The Black Album
Prince
The Black Album
Estilo(s) | Soul,Funk
Sello | Warner Bros. Records
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Listado de canciones del álbum The Black Album
- Le GrindVer letra 6:42
[X]So U found meletra de Le Grind
Good, I'm glad
This is Prince
The cool of cools
Some of U may not know this
But some of U may know
Some of U may not want 2 know
We r here 2 do service
Please don't try 2 stop us
4 we come regardless
4 we r strong as we r intelligent
So come vibe with us
Welcome to the Funk Bible
The new testament
People get ready, nouveau dance here
All the girls and all the boys,
Get close, have no fear, (have no fear)
We're gonna do le grind y'all
Got U where I want U
And girl it's going 2 feel so good, (feel so good)
Up and down, up and down, on the beat y'all
Like a pony would, pony would
Le Grind
All the boys, grab a girl, get down on the floor
This funky beat's gonna show u,
Gonna show u what your hips r made 4
Nouveau grind, come on (people)
People it's much 2 late,
It's much 2 late 2 be shy
London, what does Big Ben say?
(time 2 do the grind)
no hear U say (time 2 do the grind)
Le Grind
Baby, I gotcha where I wantcha,
Now I gotcha where I wantcha, wantcha
Ce soir, [la chantez], all night long (all night long)
Ce soir, [la chantez], all night long (all night long)
[ French: "Tonight, sing it" ]
Hey pretty mama, with the long hair
Is that your boyfriend?
Ha, I don't care
Cuz' I can do, said I can do
tricks he can never do
When I get naked, we'll see the real u
Am I getting thru? (grind)
I gotcha where I wantcha (baby)
baby, baby
piano man, put it where it feel good
Grind, grind, grind, grind
Le Grind, grind, Le Grind, grind
This party, this party is gonna last all night
When I give the cue scream, alright?
Party (party)
Party (party)
u say it, party (party)
Clap your hands double time
All the boys say "Yeah Yeah" (Yeah Yeah)
All the girls say "Oh Yeah" (Oh Yeah)
Now all u others say "Hell Yeah" (Hell Yeah)
Too sexy, Grind, Grind
(not yet Bonnie)
Grind, grind, grind, le grind
grind, grind, le grind, oh ya
People, get ready, nouveau dance here
Girls and boys, get close, have no fear
(Grind) Doin' the grind, doin' the grind, in here
(Put it where it feels good)
Hey yeah
I do believe that we've... truly touched on something... nouveau
(La la la la la la)
(La la la la la la)
Ooowww, c'mon, am I in the right place? (La la la la la la la)
(don't move) (La la la la la la)
Ooh, R u sure baby? R u sure (La la la la la la)
I'm in the right place? (La la la la la la la)
(Don't move, don't move)
(grind, grind)
c'mon (grind, grind, grind, grind, grind, grind)
Girl put it where it feel good
(grind, grind, grind)
not there, not there (grind, grind, grind, grind)
Put it where it feels good (grind, grind, grind, grind)
Slow down (grind)
Slammin'
Le Grind
Up and down, up and down, feels so good
Up and down, up and down, like a pony would
Up and down, up and down, feels so good
Up and down, up and down,
Like a pony would (Like a pony would)
Like a pony would (Like a pony would)
Like a pony would
Le Grind
Uh, slammin'
Grind, grind (serve it up, Frankie)
Slammin'
Put it where it feel good
Grind
People (get ready, people, noveau dance here)
(People, get ready, doin' the grind)
(up in here, up in here)
People, get ready (grind, grind)
((Frankie, how do u know...))
Le Grind, grind
Grind - Cindy C. 6:14
- Dead on ItVer letra 4:35
[X]Riding in my Thunderbird on the freewayletra de Dead on It
I turned on my radio to hear some music play
I got a silly rapper talking silly shit instead
And the only good rapper is one that's dead on it
Uh, Dead on it
Shall we go back? (Yeah!)
