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from Yhung T.O, Mozzy - Legendary Gangland [ep] (2017) | |||||
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from E-40 - The Block Brochure [Deluxe] (2012) | |||||
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from Wallpaper. - #STUPiDFACEDD (2011) | |||||
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from Snoop Dogg 11집 - Doggumentary (2011) | |||||
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from Wiz Khalifa - Rolling Papers (2011)
It's the champagne pourin'
Big joint rollin' Bombay sippin' No blunt smoking Bad bitch gettin' Thick and she got some friends with her I take 'em out pourin' shots of liquor Drinkin' out the bottle, smiling in all my pictures The marijuana loud so them hoes follow like twitter nigga, you know everything Taylored Don't rush to the bar fool, if you ain't got no paper That's the rules, high as fuck, sloppy drunk when I'm passing through Rollin' doobies up, ya hoe who we pass 'em to Hit the club spend this money up, roll another one, drink, act a fool That's what I have to do [Chorus] See after drinking champagne all night Never worry bout a damn thing, y'all might Homie I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeaah) So let me take one shot to the brain And I order three more shots I'm going in, ayy I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeaah) Spent a couple dollars on my engine motor roaring when I back out the garage Gin got me drunk as fuck stumbling out the bar Plus I'm struggling tryna find the keys to my car Cause I be going hard, roll the camera Life just like a movie, I'm the star Wish you was in my position You too broke to play the part Of course I keep some bad women with me in the back Sippin' Rose with some hash twistin' All about a dollar, my team in the cash gettin' Straight out the burb, we drinking we smash niggas So when I say I'm balling, that don't mean that I'm playing mate All my diamonds talkin', you can see what they sayin' mayne [Chorus] See after drinking champagne all night Never worry bout a damn thing, y'all might Homie I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeaah) So let me take one shot to the brain And I order three more shots I'm going in, ayy I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeaah) In the middle of the night, early in the mornin' From the streets to the sheets with some freaks, I ain't yawnin' I'm wide awake, we ain't eatin', we ain't sleepin' These bitches so high man, we ain't even speakin' We just freakin' You rollin' with short dog baby She was high on that pill so I fucked yo lady Come to my house I give 'em everything they want I might not dot it, but I give to ya women Cocaine, mushrooms, ecstasy, GHB, Marijuana She can suck it if she wanna I got tequila, Ciroc and two freaky friends and this a Wednesday night, this ain't the weekend [Chorus] See after drinking champagne all night Never worry bout a damn thing, y'all might Homie I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeaah) So let me take one shot to the brain And I order three more shots I'm going in, ayy I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeaah) Man I'm high as fuck Man I swear I'm on my level Man I'm sloppy drunk Man I swear I'm on my level I finna pass out man I swear I'm on my level A nigga get smashed out Man I swear I'm on my level Man I'm high as fuck Man I swear I'm on my level Man I'm sloppy drunk Man I swear I'm on my level I finna pass out man I swear I'm on my level A nigga get smashed out Man I swear I'm on my level [Chorus] See after drinking champagne all night Never worry bout a damn thing, y'all might Homie I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeaah) So let me take one shot to the brain And I order three more shots I'm going in, ayy I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeh) I'm on my level (yeaah) |
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from Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz - Crunkest Hits (Clean) (2011) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Respect The Pimpin' (2010) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Respect The Pimpin' (2010) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Respect The Pimpin' (2010) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Respect The Pimpin' (2010) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Respect The Pimpin' (2010) | |||||
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from Too $hort - Respect The Pimpin' (2010) | |||||
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from Messy Marv - Collabos (2010) | |||||
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from King George - In the Streets Compilation Vol. 1 (2010) | |||||
