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Drake - Trust Issues Lyrics


Trust Issues Lyrics

All I care about is money and the city that IÂ'm from
IÂ'ma sip until I feel it, IÂ'ma smoke it till itÂ's done
And I donÂ't really give a f-ck, and my excuse is that IÂ'm young
And IÂ'm only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya

IÂ'm on one
Yeah, f-ck it, IÂ'm on one
Yeah, I said IÂ'm on one
F-ck it, IÂ'm on one
A strong one

Two white cups and I got that drink
It could be purple, it could be pink
Depending on how you mix that shit
Money that we got, never get that shit

Cause IÂ'm on one
F-ck it IÂ'm on one
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

You know what IÂ'm like, oh yes, oh yeah
Oh yes, Oh yeah
Oh yes, Oh yeah

You know what IÂ'm sippin, I teach you how to mix it
But youÂ're the only one, cause I donÂ't trust these bitches
I donÂ't, I donÂ't trust these bitches
They might catch me slippinÂ'
So youÂ're the only one, cause I donÂ't trust these bitches
They might, they might catch me slippinÂ' and put in something different
So your the only one

Cause I donÂ't trust these bitches
I donÂ't, I donÂ't trust these bitches
They might catch me slippinÂ'
So youÂ're the only one

Oh Ooooh, trust issues
Oh Ooooh, trust issues

Oh Ooooh, trust issues
Oh Oooo ooooo ooh

Oh yeh, oh yeh
Lets call up IÂ'm drinkin, lets all get wasted
IÂ'm drinkinÂ', lets all get faded

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Drizzy Drake, check me out
Coming live from the the muthaf-cking north side
Kick game, run game, run it real good
But never ever have my bitches sittinÂ' courtside
Same nigga that you knew way back when
You actinÂ' like itÂ's somebody you donÂ't know
Tell me how the f-ck we supposed to stay friends
When you got a bunch of feelings that you donÂ't show
I can tell, I can tell, I can tell certain people donÂ't like me no more
New shit donÂ't excite me no more
Guess they donÂ't really make Â'em like me no more
Uh, you can look me in my eyes and see I aint myself
Cause if ya what I created than I hate myself
But still, let them girls in,
And tell em all leave their cell phones on the table where we see Â'em
IÂ'm all day with it man, AM to the PM
Niggas hatinÂ', I just wish they would say it when I see em all

Thats that shit that drives me crazy
And itÂ's all that IÂ've been gettinÂ' lately
And itÂ's probably why IÂ'm scared to put the time in
Women wanna f-ck t like theyÂ're me and IÂ'm them
Looking for some things that I think I can find in you, in you

Oh Ooooh, trust issues
Oh Ooooh, trust issues
Oh Ooooh, trust issues
Oh Oooo ooooo oh

Oh yeh, oh yeh
Lets call up IÂ'n drinkin, lets all get wasted
IÂ'n drinkinÂ', lets all get faded
Oh yeh, oh yeh
Call up on drinkin, lets call up


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Brother Sister - Between Us Lyrics


Between Us Lyrics

I wouldn't wanna be anybody else
Hey

[Verse 1]
You made me insecure,
Told me I wasn't good enough.
But who are you to judge
When you're a diamond in the rough?
I'm sure you got some things
You'd like to change about yourself.
But when it comes to me
I wouldn't want to be anybody else.

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

I'm no beauty queen
I'm just beautiful me

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

You've got every right
To a beautiful life
C'mon

[Chorus:]
Who says, who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty?
Who says you're not beautiful?
Who says?

[Verse 2:]
It's such a funny thing
How nothing's funny when it's you
You tell 'em what you mean
But they keep whiting out the truth
It's like a work of art
That never gets to see the light
Keep you beneath the stars
Won't let you touch the sky
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Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

I'm no beauty queen
I'm just beautiful me

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

You've got every right
To a beautiful life
C'mon

[Chorus:]
Who says, who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty?
Who says you're not beautiful?
Who says?

[Bridge:]
Who says you're not star potential?
Who says you're not presidential?
Who says you can't be in movies?
Listen to me, listen to me
Who says you don't pass the test?
Who says you can't be the best?
Who said, who said?
Won't you tell me who said that?
Yeah, who said?

[Chorus:]
Who says, who says you're not perfect? (Yeah)
Who says you're not worth it? (Yeah yeah)
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'? (Ooooh)
Trust me, that's the price of beauty (Hey yeah, beauty)
Who says you're not pretty? (Who said?)
Who says you're not beautiful? (I'm just beautiful me)
Who says?

Who says, Who says, you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?

[Chorus:]
Who says, who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty?
Who says you're not beautiful?
Who says?

Who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, (yeah) that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty? (Who says you're not beautiful?)
Who says?


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Maino - I Still Love You Lyrics


I Still Love You Lyrics

i still love you
i still love you
i still love you
i still love you

whenever let nobody speak down about you
i was different then them niggas that you kept around you
you was bunny i'm the .. that you was looking for
i was standing in the presence of a superstar
i learned from you my niggas was loyal to you
and everybody knew i took niggas the war from you
all the time you said the industry fake
don't let it fool me
you choose to drop on the game but you used to school me
no please took ti the trial and then you blue
i roll with you straight to the jail
that's how i do
..to the join expressing how much i lay up
still a queen even a dream i wish you ..
man change then you came home
we ain't moving different
emotions now gettin involved we in our feelings
fighting and arguing shit we never used to do
we don't even speak no more
we playin that i was choosing you

oh man i still love you
so f*cked up now
i still love you
is so f*cked up now
i still love you
put your f*ck hat off
say that shit man
that's why i never did it

you was the niggas i confided all my secrets to
all my plans all my dreams i was kept with you
it was true that i loved you like my mama birth you
..the jail man i out you right inside the circle
loving ..what happened to your loyalty
guess you're still loyal to ..
but it's not to em
how could you do me like that
i made your family mine
and you ain't telling the truth you tell your family lies
try to make it seem till i'm like a ..nigga
you all people know that i would killin nigga
what' up with you homie bring your mortal back
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sayin nothing on world will bring the fresh ..
guess you don't know a person until you safe a ..
don't meet in the glass no thanks to showin
i ain't gonna lie thought .. caping you
but i'm the coma have ..i'll wash my hands from you

i wash my hands homie
i'm done
i still love you
.. you understand
no love lost, no love had
i still love you

..cup from the scene call me
we was ..you check my vain still badder than me
the same shit we doing sweet tryin to check vacation
the same shit that had the team under investigation
matter of fact got you facing the dub
we would take that tot he face so you can take it blood
the real nigga don't snitch do your head do your time
we thought no ..money 'cause ever .. in
see the good see the bad i see the hate too
guess it seemed it all for that day you
you used to tell me f*ck with nigga gonna say dude
just be grateful for what this streets made you
the crack is what you priest nigga
'cause if for me you ..or you shit nigga
even you're living or you're dying in the streets nigga
might not ever f*ck but you still gonna have love for you

i still love you
i still love you
i still love you
i still love you


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Joe Budden - No Church in the Wild Lyrics


No Church in the Wild Lyrics

Uh-ooooh
Uh-ooooh
Can I talk my shit again?
Just wonderin if I could talk my shit again
I had to do it
CouldnÂ't blame me
I had to

YÂ'all can threaten me with ya thoughts just never speak it
One gun accompanied by prayers I never need it
Burning flesh, skin peeling, slow inferno
Take away what we love weÂ'd all be Joe Paterno
Reporting live from the city where they gun tote
Sober in the sauna full of blunt smoke
YÂ'all concerned with Drake and Common
Me? IÂ'm concerned with niggas havinÂ' fake in common
Though IÂ'm leading I donÂ't really know the path
But the future canÂ't be worse if you really know my past
Begged to be understood anytime I showed the wrath
But how could I expect third parties to know the half
Like, when the temp rises, but you the candle whip
Sorta like Kyle Williams out in candlestick
ErrÂ'body shouldnÂ't grab the hammer by the grip, shit!
Billy Cundiff couldnÂ't handle the kick, shit
They say I changed since stardom
CanÂ't share the same success, we ainÂ't share the same problems
So, got big just to show Â'em what the gym does
Nevermind shootinÂ' they ainÂ't show me where the gym was
ThatÂ's why I do a lot on spite
So if you, look up to me you got Â'em at the wrong height
I mean, IÂ'm not a role model, IÂ'm a piece of shit
A product of never being giving a piece of shit
Breaking day got the grind of a trucker
And my logic ainÂ't designed to intertwine with you suckers
Loaded 9 is a buffer, but no time for you fuckers
ThereÂ'll be bodies in the sewers when my minds in the gutter
Last night I had an epiphany
It wrote it in my rhyme book in calligraphy
I see so many people looking for validity
ThatÂ's the wrong search if whatÂ's lost is dignity
I certainly have grown since Mouse
Chrome under the couch
But IÂ'll stomp his face to make it known what IÂ'm about
If he on what he spout
Put my Nikes on his cheeks, and I ainÂ't foaming at the mouth! (get it?)
Reminded when I vent
Nigga God designed it, itÂ's in the print
Two memos for the spineless, ones repent
Second jewel, leaving my kindness as a strength, nigga!
No beef, no malice, not at all
I got no vendetta for yÂ'all
I mean I only want better for myself
Sometimes I even want better for yÂ'all
I swear, thereÂ's no love in hip hop
Irony, not even on love and hip hop
Spacious closets, Persian rugs
Make sure IÂ'm dressed at my best for the jerks that judge
Had a talk with my ex who knew for certain I was bugged
So I let the door slam feelinÂ' worse then I was
She said all I ever made her feel was hurt and disgust
Which in turn hurt cause that was my version of love, I care
Clear year, you need better resolution
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It seems the chances we agree are forever ruined
You talking bout how, IÂ'm talkinÂ' about execution
You talking bout now, IÂ'm talkinÂ' about evolution
But better days gotta come
IÂ'm a good amount of bad, right amount of so wrong!
And Heidi Klum left Seal, which only proves my point, shit can only be ugly for so long!
Slaughterhouse founder, canÂ't derail a captain
AinÂ't enough niggas praying I feel for it to happen
Cause on both side of the coin youÂ'll get fed shells
In unison, hollow heads from red tails
I donÂ't wanna see your weapon
To keep me from what IÂ'm destined
SomeÂ'll see that as a blessinÂ'
And my dudes swear theyÂ'll keep me happily from harm
So I do the leg work they carry the arms
Check it, shawty I had over Saturday
Never act away, and squirt Â'til she over saturate
She go hard in the dark
No chains, but see IÂ'm gettingÂ' it, even when the cars in park, nigga!
The hood is on some bullshit
So it ainÂ't weird to see Â'em aiming at the pulpit
Fates are empty collection place, spirit in ruins
We used to a different type of communion
But guns take the place of the choir, tie up the the Pastor
If he scared canÂ't believe what he say Â'bout the life after
The stained glass is bullet proof
Sometimes a liars mouth can be full of truth
I done heard gospel from a sinner
Told me to season my pride if thatÂ's dinner
Said thereÂ's no human that walks without sin
So we should probÂ'ly call the gates make sure we allowed in
Joey!!!



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Wale - Warming Up Cane Lyrics


Warming Up Cane Lyrics

[Intro]
This is not Tha Drought 3
This is not a Kanye mixtape
This is not a 50 mixtape
This is something different
You know what IÂ'm saying
If you love hiphop music and you love Wale
Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime
100 Miles and Running, Wale, catch dubs
LetÂ's do it

[Verse 1]
Come get some, you little bum
I bake the cake but you canÂ't get a crumb
I made the pop rock that guy on
Shanghai dutch with the high beam on
IÂ've been fly, IÂ'd could probably show
Pride of Columbia, IÂ've got that yÂ'all
Amidst? that kid cause I smoke Datpiff
Whips ainÂ't shit but my kicks look sick
I donÂ't wear jewels, too much conflict
Get loose, just like you when I do rhyming
And IÂ'm at, IÂ'm on their mind like a yamaka
Supreme for my team or Orlean all prided up
Got problems, what? I canÂ't say
CanÂ't wear GRs, IÂ'm pitching cocaine
I ainÂ't even start yet, this is propane
Get the heat ready then I give them that flame

[Hook]
ThereÂ's crack, thereÂ's crack
ThereÂ's crack, thereÂ's crack
ThereÂ's crack, thereÂ's crack
ThereÂ's crack nigga, thereÂ's crack
They warming up cane, they warming up cane
They warming up cane, they warming up cane
They warming up cane, they warming up cane
They warming up cane, they warming up cane

[Verse 2]
Since cane been brought up, the cane been bought up
Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner
Every since then our whole city been horrible
The hard, fast dope has a whole lot of coroners
Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars
For the most part those blocks get Bogart
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Hoes pop from the core to the whole block
Fed ainÂ't dumb but they sittinÂ' in the cold dark
I start to newhiphopsongslist.com think itÂ's all planned
ItÂ's all too black for me to blame it on the man
I just blame it on a man named Reagan
Face it: your face Caucasian, you literally naked
Physically straight but they cake they behavior
I ainÂ't trying to bitch, but they say that IÂ'm hating
Your wrists donÂ't glist, get the pots out baby
You trying to get paid, then you better get to baking