Let's go
Negros from Brooklyn play the bass pretty good
But the ones from Minneapolis play it like it oughta should
A magnum fro is better when you got a poof on it
And the to and fro is funky when the grease is dead on it
(Funky dead on it)
Uh, dead (on it) on it
Shall we go back? Let's go
They dead on it, wow
See the rapper's problem usually stem from being tone deaf
Pack the house then try to sing,
There won't be no one left (ha ha) (on it)
Parking lot's on fire, brothers peelin' out of the town
They say in disgust, they singin' their guts
Rappin' done let us down (down down)
You got to be dead, on it
Dead on it
(dead)
All the sisters like it when you lick 'em on the knees
Don't believe me? (no)
Try it once then stop, they'll be begging
Please, please, please (please, please, please)
Shoo be doo wa, dead on it
What does that have 2 do with the funk?
Nothing, but who's paying the bills?
If you don't want to lick my knees, I'm sho' your mama will
Uh, 'cause we, 'cause we, 'cause we dead on it
Dead on it, on it
My bed's a coffin, Dracula ain't got shit on me
My nickname's Hell's-a-Poppin', I'm badder than the Wicked Witch
I got a gold tooth, costs more than your house
I got a diamond ring on four fingers, each one the size of a mouse
They dead, they dead on it, on it
Wait now, hang up, dial tone on the 3
You know, you know, I'm busy, to scizzy
Can't nobody fuck with me
Cause I'm dead (on it, on it, on it)
On it
Shoo be doo wa wa, dead on it
Dead on it, on it, on it
Dang, dang, dang, dang, (dead on it) shoo be dang, dang, dang, dead on it
Dead, dead on it - When 2 R in LoveVer letra 4:12
[X]So fair she looked tonight,letra de When 2 R in Love
The brightest star appeals to your sex.
Before we do anything,
Let me just talk 2 U.
When 2 R in love
They whisper secrets
Only they 2 can hear
When 2 R in love
When 2 R in love (love)
Their stomachs will pound
Every time the other comes near
When 2 R in love
When 2 R in love
Falling leaves will appear 2 them
Like slow motion rain (slow motion, slow motion)
When 2 R in love
The speed of their hips
Can be faster than a runaway train
Drop, drop, drop, drop, water, water, water
Come bathe with me
Let's drown each other in each others emotions
Bathe with me
Let's cover each other with perfume and lotion
Bathe with me
Let me touch your body 'til your river's an ocean
Bathe with me
Let's kiss with one synonymous notion
That nothing's forbidden and nothing's taboo
When the 2 R in love
L.o.v.e. - l.o.v. - can U hear me?
When 2 R in love
Their bodies shiver at the mere contemplation
Of penetration (let alone the act)
Let alone the actual act
When 2 R in love
The thought of his tongue in the V of her love
In his mind, this thought it leads the pack
Come bathe with me
Let's drown each other in each others emotions
Bathe with me
Let's cover each other with perfume and lotion
Bathe with me
Let me touch your body 'til your river's an ocean
Bathe with me
Let's kiss with one synonymous notion
That nothing's forbidden and nothing's taboo
When the 2 R in love
(Love) in love - can U hear me?
(hold me)
(yeah)
(just like that)
(don't move) - Bob GeorgeVer letra 5:36
[X]Let me see ya danceletra de Bob George
New coat, huh?
That's nice
Did you buy it?
Yeah, right
You seeing that rich motherfucker again
You know who I'm talking about
That slicked back paddy with all the gold in his mouth
Don't try to play me for yesterday's fool
Cause I'll slap your ass into the middle of next week
I'm sorry baby, that's the rules
I pay the rent in this raggedy motherfucker
And all you do is suck up food and heat
Say what? Oh yeah?
For someone who can't stand them T.V. dinners
You sure eat enough of them motherfuckers
Who bought you that diamond ring?
Yeah, right.
Since when did you have a job?
You seeing that rich motherfucker again
What's his name? Bob?
Bob, ain't that a bitch?
What's he do for a living?
Manage rock stars?
Who?
Prince?
Ain't that a bitch?
That skinny motherfucker with the high voice?
Please, who do I look like baby?
Yesterday's fool?
Don't you know I will kill you now?
You're fuckin' right.
I gotta gun
You think I don't?
Then what's this?
Oh, you quiet now
Uh uh!
Little? Yeah, right. It might be little but it's loud
Yeah, right.
Uh uh!
Now put that suitcase down
And go in there
And put on that wig I bought you
No, no
No, no
The reddish-brown one
Bob, ain't that a bitch?
Oh
Gotcha
Got ya
Hey Bob, if you're out there, let me see you dance
You said you was funky
C'mon, c'mon
Ain't that a bitch?
