face and take your chain Sit your 5 dollar ass down before I make change [Verse 8 - Slug] Break these chips down, count your business Ain't nothing free, it's a James Brown
playing me close, brown Pull on my jock to be down You need to stay down, way down, because you're low down Do that dance, the prince of rap is gonna throw down Aiming to please
Who knows it, shows it Do you wanna get jiggy with a genius? Hardest workin' man in the business Shufflin' grooves from the underground Nobody move, must be James Brown
just go Bohannon bohannon bohannon bohannon Who needs to think when your feet just go Bohannon Bohannon Bohannon Bohannon James Brown, James Brown James Brown, James Brown If you see him Please
late Called Jay Lee, he said "Cool, Man I'm glad you got rid of that fool" He said, "There's a concert goin' downtown, The O' Jays, Whispers and James Brown
please, please, leave my thang alone You can do your thang and any-thang you choose So please, please, leave my thang alone You can do your thang and any-thang you choose But please
s bush and a leopard?s pie She marching to the funky beat of James Brown and his dancing feet Gonna set your fish on fire Pistol whipping of desire So please
than ever, please pull my lever Ooh, I can't wait, I'm paid, I see him Brothers on my jock, a G for per diem MC's that are down, please stay down Craig
LIVING IN AMERICA Performed by JAMES BROWN * Transcribed by Frantic Freddy * * I know that the transcription is far from perfect
you safe and sound Now I'm 'bout to take it back to '84, when I was fourteen Kickin' back in the trees, West Side, if you please And, four-thirty-six
brown We waste no time, it was time to do it Put on some james brown so we can get into it No kinky stuff, like ropes or handcuffs But when you love me please
Pretty boy: Trackmasters A yo you see that a major, tellin my flavor All types of paper, I'm doin you a favor So blaze the trees, come on baby please
Trackmasters A yo you see that a major, tellin my flavor All types of paper, I?m doin you a favor So blaze the trees, come on baby please Yo to lay with
she locked the door In the city of angels there's no mercy And there's no tomorrow for Maria Novarro No tomorrow for Maria Novarro James Brown said
Make it happen baby, make it happen baby Make it happen baby, make it happen baby Make it happen baby, make it happen baby Like James Brown, please, please, please Please, please
to when the artistes were poor Cause when they made less they gave us so much more Let?s take it back to a ballroom, cloudy microphone? Smokey Robinson, Nina Simone James Brown
love me down I don't wanna sit down, I just wanna get down I'm on the ground, down on my knees Like James Brown singing Please, Please Round two, I'm
, you won't know what you saw I sit low with a tall can, in a brown bag With a brown rag, bouncin' a brown rag Wit' the Mexican flag and the American