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Letras

La Grippe (Squirrel Nut Zippers)


There's a flu bug getting passed around
Spreading like fire through this town
There's a virus holing up inside us
Each one that I know is coming down
There's an Asian influenza
Infecting us all by the scores
And it's turning into pneumonia
We must go out once more
There's a fool moon howling at the night
And each bark is much worse than each bite
So we must go out and dance around
Yes we must go tonight
So the doctors came on the evening train
With their flasks and their caskets and vials
Mass psychosis was their diagnosis (yes)
So we all cashed our checks and went wild
There's a fool moon howling at the night
And each bark is much worse than each bite
So we must go out and dance around
Yes we must go tonight
La Grippe!, Salsa!

Across The Border (Harlem World)





[Loon]
Uh uh
It was the middle of June me and my grand mama
Had some free time flew to Panama
I was playin' the bar sippin' a Margarita
When this chick from Argentina her name Armenita
She told me you could make some fast cash
You help me change my name from Vasquez to your name
Take me to your domain
Trick you must be out yo' brain
She said it's no game my pops got tons of cocaine
And you could have some if you get me on your plane
I said here the dealie, you sound silly
Think hard, there gotta be another way to get you a green card
[Loon]
Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It 'id be like paradise, baby
[Mase]
Rosalie you don't know who I suppose to be
But whatever you wanna be? You can come go wit' me
Her last thoughts thinking I'mma get her a passport
Whatever you need ma, just ask for it
Now she lunch meat, she look at J like she home free
[Female]
J, can you really get me in your country?
[Sugar J]
No lie, I can do whatever I mo' tie, so fly
Mami started offering me chochas
Certainly the way she flirt wit' me
If I get her in the US she work for free
Though she nice to me, I'm runnin' twice the G
For the right price, she could be a wife to me
[Loon]
1 - Hey ma, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
It 'id be like paradise, baby
2 - Hey girl, you wanna go wit' me?
I promise you, we gon' see the world
But if you cross me, you lost me forever, baby
[Blinky Blink]
I got a girl out in Asia, name Malaysia
Who was a real bad chick that owns a Bodega
She wanted me to save her and make her life greater
Cuz her dad hates her and rapes her
She tried to get some paper
When you wanna leave, I'mma take ya
In fact, pack ya things, I got a crib in Jamaica
Mami, mi casa a su casa
We could do the salsa so, que pasa?
She said she had money but it was all in trust funds
But I could get a lump sum if I can get her through customs
So bring the cake, we gon' swing outta state
I'mma make you dream when you awake
Yo Loon, sing the break, what
Repeat 1
[Huddy Combs]
In the middle of Nicaragua, met a mami named Talia
Weren't plain, then I caught a boat wit' this dumb dame
An immigrant, marry her, make her legitimate
Illiterate, mess wit' Hud, she don't consider it
She said pa, llevame contigo
Lean dough and I'mma pay yo' peoples
This retard chick started looking at me hard
She gassed up thinkin' I'mma get her a green card
And she don't know that she ain't coming wit' me
And I don't stuck up for some hundreds of G's
And while I see her standing there lookin' around
Huddy took the money, slid outta town, what? uh?
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
I mean this
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
I mean this
Repeat 1
Repeat 2
I mean this
Repeat 1

La Bilirrubina (Juan Luis Guerra)


la bilirrubina

oye me dio una fiebre el otro dia
por causa de tu amor cristiana
que fui a para a enfermeria
sin yo tener seguro e' cama
y me inyectaron seuro de colores,heeeey
y me sacaron la radiografia
y me diagnosticaron mal de amores,uuuuuh
al ver mi corazon como latía

oye me patearon hasta el alma
con rayos X y cirugia
y es que la ciencia no funciona
solo tus besos vida mia
ay,negra mira, buscate un catete,.heeey
inyectame tu amor como insulina
y dame vitamina de cariño,eeeh
que me ha subido la bilirrubina
aaaaaaay

me sube la bilirubina
(ay, me sube la bilirrubina)
cuando te miro y no me miras
(ay, cuando te miro y no me miras)
y no lo quita la aspirina (CHORO)
(no,suero con penicilina)
es un amor que contamina
(ay, me sube la bilirrubina)
..........REPEAT CHORO.......

INTERLUDE..........SHU..SHU...BA

CHORO TWICE ..........

INTERLUDE...........

ay, negra buscate un catete,heeey
inyectame tu amor como insulina
vestido tengo el rostro de amarillo,eeeeh
y me ha subido la bilirrubina

aaaaaaay

choro twice and fade out

Ando Rebuleando (Tego Calderón Featuring Rey Pirin)


Yo, yo!
Yo, yo!
(Oye!)
Yo, yo, yo!
(Oye, con inteciones crueles!)
Yo, yo, yo!
(Pa' todas esas mujeres!)
Yo, yo!
Yo, yo!
(Muevan sus saltenes!)
Grrrrrr!
(Hey, que aqui llegaron sus nenes!)

