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Fergie - The Dutchess Album Lyrics



Fergie - The Dutchess Lyrics






Fergalicious

[ Featuring will.i.am ]

(Four, tres, two, uno)

Listen up, y'all, 'cause this is it
The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious

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

It's so delicious (it's hot, hot)
It's so delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
It's so delicious (they wanna taste of what I got)
I'm Fergalicious (t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty)

Fergalicious def-, fergalicious def-, fergalicious def-
(Def-, def-, def-, def-, def-, def-, def-, def-, def-, def-)
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
I'm Fergalicious (so delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He's my witness (ooh-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)

It's so delicious (it's hot, hot)
It's so delicious (I put them boys on rock, rock)
It's so delicious (they wanna taste of what I got)
I'm Fergalicious (hold, hold, hold, hold, hold up, check it out)

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

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
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

All the time I turn around brothas gather 'round
Always looking at me up and down looking at my (uh)
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 clientele
'Cause they say she delicious (so delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that shit is fictitious
I blow kisses (mwah)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block
Just to watch what I got (got, got, got, got)
Four, tres, two, uno

My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym just working on my fitness
He's my witness (ooh-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)

It's so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
It's so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
It's so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm Fergalicious, (t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty)

It's so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
It's so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
It's so delicious (aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm Fergalicious, (t-t-t-t-t, t-t-t-t, t-t-t-t)
(Aye, aye, aye, aye)

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, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

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, to the
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Writer: Dania Birks, Derrick A Rahming, Fatimah Shaheed, Florian Schneider Esleben, Juana Michelle Burns, Juanita Lee, Karl Bartos, Kim Nazel, Ralf Huetter, Stacy Ferguson, William Adam
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, PINK PASSION MUZICK, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Clumsy

[Collipark:]
Girl
You know you been on ma mind yeah
It's like I can't stop thinking about you
Whenever I'm around you I get clumsy that's right
But what about now
REMIX

Fergie Ferg!
Soulja Boy!
Collipark!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Let's go!

[Verse 1: Fergie]
First time
That I saw your eyes
Boy you looked right through me, mmmhmm
Play it cool
But I knew you knew
That cupid hit me, mmm mmm

[Chorus:]
You got me tripping, stumbling, flipping, fumbling
Clumsy cause I'm falling in love
You got me slipping, tumbling, sinking, fumbling
Clumsy cause I'm falling in love
So in love with you

Oh Babe, Oh Babe, Oh Babe

[Verse 2:]
Can't breath
When you touch my sleeve
Butterflies so crazy, mmm mmm
Whoa now, think I'm going down
Friends don't know what's with me, mmm mmm

[Chorus:]
You got me tripping, stumbling, flipping, fumbling
Clumsy cause I'm falling in love
You got me slipping, tumbling, sinking, fumbling
Clumsy cause I'm falling in love
So in love with you

[Soulja Boy:]
King of the south, keep it supa fresh
Still iced out, girls be screaming,
Hatas wanna do me
I'm in da chevy, the same color as dookie
Still be da same man, still got game plan
Soulja boy tellem ya'll still know the name man
It's like You'll You'll
I'm up in dis ooooooo
Dis a b money game we up in dis ooooooooooohhhh
I'm a trend setta stunna shade like woah
Rubbabands on ma neck got dem lookin like gold
I got it on lock erbody should know
I'm crankin ma field with da brand knew clothes
Girls be lookin like da da da da daaaa da
But we still on da phine like da da da da daaaa da

[Chorus:]
You got me tripping, stumbling, flipping, fumbling
Clumsy cause I'm falling in love
You got me slipping, tumbling, sinking, fumbling
Clumsy cause I'm falling in love
So in love with you
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Writer: Bobby Troup, Jimmy Spicer, Lawrence Smith, Russell Simmons, Stacy Ferguson, Will Adams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management






All That I Got (The Make Up Song)

[ Featuring will.i.am ]

Baby, baby, when you're looking deep in my eyes
I know you're seeing past my make-up
Into the little girl that used to hide out and cry
When her parents fought
Tryin' to be strong
You can see the hurt in me
The cover-ups so secretly
And all that I aspire to be
You see, you see
You know who I really am
No entourage or caravan
And do you even give a damn
About all that, tell me?

