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Gretchen Wilson-Redneck Women

Well,I ain't never been the Barbie doll type
No, I can't swig that sweet Champagne
I'd rather drink beer all night
In a tavern or in a honky tonk
or on a four-wheel drive tailgate
I've got posters on my wall
of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait
Some people look down on me
but I don't give a rip
I'll stand barefooted
in my own front yard
with a baby on my hip

'Cause I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say, 'hey ya'll' and 'yee-haw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on
On my front porch all year long
And I know all the words
to every Charlie Daniels song
So here's to all my sisters out there
keeping it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah'
from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah
Victoria's Secret
well their stuff's real nice
But I can buy the same damn thing
on a Wal-Mart shelf half price
And still look sexy,
just as sexy as those models on TV
I don't need no designer tag
to make my man want me
Well, you might think I'm trashy
a little too hardcore
But in my neck of the woods
I'm just the girl next door

I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say, 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on
On my front porch all year long
And I know all the words
to every Tanya Tucker song
So here's to all my sisters out there
keeping it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah'
from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah
I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say, 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on
On my front porch all year long
And I know all the words
to every ol' Bocephus song
So here's to all my sisters out there
keeping it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah'
from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Hell yeah
I said hell yeah!


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Kanye West-The new workout plan

[Intro]
You just popped in the Kanye West
Get right for the summer workout tape
And ladies if you follow these instructions exactly
you might bear to pull you a rapper, a NBA player
Man, at least a dude wit’ a car
So first of all we gon’ work on the stomach
Nobody wants a little tight ass!

[Verse 1]
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and get them sit ups right and
Tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this
Give head, stop breathe, get up, check your weave
Don’t drop the blunt and disrespect the weed
Pick up your son and don’t disrespect your seed
It’s a party tonight and ooh she’s so excited
Tell me who’s invited: you, your friends and my dick
What’s scary to me is Henny makes girls look like Halle Berry to me
So excuse me miss, I forgot your name
Thank you, God bless you, good night I came..
I came...
I came..

[Chorus]
It’s been a week without me
and she feel weak without me
She wanna talk it out but
Ain’t nothin’ to talk about
‘Lest, she talkin’ about freakin’ out
then maybe we can work it out
Work it out (Come on) [4x]
Work it out now
Maybe we can work it out (Come on, come on)

[Verse 2]
Oh girl your silhouette make me wanna light a cigarette
My name Kanye from the Jigga set Twista said get it wet
Ooh girl your breath is HARSH
Cover your mouth up like you got SARS
Off them tracks yea I bought them cars
Still killa a nigga on 16 bars
We ain’t sweatin’ to the oldies we jukin to a cold beat
Maybe one day girl we can bone
so you can brag to all your homies now
But I still mess with a big girl if you ain’t fit girl I’ll hit girl
1 and you brought 2 friends OK 3 more now hop in the Benz
Four door do you know the difference between a 5, 6, 7, 8
All the mocha lattes you gotta do Pilates
You gotta pop this tape in before you start back dating
Hustlers, gangstas, all us, ballas

[Chorus]
It’s been a week without me
and she feel weak without me
She wanna talk it out but
Ain’t nothin’ to talk about
‘Lest, she talkin’ about freakin’ out
then maybe we can work it out
Work it out (Come on) [4x]
Work it out now
Maybe we can work it out (Come on, come on)

[Interlude: Ladies speaking w/ Kanye in the background]
[Jill] Hi may name is Jill, I just want to say thanks to
Kanye’s workout plan. I was able to pull a NBA player
and like now I shop every day on Rodeo drive
I just want to say, thank you Kanye! woooo! woooo! woooo!

[Asandra] My name is Asandra, and I just want to say
that ever since listenin’ to Kanye’s workout tape
I was able to get my phone bill paid, I got sounds and 13’s
put up in my Cavalier and I was able to get a free trip to Cancun
And what’s most importantly is that I ain’t gotta fuck Ray Ray’s
broke ass no mo’

(Work it mo’ juge it mo’ pump it mo, Chi-town mo’ let’s go mo’)

[Alamae] My name is Alamae from Moville, Alabama
and I just want to say since listenin’ to Kanye’s workout tape
I been able to date outside the family, I got a double wide
And I rode the plain, rode the plain, rode the plain

[Girl]
I’m the envy of all my friends
See I pulled me a baller man (yeah)
And I don’t gotta work at the mall again

[Beat changes]

(Lemme break ya wit’ a piece of)
My favorite work out plan (oh! oh! oh!)
I wanna see you work out (yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah)
(It’s that old Michael Jackson shit)