Ando,
Rebuleando por la isla del encanto
Y al cielo este canto yo levanto
Y se lo dedico a mi gente negra
Y a todas mis latinas gatas
(Aja!)
Ando,
Rebuleando por la isla del encanto
Y al cielo este canto yo levanto
Y se lo dedico a mi gente negra
Y a todas mis latinas gatas
(Oye, Piro dile!)

Oye, llego el Shaka
Que si no gana, empata
Mientras tu guerreas
Yo me bailo a tu gata
Dejate llevar
Que lo que traigo es salsa
Tratando de poner
Mi bandera alta

Aja,
Soy el malongo negro
Congo, tu estilo es mongo
Total y longo
Baila mi songoro cosongo
Donde la monto
En China la pongo
(Oye, oye!)
Llego el Rey Piro
Se ha formado, papi, el royal rumble

Llego el feo
Que se queda
Con las gatas
De los lindos
No le encuentra fondo
Despues que yo me las chingo

Saludos a las gatas
Que le encantan mi fama
Y fumar mucho de mi rama cara
(Jeje!)

Ando,
Rebuleando por la isla del encanto
Y al cielo este canto yo levanto
Y se lo dedico a mi gente negra
Y a todas mis latinas gatas
Ando,
Rebuleando por la isla del encanto
Y al cielo este canto yo levanto
Y se lo dedico a mi gente negra
Y a todas mis latinas gatas

Esta ves con el Rey Pirin
Muchos tratan
Pero sin feeling
Los tengo por techo
Por ceiling
Y yo chilling
Power steering
Oye,
You think I'm kidding

Vamo' a yanbulear
Vamo' a sacar chispa
Hay que reventar
Al que sea puerco y dos caras
Anda pal cara'
Se que opinaran
Cuenta se daran
Que no pueden conmigo
Ni con esta pareja

Oye,
Me llaman mascaracachimba
Cuando escucha la timba
Me lambe la linda
La que me guinda
Pa' las fea
Tambien pa' las lindas
Como dicen en Miami
Si te duermes te chingan

Hola, Tego!
(Que fue, Piro?)
Mis letras overdose te dan
Precio no aguantara
No jueges con Caderon'a
Mi musica absorbela
Por este negrito
Esta persona va a toa'

Oye,
Ellos le gusta la ______________
Entiende como
Oye,
No te inmaginas
Como somos
No digas nada
__________________
Metele bellaco
Que conmigo
____________________

Caliente esta el duelo
Se formo el rebuleo'
El cocoteo
El cacoteo
El bailoteo
El soneo
Que griten eo'
Pa' Hector Lavoe y pa' Maelo
(Aja!)

Ando,
Rebuleando por la isla del encanto
Y al cielo este canto yo levanto
Y se lo dedico a mi gente negra
Y a todas mis latinas gatas
(Aja!)
Ando,
Rebuleando por la isla del encanto
Y al cielo este canto yo levanto
Y se lo dedico a mi gente negra
Y a todas mis latinas gatas

Que es la que hay Tego?
(Na', no te gusta!)
(El naqui naqui!)
Aja!
(Tu no sabes naqui naqui!)
UniVibe Records!
(Naqui naqui!)
Yo, Louis!
(Corillo)
Y guaraña, pa'!
Guaraña, pa'!
(Oye!)
Quien quiera!
(Aguanta corillo!)
Quien quiera!
(Pa' los guasibiris!)
Llego ahora!
(Pa' los guasibiris!)
Yo!
(Pa' los guasibiris!)
Pal que quiera
(El Tego Calde', el abayarde!)
(Con Rey Pirin Blunt!)
(Rey Pirin Blunt!)
(Sea quien sea!)
(Con Calderon'a!)
(Vamo'a perriar!)

Where The ** You At (Cam'ron)


