1.Bonnie and Clyde
Magic talking：
Look at the rear end on that thing now
What that is a Rolls Royce？
Na, that's a Mercedes
look, come here and lemme holla at you Mercedes
look look for real
I'm not looking for a girlfriend
I need a partner
Chorus： (Magic)
You be my Bonnie and I'll be your Clyde
We can ride, side by side and watch the haters die
Baby we meant, I can tell you by that gangstashit you gangsta
bitch
I start to thing that you were heaven sent
It's me and you
You be my Bonnie and I'll be your Clyde
We can ride, side by side and watch the haters die
Baby we meant, I can tell you by that gangsta shit you gangsta
bitch
I start to thing that you were heaven sent
It's me and you
Verse 1： (Magic)
From the first day we met I could see the ghetto in your blood
But you ain't lookin' for love, you just lookin' for a thug
Let me explain my situ-o, see I ain't never had a job
But I keep some chips though, like I'm connected with the mob
So is you bout bein' Bonnie, can you handle the position？
Jump off bustin' at niggas in the heat of the mission
It's me and you against this fuckin' world till death do us part
You're the only bitch I'd kill for girl,
Outlive a few niggas just to get to you
Live a few chickens just to get some loot
Everything you drive and address be brand new
Get out of line and I might beat you like a nigga
I'm the one that you respect, I'm the reason you countin'
figures
Hate my enemies for hatin' me, tell em all
They ain't never crossed a thug like me
Mercedes can I trust you with my life？
When things ain't goin' right, when we argue, fuss and fight
Will you still be by my side？, when I'm smokin' gettin' high
Or when you be gettin' high, am I fucking you tonight？
Come on it's me and you
Chorus： (Magic)
You be my Bonnie and I'll be your Clyde
We can ride, side by side and watch the haters die
Baby we meant, I can tell you by that gangstashit you gangsta
bitch
I start to thing that you were heaven sent
It's me and you
You be my Bonnie and I'll be your Clyde
We can ride, side by side and watch the haters die
Baby we meant, I can tell you by that gangsta shit you gangsta
bitch
I start to thing that you were heaven sent
It's me and you
Verse 2： (Mercedes)
I'm your Bonnie, you're my Clyde
Together we will ride, and do a homocide
And if I have to prove my love to you
There ain't no limit so you know it's true
My momma always said that you were wrong for me
But little did she know you kept it real with me
Even steal for me, you knew the deal with me
And even if you had to, I know you'd kill for me
You know I'd die for you, I'd cry for you, I'd lie for you
And at the trial took 25 for you, A sacrfice for you
And I'll I really wanted was to be your wife boo
So just remember, I'm by your side
Chorus： (Magic)
You be my Bonnie and I'll be your Clyde
We can ride, side by side and watch the haters die
Baby we meant, I can tell you by that gangstashit you gangsta
bitch
I start to thing that you were heaven sent
It's me and you
You be my Bonnie and I'll be your Clyde
We can ride, side by side and watch the haters die
Baby we meant, I can tell you by that gangsta shit you gangsta
bitch
I start to thing that you were heaven sent
It's me and you
Magic talking：
look look look
I think this might be the beginning of a beautiful friendship
Ya know what I'm sayin？
I could see you bout it
And that's just what I been waitin' on
A down ass bitch
Somebody gonna watch a nigga when he in a jam
Start bussin' at them motherfucking haters when they hatin' on
me
Ya know what I'm sayin？
Watch a nigga's paper like I watch yours
And this shit could last forever
Let me tell you something
Every nigga need a down ass bitch on his side
You fell what I'm sayin？
And if you don't have that
Then you really don't have nothing
And I'm tryin' to make you that person
So is you bout it Mercedes？
Is you bout it？
2.Hit Em
Chorus：(Mercedes)
No Limit we got that shit you need,shit you can bump in your
trunk
Got all your bitches fiendin,and makin niggas say ughh
Get up, get on the floor,we come to give you some more
Cause it's my time to shine, me and my niggas came just to hit
em
Verse 1 ： (Mercedes)
We just shinin' lately, Mercedes, and the No Limit calvary
Causin economic tragedies, just to cash your fuckin' salary
These niggas askin me,got these bitches mad at me, tryin to
tackle me
Therefore I'm leaving causalities, leaving the Master P factory
Now who else wanna battle me？, we lock this bitch naturally
Rock, get fashionably, that's the reality
That I play the Mercedes Benz, cromed out from the front to rear
end
Sittin on 20' rims, watchin' televisions with DVD systems
Skip the curb when I spin the Benz, it's all gravy
Mercedes, a No Limit lady, Ms. Fuckin Ain't Seeing Shit if you
ain't payin'
straight bangin if the deals lookin flaky
I'll love this 380 bitch, so don't try to play me
Guess what？ I hit ya
Chours： (Mercedes)
No Limit we got that shit you need,shit you can bump in your
trunk
Got all your bitches fiendin,and makin niggas say ughh
Get up, get on the floor,we come to give you some more
Cause it's my time to shine, me and my niggas came just to hit
em
Verse 2： (A-Lexxus)
Is it our lips and eyes？
We got you fiendin for what's creamin in between our thighs
Is it our niggas or the tanks we roll, grips we hold
We pullin off a lot in double shows, we get you coming steady
for more
Makin' you niggas say 'yo fuck these hoes' I need a Benzo
A Lexo, we sex-o, we drinkin exco, the besto
Ain't no comparin us, we don't to bus
Y'all bitches wanna ride with us, get wild wit us
Makin' niggas wanna touch, got it locked up
]From the east to the west coast
I'm gold, I hit you
Chours： (Mercedes)
No Limit we got that shit you need, shit you can bump in your
trunk
Got all your bitches fiendin, and makin niggas say ughh
Get up, get on the floor, we come to give you some more
Cause it's my time to shine, me and my niggas came just to hit
em
No Limit we got that shit you need, shit you can bump in your
trunk
Got all your bitches fiendin, and makin niggas say ughh
Get up, get on the floor, we come to give you some more
Cause it's my time to shine, me and my niggas came just to hit
em
Verse 3 ： (Mia X)
Disputed, lyrical heavyweight
Mama 4 stars,intimadate em every 16 bars
Mia X major general in this No Limit Army
Bossbitch on your block, I push the whips you ain't got
Rock the shit on my fingers that sank the Titanic
I'm leaving em frantic, cause if I spit it, I did it, that's why
y'all panic
Hit it, never that niggas can't promise me shit
Pick up lines is for pigeons, first fact I'm rich
I drop hits from the thick click that's unstopable
Buy me a drink, nah I'll send you a bottle
Flip you and drop you, watch you
Tryin' to do it like me but that's impossible
Make you stand like the streets, gonna get it hostle, colossal
bitch
Mama drama givin birth to my daughters
And motherfuckers know it get's no harder
When we hit em
Chorus ： (Mercedes)
No Limit we got that shit you need, shit you can bump in your
trunk
Got all your bitches fiendin, and makin niggas say ughh
Get up, get on the floor, we come to give you some more
Cause it's my time to shine, me and my niggas came just to hit
em
No Limit we got that shit you need, shit you can bump in your
trunk
Got all your bitches fiendin, and makin niggas say ughh
Get up, get on the floor, we come to give you some more
Cause it's my time to shine, me and my niggas came just to hit
em
No Limit we got that shit you need, shit you can bump in your
trunk
Got all your bitches fiendin, and makin niggas say ughh
Get up, get on the floor, we come to give you some more
Cause it's my time to shine, me and my niggas came just to hit
em
3.Crazy Bout Ya
Master P (Mercedes) talking：
Mercedes Mercedes I'm home boo
Look what I got for you baby
(Look get this up out of my face
I told you I don't want anything to do with your dirty money)
What？
(I'm telling you, you need to change your life)
Man you trippin on me？ and I'm out here trying to have something
for us？
(Cause when it all boiles down it's gonna be me crying)
Man you aint gotta worry about that
Oh you think your better than me now？
I'm outta here girl.
Chorus (Mercedes, Ms. Peaches)
I'm going insane without you, I'm losing my brains without you
and I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so
crazy about you
I'll do anything to see ya, and I slay myself to feed ya
I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so crazy
about you
Verse 1 (Mercedes) ：
I'll never forget the first day we met, I was so crazy about ya
I beeped you all the days just to here you say, someday we will
be together
You know you made me have this funny feelings,
I guess I just love me a thug
You know how to push me down and take it from me
Show me that real type of love
Verse 2 (Master P) ：
Ugh
The feelings I have for you, it's hard to explain to you,
I would do anything for you, girl I'd die for you,
I live my life for you, so crazy about you
just give me a chance and I promise never to lie to you
I would be the best for you, complete any task for you
any wrong doing, I swear, I'd do the time for you
I could feel your pain that's why it's easy to cry for you
so please don't leave me cause I can't breath without you
Chorus (Mercedes, Ms. Peaches) ：
I'm going insane without you, I'm losing my brains without you
and I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so
crazy about you
I'll do anything to see ya, and I slay myself to feed ya
I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so crazy
about you
Verse 3 (Mercedes) ：
Who took care of the situation when you got caught by the feds？
and I was waiting on your every phone call lying alone in your
bed
my people tell me your not worth it, but it is so hard to
explain
and just the thought thought of you on top,
makes my nature hot, i want no other man
Verse 4 (Ms. Peaches) ：
Who kept everything fresh for you？ The best for you？
Who counted all the figures for you？
Continued the buisness for you？
Who ran away those niggas for you？
It was me that paid the bail for you, collected all the mail for
you
Who do you trust with your life？ Who can't wait to be your wife？
That is I Ms. Peaches, the one you love tonight
I'd be the first girl to fight about ya, so please don't leave
cause I can't breath without you
Chorus (Mercedes, Ms. Peaches) ：
I'm going insane without you, I'm losing my brains without you
and I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so
crazy about you
I'll do anything to see ya, and I slay myself to feed ya
I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so crazy
about you
Verse 5 (Mercedes) ：
I'm going crazy, about my baby
no one could ever take your place
with all the memories we share, nothing else can compare
so I'm hiding my pride, what I'm feeling inside,
I know that I can't hide
Chorus (Mercedes, Ms. Peaches) ：
I'm going insane without you, I'm losing my brains without you
and I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so
crazy about you
I'll do anything to see ya, and I slay myself to feed ya
I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so crazy
about you
I'm going insane without you, I'm losing my brains without you
and I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so
crazy about you
I'll do anything to see ya, and I slay myself to feed ya
I just can't help myself, don't want nobody else, I'm so crazy
about you
4.Camoflauge
Mac
Wooo look.
