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Pure Urban Essentials 2
Disc 1
01. Crazy in Love
02. Turn Me On
03. 50/50
04. Paradise
05. I’m Glad
06. Beautiful
07. Into You
08. All Over
09. Girlfriend
10. Can’t Nobody
11. Get Down
12. Ching Ching (Lovin’ You Still)
13. U Know What’s Up
14. Don’t Know What to Tell Ya
15. Waterfalls
16. Looking for Love
17. Laundromat
18. Say Yeah
19. Heard It All Before
20. Bootylicious
Disc 2
01. Like Glue
02. Bounce Along
03. Flip Reverse
04. Ain’t What You Do
05. Jumpin’
06. Shake (What Ya Mamma Gave Ya)
07. Broken Silence
08. Got Your Money
09. Rock the Party
10. Take You Home
11. Turn It Up (remix) / Fire It Up
12. Oh No
13. Ring Ring Ring (Ha Ha Hey)
14. Scenario
15. Boogie 2nite
16. Raw
17. Rise
18. Superwoman, Part II (remix)
19. We Pop
20. I Feel for You
All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice (ice)
Ladies in the club shake your body like dice (dice)
My kind of jam so we're doin it right
Yo, who got the inflow keepin it tight
Lisa Maffia (huh)
Remember I told you, I'm a soldier (ha)
Drop this in the club and it's all over
It's all over
It's all over

Tonight leave out the crib with the Gucci prize
Christian Dior boots, Fendi life
Then be my girls roll up in the night
Outside the club security tight
Skip through the queue to the door on the right
Up on the floor by the bar what do you like
Time out bezzel techno ice
I'm in the wrong room this is techno night
Into room two playin joints I like
Breakers being Harlem shakin all night
And if you're in the mood grip left and right
Party all night we don't want no fight
Solid we buy bars for the crew in sight
In the VIP Dready be bringin the vibes
One glass of verve two shots of ice
Ladies shake your ass all night

All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice (ice)
Ladies in the club shake your body like dice (dice)
My kind of jam so we're doin it right
Yo, who got the inflow keepin it tight
Lisa Maffia (huh)
Remember I told you, I'm a soldier (ha)
Drop this in the club and it's all over
It's all over
It's all over

Lisa say its all over
Me done tell ya bout how a skyla, skyla
Don't watch dem gals dem a filler, filler
Look like some old school thriller, thriller
Why is there no champagne in the chiller
My flows you don't know them get iller
If you no cook you no get no dinner
Me lose ya mind me a winner, winner

Move your nastiness
You can't chat to this
Respect this
Recognise this
Realise this
A big bad blows meat interprise this
So solid hot, cannot despise this
You can't hide this
You cannot deprive this
We move fast so you cannot collide this
Everything right so you can't rectify this
Ha, you're an idiot
Lisa come done this

All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice (ice)
Ladies in the club shake your body like dice (dice)
My kind of jam so we're doin it right
Yo, who got the inflow keepin it tight
Lisa Maffia (huh)
Remember I told you, I'm a soldier (ha)
Drop this in the club and it's all over
It's all over
It's all over

It's me again Mega pumpin the G's my friend
The ladies all say I do this with ease
Begin to tease the niggaz then go
Platinum freeze on them
And come so stupid that they're
Shakin their knees and blend
You got one in it when
So solid is turnin believe it
All those dreams OK i can give you a minute
Take that La Senza off of your whole spirit

All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice (ice)
Ladies in the club shake your body like dice (dice)
My kind of jam so we're doin it right
Yo, who got the inflow keepin it tight
Lisa Maffia (huh)
Remember I told you, I'm a soldier (ha)
Drop this in the club and it's all over
It's all over
It's all over

All the thugs in the clubs get your cris on ice (ice)
Ladies in the club shake your body like dice (dice)
My kind of jam so we're doin it right
Yo, who got the inflow keepin it tight
Lisa Maffia (huh)
Remember I told you, I'm a soldier (ha)
Drop this in the club and it's all over
It's all over
It's all over

Yes, it's all over Lisa Maffia
JD Dready productions huh
Right under your nastiness ha