Bob
(Come out with your hands up)
I'll kick your ass (This is your last warning)
Think I won't? (Oh no! The nigger's got a laser)
(Let's get the hell out of here)
Is Mr. George home?
Hello, Mr. George? {Note: The high pitched voice}
This is your conscience, motherfucker {that responds to his call, when}
Why don't you leave motherfuckers alone? {slowed down to about to rpm, says}
What's wrong with you? {"Operator, what city please?"}
Well, why can't we just dance?
Why can't we just dance?
No, fuck that, fuck that
I don't talk about you, I don't talk about you
Wit' yo' little almond-shaped head ass
Who the fuck do you think this is?
I'll kick your ass, twice
Bob, if you're out there
Let me see you dance
You said you were funky, c'mon
B-O-B, spell the shit backwards, what'd it say
Same motherfuckin' shit
Turn it out
Bob, ain't that a bitch? - SuperfunkycalifragisexyVer letra 5:55
[X]Ha, ha, ha, ha haletra de Superfunkycalifragisexy
If your body needs water
Keep on dancing cuz u oughta
Keep the blood flowing down 2 your feet
Brother Lois should be around in a minute
With a bucket filled with squirreled meat
The blood is real good if u drink it real fast
But the aftertaste just lasts and lasts
If u kiss somebody, u wanna party all night
All right!
Superfunkycalifragisexy
Superfunkycalifragisexy
If u do 2 much, your skin will be sensitive 2 touch
The first person that touches u, u want 2 fuck
U take them 2 your crib and u tie them 2 a chair
Then u make funny faces til they get really scared
Then u turn on the neon, then u play with yourself
Til u turn them on
Superfunkycalifragisexy
Superfunkycalifragisexy
This beat is on time, refined and designed
2 make u do the do
Superfunkycalifragisexy
This chair goes round and round, I feel like a clown
Cuz I'm stripped down, It's all fun and games
Til the very next day, til, damn, u don't remember my name
Maybe I'll see u next Thursday night, maybe I won't
But that's alright, cuz in my possession, there's a signed confession
that says, I was the best u ever had
2 bad
This beat is on time, refined design
2 make u do the do
Superfunkycalifragisexy (woah yeah)
Superfunkycalifragisexy (woah yeah)
Baby...
Keep the blood flowin' down 2 your feet
Brother Lois will be round in a minute
Superfunkycalifragisexy
Superfunkycalifragisexy
This beat is on time, refined and designed
2 make u do the do
Superfunkycalifragisexy
In seven measures, I want somebody 2 scream
Superfunkycalifragisexy
If your body needs water, keep dancing cuz u oughta
Keep the blood flowin' down 2 your feet
Brother Lois will be around in a minute
With a bucket filled with squirreled meat
If u can't beat 'em, (if u can't beat 'em)
Join 'em (join 'em)
Slammin'
This beat is on time, all of the time
So refined, specially designed
2 make u do the do (2 make u do the do)
Super..
In seven measures I want somebody 2... - 2 Nigs United 4 West ComptonVer letra 7:00
[X]Serve it up, Frankieletra de 2 Nigs United 4 West Compton
This is girl, did you know
Precisely what I let Robert
I intend to
Do, honey. cut my hair this
Look it, morning?
Oh, girl,
Where'd you get
Those shoes? He looked so bad!
These are I'm so tired.
Fuck-me pumps. He's great!
Who, Robert? Is this full enough?
I know that's
Right, honey Frankie, I just Maurice, man go on up there
Want an apology and say somethin'
Maurice, what or you can kiss
Can I serve you? my supernatural ass Frankie, play
Squirrel Meat! something, bitch
Don't try it!
Cat, what's happenin' babe? Bitch, will you play something?
Get outta my face!
Honey, it's not that type of party (talk to me, talk to me)
Whatchoo mean? answer to life
Honey, you see these pumps? Answer honey, [you ain't gonna quit]
I want to, I want to, I want you Bitch!
To meet some friends of mine Who you callin' bitch? Ho bitch!
Who? Who you callin' "Ho bitch,"?
No no, you'll like them, Black ho bitch! (Why don't you play)
(something shit)
They're, they're musicians
To Nigs United for West Compton! - Rockhard in a Funky Place 4:30
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