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from Trey Songz - Inevitable [ep] (2011)
기모찌
으갸갸갸?v Not Alone Linkin Par.. Top Of The World Trey Songz What I Be On (Feat. Fabolous) Trey Songz 곡 68 | 담기 5 | 추천 0 |
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from Trey Songz - What I Be On (Feat. Fabolous) [single] (2011)
기분업 클린업클..
@림기사@ One By One Lebo M Livin` My Love LMFAO, S.. LMFAO Steve Aoki Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It) Various Ar.. 곡 50 | 담기 27 | 추천 3 |
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from Mario - The Walls (Feat. Fabolous) [single] (2011)
If the walls were watching
If they could see your face I'm sure that They'd be talking and I know what they'd say They'd say damn that girl is going crazy Damn that girl she's amazing Touching moaning never seen you like this baby Never seen you this way Cause she don't act the same When the lights go down She don't act the same She be screaming out loud She don't act the same no no no Just when I thought I had her figured out Cause in the day she's a lady But now everything's changed She don't act the same If the walls were watching If the walls were watching If your friends could see you If they could hear your screams Would they recognize you How shocked would they be Oh damn Damn that girl she's amazing Damn that girl going crazy Touching moaning never seen you like this baby Never seen you this way Cause she don't act the same When the lights go down She don't act the same She be screaming out loud She don't act the same no no no Just when I thought I had her figured out Cause in the day she's a lady But now everything's changed She don't act the same Excuse me your honour I'm calling a witness If y'all don't believe me The walls are my witness They done seen things in the wall of the business So the neighbours know my name They might even know you came Over the house late last night Woke up wanted more of what I ate last night I love them quiet girls want it but deny it girls Them boy you crazy But fuck it we can try it girls When the lights go down She don't act the same She be screaming out loud She don't act the same no no no Could of sworn I had her figured out Cause in the day she's a lady But now everything's changed She don't act the same If these walls were watching If these walls were watching trueluv1님께서 등록해주신 가사입니다. |
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from El Debarge - Second Chance [Deluxe Version] (2010)
Nice, yeah
Five seconds, five seconds Five seconds, baby girl you're on Once you're on ain't no coming off Shine so much the sun could take a summer off Some of y'all dunno a butterfly from a moth Turn the El DeBarge on take something off All I know is all you need is me Girl, that's for sure, just let me teach you What you need to know I only need five seconds, girl You know that I can change your life South of France See the clear blue waters Hearing the wind I can take you places you've never been Girl tell me baby, what's your pleasure Tell me your fetish too I waited, baby there's no measure There's no limit to what we can do All I know is all you need is me Girl, that's for sure, just let me teach you What you need to know I only need five seconds, girl You know that I can change your life Bring all your friends Believe me girl, there's plenty Money to spend Girl, we can do anything we want to Creme brulee in an LA cafe Late New York rendezvous Every moonlight in Miami We'll be on a private jet for two All I know is all you need is me Girl, that's for sure, just let me teach you What you need to know I only need five seconds, girl You know that I can change your life Five seconds on the shot clock Is you tryna win the game or get your shot blocked? Ball player swag, basketball wifey Them other players couldn't pass the ball like me Leave my shorty alone, I'm asking y'all nicely Dine and shine to get your casket all icy Oh, all I know me and the dame kick it I put her on a flyish, no plane ticket Truthfully, I rather she do none But I love it when she wear them Lil' see through ones, yeah I'm a make a movie when the preview's done In five, four, three, two, one Come with me, you need to Don't worry, I got you Just give me five seconds I'll turn your life around Loving you over again, baby Whenever, however Just give me five seconds I'll turn your life around All I know is all you need is me Girl, that's for sure, just let me teach you What you need to know I only need five seconds, girl You know that I can change your life Five seconds, five seconds Five seconds, baby girl you're on |
