Club 203

I love all of YOU

Live Ya Life, now pass me a shot of Patron and Dj play TI for me!!!!!!


What you need to do is be thankful for the life that you got.
You know what I'm sayin'.
Stop lookin' at what you ain't got
and start bein' thankful for what you do got.
Let's give it to 'em baby girl.

You're gonna be a shining star
With fancy clothes and fancy ca-ars
And then you'll see, you're gonna go far
'Cause everyone knows who you a-are

So live your life (ay), ay ay ay
Instead of chasing that paper
Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay
Ain't got no time for no haters

Just live your life (ay), ay ay ay
No telling where it'll take ya
Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay
'Cause I'm a paper chaser

Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)
Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)

Never mind what haters say, ignore 'em 'til they fade away
Amazing they ungrateful after all the game I gave away
Safe to say I paved the way for you cats to get paid today
You'd still be wasting days away, now had I never saved the day

Consider them my protégé, homage I think they should pay
Instead of being gracious they violate in a major way
I never been a hater still I love them in a crazy way
Some say they sold yay and no they couldn't get work on Labor day

It ain't that they black or white, it has an area the shade of grey
I'm west side anyway, even if I left today and stayed away
Some move away to make a way, not move away 'cause they afraid
I brought back to the hood and all you ever did was take away

I pray for patience but they make me want to melt their face away
Like I once made them spray, now I could make 'em put the K's away
Been thugging all my life, can't say I don't deserve to take a break
You would rather see me catch a case and watch my future fade away

You're gonna be a shining star
With fancy clothes and fancy ca-ars
And then you'll see, you're gonna go far
'Cause everyone knows who you a-are

So live your life (ay), ay ay ay
Instead of chasing that paper
Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay
Ain't got no time for no haters

Just live your life (ay), ay ay ay
No telling where it'll take ya
Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay
'Cause I'm a paper chaser

Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)
Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)
[ T.I. Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]

I'm the opposite of moderate
Immaculately polished with the spirit of a hustler and the swagger of a college kid
Allergic to the counterfeit, impartial to the politics
Articulate but still I'll grab a ***** by the collar quick

Whoever having problems with their record sales just holla T.I.P.
If that don't work and all else fails then turn around and follow T.I.P.
I got love for the game but ay I'm not in love with all of it
Could do without the fame and rappers nowadays are comedy

The hooting and the hollering, back and forth with the arguing
Where you from, who you know, what you make and what kind of car you in
Seems as though you lost sight of what's important when depositing
Them checks into your bank account and you up out of poverty

Your values is in disarray, prioritizing horribly
Unhappy with the riches 'cause you **** poor morally
Ignoring all prior advice and fore warning
And we mighty full of ourselves all of a sudden, aren't we?

You're gonna be a shining star
With fancy clothes and fancy ca-ars
And then you'll see, you're gonna go far
'Cause everyone knows who you a-are

So live your life (ay), ay ay ay
Instead of chasing that paper
Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay
Ain't got no time for no haters

Just live your life (ay), ay ay ay
No telling where it'll take ya
Just live your life (oh), ay ay ay
'Cause I'm a paper chaser

Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)
Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh)

Got everybody watching what I do
Come walk in my shoes
And see the way I'm living if you really want to
Got my mind on my money and I'm not going nowhere

So keep on getting your paper and keep on climbing
Look in the mirror and keep on shining
'Till the game ends, 'till the clock stops
We gon' post up on the top spot

Living the life, the life
In a brand new city got my whole team with me
The life, my life
I do what I wanna do

I'm living my life, my life
I will never lose,
I'm living my life, my life
And I'm not stopping

So live your life!

Here here

Uhm....can I gat a water spritzer with a lime wedge.

And play me a lil Daddy Yankee I feel like cuttin up!!!!!!

Heffa I don't know Spanishbut here you go


Gasolina (Remix) lyrics
(feat. Pitbull, N.O.R.E., Lil' Jon)

[Lil Jon:]
Yeah! Remix Remix Remix
(Whose this?)
[Lil Jon:]
What's his name?
Da-ddy Yan-kee
[Pitbull:]
Daddy Yankee..
Boricua, cubano, boricua cubano, boricua cubano, boricua
(Subele mambo pa que mi gata prenda lo motores) [3x]
(Que se prepararen que lo que viene es pa que le den DURO!)

[Daddy Yankee:]
Mamita yo se que tu no te me va a quitar (duro!)
Lo que me gusta es que tu te dejas llevar (duro!)
Todos los viernes ella sale a vacilar (duro!)
Mi gata no para de janguear porque (YEAH!)

[Chorus (Daddy Yankee, Lil Jon):]
A ella le gusta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)
A ella encanta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)
A ella le gusta la gasolina (yeah)
Dame mas gasolina! (yeah)
A ella encanta la gasolina (yeah)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey, hey hey..)

