Well, baby, when times are bad, Now call on me, darling, and I’ll come to you. When you’re in trouble and feel so sad, Now call on me, darling, come on call on me, and I’ll help you. Yeah! A man and a woman have each other, baby, To find their way in this world
Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Hey everybody, everybody’s got a rhythm That will make you wanna move it like they do in South Beach Gotta watch the women when you see their body spinning With the face, push the waist, like merengue in the streets Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Love is the air This is dedicated to los opromidos They give so much love, that is in the air They work all day, dance all night So when tomorrow comes, they say hey who cares Now the heat is on, cuz this beat is on Now I feel the don, hey hey Now the heat is on, cuz this beat is on Now I feel the don, hey hey Hey everybody, everybody’s got a rhythm That will make you wanna move it like they do in South Beach Gotta watch the women when you see their body spinning With the face, push the waist, like merengue in the streets Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Start the party, what I came to do I don’t care with who So how about you Give up your worries, and advance the moves Til the sun comes through, with the morning view Now the heat is on, cuz this beat is on Now I feel the don, hey hey Now the heat is on, cuz this beat is on Now I feel the don, hey hey Hey everybody, everybody’s got a rhythm That will make you wanna move it like they do in South Beach Gotta watch the women when you see their body spinning With the face, push the waist, like merengue in the streets Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Arre bote bote bote Arre bote bote pa Arre bote bote bote Arre bote bote pa Arre bote bote bote Arre bote bote pa Arre bote bote bote Arre bote bote pa Arre bote bote bote Arre bote bote pa Arre bote bote bote Arre bote bote pa Habia una chinita sentada en un cafe Con sus dos zapatos blancos Y las medias al reves Hey! Hey! Hey! http://www.lyricsmou.blogspot.com Hey everybody, everybody’s got a rhythm That will make you wanna move it like they do in South Beach Gotta watch the women when you see their body spinning With the face, push the waist, like merengue in the streets Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa! Wepa!
Crazy cus I’m falling in love Falling deeply in love with you Yeah, its so damn true Friends say I’m outta my mind That I shouldn’t be with you But they don’t understand The way I feel for you Is unlike any other thing I’ve ever felt before But they don’t understand That I’m not crazy I’m just a man Searching for reasons to find you Over and over again I’m not crazy, I’m just a man I’m doing everything that I can Crazy cus I’m telling the truth There’s nowhere to run They’re telling me that I should find another one They can say I’m outta my mind I’ll still be your man They still won’t undersatnd The way I feel for you Is unlike any other thing I’ve ever felt before But they don’t understand That I’m not crazy， I’m just a man Searching for reasons to find you Over and over again I’m not crazy, I’m just a man I’m doing everything that I http://www.lyricsmou.blogspot.com I’m not crazy， I’m just a man Searching for reasons to find you Over and over again I’m not crazy, I’m just a man I’m doing everything but I’m not crazy， I’m just a man Searching for reasons to find you Over and over again I’m not crazy, I’m just a man I’m doing everything that I can
Nada que temer, nada que cambiar Por ti me olvide de quien yo era en realidad Contigo me quede, como un diamante sin brillar No quiero ser así, espejo de tu vanidad Prefiero ser de mí Sin nada que temer, nada que cambiar Na na na Yo me siento así Bella y auténtica Na na na No seré por ti Una fuerte mental, no no Chorus Dices, que soy imperfecta, Que tu eres mi dueño, Quien no te madura todo el tiempo.
Chorus – DamirWorld Everyday is a struggle you gotta reach up to the sky Everyday is a struggle you gotta face it eye to eye Everyday is a struggle you gotta keep your head up high Every day is a struggle you gotta reach up to the sky http://www.lyricsmou.blogspot.com Verse One – Kid D’s – DamirWorld Never grow a wishbone where your backbone ought to be Cause the world is spending money like they’re on a shopping spree Wrinkles should indicate where smiles once been People actin’ innocent but they are guilty as sin And I remember someone sayin’ they know me so well How do you know me when you don’t even know yourself? Everyone have their own lives to live But yet, they still thinkin’ who we gonna out-live Who we foolin’ all we need is love Love have no face cause it come from above I think the world is out of touch All empty promises with no trust Problem comes you catch fear It makes you really wanna just disappear But have no fear off their spear You can cut my skin but my soul is here Chorus – DamirWorld Everyday is a struggle you gotta reach up to the sky Everyday is a struggle you gotta face it eye to eye Everyday is a struggle you gotta keep your head up high Every day is a struggle you gotta reach up to the sky Verse Two – Kid D’s – DamirWorld Sticks and stones only break bones But words can shatter your soul You walk around with a plastic smile thinking everything is under control But only he knows, that I don’t know Only he see’s where the wind blows Only he can tell a friend from a foe Cause a friend ain’t a friend if you out in the cold Cause life’s unraveling can’t you see Can’t get a job in these days I see Can’t go to clubs if you got no I.D. Everyone thinks we’re a bunch of monkey’s Now, everyone needs a six sense of direction If you don’t got that you’ll be in the house of Korrection, Imperfection, Everyone is scared of rejection Where I live the kids need a major re-connection
Whats love got to do, go to do with it I get a little taste then I’m through with it Then I send it right back to you with it (How high) Whats love got to do, go to do with it I get a little taste then I’m through with it Then I send it right back to you with it [J. Cole - Verse 1] Visionary play your position, no missionary But yet I pack Gospel in the quotes I spoke You listening to the most high like the Pope on dope Now picture that My poetry’s deep now fish for that Only real niggas catch something, phoney niggas fail Shit you gotta feel like it’s only read in braille Both did the crime but his homie didn’t tell So he f-cking bitches while he sitting lonely in a cell Thinking well, what the hell I been on They gave a nigga five then they threw another ten on By the time I’m back on the streets like a bachelor I gotta play the clubs like an old ass woman Live is a movie, pick your own role Climb your own ladder or you dig your own hole Sit around crying thats like sitting round dying You wanna touch the sky bitch you figure out flying [Chorus] Nigga how high, so high that I could touch the sky How sick, so sick that I could f-ck yo’ bitch Nigga please, my squad stack plenty of G’s And if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of trees Nigga how high, so high that I could touch the sky How sick, so sick that I could f-ck yo’ bitch Nigga please, my squad stack plenty of G’s And if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of trees [J.
I was sitting all alone yeah A lot on my mind Felt a tap on my shoulder Out goes my eye I wasn’t in the mood… How can a girl say no when you flash that sexy smile and you say… (chorus) Aa aa ey ey (eeey) Wanna see you get nasty (Hit me) Wanna see you shake yo ass yeah (Ey) N.A.S.T.Y you’re nasty Baby my oh my Love it when you’re talking nasty You know your just my type (Oh you think so ugh) N.A.S.T.Y you’re nasty Baby my oh my Love it when you’re talking nasty You know your just my type (Oh you think so ugh) In the middle of the floor now I just don’t care Feel my body go low It’s for you baby Tell me how can a girl say now when you calling out your name and you say (chorus) N.A.S.T.Y you’re nasty Baby my oh my Love it when you’re talking nasty You know your just my type (Oh you think so ugh) Ooh nasty nasty Don’t you be afraid Ooh nasty nasty Share your nasty secret baby hey (chorus) N.A.S.T.Y you’re nasty Baby my oh my Love it when you’re talking nasty You know your just my type (Oh you think so ugh) N.A.S.T.Y you’re nasty http://www.lyricsmou.blogspot.com Baby my oh my Love it when you’re talking nasty You know your just my type (Oh you think so ugh)