Looking For A Dream lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Afrojack)
[Chorus:]
Oh oh oh
I must be lookin' for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be lookin' for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be lookin' for a dream
In my head
I must be lookin' for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be lookin' for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be lookin for a dream
In my head
[Verse:]
Pullin' up in a Cadillac
Yea, my old life, mama they can have it back
We tearin' up the club, can you handle that?
With a beat like that from Afrojack
Yea, he the man, battlecat
keep it old school, mama do the cabbage patch
Whap, drop, shake that ass
Then put em on the glass while I throw this cash
[Pre-chorus:]
If you getting money put yo hands up in high ah-ah
It's falling from the ceiling, yea the feelings fly y-y
I see the things and I'm gon get it till it's mine
It's my dream, I'm gon live it up tonight
[Chorus:]
Oh oh oh
I must be looking for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be looking for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be looking for a dream
In my head
I must be looking for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be looking for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be looking for dream
In my head
[Verse:]
My life is so amazing
All this money, all these ladies
Long as I got my baby
I say long as I got my baby
Baby, baby
[Pre-chorus:]
If you getting money put yo hands up high ah-ah
It's falling from the ceiling, yea the feelings fly y-y
I see the things and I'm gon get it till it's mine
It's my dream, I'm gon live it up tonight
[Chorus:]
Oh oh oh
I must be lookin for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be lookin for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be lookin for a dream
In my head
I must be lookin for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be lookin for a dream
Oh oh oh
I must be lookin for a dream
In my head
Unbelievable lyrics - Nick Cannon
You remember when you loved it, loved it
You remember them 90's song
Remember when you jocked it, jocked it
All night, all night on the phone
Remember talking, talking till they cut my minutes off
You remember when you stalked it
Wait a minute baby I got that wrong
I remember you had me sprung, you remember us walking home
Remember your daddy walking out was tryna kick it
But you got to dippin when the street lights came on
Remember playing hide and go get it
I remember you eskimo kisses
You remember your mommas Honda, the first place that you let me hit it
Smokin on that, smokin on that oh wee
Rollin in my ole school hooptie
Hopin the chance to make you move your booty, your booty, your booty
This is my song for real no doubt, said the DJ's making me feel thugged out
Women on to the dance floor...
Remember Sega Genesis, remember Mary's Reminisce
Remember Tommy Hilfiger, Polo on my tennis shoes
Remember R. Kelly when he was with Public Announcement
Remember that first time that you heard a remix
Remember Honey Love, remember Bump N Grind
Remember 12 Play but we only made it till nine
You remember curfews, remember you was scared to move
I remember that first time, first time I didn't wanna hurt you
Smokin on that, smokin on that oh wee
Rollin in my ole school hooptie
Hopin the chance to make you move your booty, your booty, your booty
This is my song for real no doubt, said the DJ's making me feel thugged out
Women on to the dance floor...
Remember high school but I was only five two
I remember when you use to have a crush on all them older fly dudes
Remember your best friend, yea I liked her too
Remember French class, merci ver coo
Remember trapper keepers, remember pencil fight
Remember [?] pop rock and tyre nights
Remember summer time, remember corn rows
Remember you said you'd hold me down even though I was a gigolo
Smokin on that, smokin on that oh wee
Rollin in my ole school hooptie
Hopin the chance to make you move your booty, your booty, your booty
This is my song for real no doubt, said the DJ's making me feel thugged out
Women on to the dance floor...
America lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Pitbull)
[Pitbull:]
I love her, you know her like I know her
So powerful, so beautiful, it's crazy to think
The things that she'll do to you
She'll change your life
She'll give you the freedom to be what you want
She's doing nice, she's the only one
[Nick Cannon:]
I climbed on the bar to see her
Everybody in the world wants to meet her
I drive thousands of miles just to take a picture
So beautiful and magical I dripped and bust since I was a little boy
So I need to find her, she is a special girl
Nothing is like her, I search for her around the world
I wanna make her mine, think of her all the time
She'll never leave me, she'll never leave me
Her name is America, she is my lady
I swear to protect her, oh so amazing
Her name is America, she is my baby
I promised to love her, more than God above us
She is America, and I want her
She is America, and I love her
[Pitbull:]
Oho, America, America, ooh, that girl
Oho, America, America, ooh that girl
[Nick Cannon:]
Fight to people
Battling, they want her, they try to steal her
Pick my armor up and put my spears down
She's my number one, the only one I wanna stay by her side
So I need to find her, she is a special girl
Nothing is like her, I search for her around the world
I wanna make her mine, think of her all the time
She'll never leave me, she'll never leave me
Her name is America, she is my lady
I swear to protect her, oh so amazing
Her name is America, she is my baby
I promised to love her, more than God above us
She is America, and I want her
She is America, and I love her
[Pitbull:]
America baby, hold on baby
Wassup baby, go ahead baby
Maybe we can jump off in the car
Drop the top and look at the 50 stars
Dressed with skin tight, red, white, blue
Her heels like ooh, and I was like ooh
Baby go and lie, maybe later on we can hit my spot, right
She know Trina and her girlfriend Gina
Going back and forth like they was Serena
On Monday I'm seeing Erica, but God bless America
[Nick Cannon:]
Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, to the dawn's early light, light
Mami in the club, full of stars, we got stripes
Walk it out in the sound, tryna get them civil rights
It's Mister Worldwide and your man Nick Cannon
We salute her all night
Her name is America, she is my lady
I swear to protect her, oh so amazing
Her name is America, she is my baby
I promised to love her, more than God above us
She is America, and I want her
She is America, and I love her
Pajama Pants lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Future & Migos)
[Future:]
I'm fresh to death, I need an ambulance
I like a bad Puerto Rican on a handstand
Never talk 'bout what she be wearing off in the club
I'm talking bout what that bitch be wearing off in my room
[Hook:]
In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants
In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants
[Nick Cannon:]
Tell the white girls to pop it, tell the black girls to drop it
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, do it again, don't stop it
Don't want to see you in no skirt
Don't want to see you in no bra
Got some hoes and some hoes and some hoes in this house
She came in the club with her friends, so now I'm fucking her friends
You know how we go with them hating ass hoes (Yo it's Nick Cannon and Migos!)
But don't believe the rumors, fuck college girls and cougars
They creeping in my room tryna cut like Freddy Krueger
Them strippers I salute you, church girls, hallelujah
Even got your grandmamma twerk-twerking out her bloomers
Them strippers I salute you, church girls, hallelujah
Even got your grandmamma twerk-twerking out her bloomers
[Future:]
I'm fresh to death, I need an ambulance
I like a bad Puerto Rican on a handstand
Never top out when she be wearing off in the club
I'm talking bout what that bitch be wearing off in my room
[Hook:]
In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants
In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants
[Takeoff:]
She pop lock and drop it, and shawty Korean
She twerk it, she roll it, her body like Shakira
Migos, Nick Cannon, we wyling out
Lil mama she bad, she standing out
Trap out the bando, I'm hiding out
She twerking it, making that money for certain
She hit the bedroom and she squirting
[?] lord have mercy
Then I pull up in the Fisker, but never tell her that I miss her
[Quavo:]
She can pop it in pajamas, take her to the Bahamas
She can smoke up all my reefer, she be introduced to my mama
Like a pizza, delivery to the neighbors
And you can catch me with Nick Cannon, wyling out on vacation
We on our way to the top, Migos party at the top floor
And you can't attend this party 'less you got on pajamas
[Traphik:]
I say, who got the nicest cakes up in they PJs
Could it be them east coast latino mamis twerking in BK
Or, could it be that LA face, with a but from the bay
Either way, put that cake in my face like it's my b-day
She know just what she doing when she doing what she does
I take a couple shots up off her booty till I'm buzzed
Cause, I feel that Henny pumping through my blood
Don't like my bitches skinny, I just like a little budge
So if you got that apple, maybe peach, maybe a plum
My banana's in pajamas so watch out cause here I come
A movie from Nick Cannon cause I beat it like a drum
Got my hands up on her cakes and then I squeeze em till their crumbs
Wake up in the morning, make a sandwich and I'm swazy
You cannot have my babys, I'm so sorry, please don't hate me
She said if I wore my PJs then I thought that you would date me
I said no you had it backwards baby, I was only JP
[Hook:]
In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants
In my room, get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants
Dance Floor lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Ryan Bowers & Kehlani)
It's incredible
Kells
Let's do it again
Take 'em back
If y'all remember
Yo
[Nick Cannon:]
You remember when you loved a nigga?
You remember them 90s songs?
Remember when you jocked a nigga?
Spending all night, all night on the phone
Remember talking, talking
'Till they cut my minutes off?
