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(Got it)\nLookin' at me from the waist down (Crop it)\nSaid I'm a hard pill to swallow fella\nBut I can make you feel better\nI got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\nTrust me I can get 'em all\nThey say I stride like a model\nCurse like a bottle\nWatch me as I hit the wall\nAnd I make 'em say, hey\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my - uh\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook, hit it y'all\nSaid you got a lot of nerve\nPlayn' with my feelings boy\nDo you always speak before you think?\nI-I-Lucky me I know the game\nI'ma flip my hair then walk away\nIf you follow me it's on and poppin' (Is that right?)\n'Cause I think you're gettin' outta pocket (Okay)\nStop it (Luda!)\n'Fore you make me\nOh!\nBefore I make you too what girl you know you want it\nYou body's nice but eh you need some Luda on it\nSo find a matress so we can start tookin' on it movin' it\nBaby 'cause tonight's the night for you to rock up on the mic\n'Cause I rocks the mic (Right?)\nIt's Chris mind freak in the back of a Rolls\nI know magic, poof, do away with ya clothes\nThen come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n'Cause damn lil mama you thick as a mug\nJust how them southern boys like it\nHurry up and give me your punch I might spike it\nParty in my? and yes you're in?\nSo we can make a wet scene\nAnd win a Oscar all up in your best dreams\nGirl I think you know you're driving me crazy\nThey jingling baby, go 'head baby\nWith two hams in you pants girl I think you's a crook\nLet me touch what's up under that-\nDon't make me hit you my pocketbook\n(Aw you ain't gone do nothin')\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n(Go 'head and do it then)\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n(Luda!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pocketbook\n artist: Jennifer Hudson\n album: Jennifer Hudson\n duration_ms: 197000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Give it to me\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Say it again? Oh\n Don't make me hit with my pocketbook\n Check this out here\n Lookin' at my body I bet you\n Thinkin' 'bout it don't you wanna know how I get down?\n Take a number baby you ain't the\n Only brother trynna get up under my skirt now\n (Talkin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\n Think that you're God's gift, to women)\n More like a buzz in my ear piece\n Shoo fly don't bother me\n I got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\n Trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model, curse like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make em say\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Tell your baby daddy he ain't holdin no weight\n 'Cause he got cake and no knife\n Ain't nobody cuttin' so cut it out, cut it out\n Alright\n So you don't know my face now? (Got it)\n Lookin' at me from the waist down (Crop it)\n Said I'm a hard pill to swallow fella\n But I can make you feel better\n I got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\n Trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model\n Curse like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make 'em say, hey\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my - uh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook, hit it y'all\n Said you got a lot of nerve\n Playn' with my feelings boy\n Do you always speak before you think?\n I-I-Lucky me I know the game\n I'ma flip my hair then walk away\n If you follow me it's on and poppin' (Is that right?)\n 'Cause I think you're gettin' outta pocket (Okay)\n Stop it (Luda!)\n 'Fore you make me\n Oh!\n Before I make you too what girl you know you want it\n You body's nice but eh you need some Luda on it\n So find a matress so we can start tookin' on it movin' it\n Baby 'cause tonight's the night for you to rock up on the mic\n 'Cause I rocks the mic (Right?)\n It's Chris mind freak in the back of a Rolls\n I know magic, poof, do away with ya clothes\n Then come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n 'Cause damn lil mama you thick as a mug\n Just how them southern boys like it\n Hurry up and give me your punch I might spike it\n Party in my? and yes you're in?\n So we can make a wet scene\n And win a Oscar all up in your best dreams\n Girl I think you know you're driving me crazy\n They jingling baby, go 'head baby\n With two hams in you pants girl I think you's a crook\n Let me touch what's up under that-\n Don't make me hit you my pocketbook\n (Aw you ain't gone do nothin')\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n (Go 'head and do it then)\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n (Luda!)\n"},{"id":39523278,"name":"Pocketbook","trackName":"Pocketbook","artistName":"Jennifer Hudson","albumName":"Jennifer Hudson","duration":199.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it to me\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nSay it again? Oh\nDon't make me hit with my pocketbook\nCheck this out here\nLookin' at my body I bet you\nThinkin' 'bout it don't you wanna know how I get down?