All them soldiers, put them rags up, ya heard me？
Cause it's going down No Limit style, feel it.
Mac／(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, raise 'em high)
Mercedes
Camoflauge bitch, Mercedes, ever for I bitch
You don't wanna try bitch, quick to ride or die bitch
Don't underestimate me cause I make the B's hate me
Make me jump all out my character, forget I was a lady
Sexing and shady, got more game then the average nigga
All about my cabbage nigga cause I gots to have it nigga
Give it up, cause my girls don't give a fuck, we come through
like nigga what
We split you up with choppers, them motherfuckin core stoppers
Only fuck with soldiers, them thug niggas that be down to ride
And I got look (click) for all them haters wanna die
You ride for me, I ride for you, I put that on the tank
My platinum LP's, my Benz and my bank
Mac／(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, raise 'em high)
Mac
The motherfuckin Assassin, seven three O seven seven
I first laid it down at the age of Mac eleven
If I ever slack up that's when they kill me
But I never let you bitches steal me, on the for real we
In it for long paper, lyrical hits from skyscrapers
You'll need a million fake niggas to break us
I got my soldier with me and I got my sniper with me
My murderer, him specialize in taking out your kidneys
Infinitely, you shoot me down bitch, I'll be back in my ghost
Wooo, I like my rappers with some egg and some toast
And I'm fully loaded, the only way papa taught me to tote it
One in the chamber, cause if I'm walking into danger
Mac's a dunk it, you know I get full of funky with these niggas
Whether it's microphones or it's triggers
If I die tonight tell God to bury my words and resurrect 'em
So niggas in the next life can check 'em
Mac／(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, raise 'em high)
Sam
Never say die, that's the attitude, nigga, do what we have to do
I'm a soulja, it's the Magnolia that I'm adding to
We hustle when it's hot, this grind got bout nine niggas on it
Come through and you goin find niggas on it
Bout five in the morning or three in the evening
Cross the camo, we toss the ammo, leaving 'em bleeding
We responded to war with automatics spit rapid
Pumping drugs or smokin it, both of 'em habits
My click attack it, on the streets or on stages
Our fingers on triggers and our triggers on gauges
Flipping niggas like pages, get it straight from the start
Fuck a vest, you want me, aim straight for the heart
Don't miss cause that's they ass if a nigga don't hit
Camoflauge, never die, nigga, fuck that shit
We come eqipped with thugs, all black, all strapped
Fuck around Uptown and get killed with your own gat
Mac／(Mercedes)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, raise 'em high)
All my camoflauge niggas, raise 'em high
(And all my camoflauge bitches, raise 'em high)
Mac
Wooo, and it's real.
1999, ya heard me？
Macadon, Mercedes, my nigga Sam.
Camoflauge off in this bitch.
No Limit Soldiers.
5.I Need a Thug
O'Dell：
Girl you know you need a thug
Girl you know you need a thug
Girl you know you need a thug
Verse 1： (Popeye)
Forget your feelings inside but all they do is over reaching my
tone
Underhanding me so poor when I speach in the phone
Featured alone, to make it my business I caught your vision
Shinin while you were dining with homie and his religon
He isn't who you though he was, from second hand to man, caught
a buzz
He don't deserve to ride with shorty cause
Every individual thug caught in a drought
Nervous but yet about you, put your heart in my lap
Start to adapt, but more that we touched you chose the right way
Killers that rome the streets and don't give a fuck what your
knife say
We might break, don't handle we follow within the moon
Resting beside the gun for the sun that's coming soon
Chorus： Mercedes／(O'Dell)
You can't give a little
(Girl you know you need a thug
You know you need a thug)
You can't give a little not just a little
(Girl you know you need a thug
You know you need a thug)
You can't give a little
(Girl you know you need a thug)
You can' give a little not just a little
And assume that I'm a give you what you need
Verse 2： (Mercedes)
You got my head down and I still thinking I can't see
This things not 69, it's 68 owe, one you and me
Lately you ain't been tryin to keep up with my love
If you can't deal with the give and take then baby let me be
I need a thug with a gangstas touch
Lets take a chance on raw romance
Baby blow my mind, I need you to speed it up
Don't slow down baby, lose this lady
Keep up with my stuff
Chorus： (Mercedes／(O'Dell)
You can't give a little
(Girl you know you need a thug
You know you need a thug)
You can't give a little not just a little
(Girl you know you need a thug
You know you need a thug)
You can't give a little
(Girl you know you need a thug)
You can' give a little not just a little
Mercedes／(O'Dell)
You can't give a little
(Girl you know you need a thug
You know you need a thug)
You can't give a little not just a little
(Girl you know you need a thug
You know you need a thug)
You can't give a little, not just a little
And assume that I will give into this love
Master P talking：
What's up with them thuggettes out there？
I need a thug, ya heard me？
Ha, Mercedes, thugged out.