[Chorus]
Would you love me if I didn't work out
Or I didn't change my natural hair?
And I could be the one you want to grow older with, baby
I'll give you all that I got

So, I don't mean to scare you now or push you away
'Cause I'm not tryin' to rush anything
But when I look into your eyes
I'm not scared as you say I see little you
I'm in the picture too
Like a happy family tree
We're together constantly
This could be eventually
We'll see, we'll see
But all that I have got to know
Is with me, baby, will you grow?
Sun and rain and heavy snow
Oh, tell me so now, baby

[Chorus]

[will.i.am]
It's as simple as one and two
I'm in love with you
And three and four
You're all I adore
To the seven and eight
See, I've been making mistakes
'Cause when you're on my mind
I just can't think straight
Back to the five and six
I'm all in you mix, and I'm all into you
Without the lipstick
Without the L'Oreal
You remain the same angel that I fell for you
For real, for real

[Chorus x 5]
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Writer: RONALD LAPREAD, LIONEL RICHIE, STACY FERGUSON, WILL ADAMS, KEITH HARRIS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.






London Bridge

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.
Are you ready for this?
Oh, shit!
Oh!

It's me
Fergie
The pen
Polo!
Fergie Ferg, what's up baby?!
Come on

When I come to the clubs, step aside (Oh, shit)
Part the seas, don't be having me in the line (Oh, shit)
V.I.P 'cause you know I gotta shine (Oh, shit)
I'm Fergie Ferg
And me love you long time (Oh shit)

All my girls get down on the floor (Oh, shit)
Back to back drop it down real low (Oh, shit)
I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like a ho (Oh, shit)
'cause you know I don't give a f*ck so here we go! (Oh shit)

[Chorus (x2):]
How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge want to go down
Like London London London wanna go down
Like London London London be going down like

The drinks start pouring
And my speech start slurring
Everybody start looking real good (Oh, shit)

The Grey Goose got your girl feeling loose
Now I'm wishing that I didn't wear these shoes (I hate heels)
It's like every time I get up on the dude
Paparazzi put my business in the news
And I'm like get up out my face (oh, shit)
'fore I turn around and spray your ass with mace (oh, shit)
My lips make you wanna have a taste (oh, shit)
You got that? I got the bass (Uh)

[Chorus x2]

Ah, da, da, da, da, doo, doo, doo, doo
[Speech:]
Me like a bullet type, you know they comin' right
Fergie love em' long time
My girls support right?

Ah, da, da, da, da, doo, doo, doo, doo
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Ah, da, da, da, da, doo, doo, doo, doo

[Speech:]
Me like a bullet type, you know they comin' right
Fergie love em' long time
My girls support right?

Another A.T.L.
Cali collabo
Fergie and Polo

When I come to the clubs, step aside (Oh, shit)
Part the seas, don't be having me in the line (Oh, shit)
V.I.P because you know I gotta shine (Oh, shit)
I'm Fergie Ferg
And me love you long time (Oh, shit)

All my girls get down on the floor (Oh, shit)
Back to back drop it down real low (Oh, shit)
I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like a ho (Oh, shit)
'cause you know I don't give a f*ck so here we go! (Oh, shit)

[Chorus x2]

Shittin' all over the world
F*ck you bitches!
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Writer: Michael D Hartnett, David Garibaldi, Sean Garrett, Stacy Ferguson, Emilio Castillo, Stephen M. Kupka, Jamal F Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, BOB-A-LEW SONGS, BMG Rights Management






Pedestal

Your Pedestal Is Falling Down,Falling Down,Falling Down
Your Pedestal Is Falling Down,Falling Down,Falling Down,Da Da Da Da Da Da