You remember when you stalked a nigga?
Wait a minute maybe I got that wrong
I remember you had me sprung
You remember us walking home?
Remember your daddy walking always tryin' to kick it but you always got to dippin''
When them streetlights came on
Remember playin hide 'n' go get it?
I remember your eskimo kisses
You remember your mommas Honda?
First place that you let me hit it
[Ryan Bowers:]
Smoking on that
Smoking on that
Oooo weee...
Rolling in my old school hoopty
Bumping them jams that make you move your booty
Your booty
Your booty (Turn up!)
[Kehlani:]
This is my song for real
DJ's playin them songs that make me feel
Thugged out
We got bitches on the dance floor
Bitches on the dance floor
Bitches on the dance floor (Turn up!)
This is my song for real, for real, for real
This is my song for real, for real, for real
This is my song for real, for real, for real
[Nick Cannon:]
Remember Sega Genesis?
Remember Mary's reminisce?
Remember Tommy Hilfiger
Polo on my tennis shit
Remember R. Kelly when he was wit'
Public Announcement
Remember that first time
That you heard a remix?
Remember Honey Love?
Remember Bump And Grind?
Remember 12 play but we only made it 'till 9?
You remember curfew?
Remember you were scared to move?
I remember that first time that I stuck it in didn't wanna hurt you?
[Ryan Bowers:]
Smoking on that
Smoking on that
Oooo weee...
Rolling in my old school hoopty
Bumping them jams that make you move your booty
Your booty
Your booty (Turn up!)
[Kehlani:]
This is my song for real
DJ's playin them songs that make me feel
Thugged out
We got bitches on the dance floor
Bitches on the dance floor
Bitches on the dance floor (Turn up!)
This is my song for real, for real, for real
This is my song for real, for real, for real
This is my song for real, for real, for real
[Nick Cannon:]
Remember I was only 5"2?
Remember high school?
Remember I was only 5"2?
Remember you used to have a crush on all them older fly dudes?
I remember your best friend
Yeah I liked her too
Remember French Class?
Merci beacoup?
Remember trapped keeper?
Remember pencil fighting? (Bang!)
Remember Now & Laters?
Pop Rocks?
Italian Ices?
Remember summer time?
Remember my cornrows?
Remember you said you'd hold me down even if I was a gigolo?
[Ryan Bowers:]
Smoking on that
Smoking on that
Oooo weee...
Rolling in my old school hoopty
Bumping them jams that make you move your booty
Your booty
Your booty (Turn up!)
[Kehlani:]
This is my song for real
DJ's playin them songs that make me feel
Thugged out
We got bitches on the dance floor
Bitches on the dance floor
Bitches on the dance floor (Turn up!)
This is my song for real, for real, for real
This is my song for real, for real, for real
This is my song for real, for real, for real
OJ lyrics - Nick Cannon
You can run as fast as you can
But you're never gonna catch me
You can run as fast as you can
But I've always been [?]
You can run as fast as you can
You can see but cannot touch me
You can run as fast as you can
Now OJ Simpson
Now OJ Simpson
Now OJ Simpson
We running around juking them
We running through the hole and juking them
I keep it organic, I'm juicing these
More head than a Yamaka Jewish
Take off in the Coupe with no roof in this
My crew is too live like [?]
We cutting like 9's, get sued [?]
We're killing the club, OJ Simpson
You can run as fast as you can
But you're never gonna catch me
You can run as fast as you can
But I've always been [?]
You can run as fast as you can
You can see but cannot touch me
You can run as fast as you can
Now OJ Simpson
Now OJ Simpson
Now OJ Simpson
[Polow da Don:]
The liquor, is poured
You blocking, we scored
While you at home, we [?]
And while you [?]
You can run as fast as you can
But you're never gonna catch me
You can run as fast as you can
But I've always been [?]
You can run as fast as you can
You can see but cannot touch me
You can run as fast as you can
Now OJ Simpson
Now OJ Simpson
Now OJ Simpson
[Nick:] Connor [?] is out of the building and it's so much love here at the White People Party Music Festival! We're singing along - I just met this guy right here and he.. rocks bro! How you doing man?!
[Lucas:] Hey, how you guys doing?