\nTake a number baby you ain't the\nOnly brother trynna get up under my skirt now\n(Talkin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\nThink that you're God's gift, to women)\nMore like a buzz in my ear piece\nShoo fly don't bother me\nI got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\nTrust me I can get 'em all\nThey say I stride like a model, curse like a bottle\nWatch me as I hit the wall\nAnd I make em say\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nTell your baby daddy he ain't holdin no weight\n'Cause he got cake and no knife\nAin't nobody cuttin' so cut it out, cut it out\nAlright\nSo you don't know my face now? (Got it)\nLookin' at me from the waist down (Crop it)\nSaid I'm a hard pill to swallow fella\nBut I can make you feel better\nI got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\nTrust me I can get 'em all\nThey say I stride like a model\nCurse like a bottle\nWatch me as I hit the wall\nAnd I make 'em say, hey\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my - uh\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook, hit it y'all\nSaid you got a lot of nerve\nPlayn' with my feelings boy\nDo you always speak before you think?\nI-I-Lucky me I know the game\nI'ma flip my hair then walk away\nIf you follow me it's on and poppin' (Is that right?)\n'Cause I think you're gettin' outta pocket (Okay)\nStop it (Luda!)\n'Fore you make me\nOh!\nBefore I make you too what girl you know you want it\nYou body's nice but eh you need some Luda on it\nSo find a matress so we can start tookin' on it movin' it\nBaby 'cause tonight's the night for you to rock up on the mic\n'Cause I rocks the mic (Right?)\nIt's Chris mind freak in the back of a Rolls\nI know magic, poof, do away with ya clothes\nThen come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n'Cause damn lil mama you thick as a mug\nJust how them southern boys like it\nHurry up and give me your punch I might spike it\nParty in my? and yes you're in?\nSo we can make a wet scene\nAnd win a Oscar all up in your best dreams\nGirl I think you know you're driving me crazy\nThey jingling baby, go 'head baby\nWith two hams in you pants girl I think you's a crook\nLet me touch what's up under that-\nDon't make me hit you my pocketbook\n(Aw you ain't gone do nothin')\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n(Go 'head and do it then)\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n(Luda!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pocketbook\n artist: Jennifer Hudson\n album: Jennifer Hudson\n duration_ms: 199033\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Give it to me\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Say it again? Oh\n Don't make me hit with my pocketbook\n Check this out here\n Lookin' at my body I bet you\n Thinkin' 'bout it don't you wanna know how I get down?\n Take a number baby you ain't the\n Only brother trynna get up under my skirt now\n (Talkin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\n Think that you're God's gift, to women)\n More like a buzz in my ear piece\n Shoo fly don't bother me\n I got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\n Trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model, curse like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make em say\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Tell your baby daddy he ain't holdin no weight\n 'Cause he got cake and no knife\n Ain't nobody cuttin' so cut it out, cut it out\n Alright\n So you don't know my face now? (Got it)\n Lookin' at me from the waist down (Crop it)\n Said I'm a hard pill to swallow fella\n But I can make you feel better\n I got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\n Trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model\n Curse like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make 'em say, hey\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my - uh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook, hit it y'all\n Said you got a lot of nerve\n Playn' with my feelings boy\n Do you always speak before you think?\n I-I-Lucky me I know the game\n I'ma flip my hair then walk away\n If you follow me it's on and poppin' (Is that right?)\n 'Cause I think you're gettin' outta pocket (Okay)\n Stop it (Luda!)\n 'Fore you make me\n Oh!\n Before I make you too what girl you know you want it\n You body's nice but eh you need some Luda on it\n So find a matress so we can start tookin' on it movin' it\n Baby 'cause tonight's the night for you to rock up on the mic\n 'Cause I rocks the mic (Right?)\n It's Chris mind freak in the back of a Rolls\n I know magic, poof, do away with ya clothes\n Then come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n 'Cause damn lil mama you thick as a mug\n Just how them southern boys like it\n Hurry up and give me your punch I might spike it\n Party in my? and yes you're in?\n So we can make a wet scene\n And win a Oscar all up in your best dreams\n Girl I think you know you're driving me crazy\n They jingling baby, go 'head baby\n With two hams in you pants girl I think you's a crook\n Let me touch what's up under that-\n Don't make me hit you my pocketbook\n (Aw you ain't gone do nothin')\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n (Go 'head and do it then)\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n (Luda!)\n"},{"id":15824154,"name":"Pocketbook","trackName":"Pocketbook","artistName":"Jennifer Hudson / Ludacris","albumName":"Jennifer Hudson","duration":198.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Give it to me\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nSay it again? Oh\nDon't make me hit with my pocketbook\nCheck this out here\nLookin' at my body I bet you\nthinkin' 'bout it don't you wanna know how I get down?