Eric Benet/Faith-Georgy Porgy
[Eric Benet] 
It’s not your situation
I just need contemplation over you (over you)
I’m not so systematic
It’s just that I’m an addict for your love (ooh...oh)

Am i the only one that holds ya
I never ever should have told ya you’re my only girl {never should have told you}
Am i the only one that holds ya {no, no}
I never ever should have told ya you’re my only world

[Eric Benet]
Just think how long I’ve known ya
It’s wrong for me to own ya lock and key (lock and key)
It’s really not confusing
I’m just a young illusion, can’t ya see, hey yeah (yeah...yeah)

Am i the only one that holds ya (no, no)
I never ever should have told ya you’re my only girl (never should have told me)
Am i the only one that holds ya (hey, yeah)
I never ever should have told ya you’re my only world {no no no}

[Faith Evans]
Georgy Porgy, puddin’ pop (oh yeah)
Kiss the girls and make them cry (3x)

[Faith Evans]
Georgy Porgy, puddin’ pop
Kiss the girls, yeah

(Instrumental Portion)

[Faith Evans]
Oh, 
Oh kiss the girls, umm...hmm

[Eric Benet & Faith Evans]
Oh, oh oh...oh, oh...oh, oh (ummm...hmmm)

[Eric Benet]
It’s not your situation (umm...hmm)
I just need contemplation over you, babe (over you) {yes i do} 
I’m not so systematic
It’s just that I’m an addict for your love, baby

Am i the only one that holds ya {no}
I never ever should have told ya you’re my only girl {I never should have told
you} (never should have told me)
Am i the only one that holds ya {yeah}
I never ever should have told ya you’re my only world (never, never, never)

[Faith Evans]
Georgy Porgy, puddin’ pop
Kiss the girls and make them cry (repeat w/ ad lib)

(Instrumental Portion to end)

[*Faith Evans ad libs in (). Eric Benet ad libs in {}]

JT Money/Sole-Who Dat
[JT Money] 
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Joe Nutty, who dat?) 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Who dat? Huh?) 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
(WHO DAT? who dat? WHO DAT? who dat?) 
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew 
(Huh? YEAH!) 

Yo who dat off-brand nigga tryin to hang wit the clique 
Flossin like you came wit the clique 
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick 
or do you just ride dick? 
Cause playa, I don't know you, nigga tell me who you wit! 
If you hang wit the Squad, you bound to get scarred 
Sucker boys run they mouth, real niggaz run the yard 
Round here we blow trees, don't fuck with OB's 
You dick-ride niggaz might be the police; aaaah-iight? 

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya NIG-GA) 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (YEAH!) 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
(Who dat? Who dat? HUH?) 
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew 
(Tryin to.. in my.. it's you!) 

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya) 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat?) 
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew 
(Who dat? Tryin to get up in my..) 

[Sole`] 
Uhh, me and my girls rollin deep, represent the Sole 
Bunch of fly-ass bitches, when we ride it's on 
See them niggaz all pause, droppin digital phones 
Askin me, where you from, cause they wantin to clone, niggaz.. 
Them lines, they spit, they want, my shit 
But game, be wack, I turn, my back 
Then hear that you're lickin, stickin it 
Tell all your friends that you're dickin it 
Swingin on them ??? 
Hi-Fi shit nigga, get sick with this, say 
Who dey? Who dat? No chance, blew dat 
When you said that you wrote this 
Have Red Zone niggaz on blow for this bitch 
Don't you deny it nigga, don't even try it nigga 
You makin claims that you laid wit the fly nigga 
Don't know, your name 
it still, remains 
That you, would say 
you fucked Sole` 
Everytime they turn a back, burn tracks 
Niggaz wanna say they've earned stacks 
Dick be jack, picture that 
Say my name I'm the one, who the fuck is dat? Why? 

[JT Money] 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya) 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?) 
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew 
(Who dat? Tryin to get up in my crew!) 

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya) 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?) 
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew 

I been said a legendary up in this motherfucker 
Veteran in this game, and still bringin ruckus 
Never had no time for tricks or no bustaz 
I only fuck wit dat real I got no love for suckers 
All these tiny-ass niggaz be wanna wear my shoes 
Ain't got the slightest of clues or either paid your dues 
Then these hoes goin crazy, bout J baby! 
The way you show me your love, is by the way you pay me 
The game room been closed, so stay up out of mine 
Just know I keep niggaz up and krunk, like battle lines 
Motherfuckers be all up in a nigga biz 
Tryin to question my shit just like a pop quiz 
Nigga what this is? Aaaa-ight? 

