Fergie - Labels Or Love

Labels or Love by Fergie

Shopping for labels, shopping for love
Manolo and Louis, it's all I'm thinking of
Shopping for labels, shopping for love
1, 2
Manolo and Louis, it's all I'm thinking of
1, 2, 3 Turn the lights on.

I already know what my addiction is
I be looking for labels, I ain't looking for love
I shop for purses while love walks out the door
Don't cry, buy a bag and get over it
And, I'm not concerned with all the politics
It's a lot of men I know I could find another.

What I know is that I'm always happy when I walk out the store, store
I'm guessing Supercalifragi-sexy, nothing to be playing with
I love him, hate him, kiss him, diss him, tryna to walk a mile in my kicks

[Chorus]
Love's like a runway but which one do I love more?
No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior
Love's like a runway, so what's all the fussing for?
Let's stop chasing them boys and shop some more.
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, Turn the lights on.

I know I might come off as negative
I be looking for labels, I ain't looking for love
Relationships are often so hard to tame
A Prada dress has never broken my heart before
And, ballin's something that I'm fed up with
I'mma do the damn thing, watch me do the damn thing
Cause I know that my credit card will help me put out the flames
I'm guessing Supercalifragi-sexy, nothing to be playing with
I love him, hate him, kiss him, diss him, tryna to walk a mile in my kicks

[Chorus]
Love's like a runway but which one do I love more?
No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior
Love's like a runway, so what's all the fussing for?
Let's stop chasing them boys and shop some more.
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, Turn the lights on.

Gucci, Fendi, Prada purses, purchasing them finer things
Men they come a dime a dozen, just give me them diamond rings
I'm into a lot of bling, Cadillac, Chanel and Coach
Fellas boast but they can't really handle my female approach
Buying things is hard to say
Rocking Christian Audigier, Manolo, Polo, taking photos in my Cartier
So we can't go all the way, I know you might hate it but
I'm a shop for labels while them ladies lay and wait for love

[Chorus]
Love's like a runway but which one do I love more?
No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior
Love's like a runway, so what's all the fussing for?
Let's stop chasing them boys and shop some more.
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, Turn the lights on.

Shopping for labels, shopping for love
Manolo and Louis, it's all I'm thinking of
Shopping for labels, shopping for love
1, 2
Manolo and Louis, it's all I'm thinking of
1, 2, 3 Turn the lights on.

Nelly ft. Fergie - Party People

(Nelly)
Let’s go
St. Louis
Yeaaahh…
Let’s go
I told ya I gon’ change the game
LA all day
They cant ya boy
I get money
Ya m*f*’s aint ready

[CHORUS]
(Fergie)
Just walked thru the door
What’s it gonna be,
I can’t get to the floor
Boys all over me.
What it’s gonna be
Where my party, pa’ party party pa’ party people at?
Where my party, pa’ party party pa’ party people at?

(Nelly)
Just walked thru the door
What’s it gonna be,
I can’t get to the floor
Girls all over me.
Where my party, pa’ party party pa’ party people at?
Where my party, pa’ party party pa’ party people at?

(Nelly)
It’s Nelly(Wait a minute)
Comin straight up out the Lou
And all you New Edition rappers better cool it now
For I make a fool of yall,
Paper stacked as tall as Yao Ming
Look at the bling
Settings in rings
Lookin like basketballs.
[2nd time (Chopped & Screwed voice)]

[CHORUS]

Where my party people at x8

(Fergie)
Well it’s Fergie I’m the Dutchess
Comin straight from CalifornIA
Stuntin in my loc locs.
Dreamin bout me M.I.A.,
Boyfriend wonderin where I’m at,
Cause I’m in the spot spot.
Why he always tryin to be puttin me down on lock lock?
[2nd time (Chopped & Screwed voice)]

[CHORUS]

(Nelly)
Patiently waitin & takin my time
Watchin these haters
Don’t come with they rhymes
Watchin these suckers are mimickin, gimmickin
Then they start fallin off one at a time
You can go search but you never could find,
I promise you derrty I’m one of a kind
Mold is broken, the formulas mine
I killed the idea and destroyed the design

(Fergie)
I was patiently waitin & takin my time
Now that I’m here I’m gettin my shine
All of you haters can kiss a behind,
Specifically speakin I’m talkin bout mine
Don’t need you to tell me, I know that I’m fine
I’m killin it baby so call it a crime
Yea you watch it I’m stealin my time
I told you before that big girls don’t cry

[CHORUS]

Ohh

Fergie - Fergalicious

[Will I Am]
Listen up ya’ll, Cuz this is it
The beat that I’m bangin’ is de-li-cious