See what I mean bout being a thug？
Nigga ain't trying to hear all that hootin and hollerin.
Fussin and fightin.
Be bout your paper.
Be down for your nigga.
Y'all niggas be down for your bitch.
Nigga, that's some thug shit.
What's up to all my motherfucking thugs out there？
My nigga Popeye laying it down.
With Miss Mercedes, O'Dell.
Thug nigga 'Los on the beat.
You know I'm thugged out, MP.
Ha ha.
Nigga we thugs till eternity over here at No Limit. (Ugh!)
And all yall real thug bitches. (Where they at？)
Ain't nothin but thug love. (Where them thug niggas at？)
Y'all know what I mean.
What's up, let's roll on these bitches (Hoody hooo.)
Get your money.
Ha ha. (Fuckin paper.)
Thug niggas and bitches. (Get 'em up.)
Floss your motherfucking ice. (Get 'em up.)
Raise your Rollies. (Put 'em up in the air.)
Cause it ain't No motherfucking Limit. (Hum bro.)
R＆B mixed with motherfucking rap.
Now that's thug shit, ha ha.
I told ya nigga, it ain't over.
6.I Can Tell
(Jamo)
You ain't gotta say too much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you want to fuck
(Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo
Just as bad as you wanna fuck
I wanna fuck too
(Jamo)
No, No, No you ain't gotta say to much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna fuck
(Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo
Just as bad as you wanna fuck
I wanna fuck too
(Mac)
Now you ain't gotta say much cuz I was peepin you
Lookin at yo hips got me thinkin bout how deep
In you um tryin to go
You heard about No Limit Soldiers？
We get up in it and hit it harder then De La Hoya
I thought I told you soldier draws
Cover my balls, Um known for rippin the pussy walls
I heard you got that kill
I can see all in yo grill
Can you ride me like a black Mercedes？
And make me do that shit I never did with other ladies？
I got a woman so i'm not lookin for love
I just wanna fit yo glove
Get a couple of uh-uh's
Shove it in your mouth just like a thug
And uh, hit me on my pager if you want it
Its soldier passion
So get up on it if you want it WHOA-WHOA!!!!
(Beginning Of Chorus)-(Jamo)
You ain't gotta say too much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna fuck
(Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo
Just as bad as you wanna fuck
I wanna fuck too
(Jamo)
No, No, No you ain't gotta say too much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna fuck
(End Of Chorus-Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo
Just as bad as you wanna fuck
I wanna fuck too
(Mercedes)
Put me on the counter in the kitchen
Now baby pour my body with some ice cream
Lick me from head to toe
Bending me over
69'll be the next thing
I wanna taste your body all night long
From sun up to sun down I wanna make you moan
(Beginning Of Chorus-Jamo)
You ain't gotta say too much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna fuck
(Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo
Just as bad as you wanna fuck
I wanna fuck too
(Jamo)
No, No, No you ain't gotta say too much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna fuck
(End Of Chorus-Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo
Just as bad as you wanna fuck
I wanna fuck too
(Jamo)
Can I light a candle？
And kiss you in the places light won't show
I'll take my time and do it slow
I'll do my own exercises
Right between your thighs
It's so very pleasural, I'll go places he won't go
Lets keep it on the low-low
So he won't know
Now lets take it to the floor
(Beginning Of Chorus-Jamo)
You ain't gotta say too much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna fuck
(Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo
Just as bad as you wanna fuck
I wanna fuck too
(Jamo)
No, No, No you ain't gotta say too much
From the look in your eyes
I can tell you wanna fuck
(End Of Chorus-Mercedes)
And you ain't gotta call me ya boo
Just as bad as you wanna fuck
I wanna fuck too
7.Pussy
Chorus：
They say pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
But your fuckin wit a gangsta
Man, fuck a bitch
I toss a bitch
But I never pay
Pimping ain't nothing pal but I never buy and I always be this
way
I ain't trippin off no weak green paying the fee to get pleased
Why I eatin' between these hoes knees
Where other niggas would love to be
Plus I ？？, don't care
Pussy means nothin to me
I dog a ho, show her what a pussy made for
And I do it fo free
I think I done past her
Only to getting what I'm after
All you hear is laughter
Bitches talk about bitches like that
A nigga like me was born fuckin