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya) 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?) 
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew 
(Who dat? Tryin to.. in my.. it's you!) 

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya) 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?) 
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew 
(Who dat? Tryin to get up in my crew!) 

(We out to change nigga!) 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya 
(We runnin game nigga! You wanna bang nigga?) 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya 
(It ain't no thang nigga! We out to change nigga) 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
(We runnin game nigga! You wanna bang nigga?) 
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew 
(It ain't no thang nigga! Aaaa-ight!) 

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya) 
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?) 
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew 
(Who dat? Tryin to.. in my.. it's you!) 

Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who 
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?) 
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew 
(Who dat? Tryin to get up in my crew!) 

T.W.D.Y(The Whole Damn Yay)-Player's Holiday
(Too $hort)

What?
You say what?
The president did what?
Ah that's all good baby
He got rid of the Player Haters too?
Ah we need to declare this a national holiday
We gonna call this Players Holiday
Ant B-Z what up man?

(Ant Banks)

Rise and shine make you wanna say
Dear god let me thank you for another day
Liven life on the edge and I'm tryin to break it
To all the duckin the fears but it's a struggle to make it
So this is your day homie now it's time to shine
And for players only checkin we can wine and dine stress free
From the drama, betta go get yo ticket
And come cause players can't lie to kick it

(Mac Mall)

It feels good not to cry nomore
Don't get it twisted cause I still her soul
Maintain is tryin to reach my goal
Liven life truly successful
So my little soldiers never have to sell no dope
All the cutties from the biz comin home again
And we ain't tryin to kill eachother cause brother we all in
Beautiful black women give'em much respect
And ain't no funk between the east and the west
It's just a Player Holiday

Chorus

Today's the day Players play
So you better be on your way
On your way, your way
Now it's time to celebrate
Hurry up and don't be late
Cause you know it's gonna be a lovely day
Lovely day (x16)

(Too $hort)

January 1 the year 2000
We gettin  all the money 
And we make them clowin
You can tell everybody that stays around your way
Today is the official Players Holiday
Short Dog I'm lovin every minute of it
Cause pimps been around since the beginning of it
We barbecuing chicken
That's what we doin
Buy some breezy and we kicken 
The Cap what you doin?

(Captain Save Em)

I'm just sitten here timing like a Rolex watch
I figured by now y'all know Hip-Hop and Rap won't stop
Puttin it together like a racing track
Where my Latino, Filipino, and Essay partners at?
I know you feel me when
I say that lifes a struggle
All but god first y'all know we can't help but bubble
So keep ya head up
And know that things are changing for the better

Chorus

(Ant Banks)

Now all the real players throw
Your roles in The Air
And wave'em like you just don't care
From side to side and from front to back
Throw the peace sign baby
Show me where you at
Dollar bill y'all
We can scream it out loud
And Mac Mall's here
Homie that can move the crowd
So bail with yo nigga across the town
Squeeze on the haters and no need to clown

(Rappin 4-tay)

None of the homies got pop
None of the spots got bad around
But I'll be damned
It's crackin like a summer jam
Barbecues no more fuse Players in Bracelets
Slammin dominos 
Bustin raps still paper chasin
It's better to keep a distance
It's all love baby rub-a-dub-dub
Welcome to the players club baby
A family affair
Toast to the bay 
Hey!!
Looks like it's gonna be one of those lovely days

Chorus

(Mac Mall)

Mama used to put my clothes on layaway
Now I'm dibbed everyday
And every casino got big thangs
Holler at me man
Used to rock the back of the bus
Now I'm spinnin V-12's
Though the times is rough
In god we trust
Hater u can only hate us but you can't front
Cause u knew we were bound to blow up
Get paid while we can
Short Dog and Ant Banks, Mac Mall doin big on a Players Holiday  

Will Smith/Dru Hill-Wild Wild West
Will Smith:
Wild Wild West, Jim West, desperado, rough rider
No you don't want nada
None of this, gun in this, brotha runnin this,
Buffalo soldier, look it's like I told ya
Any damsel that's in distress
Be out of that dress when she meet Jim West
Rough neck so go check the law and abide
Watch your step with flex and get a hole in your side
Swallow your pride, don't let your lip react,
You don't wanna see my hand where my hip be at,
With all of this, from the start of this,
Runnin the game, James West tamin the west so remember the name
Now who ya gonna call?