[Verse1:]
Record Sales Are On The Mark
Cuz Thats About The Time The Rumors Start
Where All The People Talking Out Their Ass
Well,Someone Gotta School Ya Cause Ya Got No Class
Well I've Paid My Dues
I'm A Seasoned Dame
So Why You Gotta Throw Salt In My Game
You Hide Behind The Computer Screens So That You Dont Have To Be Seen
How Could A Person Be So Mean

[Chorus:]Who Are You-And What Do You Do
To Make You Think You Are Above Me
But Have You Walked In My Shoes
The Pedestal
You Put Yourself On
Well Since I'm Breaking It Down Now
It's Gonna Collapse And Be Gone-Gone-Gone-Gone-Gone

[Verse2:]
Probably One Of Them Tag A Longs Down 4 The Free T-Shirt
Cuz Youáre A Hanger On
You Think You Got My Figured Out
Never Met Me Have No Clue What I'm About
Maybe I Got Things You Wish You Had
You Need To Stop The Hate And Get A Pen And Pad
I Work Around The Clock,So Fill Your Smoth Up With A Sock
And Get You Head Up Off Your Jock
Tell Me Who You Are And What Your Background Is
Tell Me How You're Feelin' When You Listen To This

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
Your Pedestal Is Falling Down,Falling Down,Falling Down
Your Pedestal Is Falling Down,Falling Down,Falling Down,Dum Dum Dum Dum
Your Pedestal Is Falling Down,Falling Down,Falling Down
Your Pedestal Is Falling Down,Falling Down,Falling Down,Da Da Da Da Da Da
Tell Me Who You Are And What Your Background Is
Tell Me How You're Feelin' When You Listen To This
You Think I Dont See You On The Internet,I Read It,Dont Think I Wont Forget

[Chorus X2]
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Writer: PRINTZ BOARD, STACY FERGUSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group






Voodoo Doll

[Verse1:]
The Devil Comes And I Try To Stall And
Soon My Subconscious And Conscious Might Start To Brawl
And I Put Up My Walls
And They Begin To Fall
As This Cunning Demon Takes Me As It Voodoo Doll
Darkness Sets In As The Horns Start To Grow
Suddenly I Become Somebody I Dont Know

[Chorus:]
Whoa-What Do I Do?
Ooh Ooh Ooh Oh
This Body's Temple Of Doom
Whoa-What Can I Say?
To-Ohh-Ohh Oh Make All Of This Go Away
I Got Many Different Names,But 2u It's All The Same
I Be The Crawlin In Your Skin,I Be The Reason 4 Your Sin
I Be The Cunning In Your Charm,And I Be The Needle In Your Arm
Call Me Once Might Let You Got,Call Me Twice And Then Im Gonna Get Ya

[Verse2:]
Mind Playin Tricks On Me
Im Paranoid ,Homie
Nobody Know What Im Going Through
God,I'm So Lonely
I Know I'm Loosin It
I'm Hearing..Wispering
Somebody's Watching Me,Clockin Me,Hear My Heart Tickin'
Worshiping 2gods Can Get You In Deep
Crystal Ball Show You Things You're Not Supposed To See

[Chorus]

You Know I'm Comin For Ya,U Know Im Gonna Get Ya
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Writer: WILL ADAMS, STACY FERGUSON, MARCUS ALEXANDER URANI, HARRISON TODD STAFFORD
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management






Glamorous

[ Featuring Ludacris ]

Are you ready?