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
ItÂ's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks
The crackerjacks say that the blacks kill blacks
The blacks kill blacks for the crack of respect
Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids
Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen
The government officials is rude in the District
They do the shipment, we do the pitching
They do the score and we more like Pippen
They locking us up for the drugs that we doing
But I donÂ't know no hood nigga thatÂ's a chemist
All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist
Cook that bag then buy a couple tennises
Supply it to the fiends that believe when itÂ's in them that they better, but they never gonna be till they finished
Finished mean done, and done mean dead
DCÂ's here, this is where crack lives

[Hook]


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Mystikal - Original Lyrics


Original Lyrics

[Intro]
Im a political refugee
Thats how the f-ck I felt

[Birdman - Chorus]
Birds for the summer
Hummers for the runners
Candy on the paint
9 for the thunder
Throw a couple hundreds
Fishing on a fishtail
With big money, cash money oilwell
High roller, shot caller, big boss
Original, real nigga from the start
Head huntinÂ', price on a nigga tab
Hit Â'em up, for playing with a f-cking male

[Mystikal]
Say IÂ'm better than Beethoven
To the beat that I rap over
Stay outta that medicine cabinet
Yeah, thats what they told me
Giving us test, cause we stay rollinÂ'
And know a nigga act better than a .45 caliber pistol when they loading
They penalize us, tryna slow us down
They constantly f-cking us up
Thats why weÂ're buck wild
Call me porch monkey, call me jigaboo
When you know you wanna f-ck my woman and eat my barbeque
How the f-ck you gonÂ' watch my house
But donÂ't wanna live on my street
The ape man told Tarzan Â"how the f-ck you better than me?Â"
Rap I run that rock, and got a jump shot
Who we got ? wife, up in that white house
I took a look and didnÂ't sell out
I was in the ? and didnÂ't bail out
Hoping the, didnÂ't fail out
Back to the top from the jail house
Lace Â'em up, tie ya shoe
Catch a cut, know what pressure do

[Birdman - Chorus]

[Mystikal]
Who out cÂ'here f-cking with me, huh? tell me that
IÂ'm bout to drop that ?, where my pamper at?
Try to answer that, or give me my mantle back
I bury you cockroaches, shoulda left where I was at
You dun made that f-cking bed
You dun built this f-cking house
? Yeah nigga what the hell
Talking baby business, yeah
DonÂ't be f-cking with me
Cause you wont get off easy
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I feel just like Drew Brees
When they kick off football season
How I cut the ref, you canÂ't stop from bleeding
Rappers betta leave me Â'lone
if they gonÂ' keep on breathing
Now keep on starving and IÂ'mma gonna keep on eating
And you keep on sucking, and IÂ'mma keep on squeezing
You gon be the one bussing or be the one fleeing
You better keep on trucking
Aint nobody betta ? this evening

[Birdman - Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, aint it crazy how shit be
Thats why I flush it
I got the Tommy gun with the drum
Thats percussion
I just popped a couple pain pills, self destruction
I made something out of nothing, thanks for nothing
I pistol whip you pussies, knock her out Robitussin
Ran up in your house, killed everybody, no discussion
Rep, that muthaf-cking red flag like a Russian
Yeah, look, I told her baby IÂ'm a thrasher
We kissed, I lit her ass up than I ashed her
No hard feelings, no car dealing, but I shuffle my queen
Duffle bag too heavy to carry to the car
My Mary in a jar
IÂ'm food, I let the haters add a little salt
Thats cool, I do it for all the niggas that try
And all the bitches IÂ've f-cked, and all my niggas that died
Tunechi

[Birdman - Chorus]


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Cassidy - I Get It In Lyrics


I Get It In Lyrics

Sayin whatÂ's up
Lost in the family
Hook:
I get it in, i get it, it get it in
I get it in, get it in, get it get get it in
I was in the hospital when IÂ've been in the pencil
But down get it in I donÂ't f*ck with them niggas in
I get it in, i get it in, i get it i get it in
Get it in, get it get it in could get it in
The hustle was a hustle, the hustle never in
So down .. i donÂ't get it in i donÂ't f*ck what them niggas in
I get it in .. try not to break the rules
I got guns u never shot iÂ'm tryin not to make the news
I aint got 48 cause iÂ'm in the new
I got cake i donÂ't need the couple .. in the pool
My bitch and never break up and she hate to make a move
But she know that iÂ'm a ..like the makeup that she use
I just f*ck escape up on ome juice my diamond on some ..like the uniforms that the Lakers use
And for your information letÂ's make some clarification iÂ'm the best and got checks like the ..
I inspire myself if you a bar get some ..some help and then fire yourself
[Hook:]
The hustle was a hustle, the hustle never in
So down .. i donÂ't get it in
IÂ'm on probation so IÂ'm tryin to take the light brain
Trains on bitches you just make your wife
IÂ'm chillin i ainÂ't tryin take you ice
I leave you with the ..chain on bring on IÂ'm tryin take your life
I took the top off my .. brain surgery i got .. metaphor ..
I give respect even if ..heard of me
No exaggeration you the press tryin to find a rule to success
I have the navigation .f8cking up the ..
[Hook:]
Im on probation tryin not to catch a case
but ill probably bust a second nut before the second date(wait)
If we aint have sex, I slept wit da heffer face so,
One way or another, I fucked your baby mother,
brother, I wiped my pipe off on your baby covers,
so they never played together, but our kids layed together,
ILL and yall still stayed together.
We never made .. and never got pay together
did you mix out when purple haze together
any and cope .. eliminate together
i get it in so i gotta make forever
this a record i can get a play forever
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[Hook:]
Gotta get it in no matter what you do
Gotta get it get it in
If you donÂ't get it in I donÂ't f*ck with you
Pose i mean i am ..with a lot of mother f*cker
i mean iÂ'm cool with niggas that .. niggas that rat niggas that act
get struggle ..workers electrician
able .. nail man
iÂ'm cool with niggas in college
iÂ'm cool with niggas that do a lot of different shit
i even f*ck with this little nigga that donÂ't do nothing but roll dutches
that nigga dutches me nicest and mother f*cking he get ti in
if i f*ck with you gotta get it in no matter what yu do
you gotta get it in
[Hook:]


