Kregg Barentine

Kregg Barentine

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Love Is Something We Do

Written By: James Kregg Barentine and Terry Allen Stainback

Love Is Something We Do

I can read u like a page from Shakespeare whenever u near don’t fear I’m here, never late 2 step up to da plate and be a man about it, let me be da one 2 take the pain away shawty, u my holiday getaway my rhythm ‘n rhyme, u the whole universe both space ‘n time, it’s true aint u feelin me I’m feelin u and by now cant u tell love is something we do?

What is love, is it an entry way, a romantic secret garden where we both can play? What is love, is it just for 2day and if so girl, how we gonna make it stay? Here and now, I’m a be wit u, I’m a hold u thru-out the night we gonna see it thru. Here and now, cuz every day is new when u realize, little momma, love is something we do.

Whenever one door close another open up though we’ve both been hurt before enough is enough, we’ve got nothing 2 hide it’s safe 2 come inside keep u satisfied, maybe u can be my bride, do u remember the time when your pet dog die – I was your shoulder to cry on I shared your grief and pain, I’m a be your protector and I listen 2 u, through the good and the bad love is something we do.

What is love, is it an entry way, a romantic secret garden where we both can play? What is love, is it just for 2day and if so girl, how we gonna make it stay? Here and now, I’m a be wit u, I’m a hold u thru-out the night we gonna see it thru. Here and now, cuz every day is new when u realize, little momma, love is something we do.

Get ready, pack your bags, it’s goin down on the other side the world, anywhere love is found, Paris, France or Italy, baby, I get around I’ll be your personal guide give u the castle ‘n crown. Imagine the earth without the moon or a song without a tune or a flower without a scent of perfume, if there’s someone who brings it all together it’s u, when 2 hearts beat as one love is something we do.

What is love, is it an entry way, a romantic secret garden where we both can play? What is love, is it just for 2day and if so girl, how we gonna make it stay? Here and now, I’m a be wit u, I’m a hold u thru-out the night we gonna see it thru. Here and now, cuz every day is new when u realize, little momma, love is something we do. Love is something we do.

Diamonds Are A Girl's Worst Friend

Written By: James Kregg Barentine and James Kaufman

At the mall - Saturday – Shopping was her time to play
Jewelry store – glittering – couples buying bling bling
If she hadn’t been blinded by a karat that shines
Maybe she’d have seen the early warning signs,

When there ain’t no farmer’s tan underneath his wedding band
Claims he’s working late, on the road, or at the gym
When romance is at the end and you have to play pretend
Then diamonds (diamonds), diamonds are a girl’s worst friend.

Down in the dumps, disenchanted, tired of being taken for granted
She came home early, what the hell!? - caught him with that Jezebel!
Nowhere to hide, he knew he was a goner
For cheating with her best friend and ex-maid of honor

When there ain’t no farmer’s tan underneath his wedding band
Raging blind, out your mind, taking revenge
When romance is at the end and you have to play pretend
Then diamonds (diamonds), diamonds are a girl’s worst -

Result was aggravated assault and it looked like jail for sure
But none were prepared when the jury declared
For quittin’ him they were acquittin’ her

When there ain’t no farmer’s tan underneath his wedding band
A princess cut’s nothing but a heartache within
When romance is at the end and you have to play pretend
Then diamonds (diamonds), diamonds are a girl’s
diamonds (diamonds), diamonds are a girl’s
diamonds (diamonds), diamonds are a girl’s worst friend.

Sam The Clam

Written By: James Kregg Barentine

Sam The Clam, famed throughout the land,
Kickin’ back at the beach lying in the sand
Can you dig it? …Can you dig it?
Sam The Clam says, “That’s what I am”,
“I wouldn’t want to perpetrate a scam.”
Can you dig it? …Can you dig it?
“But before you decide where the blame is put,
I’m gonna dance around and tap my foot.”
Go, Sam! Sam the Clam! Go, Sam! Sam the Clam!

Sam The Clam, sings in a band
Writes songs about the sea and has a lot of fans,
Can you dig it? …Said can you dig it?
Sam the Clam, he’s a ladies man
Bikinis hoppin’ at Sam’s command
Can you dig it? …Said can you dig it?
But before he’s gone and his song is sung,
He’ll serenade you in his native tongue.
Go, Sam! Sam the Clam! Go, Sam! Sam the Clam!