[Nick:] Hey, this guy is so cool man, his name is Lucas and he's just awesome man. You're my new best bud - You can count on me! You need anything, you can count on me!... awesome
Phuckin' Awesome lyrics - Nick Cannon
That's my weird friend Frank right there
My black friend Eddie yea he lives upstairs
His girlfriend Gurt she's twerking on the chair
Friends are a virtue I got em all here
Got a gay friend who lives in Rusida
Last name Jenkins first name Peta
Think that's ironic no me neither
But his t-shirt says I love divas
Friend [?] smoke alot of chiba
Politically correct yea cronic [?]
Then there's Evalisa believes she a diva
These are my friends and I'll never ever leave em
I need em
Dude you're me bro oh, no matter where you go
I'm right here if you need me, if you need me
If you need me, oh I'm right here
He's cool and she's cool
Cool with everybody in the party
Cause we're phuckin awesome
We're phuckin awesome
Oh we're phuckin awesome
Yea, yea, yea, yea
We're phuckin awesome
[x2]
Fucking awesome, awesome...
Young cats wanna act low pro
Hit em with new shots a patron
[?] wanna bang your moms
She's a milf but you're still my bro
It's no problem if she follows
[?] cocaine leave us home alone
Dude how rad I could be your step dad
Slumber parties every night
That's so kick ass
Dude you're me bro oh, no matter where you go
I'm right here if you need me, if you need me
If you need me, oh I'm right here
He's cool and she's cool
Cool with everybody in the party
Cause we're phuckin awesome
We're phuckin awesome
Oh we're phuckin awesome
Yea, yea, yea, yea
We're phuckin awesome
[x2]
Fucking awesome, awesome...
Dude you are the coolest
You're the coolest
Dude you're so cool that I wouldn't even fuck your sister
I want to but I wouldn't
Just give, just give me a hug dude
I phuckin love you dude
Nick Cannon rules, we're the phuckin awesome
He's cool and she's cool
Cool with everybody in the party
Cause we're phuckin awesome
We're phuckin awesome
Oh we're phuckin awesome
Yea, yea, yea, yea
We're phuckin awesome
[x2]
Fucking awesome, awesome...
Birthday Interlude lyrics - Nick Cannon
White People Party Music
Oh my god this is so much fun, I never wanna go home
Turn up
(Surprise) Open ya eyes, it's the Cannon
All year long, I been party planning
In the lab, cookin' up, cleaning, spickin' and spanning
We sending out invites, addressing the haters
Come and get it serve em' up like some waiters
It's gone be a magic show like Shaq before the Lakers
Mr. Entertainment, cake got the bakers its a rap
I'm gifted enjoy the celebration
Open em' up for all these toys, takers
Callin' my boys to bring the noise makers
And girls, I need you to come cute
No costumes, just your birthday suit
Everybody drink like its your birthday, everybody smoke like its your birthday
Wave your hand like its your birthday, drop two grand like its your birthday
Hey we gon' celebrate, strike a pose and just let 'em hate
Hey we gon' celebrate, strike a pose and just let 'em hate
Are you an aries, are you a taurus, are you a gemini
Are you a cancer, are you a leo, are you a virgo, sagittarius (let go)
Are you a libra, are you a scorpion, are you a capricorn, you aquarius, are you a pisces
Whats your birthday, its your birthday, make noise
Fuck Your Birthday lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. DJ Class and Fatman Scoop)
DJ it's my birthday, my motherfucking birthday
Now won't you play some shit to make the girls go wild
Yeah if you looking sexy and if you came to party
Then let me see you lose it when the beat drop right now
(Go!...), fuck your birthday
(Go!...), fuck your birthday
[Hook:]
Tonight I'm gone be dancing, tonight I'm gone be drinking
Tonight I'm gone be flirting, cause fuck your birthday
I'm not asking permission, I only ask forgiveness
[?] live life so [?] fuck your birthday
Fuck your birthday [x4]
I don't give a fuck, Imma play what I want
I don't give a fuck, I'm tryna get drunk
I don't give a fuck, Imma play what I want
And I don't really care if you was born this month
Fuck your birthday, shake your ass
Fuck your birthday, take this glass
Fuck your birthday shake your ass
What them hoes screaming class?
