Moby Ooh Yeah

Moby Ooh Yeah Lyrics

All the world’s gonna feel my love;
everybody’s lost in disco time.
Oh, yeah!
Like you’re flying through the night
on a disco light.

As you go out on the steet at night
the whole world just comes to life.
Oh, yeah!
Moving through the air
and you have no cares.

The whole world would fall apart;
but verybody likes you in the dark.
Oh, yeah!
Moving in the colored lights and it feels so right.

All the world’s gonna fall in line.
Everybody else will come in time.
Oh, yeah!
Like a feeling through the floor,
but it’s so much more.

All the world’s gonna feel my love;
everybody’s lost in disco time.
Oh, yeah!
Like you’re flying through the night
on a disco light.

As you go out on the steet at night
the whole world just comes to life.
Oh, yeah!
Moving through the air
and you have no cares.

(bridge)

All the world’s gonna feel my love;
everybody’s lost in disco time.
Oh, yeah!
Like you’re flying through the night
on a disco light.

As you go out on the steet at night
the whole world just comes to life.
Oh, yeah!
Moving through the air
and you have no cares.

The whole world would fall apart;
but everybody likes you in the dark.
Oh, yeah!
Moving in the colored lights and it feels so right.

All the world’s gonna fall in line.
Everybody else will come in time.
Oh, yeah!
Like a feeling through the floor,
but it’s so much more.

All the world’s gonna feel my love;
everybody’s lost in disco time.
Oh, yeah!
Like you’re flying through the night
on a disco light.

As you go out on the steet at night
the whole world just comes to life.
Oh, yeah!
Moving through the air
and you have no cares.

(bridge)

All the world’s gonna feel my love;
everybody’s lost in disco time.
Oh, yeah!
Like you’re flying through the night
on a disco light.

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Tech N9ne Like Yeah

Tech N9ne Like Yeah Lyrics

Hey
It’s time to get into some sin/
You been listenin to gibberish hits in the interim
Them are done cause hear me come/
To make you stand up, stand tough, hands up, damn ya
If you don’t get it get rid of it, trip if you diggin it
I guess I got more than my balls — and my word
I got broads in a herd chasin this and all on my nerves
They got the illness
They feel this – realness — chill bitch
I got the bed that’s too crowded for you to come get in it
I spit that tech shiza off to y’all
It’s crazy even Michael Jackson said it’s off the wall
I brought the sickness — big techs — live less — midwest
I be the best don’t forget it nobody can get wit it
So when you see me in the spot, bow down trick
I eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound rich/
So jump up, they pumped up, crunked up — everyone must/
Stop wit the jealousy wit me the hatas be riveted/
(K.I.L.L) E to the r uh dot (bang!) just ain’t fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH!/

Chorus:
Killer killer — it’s the gorilla – an if they feel ya — they screamin like
yeah yeah yeah/
like yeah yeah yeah/
Mr Mr “quick to get wit’cha”/
chick if she get the whiff of this
she be like
yeah yeah yeah/
like yeah yeah yeah/

I’m back with the heat – and yes YoungFyre produced it
With true spit, I get lots of relish with strange music
My crews thick – deuce click – n’ guess who’s wit – two chicks (Tech N9ne!)
In my lou of caribou sift

the Super Dew lifts
Everybody in the party will lose it
Vodka and Mt. Dew is the new shit
Thanks to Icy Rock and Demonica
We honor Ya

And I got so much money sometimes it feels like I’m wearin a Yamakuh
You can not monitor my money I monetarily astonish ya
So what’s all the bad comments and all the drama for
I can produce a picture
Stop with the truths that hit ya
I’m at the top but — I be poppin and shootin wit ya

Tip of my shoulder now
Mr. Nice Guy is over wow
To a ritzy and older style
From ditzy and Gomer Pyle
Look at my checks swell
Chicks with wet tails
Ready to Rock it
In my pocket – got the Trojan magnum XL’s

(K.I.L.L) E to the r uh dot (bang!) just ain’t fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH!