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from Joe Budden - Mood Muzik 4 (2010)
[Fabolous]
These n-ggas losing their minds You find that theres no reward They say they already home It's really clear they abroad They sound like they boxed in It's not just where they record There's a cost to be the boss they can't clearly afford Swear to the Lord, theres guns like the audience You put on a show, my 40 clearly applauds Sittin' fifth row, I might appear to be bored Plotting on a Kanye, but screaming where's my award Ballin out of control, never won an ESPY Bout to buy a black ghost and call that sh-t SP Flow outta this World, I'm coming for my Moon man You n-ggas slide back like that walkin on the moon dance No glitter glean, handgun with a beam Have some boys follow you, street fam, twitter team Like you could f-ck with me Oh did it seem, Dr King and Def Jam aint the only ones with a dream I'm a grown ass man, this kid a teen You're a spoof of me like if hip hop did a scream Audi coupe looking good so I went and copped it Got that TT poppin' like a trending topic My ride is matte black My pride is that jack It might get ya dog shot, even a cat smacked Anyway though, styles don't apply to me Jeff Goldblum couldn't be more fly to me Shorty say right after the suck f-ck proof You hit it on the head girl, duck duck goose You shoulda got the message that I chuck up deuce Break em off and leave it You seen my f-cked up tooth It's f-cka bitch, there's more fish in the aquarium I rarely hear no, like when n-ggas ask you to marry them There's no lights in the place you buy your jewelry from Funeral fab, I'm just here to bury them [Joe Budden] Reporting live from the beacon Booth tired from the beatin Had foreplay all day Prepin' the beatin' the mic for a threesome With my vocal's bi-coastal, speakin til their eyes totaled Mr wi-fi, out a franchise go to Magic, standby local's Watch the track bust once I show my dick size to the pro-tools I teach you how to have models screaming get behind me E-pills and maybach's aint gon matter if your tip is tiny Nevermind me, we could get knee deep in the beef Seek me with the heat but you'll need more to keep me on a leash Here's a cc for the peeps that wanna see me in the streets Invest in Rockports and be easy on your feet Give a few hammers, a few semi's and a few snubs to a few crips, Couple vampire's and true bloods Gambling in casino's, have a hundred handing me my c-notes The modern day gambino I'm careful every step I take You the n-gga walk up in a shootout with some pepperspray That'd be the last mistake you ever make Me I chop his head off from a rooftop And race it downstairs just to see if I can catch his fade Like groceries when I'm shooting at fags Make sure the breads separated and put the fruits in a bag Withstand the hatred Dudes is falling off doing all they can to save it But everybodys run stops ask Brandon Jacobs What y'all call swag to me is all faggotry Fours want blatt at me that'd equal more casualties Abort the strategy Or get attacked with that Duracell they put in your back Now thats assault and battery You can keep the b-tching to yourself There's beams on every burner These lasers, a petition wouldn't help! What good is having shooters if they the type that miss? Where I'm from, better be careful when you drive that whip N-ggas put they life at risk for pies that flip In my town Ben Affleck wouldnt try that sh-t And if he did he'd get turned around burnt down Tell 'em new jacks it'll be a while fore they eligible to earn the crown [Lloyd Banks] Acid out the baggie This is more than dope Flawless flow F-cking off a sign every horoscope to wore my robes Strappin up the corner cold, critical Unquestioned, my opponents know I shoot like capono, watch me own the show Chromatose, toasted, getting money while I roam the coast Stones and boats, mansions, homes, and hopes I deserve 'em both, overdose Time to earn my votes, watch me turn the volts Voltage through a hater, this electric chair, danger Yeah, I see ya Now make way fore it turn to diarrhea Hear a microphone will give you 3 of everything I wear yeah Models by the pair, swear, bottles, private Lear, steer Style thats outta here, rare, thousands by the chair, square