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from Drama - Gangsta Grillz : The Album Vol.2 (2009)
I, I know that you've been holding that bag for me
Yes, she spoils me like I'm a baby And she holds nothing back from me So on? nights, I'm her baby Shes pushing her body like a glock Making that tick go tock (yep) She twist at twelve, down to the ground And she doin it all night long for the boys She do it nice and low But just for the boy Two free songs But just for the boy I call her boomerang When she doing her thang She throw it, then she bring it right back It's her and patrone, all night long But just for the boy I get tipper love Spent so much, that the girls just show me love now She show me tipper love Spent so much that I only pull out dubs now She show me tipper love I ain't saying I'm a freak, but I gotta see her face Twice a week now She show me tipper love She don't mind, even if I come thru at night time She give me tipper love She give me tipper love Soon as I walk in this (motha, Fu*ka) You already know that I'm the (motha, Fu*ka) I'm looking at her booty like (motha, Fu*ka) Them haters lookin at me like, you (motha, Fu*ka) Shes pushing her little body like a glock Making that tick go tock (yep) She twist at twelve, down to the ground And she doin it all for the boys She do it nice and low But just for the boy She give me two free songs But just for the boy I call her boomerang When she doing her thang She throw it, then she bring it right back It's her and patrone, all night long But just for the boy I get tipper love Spent so much, that the girls just show me love now She show me tipper love Spent so much that I only pull out dubs now She show me tipper love I ain't saying I'm a freak, but I gotta see her face Twice a week now She show me tipper love She don't mind, even if I come thru at night time She give me tipper love She give me tipper love |
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from U.G.K. - UGK 4 Life (2009) | |||||
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from Beeda Weeda - Da Thizzness (2008) | |||||
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from Keyshia Cole - Just Like You (2007)
[Verse 1:]
So while you going out having your fun, I should sit here waiting for you? All this time I've invested in you baby, now you getting your dubs. And making your runs and popping your drink. and having your fun. But see it's ok. Cus what goes around comes around. It's always been that way. [Chorus:] Didn't I tell you I was gona be the one? (Be the one) Be the one and when it's all done boy...(She can't love you like i do) Didn't I tell you boy? Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you boy? [verse 2:] So now the sun coming up you wanna change. But I ain't sitting up and crying shit. So while you rolling out doing your thing. I'll be popping my bottles. Rolling round clubs. Hanging with me girls. I'll be having my fun Cuz I don't deserve all the games you play. Now you coming back this way. but... Chorus:] Didn't I tell you I was gona be the one? (Be the one) Be the one and when it's all done boy...(She can't love you like i do) Didn't I tell you boy? Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you boy? [Bridge:] You going out knowing everybody's watching. But she could never be me and you know it baby. the proff is in the puddin. Ain't no way to hide it. (Didn't I tell you boy) [Too short:] You thinkin you got her stuck, you must be smoking. she got alot of money too. She ain't no joke man. We raised her good. She got the game before the fame. Keyshia cole, ain't nothing changed. you know her name. You see her ridin something clean. Lookin hella fly. I know you heard, she changed her mind. I'm bout to tell you why. She ain't staying at the house. She going out. To some exclusive shit that you don't know about. She won't be curled up crying with a broke heart. She bout to get dressed and go hard. And if you wanna run the streets chasing hoes, dude she'll be out chillin cuz you ain't doin what you suppose to. Chorus:] Didn't I tell you I was gona be the one? (Be the one) Be the one and when it's all done boy...(She can't love you like i do) Didn't I tell you boy? Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you?(yeah yeah yeah yeah) Didn't I tell you boy? |
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from U.G.K. - Underground Kingz (2007) | |||||
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from Bow Wow - The Price Of Fame (2007)
Alt spelling - 4 Corners
