REFRAIN
‘Cause I’m cold as fire baby, hot as ice
If you’ve ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice
I’m cold as fire baby, hot as ice
If you’ve ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice
Break it down, break it down, break it down
Break it down, break it down, break it down

To see your foolishness and fuckery
And handling my business
Holler if you hear me
Hey, can I get a witness
Preach it, preach it
I’m the teacher, you can learn
Watch your fingers, boy
You might get burned

REFRAIN
‘Cause I’m cold as fire baby, hot as ice
If you’ve ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice
I’m cold as fire baby, hot as ice
If you’ve ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice
Break it down, break it down, break it down
Break it down, break it down, break it down

As you can see, fortunately
I’m cold as fire
Yeah, I’m cold as fire
Yeah, make you believe
Make you stop and breathe
I’ll take you higher
I’m just too cool
Make you do what it do
I’m hot as ice now
I’ll make you feel like heaven 24/7
I’m hot as ice now

REFRAIN
Cold as fire baby, hot as ice
If you’ve ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice
I’m cold as fire baby, hot as ice
If you’ve ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice
Break it down, break it down, break it down
Break it down, break it down, break it down

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[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson]

Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

[Verse 1:NaS]

Another chapter
of the cleanest rapper
Distinguished gentlemen
Crooks and castle
on his back
Maybach-er
exotic lady eye-catcher
Holla at’cha
call me the chiropractor
Working like Muay Thai class
Get pers-pire out ya
And of course
I’ve been the boss
since back when
Rocking D Boy
Fila, velor
in a 190 black Benz
Now they shut down the stores when I’m shopping
Used to be train robbing
face covered in stocking
I’m him!

[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson]

Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

[Verse 2:NaS]

Rubber-grip-holder
reloader
Come at me I’ma rip your soldiers
in half
Silverback ape, nickle-plated mag
Young, rich, and flashy
Young, bitch, I’m nasty
All black clothes til ice lay on me so classy
And every time I close my lids
I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge
I can still see the dreams that my niggas ain’t never lived to see
Tell them angels open the door for me
From nine berettas and moving raw
To chilling in wine cellars
Sticks and humidors
That’s what I call mature
That’s what I call a g
That’s what I call a pimp
That’s what I call a gangsta
To the fullest, shit
I’m tryin’ to make more cream
By every step to September 14th
that’s my dream
So I can be more clean
as I grow yearly
I can see things more clearly
That’s why they fear me
Let’s go!

[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson]

Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

[Verse 3:NaS]

It’s universal apartheid
I’m hog-tied
the corporate side
Blocking y’all from going to stores and buying it
First L.A. and Doug Morris was riding wit it
But Newsweek article startled big wigs
They said, Nas, why is he trying it?
My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winning
Forgetting
Nas the only true rebel since the beginning
Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow
Try telling Bob Dylan, Bruce, or Billy Joel
They can’t sing what’s in their soul!
So “Untitled” it is
I never change nothin’, but people remember this
If NaS can’t say it
think about these talented kids
With new ideas
being told what they can and can’t spit
I can’t sit and watch it
So shit, I’ma drop it
Like it or not
You ain’t gotta cop it
I’m a hustler in the studio
Cups of Don Julio
No matter what the CD called
I’m unbeatable, y’all
Let’s Go!

[Chorus:NaS and Keri Hilson]

Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

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You
Everytime you go
You leave my heart alone
I flow in the darkness

You
Everytime I’m there
You fill my body with care
I flooow

You
Everytime you go (x2)

I flow
I flow in the darkness (x2)

You created darkness
It covers me at night
You created coldness
It shivers me inside (x2)

Darkness
Coldness
You
Darkness
You
Coldness

In the darkness (x6)

I flow
In the darkness

I flow
I flow in the darkness

In the darkness (x3)
I flow in the darkness

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Take em’ to the bridge

BRIDGE:
Dirty babe
You see these shackles
Baby I’m your slave
I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave
It’s just that no one makes me feel this way

Take em’ to the chorus

CHORUS:
Come here girl
Go ahead, be gone with it
Come to the back
Go ahead, be gone with it
VIP
Go ahead, be gone with it
Drinks on me
Go ahead, be gone with it
Let me see what you’re working with
Go ahead, be gone with it
Look at those hips
Go ahead, be gone with it
You make me smile
Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead child
Go ahead, be gone with it
And get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it