[Fergie]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go loco
They want my treasure so they get their pleasures from my photo
You could see me, you can’t squeeze me
I ain’t easy, I ain’t sleazy
I got reasons why I tease ‘em
Boys just come and go like seasons

[Hook]
Fergalicious(so delicious)
But I ain’t promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that shit is fictitious
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (It’s hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna taste of what I got)
I’m Fergalicious (t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty)

[Verse 2]
Fergalicious def-, Fergalicious def-, Fergalicious def- [def fading echo]
Fergalicious definition make them boys go crazy
They always claim they know me
Comin’ to me call me Stacy (Hey Stacy)
I’m the F to the E, R, G the I the E
And can’t no other lady put it down like me

[Hook]
I’m Fergalicious (so delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He’s my witness (oooh wee)
I put yo’ boy on rock rock
And he be lining down the block just to watch what I got (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (It’s hot, hot)
So delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious (they wanna taste of what I got)
I’m Fergalicious (hold hold hold hold hold up, check it out)

[Vamp]
Baby, baby, baby
If you really want me
Honey get some patience
Maybe then you’ll get a taste
I’ll be tasty, tasty, I’ll be laced with lacey
It’s so tasty, tasty, It’ll make you crazy

[Will I Am]
T to the A to the S T E Y girl you tastey, T to the A to the S T E Y girl you tasty
D to the E to the L I C I O U S, D to the E to the, to the, to the, hit it Fergie

[Fergie]
All the time I turn around brotha’s gather round always looking at me up and down looking at my
(uuhh)
I just wanna say it now I ain’t tryin to round up drama little mama I don’t wanna take your man
And I know I’m comin off just a little bit conceited and I keep on repeating how the boys wanna eat it
But I’m tryin’ to tell, that I can’t be treated like clientel
Cuz’ they say she

[Hook]
Delicious (So delicious)
But I ain’t promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that shit is fictitious
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I got (got, got, got)
Four, tres, two, uno[Chorus]

It’s so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
So delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I’m Fergalicious, t-t-t-t-t-tastey tastey

[Will I Am]
T to the A, to the S T E Y girl you tasty,
T to the A, to the S T E Y girl you tasty
T to the A, to the S T E Y girl you tasty,
T to the A, to the, to the, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)
To the D to the E to the L I C I O U S,
to the D to the E to the L I C I O U S,
to the D to the E to the L I C I O U S,
to the D to the E to the, to the, to the, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)

Fergie - Big Girls Don’t Cry

Da Da Da Da
The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You’re probably on your flight back to your home town
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
To be with myself and center of clarity
Peace, serenity

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It’s personal: myself and I
We’ve got some straightenin’ out to do
And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I’ve got to get a move on with my life
Its time to be a big girl now
And big girls don’t cry
Don’t cry
Don’t cry
Don’t cry

The path that I’m walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps until I’m full grown (full grown)
Fairytales don’t always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to with you
It’s personal: myself and I
We’ve got some straightenin’ out to do
And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I’ve got to get a move on with my life
Its time to be a big girl now
And big girls don’t cry

Like the little school mate in the school yard
We’ll play jacks and Uno cards
I’ll be your best friend and you’ll be mine Valentine
Yes, you can hold my hand if you want to
‘Cause I want to hold yours too
We’ll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds
But its time for me to go home
Its getting late, dark outside
I need to be with myself and center of clarity
Peace, serenity

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It’s personal: myself and I
We’ve got some straightenin’ out to do
And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I’ve got to get a move on with my life
Its time to be a big girl now
And big girls don’t cry
Don’t cry
Don’t cry
Don’t cry

La Da Da Da Da Da

Fergie - Glamorous

(Are You Ready)

If you ain’t got no money take yo’broke ass home
You say: If you ain’t got no money take yo’broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S

[B-Section:]
We flyin’ first class
Up in the sky
Poppin’ champagne
Livin’ my life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

[chorus:]
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

[chorus:]
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

[Verse:]
Wear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things don’t mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shopping for expensive things
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
I’m not clean, I’m not pristine
I’m no queen, I’m no machine
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive through, raw as hell
I don’t care, I’m still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after the Grammies
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin’, reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang

And now I’m in…

[B-Section:]
first class
Up in the sky
Poppin’ champagne
Livin’ my life
In the fast lane
And I won’t change
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

[chorus:]
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

[chorus:]
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

[Ludacris:]
I’m talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothing but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue what to do with us
I’ve got enough money in the bank for the two of us
Brother gotta keep enough lettuce
To support your shoe fetish
Lifestyles so rich and famous
Robin Leach will get jealous
Half a million for the stones
Taking trips from here to Rome
So If you ain’t got no money take yo’broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S