[Jermaine Dupri:] Question, What Ya'll Know About Swangers On A Slab? 30's On A Hummer With The Butterfly Doors, Lucky Charm Teeth Lack On Dem D's, Chevy's Sittin' High Iced Out Everything, Stacks On Deck No Bank. What Y'all Know About 5 Of The Hottest Young Niggas In The Game? Bow Wow, $hort Dawg, Scrappy, Tha Boy Lil' Wayne, The Homey Pimp C We Got A Little Story To Tell Ya'll About Where We Come From. [Verse 1: Bow Wow] I Come From Where A Chevy Wit A Trunk Full Of Bump Is All That's Wanted In A Year It Don't Matter Long As You Throw Some Throw Some D's On It Mouth Cost More Than Your House House On 10 Acres In The Inside So Fly Niggas Call Me Jim Baker From Ohio To Texas We So Infectious ATL To STL Is Gon' To Be Hard To Catch Us I'm Talkin' 'About Niggas Poppin' Pills, Pills, Sippin' On Bar, Bar, Drinkin' Crunk Livin' Like It's No Tomorrow See Out Of Towners Can't Understand 'Cause I Cut All My Words Shawt Poppin' Tags Is Mandatory Saturday At The Mall Hoods Ain't Hoods They Cardboards & Zones Guns Car Choppers & When It's On It's On See The Kids Can't Live Without It & It Ain't Nothin' You Can Do About It Learn How To Bounce & Get Out It Hear Me Out See The Kids Can't Live Without & It Ain't Nothin' You Can Do 'About It Learn How To Bounce & Get Out It & Now Answer Me This. [Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? $hort Dog Holla At 'Em! [Verse 2: Too $hort] The Boy Country Like Overalls You Know That Dawg Catch Me In A Slab The Same Color As Bowlin' Balls Crusin' Up The Avenue I'm Probably Gon' Give You Hoe On Cop 'Cause I Ball Hard & I'm Stuntin' Just Like It's No Tomorrow So Yesterday I Swear I Spent About 50 G's On A Wrist Watch That Shine Brighter Then The Christmas Tree If You Was Gettin' Cheese You Would Probably Spend Too So Don't Hate 'Em 'Cause I Blow Paper Like The Wind Do & Hop Out Clean So Watch Your Queen I'm My Biggest Baller In Houston Homey Not Yao Ming I Mean I'm Gettin' Money Man So My Pockets Hell A Chubby & I Be Sippin' Drank That's Purple Like The Teletubbies So When It Comes To The Women Dawg I Can Tell They Love Me They Put They Panties In A Envelope & Mail 'Em To Me, Damn. Now How's That For Some Fan Mail? But Me & Bow Gotta Question Know The Answer Raise Your Hand Yell. [Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Scrap Get At 'Em! [Verse 3: Lil' Scrappy] Yeah They Call Me Fisher Price 'Cause All I Do Is Play Nice & I Hang Around The Gang Of Gorillas That Love To Fight I'm The Ice Man I'm Far Away From The Sun But I'm Still Hot Like A Bullet Pushin' About A Gun My Charger Look Like A Muscle Liftin' A Ton You Can Pickin' On Me Then You Picked The Right One That's Right You Pass Another Drink & I'm Sippin' Another One You Trust Me Up I'm Blunin' I'm Blowin' Myself A Bun Got A Froot Loop Coup Lookin' Like Orange Juice When Them Hoes See The Truth They Don't Be Knowin' What To Do Yeah I'm Scrap, Scrap, The Youngest Young Nigga In The Nation Young Nigga Quit Hatin' On The Money That I'm Makin' I'm Just Country Nigga. [Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Weezy! Holla! [Verse 4: Lil' Wayne] Look They Call Me Wayne That Is Our Cheporone So Far Ahead Of The Race I Don't Know Which Lap I'm On, Damn Little Homo Young Louisiana Hit You With The 3 5 7 Like MC Hammer & Money Talks So That's My Grammar If You Ain't About Money You Can Step Like A Gambler. Am I The Illest Doin' This? Hell Yeah I Am Fresher Then The Prince Of Bel Air (Me Too) & O.G. Kush Is What You Smell Here Smokin' The Biggest Blunt's Don't Worry I Brought A Spare They Say I'm At The Top But I'm Almost There & When I Get I Will Sit Don't Worry I Brought A Chair I'll Put Ice All Over The Altermare But Yay Watch Face No Time Is Hard To Tell & I Will Do Whatever Tha Carter Shell So Hot Goin' Out Wit Me Is Like Goin' To Hell. [Chorus: Pimp C] Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? Now What Ya'll Know About Them Country Boys Comin' Down In Candy Toys Playin' Hard Talkin' Noise? [Fades out] |
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from V-White - Perfect Timim’s (2007) | |||||
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from Kelis - Kelis Was Here (2006)
Kelis
(laughing) Hey a, you don't have to love me you don't even have to like me But you will respect me you know why? Cuz I'm a BOSS Uh uh... watch the beat go... Uh uh... watch the beat go... (Bangladesh) Uh uh... watch the beat go... Uh uh... watch that beat go... (Chorus) Kelis I'm bossy I'm the first girl to scream on a track I switched up the beat of the drum That's right, I brought all the boys to the yard And that's right, I'm the one that's tattooed on his arm I'm bossy I'm the bitch y'all love to hate I'm the chick that's raised the stakes I told young stunna he should switch to Bape I'm back with an 808 cause I'm bossy Ooh lemme slow it down for ya so you can catch the flow Screw it up make it go extra slow Real girls get down on the flo (on the flo get down, on the flo) Ooh I gave you a taste you want some more (Touch down) I'ma throw it up like a pro I ride the beat like a bicycle, I'm icy cold Ooh from the 6-4 hefers up in Crenshaw To the money makin playas