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Shady, Aftermath
There she goes shaking that ass on the floor Bumpin and grindin that pole The way she's grindin that pole I think I'm losing control Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fuucked up Hit the strip club don't forget once get your dick rubbed Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit faceted Pasted, blasted, puke drink up, get a new drink Hit the bathroom sink, throw up Wipe your shoe clean, got a routine Knowin still got a few chunks on your shoestring Knowin I was dehydrated till the beat vibrated I was revibed as soon as this B is gyrated And hips and licked them lips and that was it I had to get Nate Dogg and his sing some shit Two to the one from the one to the three I like good pussy and I like good trees Smoke so much weed you wouldn't beleive And I get more ass than a toilet seat Three to the one from the one to the three I met a bad bitch last night in the D Let me tell you how I made her leave with me Conversation and Hennessey I've been to the muthafuckin mountain top Heard muthafuckers talk, seen and dropped If I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock And when I bust yo ass I'ma continue to rock Getcha ass of the wall with your two left feet It's real easy just follow the beat Don't let that fine girl pass you byye Look real close cause strobe lights blind We bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin baby step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are bout it bout it I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say everday she be givin it up Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me I'm a menace, a dentist, an oral hygentist Open your mouth for about four or five minutes Take a little bit of this flouride ? Swish but don't spit it, swallow and I'll finish Yeah me and Nate d-o double g Looking for a couple bitches with some double d's Pop a little champagne and a couple E's Slip it in her bubbuly, we finna finna have a party Have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin for a girl I can fuck in my hummer truck Apple Bottom jeans and a big ol side Some girls they act retarded Some girls are bout it bout it I want a bitch that sit at the crib with no panties on Knows that she can't but she won't say no Now look at this lady all in front of me, sexy as can be Tonight I want a slut, will you be mine? I heard you was freaky from a friend of mine I'ma hope you don't get mad at me But I told Nate you was a freak He said he wants a slut, hope you don't mind I told him that you like it from behind Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Cmon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me Cmon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me We bout' to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (go ahead shake that butt) I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin baby step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are bout it bout it I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say everday she be givin it up There she goes, shaking that ass on the floor Bumpin and grindin that pole The way she's grindin that pole I think I'm losing control God, come one ! I ain't leavin' without you bitch Come here home with me Ample boy, and his boy, and this boy, and this gurl haha, they call - |
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I'm telling you loosen up
loosen up my buttons baby But you keep fronting Saying what you going to do me Uh huh But I ain't seen nothing I'm telling you loosen up loosen up my buttons baby But you keep fronting Saying what you going to do me Uh huh But I ain't seen nothing Typical Hardly the type I fall for I'm liking the physical Don't leave me asking for more I'm a sexy mama Who knows just how to get what I want and What I want to do is spring this on you Back up all of the things that I told you You been saying all the right things all along But I can't seem to get you over here help take this off Baby can't you see How these clothes are fitting on me And the heat coming from this beat I'm about to blow I don't think you know I'm telling you loosen up loosen up my buttons baby But you keep fronting Saying what you going to do me But I ain't seen nothing I'm telling you loosen up loosen up my buttons baby But you keep fronting Saying what you going to do me Uh huh But I ain't seen nothing You say you're a big boy But I can't agree 'Cause the love you said you had Ain't been put on me I wonder If I'm just too much for you Wonder If my kiss don't make you just Wonder Wonder What I got next for you What you want to do Take a chance to recognize that this could be yours I can see just like most guys that your game don't please How these clothes are fitting on me And the heat coming from this beat I'm about to blow I don't think you know I'm telling you loosen up loosen up my buttons baby But you keep fronting Saying what you going to do me Uh huh But I ain't seen nothing I'm telling you loosen up loosen up my buttons baby But you keep fronting Saying what you going to do me Uh huh But I ain't seen nothing I'm a make you loosen up my buttons babe Loosen up my buttons babe Why don't you loosen up my buttons babe Loosen up my buttons babe I'm a make you loosen up my buttons babe Loosen up my buttons babe Why don't you loosen up my buttons babe Loosen up my buttons babe I'm telling you loosen up loosen up my buttons baby But you keep fronting Saying what you going to do me Uh huh But I ain't seen nothing I'm telling you loosen up loosen up my buttons baby But you keep fronting Saying what you going to do me Uh huh But I ain't seen nothing I'm telling you loosen up loosen up my buttons baby But you keep fronting Saying what you going to do me Uh huh But I seen nothing I'm telling you loosen up loosen up my buttons baby But you keep fronting Saying what you going to do me Uh huh But I seen nothing |
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see now you who the god be,
back runnin the city and you know who the squad be flipmode bitch look see ain′t nothin changed now i′m back with the remix with the queens of the game (turn it up!!) when you see me in the spot you niggas better respect it y′all already know where i rep ain′t no reason to check it and i know that you ain′t fuckin with me just for the record so instead i′m a let, mary j. blige come and set it (now get low mary!) maybe you can guess who it is (uh huh) mary j. blige about to handle my biz (uh huh) i′m on my grown woman still i rep for the kids in every hood, and all my peoples doin a bid (turn it up!!) now you know who′s really the queen deliver the mail seven hundred thirty thousand first week of my sales the haters plot and they watch lookin all pale while i′m on a yacht, overseas doin my nails (get low mary!) well let me show you how we do (ha!) i gotta thank everyone for coppin the breakthrough (uh huh) bus did take one the remix is take two you love the way we reinventin how we just stay new (turn it up!!) how we sellin out theb stadiums, arenas and all (ha!!!) only louis and gucci we don′t shop at the mall (huh!) got you partyin and dancin