\nTake a number baby you ain't the\nonly brother trynna get up under my skirt now\n(Talkin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\nThink that you're God's gift, to women)\nMore like a buzz in my ear piece\nShoo fly don't bother me\nI got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\ntrust me I can get 'em all\nThey say I stride like a model, curse like a bottle\nWatch me as I hit the wall\nAnd I make em say\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nTell your baby daddy he ain't holdin no weight\n'Cause he got cake and no knife\nAin't nobody cuttin' so cut it out, cut it out\nAlright\nSo you don't know my face now? (Got it)\nLookin' at me from the waist down (Crop it)\nSaid I'm a hard pill to swallow fella\nBut I can make you feel better\nI got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\ntrust me I can get 'em all\nThey say I stride like a model\nCurse like a bottle\nWatch me as I hit the wall\nAnd I make 'em say, hey\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my - uh\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook, hit it y'all\nSaid you got a lot of nerve\nplayn' with my feelings boy\nDo you always speak before you think?\nI-I-Lucky me I know the game\nI'ma flip my hair then walk away\nIf you follow me it's on and poppin' (Is that right?)\n'Cause I think you're gettin' outta pocket (Okay)\nStop it (Luda!)\n'Fore you make me\nOh!\nBefore I make you too what girl you know you want it\nYou body's nice but eh you need some Luda on it\nSo find a matress so we can start tookin' on it movin' it\nBaby 'cause tonight's the night for you to rock up on the mic\n'Cause I rocks the mic (Right?)\nIt's Chris mind freak in the back of a Rolls\nI know magic, poof, do away with ya clothes\nThen come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n'Cause damn lil mama you thick as a mug\nJust how them southern boys like it\nHurry up and give me your punch I might spike it\nParty in my? and yes you're in?\nSo we can make a wet scene\nAnd win a Oscar all up in your best dreams\nGirl I think you know you're driving me crazy\nThey jingling baby, go 'head baby\nWith two hams in you pants girl I think you's a crook\nLet me touch what's up under that-\nDon't make me hit you my pocketbook\n(Aw you ain't gone do nothin')\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n(Go 'head and do it then)\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n(Luda!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pocketbook\n artist: Jennifer Hudson / Ludacris\n album: Jennifer Hudson\n duration_ms: 198000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Give it to me\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Say it again? Oh\n Don't make me hit with my pocketbook\n Check this out here\n Lookin' at my body I bet you\n thinkin' 'bout it don't you wanna know how I get down?\n Take a number baby you ain't the\n only brother trynna get up under my skirt now\n (Talkin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\n Think that you're God's gift, to women)\n More like a buzz in my ear piece\n Shoo fly don't bother me\n I got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\n trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model, curse like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make em say\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Tell your baby daddy he ain't holdin no weight\n 'Cause he got cake and no knife\n Ain't nobody cuttin' so cut it out, cut it out\n Alright\n So you don't know my face now? (Got it)\n Lookin' at me from the waist down (Crop it)\n Said I'm a hard pill to swallow fella\n But I can make you feel better\n I got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\n trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model\n Curse like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make 'em say, hey\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my - uh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook, hit it y'all\n Said you got a lot of nerve\n playn' with my feelings boy\n Do you always speak before you think?\n I-I-Lucky me I know the game\n I'ma flip my hair then walk away\n If you follow me it's on and poppin' (Is that right?)\n 'Cause I think you're gettin' outta pocket (Okay)\n Stop it (Luda!)\n 'Fore you make me\n Oh!\n Before I make you too what girl you know you want it\n You body's nice but eh you need some Luda on it\n So find a matress so we can start tookin' on it movin' it\n Baby 'cause tonight's the night for you to rock up on the mic\n 'Cause I rocks the mic (Right?)\n It's Chris mind freak in the back of a Rolls\n I know magic, poof, do away with ya clothes\n Then come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n 'Cause damn lil mama you thick as a mug\n Just how them southern boys like it\n Hurry up and give me your punch I might spike it\n Party in my? and yes you're in?\n So we can make a wet scene\n And win a Oscar all up in your best dreams\n Girl I think you know you're driving me crazy\n They jingling baby, go 'head baby\n With two hams in you pants girl I think you's a crook\n Let me touch what's up under that-\n Don't make me hit you my pocketbook\n (Aw you ain't gone do nothin')\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n (Go 'head and do it then)\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n (Luda!)