Sleep with me, you came here, war with me is scary Get beat silly tryna lamp here, better bring your theory heat I got a drop damp here, n-ggas try me barely No one breathes, I need an ants ear, precious necessary Got my mind on the cheddar kill my haters together Bury em in abundance and starve there family's stomach's Paper come in my thumbage, brand new fifties and hundreds On point, just like the drum is I'm warning them baby mothers Got the hunger of a broke rapper Kill you while I'm rollin up then smoke after Catch you at your show, snatch ya, empty out the dough faster Bentley off the scene, magnum Mo splasher, four packer Southside n-gga spittin coke at ya! [Royce Da 5'9"] This is for the fronters and the naysayers I'm about to scare away the drummers and the bass players They say I'm out of my league on this one So when I get done I want you to cut your f-ckin ears off, Twitpic 'em! Lord, I want you to leave this vicinity You gon be around here bout long as Justin Bieber's virginity This is Jesus identity, mixed with weed Hennessey, kennedy, king Mixed with a kill or be killed, killer regime Ill as you seen, switch Y'all write all that hard sh-t then you fall right off, it's horrible My oracle is all I offer, so before I borrow You won't be here tomorrow flow Sorry, I will probably Adios my body with somebody toast This sh-t just practice Sickest rapping Baptist Kill your pastor, steal your chapstick After that make you kiss a cactus Then, take your hoe, make the hoe give the whole clique fellatio Everyone, that wasn't the whole entourage on HBO Then after that, I tell her, I can't do much with you, shawty! I just found out I could fly to Dubai and hire buffy the body! Dont call us if the bitches ain't flawless If they are then we can hang like Aretha Franklin bra-less The drunk me can box like the sober you The sober me be more nervous than Waka Flocka in the voting booth We beef like being deep and dumping K's You beef like Lady Gaga and her stylist Y'all get together to look good in front of a bunch of gays My feng shui is a pump in the desert You'll come up shorter than an Asian jumping out of a trunk in the desert While my wolfpack looks for strippers and cocaine N-ggas snitching, it's a shame We call em male tattlers Fiends touching they noses more than URL battlers It's hard to spit saliva when you spit fire So I'll just pour sugar in your gas tank Put a banana in your tailpipe Ah ha, so the car can fit the driver |
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from Ne-Yo - Libra Scale (2010)
We're a hurricane So destructive in the way that we do A little bit insane But she loves it just the same And me too They say love and insanity Are somewhat related The way that they make us act But baby girl the love between you and me Is truly the greatest Though sometimes we hate it They can't tell me nothing about you Cuz you're my Crazy love Can't tell me nothing about how we do Cuz we got Crazy love I'm intelligent I'm not stupid Not at all But my common sense When it comes to you it falls Then I do something dumb They say love and insanity Are somewhat related The way that they make us act But baby girl the love between you and me Is truly the greatest Though sometimes we hate it They can't tell me nothing about you Cuz you're my Crazy love Can't tell me nothing about how we do Cuz we got Crazy love I walk into where you was at then my phone calls get a who is that I told her that i worry that we won't last She told me you need to worry when i don't ask See that's the crazy love i be talking bout Gary Coleman face girl what you talking bout Make me wanna kick you and that yorkie out Then i see that fat ass when you walking out How I'm gonna tell my baby bye bye Outfit look crazy on her you my lady gaga But you wanna start at first and get the last word You wanna lock me down and get the password Damn i wanna spray don't use juice So in the bedroom i got a few screws loose The head's coo coo back shots psycho They can't tell me nothing about you Cuz you're my Crazy love Can't tell me nothing about how we do Cuz we got Crazy love |
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| from Richgirl - Swagger Right (Feat. Fabolous & Rick Ross) [digital single] (2010) | |||||
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from Fabolous - There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music Mixtape [Explicit Version] (2010)
