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CASSIDY LYRICS & VIDEO - "Make U Scream" (feat. Snoop Dogg)
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By:
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cassidy
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Mood:
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just chillin'
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Date:
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01/20/2008 16:20:05
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Music:
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cassidy
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[Chorus (Cassidy & Female
Voice)]
[Female Voice:] I'd like to make sweet love
to you
[Cassidy:] What you say you tryin' to do,
huh?
[C:] I'll make you scream like
[F:] AHHH!
[C:] And shout like
[F:] AHHH!
[C:] And sing
[F:] Do di do do di do do do
[C:] Now what you say?
[F:] I'd like to make sweet love to you
[Repeat]
[Verse 1 (Cassidy)]
Okay!
I was told you ain't got it nice, 'til you got a
wife
But nope I'ma baller cuz, never gon fall in
love
Pshyche that's a damn lie
Ladies put ya hands high every man should try to
get a woman to stand by
It's called devotion, emotions could make a man
cry
But ma wipe ya tears and just stare in that man
eyes
Prove that you there for him, prove that you care
for him
That's how you gotta act, prove that you got his
back
Prove that you not a rat
Don't creep and ho around, hold him down
'Cause you know what comes around goes around
And I'm older now and it might seem kinda
weird
But man all them damn AIDS commercials got me
kinda scared
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 (Snoop Dogg)]
You ever laid on some pink mink sheets blowin'
swishers
Holdin' on some champagne while doin ya damn
thang
Caressin' on tha world main
Adressin'' you is no pain
Betty Wright is playing, no pain no gain
I did it for the hell of it
Hit it now you tell a bitch
Now she want a little bit, I did it for the smell
of it
It's relevant and evident
Yeah girl you heaven sent
I love the way you break and take all the
evidence
Pimpin cause I'm stayin in your mothafucking
residence
While you out bringin me back the dead
presidents
(Pimpin', Pimpin', Pimpin')
You can say that I got you
I do it cause I have to, plus I feel like I got
you
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 (Cassidy)]
Sis if you make love to me
Kissin' and huggin' me
Lickin' and rubbin' me, it'll get ugly
The bed got a mink spread gettin all cuddley
Pop bub' the hot tub gettin all bubbley
You don't even gotta ask, all my girls got it
bad
Closet full of Prada bags and I ain't even gotta
brag
Yeah I keep them lookin real
Go 'head you can push the wheel
And if ya face tough I might wake up and cook a
meal
Whatever you ask for (It's yours)
We can go to my bungalo over in Tahiti with the
glass floors
Fish swimmin 'round, the moonlight shimmer
down
I got the bomb stroke
Girl get ya spine broke
[Chorus Until Fade]
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