up in Harlem Don't want no problem We gon keep it bumpin while the 808 is jumpin Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my grill Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my grill (Chorus) Ooh (I bet I bet I bet) I bet cha neva heard it like this before Me and my baby be cruisin' them phantom doors Got the bar poppin this that you can't afford (can't afford) Ooh I'm drinkin, blastin the crowds it's all smokin All the while I'm all open Me and my girls we stay fly and we love to stay high Ooh from the 6-4 hefers up in Crenshaw To the money makin playas up in Harlem Don't want no problems We gon keep it bumpin while the 808 is jumpin Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my grill Diamonds on my neck, di-diamonds on my grill (Chorus) Too Short It's bout time that she get with me Can't stop starin, she's fine and she's pretty Damn girl, don't hurt em If niggas don't back back, you gon work em Put your mack down, I know your background What chu want girl, you gettin that now That's how you do it, huh? Well I'm the coolest one Them bad bitches in the back bring em to the front (bitch) Tell that man you's a boss bitch Make some noise, raise your hand if you's a boss bitch I don't think he understand you's a boss bitch Get some help if you can cause he lost it Ain't no refunds, she spent the cash mayne In your benz with her friends in the fast lane Flossin, you say "how much it cost me?" About a million dollars playa, she's bossy (Chorus) Uh uh... watch the beat go... (x8) Uh uh... |
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from Too $hort - Pimpin' (2006)
[E-40 + girl]
[E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a player just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a hustler just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a gangster just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a baller just like you [E-40] Dem your friends over there? Nah! Who you with then, nobody? That's what I figured Sittin at the bar, pervin all by yourself Gettin nice and liquored You said - truuue, I'm havin problems with my dawg And I said - oooh, my broad just left me for a broad We in the same boat foxy lady lil' momma pretty woman I'm beginnin to think we got somethin in common Confirmation, verification, lack of communication in our relationship Drama (drama) just picture me and you gettin our freak on in the sauna (sauna) Stress free without no rubbers or no condoms (condoms) That's the real, treatin each other, crustaceans, {?} or Benihana's No more 7/11, time for real chimichongas Sheeeit, f'real f'real, we'll change the program up so quick [E-40 + girl] [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a player just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a hustler just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a gangster just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a baller just like you [Too $hort] I see her choosin, it won't take me long I got too much game, so I cain't be wrong Ain't no safety zone, for a bitch when I'm around I lead her anywhere and go pimp her by the town I'm Too $hort baby that's what I do You wanna play all the broads, but I do too You know the rules of the game, take my hoe, ain't no shame Cause I can do the same thang You wanna sleep wit her, be sneaky and try to creep wit her She take his cash and he let her Not knowin, I was gon' get it all You love the way we players ball [E-40 + girl] [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a player just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a hustler just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a gangster just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a baller just like you [Too $hort] She like them paid niggaz, let 'em have they way wit it She like them baller niggaz yaeh you know we all hit it She like them real G's who treat her like she's filthy She like to keep the square even though she still be fuckin with that other nigga, that's what she likes Niggaz packin pistols [E-40] Niggaz ridin bikes Rated PG if you keep on the lights You ain't gotta work hard, you his wife Fight in clubs and I'm lookin at the price Nails and toes, get some done Not his kid but he calls him son I don't know what you did but you got him sprung Never me doe (me doe) I'm hard as a diamond That ain't me hoe (me hoe) I'm a hustler be timin to the utmost (utmost) shinin and grindin with my kinfolk (kinfolk) collectin and stackin my loot Steppin with soldiers and trues, pimpin and panderin hoes Strikin a player pose (strikin a player pose) [E-40 + girl] [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a player just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a hustler just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a gangster just like you [E-40] I need some cootie cootie coo! [girl] I need a baller just like you - 1/2 [Outro] That's what she is A funky, once a month bleedin, dirty down BITCH That what she is, you know what I'm sayin? Like you call me a pimp Somebody somebody would take that offensively A square would, you know what I'm sayin? Or some, some brothers get mad cause you say nigga Right? Well the bitch, to her At least to, to my hoes, that's more of a, a pet name |
