Love Of My Life Worldwide - Erykah Badu, Queen Latifah, Angie Stone

Don’t you give up Keep goin', Keep goin', Keep goin', uh If you’re not ready

You’d better get yourself together

Funk you up, we gon’funk you up Love of my life

Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong

Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong

Love of my life

Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong

Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong

Love of my life

Freak, freak, da freak, da funk, funk

Seperate the good stuff from the junk

And then I bang, bang, the bump, the bump girl

My name is Apples and I rock your world

Worldwide, do your math

I hope that you will realize

I got the hazel eyes that make you nitrified

Step in the back and step to the front

Come alive ya’ll I’ll give you what you want

The rhymes I got plenty, degrees 120

And if you want some then jump the fuck in it

I’d like to introduce muself

Queen L.A.T.I.F.A.H.

is my name

Jersey, what’s poppin', we ain’t gon’stop and

Keep’em heads boppin', the remix droppin'

Big girl, big trucks, big whips, Whip up Black see for you only got my back, shut your lips up!

Do it, turn it up, wow!, we gon’burn it up Take anther pool and pass out on the fumiture

Hip-Hop, all of me, I just wanna party

Grab somebody, sing «La-ti-dad-dy»

It’s 7-P la, suits to di-dor-dora

Erykah Badu, Angie, me, Bahamadia

You know it feels right, it’s the… hey!

C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, yeah, Angie Stone

Before I bring you into this zone

I think I better let you know that I am Angie Stone

I put the hands on the paper, things gotta change up I wanna sing, but I think I better hold up

B. got beehive, you gotta a low ride

Can’t stop, won’t stop, rockin till I die

As I flip the Hip^Hop ddrops on ya You fo’real?

Soulsinger

Rollin Erykah, Queen, me-Angie, Bahamadia

Original…

Angie P.C.K, that’s me I can rock you so dangerously

Baham-baham-bahamadia, Baham-baham-bahamadia…

What’s the deal?

My name’s Bahamadia

Ain’t no chick in the game who get it done like me Huh, I’ve been chosen by G.O.D

To show the whole world the meanig of MC

Look, I be in dope with a thing called Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)

People together like B-Boy in shell tops

And it don’t stop because we can’t quit

I wanna getcha, it’s built in the up lift

I beat dawgs wit microphone disiss

Soloist with the iller dope accent

A livin legend, baby throw me on the track and

I’m gaurenteed, Bahamadia get it crackin'

Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up

(Sit back down!)

Funk you right on up, we gon’funk you right on up

(We gon’funk you boy!)

Funk you right on up, we gon’funk you right on up If you not ready, you better get yourself together

We gon’funk you up, we gon’funk you up We gon’have a real good time, don’t care about the weather

We gon’funk you up, we gon’funk you up Love of my life, you are my friend, I can depend

Love of my life, without you baby, feels like a simple true love

Yeah, but shit ain’t clear, but this shit ain’t clear, yeah

Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong

Funk you right on up, we gon’funk you right on up Funk you right on up, we gon’funk you right on up If you not ready, you better get yourself together

We gon’funk you up, we gon’funk you up We gon’have a real good time, don’t care about the weather

We gon’funk you up, we gon’funk you up Sayin'

Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong

Ring, ding, dong, ring-a, ding, ding, dong