Dru Hill: Not the G.B.'s

Will Smith:Now who you gonna call?

Dru Hill: *J dub & a G*

Will Smith:
If you have a riff with people wanna bust,
Break out before you get bumrushed at the (Wild Wild West)
When I roll into the (Wild Wild West)
When I stroll into the (Wild Wild West)
When I bounce into the (Wild Wild West) Sisqo, Sisqo

Sisqo: We going straight to the Wild Wild West
       We going straight to the Wild Wild West

Will Smith:
Now, now, now, now once upon a time in the west
Mad man lost his damn mind in the west
Loveless, givin up a dime, nothin' less
Now I must put his behind to the test (can you feel me)
Then through the shadows, in the saddle, ready for battle
Bring all your boys in, here come the poison
Behind my back, all the riffin' ya did,
Front and center, now where your lip at kid?
Who dat is? A mean brotha, bad for your health
Lookin damn good though, if I could say it myself
Told me Loveless is a mad man, but I don't fear that
Got mad weapons too, ain't tryin to hear that
Tryin to bring down me, this champion
When y'all clowns gon' see that it can't be done
Understand me son, I'm the slickest they is,
I'm the quickest as they is, did I say I'm the slickest they is
So if you barking up the wrong tree we comin, don't be startin nothin
Me and my partner gonna test your chest, Loveless
Can't stand the heat then get out the Wild Wild West

Dru Hill: We going straight to (when I roll into the)the Wild Wild
          West (when I stroll into the)
          We going straight to (when I bounce into the)the Wild Wild
          West
          We going straight to the Wild Wild West
          We going straight to the Wild Wild West

Dru Hill: *freestylin*

To any outlaw tryin to draw, thinkin you're bad,
Any draw on West best with a pen and a pad,
Don't even think about it, six gun, weighin a ton,
10 paces and turn, just for fun, son,
Up till sundown, rolling around,
See where the bad guys are to be found and make 'em lay down,
The defenders of the west,
Crushin on pretenders in the west,
Don't mess with us cuz we're in the (Wild Wild West)

Sisqo: We going straight to the Wild Wild West
       We going straight to the Wild Wild West
       We going straight to the Wild Wild West
       We going straight to the Wild Wild West
       We going straight to the Wild Wild West
       We going straight to the Wild Wild West, come on

(Wild Wild West)
When I roll into the
(Wild Wild West)
When I stroll into the
We going straight to the Wild Wild West (the Wild Wild West)
(Wild, Wild West) whoo, uh
(Wild Wild West) ha ha ha ha
(Wild Wild West) uh Dru, Dru
(Wild Wild West) I done done it again y'all done done it again
(Wild Wild West) ha ha ha ha
(Wild Wild West) Big Will, Dru Hill, uh
(Wild Wild West) Big Will, Dru Hill ha ha ha ha
(Wild Wild West) *the Wild Wild West*
(Wild Wild West) uh
(Wild Wild West) one time
(Wild Wild West) uh,
(Wild Wild West) *the wild wild west* bring in the heat, bring in the
                heat, what?
(Wild Wild West)
(Wild Wild West) uh can't stop the bumrush
*the Wild Wild* (the Wild Wild West)

Ja Rule-Holla Holla
**Big thanx 2 joyce.sanders@worldnet.att.net**

(CHORUS) JA RULE
 Source: NIQUA
 (Holla Holla)
 All of my niggaz thats ready to get (Dollaz Dollaz)
 Bitches know who can get em a little (Hotta Hotta)
 Come on, if you rollin with me (Follow Follow)
 It's murda..
 (Repeat)

 Think you fuckin wit JA, nada
 Watcha wanna go Dolla for Dolla??? (Holla Holla)
 My niggaz is (Hotta Hotta)
 Fucks plenty of bitches, and dug bitches for petty niggaz
 You look into my eyes and tell me they style aint ridiculous
 (Bitches Bitches) Pop da pussy and bounce like (Hit it Hit it)
 Sure if your favorite is long (Get it Get it) Baby Baby
 Don't you wanna leave tonight and fuck with me?
 Cause we really need to be freaking off at any coast
 It's on me, if you married, then get a divorce
 When I hits it, some women get twisted
 Have em twitchen like "Damn look what that dick did."
 I just wanna hit it in the worst way, right after a long day
 And put the pussy on lay-a-way, Heard me?
 Baby girl if you wanted ass, why don't you eat it?

