.

.
Lors du concours final, l'équipe 410 refuse de laisser
danser l'équipe MSA Crew, suite à ça, Andie leur réplique :

+++++<< Je veux juste vous dire quelqu'un chose.
+++++++L'intêret de ce concours de danse c'est de
+++++++ réunire des personnes très différentes.On
+++++++ lui donne le nom de bataille mais au nom de
+++++++quoi est-ce que nous luttons ? Si on est là c'
+++++++est parce que une passion nous unis : La d-
+++++++anse ! Participer à ce concours c'est beauc-
+++++++oup plus que s'insulter ou se battre entre ns
+++++++parce que on est au service de notre art ! On
+++++++ne devrais pas être juger en fonction des vê-
+++++++tements qu'on a ou de l'école ou du quartiers
+++++++dans lequel on habite parce que le plus adm-
+++++++irable dans ce concours c'est qu'il s'interres-
+++++++se pas à ce que vous êtes mais à ce que vs
+++++++faites pour ce que vous êtes.

[...]

+++++++Donc si ça inquiète les 410 de défendre leur titre
+++++++contre nous ça fait rien nous on va faire notre truc
+++++++dehors, dans la rue, là où tout à commencer.
>>
# Posté le mercredi 02 avril 2008 06:51
Modifié le mardi 27 mai 2008 16:38

MP3 : Step up 2 the street / Push - Enrique Iglésias feat Lil' Wayne (2008)

Step up 2 the street / Push - Enrique Iglésias feat Lil' Wayne (2008)
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Titre : Push - Enrique Iglésias feat Lil' Wayne [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Album : Step up 2 the street
Année : 2008
Paroles :


(Rap)
Fly boy yeah right
Hey mamma they call me Wheezy
You should be with me I gotta pack of full of Reezers
Baby I can bless you when you ain't even sneezing
I be edge stressed when you don't even need me
I can have you dreaming when you even sleeping
Mamma I can help you get off like the weekend
You said what you wanna do with the new Enrique
I put this in and put the song on replay
And this you bagged it up like we play

(Enrique)
When you need it
Girl I try to hide it
But I can't escape it oh baby
Please forgive me when I think of you what makes about you so real oh baby
Baby I don't give a damn I know that you mess no men inside oh oh
And your eyes don't telling lie I know you wanna come with me tonight
And I see you rock first you gotta


Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Yeah I can come come on it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it
Oh yeah you know it (do you know it)
You know it (will you please me)
You know it (will you tease me)
You know it

Baby I I'm the kinda guy that don't real excite it oh baby
When you have when you have you're private part you hope that I'm invited oh baby
Baby I don't give a damn I know that you mess no men inside oh oh
And your eyes don't telling lie I know you wanna come with me tonight
And I see you rock first you gotta


Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Yeah I can come come on it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it

(Rap)
Is it half that you bag it up just that
No dropping like it's hot no popping like a grab
No stopping like a watch now move it like clockwork
Work your body swinging and your booty is an outdoes
She wanna do it do it with no delay
Until I go running running just like we lay
Coz I'm cool till I tha breeze way and pushing like sulk and pe pe pay


Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Yeah I can come come on it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it
(Repeat once)
Push push girl Mr Morales girl push push girl
Push

# Posté le mardi 01 avril 2008 12:50
Modifié le mardi 27 mai 2008 16:40

MP3 : Step up 2 the street / Ching-A-Ling (2008)

Step up 2 the street / Ching-A-Ling (2008)
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Titre : Ching-A-Ling [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Album : Step up 2 the street
Année : 2008
Paroles :


The party is ending at 2 am... so whatever you must do... do it now!

[Chorus]
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here,
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, (this is...)
Thirsty, baby bring it over here, (a Missy Exclusive)
Thirsty, baby bring it over here,
See my money maker, do my money maker, (crazy baby)
See my money maker, do my money maker (serious man)
(Reversed) (let's go!)



M-I-S-E,
Missy be a freak,
Sex so good, I can freak you in my sleep,
Ice on my sleeve, I can make a room freeze,
Pockets more bigger than a stripper booty cheeks,
Dudes don't speak when they look at my physique,
French on my feet, cost about fifty,
I don't swing from a pole, Missy swing from a tree,
I'm Ahamed Ali, cause I can sting like a bee,
Whatchu know about that,
So cute and fat,
Let him hit it once, and watch the dude come back,
Cause the back so stacked, it's like sittin' on a jack,
Missy be a mack, that's a true fact

[Chorus]
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here,
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here,
Thirsty, baby bring it over here,
Thirsty, baby bring it over here, (whatchu know about that)
See my money maker, do my money maker,
See my money maker, do my money maker
(Reversed)(I LIKE THIS)



Big things pop, little things stop,
If you talk a lot, in your mouth you get socked,
Miss don't flop, cause I'm a get the props, (come on)
House on the water, Aston Martin in the lot,
Look at my watch, cost a whole lot,
So iced out, you can't see it tick-tock,
Yeah I'm so hot, and I can't be topped,
Artist drop down like Michael Jackson socks,
Got the game locked, make your body rock,
[ Ching A Ling lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
If Missy ain't on it, then ya song don't knock,
You might get mopped like a floor,
So don't walk,
You don't need to spit, unless you live what you talk (Let's go)

[Chorus]
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here,
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here,
Thirsty, baby bring it over here,
Thirsty, baby bring it over here, (whatchu know about that)
See my money maker, do my money maker,
See my money maker, do my money maker (serious mannn)
(Reversed)