and havin a ball and your lovin the way we reppin how we do it for y′all go ′head and ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ (get Ra digga!) see me rollin up in your hood (uh huh) these jokers screa,in damn rah still be lookin good (yeah) they do they little mack he askin me who i tapped ain′t none of your concern you a g make it hap (turn it up!!) when i give a nigga some play he losin his brain (uh) askin me a bunch of questions actin like he my man wanna stress a bitch out tellin me i did change they sayin damn my bad if you fell for the game (get Ra digga!) now he sittin there lookin stuck (ha!) he thinkin cause he spent a little dough i′m ′gon fuck if money ain′t a thang i′m sayin let a bitch know typed to empty a account, how far you willin to go (turn it up!!) now he hopin on the jet he ain′t wastin no time told me all expense paid anyplace i could find hit the islands in the winter trickin all on his dime ain′t a shorty in the world pussy better than mine, they wanna ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ star symbol are for missy elliott′s adlibs i′m jinglin baby, go ′head mami, don′t i look charmin put your lips up on me (woo!!!) kiss it touch it, good, yes i wish you would (turn it up!!) you like to see me when i dip baby dip (ha) don′t it look like i got beyonce′s hips lookin like i could be nia long boy you smokin that cheech and chong have you ever seen thickness in a thong (come on!) you can hit it like a game of ping pong if you give me two shots of it strong nigga bring it on i might let you take me home (turn it up!!) now busta bus (bus!!) misdemeanor in here this year be clear y′all be beware fake mc′s y′all can′t come near i′m toxic baby like i′m britney spears ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ see i ain′t even gotta talk to y′all!!! i let the queens of the game get at y′all!! se y′all ain′t even in my league!!! flipmode bitch!!!! ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ ″touch it bring it babe watch it turn it leave it stop format it″ - |
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Everybody look at me me
I walk in the door you start screaming Come on everybody what chu here for Move your body around like a nympho Everybody get your necks to crack around All you crazy people come on jump around I want to see you all on your knees knees You either want to be with me or be me Maneater make you work hard Make you spend hard Make you want all of her love She's a maneater Make you buy cars Make you cut cards Make you fall real hard in love She's a Maneater make you work hard Make you spend hard Make you want all of her love She's a maneater Make you buy cars Make you cut cards Wish you never ever met her at all And when she walks she walks with passion When she talks she talks like she can handle it When she asks for something boy she means it Even if you never ever seen it Everybody get your necks to crack around All you crazy people come on jump around You doing anything to keep her by your side Because she said she love you love you long time Maneater make you work hard Make you spend hard Make you want all of her love She's a maneater Make you buy cars Make you cut cards Make you fall real hard in love She's a Maneater make you work hard Make you spend hard Make you want all of her love She's a maneater Make you buy cars Make you cut cords Wish you never ever met her at all Maneater make you work hard Make you spend hard Make you want all of her love She's a maneater Make you buy cars Make you cut cards Make you fall real hard in love She's a Maneater make you work hard Make you spend hard Make you want all of her love She's a maneater Make you buy cars Make you cut cards Wish you never ever met her at all Never ever met her at all You wish you never ever met her at all You wish you never ever met her at all You wish you never ever met her at all You wish you never ever met her at all You wish you never ever met her at all You wish you never ever met her at all You wish you never ever met her at all |
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Snooooooooooop.. Snooooooooooop.. - Snoop Dogg When the pimp's in the crib ma Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot When the pigs try to get at ya Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot And if a nigga get a attitude Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot I got the rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Sean Don And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on - Pharrell Williams Uh! I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams See these ice cubes, see these Ice Creams? Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat That's whiter than what's spilling down your throat The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs The interior like suicide wrist red I can excercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed Cheat on your man ma, that's how you get ahizzead Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street Wit the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat So don't try to run up on my ear talking all that raspy shit Trying to ask me shit When my niggaz fill ya vest they ain't gon pass me shit You should think about it, take a second Matter fact, you should take four B And think before you fuck wit lil skateboard P - Snoop Dogg I'm a gangsta, but y'all knew that Da Big Bo$$ Dogg, yeah I had to do that I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside But only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip side Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play I cut so much you thought I was a DJ { scratches } "two!" - "one!" - "yep, three!" S-N double O-P, D-O double G I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it See I specialize in making all the girls get naked So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside We got a world premiere right here, now get live! So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo - Snoop Dogg I'm a Bad Boy, wit a lotta ho's Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes I hang out tough, I'm a real Bo$$ Big Snoop Dogg, yeah he's so sharp On the TV screen and in the magazines If you play me close, you're on a red beam Oh you got a gun so you wanna pop back? AK47 now nigga, stop that! C mid shoes, now I'm on the move You're family's crying, now you on the news They can't find you, and now they miss you Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you Pistol whip you, dip you then flip you Then dance to this motherfucking music we crip to Subscribe nigga, get yo issue Baby come close, let me see how you get loose! Outro Snooooooooooop. Snooooooooooop.. |
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what you gonna do with all that junk