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Dream - Used To Be Lyrics


Used To Be Lyrics

[Intro]
Say IÂ'm f-cked up,
Well, you just might be f-cked up too
I might be f-cked up
Well baby girl, how about you?
[Verse 1 - The Dream]
You used to be my nigga
You used to be that cool bitch
You used to smoke witÂ' a nigga
But now you on that bullshit
You used to sex me crazy
You used to call me baby
Now all you do it nag me like a 5 year old from the backseat
You used to be so confident
But all that shit came and went
Used to be anti-internet
But now you constantly blogging and shit!
You used to strip for a nigga
Now you ainÂ't got nothing but lip for a nigga
Halfway decent for me, but you dress up for your girlfriends?
Listening to what they say god your ass without a husband
Put you in a Benz, you did everything to get me
AinÂ't did nothing since but keep talking about what it should be
Car note, daycare, paid all the f-cking rent
Know you wanna run the world
But first, try running this
But yall dont hear me, oh, oh, oh
[Hook] (x2)
Stop f-cking with me, woman
Stop f-cking with me, woman
Stop f-cking with me, woman
Stop f-cking with me if you ainÂ't f-cking with me
[Verse 2 - The Dream]
You used to be so sweet
But now you act bitter
And just so I donÂ't hear that shit, I drown my liver in this liquor
You used to be like this man
You used to be my best friend
Now all you do is judge me
And scream out f-ck me, but donÂ't f-ck me
Ohhh, hell to the no!
Now IÂ'm all up in the clubs
Now IÂ'm all up in the mall
Now you in my cell phone screaming Â"whoÂ's this bitch?Â"
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SheÂ's just a friend, yeah thatÂ's it
And now you wanna trip, ainÂ't that some shit?
Yesterday you didnÂ't give a f-ck, now you asking where I been
And you hating on every girl that walk by
Talking about Â"where she think she going in that outfit?Â"
She donÂ't even love me, she loves the competition
Every man out there: I hope youÂ're listening
Can I be honest?
Can I be muthaf-cking honest?
[Hook] (x2)
Stop f-cking with me, woman
Stop f-cking with me, woman
Stop f-cking with me, woman
Stop f-cking with me if you ainÂ't f-cking with me
[Verse 3 - The Dream]
ThereÂ's nothing at home, so IÂ'm searching for love
Tried to get through, but you dont give a f-ck
She canÂ't love me, when she donÂ't love herself
Feels like IÂ'm sleepin with somebody else
Now IÂ'm seeing somebody else
Now IÂ'm touching somebody else
Now IÂ'm f-cking somebody else
But go ahead and blame me if it helps..
IÂ'm just being honest
I know, I know, I know, I know sometimes IÂ'm wrong
But am I really the only one
Real women know that IÂ'm talking real shit
And you fake bitches, IÂ'm sure your sittinÂ' around all pissed
All my real niggas know that IÂ'm talking real shit
And fake niggas can take notes, or find rope and choke, nigga
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Joell Ortiz - Marajuana Man Lyrics


Marajuana Man Lyrics

YÂ'all know who I is
Marijuana Man!
Yaowa

[Verse 1 - Joell Ortiz]
Ok, I got the best pot in town
But before you get with me, boy
I want you to shop around
So when you come back this way
You know you dealing with that piff
IÂ'm a king of the spliffs
No ands, buts or ifs
ItÂ's them magazine haze from down MIA
I got 5 GÂ's a P, donÂ't worry what I pay
Put your 20′s in a bag
Slide your 50′s in a jar
Made niggas could move hundreds
If they hustled up to par
I drive a nice car off the strength of that plant
Just breaking up a budÂ'll have your fingers all damp
IÂ'm Ray? treated like dope
And have my shit stamped
Call it ? everything I love all you need is one bud
To f-ck up your camp
On the grind all the time
YÂ'all be knowing my steez
Environmentalists be hating how IÂ'm moving them trees
But I canÂ't stop, that pot keep knots in my pocket
Unless I get shot or knocked, yÂ'all not gon knock it
Who IÂ'm is?

[Hook x2]
Marijuana man, high as a Marley man
20 in my right, nice philly in my other hand
IÂ'm a hustle man, IÂ'm just tryna double, man
Stack a couple hundred grand
Keep everybody puffing man

[Verse 2 - Joell Ortiz]
I got it all colors
What kind of smoke are you trying to do?
Looking for something sweet and smooth?
Right this way: IÂ'll show you them blues
The best part about this, go ahead and toss it on that scale
That this only a .7, this bud is puffy as hell
Want something a little stronger?
I got something thatÂ'll hurt you
Follow me over here – see that right there?
Yeah, thatÂ's that purple
The budÂ's a little tighter
And IÂ"m sure youÂ're smelling fumes
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It tastes just like it smells and that high?
It packs a peww, now this fella right here
HeÂ's both fluffy and heÂ's right
His nickname is Â"AlbinoÂ", heÂ's a rhino and heÂ's white
IÂ'd leave him in a jar so they could see him and get hyped
Cause heÂ's drenched in THC
Looks like a tree with Christmas lights
And last but not least: heÂ's plain green
But he can push! Grand-daddy of them all
Look at his swoosh, they call his Â"KushÂ"
Now it costs a little more – but my oh my will this one go
And so there you have it bro
Last thing left it get this dough
Who I is?

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Joell Ortiz]
You can dabble with the other stuff
And made a lot of paper
But a couple guys I knew got hit with numbers like the Raiders
Real stand-up dudes, they ainÂ't even mention a player
So I switched hustles – cash ainÂ't as fast
But itÂ's much safer
IÂ'm in and out of state
Without even half of the risk
A weed case is like a bracelet
Little slap on the wrist
But enough about getting locked
Cause ainÂ't nobody getting caught
Everybody getting guaped
The whole world smoking pot, baby!

[Hook]


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Wiz Khalifa - Rooftops Lyrics


Rooftops Lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa - verse 1]
And they say they ballinÂ' but I do it how the pros do
Where we goin next? we gon let my hoes choose
No socks and my boat shoes
Guess a n-gga eating good like whole foods
Not a couple cameras now they bring the whole crew
Bad bitch ride wit me so she pose too
See me and my guys like a plane flown through
Hella high roll up weed up like IÂ'm supposed too
And now IÂ'm into big things
On the building you need to know the tenant rate
Gettin paid still ridin no shirt
Let a b-tch give me brain call it home work
N-ggas try hatinÂ' on Â'em but it dont work

[Chorus]
Alota shit done change
New clothes new car new things
Sayin boy they used to be at the bottom
Came up thats what they say
Used to not be allowed in the building
But now we on the roof top
Used to not be allowedd in the building
But now we on the roof top
Slow money just better than gettinÂ' no money

