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[MasterKi]

5o cent- In Da Club


Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shorty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's yo birthday
'Cause you know we don't give a flip
It's not your birthday!


You can find me in the club, bottle full of bud
Mama, I got that X, if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed


When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I flip with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna flip
but homie ain't nothing change ho's down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that homie roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood, in L.A. they saying "50 you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
but holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go


My flow, my showbrought me the dough
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels
Look homie i done came up and i ain't change.


And you should love it, way more then you hate it
homie you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that ###got ass homie trying to pull me back right?
When my junk get to pumpin in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfliper burn
If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up
If the niggas hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
You know where we fliping be



Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either homie
In the club all the time homie, its about to pop off homie
G-Unit



Edited By MasterKi on Aug. 17 2004 at 12:06

[Angel-Eyes]

U cant touch this
My, my, my, my
Music htis me so hard
Make me cry: Oh, my Lord!
Thank you for blessing
Me with a mind
And two hyped feet
It feels god when I know youre down
A superdape home boy from the Oak-town
And Im known as such
And this is a beat ah

U cant touch this
I told U home boy
U cant touch this
Yeah, thats how were livin and U know
U cant touch this
Look in my eyes, man
U cant touch this
Here, let me bust the funky lyrics
U cant touch this

Break it down
Fresh new kicks and pants
U got it like that now
U know U wanna dance
So, move out of your seat
And get a fly girl
And catch this beat
While its rollin
Hold on, pump a little bit
And let them know
Its going on like that
Like that cold on a mission
So fall on back
Let em know that youre too much
And this is a beat
U cant touch this


Give me a song, or rhythm
Makin em sweat
Thats what Im giving em
Now they know
U talk about the Hammer
Youre talking
A show thats hyped
And tight singers
And sweating
So pass them a wipe
Or a tape to learn
What it is going to take
In the 90s
To burn the charts
Legit
Either work hard
Or U might as well quit

[J-Kw]

Ay world, dis Streets 101
I'm finna give you a head for pound of J-Kwon
And a quarter burn of Track Boy Music

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Now on mah life dirty, I'm livin dirty
And I'ma keep it dirty until I'm gone dirty
So where ya at dirty? where ya at dirty?
Where dey at dirty? Where dey at dirty?

This the new improved hoop hop
I make err muthaflipa in this bitch, do the walk
Dirty run his mouth til the album drop
(Why's that?) Trak Boy beats like a free bricker Caine on the block
I'm 17 name ain't the same on the block
And peter knock the homie out his frame on the block
And he'll come through and let it rain on the block
And all dey gots to say is its a shame on the block
I'm hot homeboy, ever get it twisted
Numbaz unlisted stayed in third district, for real
I'm ready to get naughty, best of bouf worl's so Hey Shawty
Show me the party, and I'll show you the coke
I can show you mah dick you can show me ya throat
If a homie trip trip, den we can show him the '4
If a homie run up to you we can show him some mo'

Now on mah life dirty, I'm livin dirty
And I'ma keep it dirty until I'm gone dirty
So where ya at dirty? where ya at dirty?
Where dey at dirty? Where dey at dirty?

Now I wish a homie would run up like dat
Man i put dat on the hood I'ma strike back
And homie talk poop but i don'like dat
Sayin all like Gee but I ain't write dat
And maybe mamma's man ain't about poop
Basically what i'm sayin dude flip-a-bitch
And if I had two i'd touch-a-bitch
In the same breath, turn around and touch a clit
And homie if i said it, den I flipin meant it
And homie if it's rented i ain't flipin in it
Track boys gimme money so I flipin spend it
Ya'll rollin spreewell but not the authentics
And flip your flipin '4 and your roof clown
I got poop that'll turn your flipin coupe round

You ain't hearr' i'm the troop now
By the fact
hook gon' break it down
break it down

Now on mah life dirty, I'm livin dirty
And I'ma keep it dirty until I'm gone dirty
So where ya at dirty? where ya at dirty?
Where dey at dirty? Where dey at dirty?


Dawg It's a mystery, how we drop one single
Left the game now the whole worl' miss me
Freak this bitch like homegirl missy
Like I tell them homie got the whole worl' tipsy
Sick and tired of old g's tryin to gip me
So I put a lump in dis poop like a hicky
All i say is to dem dudes, come get me
Watch a patch of prone cause i' like a gypsy
Funny how I can't loc in public, smoke in public
Girl even choke in public,
Got dough so dat's why i'm so republic
Cause hit the door, i start actin so republic
I had it sent back and like i had a briccamore
So you got snitched on by the cona-whore
Show us or show her ass what dese guns are for
Or let the priest show her mom what dese nuns are for

Now on mah life dirty, I'm livin dirty
And I'ma keep it dirty until I'm gone dirty
So where ya at dirty? where ya at dirty?
Where dey at dirty? Where dey at dirty?

[coolkilla]

This is like my fav song of all time right here everyone was listening to this when it came out..
(Chorus)
bwok bwok,chicken chicken
bwok bwok,chicken head (boy (Chorus)
bwok bwok,chicken chicken (boy please whateva
bwok bwok,chicken head
(x4)

(Project Pat)
bald-head skally-wag
ain't got no hair in da back
gelled up weaved up
yo hair is messed up
need to get bout' a hustle mission
get up on loot run to a beautican
run game until the game is gravy
that don't mean spend cheese fa tha baby
(bwok bwok)on a stalk stalk for a bootleg
(bwok bwok)pretty walk walk givin out head
ain't a thang eat a chicken wang
got some gold teeth
at da club tryin ta shake that thang
tryin ta get piece
chicken chicken always into some dumb poop
shuolda paid ya light bill
you bought a outfit
stay at ya mammy house
and keep a smart mouth
its Project Memphis Tenn represent tha south
so pass tha dro-dro and we gone stay tickin
full of that mo mo holla at a chicken

Repeat Chorus

(Lil Chat)
yeah you like my outfit
don't even fake the deal
i thought you said you had your girl on the light bill

(Project Pat)
always in my face
talkin this and that
girl i had to buy some rims for da Cadilac

(Lil Chat)
you riding clean
but ya gas tank is on E
be steppin out ain't no descent shoes on ya feet

(Project Pat)
thats just the meter broke
youn't know'cha talkin bout
anyway them new Jordans finna came out

(Lil Chat)
hate see ya in a club
ya mobbin wit a mug
know that ya ridin wit ya boy
ya nothing but a scrub

(Project Pat)
but he was with me
that's when you hated
cause when i got up on ya friend ya damn-near fainted

(Lil Chat)
i sho did
in our face drankin on that "yak"
mouth fulla golds but yo ass needs some tic tacs

(Project Pat)
what? you need some gum
breath like some thunder
what you lookin at
i don't want yo phone number
(boy please whateva)

Repeat Chorus

(dj Paul)
now these chicken head hoes see this platinum thick as white gold
see the 20 inch Pirelli's roll
mane thank the vogues
dodgin all my foes
ridin Cady truck wit dvd
a flock of broads follow me
from the club to break they knees
knowin that's all i want
straight out tha club
tha rest ain't smellin right
the last thang on they mind is freshin up
it's goin down tonight
weave in they head
weed in they purse
still crunk
baby seats all across the back wit close in the trunk

(Juciy J)
i been known to hold my own
i been known to ride on chrome
i been known to flip a platinum watch wit the diamond stone
i'm the fool supplyin tha dro
i'm tha fool supplyin tha blow
i'm the playa who got u chickenheads knockin at my do
tellin me that you diggin me
tellin me i'm yo man to be
girlfriend its gone cost a fee
get yo rags and work that streets
pay ya boy and make me rich
so we keep them swisher's lit
pay yo fees we count them g's
cashin it from all you chicks

[Battleaxe22]

[quoteost_uid0="coolkilla"][quoteost_uid0="Battleaxe22"]I never said the battle was great KILLA. I simply said that the lyrics in canibus's song when spat have a sick flow and that the last verse from LL's the ripper strikes back was dangerous.[/quote]
I know but he said post lyrics you like and Im thinking those are your favorite lyrics..Anyway here are some more of mine..