all that junk inside that trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get, u drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. My hump X8 My lovely little lumps, Check it outs I drive these brothers crazy, I do it on the daily, They treat me really nicely, They buy me all these iceies. Dolce & Gabbana, Fendi and ADDANNA KIRAN GOT ME sharin’ All their money got me wearin fly , whether I ain’t askin, They say they love my ass ‘n, Seven Jeans, True Religion, I say no, but they keep givin’ So I keep on takin’ And no I ain’t takin’ We can keep on datin’ Now keep on demonstrating. My love, my love, my love, my love You love my lady lumps, My hump, my hump, my hump, My humps they got u, She’s got me spending. (Oooo) Spendin’ all your money on me and spend YOUR time on me. She’s got me spendin’. (Oooo) Spendin’ all your money on me, (uh) on me, on me What you gonna do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I’m a get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. What u goin’ do with all that ass? All that ass inside them jeans? I’m a make, make, make, make you scream Make u scream, make you scream. Cause of my hump, X7 my lovely lady lumps, check it out! I met a girl down at the disco. She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go I could be your baby, you can be my honey Lets spend time not money. mix your milk wit my cocoa puff, Milky, milky cocoa, Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight They say YOUR really sexy, The boys they wanna sex me. They always standing next to me, Always dancing next to me, Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump. Lookin’ at my lump, lump. U can look but you can’t touch it, If u touch it I’m a start some drama, You don’t want no drama, No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama So don’t pull on my hand boy, You ain’t my man, boy, I’m just tryn’a dance boy, And move my hump. My hump, X10 My lovely lady lumps (x3) In the back and in the front. My lovin’ got u, She’s got me spendin’. (Oooo) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me. She’s got me spendin’. (Oooo) Spendin’ all your money on me, up on me, on me. What you gon’ do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. What u goin’ do wit all that ass? All that ass inside them jeans? I’ma make, make, make, make you scream, Make u scream, make u scream What you goin’ do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off this hump. What you gon’ do with all that breast? All that breast inside that shirt? I’ma make, make, make, make you work Make you work, work, make you work |
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[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah... Uh huh So seductive [Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia] [50 Cent] I'll take you to the candy shop I'll let you lick the lollipop Go 'head girl, don't you stop Keep goin 'til you hit the spot (whoa) [Olivia] I'll take you to the candy shop Boy one taste of what I got I'll have you spending all you got Keep going 'til you hit the spot (whoa) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] You can have it your way, how do you want it You gon' back that thing up or should I push up on it Temperature risin, okay let's go to the next level Dance floor jam packed, hot as a tea kettle I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple If you be a nympho, I'll be a nypmho In the hotel or in the back of the rental, On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor Have your friends teasin' you 'bout how sprung I gotcha Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider I'm a seasoned vet when it come to this shit After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha) [Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia] [50 Cent] I'll take you to the candy shop I'll let you lick the lollipop Go 'head girl, don't you stop Keep goin 'til you hit the spot (whoa) [Olivia] I'll take you to the candy shop With one taste of what I got I'll have you spending all you got Keep going 'til you hit the spot (whoa) [Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia] Girl what we do (what we do) And where we do (and where we do) The things we do (things we do) Are just between me and you (oh yeah) [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Give it to me baby, nice and slow Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo You ain't never heard a sound like this before 'Cause I ain't never put it down like this Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin' on my zipper It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch her in thongs Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone I touch the right spot at the right time Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind So seductive, you should see the way she winds Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind As long as she ain't stoppin, homie I ain't stoppin' Drippin' wet with sweat man it's on and popping All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle it's on And we gon' sip til every bubble in the bottle is gone [Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia] [50 Cent] I'll take you to the candy shop I'll let you lick the lollipop Go 'head girl, don't you stop Keep goin 'til you hit the spot (whoa) [Olivia] I'll take you to the candy shop Boy one taste of what I got I'll have you spending all you got Keep going 'til you hit the spot (whoa) [Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia] [50 Cent] I'll take you to the candy shop I'll let you lick the lollipop Go 'head girl, don't you stop Keep goin 'til you hit the spot (whoa) [Olivia] I'll take you to the candy shop Boy one taste of what I got I'll have you spending all you got Keep going 'til you hit the spot (whoa) |
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shes the kind of girl u wanna marry
the kind of girl u walk the whole earth 4 put her on your back and just carry her attitude is hotter than the earths core when shes around nothing else matters untouchable shes got her own force field sooner or later someone will get at her if i dont someone else will wanna love u girl wanna love u girl wanna love u girl wanna love u girl oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh uh shes the kind of girl u wanna marry scientists say that shes the second sunshine and now my life is sweeter than berries i guess if we have sex our love will turn 2 wine when shes around nothin else matters even if the sky was at a stand still if i turn my back then someone will get at her if i dont someone else will wanna love u girl wanna love u girl wanna love u girl wanna love u girl im so glad i found u oh girl im so glad i found u oh girl |