 Chours 2x

 Let me holla at my true thugs
 If niggas want war, bust slugs
 Nigga what?
 I 'm hotta hotta and just can't be touched
 Plus, anybody that fucks with me, gonna get felt
 How many want it?
 Determines how the slugs get delt
 Cuz I (Spit em Spit em)
 Choke them niggaz like roaches then (Clip em Clpi em)
 Long as I'm alive, I'ma (Hit em Hit em)
 Respect mines to the day of my demise
 Don't fuck with me cuz the flows (Killa Killa)
 Whoever ,who wants it?
 It's yours, now your gonna (Get it Get it)
 (Feela Feela) Nigga full of holes
 Treat em like hoes and show no love to them homo thugs
 It's us you wanna fuck with
 As soon as them slugs slip from body to body
 Go from grave to bit
 I don't respect it plus niggas committed treason
 Who want it with Ja? Who ready to die breathing?

 Chours 2x

 Ja baby one of the many, many niggas who sip henny
 With the two seaters sittin on twenties
 I,I be runing in, running out
 Then thou bestow hit em up, gun em down
 Niggaz ain't ready for JA, any way, any how
 I give it to niggaz, claimin that they live it
 Real (Niggaz Niggaz) brandish the iron and flash
 Like (Hold this Hold this) when you got nothing to live for
 Notice niggaz be hot, and more explosive
 Focas ready to rip em up with the dope
 This is my life, niggaz be frontin and stutin for nothin
 Better act right, for I spark and dim your lights.
 I'm a hazard to niggaz, a bastard
 To bitches, when in doubt go for stealth and clap the finish
 Anything movin rightfully hit for wrong doin
 Ima follow and encourage all my niggaz to what?!?!

 Repeat chorus til end

TLC-No Scrubs(remix)
A scrub is a guy that thinks he's fly
And is also known as a buster (buster)
Always talkin' about what he wants
He just sits on his broke ass 
So (no)

I don't want your number (no)
I don't want to give you mine and no
I don't want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don't want none of your time and no

Chorus:
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me

A scrub is checkin' me
But his game is kinda weak
And I know that he cannot approach me
Cuz I'm lookin' like class and he's lookin' like trash
Can't get with a deadbeat ass
(Check it, check it)
So (no)

I don't want your number (no)
I don't want to give you mine and no
I don't want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don't want none of your time and no

Chorus

If you don't have a car and you're walking 
Oh yes son I'm talking to you
If you live at home with your momma
Oh yes son I'm talking to you 
If you have a shorty that you don't show love to
Oh yes son I'm talking to you
Wanna get with me with no money
Oh no I don't want no

No (no scrub) scrub (no love)
No (no scrub) scrub (no love)
No no
No (no scrub) scrub (no love)
No no no no
No (no scrub) scrub (no love)
No no 

If you can't spacially expand my horizon
Then it leaves you in a class with scrubs - never risin'
Now don't run a suprisin' if you don't have the g's to please me
And bounce here and the coast of over seas
So
Let me give you somethin' to think about
Innovate your mind with intentions to turn you out
Never forget the focus on the picture in front of me
You as clear as DVD on digital tv screen
Satisfy my appetite with somethin' spectacular
Check your venacular
And then I'll get back to ya
A diamond like incision
Insationable is what I invision
Can't detect that position from your friend's Expedition
Mr. Big Willy
If you really wanna know
Ask Chilli - could I be a silly ho?
Not really T-Boz and all my señoritas
And steppin' on your Fila's
But you don't hear me though

Chorus
(Till end)

Dru Hill/Ja Rule-You Are Everything{Remix}
Yo, we gonna try something a little different
Yo, make.. make my voice a little more distorted
Yeah, I don't know if they ready for this
Uh dance, uh uh dance, uh uh dance, uh uh dance
Uh uh, verse

Last night we had an argument
Afterwards I'm feelin' pretty bent
Then I took a drink, and I didn't think
What was in store for me

1 -     You don't know, you don't know how she'll take it
        Tell me what a simple man could do 
        Will she cherish your heart, will she break it
        Cuz you are everything and everything is you, sing

2 -     You are everything and everything is you
        You are everything and everything is you
        You are everything and everything is you
        You are everything and everything is you

Listen, baby don't you play me
Lovin' me, holdin' me 
Over and then ya play me, blame me, lately
You everything to me, wonder if truly
That our love is always

