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College (Feat. Yirayah) – Lil Mama

Lirik lagu: College (Feat. Yirayah)

[Talkin’:]
Now that I think about it
I was always takin away from my father
Or he was always takin away from me
It’s probably why we so close now
Ya kno

[Chorus:]
We been starvin so long in these crazy ghetto streets
And they say we’re so wrong for the way we try to eat
How long will he struggle
I gotta grind jus to eat now
I gotta eat jus a lil now
So I gotta live my life this way

[Verse 1:]
I stretched and yawned
4 years from a newborn
On a charter bus
Filled with stranged humans
Besides my mother nobody seems anxious
Though we on our way to visit a college campus
We roll up freshen up at a food concession
Can’t talk to strangers
I wanna ask em questions
Saw a woman cryin
Boy face the fence
I don’t wanna go to college
If it causes this
Back on the bus still analyzin vibes
Turned to my moms excel asked her
‘why you cryin? ‘
She said because I’m happy
But I could tell she lyin
And since lyin was a curse
I sense storytellin
Her eyes focused on a object long enough they tingle
That’s when she reached into her bag because her phone was ringin
She said ‘I accept’
I’m still puzzle piecin
I knew my pops was on the other line
Lonely singin

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Soon after we roll up to these gates
Barbed wired up
Men standin in the entrance armed up
With a close eye on us
We enter the buildin
Got checked by the women who starin
My mother
Pull out a card with a picture of her face on it
Two papers with our names on it
They identify her
They lookin at me
Me my confusion of the journey
Thorugh these walls we go
Before the next one opens
The past one must close
As they check for proper clothes
My mama so prepared
For this mini battle has chose
Finally we reach our final destination
My poppa placed in a seat
Facin me
No women in his class
Jus men who never laugh
And when they see they family
They sing

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[Verse 3:]
So I begin my investigation
My elbow on the round table
My palm at chin
I’m lookin at him
Ask questions like
‘how you been? ‘
‘when you graduatin? ‘
Time was up got pulled away
Kickin and screamin
Tears came to his eyes
But never fell in front me
Got old enough to realize
Must’ve fell up under me
Bein locked away in prison from your family
Tryin to find ways for us to eat
I see

[Chorus]

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Stand Up – Lil Mama

Why don’t you come around, my way (way) my way my way (way) my way (way) [x2]
Why don’t you come around?

Uh, Uh, Uh, why don’t you come around (way, way, way) why don’t you come around

Walking down Williams through Mart and Blays (mart and blays)
Call it Big Steps where I used to play (used to play)
The girls in the park gotta lot to say (lot to say)
Them girls over here threw they life away (life away)
Cause they got babies and they just now head (just now head)
They double numbers they mamas promoting this here
The boys on the court playing basketball (basketball)
They baby fathers they rather be boys and that’s all

Blays Rd. Stand up! (uh)
Pre K Stand Up! (uh)
East Coast Stand Up! (uh)
You should
Come around my way [x2]

I’m from a place in Harlem
Where the streets they look like Africa
And the trees are in better condition than the homes so abandoned
P S 197
Where I study my academic stare run
And the books so worn and torn I can’t think
How they tried to cripple me
Understood the lost side of me
Thank god I had a good teacher on the side of me
Showed me the right thangs to do
Overcame these obstacles
Haters stand up for the things that we’ve been through ooh

Blays Rd. Stand up! (uh)
Pre K Stand Up! (uh)
East Coast Stand Up! (uh)
You should
Come around my way [x2]

Here we got these buildings called projects but they ain’t three stories
They fill about ten on the block april flow go up by twenty
Stories I tell be true story kids cut school and watch Maury
Like if they ain’t intelect in what’s affecting my life I can’t respect them
But that’s just they way of the ghetto
People who come from where I’m from get it
But we still gotta make a difference
Stand up tall so the world can get it
Teach kids pride insted of “Outside”
Show another side and they show gon’ rise
Stop letting responsibilty fall
I can tell you ain’t been aroung my way at all

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Why don’t you come around (way)
So you can see what my (way)
Eyes been seeing why (way)
Why don’t you come around
Where we need directions (way)
Respect in every lesson (way)
Way, why don’t you come around

My way (way) my way my way (way) my way (way) [x2]

Blays Rd. Stand up! (uh)
Pre K Stand Up! (uh)
East Coast Stand Up! (uh) [x2]
You should come around my way
You should come around

Uh, Uh, Uh
Uh, Uh, Uh

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What It Is (Strike a Pose) – Lil Mama

[Intro: Lil’ Mama]
I’m what it is…
I’m what it is…
I’m what it is…
Ha-hah, eh-hah, eh-hah, ha ha
I’m what it is… (What it is) what it is (what it is)
What it is (what it is) what it is (what it is)
What it is (what it is) what it is (what it is)
Ha, ha, ha-ha-ha – I’m WHAT IT ISSS!