DJ it's my birthday, my motherfucking birthday
Don't judge me if I get some random booty right now
Yeah if you looking sexy, and if you came to party
Then let me see you lose it when the beat drop right now
(Go!...), fuck your birthday
(Go!...), fuck your birthday
[Hook]
It's my birthday, it's it's my birthday
Fuck your birthday, oh fuck your birthday
[x2]
[Hook]
Fuck your birthday [x8]
Stadium lyrics - Nick Cannon
Celebratin', gettin' nasty
Paper like an athlete
I make it rain, m-make it rain if you ask me
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Stadium, stadium, stadium
Ole, ole, ole, ole
Ole, ole, ole, ole
Wave at them haters
Now just wave at them haters
We gon' wave at them haters
Yeah just wave at them haters
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Stadium, stadium, stadium
Do it big or not at all
Like Spalding I was made to ball
These hundred dollar bills was made to fall
The window to the wall
Mama can you handle this
I run game like an analyst
I'm on my touchdown dance ish
I pop champagne like I won the championship
Celebratin', gettin' nasty
Paper like an athlete
I make it rain, m-make it rain if you ask me
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Stadium, stadium, stadium
Ole, ole, ole, ole
Stadium, stadium
Ole, ole, ole, ole
Stadium, stadium
Wave at them haters
Now just wave at them haters
We gon' wave at them haters
Yeah just wave at them haters
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Stadium, stadium, stadium
Celebratin', gettin' nasty
Paper like an athlete
I make it rain, m-make it rain if you ask me
Do it big, stadium
That's why they hatin' him
Cause I feel them ladies up
In the palladium
Lil' mama can you handle this?
I run game like an analyst
I'm on my touchdown dance ish
I pop champagne like I won the championship
Celebratin', gettin' nasty
Paper like an athlete
I make it rain, m-make it rain if you ask me
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Stadium, stadium, stadium
Stadium, stadium
St-st-stadium, stadium
St-st-stadium, stadium
St-st-stadium, stadium
London, Montego
Brazil and Ibiza
Morocco, Miami
Japan and Korea
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Do it big, stadium
Stadium, stadium, stadium
Pete's Rap lyrics - Nick Cannon
[Pete:]
Man, I have some hidden talents, Nick. I have bars for days
[Nick Cannon:]
What are you talking about?
[Pete:]
I rap, man. I just don't tell anybody
[Nick Cannon:]
What do you mean?
[Pete:]
I'm, uh, I'm pretty good. I have songs
[Nick Cannon:]
Really?
[Pete:]
Yeah
[Nick Cannon:]
Like what's a title of one?
[Pete:]
Um, I [beep] all [beep] everybody. I talk about [beep] all girls, ugly ones. Because they're there. And someone needs to [beep] them. You know what I'm saying?
Oh yeah and one of them is, the chorus is:
I'm [beep] everybody
I'm [beep] everybody
While she rock Kmart Obugari
I'm [beep] everybody
Uh, that's one of the things, and the verse is:
I'm [beep] these [beep] around the world
You turn your back and I take your girl
My [beep] goes so far down her [beep]
That I guarantee that she goin' hurl
Okay [beep] now clean it up
You know me I don't give a [beep]
Get lost girl I'm not a squirrel
I won't chase you if you take my nuts
That's one of them, and then, uh - you know what I'm saying? I can rap, man. I just don't - you know - I know my lane. That's all
Me Sexy lyrics - Nick Cannon
This joint right here
Is only for the sexy people
So all you fly motherfuckers
Get out there and dance!
Dance I said!
I don't care if you're black, white, Asian
Even my Spanish people like
Ay my sexy tonight!
[Hook:]
Me sexy, me sexy, oh yeah
Me sexy, me sexy, oh yeah, yeah
Me sexy, me sexy, oh yeah
Me sexy, me sexy, oh yeah, yeah
(Fuck what them haters say!)
Me sexy, oh yeah, oh yeah
Me sexy, oh yeah, oh yeah
Me sexy, oh yeah, oh yeah
Me sexy, oh yeah, oh yeah
(Fuck what them haters say!)
Hola nena!
Como te llamas?
Te acaba de ver
El la discoteca
Te miras bien buena
Tienes un buen trasero
Eso es lo que me encanta!
Aqui no hay nadie como tu
En la discoteca!
Si haces todo lo que te digo
Yo tengo dinero
Tengo una mansion
Y tengo carros
Tengo todo lo que una chica desea tener
Te sientes sexy?
If you believe in love
Then you fulfill your fantasy!
So tonight I want the world to see me come
Me sexy (te ves bien buena)
Me sexy (oh yeah)
Me sexy (te ves bien buena)
Me sexy (oh yeah)
Me sexy (te ves bien buena)
Me sexy (oh yeah)
What them haters say?
