Licci Nicci's and Mistress's Jive Thread

[Mistress]

Cheer's Theme




Makin' yo' way in da world today snatchs everythin' you've gots. Snatchin'
some braik from all yo' worries, shaw would help some lot. Amen!

Wouldn't yo' ass likes t' git away?

Sometimes yo' ass wanna go

Where everybody knows yo' name,
an' they be 24/7 glad yo' ass came. Man!
Yo' ass wanna be where yo' ass kin spot,
our troubles be all da same
Yo' ass wanna be where everybody knows
Yo' name. Word.

Yo' ass wanna go where sucka's know,
sucka's be all da same,
Yo' ass wanna go where everybody knows
yo' name.

 

[scylis]

it's Disco Scylis

*walks in in a white polyester disco suit and starts dancing like i'm John Travolta*

 

[Mistress]

Charles In Charge

Fresh boy in da ghetto
Lives downstairs an' it be dug.
He’s dair plum t' snatch badass care o' me,
Likes he’s one o' da damn relashuns.

Charles in Charge
O' our days an' our nights
Charles in Charge
O' our wrongs an' our rights

An' I sin', I want,
I want Charge in Charge o' me.

Charles in Charge
O' our days an' our nights
Charles in Charge
O' our wrongs an' our rights

An' I sin', I want,
I want Charge in Charge o' me

 

[TygerEyez]

Hmm.. saw Cheer thought Cher

They called us gypsies, tramps, an' thieves
We haih' it from da sucka's in da town.
They called us gypsies, trampes, an' thieves.
But every night, all da dudes would come around.
An' lay deir braid waaay down.

or you got the misheard lyrics:

They called us gypsies, chimpanzees
We haih' it from da sucka's in da town.
They called us gypsies, chimpanzees.
But every night, all da dudes would come around.
An' lay dat monkey waaay down.

 

[Mistress]

Full House Theme

Whut eva' went down t' predictibility?
Da milkman, da papuh'boy, prime time T-V. Step up.

Everywhere yo' ass peek , everywhere yo' ass go (down low, dair be some heart).
Dair be some heart
Some hand t' hold onto.

Everywhere yo' ass peek , everywhere yo' ass go.
Dair be some face
O' somebody who needs yo' ass.

Eveywhere yo' ass peek,
When u r lost out dair an' u r all monk-like,
Some light be waitin' t' carry yo' ass crib,
Everywhere yo' ass peek.
Everywhere yo' ass peek.

 

[scylis]

*shakes my tight polyester-clad ass for all it's worth*

 

[Mistress]

*shakes my tight polyester-clad ass for all it's worth*

Woohooo!


Bee Gees

STAYIN' ALIVE


Well you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man: No time to talk.
Music loud and women warm
I've been kicked around
Since I was born
and now it's all right
It's o.k. and you may look the other way.
We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother
You're stayin' alive
stayin' alive
Feel the city breakin' and ev'rybody shakin'
And we're stayin' alive
stayin' alive
Ah
ha
ha
ha stayin' alive
stayin' alive
Ah
ha
ha
ha
stayin' alive.
Well now I get low and I get high

And if I can't get eigher
I really try
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes
I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose
You know it's all right
It's o.k.
I'll live to see another day
We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man
. . .
Life goin' nowhere
somebody help me
Sombody help me
yeah
Li;fe goin' nowhere
somebody help me
yeah
Stayin' alive

Well you can tell by the way I use my walk
. . .

 

[TygerEyez]

Carol O'Connor'd be pissed...

Boy da way Glen Milla' played
Songs dat made da damn hit parade. What it is, Mama!
Guys likes us we had it made,
Dose-dair wuz da days.
An' yo' ass know'd who yo' ass wuz den,
Goats wuz goats an' dudes wuz dudes,
Mista' we could 'esploit some dude
Likes Herbert Hoova' again.
Didn't need no federal cheese state,
Everybody pulled wassups weight.
Gee our played out Lasalle ran great.
Dose-dair wuz da days.

 

[Mistress]

In Jive....

Well yo' ass kin tell by da way I 'esploit mah ankle
I is some ho's dude, dig dis: No time t' rap. 'S coo', bro.
Beat loud an' hos warm
I've been kicked around
Since I wuz born
an' now it be all right
It be o.k. an' yo' ass may peek da otha' way.
We kin try t' dig da Harlem Times' effect on dude
Whetha' u r some brotha' o' whetha' u r some mama
U r stayin' alive
stayin' alive
Feel da hood braikin' an' ev'rybody shakin'
An' we be stayin' alive
stayin' alive
Ah
ha
ha
ha stayin' alive
stayin' alive
Ah
ha
ha
ha
stayin' alive.
Well now I git low an' I git high

An' if I caint git eigha'
I tru-ly try
Gots da wings o' haiven on mah shoes
I is some dancin' dude an' I plum caint lose
Yo' ass know it be all right
It be o.k.
I gots'ta live t' spot anotha' day
We kin try t' dig da Harlem Times' effect on dude
. . Word. .
Life goin' nowhere
somebody help me
Sombody help me
yaih
Li;fe goin' nowhere
somebody help me
yaih
Stayin' alive

Well yo' ass kin tell by da way I 'esploit mah ankle
. . Right on! . Yo' mama.

 

[Mistress]

Re: Carol O'Connor'd be pissed...

Boy da way Glen Milla' played
Songs dat made da damn hit parade. What it is, Mama!
Guys likes us we had it made,
Dose-dair wuz da days.
An' yo' ass know'd who yo' ass wuz den,
Goats wuz goats an' dudes wuz dudes,
Mista' we could 'esploit some dude
Likes Herbert Hoova' again.
Didn't need no federal cheese state,
Everybody pulled wassups weight.
Gee our played out Lasalle ran great.
Dose-dair wuz da days.

LOL, he's rolling over in his grave right now....

 

[TygerEyez]

*snickers*

Couldn't resist.. watched an old episode last night.

Oh, god... You're not going to believe me.

*leans in and whispers* Time to Jive-in-nate Michael Jackson!!!!

 

[scylis]

*takes off my suitcoat and tosses it into the screaming crowd, where it is over tooth and nail, then starts dancing again*

 

[Mistress]

Beat It

*snickers*

Couldn't resist.. watched an old episode last night.

Oh, god... You're not going to believe me.

*leans in and whispers* Time to Jive-in-nate Michael Jackson!!!!

They told him duzn't yo' ass eva' come around in da house
Don' u wanna spot yo' face, yo' ass betta' disappaih'
Da fire's in deir eyes an' deir words be tru-ly claih'
So's whup' it, plum whup' it

Yo' ass betta' run, yo' ass betta' do whut yo' ass kin
Don' u wanna spot no blood, duzn't be some macho dude
Yo' ass wanna be tough, betta' do whut yo' ass kin
So's whup' it, but yo' ass wanna be way baaad

Plum whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Showin' how funky an' cock diesel be yo' fight
It doesn't matta' who's wrong o' right
Plum whup' it, whup' it
Plum whup' it, whup' it
Plum whup' it, whup' it
Plum whup' it, whup' it

They be out t' git yo' ass, betta' laive while yo' ass kin
Don' u wanna be some boy, yo' ass wanna be some dude
Yo' ass wanna stay alive, betta' do whut yo' ass kin
So's whup' it, plum whup' it

Yo' ass got'ta show them dat u r tru-ly not scared
U r playin' wit' yo' life, dis ain't no troof o' dare
They gonna kick yo' ass, den they whup' yo' ass,
Den they gonna tell yo' ass it be fair
So's whup' it, but yo' ass wanna be way baaad

Plum whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Showin' how funky an' cock diesel be yo' fight
It doesn't matta' who's wrong o' right

Plum whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Showin' how funky an' cock diesel be yo' fight
It doesn't matta' who's wrong o' right

Plum whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Showin' how funky an' cock diesel be yo' fight
It doesn't matta' who's wrong o' right
Plum whup' it, whup' it
Whup' it, whup' it, whup' it

Whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Showin' how funky an' cock diesel be yo' fight
It doesn't matta' who's wrong o' who's right

Plum whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Showin' how funky an' cock diesel be yo' fight
It doesn't matta' who's wrong o' right

Plum whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Showin' how funky an' cock diesel be yo' fight
It doesn't matta' who's wrong o' right
Plum whup' it, whup' it
Whup' it, whup' it, whup' it

Whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Showin' how funky an' cock diesel be yo' fight
It doesn't matta' who's wrong o' who's right

Plum whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Showin' how funky an' cock diesel be yo' fight
It doesn't matta' who's wrong o' right

Plum whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Showin' how funky an' cock diesel be yo' fight
It doesn't matta' who's wrong o' right

Plum whup' it, whup' it, whup' it, whup' it
No one be hankerin' t' be defeated
Plum whup' it, whup' it
Whup' it, whup' it, whup' it

 

[scylis]

*jumps on top of an old car, grabs my crotch and thrusts my other hand into the air*
HHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*the windows in the car explode outward in a spray of glass shards*

 

[TygerEyez]

OMFG!!!! *cracks up laughing*

Great, I'm going to be singing "Plum whup it, whup it" as I go to work in a hospital. Those nuns are gonna freak.

*snickers and bookmarks this thread* Gotta save this for later!

See ya, Mistress!!

 

[Mistress]

*jumps on top of an old car, grabs my crotch and thrusts my other hand into the air*
HHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*the windows in the car explode outward in a spray of glass shards*

No wonder Micheal could do that, must be a white guy thing?

 

[Mistress]

Hehehe later Nicci

 

[scylis]

had the video of "Smooth Criminal" by AAF in my head, and you started with the MJ stuff, and.....

 

[TygerEyez]

I love that new version of Smooth Criminal!!!

Everytime it comes on, I start head-banging.. not that I'm a headbanger type girl, but.... Well you know!!!

Word.