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(COUNTRY) Toby Keith - As Good As I Once Was

Toby Keith - As Good As I Once Was (2005)

(POP) Carrie Underwood - Inside Your Heaven

Carrie Underwood - Inside Your Heaven (2005)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cyRlMaCauSs
http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x2wsvq

I've been down
Now I'm blessed
felt a revelation comin' around
guess it's right, it's so amazing
every time I see you I'm a live
you're all I've got
you lift me up
the sun and the moonlight 
all my dreams are in your eyes

I wanna be inside your heaven
take me to the place you cry from
When a storm blows your way
I wanna be the earth that holds you
every bit of air your breathin' in
a soothin' wind
I wanna be inside your heaven

when we touch, when we love
the stars line up
the wrong becomes undone
naturally, my soul surrenders
the sun and the moonlight
all my dreams are in your eyes

and I wanna be inside your heaven 
take me to the place you cry from
when a storm blows your way
I wanna be the earth that holds you 
every bit of air your breathin in
a soothin wind
I wanna be inside your heaven

when minutes turn to days and years
if mountains fall, I'll still be here
holding you until the day I die
I wanna be inside your heaven
take me to the place you cry from
when a storm blows your way

I wanna be inside your heaven

I wanna be inside 
when a storm blows your way
I wanna be inside your heaven
take me to the place you cry from
when a storm blows your way
and i wanna be the earth that holds you 
every bit of air your breathin in 
a soothin wind
I wanna be inside your heaven.

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(POP) 50 Cent - Just A Lil Bit

50 Cent - Just A Lil Bit (2005)

(Intro)
Yeah
Shady
Aftermath
G-Unit unit

[Verse 1]
Damn baby all I need is a lil bit
A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that
Get it crackin' in the club when you hear this shit
Drop it like its hot, get to workin' that back
Girl shake that thang, yeah work that thang
Let me see you go up and down
Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang
Can you make it go round and round

I step up in the club, I'm like who you with
G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique
Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school
On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
I hit your ass up, boy I done warned you
Better listen, when I talk,nigga don't trip
Yo' heat in the car, mine's in this bitch
I ain't tryna beef, I'm tryna get my drink on
Got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on
I'ma kick it at the bar till its time to go
Then I'ma get in shorty ear and I'ma let her know

[Chorus]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
Get to lickin' and ........ a lil bit

(Verse 2)
This is 50, comin' out your stereo
hard to tell though coz I switch the flow
eyez I lil low coz I twist the dro
pockets on swell coz I move the o's
My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze
Come get ya bitch, she on me dawg
She musta heard about the dough
Now captain come on and save a hoe
I get it crunk in the club, I'm off the chain
Number one on the chart, all the time mayn
When the kid in the house, I turn it out
Keep the dance floor packed, that's without a doubt
And shorty shake that thang like a pro mayn
She back it up on me I'm like oh mayn
I get close enough to her so I know she can hear
System thumpin', party jumpin', I said loud and clear

[Chorus]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
Get to lickin' and ........ a lil bit

[Bridge]
You know you got me feelin' right (ya heard me)
My mama gone, you can spend the night (ya heard me)
I ain't playin', I'ma tryna fuck tonight (ya heard me)
Clothes off, face down, ass up, c'mon

[Chorus x2]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
Get to lickin' and ....... a lil bit

(POP) Ciara Featuring Ludacris - Oh

Ciara Featuring Ludacris - Oh (2005)

This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on the Cadillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas don't know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin' on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy, I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire, like 

Oh, round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to the floor
Handle it ladies, back it up
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh

Buddy, take a new whip, paint strip, and head to a bowlin' hall
Still smokin', hundred spokes, wood-grain on the wall
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy, I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire, like

Oh, round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to the floor
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh

(Yeah, yo, Luda!)

[Ludacris]
Ok, southern-style, get wild
Old schools comin' down 
In a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, make ya wanna 
Take a click, click, click, click, click 
Call up Jazze, tell him pop up the bottles 
Cause we got another hit (hit, hit) 
Wanna go platinum
I'm who you should get, get, get, get, get
Ludacris on the track, get back Trick
Switch on the 'Lac, I'm flexin' still
Same price everytime, hot song
Jumped on cause Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest
Spinnin' on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus
I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin', what's happenin', huh
I don't even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin', face-cracklin', huh
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south, we ballin' dog
And never think about fallin' dog
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, runnin' back 
Cause the song is called...

Oh, round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to the floor
Handle it ladies, back it up
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh
Round here we ridin' slow 
We keep it gutta, you should know 
Gettin' crunk off in the club, we gets low, oh 
(oh, oh, oh, oh.....)

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(POP) Akon - Lonely

Akon - Lonely (2005)

Lonely im so lonely,
I have nobody,
To call my owwnnn
Im so lonely, im mr. Lonely
I have nobody, 
To call my owwnnn
Im so lonely, 

Yo this one here goes out to all my playas out there ya kno got to have one good girl whose always been there like ya
Kno took all the bullshit then one day she cant take it no more and decides to leave

I wont up in the middle of the night and I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, coulda sworn I was dreamin, for her I was
Feenin, so I hadda take a little ride, back tracking ova these few years, tryna figure out wat I do to make it go bad, cuz
Ever since my girl left me, my whole left life came crashin

Im so lonely (so lonely),
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Cant belive I hadda girl like you and I just let you walk right outta my life, after all I put u thru u still stuck
Around and stayed by my side, what really hurt me is I broke ur heart, baby you were a good girl and I had no right, I
Really wanna make things right, cuz without u in my life girl

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody to call my own)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Been all about the world ain't neva met a girl that can take the things that you been through
Never thought the day would come where you would get up and run and I would be out chasing u
Cuz aint nowhere in the globe id rather be, aint noone in the globe id rather see then the girl of my dreams that made me
Be so happy but now so lonely

So lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) 

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girrll

Never thought that id be alone, I didnt hope you'd be gone this long, I jus want u to come home, so stop playing girl and
Come on home (come on home), baby girl I didn't mean to shout, I want me and you to work it out, I never wished Id ever
Hurt my baby, and its drivin me crazy cuz...

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) 

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girll

Lonely, so lonely
So lonely, (so lonely),
Mr. Lonely, so lonely
So lonely, so lonely, (so lonely), Mr. Lonely

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Reference:
Bobby Vinton - Mr. Lonely
http://blogs.yahoo.co.jp/tako_8_mild/30764059.html