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(Feat. 50 Cent) [TONY YAYO:] Aww nigga do you know what this is One shot one kill whats the deal G-UNIT! (here we go now!) Aww nigga do you know who you with It's tony yayo up in this bitch Got them german lugers with them hollow tips See shot ruegers with an extra clip [50 CENT:] 50 cent back on that gangsta shit On my way ot to flip them bricks In that big body benz you know its oh 6 Got your bitch on my dick i stack them chips And a flash as a fuck my jewels so sick From a block away you can see them kid Dont front mothafucka you know my style I dont go nowhere without my 40 cal On the low shorty gotta thing for the kid And you know im fin to take her back to the crib Here we go imma show her how a playa live At the door i tell her to take her clothes off...shit [HOOK:] [50 CENT] Shorty so seductive dancin on me Its the way that she move that makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again YAYO - shorty so seductive dancin on me The way that she move is makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again [TONY YAYO:] I put the g in g-unit baby i got game Head to go good to go and i dont know your name Is it the wheels on the hot car meals on the shock bar Or you just wanna quickie with a rap star Ladies tell the truth you know im cute But what really turns you on is the rims on my coupe Before you jump in my whip and you get dropped off You goin to the telly and you gettin popped off I cant stop thinkin of the things you do When your freakin me and im freakin you I said the ice on my neck make the shortys stare Baby let me fly you in my lair Stop slow down baby if you hear this in the club shake and go down baby Its past my curfew but parole don't know Tear up the club dont call my p.o. [HOOK:] [50 CENT] Shorty so seductive dancin on me Its the way that she move is makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again YAYO - shorty so seductive dancin on me The way that she move is makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again [TONY YAYO:] My waves be spinnin i charm the amazing women You know them black and them white and the asian women Lets cut the small talk you know why i approach you I can't stand when a dime act anti-social Gucci,lip gloss,louis baton,and the boots from batego vanetto cost a arm Yayos a don my car european You got mirrors in your pants cause i can see me in um Listen i piss out cris inhale haze In da marriot gettin laid all day Tattoos and piercings and rings in your tongue Shorty things like that will make my black ass cum I need groupie love the coupe on dubs Im in this club with a tre pound star Dont blame it on david im all iced out Cause 50 got me rich the bar all priced out [HOOK:] [50 CENT] Shorty so seductive dancin on me Its the way that she move is makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again YAYO - shorty so seductive dancin on me The way that she move is makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again |
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[Brick & Lace]
You want sexy I give you sexy heh-he it's brick and lace and Jurassic 5 and I like that Mercy yeah! Mercy yeah! There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] yeah You're too cute too resist and you'll probably wanna mention that you are not used to this hope I don't seem hard pressed can a brother get your number email address i'mma keep my eyes glued and hate on any brother you that talks to you cuz anytime another comes around harder than i put it on paper this is what i would describe intelligent the fly female perfume smell even if its not from Chanel hair and fingernails the fly debutante is what I want and you can trust me plus give me props when you discuss me its about to be super ugly but tonight's the night that's gonna make your love it's in the pocket [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] yo what it look like she look like we, my ticket at the end of the night ugh, she my type tall just my height tall brown skin african decent so decent world wide princess get down to business ain't by the bullshit (mmm-hmm) y'all know stand up tall queen of the bar nah, she ain't a pimp y'all [Jurassic 5: Chali 2na] back and forth forth and back with your back support got your back we gonna have a laugh 'lil chat some food after that have a pack bake a crack take a step back (there's a) push it with a burst of air will it work will i thurt will i persevere till the dirt im a flirt first one with dear im afraid when the worst is near [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum [Jurassic 5] her day starts with a bus and backpack half burn cigarette study and some black facts baby got it gonna on in the her own hood all the fellas on the ride know it's all good is it really tho? ask me how i figure tho give me just a second and i'mma tell you what a brothers know she was 15 following her for-scene you know flossin' moe when tossin' baby had dreams but she put em off often she'd rather slow one and grow a damn high living in the hood is like walkin' on a landmine yeah, come on [Brick & Lace] watch me shake it to the left and copy it up on the right me gots the goods to deliver i got the mind to shiver come for rockin' come for rockin' it's in the pocket no one can stop it, yeah [Chorus: Brick & Lace] There's Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, Brown Girl in the Ring Tra-la-la-la it, she looks like Sugar and the Plum. plum plum Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la Show me emotion Tra-la-la-la He looks like a sugar in a plum plum plum |
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New York City
You are now rocking with the best Lloyd Banks G Unit We on fire up in here It's burning hot we on fire She'll take it off if it get too hot Up in this spot we on fire Tear the roof off this motherfucker Light the roof on fire Uh Nigga what you say We get loose in this motherfucker Light the roof on fire fire fire Now I aint putting nothing out I smoke when I wanna 26 inch chrome spokes on the Hummer This heat gon last for the whole summer Running your bitch faster then the Road Runner Rocks on my wrist rose gold under Glocks on my hip those throw thunder I'm riding Dalvins by the pier But when you stop the only thing still spinning is your ear Yeah I'm riding with that all black snub Raiders cap back all black gloves A ladies man but the boy smack thugs These record sales equal more back rubs Not to mention the boy pack clubs His impacts about as raw as crack was Now all these new artists getting wrong deals I'm only 21 sitting on mills We on fire up in here It's burning hot we on fire She'll take it off if it get too hot Up in this spot we on fire Tear the roof off this motherfucker Light the roof on fire Uh Nigga what you say We get loose in this motherfucker Light the roof on fire fire fire If you know anything about me then you know I'm a baller If I don't hit the first night I ain't gon call her I'm trying to play you trying to have my daughter But I can't blame her for what her momma taught her And I don't care bout what the next nigga bought Cause I aint putting no baguettes in her abuela I got a diamond about as clear as water And I got bread but I ain't spend a quarter So cut the games ma let's go in the back Matter fact turn your ass round back a nigga down And I aint bias when I'm riding through the town Like em small like em tall like em black like em brown She gotta be able to cum when I need her Tight ass pants little wife beater Regular chick or R&B diva Bitch say something I ain't a mind reader We on fire up in here It's burning hot we on fire She'll take it off if it get too hot Up in this spot we on fire Tear the roof off this motherfucker Light the roof on fire Uh Nigga what you say We get loose in this motherfucker Light the roof on fire fire fire |
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"Turn my vocals up a little bit more Scott... all of 'em..."
