“I Want It All” is the single from the Walt Disney Pictures film, High School Musical 3: Senior Year. The song is performed by Ashley Tisdale and Lucas Grabeel as Sharpay Evans and Ryan Evans.
Imagine having everything we ever dreamed
Don’t you want it?
Maybe
Can’t you see it?
Kinda
Imagine first audition after college
I get the lead!
A part for me?
Well of course
Yeah right!
You gotta believe it
Keep talking
You and I all the fame
Sharpay and what’s his name?
sound exciting?
Inviting
Let’s do it then
Listening
Personal stylist, agent and a publisist
But where do I fit into this?
With you we can win
Win a part
Think bigger!
Become superstars
That’s better
Don’t you see that bigger is better
And better is bigger
A little bit is never enough
No, No, No!
Don’t you want it all!
You want it, you know that you want it
The fame and the fortune and more
You want it all, you want it, you know that you want it
You gotta have your star on the door
You want the world nothing less, all the glam and the press
Only givng you the best to use.
Sing it!
I want it all
I want it, I want it, Yeah
My name in lights at Carnage Hall
I want it all!
Can’t you see it
Yeah
They’re gonna love me
Ahem
I mean us!
Red carpet, rose bouquets, crowd waiting back stage
I’m with her, don’t stop me, I’m not the paparazzi
Invitations, standing ovations
Magazines
Yes please
Gonna be celebrities!
Photographs, fanclubs, give the people what they love
Now you’re excited!
I like it
Let’s do it then
Times Square, jet setters, sequels
Hey better
New York today, tomorrow the world!!
Sold out shows
Think bigger
And the oscar goes to
That’s better!
Don’t you see that bigger is better and Better is bigger
A little bit is never enough!
No, No, No!
I you want it all!
I want it, I want it, Want it
The fame and the fortune..and more
I want it all
I want it, I want it, Want it
I gotta have my star on the door
You want the world nothing less, all the glam and the press
Only giving me the best to use.
I Want it all!
I want it, Want it, Want it, Radio, CD, Music Hall
We Want it all!!
Here in the spotlight we shine, look at who we are
When Broadway knows your name,
you know that you’re a STARRRR!
Dance!
[Breakdown]
I want it, I-I I want it, I want it, I want it,
I-I, I want it, i want it, i want I-I I Want It!
I Want It All! I want it, I want it, I want it! (I WANT IT ALLL)
The fame and the fortune and more!
I want it all! I want it, I want it
I gotta have my star on the door
You want the world nothing less, all the glam and the press
Only giving you the best to use.
I WANT IT ALL!
Paris!
London!
Rome!
Toronto!
LA!
Sidney!
Buenos Aires!
Tokyo!
Moscow!
Bollywood!
Hollywood!
NEW YORK CITY!!
WE WANT IT ALL!!
“Can I Have This Dance” is the single from the Walt Disney Pictures film, High School Musical 3: Senior Year. The song is performed by Vanessa Hudgens, Zac Efron. (more…)
“The Boys Are Back” is the single from “High School Musical 3: Senior Year” soundtrack. This single is performed Corbin Bleu, Zac Efron. This latest sequel follows high school seniors Troy and Gabriella. (more…)
“A Night to Remember” is the single from “High School Musical 3: Senior Year” soundtrack. This single is performed by the Cast of High School Musical 3. It is the fifth track on the tracklisting. (more…)
“Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It)” is the single by Beyonce Knowles from her third solo album, I Am… Sasha Fierce. The song was released to U.S. radio stations on October 8, 2008, with a CD single to be released on November 11, 2008.
Now put your hands up
Up in the club, we just broke up
I’m doing my own little thing
Decided to dip but now you wanna trip
Cuz another brother noticed me
I’m up on him, he up on me
dont pay him any attention
cried my tears, for three good years
Ya can’t be mad at me
[Chorus]
Cuz if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don’t be mad once you see that want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
(Chorus)
I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips
Got me tighter than my Dereon jeans
acting up, drink in my cup
I could care less what you think
I need no permission, did I mention
Dont pay him any attention
Cuz you had your turn
But now you gonna learn
What it really feels like to miss me
(Chorus)
Don’t treat me to the things of this world
I’m not that kind of girl
Your love is what I prefer, what I deserve
He’s a man that makes me then takes me
And delivers me to a destiny, to infinity and beyond
Pull me into your arms
Say I’m the one you own
If you don’t, you’ll be alone
And like a ghost I’ll be gone
All the single ladies (7x)
Now put your hands up
(Chorus)
All my single ladies throw your hands in the air
All my single ladies throw your hands in the air
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it like that
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it like that
Here we go again, check on your man
Fast as we can, we got an evil plan
If you can’t follow me, get out the game
Call for backup as soon as you hear my name!
Hook:
It’s time to get nasty
Look at me, I’m fabulously sexy
Front of the line, VIP
We’re celebrity
Chorus:
You got me feeling nasty baby
It’s kinda hot but it’s so damn crazy
It feels so good to be a single lady, baby
Don’t be afraid to explore my body
Take off your clothes, get naughty
Let’s funk away this party
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it like that
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it like that
Don’t know where I left my cell phone
I mean, this song really turns me on
We could be jamming all night long
The vibe is coming over me so strong
I’m feeling we’ve just begun
Let me help you put it on
Repeat Chorus
T-Pain:
TP and B-E-E
Sure u aint ready to party with the wife of Jay Z
She pretend to be a single lady
So she can ride with me
I came in to check on her
But I keep looking at shorty
she so hot that I wish she was my beyonce
(Cant understand this part lol)
Nappy boy in love with baby bee
All my single ladies throw your hands
All my single ladies throw your hands
All my single ladies theow your hands up
In the air!
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it like that
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it like that
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it like that
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it like that
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it like that
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it like that
“It’s Over” is the second single from Jesse McCartney’s third studio album, Departure. “It’s Over” is the most popular tune from “Departure” on iTunes, second only to the current single. On the ending week of October 18th the song reach #36 on the Billboard Pop 100. (more…)
“Heartless” is the single by hip hop artist Kanye West. It is the second single off West’s upcoming album 808s & Heartbreak. This was followed by a full unmastered version of the song being posted on Kanye’s official blog on October 15.
[Chorus]
In the night, i hear ‘em talk,
the coldest story ever told.
somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul.
to a woman so heartless..
how could you be so heartless? oh.. how could you be so heartless.
[Verse 1]
How could you be so, cold as the winter wind when it breeze yo.
just remember that you talkin’ to me though.
you know need to watch the way you talkin’ to me yo. i mean after all the things that we’ve been through.
i mean after all the things we got into.
hey yo, i know of some things that you aint told me.
hey yo, i did some things but that’s the old me.
and now you wanna get me back and you goin’ show me.
so you walk around like you dont know me.
you got a new friend, well i got homies.
but in the end it’s still so lonely.
[Chorus]
In the night, i hear ‘em talk,
the coldest story ever told.
somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul.
to a woman so heartless..
how could you be so heartless? oh.. how could you be so heartless.
[Verse 2]
How could be so Dr. Evil, you bringin’ out the side of me that i dont know..
i decided we weren’t goin’ speak so.
why we up 3 A.M. on the phone.
why does she be so mad at me fo’.
homie i dont know, she’s hot and cold.
i wont stop, i wont mess my groove up
cause i already know how this thing go.
you run and tell your friends that you leaving me.
they say that they dont see what you see in me.
you wait a couple months then you gon’ see.
you’ll never find nobody better than me.
[Chorus]
In the night, i hear ‘em talk,
the coldest story ever told.
somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul.
to a woman so heartless..
how could you be so heartless? oh.. how could you be so heartless.
[Verse 3]
Talkin’, talkin’, talkin’, talk
baby lets just knock it off
they dont know what we been through
they dont know ’bout me and you
so i got something new to see
and you just gon’ keep hatin’ me
and we just gon’ be enemies
i know you cant believe
i could just leave it wrong
and you cant make it right
im gon’ take off tonight
into the night..
[Chorus]
In the night, i hear ‘em talk,
the coldest story ever told.
somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul.
to a woman so heartless..
how could you be so heartless? oh.. how could you be so heartless.
“I’m So Paid” is the second single by Akon from third studio album Freedom. It features Lil Wayne. It was released as a digital download on October 4, 2008. The official remix features Young Jeezy and Lil Wayne.
[Akon]
rubbin’ on that italian leather
them Konvict jeans on
ay yo Weezy you ready
yea
[Chorus]
I get it in til the sun rise
doin 90 in a 65
windows rolled down screamin out
ay ay I’m I’m so paid
number 1 hustler gettin’ money
why you wanna count my money
I’m a hustler don’t need nann one of y’all see
I’m so paid
I see police on the crooked I
doin a 100 on Interstate ninety-fi’
my shorty leanin, blastin that do or die
pushin that motherfuckin wood cuz we certified
got a system that’ll beat and knock your wall off
got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off
got a bunch of goons hope they never call off
and my snipers sittin on the roof already saw y’all
ain’t too much to put a strain on me
thats the reason why I have to put the blame on me
rather have them dolla’ bills rain on me
than to let them haters come and make a name off me
thats why
[Chorus]
I get it in til the sun rise
doin 90 in a 65
windows rolled down screamin out
ay ay I’m I’m so paid
number 1 hustler gettin’ money
why you wanna count my money
I’m a hustler don’t need nann one of y’all see
I’m so paid
I’m the boss it only takes 1 call
for a driver to hit you up and drop you off thats all
guess what
I won’t be takin that fall
homie I got cake thats what I’m payin them for
haha
ain’t that funny
cuz niggas they want war but ain’t got money
cuz I seen them all talk until they start gunnin
quicker than Usain Bolt
the fastest thang runnin
yea
Akon Weezy
Block Royal holdin down Jersey
Devon makin sure we gettin it up front
my lil brother boo got that vision bake it
[Chorus]
I get it in til the sun rise
doin 90 in a 65
windows rolled down screamin out
ay ay I’m I’m so paid
number 1 hustler gettin’ money
why you wanna count my money
I’m a hustler don’t need nann one of y’all see
I’m so paid
[Lil Wayne]
I am, big money Weezy
white wife beater with the sig underneath it
how do I feel bitch I feel undefeated
snap my fingers disappear from the precinct
yea
Im ballin we ball out
thoughts of before until the ball bounce
I see some niggas with guns at y’all house
only to find out you live in a doll house
damn
but I thought you was tough don’t
we carry choppers on our necks
call it cut throat
we, bury powers on the set
that they come from
we, no magic turn
we smoke the gun smoke
we, bomb first when we ride
you, in a hearse when you ride
ay
I put my shoes on baby
and I’m holding down Young Mula baby
thats why
[Chorus]
I get it in til the sun rise
doin 90 in a 65
windows rolled down screamin out
ay ay I’m I’m so paid
number 1 hustler gettin’ money
why you wanna count my money
I’m a hustler don’t need nann one of y’all see
I’m so paid
[Floyd Mayweather speaks]
Luda: Back up on dat ass ,
Back to put rappers on one knee like they bout to run 100 meter dash,
Bow down to greatness, before i get pissed and run up in the stands like the Indiana Pacers,
Covered all my bases, straight, no chasers,
Diamonds on my chain look like my neck’s full of glacers,
Titanic flow, Titanic dough, women on my nuts like “Where da Titanic go?”
