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Massive R&B: Spring Collection 2007
Disc 1
01. Give It to Me
02. Because of You
03. I Wanna Love You
04. Glamorous
05. That’s That
06. Long Way to Go
07. Hip Hop Is Dead
08. Love Me or Hate Me
09. You Know I’m No Good
10. You Better Not Waste My Time
11. When You Wasn’t Famous
12. Fallin’
13. Chain Hang Low
14. Hands Up
15. Big Bro Thang
16. No Good
17. Too Late Too Late (Dirtee Stankin remix)
18. Candy Shop
19. It’s OK (One Blood)
20. Ridin
Disc 2
01. The Sweet Escape
02. Say It Right
03. Wait a Minute
04. Do Without My Love
05. Area Codes
06. Dangerous
07. Breakaway
08. Mr
09. Guilty Conscience
10. Badman
11. The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)
12. Bojangles
13. Ghetto Story
14. O.P.P.
15. Natural Born Killaz
16. My Band
17. Lie About Us
18. What You Think of That
19. Wanted Dead or Alive
20. We Ride
Yeah, that's right, I like that
The royal penis is clean Your Highness
Thank you, uh uh, Snoop, Kells
You know how we get down

I pull up, dip low in the Phantom with the wheels spinnin'
Ladies like that's that shit
I'm in the back of the club blowin' trees
Hands up, head bobbin' like that's that shit

In the spot where the girls go wild, dancin' titty bar style
I'm like that's that shit
Snoop Dizzle, hey! Your boy Kells, hey!
Let me hear you say that's that shit

Let's get this party jumpin', me and Kel gon' get it bumpin'
They humpin' like when it's over, we gon' all get into somethin'
The Dogg is fresh, Southside without a vest
Nothin' on my chest but these ladies up out the Midwest

I must confess that in the Chi you so blessed
Leavin' nothin' on my mind but Doggy, you and safe sex
This ain't a test you fuckin' with a cold mess
Meet me in Chicago let me get you to this real West

It's real strong, real fat and real long
Doggies in the building holdin' somethin' they can feel up on
And once they get it somethin' they can build up on
Take that skinny nigga home, work that fillin' till it's gone

Get that home grown put that shit on Daddy long
I know how you ladies do it T-shirt with no panties on
Let's get this shit crackin', Kell and Doggy Dogg in action
If you in here all alone you might get this dog bone

I pull up, dip low in the Phantom with the wheels spinnin'
Ladies like that's that shit
I'm in the back of the club blowin' trees
Hands up, head bobbin' like that's that shit

In the spot where the girls go wild, dancin' titty bar style
I'm like that's that shit
Snoop Dizzle, hey! Your boy Kells, hey!
Let me hear you say that's that shit

Dippin' low, Six-Four hundred spokes and chronic smoke
All these ladies on the floor 'cause they know what we in here for
Dogg and Kelly came to ball, get your ass up off the wall
Let that middle wiggle, now make that shit fall

Not just one, but all y'all, move it like you want it all
Let me see you bounce it for me, work that shit for Doggy Dogg
You got to do it, is that your crew? Bring 'em too
Come here let me take you through it, then once Kelly get into it

We can get this after party poppin' everybody
Got themselves another body
Knockin' out without protection though that's my confession
But at the spot if you just think you're gonna listen, you can drop it like it's hot

Hold up, I came to cool out, lay back and get blown
Maybe Henny, maybe gin, a couple shots of Patron
And if you didn't you missed it but now it's known
That this that shit, Kells sing that song, c'mon

I pull up, dip low in the Phantom with the wheels spinnin'
Ladies like that's that shit
I'm in the back of the club blowin' trees
Hands up, head bobbin' like that's that shit

In the spot where the girls go wild, dancin' titty bar style
I'm like that's that shit
Snoop Dizzle, hey! Your boy Kells, hey!
Let me hear you say that's that shit

So if you think you got the bomb, shit, holla at a playa
Holla at a playa, holla at a playa
And if you lookin' for some good sex, holla at a playa
Holla at a playa, holla at a playa

Girl if you ever in the 312, holla at a playa
Holla at a playa, holla at a playa
And if you're ever in the 213, holla at a playa
Holla at a playa, holla at a playa

I pull up, dip low in the Phantom with the wheels spinnin'
Ladies like that's that shit
I'm in the back of the club blowin' trees
Hands up, head bobbin' like that's that shit

In the spot where the girls go wild, dancin' titty bar style
I'm like that's that shit
Snoop Dizzle, hey! Your boy Kells, hey!
Let me hear you say that's that shit