"Yeah... uh huh..." (Verse 1) I'm caught up inside a tornado and sucked in By a rainstorm holding a hairdryer that's plugged in Somewhere between the Renaissance Center and 8 Mile Inside the Rock City that has spawned a unique child And lightening strikes twice I was hit when they birthed me And now I gotta live with this mouth that they cursed me They said I gotta use it with tracks and try to fuse it Don't abuse it and don't ever let 'em crack on your music So I sit and watch the people that do it and don't pursue it And instead I jot a little bit down then go review it I just wait until I'm ready to leap and jump into it Until I feel a little more confident I can do it Not so many years later I've waited and now I'm here To release a masterpiece on everybody in fear I ain't holding nothing back in a world that's full of evil My words can only injure or hurt so many people I'm here to trade spaces shatter and blade faces With guitars and bass lines and embrace and break stages The pain'll come in phases for now it's just outrageous When I'm knocking hear me cocking my gauge cause I'm impatient (Chorus) From the Motor City... (Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming (You ain't heard spread the word on down) Down to New Orleans... (You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming (I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming From the penitentiary... (Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming (You ain't heard spread the word) To the criminals roaming the streets... (You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming (I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming (Verse 2) I've waited so long to unleash on these streets A diary with more fury in sprees than Alicia Keys My words are mere visions of movies with non-fiction Intertwined in each rhyme that I spit with sweet diction The rest are so pathetic and best are copasetic By the time it hits you dead in the chest I hope you get it I'm out to break laws slice and break jaws Or I'll be on your stage with an axe and chainsaws Of course my pains raw my brain is off a little Ever since the first time I could rhyme and solve a riddle Simon says go ahead and block the silence And fuck with anybody who says to stop the violence Go run and tell your parents I'm evil and I'm the devil When it's gonna take a nation of mil to stop a rebel Cause now it's all over I'm crazy and even zany Lyrically Scorsese on a track by Mr. Shady (Chorus) From San Diego... (Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming (You ain't heard spread the word) All the way back to Queens... (You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming (I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming This ain't a rumor... (Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming (You ain't heard spread the word) Remember you heard that from me... (You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming (I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming (Verse 3) My behavior gets erratic on tracks that got static When I spit the bullets just keep coming it's automatic I'm ill it's been said every letter I let sink And left 'em dead inside a puddle of songs with red ink I played away shy since the day I stayed high And staged dive from the top of my roof at age 5 My mother always said that her son was gonna make it If he wasn't gonna make it he'll have to go and take it So now I'm on Geffen the whole world is trippin' Cause another new MC from the D is off and flippin' And this one's Lebanese do we have to say the bomb Is he related to Osama Bin Laden or Saddam I'm just a suicidal bomber on tracks and always killin' Everything that ever gets in my way and such a villian If you think you know me now then get ready because I'm grinning' This ain't even near the end of Omega it's just beginning' (Chorus) From the City of Angels... (Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming (You ain't heard spread the word) To the streets of Mississippi... (You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming (I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming For the players that's hatin'... (Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming (You ain't heard spread the word) You better start clearing the street... (You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming (I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming (Tell 'em Nate what) Hush Is Coming (Pull 'em out mafuckerz cause) Hush Is Coming (Better run cause) Hush Is Coming (Better duck mafuckerz cause) Hush Is Coming |
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[50 Cent Intro]
This is how we do it, when we do it Like we just wanna tear the club up We do it like there aint nothin to it The way we do it, now everybody put your fuckin` hands up! Lets Go! [Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus] Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i`m poppin` on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch your body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i`m poppin` on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy.. [50 Cent Verse] You cant body the kid, you know how i rock Went from pumpin packs on the block, to straight to the top So the money aint a thing now, yeah thats right Mansion after mansion, next stop the Hampton`s I splurge with it, im so absurd with it Got the hunger to go get it, cuz i wan` go spend it You know how a boss play a play, nigga im ballin` If theres money to be made, i`m all in Catch me in the cherry-red porsche, bay seats, red pipe, and You want me to teach ya how to stunt, aite then Tattoo`s on the arm, 30 carrots on the charm Cuz the flow be the bomb, learn to respect the don First night if i dont hit, second night im on some shit Third night we call it quits, i aint fuckin with the bitch Success is much of a choice, im high off life Another move, another mill, lets get right aight.. [Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus] Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i`m poppin` on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i`m poppin` on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy.. [Havoc Verse] You can catch me cockin` the fifth, got me rockin` with Fif Now that`s ??drop?? you see the keys to the Bent Got my niggaz movin` them bricks, it dont stop In a million dollar deal homie get that glock See dudes get comfy, money aint long `nough Spit one verse, my whole cribs coughed up Ma i got a fetish, fuckin` in them porsche trucks Curtis got one so when i finished i tossed her Y`all in to wifin`, we ??could throw?? wife in Only fuck with bitches that got their liquor license Shot high prices, shook all vices Imfamous nigga, got the game in a vice grip 10 hundred K, but the flow, is priceless Anything less, we rollin` them dices Nuts in the sand if you aint bumpin` my shit Shorty wanna rip to my sound in my ??light booth?? [Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus] Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i`m poppin` on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i`m poppin` on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy.. [Prodigy Verse] Listen.. You couldn`t ??out-pay?? P or VIP My wrist could buy a bitch a PHD My Range alone could pay for you to eat For the next few years i`m so icey kid My flow is long money, my face is Hollywood My tattoo`s could hit you with the thug ??hard flow?? My attitude is universal, yeah Hong Kong money When we get back to Queen`s we gon` hurt you Cant afford to ride, you gettin` stomped out I got a team of dimes they all dogged out Ray the line, you up and take you out My girls is hot man, they hard to turn down You can hear your drawers lookin` like the Mexican After the lil` shorty ??WaWa?? break you off a lil` bit You so stupid, we so much rich And who braggin`, im jus tryna holla at the chicks, like [Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus] Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i`m poppin` on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i`m poppin` on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy, go ahead and chase that paper get your game tight Na na na na na, i`m poppin` on Heyyyy, go ahead come home with me let`s do it all night Na na na na na, i`m poppin` on Heyyyy... |