\n"},{"id":22012530,"name":"Pocketbook ft. 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Oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Check this out here\n Looking at my body\n I bet you thinkin' bout it\n Don't you wanna know how I get down (uh huh)\n Take a number baby\n You ain't the only brother\n Trying to get up under my skirt now (uh huh)\n Rockin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\n Thinking that your God's gift, to woman\n More like a buzz in my ear\n Shoo fly don't bother me\n I got my hair in a pony tail\n And by all mean\n Trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model\n Curves like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make em' say\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Da da da da don't make me (Oh)\n Tell ya baby daddy\n He ain't holding away\n Cause he got to pay, and no tonight\n Ain't nobody cutting so cut it out,\n Cut it out, alright\n So you don't know my face now, got it\n Looking at me from the waste down, stop it\n Said I'm hot pill to swallow fella\n But I can make you feel better\n I got my hair in a pony tail\n And by all mean\n Trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model\n Curves like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make em' say, hey\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook, oh hey\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my, uh\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Hey, hey, get it y'all\n Said you got a lot of nerve (lot of nerve)\n Playing with my feelings boy\n Do you always speak before you think? 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Ah Ah)\nLucky me, I know the game\nI'ma flip my hair and walk away\nIf you follow me its on and poppin'\nCause I think ya can have the pocket\n(Luda!), Before ya make me, Oh!\nBefore I make you too wet, girl you know you want it\nYour body's nice, but eh, you need some Luda on it\nSo find a mattress so we can start jerkin on it, movin' on it,\nBaby cause tonight's the night\nFor you to rock up on the mic cause I rocks the mic (right)\nIt's Chris Mind Freak in the back of a rolls\nI know magic, proof, and do away with ya clothes\nThen come here and let Luda give that body a rub\nCause damn little mama you thick as a muth\nJust how them southern boys like it\nHurry up and get me some punch, I might spike it\nParty in my Babsen, yes your invited\nSo we can make a wet scene and we can win an Oscar\nAll up in your best dream\nGirl I think you know you're driving me crazy\nThey jingling baby, go 'head baby!\nWith two hams in your pants girl, I think you's a crook\nLet me touch whats under that\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pocketbook (feat. 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Oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Check this out here\n Looking at my body\n I bet you thinkin' bout it\n Don't you wanna know how I get down (uh huh)\n Take a number baby\n You ain't the only brother\n Trying to get up under my skirt now (uh huh)\n Rockin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\n Thinking that your God's gift, to woman\n More like a buzz in my ear\n Shoo fly don't bother me\n I got my hair in a pony tail\n And by all mean\n Trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model\n Curves like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make em' say\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Da da da da don't make me (Oh)\n Tell ya baby daddy\n He ain't holding away\n Cause he got to pay, and no tonight\n Ain't nobody cutting so cut it out,\n Cut it out, alright\n So you don't know my face now, got it\n Looking at me from the waste down, stop it\n Said I'm hot pill to swallow fella\n But I can make you feel better\n I got my hair in a pony tail\n And by all mean\n Trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model\n Curves like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make em' say, hey\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook, oh hey\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my, uh\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Oh ah, oh ah, oh\n Hey, hey, get it y'all\n Said you got a lot of nerve (lot of nerve)\n Playing with my feelings boy\n Do you always speak before you think? (Do you gotta? Ah Ah)\n Lucky me, I know the game\n I'ma flip my hair and walk away\n If you follow me its on and poppin'\n Cause I think ya can have the pocket\n (Luda!), Before ya make me, Oh!\n Before I make you too wet, girl you know you want it\n Your body's nice, but eh, you need some Luda on it\n So find a mattress so we can start jerkin on it, movin' on it,\n Baby cause tonight's the night\n For you to rock up on the mic cause I rocks the mic (right)\n It's Chris Mind Freak in the back of a rolls\n I know magic, proof, and do away with ya clothes\n Then come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n Cause damn little mama you thick as a muth\n Just how them southern boys like it\n Hurry up and get me some punch, I might spike it\n Party in my Babsen, yes your invited\n So we can make a wet scene and we can win an Oscar\n All up in your best dream\n Girl I think you know you're driving me crazy\n They jingling baby, go 'head baby!\n With two hams in your pants girl, I think you's a crook\n Let me touch whats under that\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n"},{"id":10692121,"name":"Pocketbook (Feat. 