[Dirty Mouth:]
Just like i said get tha flip back, get up on my level
Chack, bread, and chips is all i stack, roll a seven bring it back
Neva crapped out cause my pimpin is too slick for that
but if you thank im jokin then i guess thats yo ass jack
Beat em' down, stomp em' out, you know what im talkin bout
Dirty mouth off in this bitch, Trillville we represent
Any city,any hood, any state its all good
Wish you links to get up on my level but you never could
In tha club, throwin bo's, niggaz scrillin wit they throat
Mean muggin' hard cuz they crunk off of Rainbow
BME is tha clique,North,South,East and West
Get up on my level cause my clique is tha flipin best
[Don Peezy:]
My My benz look at my Ac,Look at my benz look at my Ac
Get on my level hell naw neva that
Get on Get on my level hell naw neva that
My homie chill,let a homie know
Yo clique one, My clique foe
Lookin at my watch, time for ya'll boyz to go
I used to didn't have one but thats when i was broke
Always crunk wit my niggaz, usually
Always drunk wit my niggaz, usually
Thank this poop a joke Mr. D.L Hughley
Pump a homie mouth,?? you feel like losin
Yeaaa, now take that, I knew you wasn't real cause all you do is chit chat
High and drunky drunky can I get my role back
High and drunky drunky can I get my throwback

[Don Peezy:]
My My benz look at my Ac,Look at my benz look at my Ac
Get on my level hell naw neva that
Get on Get on my level hell naw neva that
My homie chill,let a homie know
Yo clique one, My clique foe
Lookin at my watch, time for ya'll boyz to go
I used to didn't have one but thats when i was broke
Always crunk wit my niggaz, usually
Always drunk wit my niggaz, usually
Thank this poop a joke Mr. D.L Hughley
Pump a homie mouth,?? you feel like losin
Yeaaa, now take that, I knew you wasn't real cause all you do is chit chat
High and drunky drunky can I get my role back
High and drunky drunky can I get my throwback

[Twista:]
homie, I got too many stars, too many stripes,too many focus, and too many pipes,
get up in tha club I'ma kill em' in a fight,
hit em' in tha mouth with a left and a right
flip yo boyz, flip yo law,
keep lookin at me I'ma him em' im tha jaw
Mac 11, Stoli Caliburs and SK's in tha trunk fo tha hataz if you really wanna brawl
See yo bitch, smack a bitch up tha thang, now me got to click
bust yo dome in tha back of it, then I ride to the black cadillac and split
If you dont really wanna get tha picture, then i gotta hit you wit real steel
Let it ride the I scream you can't flip wit Twista and Trillville
Cause we got them thangs, got that dust when im in da club girl stroke that butt
Make them shawtys wanna cut, wit tha spinnaz on tha benz, 24's on tha truck
Wood and Leather, you really wanna get ahead a muthaflipaz like me
but im bringin betta chedda
When it comes to outdoing muthaflipaz like me homie you could Neva Eva[/quote]
Sorry, it just happened to be what I was listening to at the time... I'll come back with some pac verses I really like.

[hotsexi_chic]

here's something sexy:


[Ludacris]
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now, give it to me now

[Shawna]
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah (Remix)
Yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down, to the down to the, to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Trina]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but you gotta let me kn-kn-kn-know what's your fantasies

[Trina (Ludacris)]
You know what I need
Somebody that who can come li-li-lick the clit
(Alright)
And a homie who ain't thinking 'bout a Trina LP
And I'll make him go and get my poop
We can go from a fly ass jetta to a Coupe De Ville
Hotel tally ho or the Beverly Hill
A real homie not the run of the mill
To come and spank me and make me shoot to kill
From the kitchen then you can move me
To the jaccuzzi and out the booty
Come and do your duty
Me and fat dick Ludacris making us a movie
butt naked in a bed of cash
Make tough stuff stutter when I shake my ass
Damn she back, I though she a thing of the past
Cause I'm a bad bitch and I'm off the glass (Okay)
Having sex in little jets menage'tois
Getting buck wild no matter where we are
Indie 500 in the back of the car
In a dark ass club on the back of a bar
Never want, never ever wanna leave
Work for me like league over seas
I want a man to fulfill my needs
To keep my body trembling and buckle my knees

