[Chorus] Warriors! Come Out And Play! X2 Warriors Ey Ey x3 Gd Up From The Feet Up ABCDEF Im A G To The End The End Of The Road But Back In The Kitchen
Boy, I think about it every night and day I'm addicted, wanna jump inside your love I wouldn't wanna have it any other way I'm addicted and I just can
The star of the show Hardworking Mr. Dynamite James Brown, Brown, Brown Yo, I don't mean to brag, there's the tag Brown got a brand new bag Shining star
I don't want nobody To give me nothing Open up the door I'll get it myself I don't want nobody To give me nothing Open up the door I'll get it myself
You can get it if you really want You can get it if you really want You can get it if you really want But you must try, try and try Try and try, you'll
Down, get it down! Down, get it down! Down, get it down! Down, get it down! More money, more riches, More freaky, model misses 6 4 booty, make it hit
I start every day with a smile on my face And the feel of a kiss on my lips When the world plays too rough, I can find a healing touch Life?s never been
There were guys watching my body There were guys watching my breasts There were guys watching my body I was excited, losing my breath Why did I listen
These are the last days, settle in Look at the turmoil our kids left the ghetto in They bustin' metal and ain't got remorse for the innocent It's just
That's the stuff that turns me on More than gold and money I need sounds loud and rough Like the bee the honey my love I can't get enough Move you legs
I saw her today at the reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she was gonna meet her connection At her feet was a footloose man And I said, you
I saw her today at the reception. She had a glass of wine in her hand. She said, "well, now I have to go meet my connection." At her feet was
I fall in love and I get hurt When bad luck hits I get it first To try again seems useless now I'll get hurt again anyhow 'Cause I always get caught
I'll get by As long as I have you Oh, there be rain and darkness too I'll not complain, I'll live with you Poverty may come to me that's true But what
I get no kick from champagne Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why should it be true That I get a kick out of you? Some get a kick from
You're the son of his Majesty Remember how it used to be In the light of day it's easy to see Now it's night time, you had to leave Separated from the
Oh, oh, when I'm with you baby, I go out of my head I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough All the things you do to me and everything you said