That’s right put in work, move your ass, go wizzerk
Get your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve
It’s Kanye’s workout plan
I said it’s Kanye’s workout plan (Ladies and gentlemen)
It’s Kanye’s workout plan (Allow myself to introduce myself)
His woooorrrrkkoouut plan (This time around I want y’all to clap like this)

That’s right put in work
Move your ass, go wizzerk
Eat your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve (Stop!)
It’s Kanye’s workout plan (Ok bring)
I said it’s Kanye’s workout plan (I know y’all ain’t tired)
It’s Kanye’s workout plan (But I hope not, ‘cuz on this one I need ya)
His woooorrrrkkoouut plan (to give me a soul clap ok? double time)

That’s right put in work (Woo!)
Move your ass, go wizzerk (Ow!
Eat your salad, no dessert (Ugh!)
Get that man you deserve

That’s right put in work (Put in work)
Move your ass, go wizzerk (Go wizzerk)
Eat your salad, no dessert (No dessert)
Get that man you deserve (You hear, ugh)

That’s right put in work (That’s right put in work)
Move your ass, go wizzerk (Go wizzerk)
Eat your salad, no dessert (Eat your salad, no dessert)
Get that man you deserve (Woo!)

(Okay, okay, okay, that’s, that’d be good) [Applause and cheering]
(I appreciate your time)
I want to see you work out for me
Woah yeah

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Eminem-How Come
[Chorus: Eminem]
How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can be true
We family and aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you

[Verse 1: Eminem]
so young, so full of life in vibrant side by side wherever you weres ridin i went
so close, almost on some bonnie and clyde shit
when ronnie died you weres right by my side with a sholder to cry on
tissue to wipe my eyes, and a bucket to catch every tear i cried inside it
you even had the same type of childhood i did
sometimes i just want to know why is it that you surcame to yours
and mine i survived it, you ran the streets, i 9 to 5'd it
we grew up, grew apart, as time went by us, then i blew up
to both yours and mine surprises
now i feel the vibe i just cant describe it
as much as your pride tries to hide it
your cold, you touch its like ice
in your eyes is the look of resenment
i can sense it, and i dont like it

[Chorus: Eminem]
How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can be true
We family and aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you

[Verse 2: Kon Artis]
it was my dream at first to be on spittin a verse
on my own album with a deal but shit got burst
so i came out i woulda killed a nigga first
before i let him disrespect me and check me over some worste
some bitch that i wasnt with i would hit her then quit
but you would pull a talk with her and tell her she was the shit
i told you dont get involved in it, you was smokin the chron with her
comin out of the bar with her stumblin half drunk
like yall was husband and wife or somethin
but me catchin you fuckin other niggers musta hurt you pride or somethin
cuz you wont fuck at the mouth with people like you wanted with me
when all i tried to do was show your bitch was shifty
and ever since the fans and all the shit that i produced
you actin like i aint you man and lyin like she can't be loose
but i am really you friend, i'm jus trying to tell you the truth
but dont hate the game or the player
cuz the one that is changing is you

[Chorus: Eminem]
How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can be true
We family and aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you

[Verse 3: Proof]
you're only at the top cuz my homie had to stop
now we actin like i gotta live only for the block
homies in the hood only she be on the tube
only gossip on the porch get to speakin on who
fools i used to rap with all expect magic
like my finger get to snappin and *poof* it jus happen
but PROOF is jus actin out the party was stoned
Shady made it so my babys aint starvin at home
See the devil in you grin since the ghetto we been friends
whenever real intelligence thats forever till the end
i be the hatred in your eyes and the satan in your lives
and wastin my times with these snakes in disguise
(how come) when you talk its with bitter is fight
and (how come) it's my fault for what you did with your life
and everytime i go to hear you and play you look away
we barely embrace, you can't even look me in my face.

[Chorus: Eminem]
How come we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
And I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grape vine we even beefin now
After all the years we been down
Aint no way no how, this bullshit can be true
We family and aint a damn thing changed, unless it's you

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Outkast-Roses

[Verse One - Andre 3000]
Caroline! Caroline!
All the guys would say she's mighty fine
But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
And the other half either got you cursed out, or coming up short
Yeah, now dig this, even though
You'd need a golden calculator to divide
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

[Chorus- Repeat 2x]
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like boo-boo
Yeah, roses really smell like boo-boo

[Verse Two - Andre 3000]
Caroline! See she's the reason for the word "bitch"
I hope she's speeding on the way to the club
Trying to hurry up to get to some
Baller or singer or somebody like that
And try to put on her makeup in the mirror
And crash, crash, crash.. into a ditch! (Just Playing!)
She needs a golden calculator to divide
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
I said "Would you call me?"
She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pursing"
Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak
Trickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!
Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough get so low
Bitch, you ain't that fine
No way.. no way.. no way

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