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from Too $hort - Pimpin' (2006)
[The Game]
Uhh Hey yo $hort, they ain't ready for this one nigga Yeah Whatever you want I got it, ammos, cars and chips Yards of sniff, flood the boulevard with bricks Hard or soft, raw get flipped, B.I. slash O.G. Know about hoes, broads and strips Hatchback I stuff 'em all with dicks, nasty nigga Whup mo' ass than Steven Seagal in flicks Like, it's a Spike thing, I do the right thing Smack ass silly, bitches call me Sweet Dick Willie Cause my cum, tastes like Now or Laters So it attracts like strawberries and crocodile gators On backs like a scout for the Raiders Turn wifes into hoes so if your girlfriend blow, then she go If she ain't legal, she can't mob at Teddy's We can't bump and grind and I ain't Robert Kelly So act like the broad in _Belly_, face down Ass up, that's how I like to fuck [Chorus: unknown female] Whatever you want I got it If there's money to make, let's spend it Whatever you need, come get it And it feels so good to me - I'm wit it [Too $hort] I'm lovin life, what'chu want me to say? I'm tryin to tell the whole world, they goin dumb in the bay They don't care if you don't like it, it's fun anyway We smoke bomb in the bay on a sunny day It's rainin buds, comin straight from Humboldt Got a blunt rolled, a trunk full and still want mo' It's not enough, light it up and get fucked up You got a rat in the hood, 'bout to get sucked up Yeah bitch, shut up and swallow the nut Or turn around, and let me shoot it all in yo' butt Cause I'm a freaky nigga when I get these sluts And you a nasty girl, you like to lick these nuts So when you call my phone and say pick me up Cause you want me to shove this dick in yo' gut I'ma do it, fold you like a 50 dollar bill Fuck you real good and say, "Bitch how's it feel?" [unknown female] Feels so good to me {*3X*} Feels so good to me - I'm wit it [someone] Ay 'Face man why don't you let these punk-ass niggas know what time it is [Scarface] I don't wanna let these niggaz know what time it is Because if I let niggaz know what time it is Then niggaz is gon' tryin to use they clocks to try to set they time to mine Dig that [The Game] Uhh Hey yo $hort, they ain't ready for this one nigga |
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from Too $hort - Pimpin' (2006)
[Too $hort]
Beotch! Somebody say beotch! Say beotch! A lemme hear you say beotch! Say beotch! Say bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch.. Your daddy said come back baby, find your life It was wrong before but this time it's right It's been way too long, you've been gone from home You wasn't ready when you left to be grown on your own Now deep down inside you're his little girl Gotta swallow his pride cause you're his little girl Wouldn't be so bad, if you only stripped But you don't do dancin just lonely tricks Now you're hooked - ain't no love You in this game, it's just like drugs Your family wrote you off cause you fucked that up You way out of town and you stuck Now you're on your own, you've been disowned Since you left your hometown all your friends are gone It's girls like you that truly make us You're lost in the world so I moved you to Vegas Before you met me you wasn't nuttin I fucked wit'cha and I turned you into somethin Now fuck J-Lo, be your own woman Now take your ass back to work the track jumpin Say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever Say, say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever [Too $hort] Say beotch! You better get that cash Old-ass man wanna hit that ass Older than your daddy, more like your granny Let his old wrinkled ass get in them panties I show you how to get it, I'm just a dog You had a good thang and you fucked it off I'm like the big bad wolf, you better scream Run for your life cause I want that cream Your father told you, to stay away from me And now you gotta call me daddy? Now let me ask you, you think you've got it together? You're too fine to be broke, you gotta get whatever Now I don't give a fuck in any weather When I see you, you better have a G or better Look into my eyes, and say you understand me Cause now I'm your family (say beotch) Before you met me you wasn't nuttin I fucked wit'cha and I turned you into somethin Now fuck J-Lo, be your own woman Now take your ass back to work the track