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Shawna]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed, down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Shawna]
I wanna do in the canopy
I wanna do it where your girl gon see and get mad at me
I want a homie that'll grab the weave
And turn my eyes Chinese
Tell me baby can you handle me?
I wanna do it all in your mouth
Then I'll pull the ass out
Make you bounce till you pass out
Or we can cut up in the grass
And give the neighbors a flash
Can you tell me who the bad motherfliper now?
Said I wanna take-ta-take-take a homie back to the crib
And I wanna do, do all the things that I never did
Like I up on the top-to-top-top of the projects getting head
Or you can find me in a dro-drop-drop-drop on dubs in the candy red
I like a homie when he face down, mouth wide
Polo down with them blades on the ride
Give me a pound with the case on the side
but it's okay I'm gon break something tonight
Oh see get on your knees
And I'll show you what's my fantasy
Like up in the coupe, coupe
Tell your bitch she ain't gotta be mad at me

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
(Remix, remix)
but I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Foxy Brown]
You gotta li li li lick me from my ass to my clit
Then you gotta su-suck the ##### while I sit on your dick
And I wanna talk some poop while I feel it get stiff
And then ruba-dub on my tits while I nut on your lips homie

I'm a BK bitch, love to ride dick
Ass in his face, cock spread out
homie uptown, homie down south
Same ol' poop, foot's in his mouth
F-O-X call me rough sex
Especially when a bitch get right on the X
Get it, right on X
flip him, check right to the next
Bitches go right, Fox right to the left
homie can't flip, burner on his chest
36 D's, Prada on the breats
Baddest, send him home with na na on his breath
What? How you think a bitch got my rep?
3 Mills, still BK to the death
Still don't give a flip
Still pose naked
Still specialize on sittin' on niggas faces
Pop magnum's by the cases
X5 Benz still spend big faces
Big frown, brown, hold first places
You know what you can do homie?
You can li li li lick me from my ass to my clit
And ruba-dub up on my tits while I nu-nut on your lips, flipa

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Shawna]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Shawna]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Ludacris]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

[Trina]
I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but you gotta let me kn-kn-kn-know what's your fantasies

[coolkilla]

Them was the wrong lyrics I posted of Neva Eva thats the remix here is what I meant to post..

[Hook x2: Trillville (Lil Jon)]
Bitch n!gga you can neva eva, eva eva
Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
Get on my level ho (What!)
Get on my level ho (What!)
Get on my level ho (What!)
Get on my level ho (What!)

[Dirty Mouth]
Get the fu.ck back, get the fu.ck back already
I ain't playin' nann day
Prove a n!gga whatcha say
Meet me anywhere, I don't care it don't matter to me
Cause if ya fu.ckin' step, I'ma step in yo vicinity
What, you think I'm a ho n!gga please you ain't on my level
Get some rank bitch while I'm diggin' ya grave with a shovel
Time after time I ask myself is it really clever
For you to get with me, bitch homie you can neva eva
Rank on my level, I'm pushin Chevrolet pedal
If you niggas fu.ck with me I got that chrome, heavy metal
Never settle for less but always strive for the best
Most these niggaz playin chief'll put ya straight to the test

[Hook x2]

[Don Peezy]
My Benz, looka at my 'Ac
Look at my Navi' and my 'Lac
Get on my level, hell naw neva that
I knew you wasn't real cause all ya do is chit-chat
Always slizzle makin' sho' I stay gone
Call us some broad to the Geor-Georgia Dome
Tryin' to get with me is like naps through a comb
They call me Don P AKA Corlio
Up in the club with my Cartier's on
Don't know if I'm high, drunk, or gettin' my roll on
He on the cell "Can ya hear me" hell naw
Get on my level, that's what I'm tryin' to tell y'all
For real

[Hook x2]

