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The Isley Brothers

Genres: R&B

Showdown Lyrics - The Isley Brothers

I feel that the time is here 

For you to bring your body here 

And give me what I've waited for 

Hurry up and come on in and close the door 

I'm about to get up on it 

Feed me girl cause I'm so hungry 

Got plenty money but I'm still lonely 

Gotta have you now 'cause me so 

 

Black and Asian girl 

Tattoo on your tummy 

Thugged out as hell 

But I'mma make you love me 

Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it's on 

I promise you I will do all these words to this song 

 

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Showdown 

I'm about to lay your body down 

Rodeo be like up and down 

'Bout to show you how I throw down 

It's about to be a showdown 

I'm about to lay your body down 

My rodeo be like up and down 

'Bout to show you how I throw down 

Baby it's about to be a 

 

{Da da da da da da da 

Aisha, daddy's home baby 

Aisha, what's going on? 

Aisha, hmmm 

What is this? Hmmm} 

 

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{Hello, hello! 

Yeah Francis 

Hello? 

Francis, it's me Frank 

Stop I'm on the phone, who is this? 

Frank, listen turn the music down 

Hold on, didn't I tell you not to talk to me I'm on the phone! 

You know when I'm on the phone 

You don't supposed to be talking to me like that} 

 

{Hello 

Yeah Francis 

Yeah 

Is Aisha over there? 

Aisha ain't over here 

Well do you know where she is? 

No, I don't know where she is} 

 

{You don't know where she is? 

No, I don't know where she is, Frank 

I ain't got nothing to do with all y'alls business, that's on y'all 

Now wait a minute, I didn't ask you all that 

I just want to know where she is, and if you don't know, that's it 

Then that's it then} 

 

I'll be making you my lady 

S E got me going crazy 

Anything that you want me to do 

I'll do anything 'cause I'm feeling you 

Off in the club girl you dance so freaky 

Tongue diamond pierced with a look that's kinky 

Acting like you want me to turn you 

Attitude like what, Kelly take me now 

 

Black and Asian girl 

Tattoo on your tummy 

Doped out and scared 

But I'mma make you love me 

Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it's on 

I promise I will do all the words to this song 

 

Showdown 

I'm about to lay your body down 

My rodeo be like up and down 

'Bout to show you how I throw down 

Baby it's about to be a 

 

{Holla 

Yeah, TJ 

Yeah 

Listen get up right now 

I'm up man, what you need be? 

I need you to meet me at the forum 

Oh and saddle up the horses, we gone take us a little ride 

Word up, I'm on my way one} 

 

{Angie 

Hmmm? 

Angie 

Hmmm? 

Wake up girl, move over, I gotta go, I'll be back 

What you mean? What's going on? 

Business} 

 

{What kind of business? 

My business! 

Can I come? 

Haven't you come enough? 

TJ! 

No, look I'll be back alright? Go to sleep} 

 

Now give me the mic so I can get buck wild 

Like fiesta, fiesta still moving the crowd 

Out of all the girls I've loved before 

Got plenty of honeys 

Puff puff give now let me hit it once more 

Fake ass niggas get out and close my door 

It's my house for me to live not yours 

If I wanted to I could on the floors 

 

Through the doors like a western flick, the club is crunked 

Henney and Chris you know that boy's tore up 

About 8 or 9 black stallions riding up 

It's Mr. Biggs screaming showdown 

I'm like, what? 

 

Now Kelly 

It's not enough room in this town 

For you and me so let's get down 

I'm sick and tired of you and this down low fight 

From contagious all the way to Mrs. Price 

You done it now with Ms. Black Aisha 

I knew something was funny when she stopped paging 

House, cars, shopping malls 

Man I tell you it's a battle call 

 

Like a raging bull I'm about to charge you 

Kelly you won't see tomorrow 

It's time to put an end to your late night creeps 

Now any last words before my pistol speaks 

 

Mr. Biggs 

Now no disrespect but man I'm tired 

'Cause all these years it's my back you've been riding 

We been in and out of fights on these videos 

Now it's about time you felt the real rodeo 

See I dated Lila '98 of September 

You took her from me, yeah right you don't remember 

I remember so clearly we were coming from an opera 

How clever you were when you slipped her your number 

 

I know that makes y'all wanna know 

Who's really on the down low 

You wonder why we're always at it, there it is 

Sleeves up Mr. Biggs 'cause I'm about to get 

Wild, Wild West, sick and tired of your mess 

You put me to the test and now I'm sticking out my chest 

So any last words before I draw these cannons 

'Cause when the smoke clears I'll be the last man standing at the 

 

Showdown 

I'm about to lay your body down 

Rodeo be like up and down 

'Bout to show you how I throw down 

It's about to be a showdown 

I'm about to lay your body down 

My rodeo be like up and down 

'Bout to show you how I throw down 

Baby it's about to be a 

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