Fresh for the block, Friday nights, party nights
Fresh for the block, ’cause everybody in the party
Straight from the block, but what they gon’ stop?
My Netti wind is sick, my heel toe with twist-a
360, this is – (NON-PLAYWITABLE!)
My doo-wop is sick, hit that then hit the
360, this is – (FIVE STACKS CRITICAL!)
And I ain’t tryna brag to you (no!)
And I ain’t definitely tryna keep UP, ’cause I’m ahead of you
Walk, krump, and I murder you
Magic with a verse-a, dude
And that’s just somethin that ain’t changed yet, straight wreck
On anybody talkin material ’cause I take checks
So let’s, make this a foreclosure
Been where you nev-ah, been real and the game’s ov-ah!
Y’all mo’ the, crust of these rap chicks (YEAH!)
Peep what it is, but they not like this – I’m WHAT IT ISSS!

[Chorus: T-Pain {Lil’ Mama}]
She fine (she fine), she sexy, cool
And don’t n’am dudes know what to do with her (know what to do with her)
{I’m WHAT IT ISSS!} All these chicks can keep hatin
But they know that they can’t fool with her (they can’t fool with her)
{I’m WHAT IT ISSS!} She hit the spot and shut it DAOWN! (DOWN!)
No messin around, strike a pose, girl
(Aw yeah, aw yeeeeaaaah) Strike a pose, girl!
… Now get off, GET OFF!

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[Lil’ Mama:]
(I’m WHAT IT ISSS! – WHOA) “She’s so aggressive, the girl pressin”
(I’m WHAT IT ISSS! – WHOA) “But she’s a wack adolescent”
(I’m WHAT IT ISSS! – WHOA) Successin is my only mission
It’s impossible for anybody, come and get it
Definition of raw talent and I write all bars
Flay cars in the hood they call me No Holds Barred
Born star like my lil’ brother Onstar
And I will, eat you rappers plus the candy’s inside
Lil’ Mama nicka-nicknamed Dharma ?
I’m a truth in the booth, (Shawty Gets Loose)
And they way I eat guys so mean
“Lil’ Mama, YOU’RE SO MEAN! ” – SO?!
I like to rock the party and I like to rock the show
When they step into my league, I gotta use all force
When you START tryin to play with my brain like I’m crazy
Oh baby! That’s when it’s rock-a-bye baby!

[Chorus]

[Lil’ Mama:]
Why don’t you come around here, dawg?
Look for me, type ease in bees we breeze
Pass your team, ’cause I been to where you sightseen
Nothing that you do or could ever do to excite me
Can’t see, like we know maybes or more than likely
She gon’ have flow ? , which means I got flow sick disease
Which means I have no sympathies, no antedote, y’all heard of me!
Please, with these CB-4 chicks
‘fore I get up on some see mo’, feed me mo’
This is what I been sayin for some time now (time now)
If anybody got an object-ion, time’s now!
Mo’ fitted and mo’ stroll ’cause she’s ON
She’s on – (wha?) SHE’S ON!
Wake up in the mornin, go to sleep at dawn
My mama shoulda named me Dawn, ah-uh-uh, ONNN!
Either way, I woulda been a trip, the way I flip {YEAH!}
The script and switch then get down like this – I’m WHAT IT ISSS!

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Broken Pieces – Lil Mama

[Chorus:]
In the mirror I’m lookin at the shadow
If I bash her I’ll probably would just shatter
Broken pieces that represent my heart
Broken pieces keep fallin from my heart

In the mirror I’m lookin at the shadow
If I bash her I’ll probably would just shatter
Broken pieces that represent my mind
Broken pieces keep fallin from my heart

Cause I kno wat I’m feeling
And I kno wat is real
Broken pieces that represent my heart
Broken pieces keep fallin from my heart

[Verse 1:]
Everyday when I wake up
I wanna see yo face and I
Realize that you’ll never apologize
For yo lies and all the ways you hurt me
And I kno in my mind that you ain’t worthy
But when I look in the mirror
I see this girl who keeps cryin she’s cryin
She still in love with you
But I tell not to cause she’s wildin she’s wildin
I don’t kno wat she’s thinkin about
Get it together or I’m gettin you out
Of the mirror
I’m gettin you outta my system
My vision premonition
And I listen to my answers
And free my soul from prison

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
My patience a plastic bag
And he kept fillin it
Carryin baggage of others
Is where I emptied it
Played the fool before
I’m not about to let you enter
My mind for my heart draws the bigger picture
His presence embrace me
His lovin so greatly
I miss the way we
Use to sit up all night
And talk about nothin
On the phone
Please how could you be so weak
When you kno u deserve so much better
And rather than settle for less
Jus let the best play catch up
When the time is right they’ll find you
If you choose to
Do not do
The best I could do
Is warn and inform you
The mirror

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