_-*CHORUS*-_

Tech N9ne, Yeahh..
I think they really mad
Yeah, Yeah this is Kansas City mane
The Industry’s still punks
That’s why they real slump
But when we indies drop all our records we will dump

Havin a good time to stackin it with Travis we laid back
Doin about a hundred and fifty with slaps and a Maybach
Hatahs of course you doubt, that I’m makin a warped amount
I got Ozone, Murderdog’s double XL and Source’s accounts

What’s all the fuss about?
Killer in and remorse’s out
Fuck Mark Cerami
You heard that from the horse’s mouth
It ain’t coming from RBC
It ain’t coming from Fontana
It’s comin from Strange Music
Don Tana in a calm manner

I say this in baritone
We come to get all cheddah
Huntin you in yo dreams
You wake up screamin in falsetto

MTV clipped me birthday bash show
I got fans like Kat Castro that will boost my cash flow
MTV, completely we sick of it
Won’t give a bit
To see in my eyes, the blood in my ligaments
You can see that Tech-a-nina don’t give a shit

(K.I.L.L) E to the r uh dot (bang!) just ain’t fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH!/

Tech N9ne Like Yeah Lyrics music video

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Skillz The Million Dollar Backpack Album 2008

Skillz The Million Dollar Backpack Album Lyrics

1 Skillz (For Real) He Don’t Own Me Lyrics
2 Skillz Be Alright Lyrics
3 Skillz Crazy World Lyrics
4 Skillz Don’t Act Like You Don’t Know Lyrics
5 Skillz Hip Hop Died Lyrics
6 Skillz Hold Tight Lyrics
7 Skillz I’m Gon Make It Lyrics
8 Skillz My Phone Lyrics
9 Skillz Preachin To The Choir Lyrics
10 Skillz Sick Lyrics
11 Skillz So Far So Good Lyrics
12 Skillz The Million Dollar Backpack Lyrics
13 Skillz Where I Been Lyrics
14 Skillz Yeah Ya Know It Lyrics

Skillz The Million Dollar Backpack Album 2008

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Buddy Guy Skin Deep Album 2008

Buddy Guy Skin Deep Album Lyrics

1 Buddy Guy Best Damn Fool Lyrics
2 Buddy Guy Every Time I Sing the Blues Lyrics
3 Buddy Guy Hammer and a Nail Lyrics
4 Buddy Guy I Found Happiness Lyrics
5 Buddy Guy Lyin’ Like a Dog Lyrics
6 Buddy Guy Out in the Woods Lyrics
7 Buddy Guy Show Me the Money Lyrics
8 Buddy Guy Skin Deep Lyrics
9 Buddy Guy Smell the Funk Lyrics
10 Buddy Guy That’s My Home Lyrics
11 Buddy Guy Too Many Tears Lyrics
12 Buddy Guy Who’s Gonna Fill Those Shoes Lyrics

Buddy Guy Skin Deep Album 2008

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Wiz Khalifa Say Yeah

Wiz Khalifa Say Yeah Lyrics

It’s say yeah
One night in town
My niggas round
Throwin money
Them xxxxxxx hit the ground
Then bring it back up
She bringin backup
Put em in that black truck
So many hoes they lapped up
My niggas leanin
Diddy boppin
Let’s get it poppin
I said let’s get it poppin
Just look at how she drop it
Lil mama a certified pro
She need her own show
Slide on down that pole and grind slow
Hell no I ain’t countin my dough
I came to blow it all
And get some brains trynna find miss know it all
And I got my cup filled you see how them bucks peel
Young pimp see how grab me up and chicken just chill

[Hook:]
In the back of the club
With a stack full a dubs
Drop it low like a pro
Bring it back that’s what’s up
All my dogs up in here
Plus there’s hoes everywhere
Niggas stunt like you don’t care
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (yeeeaaahh)
Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (yeeeaaahh)
Throw that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (yeeeaaahh)

I’m high and drunk doin my same dance
They call it pocahontas doin that rain dance
Talkin dough I got it so make it rain man
Cause tha flow retarded sorta like that rain man
Borderline insane man
Look at all these dames damn
When a nigga gettin money
And I’m a changed man
You smell that haze scent
Know my gameplan
Trynna get it smackin
I ain’t with dat gameplan
Lil momma work for every dollar she drop it low
Pop it slow stop and go
Lots of smoke we keep em rollin up
Shorty mad she came with you
She wanna roll with us

[Hook]

And say yeah
And say yeah
And say yeah

I said listen here
I do it broad day
All day
Smokin on that bomb hay
And I got my cup filled you see how them bucks peel
Young pimp see how grab me up and chicken just chill

[Hook]

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