Learn to get good show money, thatÂ's yo money
Get comfortable with it, really know money
Rich n-gga shit, that really goes for me
Self made n-gga, well played
IÂ'm on the plane drinkinÂ' champagne and lemonade
You tryna copy whats done, IÂ'm tryna innovate
And club owners getting tired of tryna ventilate
BIG MISTAKE
IÂ'm too busy finding places and trips to take
The more I smoke the more money my business make
Remember they used to be like Â"who is this?Â"
Now, IÂ'm up in this bitch, they light up like independance day
When you around the real, you keep it real everyday
My n-ggas keep it real, so I hear what they say
Either you getting paid, or you paying to play
Either you on your grind or you stay out the way

[Chorus]

[Curren$y]
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Uhh, just made a million, got another million on my schedule
The pick up on my Ferrari, you jets or you jetless
You n-ggas aint help us, on second thoughts you did
They hatin was the fuel for this shit so you wrote your own check off a hoe ass
Sweatin bullets at home, wondering if she coming back
? and she she can smell it on ya
Thats why you only see her when you buying stuff for her
We was sneaking in then it was general admission
Now we own the arena deciding who allowed in it
Our windows aint tinted, pimpin, I aint trippinÂ'
Had showered that shit, IÂ'm just ballinÂ' and chillin
We plooted this out, one night in the city
Now we Los Angeles, medicine cabinet twisting
Our habits are expensive, we gotta have it
Twit-picÂ'ing when we get it and they mad at us
F-ck them n-ggas

[Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa]
Alotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you putting in work, thats how it goes
Alotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you putting in work, thats how it goes
Alotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you putting in work, thats how it goes
Alotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes
When you putting in work, thats how it goes

And if the kids tryna be like me, they probably smoking bout an O.
Oh, aint my fault though!


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Mos Def - Niggas In Poorest Lyrics


Niggas In Poorest Lyrics

[Intro]
Live from America
Yasiin, Yasiin, Yasiin
N.I.P, sing it

[Verse 1]
Ball so hard, clean clothes look grimy, pretty women donÂ't mind me
So whatÂ's fifty grand to a young nigga like me? More than my annual salary
Ball so hard, this shit crazy, fought my side, the whole world hate me
Nervous stares hit the third affairs, Savannahs can of police tracing
Ball so hard, this shit weird, we be home and still be scared
ThereÂ's grief here, thereÂ's peace here, its easy and hard to be here
Psycho, liable to turn Michael, take your pick, Myers, Myers, Myers, same shit
Ball so hard, got holey socks, dope block on my stove top
Jumbotrons for astronauts, high at all but no planet rock, say
Ball so hard, this chopper too, we starving Marvin, you hot food
ThereÂ's birds of prey, no escape, open-air prison, no pursuit
Ball so hard, who getting faded? Little Maurice in the sixth grade
No mama, no father, role model the dope game, say
Ball so hard, bitch behave, standing behind the deuce-deuce-trey
Ice-cold, heat blow, closed casket, cold case

[Hook]
Ball so hard, that shit cray
that shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray
that shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray

[Verse 2]
These young bloods is looking scary at the mall
They wearing pants, you can still see they drawers
They rob a nigga in the bathroom stall
They took his life cause he ainÂ't want to take it off
Singing, ball so hard, that shit cray, ainÂ't it, Bey? Diabetics, fish filet
Ball so hard, your hustle cold, nigga it ainÂ't spring
Every winter and I Â'em with my heat again
Bourgie girl, grab your hand, show you how to do this ghetto dance
Fuck your French, we ainÂ't in France, IÂ'm just saying
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Prince Williams ainÂ't do it right, if you ask me
If I was him, IÂ'd put some black up in my family
Fake Gucci, my nigga, fake Louis, my killa
Real drugs, my dealer, who the fuck is Margiela?
Doctors say IÂ'm the illest, I ainÂ't got no insurance
ItÂ's them niggas in poorest, be them rebel guerillas, huh

[Interlude: Malcolm X]
I donÂ't worry. I tell you, I am a man who believed that I died 20 years ago
And I live like a man who is dead already. I have no fear whatsoever of anybody or anything

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
To the kings and queens and everyone in every place, yo
DonÂ't get caught up in no throne, donÂ't get caught up in no throne
DonÂ't get caught up in no throne
Towers of Babylon rise up and so they shall fall
As it was written before, amen, the show goes on
DonÂ't get caught up in no throne, donÂ't get caught up in no throne
DonÂ't get caught up in no throne
These devils out here lying, acting like the people ainÂ't dying
They silver and they gold, ainÂ't never saved a soul
DonÂ't get caught up in no throne, donÂ't get caught up in no throne
DonÂ't get caught up in no throne
Shout-outs to the earth and to the heavens, lunar, solar eclipses
We seeking for forgiveness and safety for our children
DonÂ't get caught up in no throne, donÂ't get caught up in no throne
DonÂ't get caught up in no throne, Allah is in control



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SwizZz - SwizZzy Wright Lyrics


SwizZzy Wright Lyrics

[Intro - SwizZz]
Bom bom bom bom
Oh, bom bom bom boom
Hey, bom bom bom bom
All-right, here we go

[Verse - SwizZz & (Dizzy Wright)]
Yo, one, two check like a mark IÂ'm here
Niggas get cozy, its gonÂ' be a long year
IÂ'm not by myself so donÂ't try that from the rear
I got Dizzy runninÂ' with me, IÂ'd advise you be aware

(Uh, mindset racing, I got a duffle bag
Try to snatch it, turn your face into a punchinÂ' bag
The ladies love the tats, want to lick Â'em front to back
Fuck her once she sneakinÂ' out and I donÂ't think she cominÂ' back)

Nah, and I donÂ't think sheÂ's coming back neither
So you should quit callin and textin and take a breather
She only fuck with you cause her ? beaver
Now she moved on, I know you seen the logo on her T-shirt

(Uh, high life IÂ'm blowinÂ' ghosts on a lonely road
Dummy flow, Steve Harvey said I was Romeo
You chasing women, IÂ'm chasing what God only knows
If you dont think we rock the show, then what the fuck you cominÂ' for?)