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Oh\nDon't make me hit with my pocketbook\nCheck this out here\nLookin' at my body I bet you\nthinkin' 'bout it don't you wanna know how I get down?\nTake a number baby you ain't the\nonly brother trynna get up under my skirt now\n(Talkin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\nThink that you're God's gift, to women)\nMore like a buzz in my ear piece\nShoo fly don't bother me\nI got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\ntrust me I can get 'em all\nThey say I stride like a model, curse like a bottle\nWatch me as I hit the wall\nAnd I make em say\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nTell your baby daddy he ain't holdin no weight\n'Cause he got cake and no knife\nAin't nobody cuttin' so cut it out, cut it out\nAlright\nSo you don't know my face now? (Got it)\nLookin' at me from the waist down (Crop it)\nSaid I'm a hard pill to swallow fella\nBut I can make you feel better\nI got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\ntrust me I can get 'em all\nThey say I stride like a model\nCurse like a bottle\nWatch me as I hit the wall\nAnd I make 'em say, hey\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my - uh\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook, hit it y'all\nSaid you got a lot of nerve\nplayn' with my feelings boy\nDo you always speak before you think?\nI-I-Lucky me I know the game\nI'ma flip my hair then walk away\nIf you follow me it's on and poppin' (Is that right?)\n'Cause I think you're gettin' outta pocket (Okay)\nStop it (Luda!)\n'Fore you make me\nOh!\nBefore I make you too what girl you know you want it\nYou body's nice but eh you need some Luda on it\nSo find a matress so we can start tookin' on it movin' it\nBaby 'cause tonight's the night for you to rock up on the mic\n'Cause I rocks the mic (Right?)\nIt's Chris mind freak in the back of a Rolls\nI know magic, poof, do away with ya clothes\nThen come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n'Cause damn lil mama you thick as a mug\nJust how them southern boys like it\nHurry up and give me your punch I might spike it\nParty in my? and yes you're in?\nSo we can make a wet scene\nAnd win a Oscar all up in your best dreams\nGirl I think you know you're driving me crazy\nThey jingling baby, go 'head baby\nWith two hams in you pants girl I think you's a crook\nLet me touch what's up under that-\nDon't make me hit you my pocketbook\n(Aw you ain't gone do nothin')\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n(Go 'head and do it then)\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n(Luda!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pocketbook (Feat. 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Oh\n Don't make me hit with my pocketbook\n Check this out here\n Lookin' at my body I bet you\n thinkin' 'bout it don't you wanna know how I get down?\n Take a number baby you ain't the\n only brother trynna get up under my skirt now\n (Talkin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\n Think that you're God's gift, to women)\n More like a buzz in my ear piece\n Shoo fly don't bother me\n I got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\n trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model, curse like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make em say\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Tell your baby daddy he ain't holdin no weight\n 'Cause he got cake and no knife\n Ain't nobody cuttin' so cut it out, cut it out\n Alright\n So you don't know my face now? (Got it)\n Lookin' at me from the waist down (Crop it)\n Said I'm a hard pill to swallow fella\n But I can make you feel better\n I got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\n trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model\n Curse like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make 'em say, hey\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my - uh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook, hit it y'all\n Said you got a lot of nerve\n playn' with my feelings boy\n Do you always speak before you think?\n I-I-Lucky me I know the game\n I'ma flip my hair then walk away\n If you follow me it's on and poppin' (Is that right?)\n 'Cause I think you're gettin' outta pocket (Okay)\n Stop it (Luda!)\n 'Fore you make me\n Oh!\n Before I make you too what girl you know you want it\n You body's nice but eh you need some Luda on it\n So find a matress so we can start tookin' on it movin' it\n Baby 'cause tonight's the night for you to rock up on the mic\n 'Cause I rocks the mic (Right?)\n It's Chris mind freak in the back of a Rolls\n I know magic, poof, do away with ya clothes\n Then come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n 'Cause damn lil mama you thick as a mug\n Just how them southern boys like it\n Hurry up and give me your punch I might spike it\n Party in my? and yes you're in?\n So we can make a wet scene\n And win a Oscar all up in your best dreams\n Girl I think you know you're driving me crazy\n They jingling baby, go 'head baby\n With two hams in you pants girl I think you's a crook\n Let me touch what's up under that-\n Don't make me hit you my pocketbook\n (Aw you ain't gone do nothin')\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n (Go 'head and do it then)\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n (Luda!)\n"},{"id":17126968,"name":"03 Pocketbook (feat. 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Oh\nDon't make me hit with my pocketbook\nCheck this out here\nLookin' at my body I bet you\nthinkin' 'bout it don't you wanna know how I get down?\nTake a number baby you ain't the\nonly brother trynna get up under my skirt now\n(Talkin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\nThink that you're God's gift, to women)\nMore like a buzz in my ear piece\nShoo fly don't bother me\nI got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\ntrust me I can get 'em all\nThey say I stride like a model, curse like a bottle\nWatch me as I hit the wall\nAnd I make em say\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nTell your baby daddy he ain't holdin no weight\n'Cause he got cake and no knife\nAin't nobody cuttin' so cut it out, cut it out\nAlright\nSo you don't know my face now? (Got it)\nLookin' at me from the waist down (Crop it)\nSaid I'm a hard pill to swallow fella\nBut I can make you feel better\nI got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\ntrust me I can get 'em all\nThey say I stride like a model\nCurse like a bottle\nWatch me as I hit the wall\nAnd I make 'em say, hey\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\nDon't make me hit you with my - uh\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook, hit it y'all\nSaid you got a lot of nerve\nplayn' with my feelings boy\nDo you always speak before you think?\nI-I-Lucky me I know the game\nI'ma flip my hair then walk away\nIf you follow me it's on and poppin' (Is that right?)\n'Cause I think you're gettin' outta pocket (Okay)\nStop it (Luda!)\n'Fore you make me\nOh!\nBefore I make you too what girl you know you want it\nYou body's nice but eh you need some Luda on it\nSo find a matress so we can start tookin' on it movin' it\nBaby 'cause tonight's the night for you to rock up on the mic\n'Cause I rocks the mic (Right?)\nIt's Chris mind freak in the back of a Rolls\nI know magic, poof, do away with ya clothes\nThen come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n'Cause damn lil mama you thick as a mug\nJust how them southern boys like it\nHurry up and give me your punch I might spike it\nParty in my? and yes you're in?\nSo we can make a wet scene\nAnd win a Oscar all up in your best dreams\nGirl I think you know you're driving me crazy\nThey jingling baby, go 'head baby\nWith two hams in you pants girl I think you's a crook\nLet me touch what's up under that-\nDon't make me hit you my pocketbook\n(Aw you ain't gone do nothin')\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n(Go 'head and do it then)\nDon't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n(Luda!)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 03 Pocketbook (feat. 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Oh\n Don't make me hit with my pocketbook\n Check this out here\n Lookin' at my body I bet you\n thinkin' 'bout it don't you wanna know how I get down?\n Take a number baby you ain't the\n only brother trynna get up under my skirt now\n (Talkin' all your hot shit, stuntin'\n Think that you're God's gift, to women)\n More like a buzz in my ear piece\n Shoo fly don't bother me\n I got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\n trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model, curse like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make em say\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Tell your baby daddy he ain't holdin no weight\n 'Cause he got cake and no knife\n Ain't nobody cuttin' so cut it out, cut it out\n Alright\n So you don't know my face now? (Got it)\n Lookin' at me from the waist down (Crop it)\n Said I'm a hard pill to swallow fella\n But I can make you feel better\n I got my hair in a ponytail and they on me\n trust me I can get 'em all\n They say I stride like a model\n Curse like a bottle\n Watch me as I hit the wall\n And I make 'em say, hey\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n Don't make me hit you with my - uh\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook, hit it y'all\n Said you got a lot of nerve\n playn' with my feelings boy\n Do you always speak before you think?\n I-I-Lucky me I know the game\n I'ma flip my hair then walk away\n If you follow me it's on and poppin' (Is that right?)\n 'Cause I think you're gettin' outta pocket (Okay)\n Stop it (Luda!)\n 'Fore you make me\n Oh!\n Before I make you too what girl you know you want it\n You body's nice but eh you need some Luda on it\n So find a matress so we can start tookin' on it movin' it\n Baby 'cause tonight's the night for you to rock up on the mic\n 'Cause I rocks the mic (Right?)\n It's Chris mind freak in the back of a Rolls\n I know magic, poof, do away with ya clothes\n Then come here and let Luda give that body a rub\n 'Cause damn lil mama you thick as a mug\n Just how them southern boys like it\n Hurry up and give me your punch I might spike it\n Party in my? and yes you're in?\n So we can make a wet scene\n And win a Oscar all up in your best dreams\n Girl I think you know you're driving me crazy\n They jingling baby, go 'head baby\n With two hams in you pants girl I think you's a crook\n Let me touch what's up under that-\n Don't make me hit you my pocketbook\n (Aw you ain't gone do nothin')\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n (Go 'head and do it then)\n Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook\n (Luda!)\n"}]