Missy switch it up, do ya damn thang,
Just like a chain, groupies wanna hang,
Talk that slang, gon' head and let it bang,
Make the hair stand like the hair on Don King,
Boom, boom, shing,
I shine like bling, bling,
Call me a queen, mean chicks stay in ya lane,
My flow so mean, if you know what I mean,
So fresh and clean, you can call me Irish Spring,
Whatchu know about that,
Talk like exlax, if ya game wack,
Then you ain't sayin' jack,
Just like that, ya, ya, to get axed,
Cause I got more hits than you can get out of a bat

[Chorus]
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here,
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here, (crazy)
Thirsty, baby bring it over here,
Thirsty, baby bring it over here, (New MISSY)
See my money maker, do my money maker,
See my money maker, do my money maker
(Reversed)



This is serious maaannnn!
Soft hook,
Whatchu know about that,
Whatchu know about that,
Whatchu know about that,

# Posté le dimanche 30 mars 2008 17:12
Modifié le lundi 31 mars 2008 05:23

MP3 : Step up 2 the street / Florida feat T-Pain - Low (2008)

Step up 2 the street / Florida feat T-Pain - Low (2008)
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Titre : Florida feat T-Pain - Low [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Album : Step up 2 the street
Année : 2008
Paroles :


[Chorus:]
Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy]
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low


[Verse 1:]
I ain't never seen nuthin that'll make me go,
this crazy all night spendin my dough
Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go
Dem birthday cakes, they stole the show
So sexual, she was flexible
Professional, drinkin X and ooo
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I
Whoa
Did I think I seen shorty get low
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain, I'm makin it snow
Work the pole, I got the bank roll
Imma say that I prefer them no clothes
I'm into that, I love women exposed
She threw it back at me, I gave her more
Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes

She had them

[Chorus:]
Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack
[Ayy]
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low


[Verse 2:]
Hey
Shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans full of gwap
And they ready for Shones
Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan

One stack (come on)
Two stacks (come on)
Three stacks (come on, now that's three grand)


What you think I'm playin baby girl
I'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands

That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
I knew it was ova, that Henny and Cola
Got me like a Soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
So lucky oo me, I was just like a clover
Shorty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her,
Like a pornography poster
She showed her


[Chorus:]
Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy]
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low


[Verse 3:]
Whoa
Shawty
Yea she was worth the money
Lil mama took my cash,
and I ain't want it back,
The way she bit that rag,
got her them paper stacks,
Tattoo Above her crack,
I had to handle that,

I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin
They be want it two in the mornin
I'm zonin in them rosay bottles foamin
She wouldn't stop, made it drop
Shorty did that pop and lock,
Had to break her off that gwap
Gah it was fly just like my glock


[Chorus:]
Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy]
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low


C'mon

# Posté le dimanche 30 mars 2008 16:04
Modifié le mardi 01 avril 2008 15:02

MP3 : Step up 2 the street / Killer - Cherish feat Yung Joc (2008)

Step up 2 the street / Killer - Cherish feat Yung Joc (2008)
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Titre : Killer - Cherish feat Yung Joc [Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog]
Album : Step up 2 the street
Année : 2008
Paroles :


Yo Joc
Yeah?
I don't think they ready for this one

Cherish
They make me wanna lose control
Yeah
You know who it is
Joc, Dark Child


I'm in a wife beater two seater cruise control
Pull up and ya girl might lose control
Not playas circle but a duffel bag boy
Guarantee they cant get enough of dat boy

Saw him from a distance and I watch him make his way to the bar
He walked up to me slowly whispers and he says I know who you are
I wanna get to know you


I can tell he was playa
But he knows just how to make ya
Lose control
Somehow I knew

[Chorus]
Shawty is a killa
But I really want him
And I gotta have him
Tonight
Shawty a heartbreaker
But it really don't matter
'Cause I really want him
Tonight


The way he licks his lips
I'm in a infatuated state of mind, oh yeah
He's so hard to resist
I gotta tell you baby boy you're so fine
Just gotta have you oh yeah

I can tell he was playa
But he knows just how to make ya
Lose control
If you only knew that Shawty is a killa


[Chorus]
Shawty is a killa
But I really want him (But I really want him)
And I gotta have him
Tonight (And I gotta have him)
Shawty a heartbreaker,
But it really don't matter
'Cause I really want him
Tonight (Tonight)
Shawty is a killa
But I really want him
And I gotta have him
Tonight
Shawty a heartbreaker, (Heartbreaker)
But it really don't matter
'Cause I really want him
Tonight (Cause I really want him tonight Oh oh)

It feels so wrong that it must it must be right
And I'm so high don't wanna come down, just let me fly



[Young Joc]
Ay ay let me talk to um
My whips push but no car keys man
Pop the top like a sardine can
Wrist stay flooded like New Orleans man
Lil' boy cant stop I be ballin man
Yeah I'm pretty sure dat ya heard da rumors
Got beef bull wit some big cawholas
I'm a pretty slick nigga like rick da rula
Keep one eye open and my hand on dat ruda
I rock da cladio
My shades gazel
I break hearts
I heartbreak hotels
I treat yo chick like a pair of ones
Wear ha ass out one good time and shawty...

[Chorus]
Shawty is a killa (Shawty is a killa)
But I really want him (Oooh)
And I gotta have him
Tonight (Tonight)
Shawty a heartbreaker, (Shawty a Heartbreaker)
But it really don't matter (But it really don't matter)
'Cause I really want him (Ohhh baby)
Tonight (Tonight)
Shawty is a killa (I want you baby)
But I really want him (Gotta have you baby)
And I gotta have him (Even if it's for tonight, I gotta have you)
Tonight
Shawty a heartbreaker, (Oohh)
But it really don't matter
'Cause I really want him (Cause I really want you)
Tonight (And I gotta have you)



# Posté le samedi 29 mars 2008 07:31
Modifié le lundi 31 mars 2008 05:26