[B-Section:]
We flyin’ first class
Up in the sky
Poppin’ champagne
Livin’ the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

[chorus:]
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

[chorus:]
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

[Verse:]
I got problems up to here
I’ve got people in my ear
Telling me these crazy things
That I don’t want to know
I’ve got money in the bank
And I’d really like to thank
All the fans, I’d like to thank
Thank you really though
Cause I remember yesterday
When I dreamt about the days
When I’d rock on MTV, that be really dope
Damn, It’s been a long road
And the industry is cold
I’m glad my daddy tell me so
he let his daughter know.
Fergie - Glamorous

(If you ain’t got no money, take your broke ass home)
My daddy told me so
(I said, If you ain’t got no money, take your broke ass home)
He let his daughter know
(If you ain’t got no money, take your broke ass home)
My daddy told me so
(If you ain’t got no money, take your broke ass home)
He let his daughter know

Fergie - Close 2 U

Da da da da da da
I just wanna be close 2 u

The way you look in the morning
I can see your face and your daze
The way (the way, the way) your silence
Always has so to say, to say
With you my king is where I belong
Our castle is beautiful and strong

I just wanna be close 2 u (2x)

How you own this body
Smoke your cigarette
Sing to me in bed
The way (the way, the way)
You hold me like you’re protecting your throne
I’ll be your queen we’ll fit so well
Yet near me darling is where you dwell

I just wanna be close 2 u (2x)

We’ll stay up talking and laughing all night
Breakfast in bed, have a play pillow fight
We’ll hang like homies ’cause you’re my best friend
I know I’m safe just as long as I feel your skin
Not that I need I’m secure with myself
Space, trust, and respect I understand well
Baby I just see such beauty in you
That I need is being close to

If near me darling is wear you dwell

I just wanna be close 2 u (2x)

I just wanna be close 2 u (2x)

Fergie - Clumsy

B-SECTION
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (Oh Baby)
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (Oh Baby)
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (Oh Baby)
Can’t help it.

VERSE 1
The first time, that I saw your eyes
Boy, you looked right through me, mmm mmmm
Played it cool, but I knew you knew
That cupid hit me, mmm mmm

CHORUS
You got me trippin’(Oh), stumblin’(Oh), flippin’(Oh), fumblin’(So)
Clumsy ‘cuz I’m fallin’ in love (in love)
You got me slippin’(Oh), tumblin’(Oh), sinkin’(Oh), crumblin’(So)
Clumsy ‘cuz I’m fallin’ in love (in love)
So in love with you

B-SECTION
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (Oh Baby)
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (Oh No)
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (No How)
Can’t help it.

VERSE 2
Can’t breathe, when you touch my sleeve
Butterflies so crazy, mmm mmmm
Whoa now? Think I’m goin’ down
Friends don’t know what’s with me, mmm mmm

CHORUS
You got me tripin’(Oh), stumblin’(Oh), flippin’(Oh), fumblin’(So)
Clumsy ‘cuz I’m fallin’ in love (in love)
You got me slippin’(Oh), tumblin’(Oh), sinkin’(Oh), crumblin’(So)
Clumsy ‘cuz I’m fallin’ in love (in love)
So in love with you

B-SECTION
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (Oh No)
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (Oh Please)
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (oh No)
Can’t help it.

BRIDGE
You know this ain’t the first time this has happened to me,
this love sick thing.
I like serious relationships and uh,
A girl like me don’t stay single for long.
‘Cuz everytime a boyfriend and I break-up, my world is crushed and I’m all alone,
The love bug comes right back and bites me
And I’m back

B-SECTION
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (In love)
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (Oh God)
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (I’m back in love)
Can’t help it.
Whooo hoo hoo
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (I’m back in love, yeah)
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (I’m back in love, yeah baby)
Can’t help it. The girl can’t help it. (I’m back in love, yeah)
Can’t help it. (I know you got me)

CHORUS
You got me tripin’(Oh), stumblin’(Oh), flippin’(Oh), fumblin’(So)
Clumsy ‘cuz I’m fallin’ in love
You got me slippin’(Oh), tumblin’(Oh), sinkin’(Oh), crumblin’(So)
Clumsy ‘cuz I’m fallin’ in love (in love)
So in love with you
Clumsy ‘cuz I’m fallin’ in love (in love)
You got me slippin’(Oh), tumblin’(Oh), sinkin’(Oh), crumblin’(So)
Clumsy ‘cuz I’m fallin’ in love (in love)
So in love with you
So in love with you
So in love with you