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[Sean Kingston]
Ring ring
Who’s calling?
That’s my baby girl on the phone (girl on the phone)
She says she needs some space and she wanna leave me alone
But I’m not tripping cos she say that ain’t in the wrong
That’s just the way life goes
Let me know big girls don’t cry
But please let me explain
Let’s sit down work things out
Before you go on your way
See I got a lot of things on my mind
And I know you’re feeling the same
Cos the situation’s out of control
{CHORUS}
[Fergie]
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
[Sean Kingston]
I’m feeling blue, let’s work things out
Cos I don’t know what to do
[Fergie]
And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I’ve got to get a move on with my life
Fergie ft Sean Kingston – Big girls don’t cry (Remixed vid) (Music Video and Lyrics)
[Fergie]
And big girls don’t cry
Don’t cry (x3)
1-2-3-4
[Fergie]
The smell of your skin lingers (lingers) on me now
You’re probably on your flight back to your home town (home town)
I need some shelter of my own protection baby (baby)
To be with myself instead of clarity
Peace, Serenity
{CHORUS}
[Fergie]
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
[Sean Kingston]
I’m feeling blue, let’s work things out
Cos I don’t know what to do
[Fergie]
And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I’ve got to get a move on with my life
[Sean Kingston]
That’s just the way it has to go
[Fergie]
And big girls don’t cry
Don’t cry (x3)
[Sean Kingston]
What should I do? I’m missing you and I feel so down
Now that you’re gone I can’t go on this must be the end
{CHORUS}
[Fergie]
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
[Sean Kingston]
I’m feeling blue, let’s work things out
Cos I don’t know what to do
[Fergie]
And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I’ve got to get a move on with my life
First time
That I saw your eyes
Boy you looked right through me, mmmhmm
Play it cool
But I knew you knew
That cupid hit me, mmm mmm
You got me trippin, stumbling, flippin, fumblin’
Clumsy cuz I’m fallin in love
You got me slippin, tumbling, sinking, crumblin’
Clumsy cuz I’m fallin in love
So in love with you
Can’t help it
The girl can’t help it [repeat 3x]
Can’t breath
When you touch my sleeve
Butterflies so crazy, mmm mmm
Whoa now, think I’m goin down
Friends don’t know whats with me, mmm mmm
You got me trippin, stumbling, flippin, fumblin’
Clumsy cuz I’m fallin in love
You got me slippin, tumbling, sinking, crumblin’
Clumsy cuz I’m fallin in love
So in love with you
Can’t help it
The girl can’t help it [repeat 3x]
You know, this isn’t the first time this has happened to me
This love sick thing
I like serious relationships and a
A girl like me dont stay single for long
Cuz everytime my boyfriend and I break up
My world is crushed and I’m all alone
The love bug crawls right back up and bites me and I’m back
Can’t help it
The girl can’t help it [repeat 3x]
You got me trippin, stumbling, flippin, fumblin’
Clumsy cuz I’m fallin in love
You got me slippin, tumbling, sinking, crumblin’
Clumsy cuz I’m fallin in love
So in love with you
[Will I Am]
Listen up ya’ll, ’cause this is it
The beat that I’m bangin’ is de-li-cious
[Verse 1 - Fergie]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go loco
They want my treasure so they get their pleasures from my photo.
You could see me, you can’t squeeze me.
I ain’t easy, I ain’t sleazy.
I got reasons why I tease ‘em.
Boys just come and go like seasons.
[Hook 1]
Fergalicious (so delicious)
But I ain’t promiscuous.
And if you was suspicious,
All that shit is fictitious.
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
I put them boys on rock, rock.
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)
[Chorus]
So delicious (it’s hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna taste of what I got)
I’m Fergalicious (t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty)
[Verse 2]
Fergalicious def-,
Fergalicious def-,
Fergalicious def- ["def" is echoing]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go crazy.
They always claim they know me,
Comin’ to me call me Stacy (Hey, Stacy),
I’m the F to the E, R, G, the I, the E,
And can’t no other lady put it down like me.
[Hook 2]
I’m Fergalicious (so delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He’s my witness (oooh, wee)
I put yo’ boy on rock, rock
And he be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)
[Chorus]
So delicious (it’s hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna taste of what I got)
Fergalicious (hold, hold, hold, hold, hold up, check it out)
[Vamp]
Baby, baby, baby,
If you really want me,
Honey get some patience.
Maybe then you’ll get a taste.
I’ll be tasty, tasty,
I’ll be laced with lacey.
It’s so tasty, tasty,
It’ll make you crazy.
[Will I Am]
T to the A, to the S T E Y – girl, you’re tasty, T to the A to the S T E Y – girl, you’re tasty
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, hit it Fergie
[Rap - Fergie]
All the time I turn around brotha’s gather round always looking at me up and down looking at my (uuhh)
I just wanna say it now – I ain’t trying to round up drama, little mama I don’t wanna take your man.
And I know I’m coming off just a little bit conceited and I keep on repeating how the boys wanna eat it.
But I’m tryin’ to tell, that I can’t be treated like clientele
‘Cause they say she…
[Hook 3]
Delicious (so delicious)
But I ain’t promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that shit is fictitious
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
I put them boys on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (got, got, got)
Four, tres, two, uno.
My body stay vicious,
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness,
He’s my witness (oooh, wee).
I put yo’ boy on rock, rock,
And he be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)
[Chorus]
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I’m Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t tasty, tasty
It’s so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I’m Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t (aye, aye, aye, aye)
[Will I Am]
T to the A, to the S T E Y – girl, you’re tasty. T to the A, to the S T E Y – girl, you’re tasty
T to the A, to the S T E Y – girl, you’re tasty. T to the A, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the, E to the, L I C I O U S, to the
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)
T to the A, to the S T E Y – girl, you’re tasty. T to the A, to the S T E Y – girl, you’re tasty
T to the A, to the S T E Y – girl, you’re tasty. T to the A, to the, four, tres, two, uno
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the, to the…..
If you ain’t got no money take yo’broke ass home
You say: If you ain’t got no money take yo’broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
[B-Section:]
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin’ champagne
Livin’ the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
[chorus:]
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
[Verse:]
Wear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things don’t mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shopping for expensive things
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
I’m not clean, I’m not pristine
I’m no queen, I’m no machine
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive through, raw as hell
I don’t care, I’m still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after the Grammies
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin’, reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang
And now I’m in…
Fergie – Glamorous ft. Ludacris (Music Video and Lyrics)
[B-section then chorus]
[Ludacris:]
I’m talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothing but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue to do with us
I’ve got enough money in the bank for the two of us
Brother gotta keep enough lettuce
To support your shoe fetish
Lifestyles so rich and famous
Robin Leach will get jealous
Half a million for the stones
Taking trips from here to Rome
So If you ain’t got no money take yo’broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
[B-section + chorus x2]
[Verse:]
I got problems up to here
I’ve got people in my ear
Telling me these crazy things
That I don’t want to know (fuck y’all)
I’ve got money in the bank
And I’d really like to thank
All the fans, I’d like to thank
Thank you really though
Cause I remember yesterday
When I dreamt about the days
When I’d rock on MTV, that be really dope
Damn, It’s been a long road
And the industry is cold
I’m glad my daddy tell me so, he let his daughter know. [x3]
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