Get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it
(x6)

Get your sexy on

I’m bringing sexy back
Them other fuckers don’t know how to act
Come let me make up for the things you lack
Cause your burning up I gotta get it fast

Take em’ to the bridge

BRIDGE

CHORUS

I’m bringing sexy back
You mother fuckers watch how I attack
If that’s your girl you better watch your back
Cause she’ll burn it up for me and that’s a fact

Take em’ to the chorus

CHORUS

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Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
bringt den Pokal nach Haus

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 11
Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
bringt den Pokal nach Haus

Das ganze Leben dauert 90 minuten
Es wartet nur auf Dich.
Das ist meine Mannschaft, das sind meine Helden
Sie spielen nur für mich.
Bitte lieber Fussballgott lass uns heute nicht im stich,
denn wir wollen den Pokal, alles andre wollen wir nicht.

Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
bringt den Pokal nach Haus

Wir können singen, wir können feiern
beim Sieg wird durchgedreht
keine andere Mannschaft kann uns jetzt noch stoppen
Deutschland zieh Dir dein Trikot an!!
Bitte lieber Fussballgott lass uns heute nicht im stich,
denn wir wollen den Pokal alles andre wollen wir nicht.

Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
bringt den Pokal nach Haus

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 11
Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
bringt den Pokal nach Haus

Ich bin im Himmel, hör ich den Anpfiff
Die Engel singen, beim ersten Angriff
Ihr könnt es bringen, das wär Fantastisch
Die Engel singen, das wird Bombastisch.

Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
bringt den Pokal nach Haus

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 11
Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
Komm bringt Ihn Heim, komm bringt Ihn
bringt den Pokal nach Haus

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Huh… bounce… ooh I like you… bounce…

C’mere girl, c’mere girl, c’mere girl, bounce
C’mere girl, c’mere girl, c’mere girl, bounce
Feat C’mere girl, c’mere girl, c’mere girl, bounce
C’mere girl, c’mere girl, let me talk to you

[Verse 1 - Timbaland]
Let me see them big titties, don’t act saddity you ain’t pretty
Break bread if you wanna get wit’ me, all I wanna do is dig off in them kidneys
Tell ya boyfriend he better mind his business, ‘fore he end up in the trunk of my Bentley
I am still a boss, he can’t hit me, he ain’t got enough paper to deal wit’ me
Baby girl wanna two step wit’ me, turn around rub ya ass up against me
Whoa, lil’ mama done got tipsy, and then tonight, tomorrow you’re history
All you haters wit’ that hoe sh*t miss me, I stay strapped security don’t frisk me
Set it off ’til this muthafu*ka empty, I turn around do the same sh*t next week
Come on

[Chorus] - Timbaland & (Justin Timberlake)
Bounce (like yo’ ass had the hiccups)
Bounce (like we was ridin’ in my pick-up)
Bounce (why you lookin’ so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up)
Bounce (I got the remedy, it’s you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y’all on me
Then me on y’all and y’all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh)

[Verse 2 - Dr. Dre]
OOH! There she go, just what the Doc’s been lookin’ fo’
She just what I need, black and Chinese like Sum Yung Ho
I got a bungalow, we can diappear for a week or so (yeah)
I got a steady young flow, super bowl wit’ it like I’m Dungy yo (oh)
Yes, congratulations, you won a millionaire invitation
Sorry I’m so demandin’, but save the dancin’, for back at the mansion and
Ain’t, this money handsome? Ain’t, that a panty anthem?
I kill me, just like you, from the back you’ll see

[Chorus] - Timbaland & (Justin Timberlake)

[Verse 3 - Missy Elliott]
Hold up! Hell naw! Like Britney Spears I wear no draws
In the club I drink it up, gulp gulp drink it up
Got Patron sippin’ in my cup, that’s ya man I bet I can make him look
When he see the jugs he wanna rush and get a quick touch of the big ol’ butt
Mmhmm big ol’ butt, thick legs, big ol’ jugs, legs stick like rims on the truck
Take him to the crib, yep, we gon’ fu*k, you can call me a freak I like to get buck
I don’t have to do much to make you get it up
Some young hoe she worth two dollars, I’m worth more dollars that make a beauty parlors
I pop collars, c-c-c-collars, I don’t buy shots I only buy the bottles
Only rich girls, we only buy the bottles
And like a porn star I’m best when I swallow

