Could I get in a girl's panties by singing this song to her?

[i_am_a_champ]

Something about the way you moved
That caught my eye
I really did have to try it, yes
I can't deny it
The way your body swayed
As I watched you from behind
Got me so excited
How could I fight it
Baby let me be the one to hold you
To give you the things I know you need
You know that we could wait another lifetime
And we can never find a love just like this

If you lay down, lay down beside me
You can get all inside me
And I can get all inside you too
If you lay down, lay down beside me
You might wake up beside me, forever
Forever and ever
Forever and ever, baby

Let's take this chance to get to know each other better
Maybe we will discover that we can be more than lovers
I'll give you what you need
Just come to me and get it
Baby you won't regret it

No, no, no baby
Baby move a little closer, yeah
I wanna feel your body next to mine
And before this night is over
You will know what it means
To be loved until you scream

If you lay down, lay down beside me
You can get all inside me
And I can get all inside you too
If you lay down, lay down beside me
You can wake up beside me, forever
Forever and ever

Tonight, (tonight) we'll find
Find just what what we've been looking for
Good, good lovin' and a whole lot more
So hold on (hold on) real tight
Hold me and don't you let go
Not till I tell you to (Hey)

If you lay down, lay down beside me
You can get all inside me
And I can get all inside you too
If you lay down, lay down beside me
You can wake up beside me
Forever and ever

If you lay down, lay down beside me
You can get all inside me
And I can get all inside you too (Let me inside your heart)
If you lay down, lay down beside me
You can wake up beside me
Forever and ever

Punchr that wont work.

Try this:



[Tupac]
I ain't got no mother****ing friends
That's why I ****ed your *****
You fat mother****er (Take Money)
West Side
Bad Boy Killers (Take Money)
You know who the realist is
*****s we bring it to (Take Money)
(ha ha, that's alright)

First off, **** your *****
And the clique you claim
West side when we ride
Come equipped with game
You claim to be a player
But I ****ed your wife
We bust on Bad Boys
*****s **** for Life
Plus Puffy tryin' to see me weak
Hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia
Some mark ass *****es
We keep on coming
While we running for your jewels
Steady gunning
Keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Little Ceasar go ask you homie
How I'll leave you
Cut your young ass up
See you in pieces
Now be deceased
Little Kim,
Don't **** around with real G's
Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets
So **** peace
I'll let them *****s know
It's on for Life
Don't let the west side
Ride the night (ha ha)
Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill
**** with me
And get your caps peeled
You know, see

[Chorus:]
Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, uh
Who shot me,
But your punks didn't finish
Now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
*****, I hit 'em up

Check this out
You mother****ers know what time it is
I don't even know why I'm on this track
You all *****s ain't even on my level
I'm going to let my little homies
Ride on you
***** made ass Bad Boys *****es
(ah yo, yo, hold the **** up)

Get out the way yo
Get out the way yo
Biggie Smalls just got dropped
Little move pass the mac
And let me hit 'em in his back
Frank White needs to get spanked right
For setting traps
Little accident murderers
And I ain't never heard of you
Poisonous gats attack when I'm serving you
Spank the shank
Your whole style when I gank
Guard your rank
'cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang
Puffy weaker than a ****in' block
I'm running through *****
And I'm smoking Junior Mafia
In front of you *****
With the ready power
Tucked in my Guess
Under my Eddie Bauer
Your clout petty sour
I push packages ever hour
I hit 'em up

[Chorus]

Peep how we do it
Keep it real
Its penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you *****s getting killed
With your mouths open
Tryin' to come up off of me
You in the clouds hoping
Smoking dope
It's like a Sherm high
*****s think they learned to fly
But they burn mother****er you deserve to die
Talking about you Getting Money
But it's funny to me
All you *****s living bummy
While you ****ing with me?
I'm a self made Millionaire
Thug livin', out of prison
Pistols in the Air (Air) (Ha Ha)
Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch
And beg the ***** to let you sleep in the house
Now it's all about Versace
You copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me
I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my A-K
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Mother****er I'll Hit 'Em Up