If you ain't got no money, take yo' broke ass home, you say it
"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

We flyin' the first class, up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life in the fast lane
I won't change by the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy (are you ready?)
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy

Wear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shoppin' for expensive things
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and bougie scenes
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine
I'm n 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 Grammys
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin' and reminiscin'
On days when I had a Mustang
And now I'm in

First class, up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life in the fast lane
I won't change by the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy (are you ready?)
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy

I'm talkin' Champagne wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothin' but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue to do with us
I got enough money in the bank for the two of us
Plus I gotta keep enough lettuce to support your shoe fetish
Lifestyle so rich and famous, Robin Leach'll get jealous
Half a million for the stones
Takin' 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

We flyin' first class, up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life in the fast lane
I won't change by the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy

I got problems up to here, I got people in my ear
Telling me these crazy things that I don't wanna know (f*ck y'all)
I 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 them days
When I'd rock on MTV, that'd be really dope
Damn, it's been a long road, and the industry is cold
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know

(If you ain't got no money, take yo' broke ass home, you say it)
My daddy told me so
(If you ain't got no money, take yo' broke ass home)
He let his daughter know
(He said, if you ain't got no money, take yo' broke ass home, you say it)
My daddy told me so
(If you ain't got no money, take yo' broke ass home)
He let his daughter know
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Writer: Micaiah Abdul Raheem, Jamal F. Jones, Christopher Brian Bridges, Elvis L. Jr. Williams, William Adams, Stacy Ferguson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Here I Come

[ Featuring will.i.am ]

Here Ya Go...

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
Aint Nobody Rock It Like This
Aint Nobody Out There Swift Like This
Everywhere I Go All I Hear Is This [You're Alright]
Yes I Must Confess (Not Sure Bout That Part)
And Its True We Keeps It Fresh
Cuz Keepin It Fresh Is My Main Interest
Just Stayin Consistent Givin Them Hits
Cant Hate On This

[Bridge:]
Just Be Who You Wanna Wanna
Together We Gonna Gonna
Form A Comunity
Thats Somethin U Cant Stop
Connectin With Everybody
So All Y'all Can Join The Party
Now Be Free To Be Yourself
When U See Double U, Spot

[Chorus:]
And Any Minute Ill Be Rollin Through
So Get Ready, So Get Ready
And Any Minute Ill Be Comin Through
So Get Ready, So Get Ready
Cuz Here We Come, Get Ready Cuz Here We Come
Comin For Yah Baby (Get Ready, Cuz Here We Come)
Takin Yah High Now (Get Ready, Cuz Here We Come)
Get Ready, Cuz Here We Come

[Verse 2:]
Aint Nobody Rip It Like Me
F To The E-R-G-I-E
I Rock It Hardcore For My Fly Ladies
I Rock It, Yes Indeed
I Represent Los Angeles City
Hacienda Heights Is The Vecinity
Old School Homies Still Rollin With Me
Money Dont Change Me

[Bridge:]
Just Be Who You Wanna Wanna
Together We Gonna Gonna
Form A Comunity
Thats Somethin U Cant Stop
Connectin With Everybody
So All Y'all Can Join The Party
Now Be Free To Be Yourself
When U See Double U, Spot

Oh!

[Chorus:]
And Any Minute Ill Be Rollin Through
So Get Ready, So Get Ready
And Any Minute Ill Be Comin Through
So Get Ready, So Get Ready
Cuz Here We Come, Get Ready Cuz Here We Come
Comin For Yah Baby (Get Ready, Cuz Here We Come)
Takin Yah High Now (Get Ready, Cuz Here We Come)
Get Ready, Cuz Here We Come

[Verse 3: Will.I.Am]
Will.I.Am Steppin In Just Like A Gentleman
Dressed To Impress Just To Mess With Them Femines
Buy You Long Island But My Name Aint Gilligan
If I Get U Tipsy Do U Mind If I Fill Him In (Not Sure Bout That)
How Yah Doin? Yea Yea Wats The Dealy
U Can Call Me Willy, U Can Call Me Billy
U Can Call Me Whatever Ud Like, No Really
Just Dont Call Me Up Cuz I Got A Milli-On Dollars In The Bank,
Gotta Be Frank
Captian Hook Chicks Quick To Make You Walk The Plank
Right To The Carribean I Aint Bein Robbed For My Dividends For Not Seein It Comin
I Keep Movin And Runnin, I Keep Shootin And Gunnin
Im Holdin It Down, I Aint Foolin Around
Will.I.Am Bring The Heat In Your Town