Now tell me that, huh, why you on that bullshit?
YouÂ'll get screwed like a driver, get your tool kit
IÂ'm schooling niggas and IÂ'm handing out the rubric
You talkinÂ' like you got it but you havenÂ't even proved shit

(Boy you ainÂ't never moved shit, you donÂ't move bricks
Still livinÂ' witÂ' your grand-mama and your two kids
You a broke confused kid, a legendary
Never secondary, I grind whenever its necessary)

Man I unnecessarily talk shit to talk it
The rap like TV or down deposit
On some different shit and ? IÂ'm fucking awkward
IÂ'm in your bathroom shittinÂ' on your granite faucet

(Your shit is awful boy donÂ't try to get in touch with me
Nasty flow, I two girls, one cup the beat
Smoking weed, getting high with a couple freaks
That love the D, especially, cause canÂ't nobody can fuck with me)

Now thatÂ's a commonality we both share
IÂ'm Â'bout to take flight just lookinÂ' for a low fare
A few resist the urge to look, but most stare
You ainÂ't never ball, just your bitch got no pair

(You got it boy, Barry Bond in your fuckinÂ' nogginÂ'
Top Ramen watch p-ssy? got nothing in common
Boy stop it, I get it poppinÂ', I been a problem
You been a weirdo, you probably hang out with Dennis Rodman)

Your sittinÂ' court-side, gettinÂ' your hair-doo died
Your mama must regret not gettinÂ' her fuckinÂ' tubes tied
In a double-knot to preventing the fuckinÂ' shame
Of having a grown man without an asset to his name

(Uh, your rap career ainÂ't no realer then a monkey turtle
I smoke too much, IÂ'm always in a funky circle
I got the purple, you fuckers are too commercial
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My lyrics deliver murder, we do this shit, no rehearsal)

Man practice, what the fuck is practice? A.I
IÂ'm insect repellent to those claiminÂ' they stay fly
Dizzy taught me how to cook, now I bake pies
Stupid ass swag, like I got my fuckinÂ' brain fried

(I swear my dick long like a giraffe neck
Baby wanna try, and say she havinÂ' bad sex
I wake up, swag out, and then I cash checks
This rapper money got me wantinÂ' to enter a math tech)

You get your work check, cash it, and break down to ones
Then pour Â'em on male strippers when you need some fun
I earn a cheque then deposit it into my savings fund
Re-up on tree when IÂ'm on E and slide my mom a couple bucks

(Moms comfy, now find dudley
I think IÂ'm the bomb, because I keep the bomb on me
Bomb dot com, slash con, Diggity Simmons, Kennedy Don
YG, with these ratchets, who be fuckinÂ' around with my time, uh)

Eh, one more time (uh), last one for the homies (uh)
? with a little bit of (huh?)
That means IÂ'm gettinÂ' busy like I got no common shit
IÂ'm high wit Dizzy, gettin dizzy, faded off a couple hits

(We on the come up quick, Funk Volume runninÂ' shit
Breeze got me sippinÂ' slow and haters yÂ'all can suck a dick
IÂ'm Dizzy Wright and IÂ'm faded in on some other shit
SwizZzle told me ainÂ't nobody could fuck wit this)

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The Weeknd - Initiation Lyrics


Initiation Lyrics

Oh yeah
Got you drinking out them white cups so what
All this shit sounds foreign to you, thick smoke, choking
Baby get familiar with the order
Just crack it, then pour it, then sip slow, then tip low
My eyes red but my brim low, that XO, she climbing
Straight to the top, forget why she there in the first place
No more crying, heart rate slow, put that rum down you don't wanna die tonight
I promise, when youÂ're finished weÂ'll head to where IÂ'm living
The party wonÂ't finish itÂ's a fucking celebration

For my niggas out tonight, and they high off Shakespeare lines
There's enough to pass around, you ain't gotta wait in line
And the clocks don't work you ain't gotta check the time
And the blinds don't work you ain't gotta check the sky
We be going all night, til light

I got a test for you
You say you want my heart
Well baby you can have it all
There's just something I need from you
Is to meet my boys

You've been going hard baby, now you rolling with some big boys baby
Got a lot you wanna show off baby, close that door before you take your fucking clothes off baby
Don't mind, all my writings on the wall
Thought I passed my peak, and I'm experiencing fall
And all I wanna do is leave cause I've been zoning for a week
And I ain't left this little room, trying to concentrate to breathe
Cuz this piff so potent, kill a seratonin
In that two floor loft in the middle we be choking
On that all black voodoo, got me gum chewing
Call one of your best friends
Baby if you mixing up
Cup of that XO, baby I been leaning
Back from the come down, girl I been fiending
For another round, don't you blame it on me
When you're grinding up them teeth and it's fucking hard to sleep

I got a test for you
You say you want my heart
Well baby you can have it all
There's just something I need from you
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Is to meet my boys
I got a lot of boys
And we can make you right
And if you get too high
Baby come over here and ride it out, ride it out

Work that back til I turn you out
Roll that weed, blow the fire out
Taste that lean when you kiss my mouth
Get so wet when I eat you out
Girlfriend screaming that I'm creeping out
Been knocked out, I keep em out
Ex-man hollering, keep him out
Hard to let go, I could teach you how
Take a puff of this motherfucking weed for now
Take a shot of this cognac, ease you out
Just one night, trying to fucking leave you out
Baby, baby

I got a test for you
You say you want my heart
Well baby you can have it all
There's just something I need from you
Is to meet my boys
I got a lot of boys
And we can make you right
And if you get too high
Baby come over here and ride it out, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Baby come over here and ride it out, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah

That north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO, (x8)


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Cassidy - What Real Niggas Do Lyrics


What Real Niggas Do Lyrics

Yeah, the hustler
..Jag lost any family
But it is crazy out here
This what real nigger do!

Chorus:
Â…crack it too,
Is what a fuck around do!
Â… chicks you never knew
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
..for the niggers in your crew
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
Get anyÂ… your niggers through
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
What? IÂ'm a real nigger
And IÂ'm a real nigger, too
Spit that real, spit that true
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
IÂ'm a real nigger, and IÂ'm a real nigger too
KeepÂ…
Is what a fuck around nigger do!

I got grams a white, thatÂ… a white
Give that tan a white if you could stand the price.
The ice in my watch isÂ…
Break like paparazzi camera lights
Bitch I grip that camera tight
If cats ever try to grab me dog
IÂ'll probablyÂ…
DonÂ't Â… your body, dogÂ…
IÂ'm cool but my nose ainÂ't snottyÂ….
IÂ'mma probably break somebodyÂ's jaw
One punch and itÂ's over with
IÂ'm about to punch with both my fists
..both your lips..
I had both my hands on both the tits
I had both my hands on both my nuts
I made both the slutsÂ…
I got coke to flip, IÂ'm moving drugs, youÂ're using drugs
You smoke this shit.
Ice broke the shit, so I move around,
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and move the pound like who smoke the shit.
Gotta Â… got a whole snap of that dope and shit
I push weightÂ… what a fuck is your boys strapping for.
YouÂ're packingÂ… you never pack before
What a fuck youÂ're wasting thatÂ…
YouÂ're whacking, you never speak crap before
You cats weep, so whichÂ…

