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Massive R&B: Spring 2010
Disc 1
01. Empire State of Mind
02. In My Head
03. Parachute
04. Do You Remember
05. Replay
06. Say It's Over
07. Take That
08. Rhythm n Flow
09. You're Not Alone
10. I Like You
11. Tiny Dancer
12. I Got Soul (War Child Arrangement of All These Things That I've Done)
13. Supernova
14. Butterflies
15. American Boy
16. Right Round
17. My Swagga
18. DJ Do It Again
19. Clothes Off
20. I'm in Miami Trick
Disc 2
01. Rude Boy
02. Meet Me Halfway
03. A Star Is Born
04. Bad Romance
05. Break Your Heart
06. Say Aah
07. Turnin Me On
08. Spotlight
09. Money to Blow
10. Tie Me Down
11. Right Hand Hi
12. World Go Round
13. My Time
14. Queen
15. Love Is...
16. Birthday Sex
17. Best I Ever Had
18. Walkin' on the Moon
19. Cash in My Pocket
20. Head, Shoulders, Kneez & Toez
See here's the thing
We have to take our clothes off
We have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
Excuse me miss
I couldn't help but to notice how alone you are
I dig the attitude and how you're acting like you own the bar
Got me flashing keys and I don't even own a car
Like you ain't feeling my charm, because I know you are
I'm trying to see how your lips feel
Oh I'm sorry, my name is Travee and I'm pretty much a big deal
Oh, you've never heard of me
That sounds absurd to me
The way you stole my attention was flat out burglary
What do you say let's exit stage left so me and you can
Possibly reconvene and play some naked peekaboo
'Cause after all the blouse you're wearing is kinda see through
And it's obvious I'm heading wherever you're leading me too
Such an angel with a devilish angle
And quite the certified sweet talker
And you're buying every line of it girl
And I don't really blame you
If I was in your shoes I'd probably do the same too
We have to take our clothes off
We have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
Now here's another bar, I'm coming for the slow gunners
Put your helmets on and take a seat on the short bus
Next stop, right around the corner from your momma live
No turning back so you better buckle up
Shit, don't be concerned with mine
I feel like a Speak and Spell way I got you learning my lines
Fine, pull the string, replay that shit
I change my name to "did he really just say that shit?"
Yep
I'll take a mile if you let me
Six-five, two hundred plus and so sexy
My legs going up for keeping my phone on vibrate
To hide the fact your girlfriend keeps textin' me
And I've been tryin' to never mind it man
But every time I get a new number, she finds it damn
And you thought you had it sewn up
Until right around amazing o'clock when I showed up
We have to take our clothes off
We have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
Got chicks, all hot chicks
And you rock chicks, datin' hip hop chicks
Slim chicks, round chicks
Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks
Got chicks, all hot chicks
And you rock chicks, datin' hip hop chicks
Slim chicks, round chicks
Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks
Good grief girl, you're giving me goosebumps
Standing there in your underwear and new pumps
It's like the more time we waste and less time I get to taste you
Honestly I could easily replace you
It's not a skam girl
That's how I am girl
Peter Pan, I'm a sucka for smucka's jam girl
It's clear I'm only here for good clean fun
Shut up and kiss me like the antedotes under my tongue
Whoa
We have to take our clothes off
And we have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
We have to take our clothes off
And we have to party all night
And we have to take our clothes off
To have a good time
Oh no
Got chicks, all hot chicks
And you rock chicks, datin' hip hop chicks
Slim chicks, round chicks
Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks
Got chicks, all hot chicks
And you rock chicks, datin' hip hop chicks
Slim chicks, round chicks
Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks