TwO songs I am crazY about

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(Will.i.am)Where it’s at (where it’s at)I know karma’s coming to pay me back (pay me back)I’m with the sweetest thang that’s on the map (on the map)I broke her heart in 30 seconds flatIn 30 seconds flat
Now how did I (how did I)Just how did I become that kind of guy (kind of guy)To look at girl and lie right in the eye (in the eye)My momma told me willy that aint rightBoy now that aint right
I’m s s s sorryI’m s s s sorryI didn’t mean to break your heart(I didn’t mean to break your heart)I’m s s s sorryI’m s s s sorryI didn’t mean to break yaB b b b break it babyLook babyI’m a heartbreakerI’m a heartbreakerI’m a heartbreakerI’m a heartbreaker(Sheryl)You’re my heartbreakerYou’re my heartbreakerYou’re my heartbreaker(Will.i.am)A h h h h I’m a heartA h h h I’m a
(Will.i.am)Where she go (where she go)I got some things I gotta let her know (let her know)To fix the love now its impossible (its imposible)But baby baby if we take it slowIf we take it slowWe can make it work make it workWe just cant throw the love down in the dirt in the dirtYou probly think that im a f**kin jerkcause the way I let you down it made you hurtI didn’t mean to make you hurt
I’m s s s sorryI’m s s s sorryI didn’t mean to break your heart(I didn’t mean to break your heart)I’m s s s sorryI’m s s s sorryI didn’t mean to break yaB b b b break it babyLook baby(Will.i.am)I’m a heartbreaker(Sheryl)You’re my heartbreakerI’m a heartbreakerYou’re my heartbreakerI’m a heartbreakerYou’re my heartbreakerYou’re my heart(Will.i.am)A h h h h im a heartA h h h ima
(Sheryl & will.i.am)Break it down(Lets break it down)Break it down(Lets break it down)Break it down(Lets break it down)Break it down(Lets break it down)Break it down(Lets break it down)Break it down(Lets break it down)Break it down(Lets break it down)Break it down(Lets break it down)Break it down(Lets break it down)
(Sheryl)You’re my heartbreakerYou’re my heartbreakerYou’re my heartbreakerYou’re my heartbreaker(Will.i.am)I’m a heartbreakerI’m a heartbreakerI’m a heartbreakerA h h h h I’m a heartA h h h h I’m a



another slurpee nice tune song

Estelle feat Kanye West - American Boy Lyrics
Kanye West:
This a number one champion soundyeah Estelle we ’bout to get downwho the hottest in the world right now.Just touched down in London town.Bet they give me a pound.Tell them put the money in my hand right now.Tell the promoter we need more seats,we just sold out all the floor seats
Estelle:ChorusTake me on a trip, I’d like to go some day.Take me to New York, I’d love to see LA.I really want to come kick it with you.You’ll be my American Boy.
He said Hey Sister.It’s really really nice to meet ya.I just met this 5 foot 7 guy who’s just my type.I like the way he’s speaking his confidence is peaking.Don’t like his baggy jeans but Ima like what’s underneath them.And no I ain’t been to MIAI heard that Cali never rains and New York’s heart awaits. First let’s see the west end.I’ll show you to my Bredrin.I’m liking this American Boy. American Boy
ChorusTake me on a trip, I’d like to go some dayTake me to New York, I’d love to see LA.I really want to come kick it with you.You’ll be my American Boy, American Boy.
Can we get away this weekend.Take me to Broadway.Let’s go shopping baby then we’ll go to a Café.Let’s go on the subway.Take me to your hood.I neva been to Brooklyn and I’d like to see what’s good.Dressed in all your fancy clothes.Sneaker’s looking Fresh to Death I’m lovin those Shell Toes.Walkin that walk.Talk that slick talk.I’m likin this American Boy. American Boy.
ChorusTake me on a trip, I’d like to go some day.Take me to New York, I’d love to see LA.I really want to come kick it with you.You’ll be my American Boy
Tell ‘em wagwaan bloodKanye West:Who killin em in the UK.Everybody gonna say you K,reluctantly, because most of this press don’t f**k wit me.Estelle once said to me, cool down downdon’t act a fool now now.I always act a fool oww oww.Aint nothing new now now.He crazy, I know what ya thinkin.Ribena I know what you’re drinkin.Rap singer. Chain Blinger. Holla at the next chick soon as you’re blinkin.What’s you’re persona.About this Americana rhymerAm I shallow cuz all my clothes designer.Dressed smart like a London Bloke.Before he speak his suit bespoke.And you thought he was cute before.Look at this Pea Coat, Tell me he’s broke.And I know you ain’t into all that. I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit.And there’s something about Gladys Knight and the Pips in there, can’t quite hear it…But I still talk that CAAASH.Cuz a lot WAGs want to hear it.And I’m feelin like Mike at his Baddest.The Pimps at their Gladist.And I know they love it.so to hell with all that rubbish
Estelle:Would you be my love, my love.could be mine would you be my love my love, could be mineCould you be my love, my love.Would you be my American Boy. American Boy
ChorusTake me on a trip, I’d like to go some dayTake me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay.I really want to come kick it with you.You’ll be my American Boy, American Boy.