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Wait a minute motherfucker
<i>[Intro - Polow Da Don]</i> I got all this money in my hand and I'm lookin at you girl (So what you gon do) Who? Me? I'm Polow Da Don And these my boys they Field Mob let's go <i>[Hook - Shawn Jay]</i> I used to have a girl 'til I met you (met you) I bet all the niggaz sweat you (sweat you) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Way too pretty and ya thick too (thick too) I'll never disrespect you (never) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) <i>[Bridge]</i> Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) <i>[Verse 1 - Shawn Jay]</i> I want her (want her) she know it (she know it) Look how she lick her lips man she posin (she posin) Neighborhood dime project broad Somebody baby mama fine no stretch marks I'm Shawn (I'm Shawn) get a better view (yep) Yellow diamonds same color Theraflu New shoes new shirt new jeans (new jeans) So cool so fresh so clean (so clean) You got me fantasizin wonder how the sex feel I beat the pussy all night on a Ex pill So drunk so high so ready (so ready) Club close had her ridin shottie in the Chevy like <i>[Hook - Shawn Jay]</i> I used to have a girl 'til I met you (met you) (yeah right) I bet all the niggaz sweat you (sweat you) (mmhmm) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Way too pretty and ya thick too (thick too) (I know) I'll never disrespect you (never) (mmm whatever) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) <i>[Verse 2 - Chevy P aka Smoke]</i> She got nice breasts (big breasts) big booty (nice booty) But I ain't frontin bend over and moon me (moon me) Tonight I brought a lot of change I ain't runnin out So why not make it rain for them thunder thighs I'm fly (I'm fly) like my pants zipper (like my pants zipper) Fresher than old dude and his man wit him Look good smell good I'm good (Whats good Chevy) whats up how you doin You so gotdamn fine I gotta have ya I beat the pussy all night on Viagra So geeked so right so crunk I let her drive while I ride shotty in my donk like <i>[Hook - Shawn Jay]</i> I used to have a girl 'til I met you (met you) (yeah right) I bet all the niggaz sweat you (sweat you) (mmhmm) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Way too pretty and ya thick too (thick too) (I know) I'll never disrespect you (never) (mmm whatever) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) <i>[Verse 3 - Shawn Jay]</i> I got the chick on my jock she want the big harpoon (poon) Skip the marriage for the honeymoon (moon) I'll be damned now we back at the room (room) And I'm diggin in the puddin wit a 9 inch spoon Ladies say I got the glow All this ice got me feelin like a eskimo Hey.. <i>[sings]</i> all I wanna doooooo It's ahh ahh I'm throoooough <i>[Chevy P aka Smoke]</i> Chevy P my life is like a fairy ta-yale (tail) From Monday to Sunday a different female My O's weigh 36 on my sca-yale (scale) If you don't tell I can sell Clientele whippin yayo Its jumpin like the lark straighten on yo Kangol Strip.. club the home of ass and titties So baby bend over for me girl let me spin it <i>[Hook - Shawn Jay]</i> I used to have a girl 'til I met you (met you) (yeah right) I bet all the niggaz sweat you (sweat you) (mmhmm) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Way too pretty and ya thick too (thick too) (I know) I'll never disrespect you (never) (mmm whatever) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) <i>[Bridge]</i> Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) Now baby bend over (yeah) now baby bend over (yeah) |
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All the girls stomp your feet like this A few times I've been around that track So it's not just gonna happen like that 'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl A few times I've been around that track So it's not just gonna happen like that 'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl Oooh, this my shit, this my shit [Repeat 4x] I heard that you were talking shit And you didn't think that I would hear it People hear you talking like that Getting everybody fired up So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out That's right, put your pom-poms down Getting everybody fired up A few times I've been around that track So it's not just gonna happen like that 'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl A few times I've been around that track So it's not just gonna happen like that 'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl Oooh, this my shit, this my shit [Repeat 4x] So that's right dude, meet me at the bleachers No principals, no student teachers Both of us wanna be the winner But there can only be one So I'm gonna fight, gonna give it my all Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you That's right, I'm the last one standing Another one bites the dust A few times I've been around that track So it's not just gonna happen like that 'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl A few times I've been around that track So it's not just gonna happen like that 'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl Oooh, this my shit, this my shit [Repeat 4x] Lemme hear you say "This shit is bananas" B-A-N-A-N-A-S "This shit is bananas" B-A-N-A-N-A-S Again! "This shit is bananas" B-A-N-A-N-A-S "This shit is bananas" B-A-N-A-N-A-S A few times I've been around that track So it's not just gonna happen like that 'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl A few times I've been around that track So it's not just gonna happen like that 'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl Oooh, this my shit, this my shit [Repeat 4x] |
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(Hook - 50 Cent)
This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love (Verse I - Game) Fresh like, unhh; Impala, unnh Chrome hyrdolics, 808 drums You don't want, none Nigga betta, run When beef is on, I'll pop that, trunk Come get, some Pistol grip, pump If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones Since red, rum Ready here I, come Compton, unh Dre found me in the, slums Sellin that skunk, one hand on my gun I was sellin rocks when Master P was sayin "Unnnh" Buck pass the blunt These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun Coke and rum Got weed on the ton I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like, unh I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt (Verse II - 50 Cent) I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-ca-lade Low pro so look like I'm riding on blades In one year mang, a nigga's so paid I have a straight bitch in the telly goin both ways (Ah!) Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to ya just how you like it, girl You know I'm rockin with the best tre pound on my hip Teflon on my chest They say I'm no good Cuz I'm so hood Rich folks do not want me around Cuz shit might pop off, and if shit pop off Somebody gon' get laid the fuck out They call me new money, say I have no class I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash Bougie ass bitches, you can kiss my ass (Hook) (Verse III - Game) I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four White walls so clean it's like I'm riding on bulbs Hit one switch mang, that ass so low Cali got niggaz in New York riding on hundred spokes Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to ya just how you like it, girl You know I'm rockin with the best fo' pound on my hip Gold chain on my chest (Ah!) (Verse IV - Game and 50 Cent) (50 Cent) 50, unh Bentley, unh Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, slum Automatic, gun Fuck 'em one-on-one We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done Homie, it's Game time (Game) You ready? Here I come Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk It took two, months But Fifty got it done Signed with G-unit Had niggaz like, "huh?" Don't try to front I'll leave yo' ass, slumped Thinkin I'm a punk Get your fuckin head, lumped Fifty got a, gun (50 Cent) Ready here he come Gotta sick, vendetta To get this, chedda Meet my Ba, Retta The dra-ma, setta Sip Am-a, retta My flow sounds, betta Than average On tracks I'm a savage I damage Any nigga tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!) |
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gotta be with you, need to be with you Oh, oh, oh, oh I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you Oh, oh, oh, oh Oooo oh, oh, oh, oh oooo Chemistry was crazy from the get-go Neither one of us knew why We didn't build nothing overnight Cuz a love like this takes some time People swore it off as a phase Said we can't see that Now from top to bottom They see that we did that yes It's so true that yes We've been through it yes We got real sh** yes See baby we been... Too strong for too long and I can't be without you baby And I'll be waiting up until you get home cuz I can't sleep without you baby Anybody who's ever loved, ya know just what I feel Too hard to fake it, nothing can replace it Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby I got a question for ya See I already know the answer But still I wanna ask you Would you lie? no Make me cry? no Do somethin' behind my back and then try to cover it up? Well, neither would I, baby My love is only your love yes I'll be faithful yes I'm for real yes And with us you'll always know the deal We've been... Too strong for too long and I can't be without you baby And I'll be waiting up until you get home cuz I can't sleep without you baby Anybody who's ever loved, ya know just what I feel Too hard to fake it, nothing can replace it Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby See this is real talk I'm always stay no matter what Good or bad thick and thin Right or wrong all day everyday Now if you're down on love or don't believe This ain't for you no, this ain't for you And if you got it deep in your heart And deep down you know that it's true come on, come on, come on Well, let me see you put your hands up hands up Fellas tell your lady she's the one fellas tell your lady she's the one, oh Put your hands up hands up Ladies let him know he's got your love Look him right in his eyes and tell him We've been... Too strong for too long and I can't be without you baby And I'll be waiting up until you get home cuz I can't sleep without you baby Anybody who's ever loved, ya know just what I feel Too hard to fake it, nothing can replace it Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby Heeeeeeeeeeeey Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you |
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Obie Trice (Eminem) {Akon} [Intro]:
{Convict} (Yeah, SHADY) {Convict Music} (Guess who's back) Still here, haters {Akon & Obie Trice, Yeah} Whatcha gonna do it with it, A? Whatcha gonna do? {Take 'em on back to the streets} Akon [Chorus]: I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster See a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon' lace you Just don't whatever you do, Snitch Cause you will get hit, pray I don't face you, yeah Obie Trice [Verse 1]: It's risky, the bitch tend to rise out a nigga It's history, Snitch, who decided he's a member Once he got pinched, coincided with law Same homie say he lay it down for the boy Brought game squad around ours How could it be? Been homies since Superman draws Only foniness never came to par He had us, a true neighborhood actor Had his back with K's Now we see through him like X-Ray's Cuffed in that Adam car No matter, his loss, we at him, it's war Knowing not to cross those resevoir dogs You helped plant seeds just to be a vegetable When we invest in team, it's to the death fo sho No ex and oh's, tex calicos Aim at your chest nicca Akon [Chorus]: I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster See a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon' lace you Just don't whatever you do, Snitch Cause you will get hit, pray I don't face you, yeah Obie Trice [Verse 2]: We started out as a crew, in one speak, it's all honest Private conferences when we eat, Benihana's Recondences when we peep enemies on us Been on these corners, sellin like anything on us Knowing heaven has shown us being devil's minors That ain't got shit to do with the tea in China We gon' keep the grind up til death come find us Meanwhile leanin in them European whips reclined up It's an eye for an eye for the riders We ain't trying to get locked up, we soul survivors Po Pos is cowards, there's no you, it's ours We vow this, mixing yayo with soda powder Who woulda known he would fold and cower Once the captain showed, he sold whole McDonalds So no exs and ohs, tex calicos Aim at your chest nicca Akon [Chorus]: I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster See a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon' lace you Just don't whatever you do, Snitch Cause you will get hit, pray I don't face you, yeah Obie Trice [Verse 3]: Nowadays, Sammy Da Bull's got the game full So he move to a rural area to keep cool He snitchin on a snitch now, there's nothin to tell Nowadays, your circles should be small as hell Ain't tryin to meet new faces, this don't interest me Even if we bubble slow, we'll get it eventually No penitentary, there will be no climacy You will meet the lowest snitch in given us a century These cats is rats now, the streets need decon That's how they react now, weak when the heat's on 'em Stop snitchin, you asked for the life your living This act is not permitted, Nowhere on the map, It is Forbidden to send a nigga to prison if you been in it Along with 'em and then snitch and become hidden So it's no exs and ohs, tex calicos Aim at your chest nicca Akon [Chorus]: I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster See a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale Anything that you need, believe me, I'm gon' lace you Just don't whatever you do, Snitch Cause you will get hit, pray I don't face you, yeah |
