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Showdown, Pts. 1 & 2
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Isley Brothers
The Isley Brothers
Performer
Ernie Isley
Ernie Isley
Bass
O'Kelly Isley Jr.
O'Kelly Isley Jr.
Vocals
Ronald Isley
Ronald Isley
Vocals
Christopher Jasper
Christopher Jasper
Keyboards
Everett Collins
Everett Collins
Congas
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ernest Isley
Ernest Isley
Composer
O'Kelly Isley Jr.
O'Kelly Isley Jr.
Composer
Ronald Isley
Ronald Isley
Composer
Chris Jasper
Chris Jasper
Composer
The Isley Brothers
The Isley Brothers
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Isley Brothers
The Isley Brothers
Producer
Leo Sacks
Leo Sacks
Producer
Tony Martell
Tony Martell
Executive Producer

Lyrics

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 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} {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
Writer(s): Jeff Lynne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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