Sunny Sweeney - If I Could - cellphone ringtone
newinsc36237818
14 sec - Feb 1, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Sunny-Sweeney/If-I-Could-/ Full Song Lyrics: D. Dickers I could write a symphony or kill you with stupidity your eyes the wouldn't even blink I'm not your type of man I think I'd gladly give my heart to you but I don't think you want me to cos thinking's all I ever did and actin' like a little kid And if you could see me now it would surely help to ease the pain somehow and if I would call your name would you smile and walk away or be askin' me to stay If shyness was a prize to wear then I would be a millionaire our love is like a picture book there's nothing you can do but look So I don't want to break the ice cos watching you is twice as nice but nothing in the way you do is givin' me the slightest clue And if you could see me now It would surely help to ease the pain Somehow and if I would call your name would you smile and walk away or be askin' me to stay And if you could see me now and if I would call your name and if you could see me now

Mark Chesnutt - Blame It On Texas - ringtone
brenjob58145010
14 sec - Feb 1, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Mark-Chesnutt/Blame-It-On-Texas-/ Full Song Lyrics: I been having a ball since I was a boy in Beaumont I love that town but I just couldn't stay Two-stepped all the way to Amarillo Shuffled my way into Santa Fe I just had to see she sunset out in Frisco The golden gate is great, but it ain't home Give me a Rodeo Blame it on Texas don't blame it on me I am what I am, and That's what I'm gonna be You can say what you wanna say, 'bout my insanity Blame it on Texas, don't blame it on me Met a girl out in eastern Oklahoma, Her daddy was a Tulsa millionaire Miles and Miles of oil wells he'd leave her All a man could want was waiting there One night while she lay sleeping, I slipped away Like no man in his right mind would do, call me a fool Blame it on Texas don't blame it on me I am what I am, and That's what I'm gonna be You can say what you wanna say, 'bout my insanity Blame it on Texas, don't blame it on me You can say what you wanna say, 'bout my insanity Blame it on Texas, Don't blame it on me

Good Charlotte - Festival Song - cell ring tone
sammc2927135578
29 sec - Feb 1, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Good-Charlotte/Festival-Song/ Full Song Lyrics: I don't care about a thing today I used to but I'm fed up And I can hear the words you say, I wish that you would shut up I got responsibility That is my liability A menace to society...At least that's what they say to me But tonight, tonight, it's on tonight I don't want your boring life And I don't want your 9 to 5 Or anyone to tell me how to live my life People always tell me not to waste my time To get a real job and get back in line You can say I'll never be a millionaire Tell me this guitar won't get me anywhere I got responsibility That is my liability I'm questioning authority Festival Song lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com They say there's not a chance for me But tonight, tonight, its on tonightI don't want your boring lifeAnd I don't want your 9 to 5 Or anyone to tell me how to live my life Your future's no future Your future's no future your futures no futurei control my futureBut tonight, tonight, its on tonightI don't want your boring lifeAnd I don't want your 9 to 5 Or anyone to tell me how to live my life Im leavin im leavin im leavintonight

KANYE WEST AFTERPARTY
geetwo2002
1 min - Feb 1, 2008

And it don't get no BIGGER than FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS…..

This Friday, Oct 12, @ LEVEL 88 get ready to experience THE GOOD LIFE! Official Kanye West Afterparty!

Live Jazz By Higher Ground followed by….

3 DJs, Millionaire, Whitey & Lawbreaker

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Party starts @ 9p

No Cover before 10:30p w/ Pass from stayonthego.com!

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October Birthdays $5 til Midnight

This is gonna be the sexiest and one of the crunkest FNL yet….GET THERE EARLY!!

money making with herbalife
nzmoreincome
4 min - Feb 1, 2008

Get a preview of what a business oportunity you can get with herbalife or check www.nzmoreincome.com for an info pack

3/3 Ray Romano on Celebrity Millionaire
Sashinator0
8 min - Feb 1, 2008

Ray Romano, the last contestant on the first edition of Celebrity Millionaire

Life Changing System
GiveGetRich
3 min - Feb 1, 2008

www.Give-Get-Rich.com

Down AKA Kilo - Be About It I'm Coming Home To You - music tone
Maroni0413
19 sec - Jan 31, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Down-AKA-Kilo/Be-About-It-Im-Coming-Home-To-You-/ Full Song Lyrics: featuring Mannie Fresh &amp Lac Intro - Baby w/ ad-libs Oh yeah nigga, holla at ya boy Oh yeah, holla at ya boy You under smell, number one motherfka Bird-Bezzy, Baby Bird call brrrrrrrrr Mannie Fresh, laced me wit this beat, you know Yeah You under smell it, we got's to get some money baby Ma I got to look good We got to get this cheese nigga Verse 1 - Baby Nigga flip on the block, the birds flew in I pick up a bite, I attend to the wind Shit, hungry dogs lyin town, dogs on the ground Niggas hustlin, and pimpin tryna put it down Pitch off the mound, that third world clown We hustle for the money, we scramble for the pound It's pimpin uptown, the boy in the lounge Put the ice on the shelf, put the whips up clown So put the whips up nigga, the Bird's in town We tryna get the money, the jewels, the brown Big houses, pimpin, shine uptown Never gon' stop, we millionaire bound, be-atch Mannie Fresh Mr. Pimp Pickle, walk wit a wiggle Keep a project bitch, and she gotta have that giggle It's &quotSex In the City&quot every time she get wit me Wit her - up and down, and up - she pussy whipped But her pimp gon' take it, or pull it out and break it off Stop for ya pop, look her in her face, then shake it off A different day another dollar, see ya later I will holla Valet please could you bring around my Impala Chorus - Mannie Fresh I got to go, and you got to leave I'm in the wind baby, pleave believe That you won't be coming back Get yo hat, yo coat And walk on out the do' Cause you won't be, coming back Verse 2 - Baby It ain't nothin to a balla ma, cook somethin right I need some chicken, French fries, need it off top Lace my ride, black wall my tires Bought mami to the mall, Stiletto boots, skirt tie I worked her ride, I beamed her a line She love a balla baby, Birdman pimp fly Smoke hydro, we do it all night Mannie Fresh, Baby, CMR for life Lac Lil' funky, nasty bitch, I pay you to fk For what bitch, better catch ya cut I'm not a rat's haven, for hoes, I'ma piiiimp Make them hoes call me Caddy Daddy Sliiiim I'ma mac'a, break a gear and a game Show a hotter hustle niggas, and bring head of the change Who you think brought that Caddy, and that brand new Range Wit them 24's on 'em, and all that blang - bitch Chorus w/ ad-libs Verse 3 - Baby I could give you what you want ma, you give me what I need Make ya fly like a bird, and stay dressed to a T Wit Stunna on ya neck, Smith-N-Wesson on the seat Kitchen countin loot, I'm in the streets gettin money Pimpin is a natural, on hoes I'm wit it You never ride accurate, just dance and business And we do the best of thangs, and we never slow down We keep it all hood, cause that's how it's goin out Slide in this ma, go holla at ya dogs And have a good time, and head to the mall I'ma take you to the block, wit the crack and mac But it's the Birdman daddy, got the stacks of stacks Chorus w/ ad-libs

50 Cent - Heat - ringtone
moshikdor0164
21 sec - Jan 31, 2008

Get the ringtone:

http://www.ringtonegal.com/50-Cent/Heat/

Full Song Lyrics:

Skit
Aye you want some of this shit
Naw, I don't want that shit
I don't give a fk, I don't play dat shit
And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a nigga
Man SHUT the fk up
Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down
You see that brick house right there
That's the nigga crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up
I'ma get in the other car
Aight a car revs up
gunshots

Chorus: 50 Cent
If there's beef, cock it and dump it, the drama really means nothin
To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out brains out
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out thangs out
I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfkin tape in court
I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin
Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin,
homie I ain't playin

50 Cent
Keep thinkin I'm candy till ya fkin skull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-da-box
In the hood summer time is the killing season
It's hot out this bitch that's a good 'nuff reason
I've seen gangsta's get religious when they start bleedin
Sayin Lord, Jesus Help Me cause they ass leakin
When they window roll down and that A.K. come out
You can squeeze ya lil handgun until you run out
And you can run for ya back-up
But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up
God's on ya side, shit I'm aight wit that
We reload them clips and come right back
It's a fact homie, you go against me ya fked
I get the drop, if you can duck, ya luckier then Lady Luck
Look nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood
'cause ya momma still around dog, and that ain't good
Heat lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com

If you was smart you'd be shook of me
'cause I'd get tired of lookin for ya, spray ya momma crib, and let ya ass look for me

Chorus

50 Cent
My heart bleeds for you nigga, I can't wait to get to you
Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the bitch in you
Nigga you know the streets talk
So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks
I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride till the sun burn out
If I die today, I'm happy how my life turned out
See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself
Locked up I was in a box by myself
I done made myself a millionaire by myself
Now, shit changed motherfker I can hire some help
I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood
But ya shooter fin'nin to get shot it won't do 'em no good
With a pistol I define the definition of pain
If you survive ya bones'll still fkin hurt when it rain
Oh you a pro at playin battleship well this ain't the same
Lil homie this is a whole different type of war game
See the losers end up in shackles of motherfkin chains
Or laid out in the streets leakin out they brains

Chorus

50 Cent
After the fist fights it's gunfire boy you get the best of me best of me
If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testin me testin me
All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessin me blessin me
Fin'nin to run rap 'cause Dr. Dre got the recipe the recipe, recipe

Yeah, uh ha, aye Dre
You got me feelin real bulletproof up in this motherfker
'cause my windows on my motherfkin Benz is bulletproof nigga
'cause my motherfkin vest is bulletproof nigga
'cause my motherfkin hat is bulletproof nigga
But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a fkin concussion
Better that then a hole in the head right nigga, heh heh ha ha

Seether - Simplest Mistake - cell ringtone
joshb12377735281
17 sec - Jan 31, 2008

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Seether/Simplest-Mistake-/ Full Song Lyrics: Watch it blow my mind It's something I am ill-prepared to remedy But let it slow the time It takes to die and close your eyes to your enemy Defy Self-made millionaires won't take ideas From all the little plebeians just suffocate with smiles And force fed lies And close your mind to reality Deny It feels like I'm losing again Simplest Mistake lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com When I've lost everything I'm sure I will see more clearly Lose what I'm feeling to them And not feeling anything I'm sure I will bleed sincerely Tonight So you make the simplest mistake So you make the simplest mistake And fearlessly you deny your involvement in my demise But give me your open hand