[Chorus:]
And Any Minute Ill Be Rollin Through
So Get Ready, So Get Ready
And Any Minute Ill Be Comin Through
So Get Ready, So Get Ready
Cuz Here We Come, Get Ready Cuz Here We Come
Comin For Yah Baby (Get Ready, Cuz Here We Come)
Takin Yah High Now (Get Ready, Cuz Here We Come)
Get Ready, Cuz Here We Come
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Writer: SMOKEY ROBINSON, STACY FERGUSON, WILL ADAMS, WILLIAM ROBINSON JR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management






Velvet

[Verse 1:]
It's Cold Outside ,Why Don't You Come In
I Know, My Walls Are Crumbling
It's Late At Night
And Lately I've Been Alone
But That Could Be Changing
What You Do To Me
Conjures Up Feelings
I've Never Felt Before
And Your Company I Adore
So Deliciously
Gold And Burgundy
Sink Into Me I Feel So Warm

[Chorus:]
I Feel You
I Taste You The Smoothest As Wine
Like Velvet
Can't Help It
This Love's Divine

[Verse 2:]
The Moon Is Full . The Stars Are Aligned
I Know, Just Look Into My Eyes
It's Beautiful, - Your Skin Against Mine
I Hope, You Let Your Mind Take Flight
Under Velvet Skies
Lover We Can Fky Away From The World
Let All Of Our Love Unfurl
What A Gorgeous Ride
You Don't Have To Hide
A Thing From Me, I Am Your Girl

[Chorus:]
I Feel You
I Taste You As Wine
The Smoothest Like Velvet,Can't Help It
This Love's Divine

[Bridge:]
I'm Ready To Fell You
Slowly We Escape
Our Time We Can Take , We Can Take, We Can Take
I'm Ready To Fell You, Fell You , Fell You, Fell You, Fell You, Feel Feel

[Chorus: x2]
I Fell You
I Taste You
The Smoothest As Wine
Like Velvet
Can't Help It
This Love's Divine
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Writer: GEORGE JR PAJON, MICHAEL FRATANTUNO, STACY FERGUSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management






Big Girls Don't Cry

[Intro]
REMIX!!!! Kingston, JR, Fergie
La da da da, La da da da

[Verse 1 - Sean Kingston]
Ring ring, who's calling that's my baby girl on the phone (girl on the phone)
She say she need some space say she wanna leave me alone (leave me alone)
But I ain't tripping cause she said I ain't in the wrong
That's just the way life goes
Lemme know that big girls don't cry but please let me explain (let me explain)
Can we please work things out before you go on your way (on your way)
See I got a lot of things on my mind and I know your feelin' the same (feelin' the same)
Cause the situations outta control

[Chorus - Fergie & Sean Kingston:]
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothin' to do with you
I'm feelin' blue lets work things out
Cause I don't know what to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
but I gotta get a move on with my life
That's just the way it has to go
And big girls don't cry

[Verse 2 - Fergie]
The smell of your skin lingers (lingers)
On me now (C'mon)
Probably on your flight back to your hometown (hometown) (Is that right)
I need some shelter of my own protection baby (baby) (c'mon)
To be with myself and center, clarity
Peace, serenity

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Sean Kingston]
What should I do. I'm missin' you
And I feel so down
Now that your gone, I can't go on
This must be the end

[Chorus]
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Writer: Tobias Gad, Stacy Ferguson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management






Mary Jane Shoes

(feat. Rita Marley and The I Three's)

[Verse 1:]
When I Wear My Mary Jane Shoes
I Can Escare From The Blues
The Whole World
Seems A Little Bit Brighter, Brighter
My Heavy Steps Get A Little Bit Lighter, Lighter

[Chorus:]
Whoa My Mary Jane
Whoa My Mary Jane
Whoa My Mary Jane
Whoa My Mary Jane

