em

I’ll never forget that Christmas

I sat up the whole night crying

cuz daddy felt like a bum,

See daddy had a job But his job 

Was to keep the food on the table for you and mom

And at the time every house that we lived in

Either kept getting broken into and robbed or shot up on the block

And your mom, was saving money for you in a jar 

Tryna to start a piggy bank for you

So you could go to college

Almost had a thousand dollars

Till someone broke in and stole it

And I know it hurt so bad it broke your mamma’s heart

And it seemed like everything was just starting to fall apart

Mom and dad was arguing a lot

So mama moved back on to Chalmers in a flat

One bedroom apartment

And dad moved back to the other side of 8 mile on Novara

And that’s when daddy went to California with his CD

And met Dr. Dre and flew you and Mama out to see me,

But daddy had to work, you and mama had to leave me,

Then you started seeing daddy on the TV

And mama didn’t like it

And you and Lainnie were too young to understand 

Papa was a rollin stone, mama developed a habit

And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it

I’m just sorry you were there and had to witness it firsthand

Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud

Now I’m sittin’ in this empty house, 

Just reminiscing Looking at your baby pictures it just tricks me out

To see how much you both have grown it’s almost like you're sisters now

Wow, guess you pretty much are and daddy’s still here

Lainnie I’m talking to you too daddy’s still here

I like the sound of that, yeah

It’s got a ring to it don’t it

Shhh, mama’s only gone for the moment

[ Chorus ]

Now hush little baby don’t you cry

Everythings gonna be all right

Stiffin' that upper lip up little lady I told ya 

Daddy’s here to hold ya through the night

I know mommy’s not here right now and we don’t know why

We fear how we feel inside, it may seem a little crazy 

Pretty baby but I promise, mama’s gon' be alright

[ End chorus]

And if you ask me to, daddy’s gonna buy you a mocking bird

Ima' give you the world, Ima' buy a diamond ring for you,

Ima sing for you, I’ll do anything for u to see u smile

And if that Mocking Bird don’t sing and that ring don’t shine

I’ma break that birdie’s neck, I’ll go back to the Jeweler 

Who sold it to ya

And make him eat every carat

Don’t fuck with dad.

haha

The Real Slim Shady

Eminem as nurse:

May I have your attention please?

May I have your attention please?

Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?

I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?

We're gonna have a problem here..

Y'all act like you never seen a white person before

Jaws all on the floor like Pam and Tommy just burst in the door

And started whoopin' her ass worse than before

They first were divorce, throwin' her over furniture (Ahh!)

It's the return of the... Ah, wait, no way, you're kidding,

He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?

And Dr. Dre said... nothing you idiots!

Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement! (Ha-ha!)

Feminist women love Eminem {*vocal turntable:

chigga chigga chigga*} Slim Shady, I'm sick of him

Look at him, walkin' around grabbin' his you-know-what

Flippin' the you-know-who,Yeah, but he's so cute though!

Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose

But no worse, than what's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms

Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't

But it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose

My bum is on ya lips, my bum is on ya lips

And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss

And that's the message that we deliver to little kids

And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is

Of course they gonna know what intercourse is

By the time they hit fourth grade

They got the Discovery Channel don't they?

We ain't nothin' but mammals.. Well, some of us cannibals

Who cut other people open like cantaloupes {*SLURP*}

But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes

Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope

{*EWWW!*} But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote

Women wave ya pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes

Chorus(2x):

I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady

All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating

So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up,

Please stand up, please stand up?

Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records;

Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too!

You think I give a damn about a Grammy?

Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me

But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?

Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here?

So you can, sit me here next to Britney Spears? Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs

So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst

And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first

Little bitch put me on blast on MTV

Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee!

I should download her audio on MP3

And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD {*AHHH!*}

I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me

So I have been sent here to destroy you {*bzzzt*}

And there's a million of us just like me

Who cuss like me; who JUST DON'T GIVE A FUCK like me

Who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me

And just might be the next best thing but not quite me!

Chorus

I'm like a head trip to listen to, cause I'm only givin' you

Things you joke about wit ya friends inside your livin' room

The only difference is I got the balls to say it

In front of y'all and I don't gotta be false or sugarcoated at all

I just get on the mike and spit it

And whether you like to admit it {*ERR*} I just shittin'

Betta than ninety percent of you rappers out can

Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like valiums

It's funny; cause at the rate I'm goin' when I'm thirty

I'll be the only person in the nursin' home flirting

Pinchin' nurses asses when I'm jackin' off with Jergens

And I'm jerkin' but this whole bag of Viagra isn't workin'

And every single person is a Slim Shady lurkin'

He could be workin' at Burger King, spittin' on your onion rings

{*HACH*} Or in the parkin' lot, circlin'

Screamin', I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!

Wit his windows down and his system up

So, will the real Shady please stand up?

And put one of those fingers on each hand up?

And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control

And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

Chorus (4x)

Ha ha

Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us

Fuck it, let's all stand up