I been scourin’ da earth, makin’ my fans catch da holy ghost at my shows like ya grandma at church,
And the fat lady singin’, it’s ova for you rappers,
Cant none of yall bust your just sacs full of semen,
And I got da women screamin’, and they could catch my balls on any given sunday like my name’s Willy Beaman,
Or LL Cool, so if ya boyfriend thinks your loyal to his ass then he’s a motherf***in fool,
Got jewels on my pinky, jewels on my wrist
Iconic status and his name is Ludacris,
Bitch please, you messin wit some real O.G’s,
Wit million dolla whips dat I ship from overseas,
Got a pocket full of G’z, and the inconvenient truth is that the ozone is back cuz I been smokin’ all da trees,
The globe is warmin’ up when we fire up the blunt,
And put it in the air like Evil Knievel stunts,
Wat you want from me? I got pistols for da haters,
Ya fam will be in black like the playin’ for da Raiders,
And ya music isn’t favored, and DJ’s they neva bring it back like when you go and borrow somethin’ from ya neighbor,
Like a cup full of sugar, a rope full of salt,
The name of my car insurance is YO F***IN FAULT,
And if you sittin on chrome, I’ll call up my boys and have you stripped of ya medals like Marion Jones, nigga …
[Floyd Mayweather speaks]
Luda: Back up on da scene, back to put a nail in these rappers’ coffins I got the hammer in my jeans,
Call me Mr.Fixit, barrel hotter than a fresh batch of home-made buttermilk biscuits,
A-tisket, a-tasket, a custom-made casket,
Luda leaves them trouters stretched out like gymnastics,
And acrobatics I’m superstar status, the mouth of the South like gangsta grillz you bastard,
The international traveler, and I may not be much to you but I’m the sh*t out in Africa,
So put ya fist up, even the statue of liberty lit a flame for the way that I lit my wrist up,
You can’t compete wit me, I got ‘em stuck like I made a thousand rappers put shackles on they feet wit me,
And then I broke free, I’ll let ‘em loose when Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston become drug-free,
I’m the baddest mother shut it like Shaft was, leavin’ rappers wit headaches like bad drugs,
They shoulda warned ya, you got defeated by the heat but,eh, we’ll just say we Alonzo Mourn’d ya,
So Cater coroner, I’ll show up to yo funeral wit some gators like I’m fresh outta Florida,
Call me the swamp thing, yall headed in the wrong direction like you hit the subway and caught the wrong train,
So don’t f**k wit it, I’m sendin’ lyrical bullets right at ya dome f**k niggaz betta duck wit it,
Or else you stuck wit it,
You’ll get stalked so bad you’ll leava da scene thinkin eight Young Buck’s did it,
But not in Cashville, you lost yo feelin’ like comin down off X chasin’ effects of yo last pill,
You f***in Daffy Dill, You’s a Daffy Duck,
And I’m the undefeated champ, yall niggas suck!
Haha I get down on the dance floor
Watch this, hey
Do it like that girl
Noooo, c’mon
You know what I do
If you can do it too
Then lets do something that makes me more attracted to you
And now and now
We’ll see you breakin down
For me (ha)
Yes were in this topic
Girl I like your body
Can you take take take take take take pop lock and drop it
Cause I and I wanna see you break it down
For me
Watch this
Girl iv been waitin all night to see you dance like me
You gunna switch out your feet and try to dance like me
Ah ah ah freeze like me oh
Shawty
Girl I want a metal
Meet me down stairs
Bring your matching shoes and something to tie you hair
Cause I cause I
Feel like breakin down on you
I see you with you friends
You dont wanna get embarrassed
I know you see my bling bling
Check out those carrots
Cause I I… want to break it down on you
Girl iv been waitin all night to see you dance like me
You gunna switch out your feet and try to dance like me
Ah ah ah freeze like me ah
Girl lets get it poppin
Tell me how you feel
Lets get up on this floor and do this thing for real
Cause we, you and me can really break it down together
Watch me slide on ya
Watch me ride on ya
You aint gotta say
You think im fly, dont cha
Cause we, you and me can really break it down oh oh oh
Girl iv been waitin all night to see you dance like me
You gunna switch out your feet and try to dance like me
Ah ah ah freeze like me ah
Yeah ha let me kick it breezy
For a feelin like me
Haha thats easy
Hey
I just want you to relax
And ima be pop poppin
Drop droppin
1234 Freeze
Haha
Girl iv been waitin all night to see you dance like me
You gunna switch out your feet and try to dance like me
Ah ah ah freeze like me