And I won't stop fuckin
I'll be fuckin till I ain't got nothin
See ain't no nigga would lie
To tell me pussy ain't no hide
Pussy a drug and there ain't no additives
But it's tight wit dope
Nigga's would give up weed to get a hit of pussy smoke
I on a roast tryin to get back on track
If pussy a piece of crack I'll be like pookie on new jack
That pussy be callin me
Come here, hide away
I want you to striate me out
And fuck my body in the wildest ways
But I'm strong enough to fight the feelin that pussy's given
My love for dollars is fuckin over pussy power
Gangastas stallin bust a ？？ over pimp a ？？
No matter what type a nigga you are
Pussy makes the world go round
Chorus：
They say pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
But your fuckin wit a gangsta
I ain't tryin to hear that shit that your coming with
Bitch you better recognize who you fucking wit
Get your game tight like my nigga Moby said
I'm a player girl
Don't you know I can't be played
Cuz pussy makes the world go round
And I ain't gonna let you bring me down
Why you tryin to handle me
Bitch I ain't gonna let you gafle me
Chorus：
They say pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
But your fuckin wit a gangsta
Pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
But your fuckin wit a gangsta
The best shit on up
That's why all you niggas want it
No need to ？？
Cuz you wanna get up on me
Especially when it's hot and it's tight
The mood is right
So come inside my love
The dope shit you want, you need
Make you weak in the knees
Uh-huh
The dope shit you want, you need
Make you weak in the knees
Cuz I know
Chorus：
They say pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
But your fuckin wit a gangsta
Pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
Pussy makes the world go round
But your fuckin wit a gangsta
8.It's Your Thing
Mercedes, (Peaches) talking
Hello？
(May I speak to Mercedes？)
Yeah, this me.
(Is JaQuon over there？)
Who？
(JaQuon)
Oh.
Verse 1L (Mercedes)
Let me tell you about your baby daddy
Waking me up early in the morning, we gone and
How you know he's creeping with me
How you think I know you get off of work around three
I suppose you want to sit and chat
Probably wondering where your man is at
So why you keep on sweating me, testing me
When it's truly plain to see where he wanna be
Right here next to me
Chorus： (Mercedes, Peaches)
It's your thing, do what you wanna do
Me and you come all over we can do this thang
(What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it
huh
What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it
huh)
It's your thing, do what you wanna do
Me and you come all over we can do this thang
(What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it
huh
What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it
huh)
Verse 2： (Master P)
Me tell no lies, yeah I like to ride
Keep your eyes on the prize, tell your homegirls don't cry
Say uhhh when you get it, I'm a solider when I hit it
Hoody hooo when I get it, I told you wasn't no limit
At four circle, I'm a V-12, girl can't you tell
I'll rock your bells from eight to twelve
Make you want like a dog, my name below your drawers
I know you want it all, ha ha ha ha, but don't fall
Chorus：
It's your thing, do what you wanna do
Me and you come all over we can do this thang
(What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it
huh
What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it
huh)
It's your thing, do what you wanna do
Me and you come all over we can do this thang
(What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it
huh
What you gonna do, what what, what you gonna do, if you get it
huh)
Verse 3： (Mercedes)
Let me tell you about your baby daddy
Waking me up early in the morning, we gone and
How you know he's creeping with me
How you think I know you get off of work around three
I suppose you want to sit and chat
Probably wondering where your man is at
So why you keep on sweating me, testing me
It's truly plain to see where he wanna be
Right here next to me
Peaches：
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
Ohhh ohhh ohhh
You got me twisted callin me about your man
You got me twisted callin me about your man
Master P talking：
You got me twisted girl.
Talkin bout goin on Jerry Springer.
Huh, don't hate the player baby, hate the game.
Matter of fact, why don't yall put these boxing gloves on.
I know you just got your nails and your hair done.
But uh, whoever win, it's your thing boo.
Ha, that's what I'm talkin bout.
