Blu Cantrell
Blu Cantrell (born Tiffany Cobb; March 16, 1976) is an American R&B and soul singer-songwriter.
Cantrell rose to fame in 2001, with the release of her debut single, "Hit 'Em Up Style (Oops!)", which peaked at number two on the US Billboard Hot 100 and topped the US Mainstream Top 40 chart, along with charting across several countries and being included in her debut album, So Blu. The song earned Cantrell two Grammy Awards nominations. Later in 2003, Cantrell released her second album, Bittersweet, which was nominated for a Grammy Award and spawned the single "Breathe" (featuring Sean Paul); written & produced by Ivan Matias. "Breathe" was a major success worldwide in 2003, topping the European Hot 100 Singles and the UK Singles Chart for four consecutive weeks and also reaching the top ten of several other charts across the world.
Early life
Tiffany Cobb was born in Providence, Rhode Island. Her father was of Narragansett, Cape Verdean and African-American ancestry. Her mother, Susi Franco, a former "Mrs. Rhode Island", was an actress, and jazz vocalist. She also has French, Scottish, English, and German ancestry. Cantrell's parents split when she was a child, and she and her five siblings—Adam, Tino, Nick, Kelli, and Summer—were raised by her mother.
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ALBUMS
- From L.A. to L.O. released: 2004
- Bittersweet released: 2003
- So Blu released: 2001
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Round Up (feat. Lady May)
by: Blu CantrellWhat the hell is a yee-haw?
(Well)
That's that country shit
Yeah, May, Blu, crazy cat, yeah
That's that country shit
Round up, round up, yeah
You know what we came to do
Dance floor bootylicious
Party with May and Blu
Hot tamales we bum rush the parties
In Danalies [unverified] on Ducalies
[Unverified] in drop-top Ferrari's
Fingernails, toenails, hair and makeup
Studded up my ear with a pair from Jacob's
New faced, dudes chase, mommie lookin' too laced
Honey's iced feelin' like they killin' with screw face
Me and my crew stay loose off that gray?
Order bottles of [unverified] with cranberry and grapefruit
Wet the sex kitten
Start chillin' with stars
And fuck the bars
Puffin' cigars
Twelve in the afternoon
Runnin' kinda late I can't wait for you
Gotta have my nails done and my hair done, too
Just like every other girl plans to do
(Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know)
If you wanna ride it's okay
Keep in mind that I don't have all day
Gotta hurry up before the night slips away
Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know
Round everybody up
Hit the club and tear it down
If you're up against the wall
Then you're in the wrong place
Game players not allowed
Everybody up in the crowd
(Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know)
Don't hesitate come follow me now
Let me hear you all say
(Wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh round up, round up
Let me hear you all say
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know
You see my clique
We be in the party like it's our shit
Can't nobody tell us that we not it
VIP tables, minks and stables, rings in navels
You know we got that long cash
Smellin' like money when I walk past
You know I'm in a hurry, talk fast
Pimps and players, players and pimps
Diamonds and links, buyin' me drinks
Boy, you think
You know my sheezy pimpin' ain't easy
You know how many cats wanna get with May wheezy
The most glamorous, I'm not your average
So if I holla, holla back youngin' like Fabulous
We can put our makeup on in the car
So we can dip on this journey of ours
Call my homies just to see where they are
And know that rollin' out
(Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know)
You know so
Round everybody up
Hit the club and tear it down
If you're up against the wall
Then you're in the wrong place
Game players not allowed
Everybody up in the crowd
(Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know)
Don't hesitate come follow me now
Let me hear you all say
(Wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh round up, round up
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Let me hear you all say
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know
Hey you, whatchu standin' on the wall for?
Know you wanna get on the floor stop actin' hard-core
Stand up, yeah, keep them hands
Get it crunk up in the club like 'uh huh, uh huh, uh-huh'
That's why they boys, they boys they love me, love me
I meet 'em, greet 'em, tease 'em, May wheeze 'em
I got them beggin' for that "Oochie wally, wally"
Ooh, she's a hottie, hottie
Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know
5'6 frame, off the chain, get in the fast lane
Came to switch up the game
(Switchin' the game)
Dirty South to NY we be doin' our thing, baby
Goodbye for now
(Don't you know?)
Till we see you again
Round everybody up
Hit the club and tear it down
If you're up against the wall
Then you're in the wrong place
Game players not allowed
Everybody up in the crowd
Don't hesitate, come follow me now
Let me hear you all say
(Wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh round up, round up
Let me hear you all say
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know
Round everybody up
Hit the club and tear it down
If you're up against the wall
Then you're in the wrong place
Game players not allowed
Everybody up in the crowd
Don't hesitate come follow me now
(Yeah, don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know)
Let me hear you all say
(Wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh round up, round up
Let me hear you all say
Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha know
Yee, haw
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