Cyclone - Baby Bash Feat. T-Pain

O-oh (O-oh)
O-oh (O-oh)
O-oh (O-oh)
Swanananani (nanani, nanani, nanani)
[Refren:]
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone
Now look at that peppa'
On the back of that bumpa'
She aint even playin
When she's shakin that ruppa'
And oh, you aint know?
She gets lower than a muffla'
Even with her girlfriends
Show stopping with a hustla'
The way she move her body
She might see the Maserati
She wanna put it on me
Tryna show me her tsunami
She make it hard to copy
Always tight, never sloppy
And got an entourage
And her own paparazzi
Now there she go again
Ridin through the stormy weatha'
You betta button up
If you wanna go get her
Cause it is what it is
Everybody wanna love her
But when she pop it boy
You better run for cover
[Refren:]
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone
(It's a wrap) when she break them boys off a typhoon
(It's a wrap) gotta get that phatty like a boss tycoon
(It's a wrap) now hold it steady cause she make a monsoon
(It's a wrap) now you can Google, download the iTunes
See what I'm sayin
She aint playin
Yeah, she got them heads turnin
You gon' hear it clack, clack
When them heels get to burnin
Stiletto so fuego
She got her own label
And got us all doin the tornado
[Refren:]
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mighty cyclone
Shawty got looks (and)
Shawty got class
Shawty got hips (and)
Shawty got ass
When she hit the stage
She drop it down low, like
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Ay
This is crazy
It's amazing
It must be the way of the lady
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[Refren:]
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
Just like a cyclone
She moves her body like a cyclone
And she makes me wanna do it all night long
Going hard when they turn the spotlights on
Because she moves her body like a cyclone
A mïghty cyclone
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Reer :)

Doing Too Much - Paula DeAnda feat. Baby Bash

Paula Deanda:
I'm leaving messages and voicemails telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
(Too much)
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
This is turning into something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)

See you got me all alone
Waiting right here by the phone for you to call me
Just to hear your voice tone
I keep on wondering if you was even feeling me
I keep on wondering if this was even meant to be
Tell me am I wasting time
Boy you showing me no sign
Is it 'cause you on your grind 'cause you're always on my mind
I keep on wondering if everything you said was true
I keep on wondering if you were really coming through

Now here I go again blowing you up
And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much

Oh
Now here I go again blowing you up
And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much

I'm leaving messages and voicemails telling you I miss you
(Voicemails)
(Miss you)
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you
(Why you tryna diss me baby)
Baby am I doing too much
(Just wanna kiss you)
(Too much)
(Doing too much)
Tell me what's the issue
(Tell me)
Who I give these lips to
(What's the issue)
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
This is turning into something I ain't hip to
(Something I ain't hip too)
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
(Am I doing too much)

I'm out with my girls tryna have a good time
(Good time)
And you know I'm looking fly tryna meet some other guys
But it gets hard sometimes 'cause there ain't no one just like you
(You)
I try my best but I can't shake this thing you got me going through
All I can picture is the color of your eyes
(Color of your eyes)
And the way you make me smile
I ain't felt this in a while but I came to a conclusion that this is pure illusion
Chaos and confusion but I'm not gonna let it ruin

The way I feel about myself 'cause I got self-esteem
Sometimes I wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy
(Ooh ooh ooh oh)

The way I feel about myself 'cause I got self-esteem
Sometimes I wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy

(Aah)
I'm leaving messages and voicemails telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you
(Why you tryna diss me baby)
Baby am I doing too much
(Just wanna kiss you)
(Too much)
Tell me what's the issue
(Tell me)
Who I give these lips to
(What's the issue)
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
This is turning into something I ain't hip to
(Something I ain't hip too)
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
(Am I doing too much)

Baby Bash:
Just leave your name and number and I'm gon holler at ya
(Oh ooh ooh uh uh)
Just leave your name and number and I'm gon holler at ya
(Oh ooh ooh uh uh)
Just leave your name and number and I'm gon holler at ya
Just leave your name and number and I'm gon holler at ya

Ronnie Ray all day
Women in the hall way
Every day losing track of the people tryna call me
Don't take this the wrong way
I been having long days
Doing it
Moving round the town wherever I'm getting my song played

Paula Deanda:

Now here I go again blowing you up
(Here I go again)
And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much
(Oh oh oh oh)

Oh
Now here I go again blowing you up
And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much

I'm leaving messages and voicemails telling you I miss you
(Voicemails)
(Miss you)
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you
(Why you tryna diss me baby)
Baby am I doing too much
(Just wanna kiss you)
(Too much)
(Too much)
Tell me what's the issue
(Tell me)
Who I give these lips to
(What's the issue)
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
This is turning into something I ain't hip to
(Something I ain't hip too)
Baby am I doing too much
(Too much)
(Am I doing too much)

Oh ooh oh oh
Doing too much