[Verse 2:]
When I Wear My Mary Jane Shoes
I'm Just Like A Child In Underoos??
From My Heart 2 My Soles I Fell Like I'm Seven
From My Head 2 My Toes Its Like I'm In Heaven

[Chorus:]
Oh My Mary Jane (Yeah), Oh My Mary Jane,Whoa Now, Oh Now
Oh My Mary Jane (Yeah), Oh My Mary Jane,Whoa Now, Oh Now

[Verse 3:]
When I Wear My Mare Jane Shoes
I Enjoy 2 Spin The Ones And Twos
Music Has Another Dimension (Yeah)
And I Can Dance With A Different Perception
Whoa Oh Oh Oh

[Chorus:]
Oh My Mary Jane (Yeah), Oh My Mary Jane,Whoa Now, Oh Now
Oh My Mary Jane (Yeah), Oh My Mary Jane,Whoa Now, Oh Now

[Verse 1:]
When I Wear My Mary Jane Shoes
I Can Escare From The Blues
The Whole World
Seems A Little Bit Brighter, Brighter
My Heavy Steps Get A Little Bit Lighter, Lighter

[Chorus:]
Whoa My Mary Jane - Whoa My Mary Jane
Whoa My Mary Jane - Whoa My Mary Jane

[Verse 2:]
When I Wear My Mary Jane Shoes
I'm Just Like A Child In Underoos??
From My Heart 2 My Soles I Fell Like I'm Seven
From My Head 2 My Toes Its Like I'm In Heaven

[Chorus:]
Oh My Mary Jane (Yeah), Oh My Mary Jane,Whoa Now, Oh Now
Oh My Mary Jane (Yeah), Oh My Mary Jane,Whoa Now, Oh Now

[Verse 3:]
When I Wear My Mare Jane Shoes
I Enjoy 2 Spin The Ones And Twos
Music Has Another Dimension (Yeah)
And I Can Dance With A Different Perception
Whoa Oh Oh Oh

[Chorus:]
Oh My Mary Jane (Yeah), Oh My Mary Jane,Whoa Now, Oh Now
Oh My Mary Jane (Yeah), Oh My Mary Jane,Whoa Now, Oh Now
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Writer: STACY FERGUSON, VINCENT FORD, WILL ADAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management






Losing My Ground

[Intro:]
Don't know what day it is
What's going on?
Is this real?
Oh no, no, no, no, no

[Verse 1:]
I woke up short of breath, but I've still got a long day ahead of me
I don't know what day it is but tell me 'cuz I gotta know who to be
Is this me up in the mirror? 'Cuz I thought it was somebody else
Well it's a realization, when you find out you don't even wanna look at yourself

[Chorus:]
Where do I go?
What do I do?
Who do I turn to?
I'm losing my ground
Who am I now?
Where does it end?
How did it all begin?
I'm losing my ground

[Verse 2:]
Well, hit my feet, it time to hit the streets
And get my life back together again
Well, this place is all a masquerade
So tell me where in line can I cut in?
Downtown wandering aimlessly around still don't know what I'm tryin' to find
Well you could flash all the pretty lights in front of me, I still won't see the signs

[Chorus:]
Where do I go?
Who do I turn to?
I'm losing my ground
Who am I now?
Where does it end?
How did it all begin?
I'm losing my ground

I'm losing my
I'm losing my

I'm losing my ground
Where do I go?
What do I do?
Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I do?
Why do I do?
Why do I do?

Don't wanna go back there
Don't wanna go back there
Where do I go?
What do I do?
Who do I turn to?
I'm loosing my ground
Who am I now?
Where does it end?
How did it all begin?
I'm losing my ground
Ground
I'm losing my
I'm losing my
I'm losing my ground.
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Writer: ROBB K BOLDT, STACY FERGUSON, STEFANIE J RIDEL, STEPHANIE SANDSTROM
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Finally

(feat. John Legend)