9.Hush
Mystikal talking：
Now look baby
If I kick it with you like that
You can't be runnin your mouth and stuff
Cause you know what time it is
You know what's happening
you gotta keep it on the under
nawl im sayin can you handle that？
Chorus： (Mystikal)
Can you keep a secret？ Hush, Hush
Shut your mouth, it's just between us
Can you keep a secret？ Hush, Hush
Don't say nothing, it's just between us
Can you keep a secret？ Hush, Hush
Don't tell nobody, cause this is just between us
Can you keep a secret？ Hush, Hush
Shut your mouth, don't say nothing
Verse 1 (Mystikal)：
If we gonna peep it, we can keep it,
she don't know that we creepin
Just beep me, when you be tweaking,
and I give it to you whenever you need me
However you want it, call on me, I'm all on it
I'm all over it, but I ain't gotta tell you cause you already
know it
Forget what you feelin', cause we gotta keep in check
If we gotta be on the cool, look and respect,
beside me like whenever we met
You know what you feelin',
It's on you but keep that bitch out of our business
I got it and manage it, but you know ？？ sentences
You know why I got em, stay on top of em, and ride em
and if your runnin' your mouth,
I'm tellin you girl, I don't need your problems
You wanna fuck with the man？,
before we go to work we gonna need an understanding
You can't be sayin' shit can you handle this？
Chorus： (Mystikal)
Can you keep a secret？ Hush, Hush
Shut your mouth, it's just between us
Can you keep a secret？ Hush, Hush
Don't tell nothing, it's just between us
Can you keep a secret？ Hush, Hush
Don't say nothing, cause this is just between us
Can you keep a secret？ Hush, Hush
Shut your mouth, don't say nothing
Verse 2： (Mercedes)
Now I ain't gonna lie baby you my nigga we be discussing shit
Thats supposed to be between us, a just like a bitch
You jaw-jacking and yapping on my business
I got the answer cause right here is where we end shit
If that's not it you got us caught up in a web of desception
they ain't your friends they are you down-fall
baby just stay focused, we all know
you better keep your eyes on your eniemes and you better watch
your friends
cause your unknown and your tone, and next time you hear
something
you better just keep yo' secret, hush hush
Master P talking：
Hell yeah
We got L-E in here for the 9 9
Miss Mercedes, and lest-o with the best-o Mystikal
If you can't keep a secret, you need to keep your mouth closed
ya heard me？
10.Niggas Ain't Shit
(Mercedes)
Monkey on the dick
Monkey on the dick
What？
Monkey on the dick
Monkey on the dick
Say tweerks up niggas
Say tweerks up bitches
(Mercedes) (over Mia X)
Where they at where they at？
(Mia X)
All ya niggas ain't shit
They talk a lot of shit
And rag on they dicks
But we don't fell shit
(Mercedes)
Most of you niggas be talking shit like you don't eat pussy
And won't pay yo bitch
Till we reg you men and got it down
Then they try to stay there till they almost drown
Hold up now where my ladies at who got their mind right
Hard working bitches who's about them riches
Fuck them dead beat niggas with the same old song
Give em 15 minute hard on's we like it long and strong
Or stay the fuck up off of us
Cause we can keep it in longer than y'all can keep it up
Lil' dick still pissin' on your nuts make it bad for real thugs
Who be tearin' up the guts
Mercedes is the name and I serves them well
Got the best in the business
A platium V-12
Wanna ride it nigga？
You can't afford to buy it nigga
Cost your whole life savings just to try it nigga
Y'all ain't shit
(Chorus)
(Mercedes) (over Mia X)
Where they at where they at？
(Mia X)
All ya niggas ain't shit
They talk a lot of shit
And rag on they dicks
But we don't fell shit
Them niggas wanna holla
But all we want is dollas
Can play us false bitch
Cause you ain't about shit
(Mercedes)
Y'all ain't shit
They call us hoes and sluts and piegons
Yet your out here trickin' and lickin' on the love
And still livin' wit you mother and beatin' yo dick
Why you lookin' at my CD cover
What up？ Get up？ Mama Mia put it down
I'm Mercedes come to stay on the ground
And I got this
Not your average bitch my shit's on balance
Pretty face, nice ass and talent
Never ment to challenge
No Limit's baby girl
Detorit's finest
Ghetto fablous your hiness
Thug queen and even in your dreams I'm hittin' for your cream
Ya heard me？
Bendin' over like 7：30
What？
In your face watch me work it
If I could only find a nigga that's worth it
Cause they ain't shit
Uhhh
Now all the ladies say it loud
Chorus x2
(Mercedes)
Monkey on that dick
Monkey on that dick
Monkey on that dick
Monkey on that
Say tweerts up niggas
Now tweerts up bitches
Say bitch get off me
Say bitch get off me
Back it up for the big body
Don't come and start with me cause I need a 600
11.Pony Ride
Verse 1 (Mercedes)
Baby light a candle, I wanna get you in the mood
slip you into my bedroom, and show you the freaky things that I
can do
Let me take you places, so let your body just recieve
hope your feeling my emotions baby, you got me in ecstacy
Verse 2： (O'Dell)
Alright, alright, alright
Explore your every avenue, I'll show you everything I can do
girl let me take yo everywhere, places that you wonder
Go on and on and on all night, I'll touch you tease you
please don't bite, you know you want what soldiers do
so let me show it to you
Chorus： (Mercedes, Erica Foxx, Ms. Peaches)
Let me take you on a pony ride, just get inside, while I'm nice
and high
Oh my loving goes on and on and on and on and on
Let me take you on a pony ride, just get inside, while I'm nice
and high
Oh my loving goes on and on and on and on and on
Verse 3： (Ms. Peaches)
Come and lay your body down, right here next to me
the temperature is rising, I know you can feel the heat
See I know, I know, I know, you've had a long night
but I promise when I give you my love, everything will be
alright
Verse 4： (Erica Foxx)
Let me take you away, to place unlike you've ever known
I'll give you love from me, cause now you are at home
Let me get you close to me, I will give you what you need
Tonight's the night sweet baby, so get into me
Chorus：
Let me take you on a pony ride, just get inside, while I'm nice
and high
Oh my loving goes on and on and on and on and on
Let me take you on a pony ride, just get inside, while I'm nice
and high
Oh my loving goes on and on and on and on and on
Let me take you on a pony ride, just get inside, while I'm nice
and high
Oh my loving goes on and on and on and on and on
Let me take you on a pony ride, just get inside, while I'm nice
and high
Oh my loving goes on and on and on and on and on
Let me take you on a pony ride, just get inside, while I'm nice
and high
Oh my loving goes on and on and on and on and on
Let me take you on a pony ride, just get inside, while I'm nice
and high
Oh my loving goes on and on and on and on and on
12.What You Need
Silkk ＆ (Mercedes) talkin：
you ain't da one talkin' all da mess right
(who me)
ya girl
(ain't said notin)
well you been saying something
(you wanna know).....