[Chorus] - Timbaland & (Justin Timberlake)

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[Verse 1:]
Excuse me why let me talk to ya for a second,
Lil mama so fine she got the whole sqar sweatin,
Damn, how you fit all that in dem jeans
Was the question that i asked followed by let me buy you a drink, drink
Young boss baby i treat cha’ treat cha’ to the finer things
Neck bling, wrist bling, wedding ring, nah im playin
Might light you neck or wrist
But cha got a right nice dicket?,ugh
Take trips with the ???
She got it (she got it) She got it (She Got It) thats what Pain sayin
Them other niggas lame man, lil mamma i got the game plan
2 pistols, me and you boss i make it happen while they talk
Ridin 6’s while they walk

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Girl you know you got it,
Cute face and all one hell of a body
Reppin when she walk by me, then I whisper in her ear let go get private
You know Duff Doff, girl you so soft
And its a blessin to see her wit all them clothes off
Baby look good with them clothes on
It’s so on, lil mama so grown
Gotta cute shake with them nice thighs
And a pretty set of tities, thin waist, with them borwn eyes
Here you fuckin with the right guy
Go ahead and give it to me, not later baby right nowd
Look at the way she shake it yeah
Makin me dont wanna take it there ( take it where)
This my plan ,when i get a chan leave with chou if i can
Yeah i got an old lady, do you got an old man
Girl understand we aint gatta hold hands
Cause this aint love its straight lust
I have you back in the morning before he wake up
Approaching, hopefully, she gon be bout it
Cause real tough shawty, sure nuff got it
What it is Baby

[Chorus]

She got it and she know that shes the soul
(She got it) (She got it) (She got it)
Finest body that i ever seen before
(She got it) (She got) (She got it)
She got it and she know that she the soul
(She got it) (She got it) (She got it)
[Fading] Finest body that i ever seen before

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Chorus:
I got a fresh line-up, fresh outfit
bout to have the parkin’ lot on smash
plus I got a chevy wit a 4-5-4 in da hood
dat bitch got 125 on da dash (she like em gangsta cuz)

I’m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
I’m da I’m da biggest boss dat you’ve seen thus far
I’m da biggest boss that you’ve seen thus far

Cuz it’s just anotha day in da life of of a got damn boss

Verse1:

I dnt make love baby we make magic
Come home wit a thug let’s get shit crackin’
Always wear plastics baby cuz shit happen
She leak da backseat just to freak in da magnum
Hopped out da magnum hopped in da trey
Just to let da top back and thank God for the day
Who gives a fuck what a hata gotta say
I made a couple million dollars last year dealin whey
Still in da streets, strapped wit them thangs
She in love wit a G so she tatted my name (ross)
I’m da biggest boss that ya seen thus far
10 black >maybacks? back to back in da lane
Ima make it rain and ima make it back
You are just a lame lil homie dats a fact
Workin wit the police actin like ya know me
Fresh outta jail already in ya old >jeep?

Chorus:

I got a fresh line-up, fresh outfit
bout to have the parkin’ lot on smash
plus I got a chevy wit a 4-5-4 in da hood
dat bitch got 125 on da dash (she like em gangsta cuz)

I’m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
I’m da I’m da biggest boss dat you’ve seen thus far
I’m da biggest boss that you’ve seen thus far

Cuz it’s just anotha day in da life of of a got damn boss

Hook:

T-Pain
the boss boss boss da boss boss boss da boss boss boss da boss
the boss boss boss da boss boss boss da boss boss boss da boss
[Bridge:]
Shawty straight diggin me (and I ain’t even rich)
I know you niggas on da sideline like ain’t dat a bitch
I’m on my job, and I ain’t gettin off
Cuz it’s just anotha day in the life of a got damn boss

Verse2:

I”m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
Got da biggest car spanish broads no bra
Call dat otha lame for da walks in tha park
I ain’t come to play games I jus wanna to play my part
Tell ya girlfriend to come talk wit me dawg
We straight G’s and we came here to ball
Bottle after bottle and i’m sure ya count em all
Then we off to dat chevy fired up and takin off
Baby slow it down cuz ya movin too fast
Ya ass to fine to be movin too fast
Back to the thuggin, now i’m sippin sizzer
All my niggas love it, baby dats my wizard
Stack for da G’s 5 bones fa da shizzer
I don’t smoke 20’s 800 for da Izzer
I’m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
You can tell by da shones dats standin by tha car