MMMMMMMMMM

Ever since I was a baby girl I had a dream
Cinderella theme
Crazy as it seems
Always knew that deep inside that there would come a day
When I would have to way
Make so many mistakes
I could'nt comprehend
As I watched it unfold
This classic story told I left it in the cold
Walking through an open door that led me back to you
Each one unlocking more of the truth

I finally stopped tripping on my youth
I finally got lost inside of you
I finally know that I needed to grow
And finally my maze has been solved

[chorus:]
Finally
Now my destiny can begin
Though it will have a different set
Something strange and new is happening
Finally
Now my life doesn't seem so bad
Its the best that I've ever had
Give my love to him finally

MMMMMMMM

I remember the beggining you already knew
I acted like a fool
Just trying to be cool
Fronting like it didn't matter
I just ran away
On another face
Was lost in my own space
Found what its like to hurt selfishly
Scared to give of me
Afraid to just believe
I was in a jealous, insecure, pathetic place
Stumbled through the nets that I have made

Finally got out of my own way
I've Finally started living for today
I finally know that I needed to grow
And finally know that

[chorus:]
Finally
Now my destiny can begin
Though we will have a different set
Something strange and new is happening
Finally
Now my life doesn't seem so bad
Its the best that I've ever had
Gave my love to him Finally

MMMMMMMM

Finally, Finally

Finally
Now my destiny can begin
Though it will have a different set
Something beautiful is happening, happening
Finally
Now my life doesn't seem so bad
Give my love to him finally

Ohhhhhhh, Finally, Finally, finally
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Writer: JOHN LEGEND, STACY FERGUSON, STEFANIE J. RIDEL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave






Israel Nights (Maybe We Can Take a Ride)

Maybe we can take a ride
Maybe we can take a real long ride

Maybe we can take a ride
Maybe we can take a real long ride

Maybe we can take a ride
Maybe we can take a real long ride

And I can make you try
And I can make you try

Maybe we can take a ride
Maybe we can take a real long ride

And I can make you try
And I can make you try

Maybe we can take a ride
Maybe we can take a real long ride

And I can make you try
And I can make you try

Maybe we can take a ride
Maybe we can take a real long ride

And I can make you try
And I can make you try

Maybe we can take a ride
Maybe we can take a real long ride
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher






Back to: Fergie


The Dutchess is the debut studio album by American singer-songwriter and rapper Fergie. It was released through A&M Records and the will.i.am Music Group on September 13, 2006. Her first solo effort, it was recorded between the Black Eyed Peas' tour in 2005, and the songs were written in the eight years preceding its release. Fergie wanted to create an autobiographical album that would be more intimate between her and the listener. Musically, it experiments with different music genres, including pop, hip hop, R&B, reggae, punk rock and soul. Lyrically, it contains themes about critics, love, and her personal drug abuse and addiction.

The Dutchess peaked at number two on the US Billboard 200 and was praised by music critics for its production and Fergie's vocals, but some criticized its lyrics and felt the material was not strong enough for her voice. It has since been considered an influential pop album of the 2000s. It was certified five times platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) and platinum by the British Phonographic Industry (BPI), and has sold 12 million copies worldwide. It was nominated for the 2008 Grammy Award for Best Female Pop Vocal Performance ("Big Girls Don't Cry") and the 2008 Juno Award for International Album of the Year, among other accolades.

The Dutchess is one of the best-selling albums of the 2000s, propelled by five of its singles which set a number of records. "Big Girls Don't Cry", "Glamorous", and "London Bridge" topped the Billboard Hot 100, and "Clumsy" and "Fergalicious" appeared within the top five, making Fergie the second female to achieve three Billboard Hot 100 topping singles from one album. Those singles also sold over two million digital downloads individually in the United States, setting a record in the digital era for the most multi-platinum singles from one album, which Fergie held until 2012.
Performed By: Fergie
Genre(s): Pop, hip hop, R&B
Producer(s): will.i.am, Ron Fair, Printz Board, Rob Boldt, Keith Harris, John Legend, George Pajon, Polow da Don
Length: 58:00
Released: September 13th, 2006
Year: 2006

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