Sam the Clam, give the man a hand
And the crowd goes wild as he takes the stand,
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
But before he’s done and the lights go out
He’s gonna make you all sing and shout.
Say yeah, yeah, oh yeah!
He’s coming down like a hurricane
Go, Sam! Sam the Clam! Go, Sam! Sam the Clam!

Santa Swings

Written By: James Kregg Barentine

Workin’ elves never stoppin (never stoppin’)
The man is hoppin’ (the man is hoppin’)
In his nice red zoot suit (nice red zoot suit)
And his Christmas boots (Christmas boots)
Double checking all things (checking all things)
Hey, cats, don’t you know Santa swings?

Santa swings, (he’s flyin’ high),
You’d better not pout and you’d better not cry.
Santa swings, he’ll be cuttin’ a rug,
Now watch all the reindeer jitterbug!

Candy cane makers (candy cane makers)
And the holiday bakers (holiday bakers)
Workin’ ‘round the clock (round the clock)
Helpin’ Santa to rock (Santa to rock)
All the presents he’ll be bringin’-
Hey kids, don’t you know Santa’s swingin’!

[Chorus]

All the toys sing- Hey (Hey) Ho ho ho (ho ho ho)
(Shout/Answer section)

Santa swings, (he’s flyin’ high),
You’d better not pout and you’d better not cry.
Santa swings, down the chimney feet first
And right back up before I sing the last verse!

Clutter on the rooftop (clutter on the rooftop)
Ain’t nothin’ but a hoof hop (nothin’ but a hoof hop)
Elves fingers are snappin’ (elves fingers are snappin’)
And the toys, they are a clappin’ (toys, they are a clappin’)
Merry Christmas to all and the joy that it brings,
Hey, world, don’t you know Santa swings?

[Chorus]

Santa swings, he’s flyin’ high
You’d better not pout and you’d better not cry
Santa swings, saying as he takes flight,
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
Good night.

When Your Heart Takes A Beating

Written By: James Kaufman

Not much of a fight on the ropes in the night, downed by a knockout
This love has gone bust, low punched and crushed - a champion walkout
You come to with a burning sting - all she left is her empty ring

How it hurts when your best friend turns and looks away
And its pure hell when the end moves in to stay
But when you find out she’s been cheating
That’s when your heart, oh your heart takes a beating.

Bouts with self doubt rounds of regret pain so hard to conceal
Black eyed and blue don’t think you’ll pull through but somehow you heal
It can take a year or two ‘til all your breath comes back to you

How it hurts when your best friend turns and looks away
And its pure hell when the end moves in to stay
But when you find out she’s been cheating
That’s when your heart, oh your heart takes a beating.

Hip Hop Santa Claus

Written By: James Kregg Barentine and Terry Allen Stainback

Ahhhh it’s Christmas! Da Hip Hop Santa Claus comin’ 2 da hood! It’s Christmas! Da Hip Hop Santa Claus comin’ 2 da hood!

It’s the hip hop Santa Claus makin his way down the back street roof top parkin’ his sleigh hearing him say, “Yo, it’s mister North Pole straight from the place where u know it’s cold!” All u boyz still rockin South Pole that’s old – silver n gold the way the fat man roll. Don’t peep, I’m comin’ right 2 where you sleep for all u girlz ‘n u boyz with a bag full of toyz, yeah, and I even got something for the popo and hobos, every stocking will be filled from the bottom 2 the top non-stop leap froggin’ roof tops every city block, milk n cookies really hit the spot and u know he’s not gonna put on his coat before he leaves u a note saying…

Ahhhh it’s Christmas! Da Hip Hop Santa Claus comin’ 2 da hood! It’s Christmas! Da Hip Hop Santa Claus comin’ 2 da hood!
Santa’s showin’ off his reindeer bling while below the carolers sing, aahhh, it’s time to thank God for the season the reason for the faith in believin’ baby Jesus gave a gift 2 the world like a valuable pearl and now we all remember each day in December to be kinder, color blind, wiser, give a hand 2 your fellow man, seek peace on earth and though we different try 2 understand the real reason Santa come around your town, u know he aint gonna never slow down, in his Yule tide ride u can hear the man sayin’…

Ahhhh it’s Christmas! Da Hip Hop Santa Claus comin’ 2 da hood! It’s Christmas! Da Hip Hop Santa Claus comin’ 2 da hood!