Chorus:
Â…crack it too,
Is what a fuck around do!
Â… chicks you never knew
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
..for the niggers in your crew
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
Get anyÂ… your niggers through
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
What? IÂ'm a real nigger
And IÂ'm a real nigger, too
Spit that real, spit that true
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
IÂ'm a real nigger, and IÂ'm a real nigger too
KeepÂ…
Is what a fuck around nigger do

IÂ'm going to point nigger.. yeah I pass theÂ…
Feels so out of this world, so out of this space, but IÂ'm no astronaut
Can a nigger come and cookÂ… you know I had to pop!
..cause a nigger wanted to hate and I had to bless the shot
Yeah, told everybody this nigger wonÂ't play
Â…tell a nigger OK
..in the pussy, you niggers is so gay
My eye on the throne Â….
Now chill, you seen a niggerÂ…
Probably wanna hit usÂ…
You got that dirt, and IÂ've got that work,
If a nigger need a job IÂ'll let a nigger knowÂ…
I do this easy, hoe
You donÂ't wanna see me get greasy, hoe
Oh, you think youÂ're bowling, got the boy feeling likeÂ…
Do it better, believe me Â…
Â…get your girl shook like easy hoeÂ…
I thought you niggers knew
Since IÂ'm here you niggers through
Fuck .. what you niggersÂ…
what a fuck a real nigger do?

Chorus:
Â…crack it too,
Is what a fuck around do!
Â… chicks you never knew
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
..for the niggers in your crew
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
Get anyÂ… your niggers through
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
What? IÂ'm a real nigger
And IÂ'm a real nigger, too
Spit that real, spit that true
Is what a fuck around nigger do!
IÂ'm a real nigger, and IÂ'm a real nigger too
KeepÂ…
Is what a fuck around nigger do


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Wale - Passive Aggres-Her Lyrics


Passive Aggres-Her Lyrics

[intro:]
my home girl told me i got an issue
with women with issues
i guess i got my own and i can relate to them, you know
the irony in it
when you get what you want, you don't always want it

[verse 1:]
temptation, i'm done waitin'
i'm done thinking, this ain't enough drinking
i'm in love with a lady who crazy
maybe it's cause of the way that she praise me
i ain't used to it, she got that hot love
i try to lay low, she like to pop up
i try to make the most of it, beat the box up
i make the pussy wet, i make the heart bust
good pipe make a girl to a good wife
good morning wood, i just need a termite
riding though my hood tryna see where i'm at
she can't be in my face, then she be on my back
like, "where you at wale?"
or "where is that wale?", "who you with wale?"
when i'm back she be like "you the shit, wale."
she crazy, that stalker shit
every one of her home girls so talkative
no time for that, no acknowledgment
think it's time you and i need to call it quits
look, need to call it quits
you be on that stalker shit
look, i tried to call it quits
until she came trench coat and a thong and shit
whoa

[hook:]
i am like a masochist
so lead me to the wall
i am yours to own, you know
don't be a pacifist
cause girl it turns me on
girl it turns me on

girl i know you like that, you crazy
but i think i like that, just maybe
i ain't tryna fight back, but baby
if i go inside that, you'll hate me

baby when i like that, i know it's crazy
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bite me and i bite back, and call it love
and you know i like that, you say you hate me
you bite me and i bite back, and call it love

[verse 2:]
look
temptation, starting to sink in
as i indulge in an instinct i'm fadin'
i'm in love with a woman who is crazy
maybe it's cause of the way that she chase me
the more liquor around, the more i'm in love
the less clothes you got, the less i want to talk
but that throat she got have a nigga stuck
and i be putting it down so she ain't giving up
she call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough
she never ready to go so she forever come
i lick her up, she love it
i know i'm fucking up
i like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one
like "settle down, wale."
look, "right now, wale.", "i'm in love, wale."
"guess i ain't nothing but a quick nut, wale."
she crazy, but i attract to it
all the insane bitches so passionate
what they they lack in trust, they make up in lust
and it don't really make sense until the draws is off
she is far bizarre
i be leading her on
i be deeping her up, said the d is a drug
shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust
i be needing to leave, but i be needing to nut
never need it enough

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Joell Ortiz - Marijuana Man Lyrics


Marijuana Man Lyrics

YÂ'all know who I is
Marijuana Man!
Yaowa

[Verse 1 - Joell Ortiz]
Ok, I got the best pot in town
But before you get with me, boy
I want you to shop around
So when you come back this way
You know you dealing with that piff
IÂ'm a king of the spliffs
No ands, buts or ifs
ItÂ's them magazine haze from down MIA
I got 5 GÂ's a P, donÂ't worry what I pay
Put your 20′s in a bag
Slide your 50′s in a jar
Made niggas could move hundreds
If they hustled up to par
I drive a nice car off the strength of that plant
Just breaking up a budÂ'll have your fingers all damp
IÂ'm Ray? treated like dope
And have my shit stamped
Call it ? everything I love all you need is one bud
To f-ck up your camp
On the grind all the time
YÂ'all be knowing my steez
Environmentalists be hating how IÂ'm moving them trees
But I canÂ't stop, that pot keep knots in my pocket
Unless I get shot or knocked, yÂ'all not gon knock it
Who IÂ'm is?

[Hook x2]
Marijuana man, high as a Marley man
20 in my right, nice philly in my other hand
IÂ'm a hustle man, IÂ'm just tryna double, man
Stack a couple hundred grand
Keep everybody puffing man

[Verse 2 - Joell Ortiz]
I got it all colors
What kind of smoke are you trying to do?
Looking for something sweet and smooth?
Right this way: IÂ'll show you them blues
The best part about this, go ahead and toss it on that scale
That this only a .7, this bud is puffy as hell
Want something a little stronger?
I got something thatÂ'll hurt you
Follow me over here – see that right there?
Yeah, thatÂ's that purple
The budÂ's a little tighter
And IÂ"m sure youÂ're smelling fumes

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It tastes just like it smells and that high?
It packs a peww, now this fella right here
HeÂ's both fluffy and heÂ's right
His nickname is Â"AlbinoÂ", heÂ's a rhino and heÂ's white
IÂ'd leave him in a jar so they could see him and get hyped
Cause heÂ's drenched in THC
Looks like a tree with Christmas lights
And last but not least: heÂ's plain green
But he can push! Grand-daddy of them all
Look at his swoosh, they call his Â"KushÂ"
Now it costs a little more – but my oh my will this one go
And so there you have it bro
Last thing left it get this dough
Who I is?