What them haters say?
[Hook]
S.E.X.Y. we don't need no alibi
We're sexy, yeah, yeah, we're sexy!
S.E.X.Y. we don't need no alibi
We're sexy, yeah, yeah, we're sexy!
Everybody in the
Everybody in the place, let me see your
Everybody in the place, let me see your sexy face
Magnum, magnum
Blue steel, magnum!
Blue steel! [x2]
If you believe in love
Then you fulfill your fantasy!
So tonight I want the world to see me come
Me sexy (te ves bien buena)
Me sexy (oh yeah)
Me sexy (te ves bien buena)
Me sexy (oh yeah)
Me sexy (te ves bien buena)
Me sexy (oh yeah)
What them haters say?
What them haters say?
[Hook]
I got some sexy ass friends
With some sexy ass money
We throwing sexy ass 20s
Spending sexy ass 100s
Got a sexy ass smile
With some sexy ass features
Got some sexy ass pupils
With some sexy ass teachers!
We're some sexy ass friends
With some sexy ass toes
We got some sexy ass abs
Throw them sexy ass bows!
Get your sexy, sexy ass
Out them sexy ass clothes
And tell the DJ spin it back
And play this sexy ass song!
White Lady lyrics - Nick Cannon
Go whitegirl, go whitegirl [x5]
[Chorus:]
So won't you shake it like a white lady, white lady
No no don't fake it do it right lady, right lady
I see you dancing like a white lady, white lady
Don't be ashamed cause your white lady, white lady
Oh no no no
When I first see her move, I couldn't tell what she was doing
It looked like her body was in a state of confusion
She staring bumpin and humpin
You might have thought she gon crazy
I said somebody help me and come and get this old lady
[Chorus]
I don't know how to say this girl
But this is my party girl and it's my world
And you don't got no riddim pretending to get offended, girl
Don't get mad this dance is simple, girl
From the right to the left now the middle, girl
Now rock don't stop till you get it, girl
Hold on wait, are you dancing to the words
What beat are you on, one step at a time, lets go
Cause I don't wanna lose your love
And when it comes to the drum I wanna use your love
Cause your two left shoes got me doing supm
And that white girl groove got you acting up
And get you back into it now relax your muscle
A white woman got swag, just ask Russell
We having moves like that since doing the hustle
She just said woiii, now she she making me touch her
Up goes the shirt now she's girls gone wild
Thanks to Barrack she thinks I'm hot now
Doing your dance, do your dance
Do it right, right, right
It don't matter, it don't matter if your white, white, white
Doing your dance, do your dance
Do it right, right, right
Here's your chance, here's your chance tonight
[Chorus]
I see you rock your hips now pop your shoulder right
Keep it comin with the white woman over there [x2]
[Chorus]
Come on just shake it like a white lady, white lady [x10]
Feel The Music lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Colette Carr)
[Colette Carr:]
Feel the music
It's a fucking party
Feel the music
Move your body body
Feel the music
It's a fucking party
Feel the music
Move your body body body yeah
[Nick Cannon:]
When the freaks come out to party rock the night away
If you came to move your body let me hear you say
Oh la la (oh la la) oh la la (oh la la hey)
Lets get it cracking tonight
[Colette Carr:]
Feel the music
It's a fucking party
Feel the music
Move your body body
Feel the music
It's a fucking party
Feel the music
Move your body body body yeah
[Nick Cannon:]
T-t-t-two, four, six, eight
H-h-h-haters can't appreciate
A-ain't nothin but a party
Party with a bunch of bodies
B-b-bodies on the dance floor
Flow is going ham so
Throw your hands th-th-throw your hands
Th-th-throw your hands in the air
When the freaks come out to party rock the night away
If you came to move your body let me hear you say
Oh la la (oh la la) oh la la (oh la la hey)
Lets get it cracking tonight
[Colette Carr:]
Feel the music
It's a fucking party
Feel the music
Move your body body
Feel the music
It's a fucking party
Feel the music
Move your body body body yeah
[Nick Cannon:]
When the freaks come out to party rock the
Came to move your body let me
La la (oh la la) oh la la (oh la la ey)
Lets get it cracking tonight
[Colette Carr:]
Feel the music
It's a fucking party
Feel the music
Move your body body
Feel the music
It's a fucking party
Feel the music
Move your body body body yeah
[x2]
Fuck Nick Cannon lyrics - Nick Cannon
[Hook:]
When I pull up to the club they like (Fuck Nick Cannon)
When I hop out the Lambo they go (Fuck Nick Cannon)
They just mad cause they bitches wanna (Fuck Nick Cannon)
Wanna (Fuck Nick Cannon)
Wanna (Fuck Nick Cannon)
When I pull up to the club they like (Fuck Nick Cannon)
When I hop out the Lambo they go (Fuck Nick Cannon)
They just mad cause they bitches wanna (Fuck Nick Cannon)
Wanna (Fuck Nick Cannon)
Wanna (Fuck Nick Cannon)
[?] to the FCC
Middle fingers up like f-u see me
I'm playing H.A.M, Lakers setting niggas (free, free, free)
Why you all up on my my Ying Yang (all skeet, skeet, skeet)
My dick game like Big Kane
Daddy, that my nickname
Millionaire named Nick mane
And that's just all my [?]
