Been dropping hoes like some bad habits Commitment girl I've been bad at at I ain't with the games but you back at it You could fight with yourself baby just have at it How come you gotta be the one that got away Getting my pieces together girl you got away Well baby I'm just a call away (I'm not doing this anymore Rob) That's what i thought you'd say If you leaving girl quit playing If you mean it girl just say it keep it real I don't believe that what you saying's how you feel I'll just try to give you time to heal If you leaving girl quit playing If you mean it girl just say it keep it real I don't believe that what you saying's how you feel But this time feels like the real deal It's getting late so you know I had to hit you up It ain't nothing for a young nigga To slide and pick you up Haven't hit you in a couple of months And now you talking bout giving up Nobody do it better then me, Girl you can't get enough Gotta come through and beat it up, Have you sitting there talking bout forgiving us Would you believe me, would you believe me (Please believe me, please don't leave me) If you leaving girl quit playing If you mean it girl just say it (keep it real) I don't believe that what you saying's how you feel Ill Just try to give you time to heal If you leaving girl quit playing If you mean it girl just say it (keep it real) I don't even believe that What you saying's how you feel But this time feels like the real deal (No actually though, it's always bare back and forth with you I am over this Just know I am not one of your little tings So don't bother checking for me Don't come to my crib Don't send me nothing, don't call me, nothing Thats it Rob. Honestly.

Alright girls get up now you'll know That what that mean is money of prayer Come out Let's go let's get it Rick Flurry Rick Flurry Let's get it let's get it Rick Flurry Rick Flurry Let's get it Looking at the clock it's about that time Can I introduce myself? I been watching you from far, and it's been too long can I have this song I just get so mesmerized when you up and against that pole I just wanna take you home Who are they to criticize How you decide to make your money I will spend every dime on you baby, take it from me Since I saw you in the corner Had to let you know I want ya All these bitches say you bougie Didn't stop me from approaching I don't give a fuck, what your reputation is I just won't repeat this night and do it all over again These are the thoughts in my mind Hope you don't think I'm crazy Just don't ever try to play me These are rules am engaging I sit back in the back and wait for the perfect time Seems you don't have the time Wish I could re-reverse the time give me time Pretty little thang, give me love out of a sippy cup Sit me up, finish up, zip it up, this is lust Walk up in this bitch said I need that (need that) Shawty caught my eyes said I need that (need that) Let me get a feel, man I hope it feel real I'm the fuckin' real deal, bend over bitch you know the drill Walk up in this bitch said I need that (need that) Shawty caught my eyes said I need that (need that) Let me get a feel, man I hope it feel real I'm the fuckin' real deal, bend over bitch you know the drill Pretty pussy popping put your back into that, hand stance Am about to have a heart attack, let me handle that Can we go somewhere private, show me for a private dance You been working way too hard, I just think you need a man I can be your fucking man, we can fuck and do some things I can make the headboard bang, let me make your clit sing I'm not tryna be rude I just wanna see your birthday suit, if it's cool with you Let me taste, taste your best friend too Knew you were a super freak I could only daydream about it, now it's all reality I pretend she was you when you make a squirt scene Am I choking you too hard? Hope nobody hears you scream Am a little crazy when it comes to you baby We can live together, you're my midnight fantasy I won't let them hurt you I be right back to the ATM These are the thought in my conscious can you hear them? (hear them) Walk up in this bitch said I need that (need that) Shawty caught my eyes said I need that (need that) Let me get a feel, man I hope it feel real I'm the fuckin' real deal, bend over bitch you know the drill Walk up in this bitch said I need that (need that) Shawty caught my eyes said I need that (need that) Let me get a feel, man I hope it feel real I'm the fuckin' real deal, bend over bitch you know the drill Don't stop, keep dirty dancing (dancing) I like it when you turn around dancing (dancing) Let me put my hand on it baby keep dancing (dancing) Don't stop baby keep on dirty dancing Don't stop, keep dirty dancing (dancing) I like it when you turn around dancing (dancing) Let me put my hand on it baby keep dancing (dancing) Don't stop baby keep on dirty dancing Walk up in this bitch said I need that (need that) Shawty caught my eyes said I need that (need that) Let me get a feel, man I hope it feel real I'm the fuckin' real deal, bend over bitch you know the drill Walk up in this bitch said I need that (need that) Shawty caught my eyes said I need that (need that) Let me get a feel, man I hope it feel real I'm the fuckin' real deal, bend over bitch you know the drill

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)