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Yeah, Its 50 Cent, Young Buck G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT! We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again We party, harder than you can imagine You can run wit losers, or run wit winners and win I feel attention when I walk in the club G-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug Gimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub I dont need security, this Gorilla enough I came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all So ladies call ya girls, n niggaz call ya dogs If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight She might neva come home again nigga, aight! Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like Ridin' in Cashville runnin all stop lights Homie is that real, I pray I keep livin My momma jus hadda dream of seein me in prison My daddys a dope fein, n i dont really miss him Aint seen him in 10 years n a nigga still livin' Tha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm 50 holla get 'em Buck, you know im gunna get 'em Raaaaa! I know you gonna let me shine n get mine I know you gonna let me in to this nine I know you gonna smoke on my weed I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D I know im sinnin but im winnin at tha same time Take a couple shots from a nigga tryin ta take mine I'm back on tha block, wit a choppa n a tech nine Niggaz shootin cops n the hood runnin stop signs G-UNIT, The Game! Bitches doin wat tha thugs do G's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips n the Blooz too Move lemme come through Aint a pair of handcuffs, can hold me I'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin to some oldies My goals keep shinin, Them hoes keep cryin The handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds Just left Cashville, bout to fly to Miami Hopin Yayo watchin Eminem, preform at the Grammys Niggaz like Eric Benet, prolly cant stand me I know money will make Halle Berry come outa them panties Bitch! Ya'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in (in) I know you gonna let me shine n get mine I know you gonna let me in to this nine I know you gonna smoke on my weed I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D Bet ya I can make them bounce back Teach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to counts stacks (yeah) Now where ya hood at? Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do Who want beif, I aint come for no name callin Dont be mad cuz we is n you aint ballin' Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks Can't spend ya whole life payin on ya car notes It's alright if you still on the block boy See ima cold young thug, not a hot boy You know I do this for the streets, n my peeps thas behind bars As soon as they come home, I'll go n buy them all cars Young Buck! I know you gonna let me shine n get mine I know you gonna let me in to this nine I know you gonna smoke on my weed I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again We party, harder than you can imagine You can run wit losers, or run wit winners that win AHH! |
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Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up in purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco Make notes, burn like broken equipment Looking for shelter via juxtaposition Thought control, those written confessions Two dimensions, dumb your head down Duck, don't look now, company missiles Power is raunchy when the cops are watching Make your dreams out of paper mache Cliched wasted hate taste-tested Hell yes now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thing Hell yes now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legs Hell yes now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my plates Hell yes now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct Hi. Yeah, that's it. Yeah, that's it. Yeah, that's it. Hi. Stretched to the limit, attention spared Snap back the track, collapsin' the laugh tracks Noise response, applause and handclaps Floodgates open to the sound of the rainbow Makin' points on the verge of pointless Fools anointed to the follower's fanfare Look for the common, not superficial Code Red cola ?? crisis Perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles With magic markers running out of their ink Lives and White Out, turn the lights out Fax machine anthems, get your damned hands up Hell yes now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thing Hell yes now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legs Hell yes now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my plates Hell yes now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct Yes. Hi. I like your bass. Your beat is nice. Yeah, that's it. Yes. Yes. Hell yes now I'm moving this way, I'm doing this thing Hell yes now I'm turning it on, I'm working my legs Hell yes now I'm calling you out, I'm switching my plates Hell yes now I'm cleaning the floor, my beat is correct Hell yes. |
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I make it hot {Lloyd} G-Unit {Olivia} I make it hot {Lloyd} Olivia, let's go What's up ladies, I'm back baby The boy wonder got the club goin' crazy I'm two-steppin' in my armor, in my 80 But I ain't in the VIP unless they pay me It's like I practice stuntin' Ma, I have ya mattress jumpin' And I know it sounds like I'm frontin' but I ain't Jerk, jerk ya body and work, work 'em proudly Go and hurt somebody if I don't hit that If you don't see 'em with me don't ask 'bout 50 'Cause if he was here he'd be standing right here And if you don't care so much about my fame Then why you keep starin' at my chain I'm doin' my thing From the club to the telly on a late night Box of Magnums, sippin' Henn, finna get right Checkout time ain't 'til daylight From the club to the telly on a late night {Olivia} Ooh babe, you know I like it when you feel on me Pullin' on my waste, I'm feelin' energy Gettin' kinda hard to keep ya hands off me{Yeah, right there} So slide a little lower, put ya hands on my thigh Maybe I know you like it if that's right I'ma show you how to make it last all night Now let me see you shake it {Chorus}: Twist it, shake it, bend but don't break it Work that body, gettin' so crazy Don't hurt nobody up in this party Twist it, shake it, bend but don't break it Twist it, shake it, bend but don't break it Work that body, gettin' butt-naked Don't hurt nobody up in this party Twist it, shake it, bend but don't break it Mix a little hypno with some Hennessey Like the way this jig goes when it goes through me Think I need to stop because I'm feelin' tipsy {One more drink} Baby now I can't stop 'cause I'm in the zone Shorty keep it comin' boy, I'm grown I don't want to finish this dance alone Ooh I want to see ya {Chorus} Row, row, row down low, shake it fast for me Work your body, don't hurt nobody up in this party Now let me see ya Row, row, row down low, shake it fast for me Work your body, don't hurt nobody up in this party Now let me see ya {Chorus} |
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[Intro]
Fuck that nigga Slim! You the motherfucking boss! [Chorus] I call shots - like a boss Stack knots - like a boss Cop drops - like a boss On top - like a boss Paid Tha Cost - like Tha Bo$$ When I floss - like a boss Big house - like a boss Rep the North - like a boss Who the boss nigga? Who the motherfucking boss? Who the boss nigga? Who the motherfucking boss? Who the boss nigga? Who the motherfucking boss? Who the boss nigga? You see the motherfucking boss! [Verse] I'm Slim Thugger motherfucker! Tha Boss of all bosses That's right! AKA - he who the King of the North is! Wars won, no losses; who want to compete? With the chief of the police, who got the keys to the streets I'm a full time hustler, part-time rhymer I'm having thangs Pha-real [Pharrell] You punks ain't no Grinders You fools just went to school and learned to use Pro Tools? And tried to cop you a G, lose, on the ten o'clock news You can't survive in my shoes or afford to pay my dues Wit your cartoon crews, you niggaz destined to lose! I rock Eminem and 50 Cent crowds And spend most of my weekends cruising above clouds From the West to the Southway to the East Coast I switch time zones more than ho's switch clothes I was born to be on top (top), born to call shots (shots) Born to cop drops and trick off fats knots, like a boss! [Chorus] [Verse] Call me Sarge, I'm the head nigga in charge You see the be |
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