Robin Thicke "Blurred Lines" (feat. T.I. & Pharrell Williams) If you can't hear what I'm trying to say If you can't read from the same page Maybe I'm going deaf, Maybe I'm going blind Maybe I'm out of my mind OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you But you're an animal, baby, it's in your nature You don't need no papers That man is not your maker And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl You're a good girl Can't let it get past me You're far from plastic Talk about getting blasted I hate these blurred lines But you're a good girl The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty Go ahead, get at me What do they make dreams for When you got them jeans on What do we need steam for 1
You the hottest bitch in this place I feel so lucky You wanna hug me What rhymes with hug me? OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you But you're an animal, baby it's in your nature You don't need no papers That man is not your maker And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl You're a good girl Can't let it get past me You're far from plastic Talk about getting blasted I hate these blurred lines I hate them lines I hate them lines But you're a good girl The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty Go ahead, get at me One thing I ask of you Let me be the one you back that ass to Go, from Malibu, to Paris, boo Yeah, I had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you So hit me up when you pass through I'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two Swag on, even when you dress casual 2
I mean it's almost unbearable In a hundred years not dare, would I Pull a Pharside let you pass me by Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you He don't smack that ass and pull your hair like that So I just watch and wait for you to salute But you didn't pick Not many women can refuse this pimpin' I'm a nice guy, but don't get it if you get with me Shake the vibe, get down, get up Do it like it hurt, like it hurt What you don't like work? Baby can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica It always works for me, Dakota to Decatur, uh huh No more pretending Cause now you winning Here's our beginning I always wanted a good girl You're a good girl Can't let it get past me You're far from plastic Talk about getting blasted I hate these blurred lines But you're a good girl The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty Go ahead, get at me 3
Lame Lines (Douchebag) Lyrics by: Melinda Hughes Baby, I can hear what you're tryin to say Draggin' me back to the stone age Maybe I want respect Maybe you want some sex Maybe we got us in a bind OK now you were close Now lemme educate ya I'm very sexual Baby, it's in my nature Won't intimidate you But then you try to rape me And that's why I'm gon' call ya douchebag You're a little flacid Your dance is spastic Should go get tested I hate your lame lines Hey don't you grab me Look at me, I'm classy I said don't grab me What do you think we're for When you got that game on What do we need you for You're the biggest prick in this place I feel so lucky You're hear to bug me Just wanna fuck me 4
Yeah, you just wanna fuck me OK now you were close Now lemme educate ya I'm very sexual Baby, it's in my nature Won't intimidate you But then you try to rape me And that's why I'm gon' call ya douchebag You're a little flacid Your dance is spastic Should go get tested I hate your lame lines Hey don't you grab me Look at me, I'm classy I said don't grab me One thing I ask of you Let me be the one to give dat ass a clue Malibu to Paribu Don't dig your misogynistic view Some things sky blue 'fore we parlez- vous Blurred lines ain't true, real Gs see through Face on even when I dress casual I mean it's almost unbearable In a hundred years not dare would I Fall for your shit, let me clarify Nothing like your last girl, I'm too smart for you Don't harrass my ass, put me down like that So I just rap and pray For you to choose your boo 5
Get a clue Not many women want a little bitty guy With an itty, bitty, spidy, tighty, cock- a- doodle- doo Please don't hump, get off, get uh Get of my skirt, you pervert You're such a jerk Baby, can you breathe? You're my agitator This always works for me Dakota to Decatur, uh huh No more pretendin Cause now you're droolin Now here's our ending I never wanted a douchebag You're a little flacid Your dance is spastic Should go get tested I hate your lame lines Hey don't you grab me Look at me, I'm classy I said don't grab me Everybody get out No, seriously, everybody get out Get the fuck out What are you even doing here? Get the fuck out of here 6