I'm from N E W Jers.
Where plenty of murder occurs
No points to come
We bring drama to all you herds
Now go check the scenario
Little Ceas'
I'll bring you fake G's to your knees
Coppin' pleas in de Janeiro
Little Kim is you
Coked up or doped up
Get your little Junior Whopper clique smoked up
What the ****?
Is you stupid?
I take money,
crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my clique looting, shooting, and polluting your block
With fifteen shot,
****ed glock to your knot
Outlaw Mafia clique moving up another notch
And your Pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped
And all your fake ass east coast props
Brainstormed and locked

You's a beat biter
Pac style taker
I'll tell you to your face, you ain't **** but a faker
Soften than Alize with a chaser
'bout to get murdered for the paper
E.D. I mean post the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with little Ceas' in a choke (uh)
Toting smoke, we ain't no mother****in' joke
Thug Life, *****s better be known
Be approaching
In the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping
It's a battle lost
I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off
*****, I hit 'em up

Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run (ha ha)
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior Mafia clique
Dressing up trying to be us
How the **** they gonna be the Mob?
When we always on out job
We millionaire's
Killing ain't fair
But somebody got to do it

Oh yah Mobb Deep (uh)
You wanna **** with us
You Little young ass mother****ers
Don't one of you *****s got sickle-cell or something
You're ****ing with me, *****?
You **** around and catch a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the **** up
Before you get smacked the **** up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you *****s from New York that want to bring it,
Bring it.
But we ain't singing,
We bringing drama
**** you and your mother ****ing mama.
We're gonna kill all you mother ****ers.
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about biggie.
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother ****ing opinion
Well this is how we gonna' do this:
**** Mobb Deep,
**** Biggie,
**** Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother ****ing crew.
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy,
Then **** you too.
Chino XL, **** you too.
All you mother ****ers,
**** you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y'all mother ****ers,
**** you, die slow mother****er.
My four four (.44 magnum) make sure all your kids don't grow.
You mother****ers can't be us or see us.
We mother ****in' Thug Life riders.
West Side till' we die.
Out here in California, *****
We warned ya'
We'll bomb on you mother ****ers.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, *****, we the mother****in' mob
Ain't nothing but killers
And the real *****s, all you mother****ers feel us.
Our **** goes triple and four quadruple
You *****s laugh 'cause our staff got guns under they mother****in' belts
You know how it is and we drop records they felt
You *****s can't feel it
We the realist
**** 'em.
We Bad Boy killers.

[hectari]

punchr what is your obsession with Backstreet boys and AJ lol? Do you think you look like him? I have a feeling you might look like AJ am I right yes or no?

[engleby]

[Duggie]

it was originally posted in nsb when i commented, must have been moved by the mods.

apologies then

[Wolfie*]

This mofo on some AlexKid level shizz.

[punchr]

punchr what is your obsession with Backstreet boys and AJ lol? Do you think you look like him? I have a feeling you might look like AJ am I right yes or no?

No. I'm 6'0, 230 lbs. Stocky with big forearms. I have a short haircut similar to a young Fernando Vargas or David Lemieux, just not bald, zero high fade with a lock of hair in the front.

I don't have any body art or hardware like AJ. I do like rocking accessories though.

[punchr]

punchr what is your obsession with Backstreet boys and AJ lol? Do you think you look like him? I have a feeling you might look like AJ am I right yes or no?

This is a good look though. I'm about to buy some clothes like this.

[Derranged]

Depends on how much of a fuggin beta cuckarino you are. You still have to go in for the kill. Do you have it in you?

[punchr]

Depends on how much of a fuggin beta cuckarino you are. You still have to go in for the kill. Do you have it in you?

I know how to close escrow you drunk bastard.

[Elroy The Great]

I called you so many times today
And I guess it's all true what your girlfriends say
That you don't ever want to see me again
And your brother's gonna kill me and he's six feet ten
I guess you'd call it cowardice
But I'm not prepared to go on like this
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing you
I can't stand losing you
I can't stand losing you
I can't stand losing you
I see you've sent my letters back
And my L.P. records and they're all scratched
I can't see the point in another day
When nobody listens to a word I say
You can call it lack of confidence
But to carry on living doesn't make no sense
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I guess this is our last goodbye
And you don't care, so I won't cry
And you'll be sorry when I'm dead
When all this guilt will be on your head
I guess you'd call it suicide
But I'm too full, to swallow my pride
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing.
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing,
I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing you