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Ashanti
Always there when you call [Buckshots, hah], always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby

{Refrain:}
Baby, I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time
And I gave you my all, now baby be mine
I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time
And I gave you my all, now baby be mine

Ja Rule
C'mon and get a piece of this late-night lover
You know, the one that swing dick like no other (shit)
I know, I got a lot of things I need to explain
But baby you know the name and love is about pain
So, stop the complaints and drop the order restraints
Our sex life's a game so bat me down in the paint
'Cause I can't wait no more
'Cause it's about a quarter-past three and shorty's eyein me
I got the Bentley valeted
And I'm just outside of Jersey, past the Palisades
And I love to see that ass in boots and shades
Hold down on the bed while I'm yankin your braids
Thug style, you never thought I'd make you smile
While I'm smackin your ass and fuckin you all wild
With Ashanti But we share somethin so rare, but who cares, you care

{au Refrain}

Girl, get a grip, c'mon, pull it together
It's only a sunshower, we been through worse weather
Like the stormy nights you wrote a "Dear Ja" letter
And took my Benz and keyed and cut the leather
Bitch, you know better, we live M-O-B
Money Over Bitches, Murder, I-N-C

I got two or three hoes for every V
And I keep 'em drugged up off that ecstasy
I'm a playground legend like Kirk with Pee-wee
Name a nigga in the league got more game than me
I play hard, there's so many women I fathered
Meet 'em with scars and send 'em home hot and bothered
Truth or dare, this life ain't apparantly fair
And a love with no glare is a crystal stare
But we share With Ashanti somethin so rare, but who cares, you care

{au Refrain}

Oh I'm, feelin like ya livin a, double life
'Cause you don't be comin home, sometimes
Baby, but you're always, on time, checkin for one time
You and I, got a special bond together
We go back like bombers boo, in the coldest weather
And when I play you play the same way you freak me baby I fuck you crazy
Then I'm gone
Baby don't really want me to get up and leave off that easy
She'll be wakin up wet for sheezy
Remind these bitches to mind they business
Believe me, this pimp game is very religious
And I'm built like the Don Bishop
Gon' keep this money-green Benz and my hoes as my witness
The life we share is a thug affair
With Ashanti But who cares, you care

{au Refrain}

Ashanti
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine

Radio Announcer
Here at W-I-Z we play nothing but the hits, nothing but the hits
Nothing but the muthafuckin hits

BADABOOM

Yea, yea, yea
(It's B2K ya'll) It's B2K ya'll
Welcome ladies... and gentlemen
(Yes) To the U Got Served Soundtrack
(Yea) We about to do dis
You know how we get down
Oh Yea
You know dat
Come on
Omarion hit em wit it

[Verse One: Omari:]
Like whoa
You know
Girl you're the star of my show
In this club
Poppin bub
The way you shakin deservin some dubs
Turn around
Make it bounce
Shake it like you come from out of town
Whats yo name?
Whats yo sign?
Girl you leavin with me tonight

{Refrain: x2}
Mami shake it like you care for me
You know I like it when you do that little dance for me
Mami I'm just trynna get you in my room
And see that big badabing go badaboom

[Verse Two: Omari:]
This one, I seen
Couldn't believe the ass in them jeans
To myself, had to think
'Any room for me up in them jeans?'
Ghetto star
You are
Eat you up like a chocolate bar
What's yo name?
What's yo sign?
Damn you got me weeping inside

{au Refrain, x2}

Mami shake it like you care for me
You know I like it when you do that little dance for me
Mami I'm just trynna get you in my room
And see that big badabing go badaboom

[Rap: Fabolous]
I wanna see ya 'badabing' go 'badaboom'
And my house got a wing, with a lotta rooms
I can do a lotta things, get you hot as June
I wanna watch ya body swing to the hottest grooves
I'm trynna slide behind it when you throw it 'round
So I can ride and grind it, when you slow it down
Bring it from the top, then take it to da bottom
I'm clingin to ya top, trynna make it to ya oh
The way you move is fab-u-losa
It makes me wanna grab you closa
You know I like it when ya bounce, bounce
Throw ya hands up and ya bounce, bounce
I don't back down, when I'm pressin ya
I'm finna lay the smack down like the wrestler
But nobody get it ta poppin like this man can
Have them girls get it to poppin on a handstand
...Ghetto

{au Refrain, x4}

Mami shake it like you care for me
You know I like it when you do that little dance for me
Mami I'm just trynna get you in my room
And see that big badabing go badaboom

La la la la la

{Talking:}
B2K
Fab
T-Scott
Oh yea Chris Stoke I see you boy
And oh yea, Dave Mack
Let's do dis again
Yea [laughs]
TUG
(Hums)
Mmmmmm Badaboom

{Music at libidum...}