Mercedes verse 1 singing：
i, i like your style
and i can see the freak in you
we could hook up around 2
so i could put this thang on you
don't know, just what you got yourself into
with me, i'll fufill all of your fantasies
Silkk The Shocker／(Mercedes) rapping：
shorty you got what i need right
i'ma see if you one of a kind
heard ya all the time went from
one and dropped to nine like shit, fuck
(it ain't gonna never stop)
dazed and tossed, my leg is long
i want you alone, after da date takin' ya home
take the phone off da hook, cause i'm off da hook
(nigga what what what)
Mercedes-Hook：
i, i got what you need (iiiiiii) (got what you need)
get me over here (get over here) (come and see me)
so you can see
just how i am between the sheets
if you got da time, i'll fufill your fantasies
Silkk The Shocker rapping：
what you wanna do i'll do cause i'm bout it bout it
that means that i'm wit it wit it
but you gonna find out right after i hit it, hit it
you get crunk and shit after i get it, get it
then you can tell every one
that you and silkk did it, did it
it don't take much to fuck, fuck
hook a nigga up, shit, don't screw a nigga up
have you ever fucked wit a thug, thug
back rubs, and bath tubs
feel it going down when i
find da place to touch, touch
have you ever fucked with a solider
fantasies fufilled when i come over
we can do it on the hood of the range rover
if it's not anough, more more, to much, yes yes
if it's bad yell no no, good yell yes yes
hook
Mercedes／sillk the shocker
(everything you need baby)
everything you need lady
(make me fein to cream drop to my knees baby)
what you wanna do baby
(it's all on you baby)
fantasies fufilled
really
(it could happen to you baby)
hook till fade
13.My Love
Verse 1：(A-Lexxus)
Since you fucked up, now you fallin' cause I be dissin'
Never thought you would be missin all the huggin' and kissin'
Never knew you would play me just like Mo B.'s piano
I flip the channel, keepin' niggas warm just like flannels
Me and Mercedes sticking up for all the bitches that's hot
Keep on brawlin' on these niggas, let 'em know we don't stop
In the Lexo or Esco, always for you the shit
Just because he say he love you don't mean he gotta hit it
Verse 2： (Mercedes)
Since your lady who I've been, want your lovin around your
friends
You tried to be a snake and you thought up in the hood
There's just one thing you overlooked, my love was already
booked
Got another man so how does it feel
Chorus： (Mercedes)
You didn't want my love when you could have it
(Now I'm on my own)
So don't you come knocking on my door
You didn't want my love when you could have it
(Now I'm on my own)
So don't you come knocking on my door
Verse 3 ： (Mr. Serv-On)
Stay still, let me see the angle on that ass
I'm whats happening now, call him, tell him he done pass, don't
ask
If I know what to teach
Let me breath five inches from your waist, ten inches from your
knees
Say please cease, all that bullshit
Ain't bout no money shorty, you know I wear tanks so you know
I'm rich click
The lights off, so let me wet your Vicky Secrets off
You know I can't hit it soft, I see you still at a loss
It's me you know and nothing in between, make you scream
Hug your ass like some Guess jeans, you know what I mean
He's your problem, I'm what you need and down to take
I know one hundred ways in this world to make your legs shake
Chorus： (Mercedes)
You didn't want my love when you could have it
(Now I'm on my own)
So don't you come knocking on my door
You didn't want my love when you could have it
(Now I'm on my own)
So don't you come knocking on my door
14.Free Game
Since you've been gone
I've been talkin on the telephone
She says you're the one that makes her hot
Been rollin long together but this is where it stops
Ain't happy but I got the job
So much drama but it had to stop
Ain't trippin on the past no more
I packed your shit and now you gotta go
Chorus： A-Lexus, Erica Foxx (very fast)
The game is sold never told
and you totally tried to play me now I'm gone
You taught me well, but I'ma sell
cause your lovin was not easy it was hell
I'm sorry boo, I'm not a fool
You tried to play me but I played you
Thought you knew, I thought you knew
How could you change the game
I must have been a fool for you
Never thought - it would be this way
I should have known that something was up
cause you started acting strange
Chorus
Uh yeah now I know, oh well it was fun while it lasted
but my my my I kinda miss how we once had it
Chased down your roots
From explicit perfumes and talior made suits
Taught ya how to stay away from sweet talkers and guys that's
rude
Got ya, then put you ahead of the rest,even though we went
through
what we went through, we couldn't connect
I think it was more than what I was lookin fo'
Cause as soon as I was coming in, I headed right out the door
Late night rendevous, with you know who
but you know I always brought it back home to you
My stories and thoughts of you are true
I lost you cause I was naive and playing the fool
Chorus (repeat to fade)
15.Do You Wanna Ride？
(hook-mercedes)
if you wanna ride in my mercedes boy
freak is what we gonna ride do (if you wanna)
and if you wanna ride in my mercedes boy
this nasty girl gonna put that thing on you
(mercedes-rapping)
uh uh
see i'm a beast when the lights go out
and don't be frontin like you don't
know what i'm talkin about
i keep it real
only tru niggaz in my bed
and those niggaz be screamin' when i'm givin them head
uh yah a nigga to believe in the force
if you eaten on my pussy
you gonna pay for my drawers
you need a car
uhh lick you like a lolli-pop
none stop a real bitch
makin' yo ass drop what
chorus
(verse 2- Mercedes singing)
damn right i could please ya
and then you gotta scream my name
no no i'm not a teaser
when it comes to fuckin' baby thats my game
tonite i'm gonna freak ya
i know you wanna come inside
i can fuck ya or freak ya
damn nigga i give a good ride
chorus
instrumental of porno music
with ad-libs of sex by mercedes
chorus
(mercedes)
see baby i want you to work the middle
ya see what i'm doing
c'mon now baby
bring it to me
and i'll show you
chorus (till fade)
16.Talk Dirty to the DJ's
(mercedes verse 1)
let me talk dirty to you for a second
how bout i sit on your turn tables
with me legs spread and straight up
and put your needle between my thighs
your touch is gentle so i know you won't scratch
and since we practicing safer sex
put a condom on as you flip the next cd
have you ever had a menage-a-tois？
i mean could your cd changer hold 3 cd'z at one time？
everytime i hear your voice,
i get wetter and wetter
ohhh baby i can't wait no more (sounding desprate)
i'm bout to come down to the studio and do a live interview
my mouth on the tip of your mic
drivin you nuts , but going head on with it
my 600 (mercedes) benz with the top down
ohhh i'm doing 69 on the freeway
ohhhh baby don't come yet
i'll be live at the studio in a minute
are you still mixin？
well then hey soliders and soliderettes
this is mercedes on the radio
check out my bomb single 'it's your thing'
featuring master p
so you want me to drop my panties？
well my favorite dj ain't in right now
so stop the requests,
he ain't allowed to talk with his mouth full
17.You're the Only One
(verse one A-Lexxus singing)
see it all happened bout a year ago
we made a promise not to let it go
but now that i got this far
i couldn't help but let it go
i know you know of things in the past
that i felt for you
never let you know whats going on
cause i never really let you hold me this way
but now i'm coming to you honestly
so baby ohhhh
(hook performed by mercedes)
boy you are the oly one
you are the only one for me
finest thing i've ever seen
stay with me
(repeat)
(verse 2 mercedes)
now that you now i have a thing for you
i was wondering if you feel the same way that i do
the feelings that i hold within my heart
lets stay friends forever
and i hope you never part
i hop you know what i feel for you
to spill my heart was what i had to do
keep it true and show me how you make me feel
chorus (this time performed by a-lexus)
18.Candlelight and Champagne
(chorus-mercedes)
ain't notin wrong with some candlelight
some chilled champagne and you tonite
all i want to do is make you ohh and ahh
don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
(repeat)
(mercedes singing the first verse)
i know you wanna see me in my neglayze
so i'll peal my clothes off slowly
you know that i'm ready to play
it's starting to get hot in here
maybe it's just me baby
touch me and see baby
ohhhhh ohhh ohh ohh yeah yeah yeah
right there
you know i'm ready so you better get ready
ohhhh yah ohh ohh all right
ohh ohh weee
welcome to your freakiest fantaise
chorus
(mercedes)
ohhhhhh don't stop
music till fade
19.Talk 2 Me
20.Kiss Da Cat
21.Stop Playing On My Phone
22.Chillin'
23.I'm Down
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