[Chorus: Fabolous]
I see dead people I see dead people I look in my pocket and I see dead people I see dead people I see dead people I look in my pocket and I see dead people One, two, three, body count One, two, three, everybody count One, two, three, body count I check my other pocket more bodies found [Verse 1: Fabolous] More bodies I'm back for more bodies The competition is a skinny bitch nobody I'm running and I know's it That's why I'm so snotty You little boys sit yo ass down, no potty [Chorus] [Verse 2: Fabolous] Let's keep it a hundred That's word to Ben Frank's Money's what you can count on when your friends ain't Grass green over here Green like the kushes I got presidents in my jeans like the Bushes We don't chase money we chase dreams Rub this money in your face, face cream Doctors say I have a problem I see nothing but the bread Told me close my eyes "what you see" You know what I said! [Chorus] [Verse 3: Fabolous] And if I go make sure the family gets the cash And at my funeral there's only 1 wish I ask Give the haters one last chance to see me cause this they last Turn me over one by one let them kiss my ass I see dead people I see dead people Pocket full of ego, big head people One two three body count rising And everybody got their hand out fucking Heisman Your boy just convinced her that she gorgeous Must have took a couple thousand of them Georges They call me funeral they call us [? ] Face on point they should call us swordfish He got a gang of money You can't stop his drive He in the blue six screaming out stop it five Black out jewelry, you still see it though I make a moviue in the club, you still see it though [Chorus] |
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from Fabolous - There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music Mixtape [Explicit Version] (2010)
Shout out to my enemies, shout out my competitors
Shout out to my mini-me's, I hope you do better, brah Better me, better you, etcetera, etcetera Shout out to the followers, I will stay ahead of you Big up to the haters, big up all you low niggas Biggin' you all up should make you feel a little bigger Big up to the fake niggas from a real nigga Fake niggas, help you recognize a real nigga Uh, I'm a Brooklyn nigga anyhow Closet lookin' like I opened up a Vinnie's Styles Bitches say, "We are the best" So mami in my jeans PRPS Yeah, street fitted in a gang Yeah, at you like a Twitter name Same place I see 'em, same place they chalk 'em out We speak gwap-enese, come see what we talkin' 'bout Holla at your homie, holla at your dog Lookin' for the competition, holla at them all Once I say hi to her, she gonna say bye to ya If looks could kill then my style might body ya B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya If looks could kill, then my style might body ya B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya If looks could kill, then my style might body ya Shout out to the groupies, shout out to my ex Probably sayin' fuck me so shout out to the sex Don't get mad at me 'cause I'm on to the next All of this because I ain't respond to your text Big up to you bum bitches and your ten dollar dresses Big up to the big girls, y'all are so precious Salty bitches tryin' to raise a nigga blood pressure Grown little girls, do yo' mouth get any fresher? Huh? But it ain't fresh as Loso Monogrammed out, son, case you didn't know so Flow so deadly, swag too murderous Known for bein' nice, that don't mean courteous This is nothin' new, I'm not a beginner I get big checks like a lottery winner Her boy dissin' ah, boy, listen ah Kindly sent him on his way, tell the mortician hi You better holla at your homie, holla at your dog Lookin' for the competition, holla at them all Once I say hi to her, she gonna say bye to ya If looks could kill then my style might body ya B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya If looks could kill, then my style might body ya B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya If looks could kill, then my style might body ya What it look like, nigga? It's Young Funeral Told y'all niggas I got this shit nigga There Is No Competition 2: The Funeral Service What up Dram'? What it look like? Huh? What we talkin', baby? What we talkin' 'bout? These niggas is dead What we talkin' 'bout? Yeah, I said it, dead, nice Niggas might as well lay down in a hole And throw dirt on they self It's funeral |