Chorus:

I got a fresh line-up, fresh outfit
bout to have the parkin’ lot on smash
plus I got a chevy wit a 4-5-4 in da hood
dat bitch got 125 on da dash (she like em gangsta cuz)

I’m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
I’m da I’m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
I’m da biggest boss that you’ve seen thus far

Cuz it’s just anotha day in da life of of a got damn boss

T-Pain:

eh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh eh!
yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeaeh, uh-huh
yeh eh eh eh uh-huh
yeh yeh yeh yeh
(Rick Ross)
I”m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
I’m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
I’m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
I’m da I’m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
I’m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far
I’m da I’m da biggest boss dat ya seen thus far”

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1st time we had sex, it was like a movies
Both of us fell asleep, both of us was woozy
Love how she say my name, love how she do me
Gained feelings for her kinda quick, kinda blew me
Found myself thinking bout her, shit kinda spooked me
More time we spent together more she got attached
I love being around her, seem like the perfect match
She ain’t blow my phone up and she ain’t never hack
She knew her place, played her role, and she was cool with that
“What you doin” “Where you goin” questions she don’t ask
She took my mind off the streets she helped me relax
She wanted to VIP her face she put me on my back

[Chorus (2x)]
Her sex game crazy
Body so amazing
Kiss like she cravin
Walk like she taken
Attitude mistaken
Fiend for her daily
Care about her greatly
Why she my bust it baby

What we did last night got me wantin to call her
If I wasn’t real homie I’d probably stalk her
From the hood, when she get drunk she talk proper
Got kinky with her, told her dress up like a lawyer
I was the judge last night I gave her all the orders
Worked it real good turned her round and doggystyled her
Told her if I gave her any more might have to charge her
Felt the vibe in the room the feelings getting larger
Took her from the bench and I done turned her to a starter
Tastes like sugar, smell like water
Now she into goons all off what I taught her
What I do to her make her care about me harder

[Chorus (2x)]
Her sex game crazy
Body so amazing
Kiss like she cravin
Walk like she taken
Attitude mistaken
Fiend for her daily
Care about her greatly
Why she my bust it baby

[Outro]
She my Bust it baby [6x]

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[Chorus 2X: The Game]
Getting American Money Easy, all I know
The Gangsta All Motherfuckers Envy, all my dough
It’s a West coast knot, watch, let it bang out
Shots range out, for all the gangsta hangouts

[The Game]
Lace your tips, polish your gators, we like odds in Vegas
You can’t ball? Then it’s probably the haters
Can’t breathe then it’s probably the Desert, if you a gangsta or not
I give a fuck dog, bullets is hot
And every nigga gon’ cry when he hit, the more pain
the more blood drain, he ain’t survivin shit
And your niggaz ain’t gon’ ride for shit, they know
if they came through everybody in the X-5 is hit
Red rag or blue rag, niggaz die for this
The Game the reason all these niggaz on that “Cali Love” shit
Compton niggaz get grimy too, pull you out of that 6
Fuck you up like one time’ll do
And I dare y’all to stop on the ‘Shaw, and King Boulevard
Comin hard, Doogie Howser pullin bullets out your jaw
Turn your round trip into a one-way ticket
You can visit, but you can not lie and kick it

[Chorus]

[Young Noble]
Aiyyo, we left a stain on your block, you came with a cop
Pointin fingers at them niggaz, that kept shit hot
Next to ‘Pac, I’m the hottest thang out, homey we can bang out
Outlaw air it out, box ‘em in, square it out
Learn about your whereabouts and we right there
Me and Game have you left right there
N-O-B-L-E, O-U-T-L-A-W-Z
We bubble with ease, and I double my cheese
I got niggaz out in Compton that’ll find yo’ ass
I got niggaz out in Jersey, that’ll hide yo’ ass
for a long time if you ever fuckin with mine
It’s a thin line dog between the real and the fraud
We killin your squad, my homeboy still in the yard
You the type of motherfucker standin next to the God
The Game is deep, you motherfuckers ain’t the streets
Young Noble and the homey Game flamin heat, c’mon

[Chorus]

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