jumpin Say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever Say, say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever [Too $hort] Your father wants to know, when you comin But you never liked home so you keep on runnin Now I got you, you're mine for life Bitch get your mind right, don't let the limelight steal your soul, and make you old Make the happy lil' girl turn bitter and cold Now your brain is frozen, your body is numb You're stuck in the hoe-zone, you gotta get home You can go to Oz and won't learn shit Click your heels three times and go turn a trick Beotch! You better get that cash If you don't got it when I see you I'ma whip that ass And all of you squares, that hear my flows Most of y'all bitches wouldn't make good hoes Never talk down on a pimp and his whore Unless you know the whole story, broke bitch! (say beotch) Before you met me you wasn't nuttin I fucked wit'cha and I turned you into somethin Now fuck J-Lo, be your own woman Now take your ass back to work the track jumpin Say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever Say, say beotch! I'ma be pimpin forever Bitch, I'ma be pimpin forever Say say say say hoe! I'ma stay mackin forever Hoe, I'ma stay mackin forever [Too $hort] Say beotch! Yeah that's right, hoe up if you wanna blow up Say say say say hoe And all you cute broke-ass bitches stop hatin on these real hoes Say, say beotch You up there suckin and fuckin all night for free Say say say say hoe When you coulda got in and out there wit'cha money real fast baby Say beotch! Yeah, you need management You need a nigga like me To tell you exactly what you need to be doin out there Get your full potential out your pussy baby Yeah [fades out] |
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[Too $hort]
Do it again... We want it all (we want it)... Everything you got (we want it) We want the diamonds, the gold, the weed, the hoes The coke spot and the keys to the Rolls You out of business, but no need to hang up the sign We 'bout to open up shop we got thangs to grind So potnah dude don't come back through Cause everything we see you with, we gon' want that too It's the law of the land, the way of the jungle Gotta watch your fuckin back when you slangin them bundles Ain't no love for you on this side You might have to die so we can get by You know the dopefiends they got to get high And if you ask me why, I'll just say it's life You cain't handle the pressure, when them gangsters test ya Why they smashin on you man, I think you best ta ask yourself, who made this fake hoe rich? Bitch nigga, we 'bout to take yo' shit cause we want it [Chorus One: Too $hort] Everything you got, we want it (You got it, we want it) Raise up off the block, we want it (You got it, we want it) Leave the shiny whip, we want it (You got it, we want it) And your fine bitch, we want it (You got it, we want it) [Too $hort] Fo' pimps in a Range, choppin up the game Gotta stop slangin 'caine we need a occupation change Cause the pussy gon' sell like dope Keep a nigga paid that's what I tell my hoe Get that money man, wish y'all had a bunny ranch Keep my hoe naked, never let her put on her pants No truss, no pumps, no lingerie Bitches hoein up that's goin on today Like I told my pimpin potnah, you know these women gotta give me every last dollar, when I see that bitch tomorrow This is pimpin incorporated, I'm all the way in this shit Married to the game, now get up out my business bitch I'm talkin to some pimps about some pimp shit It's a competition BITCH, I'm tryin to win this And I just got another hoe she's fine as hell I'm tryin to put some mo' trophies on the shelf [Chorus Two: Too $hort] Put her picture on the net, we want it (You got it, we want it) Give me everything you get, we want it (You got it, we want it) Don't make me whup your fuckin ass, we want it (You got it, we want it) You better get about the cash, we want it (You got it, we want it) [C-Bo] C-Bo is on some gangster shit, four-fifth, banger clip 600 stuntin, 21 sittin on them sick And how I get it dawg the same way I live it dawg The gutter's grimy I catch 'em slippin and get it all Take somethin, lay they block down, break somethin Guerillas with bananas that make 'em lay down they hammers Do it like the Santanas, rip the block to the slammer And for the cash I want I'm known to get hot with them clammers Heyyy, it's the heist for your jewels man It's plain and simple, your ice or I shoot man We get the stack of dollars, black Beemer black Impalas Pull up and take the block, made niggaz made the block I want it I get it I dip it I sit it Rather it's jackin or pimpin these bitches, a nigga wit it I go hard in the paint, hard large to the bank At the club 20 grand at the bar on the drank [Chorus One] |
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