Move 'em in move 'em out

Trapped in shoot it out

Bone a whore

Corner store

Want it raw

On the floor

Tie 'em up lie 'em down

** yall niggas crying now

Killer Cam

Side town

** yall niggas ridin' round

Creep wit da toast

Keep it close

Never know when you'll see da gross

>From my yaht you'll see coast

>From my block you'll see toast

Love da way I grab dat cash

Now I laugh

You love the way I smack dat**

Backflash

You'll sniff foul powder

Over clam chowder

Yall lil' rascals like Alfalfa

While we listenin' to wild salsa

La la bomba

Come through in the Hummer

La la bomba

Face down**up

That's the way we like to **

After that pucker up

Babygirl we like to suck

Sucker what

Never duck

That's not what my hoods about

Hood without a doubt

So bitch put it in your mouth



Chorus

Where da ** you at

Bust your gat

Where da ** you at

Do yall niggas sell crack

Where da ** you at

Got a fat stack

Where da ** you at

Huh, ain't a damn thing funny

Why? Bitch betta have my money

Where da ** you at



Aiyo

I spit spit flow flow

Get get doe doe

Switch switch yo yo

Sick sick fo-four

Swing swing click click

Drug game big brick

Swing swing big dick

Pretty thing thick chick

cock cock nice nice

shot shot twice twice

Now I gotta slice slice

Rock rock ice ice

Drick drink Old Gold

Bitches wanna Volvo

Woo shit was wo wo

Now we got dat cocoa

Tram tram palm palm

Chicks call it swanton

Of course we all suit

And we all cute

Yo Queet call Kose

Bitch over here frotin'

Yo I want they're jaw loose

We got more troops

Get you hauled off juice

Stop frontin' yo

You ain't sawed off proof

Whips whips cost cost

Six six floss floss

Big big boss boss

Get get lost lost



Chorus



Aiyo I need da type of girl

That's in love wit her cash

Get knocked together

Look at each other and laugh

Get a key

She like cut it in half

Get a in beef

She like da ** is my bag

Take cover and laugh

Real prestiges

Walk around wit da mack dies

Smack Diez

Cause he said "Dame la chocha"

Bitch caught him in da Rover

Scared 'em aired 'em

Kiete la voka

Goin' to da gun range

Her hobby is **

Girls lookin' at her jewels

Like they gotta be fake

Plus a brand new jeep

Leather brand new seats

Wit da dishes real deep

Nah, Cam too cheap

Yall can't flow wit dat

Bang it out throw it back

Ain't no here we go wit dat

Grabbin' on here lower back

Lookin' at me like she can take the shit

Uh uh uh

Now take that bitch



Chorus

Turn It Out (The Beatnuts)





featuring Greg Nice

[Greg Nice]
Yo, yooo hey
Whatchu gon' do, whatchu gonna do?
Hey yo, tell me Beatnuts, yo whatchu gon' do?
Turn it out, turn it out
Uhh! Turn it out, uhh turn it out
Hey yo, c'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
Uhh, c'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out

[JuJu]
Yo where my niggaz at? Buy up the bar - roll a trizzie
right out of the jar and let the bullets fly outta they car
Put the pressure on whatever they are
Live niggaz yo, you gotta hit the head or the heart
Oh it's money man? Handle your biz -- we the ones
that'll strangle your kids, make the pitbulls mangle your Wiz
Make it hotter than Los Angeles is
Cause if we don't see a profit kid, nobody lives

[Psycho Les]
Aiyyo we run up in the club, and herb every bouncer
Run up on stage and snatch a mic from the announcer
Beatnuts, don't get it twisted, this ain't salsa
Les the one that signed your bitch's chest like a voucher
I'm about ta, turn it up a little louder
Beats smack a little harder, got you sayin how the..
.. HELL did you do that over there?
Twist up nigga, there's buddha in the air, and

[Greg Nice]
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout

[JuJu]
Yo.. aiyyo somethin better happen tonight, I got money
and the bitches is right, plus I ain't thinkin bout
startin a fight - but if I do I'll be the last nigga standin
Sippin J.D. at the bar, holdin the cannon
My niggaz get wild like that, yo we don't even like to
smile like that, c'mon I'm takin it to trial like that
Catch me chillin at the VIP's
All the bitches like pointin at me, you know it's me, what?

[Psycho Les]
We're bout to turn it out (I repeat) turn it out
Put it out and let the DJ's burn it out
As soon as, the needle drop, it got your crew bouncin
Beatnuts, feelin this, through the 2000
Rapin loops innocently, cop anything
produced by me, and win instantly, yo!
This is THAT shit you gon' peep in your CD
Beatnuts, and my nigga Greg N-I-C-E

[Greg Nice]
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout

Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout

And if you drink Hennessey, say oh yeah
And wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drink Hennessey, say oh yeah
And wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin Hennessey, say oh yeah
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin Hennessey, say oh yeah
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin Moet, say oh yeah
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin Alize, say oh yeah
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Fellas say HOE, ladies shake your butts
Greg N-I-C-E, with the Beatnuts
Fellas say HOE, ladies shake your butts
Greg N-I-C-E, with the Beatnuts
Fellas say HOE, ladies shake your butts
Greg N-I-C-E, with the Beatnuts
Fellas say HOE, ladies shake your butts
Greg N-I-C-E, with the Beatnuts

C'mon c'mon c'mon just check it out
Check it out, just check it out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just check it out
Check it out, just check it out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just check it out
Check it out, just check it out