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from Fabolous - There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music Mixtape [Explicit Version] (2010)
Raw, raw, raw, raw
Raw, raw, raw, raw Raw, raw, raw, raw So hearing that any nigga out cook me Is suspect as R. Kelly with girl scout cookies When you talkin' to a pro watch ya mouth rookie Go in ya shit, have ya teeth playin' mouth hookie, nice You niggas must of heard me wrong I blame them horses when I turn that Porche turby on My engine gettin' his Kentucky Derby on Seats is brunette, paint is dirty blonde Speakin' of dirty blond, say hi to curvy don, Fergie John With the body movement of a turbion I just watch her, it's been a hectic year so I sit and get fried Call the weed electric chair But ya'll on death row, one request left You lookin' for ya girl, oh, she just left Her and my dick just became B-F-F's Then I threw her out like Jazzy J-E-F-F I'm raw dawg, ya'll safe sex You dicks belong in latex, not tape decks You can't see me neither can the flunkies under you My shit bananas, like a monkey no.2 I'm bigger than that, more like guerrilla though Nick name funeral got that from this killer flow Err things still a go, my pockets be extra fat Big money on deck like a rods next to bat, shit Somebody contact the tabloids I'm a big deal like a contract from Bad Boy Yeah, it's all good baby, baby My swag plays a big part so it's all gravy We hit the club like Nino in the C-M-B, yeah Pretty mixed, bitch, I just call her P-M-B, yeah Watch ya step, baby, gettin' out that G-M-C You bust yo ass, girl, we both gon be on T-M-Z Don't be shy, let them cameras expose you The worst that can happen is a amber rose you People runnin' up like damn, I knows you Hey, ain't you? Yeah, I am that bitch 6 feet deep, nigga, yeah, I am that ditch Throw it in the bag in the recession, I am that rich I'm under close watch, niggas got binoculars I ain't what's poppin', bitch, I'm what's popular If I'm the one to go at, nigga, what's stoppin' ya? I call my gun, Nadia and I be finger poppin' her Keep that bitch comin' like blakka, blakka Go to yo head like a shot of vodka Rocka sick fit call a doctor, potna You think I had a Gucci deal, Waka Flocka Yeah, I am too fuckin' raw Yeah, you heard me, I am too fuckin' raw Raw, raw, raw, raw Raw, raw, raw, raw Raw, raw, raw, raw Raw, raw, raw, raw Raw, raw, raw, raw Raw, raw, raw, raw |
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from Fabolous - There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music Mixtape [Explicit Version] (2010)
[CHORUS]
Its clap on, clap off in this bitch Don't let make turn off your own switch You couldn't see in the daytime with a flashlight I got my cash right so.. I don't see nobody [8x] [VERSE] I walk up in the spot and see tonight we have a pack house We all in the building and its rocking like a crack house All the sexy women wearing dresses with their backs out My neck is usually lite up but tonight we have a blackout Call me Tom Edison cause I'm about to light up My head is in the cloud Felt like it just took a flight up They tryin to slow me down like that sizzurp in them white cups Clear that Imma bubble like you shoke a fucking sprite up I don't see nobody but I aint going blind tho I don't see nobody stoppin me from mine yo We the money game We throw up dollar signs hoe My gun from out a town and make you change your state of mine hoe [CHORUS] Its clap on, clap off in this bitch Dont let make turn off your own switch You couldnt see in the daytime with a flashlight I got my cash right so.. I don't see nobody [8x] [VERSE] Bottles of Rosae keeps finding its way to my section And groups of pretty bitches with them light skin complexion Told her Imma kill it and I use magnum protection I just slide up in it baby thats lethal injection I'm about that money Pussy is what a fool chase Hoes will have you tied up Bitch I aint no shoe lace Smurkin in my black shades My bbm cool face but I will fix you niggaz You'll make me get my 2k I don't see nobody but it aint my vision I see I'm what it is and you are what it isnt Lights out niggas, assume the position With my eyes close I see there is no competition [CHORUS] Its clap on, clap off in this bitch Dont let make turn off your own switch You couldnt see in the daytime with a flashlight I got my cash right so.. I don't see nobody [8x] dverdz |
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