Repeat 1

Repeat 2

Break it down, oh

[Ja Rule]
Yeah huh, Ja Rule and Dru Hill, nigga
Baby girl, you tellin' lies
Cuz when I look at you in your face
I could see I'm on your mind
And it don't matter what them hoes may say
I know your love is blind for me
Every bitch needs a thug nigga in their life
Truly, could it be, could it be
You enjoy me fuckin' you while you be lovin' me
Bitch destroy hoes mentally
That's why they freak with me, frequently
Love is life

[Nokio]
No nigga, life is love
Take her bad and just ice her up
Haven't toured, rather keep in touch

[Ja Rule]
Nigga, that's what's up

[Nokio]
Being Nokio's a bit much
Y'all bitches overseas that love to fuck
Y'all bitches in the states that love to suck
What the fuck y'all want from me
Ghetto celebrity from B'more

[Ja Rule]
Murderer, Do Or Die from the N-Y

[Nokio and Ja Rule]
Now everyone get right

[Nokio]
N-O-K-I-O baby

[Ja Rule]
R to the U to L-E, baby
And yo, we lie to y'all bitches, hate me
Baby, cuz ya can't relate to me
What the fuck you want from me?

[Nokio]
And them hoes don't matter, a thing
Had your bracelet, earring, rings cuz you know

You are everything

Repeat 2
Ruff Ryders & Eve f/Nokio-What Ya Want
[Eve]
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh-uhh
What y'all niggaz want huh?
Uhh uhh uhh

Rubia huh?  Papi screamin out of they mouth
Bombshell, just a second mami, wanna speak out
What I need in my life, make ya body freak out
Baby seem like the type, married niggaz sneak out
like I'm ballin y'all, yes I be appallin y'all
Boss type hold it down, wantin all of y'all
Callin y'all never chasin me down
Three weeks, heartbroken, yes you hatin me now
She speaks, soft spoken, til she datin the clown
I'm takin em down, reel em in and makin em drown
Mistake, I said gimme, bet I'm takin it now
What I need from a nigga negative in his sound
Au-dacity, even, askin me
for ass, I laugh, this bitch is fast and free
Swattin em off, when I see this nigga's a flea
Plottin of course for riches, millionaire wannabe
Uh-huh

Chorus: Eve and Nokio

What y'all niggaz want? [what we want, wha?]
Can't touch [uh]
All y'all niggaz need [what we need in our life?]
is right here with me [uh]
Sounds y'all wanna hear [who dat? who dat?]
That's Swizz Beats [uh]
I'm the one you fear [why? huh?]
It's my time, feel me

[Eve]
Popular since I started my life
Eve you know my name, probably the dangerous type
Brick house stall-ion, think you tamin me right?
Not this baby Del-Philly streets they raisin her right
Keep it pretty or can make it gritty be a LADY!
Need boots pocket books and a baby 380!
But prefer to keep it, calm and cool
When I'm heated I suggest you move
Just avoid a bad situation, what you got to prove?
Leave her be, chicken squakin hatin frequently
Mad they man is obsessed and stalkin me
If he, icy enough, I'm pricin his stuff
Be nicy enough, to let him spin, I'm callin ya bluff
Puttin it down, Ruff Ryders put in they work
Snatched up the illest viscous pitbull in a skirt
(Grrrrrr) Makin em hurt, haters steady dishin up dirt
Changin the game, settin the rules, makin it work, uh

Chorus

[Eve]
Leavin em scared, mami takin all of this here
All of this fame I'm hungry hope you cats is prepared
Niggaz, set me up and I'ma take it and run
Think it's a game?  Just check out how my format is done
Stoppin ya shine, and I do it to perfection
Made a promise everytime I touch the mic to bless em
Used to tease me how I keep is greasy just to test em
Eve handcuff niggaz but I don't arrest em
Shorty-bang hear the niggaz singin, shoutin my name
Make the thuggish niggaz scream, watchin me entertain
Dicks brick when I lick the lips, just keepin it plain 
Fantasizin bout this bitch, got em goin insane
Oooh's and ahhh's, 5'7" thick in the thighs
Every thugs dream wife, see the love in they eyes?
My time to shine, whole package make her a dime
Want some more?  It ain't over, just keep pressin rewind, uh

Chorus 2X

[Nokio]
Uhh
99, like 2000
Ruff Ryders
Dru Hill
Swizz Beats
Eve
Comin for that ass
Uhh