[Beatnuts]
Ah Brickland, it's time to turn it out
Chi-Town, New Orleans turn it out
D.C., Atlanta, turn it out
Philly, Miami, turn it out
V-A, Houston.. turn it out
B-more, Detroit - we got to turn it out out

[Greg Nice]
Ah dance dance and don't stop, c'mon
Ah dance dance and don't stop, c'mon
Ah dance dance and don't stop, c'mon
Ah dance dance and don't stop, c'mon *echoes*

Mamacita (Belle Perez)


On the beach with all my friends
Just singin' dancin'
Watchin' all the chicos
walkin' by someone yelled
Party here tonight
When I turned
Someone was standing
There before me
He had brown skin and jet black hair
And he asked would I be here tonight

With a smile I looked straight at him
And I could feel his latin melody
When he spoke I heard the rythm
Of a spanish guitar
He touched my had I felt so free
And then he said these words to me

Refrain:
Venga mamacita
I don't know why girl you
Make me high I can't lie
Latina girl lookin' shy
Venga mamacita
I can't deny
In your big brown eyes
I wanna die
Latina girl with me tonight
Venga mamacita

Party people dancin' in  the heat
Merenge Salsa
He said Mamacita won't you groove
With me c'mon and feel this
Latin breeze
And we're dancin' barefoot
In the sand **y Rumba
The waves that roll into the shore
Makes him want me more and more

And all the passion that' inside him
Gives our hearts just one beat
The scent of my perfume
Is makin' him high
He said there's no place else he'd be
And then he said these words to me

(Refrain)

Mambo Mambo (Lou Bega)





I dance the rumba the salsa the cha cha
the limbo the foxtrott and even the tango
with ladies and girlies with mummies and babies
and Dj´s gone play this cause its on their playlist
and on my journey thru all of these dances
I found a lot of hot sax romances
but Mambo seeked me and Mambo freaked me
than she realesed me and this is how we go

Mambo Mambo eh eh
the babes are all around me
Mambo Mambo eh eh
dancin´ all night long
Mambo Mambo eh eh
the babes are all around me
Mambo Mambo eh eh
to the break of dawn

...

Mambo Mambo eh eh
the babes are all around me
Mambo Mambo eh eh
dancin´ all night long
Mambo Mambo eh eh
the babes are all around me
Mambo Mambo eh eh
thank you for this dance

(repeat the 1st verse)

Orujo (Phoenix)


We all go to spend the vacaciones,
In the land were toro fights man
Never knows quien pierde sus cojones,
if the fight is lead to the end.
So I’m askin’ for un aguardiente:
"un orujo blanco,por favor ! "
para quitar la lucha de la mente
and I drink the water nomore,
and I drink the water nomore.


Ref:
Torerito que passa ??? Come drink orujo with me,
let’s dance together the Salsa
and say to toro: boy you are free !!!
and say to toro : boy you are free !!!

Hey toro que passa?
Come sit down with me
con orujo i Salsa
we’ll be always happy and free,
we’ll be always happy and free !
In the mornin’ still in the taverna
with the toro sittin’ here beside me.
"Never want to go back to arena,-dice- me cojones loosing para qui ??? "
Askin’ for another aguardiente
when torero came in through the door
"Esta noche estaba muy caliente,
Let’s get drunk and fight nomore !!!"
Let’s get drunk and fight nomore !!!

I Beg Your Pardon (Kon Kan)


I Beg Your Pardon
Kon Kan

There once was a time and there once was a way
We had something going and to my dismay
Attention to me seemed to drift though I don't know where

And when we're alone seems there's nothing to say
I bring up a topic and you push it away
You say that you do but I think it's just you don't care
Why do I feel you're using me

Are we an item or are we just two
I need some commitments all I ask of you
Your life's stock can change
Don't be 'fraid what you think' in store

I know what's on your mind you've got lots to lose
Your shallow acquaintances what's there to choose
Yuo won't get too deep even though I'm worth so much more

So think about it carefully

Smile for the while and let's be jolly
We shouldn't be so melancholy
Come along and share the good times while we can

Do you want to hustle?
Do you want to salsa?

Do you want to hustle?
Do you want to salsa?

If that's how you want it; that's how it'll be
There's no use in trying or making you see
That love don't come easy you don't know what it's about

To get things together won't take any pain
Don't need to see/hear from you ever again
From this day on listen but no more
Please count me out, and you know what I'm talkin' about

Smile for the while and let's be jolly
We shouldn't be so melancholy
Come along and share the good times while we can

I know now's the time that I went to find something new
You know it's your crime that I'm out to find someone too




From: PAN@cherokeewoods.com (Paula Bowan)

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