Wednesday, November 28, 2007

If Looks Could Kill and Have Your Way

BEYONCE KNOWLES LYRICS

"Have Your Way"

[Kelly:]
I changed my life for you and all that you could do
Is betray me, how could you play me
You got me doing things I know I shouldn't do
Am I crazy to live this way see

I know I'm wrong, I'm shamed everyday
We're not as one, but you think it's okay
My life is not meant to be lived this way, this way
You promised me one day we would be
Husband and wife but it seems to me
You're moving further away from me, from me

[Chorus:]
Lord I'm trying to do what's pleasing in your sight
But I'm in love, right now I'm caught up
Instead of leaving, I know that you'll be right by my side
And you'll make a way, just have your way

[Beyonce:]
I spent too much time playin wife on many nights
Keepin you happy, giving you all of me
I wake up every morning feeling guilty cause you're lying next to me
Father forgive me, thought by now we'd be married

Four months ago you promised me
By now I'd have my wedding ring
You've shown no committment to me, to me
I cannot blame you for using me
If I continue to let this be
Cause shacking with a man just ain't me, ain't me

[Chorus (4x)]
Lord I'm trying to do what's pleasing in your sight
But I'm in love, right now I'm caught up
Instead of leaving, I know that you'll be right by my side
And you'll make a way, just have your way


BEYONCE KNOWLES LYRICS

"If Looks Could Kill (You Would Be Dead)"


[Beyonce]
Sweetness flowing like a faucet
Body bangin' no corset
Brothas wanna toss it
But they lost, cause my game made them forfeit
Slicker than a porpoise and thicker than a horse is
Carmen Brown got the whole town speechless
I'll stick to my thesis, eyes stick to my features
Brothas trying to hold, but thier game never reaches
Most of these cats are like the middle of peaches
I see you looking at, but what you looking at?
You're in a bar and wanna twist me like a bottle cap?

[Mos Def]
I'm trying to holla Miss, to see if you gon holla back

[Beyonce]
Your game is whack, and no, you will not get your quarter back
See this is Carmen, curves like a cul-de-sac
skin coffee and cream, your donuts, you ain't dunking that

[Mos Def]
But this is Miller, Lieutenant, if you're wondering

[Sarpong]
And I'm Nathanile

[Mos Def]
Mel Gibson

[Sarpong]
Danny Gloverin'

[Beyonce]
But I'm not hearing you, you might as well be mumbling
See, I have dreams, and with a man, what will become of them?
There's not a kid out here who can make me believe
I should postpone my goals, he got tricks up his sleeve?
Whole bar full of cuffs and you ain't locking me down

[Mos Def]
I got a warrant for ya heart, in the bed, hold the trial

[Sarpong]
Get a pardon if you come with the Sergeant, now

[Beyonce]
Give me a chair, cause I don't care, I ain't feeling your style

[Chorus]
[Mos Def] - Ayo, I'm trying to get with you shorty
[Beyonce] - But I'm not feeling you
[Sarpong] - But I'm an officer shorty
[Beyonce] - My looks are killing you
[Mos Def] - Murder One will get you under the covers
[Beyonce] - Game taller, manslaughter, I ain't feeling you brothas
[Mos Def] - Ayo, I'm trying to get with you shorty
[Beyonce] - But I'm not feeling you
[Sarpong] - But I'm an officer shorty
[Beyonce] - My looks are killing you
[Mos Def] - Murder One will get you under the covers
[Beyonce] - Game taller, manslaughter, I ain't feeling you brothas

[Beyonce]
Eyes like the ocean

[Mos Def]
Ma, I got some lotion
Hold ya thighs, raise 'em high and daddy long stroke you

[Beyonce]
Hair like forever

[Sarpong]
Swear I do it better
Take my gun out the holster, I still got the Barretta

[Beyonce]
Brothas sweat Carmen like Patrick Ewing, but that cat...

[Mos Def]
Don't waste your time, he ain't worth doing, he's just a Sergeant
Passing out tickets for parking

[Sarpong]
Chicken-heads clucking

[Beyonce]
Pitiful bulls barking
See, this is Carmen, voice sweet as marvin
I turn out lights, with the switch, when I'm walking
Girls steady jealous, cause they men always hawkin'
Even got Lou lookin' at me like he stalkin'
And I got a mind, too
I wouldn't bless you,
if your first name was hachoo on Sunday, singin' gospel

[Mos Def]
You ain't a dyme, just a nickel actin' hostile

[Beyonce]
I'm headed for the big top and bouncin' on this side-show...

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