[Daddy Yankee:]
Ella prende la turvina
No discrimina
No se pierde ni un party de marquesina
Se acicala va pa la esquina
Luce tambien que hasta la sombra le combina
Asesina, me domina
Janguea en carro, motora, y limosina
Llena su tanque de adrenalina
Cuando escucha reggaeton en la cocina

[Chorus (Daddy Yankee, Lil Jon, Pitbull):]
A ella le gusta la gasolina (whatcha say) (Daddy Yankee)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)(hey)
A ella encanta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)(Pitbull)
A ella le gusta la gasolina (yeah) (boricua, cubano)
Dame mas gasolina! (yeah) (boricua, cubano)
A ella le encanta la gasolina (yeah)
Dame mas gasolina!
Pitbull!

[Pitbull:]
A ella le gusta la gasolina
Mami yo tengo la gasolina
Dale pa' bajo y ahora pa' arriba
Tu no pegas tarro?? no me digas
Mentirosa, tu sabes mas que nadie que tu eres loca
Ahora baila y quitate la ropa (yeah!)
De Puerto Rico a Cuba
Cuba hasta la Yuma, todas las mujeres
Don't stop get it get it
Sucia, yo tengo esa gasolina que te gusta
Olvidate de tu marido y disfruta
Deja la intriga, baila amiga
Tu yo y ella, tremenda pareja (yeah..)
Deja, los juegos pa' los ninos de la escuela
Si los tienes acapella enseñamelos no tenga pena mira..
Ima tell you one more time: Yo te doy la gasolina!

[Chorus (Daddy Yankee, Lil Jon):]
A ella le gusta la gasolina (skeet skeet skeet)
Dame mas gasolina! (skeet skeet skeet)
A ella le encanta la gasolina (skeet skeet skeet)
Dame mas gasolina! (let s go)
A ella le gusta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)(hey)
A ella le encanta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina!

[Daddy Yankee:]
(YO!) Aqui yo soy de los mejores
No te me ajores
En la pista nos llaman lo matadores
tu haces que cualquiera se enamore
Cuando bailas al ritmo de los tambores,
Esto va pa' las gatas de to' colores
Para la mayores, pa' la menores
Para la que son mas zorras que los casadores
Pa' la mujeres que no apagan su motores

[N.O.R.E.:]
Whose this?
(PAPI! NORE!)
San Juan, Fajardo
Bayamon, Ponce
Tu cara linda, mami mira
Ven mami, ven mami toma tu salina
You feelin' oro, hey yo you oro
Tu amiga like my stomach, you can both go un porro
vuacala arroz con pollo, that's what I need
Mami Im with Daddy Yankee
So ven aqui (hey! hey!)
She love the way I do it (que que)
And flowing on that car do it
They call me papi chulo
Tell me Nore dame duro
Ven mami vamonos, dale dale culo
Ven chula, cubriendo basura
This is history we makin with Daddy Yankee and NORE
Name another rapper messing with reggaeton before me
Caliente, suavemente, tranquilo, vendito
Toma tu gasolina!

[Bridge (Daddy Yankee):]
Tenemo tu y yo algo pendiente
Tu me debe algo y lo sabes
Conmigo ella se pierdeee
No le rindes cuentas a nadieee [2x]
(yeah!)

[Daddy Yankee, Lil Jon:]
Subele mambo pa' que mi gata prenda lo motores
(skeet skeet skeet)
Subele mambo pa' que mi gata prenda lo motores
(skeet skeet skeet)
Subele mambo pa' que mi gata prenda lo motores
(skeet skeet skeet)
Que se prepararen que lo que viene es pa que le den (DURO!)

Mamita yo se que tu no te me va a quitar (duro!)
Lo que me gusta es que tu te dejas llevar (duro!)
Todos los viernes ella sale a vacilar (duro!)
Mi gata no para de janguear porque (Whatcha say?)

[Chorus: (Daddy Yankee) (Lil' Jon)]
A ella le gusta la gasolina (hey)
Dame mas gasolina! (whatcha say)
A ella le encanta la gasolina (hey)(hey)
Dame mas gasolina! (yeah!)
A ella le gusta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)(hey)
A ella le encanta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey, hey, hey..)

[Lil Jon:]
Yeah yeah

 WOW! Never heard this one before!

I know you heard Gasolina before?

NUCCA   thought you were going out!  What happened?

Well first my bff didnt come down to go to the party that our college friend was having. So then it was to plan #2. Then that girlfrind talkin bout she didnt have a lot of money..yada yada yada. I was like Oookay talk to you tomorrow. LMAO

oh well.  LOL,  I just woke up LMAO.  gettng readdy to go back to bed n a few.  However, I may have to change that as I'm reading all the DRAMA.  WTH????

what the hizzy

he is cute but thats a bit much