Roswell

Written By: James Kregg Barentine

Roswell, that’s the town that I come from,
There’s nothing like New Mexico in the searing desert sun.
Roswell, you’ve heard the name amidst sneers and stares,
But, friend, go mock someone else because, listen, I was there.

I heard a noise, I saw a flash at the northern part of my land,
So with a shotgun and box of shells I thought I’d make my stand.
Out amidst the fiery blaze and some kind of craft debris,
Walked out three men (if you’d call them that), this, they said to me,

Take me to your leader, take us to the man with the plan,
Take us to the bloke who all the folk claim parties like the Rat Pack,
And swings like Glenn Miller can. They said,

Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!
Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!
Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!
Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!

I must admit, the way they looked it took some getting used to,
I took the three to catch a train, the Chattanooga Choo Choo.
Now I’m not a gambling man by any means and I rarely look at the stars,
But if I had to bet my life today, I’d say they came from Mars.

From Tennessee we hopped a track that led us to the hub,
That took us straight to Harlem town beside the Cotton Club.
I took them to a clothing shop to get some brand new threads,
And up they walked straight to the joint, and this is what they said,

Take me to your leader, take us to the man with the plan,
Take us to the bloke who all the folk claim parties like the Duke
And swings like Cab Calloway can. They said,

Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!
Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!
Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!
Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing! Everybody sing!

[horn soli section]

Roswell, a “one horse town”, my grandad used to say,
I don’t think he’d be quite accurate if he’d seen us there that day,
Take me to your leader, take us to the man with the plan,
Take us to the bloke who all the folk claim parties like Sinatra
And swings like Louis Prima can. They said,

Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!
Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!
Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!
Bood-lee-ah, We came to swing!

Big Body Chevy

Written By: James Kregg Barentine and Terry Allen Stainback

Big Body Chevy

Big Body Chevy flippin’ seven colors (look at that Big Body Chevy)
Big Body Chevy sittin’ on 24’s, starburst glow seven color when I roll
I’m in a Big Body Chevy sittin’ on 24’s, starburst glow seven color when I roll
Yeah, this is goin’ out 2 all my riderz out there - Pound, Shawt Dawg, EEdEE AHmEEN, my homie Bald Head Nut, my man RIP behind da curtain – what!?

When I’m hoppin’ at my whip I’m slammin’ my door everybody’s lookin’ sayin’ – “aww HELL NO!”, cuz my glass pipe’s like- loud, my system’s like – wow, neon lights glowin’ like a UFO – T-O-P down, H-A-T 2 da side, shawty I can u there if ya wanna ride but my limit is 3 over that I charge a fee, so look here little mama don’t be mad at me

I’m in a Big Body Chevy sittin’ on 24’s, starburst glow seven color when I roll
I’m in a Big Body Chevy sittin’ on 24’s, starburst glow seven color when I roll

I’ll catch u on the next round, probably in a different town, just so u know, girl u gotta put it down when u ridin’ in my Chevy tinted windows thru your town head bobbin’ miniskirts makin’ them sounds, fresh coat of paint 4 the summer 2 bleed the block, deputy doughnut dawgs thinkin’ it’s hot, but I’m steady bendin’ corners when I ride, I can see u all lookin’ at me cuz I’m fly.

I’m in a Big Body Chevy sittin’ on 24’s, starburst glow seven color when I roll
I’m in a Big Body Chevy sittin’ on 24’s, starburst glow seven color when I roll

Don’t be adjustin’ your mirrors or think u trippin’ on dots when u see that Rolls Gold grill electrified a million megawatts, skatin’ on Skittles straight 2 da club it’s more than just a car, it’s me Tazuh-celebrity black, rap-rock star!

I’m in a Big Body Chevy sittin’ on 24’s, starburst glow seven color when I roll
I’m in a Big Body Chevy sittin’ on 24’s, starburst glow seven color when I roll