[LA]
LA off in this thang, get up on my level ho
Bitch n!gga you can neva eva, eva eva hang
Bitch n!gga step the fu.ck back and if ya think I'm jokin'
Aks them niggaz that tried to play us, see em' lyin' off in that coffin
Trillville, ATL swangin' swangin' throwin' bows
Got some niggaz that be hatin' bustin' slugs at my foes
If ya thinkin' you can fu.ck with a n!gga like me
Nah n!gga Get rich
What the fu.ck you talkin' about "What you deep" n!gga what!
If a hater wanna hate then a hater gettin' busted
We ain't hard to find homie so why ya steadily talkin' shi+
I'm fixin' to sick my dogs ho
##### n!gga, get big n!gga ho

[Lil' Scrappy]
Get crunk out ya brains when I spit this verse
I'm a blood suckin' vampire, my venom is worse
Head bustas deal with dangerous thirsts
Shatter ya bones in ya chest and make ya motherfu.ckin' heart burst
Don't worry now, best of the South on the map
Knock yo thoughts out and leave yo brains on ya lap
Don't touch my Kango shorty, what's wrong with you
I might drop my fist back and knock yo grill through

[Hook x2]

[Lil Jon x8]
Run around the motherfu.ckin' club

[`Crystal]

Akon f/ Styles P - Locked Up
Styles P]
Locked up, they won

[J-Kw]

You can get crunk in the club
Roll wit your hood
Get stomped in the club
Or you could get buck in the club
Get fliped up in the club
homie we don't give a flip
but you don't want no problem (Problem)
but you don't want no problem (Problem)
but you don't want no problem with me
Cuz BME we be ?

You don't wanna be dead in the streets
Mouth full of blood and soaked from the heat (Ooo)
Why you tryna act hard as hell
And you know damn well you don't wanna feel the shell
homie I been down by a lot
Gun to my head, pressed dead to the wall
I got big balls and bullets like baseballs
Split ya dome, put you straight, knock out all ya'll
Hell no them boys don't play
Straight nuts to ya face
Put your pistol away
And don't weed to my head
I pray for the folks in the club gettin scared
Got a problem with that

[Chorus]

Hold em back, hold em back
Man flip that homie
flip that hold em back
Gotta push that homie
Hold em back, hold em back
Push that homie
flip that hold em back

Hey shawty it's on
Goddamnit it's on
Keep poppin in my face and get popped in the dome
Learn to rush mothaflipas
It's gonna hurt
If a homie fall
That's when poop gets worse
The problem with you niggas is
You just talk too much
Man swang on a homie and flip his ass up
And you can walk on by with your nuts in a tub
I'll be your ? if you really won't get crunk
In the A we don't play them games
We just stack and slang and load up them things
Gettin buck if you wanna and catch a bow
Keep your pretty ass gull, beat your ass, and take your hoe

there is a last part of the song thats nice. here it is.
okkk.... okkk... Atalanta I love Fo eva Atalanta I love Fo eva

[TitanX59]

this sh!t is the best song, out there
muahahah feel the pain

"Barbie Girl"





Hi Barbie
Hi Ken!
Do you wanna go for a ride?
Sure Ken!
Jump In...

I'm a barbie girl, in the barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation
Come on Barbie, let's go party!

I'm a barbie girl, in the barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation

I'm a blond bimbo girl, in the fantasy world
Dress me up, make it tight, I'm your dolly
You're my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the glamour in pink,
kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky...
You can touch, you can play, if you say: "I'm always yours"

(uu-oooh-u)

I'm a barbie girl, in the barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation

Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(uu-oooh-u)
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(uu-oooh-u)

Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please
I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees
Come jump in, bimbo friend, let us do it again,
hit the town, fool around, let's go party
You can touch, you can play, if you say: "I'm always yours"
You can touch, you can play, if you say: "I'm always yours"

Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(uu-oooh-u)
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(uu-oooh-u)

I'm a barbie girl, in the barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation

I'm a barbie girl, in the barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation

Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(uu-oooh-u)
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Come on Barbie, let's go party!
(uu-oooh-u)

Oh, I'm having so much fun!
Well Barbie, we're just getting started
Oh, I love you Ken!


now what?



Edited By TitanX59 on Aug. 18 2004 at 18:25