Don't talk about my chick mane
Her paper so, insane
She bought a plane, that's 6 days
But she put that shit in Nick's name
Hater's is commenting
I'mma be laughing at ya
On my day shit, hells yea
Nigga I'm in Africa
I'm rich bitch
Abracadabra
Two bad bitches and I got 'em in my automatic
[Hook]
When I walk up in the club it's like lights, camera, action
Diamonds shoes, Thriller
I'm so Michael Jackson
Y'all see the fashion
My car got a [?]
My white Lambo love niggas
Car dashin' (Bla, bla, bla)
Black car flashin'
Nigga tuck yo' cash in
That shit is embarassin'
Like white peoples dancing
My currency's Republican, they hate paying taxes
Fuck it it's just me at war
[?]
Do the math, if you had half of my stash you'd be relaxing
Bitch I'm a problem, improper fractions
Money don't talk unless Bill Gates starts rapping
Nah nigga, nah nigga, ain't gon' happen
[Hook]
Haha
Told y'all
I'm laughing at y'all
I get it
They hate me cause they ain't me
Haha
Yo, haters is help and we don't argue with the help
Honestly
If a hater saw me walking on water
They'd swear I can't swim
Yo, it is what it is
I tell you like this though
Real talk
I understand
Cause I'd be like
Fuck me too
If I wasn't, wasn't me
Hahaha
Famous lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Akon)
[Nick Cannon:]
I feel like I'm famous
You don't need no money
You don't need no talent
You don't need no furs
You don't need no diamonds
You don't need no girls
You don't need no cars
When the beat drop show em you a superstar
[Chorus:]
Bounce, bounce, like you famous
Jump, jump, like you famous
Shake, shake, like you famous
Dance, dance, like you famous
Drink, drink, like you famous
Fuck, fuck, like you famous
Pose, pose, like you famous
Hold up, bitch I'm famous
[Akon:]
Just looking at you, I can see a star
Gotta tell you girl I'm impressed 'bout how you are
Everything is lining up perfect with no flaw
The only thing you need is someone like me involved
To break you all down, I know you've been waiting all day
Just get rid of those clowns and I will show you the way
Stop hanging around, we can paint this town
Until the lights come down on you and make you famous
Ohh, girl, I can make you famous
Best believe I can make you famous
Ohh, girl, I can make you famous
Best believe I can make you famous
Ohh, girl, I can make you famous
Best believe I can make you famous
Ohh, girl, I can make you famous
Bitch, I'm famous
I feel like I'm famous
(I'm freaking freaking famous!)
I feel like I'm famous
(I'm freaking freaking famous!)
Lights, stars, money, cars
Lights, stars, money, cars
Lights, stars, money, cars
When this beat drop let them know who you are
[Chorus]
[Nick Cannon:]
(I feel like I'm famous)
When I'm broke in a ma'fucka drove to the club
In an ugly old school V-dub bucket
(I feel like I'm famous)
I don't give a fuck, I'm buying out the bar
That seventeen, thirty eight Remy Mar'
Party hard, I'mma call three broads
In my Adidas
No Louis Vuitton dawg, these knock-offs
I'm tryin' to get my papers like Peter Popoff
Late night BET need a bear cloth
Save my money like four grandmas
Sex tapes like I'm wrestling [?]
Smoke weed, doing shots, it ain't my fault, so
[Chorus]
I feel like I'm famous
(That seventeen, thirty eight got me going)
I feel like I'm famous
(That seventeen, thirty eight got me going)
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