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Lyrics of Replay - SEAN KINGSTON!

Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out
Got me singin’ like
Na na na na everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out
Got me singin’ like
Na na na na everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

Remember the first time we met
You was at the mall with your friends
I was scared to approach ya
But then you came closer
Hopin’ you would give me a chance

Who would have ever knew
That we would ever be more than friends
We’re real worldwide, breakin all the rules
She like a song played again and again

That girl, like somethin off a poster
That girl, is a dime they say
That girl, is a gun to my holster
She’s runnin through my mind all day, ay

Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out
Got me singin’ like
Na na na na everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out
Got me singin’ like
Na na na na everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

See you been all around the globe
Not once did you leave my mind
We talk on the phone, from night til the morn
Girl you really change my life
Doin things I never do
I’m in the kitchen cookin things she likes

We’re real worldwide, breakin all the rules
Someday I wanna make you my wife
That girl, like somethin off a poster
That girl, is a dime they say
That girl, is the gun to my holster
She’s runnin through my mind all day, ay

Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out
Got me singin’ like
Na na na na everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay I love a gay

Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out
Got me singin’ like
Na na na na everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

I can be your melody
A girl that could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come baby girl let’s sing with me
Ay, I can be your melody
A girl that could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come baby girl let’s sing with me

Ay, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Shawty got me singin
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Now she got me singin

Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out
Got me singin’ like
Na na na na everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out
Got me singin’ like
Na na na na everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

Lyrics of Booty Music - DEEPSIDE!

When the beat goin like that (boom boom)
Girl, I wanna put you up in my room
I wanna put you up against that wall
Throw you on the bed and take your clothes off (clothes off)
Er-Body don’t like it slow (it slow)
Consider me one of them folk
Let’s get to it (get to it)
Do it (do it)
Get to it (get to it)
Get to it
Kinda crunk and I’m off this scene
Have a blast and that’s my shit
Once I had a shot of that good Petrone
I’m all in my boxers like Bobby Jones
Er-Body don’t like it slow (it slow)
Consider me one of them folk
And let’s do it (do it)
Do it (do it)
Let’s do it (do it)
Let’s do it

Baby, that’s the way I like it (hey)
That’s the way you like it (hey)
That’s the way we like it
Makin love to booty music
Go Leo! It’s your birthday (hey)
Go Virgo! It’s your birthday (hey)
Go Pisces! It’s your birthday
Makin love to booty music

I feel it all in my bones
Tryna keep up with that tempo
Make it all night til your back gets sore
Til we just can take it no more
*Girl your* ass like “Oh my god”
We clap back til you give me applause
And I’m like…
When I get in them drawers
Get your hair in tangles
I wrap it on my ankles
I’m grippin on your handles
I’m gettin on different angles
Like ten, five cent, ten cent, dollar
Ten, five cent, ten cent, dollar
Ten, five cent, ten cent, dollar
Let me see you pop it (pop it)

That’s the way I like it (hey)
That’s the way you like it (hey)
That’s the way we like it
Makin love to booty music
Go Aries! It’s your birthday (hey)
Go Libra! It’s your birthday (hey)
Go Scorpio! It’s your birthday
Makin love to booty music

Don’t stop, get it, get it
Pop that coochie, let me hit it
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Let me get a little bit of that donkey ride
Don’t stop, get it, get it
Let me put some stank up in it
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Let me get a little bit of that donkey ride
Does anybody out there wanna
Let me get a little bit of that donkey ride

Baby, that’s the way I like it (hey)
That’s the way you like it (hey)
That’s the way we like it
Makin love to booty music
Go Cancer! It’s your birthday (hey)
Go Capricorn! It’s your birthday (hey)
Go Aquarius! It’s your birthday
Makin love to booty music
That’s the way I like it (hey)
That’s the way you like it (hey)
That’s the way we like it
Makin love to booty music
Go Taurus! It’s your birthday (hey)
Go Gemini! It’s your birthday (hey)
Go Sag! It’s your birthday
Makin love to booty music

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