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Joell Ortiz]
You can dabble with the other stuff
And made a lot of paper
But a couple guys I knew got hit with numbers like the Raiders
Real stand-up dudes, they ainÂ't even mention a player
So I switched hustles – cash ainÂ't as fast
But itÂ's much safer
IÂ'm in and out of state
Without even half of the risk
A weed case is like a bracelet
Little slap on the wrist
But enough about getting locked
Cause ainÂ't nobody getting caught
Everybody getting guaped
The whole world smoking pot, baby!

[Hook]


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Ne-Yo - Priceless Lyrics


Priceless Lyrics

we need to figure it out, ok?
you need to figure it out
how come when it's just you and me alone everything is so lovely?

you look in my eyes, hold my hand and squeeze me for real when you hug me
oh boy, when your boys come around then it's goodbye lovy dovy
hello too rude, you're with an attitude like scrum...
care to explain
this silent chain
'cause i refuse to be rinsed, and for you to be ashamed
you need to let me know
what's it going to be
and why's this

and i thought you should be treating me
you need to show me love
in front of everybody
why's this baby?
you better figure it out
you better figure it out
or leave me alone
or you leave me alone
can't figure it out?

you better figure it out
or leave me alone
you figure it out or leave me alone
you better figure it out
or you leave me alone
you better figure it out
or you leave me alone
everyone else can see, how sweet it would be to be with me
they realize, among other guys, you're the...

but you act like you don't know
i don't exist to you then
i just don't see
is than anyone would bare to be happy to be a replacement
so please explain
this silent chain
'cause i refuse to be rinsed, and you to feel ashamed
you need to let me know
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what's it going to be
and why's this
and i thought you should be treating me
you need to show me love
in front of everybody
why's this baby?
you better figure it out
you better figure it out
or leave me alone

or you leave me alone
you better figure it out
or leave me alone
you figure it out or leave me alone
you need to let me know
what's it going to be
and why's this
and i thought you should be treating me
you need to show me love

in front of everybody
why's this baby?
you better figure it out
you better figure it out
or leave me alone
or you leave me alone
you better figure it out
or leave me alone
you figure it out or leave me alone

i don't think i'm asking for much
baby recognize just what you've got
treat me like the princess i am
weather we'll be by ourselves or not
i don't think i'm asking for much
baby recognize just what you've got
treat me like the princess i am
weather we'll be by ourselves or not
you need to let me know

what's it going to be
and why's this
and i thought you should be treating me
you need to show me love
in front of everybody
why's this baby?
you better figure it out
you better figure it out
or leave me alone

or you leave me alone
you better figure it out
or leave me alone
you figure it out or leave me alone
you need to let me know
what's it going to be
and why's this
and i thought you should be treating me
you need to show me love

in front of everybody



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Drake - Underground Kings Lyrics


Underground Kings Lyrics

[verse 1]
bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy water
rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape
probably shouldnÂ't be driving, it just got so much harder
canÂ't even see straight, i canÂ't even see straight
oh, fuck with me, i buy the shots
live a little, cause niggas die a lot, and lie a lot
but iÂ'm the truth thatÂ's right i fucking said it
the living proof that you ainÂ't gotta die to get to heaven
you girl, you right there, you look like you like this shit
howÂ'd i know, howÂ'd i know? thatÂ's me on some psychic shit
i could lie a lot if you ask me about my where-abouts
but i might talk that real if you ask me what i care about
rappinÂ' bitches, rappinÂ' bitches bitches
and rappinÂ' rappinÂ' anÂ' bitches until all of us switches
i swear, itÂ's been two years since somebody ask me who i was
iÂ'm the greatest, man, i said that before i knew i was
thatÂ's whats important and what happened before this
when me and my crew as all about this rapper from new orleans
singing Â"walking like a man, finger on the trigger
i got money in my pocket, iÂ'm a uptown nigga, ahÂ"
with fame on my mind, my girl on my nerves
i was pushing myself to get something that i deserve
that was back in the days, acura days
i was a cold dude, iÂ'm getting back to my ways

[hook]
people always ask how i got my nice things
take my crown to the grave, iÂ'm an underground king
i bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told
cause iÂ'm down to spend whatever, lately iÂ've been on a roll
and i do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
nigga, do it for the city, cause you know the city love it
nigga, do it for the city, (ugk fuck these other niggas)

[verse 2]
sometimes i need that romance, sometimes i need that pole dance
sometimes i need that stripper thats gonÂ' tell me that she donÂ't dance
tell me lies, make it sound good, make it sound good
do me like the women from my town would
leather with that woodgrain, persian rugs on wood floors
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talking all the good things, thatÂ's all iÂ'm really good for
memphis tennessee no, see i start to go deep back
and rich crust with my seat back with yo gotti and e-mack
and these niggas got them diamonds glowing in they mouth
and they rockinÂ' furs like its snowing in the south
and every pretty girl tell me thatÂ's the shit that she like
so why am i a classic, this is who iÂ'm trying to be like
so i drop out, lessons i was taught are quick to fade
as soon i realize that term-end papers they wonÂ't get me paid
if i donÂ't nothing iÂ'mma ball
iÂ'm countin all day like a clock on the wall
yeah need that, making major changes to the life iÂ'm living
i had no choice, i had to prove i made the right decisions
that was back in the days, acura days
i was a cold dude, iÂ'm getting back to my ways


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Snoop Dogg - Young Wild And Free Lyrics


Young Wild And Free Lyrics

[Bruno Mars]
So what we get drunk?
So what we smoke weed?
We’re just having fun
We don’t care who sees
So what we go out?
That’s how its supposed to be
Living young and wild and free

[Wiz Khalifa]
So what I keep ‘em rolled up?
Saggin’ my pants, not caring what I show
Keep it real with my niggas
Keep it player for these hoes
And look clean don't it?
Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it
Give me some 501 jeans on it
Roll joints bigger than King Kong’s fingers
And smoke them hoes down ’til they stingers
You a class clown and if I skip for the day
I’m with your bitch smokin’ grade A

[Snoop Dogg]
You know what?
It’s like I’m 17 again
Peach fuzz on my face
Lookin’, on the case
Tryna find a hella taste
Oh my god, I’m on the chase, Chevy
It's gettin’ kinda heavy, relevant, sellin’ it
Dippin’ away, time keeps slippin’ away
Zip in the safe, flippin’ for pay
Tippin’ like I’m drippin’ in paint
Up front, four blunts, like, “Khalifa put the weed in a J”

[Bruno Mars]
So what we get drunk?
So what we smoke weed?
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We’re just having fun
We don’t care who sees
So what we go out?
That’s how its supposed to be
Living young and wild and free

[Wiz Khalifa]
And I don't even care
Cause if me and my team in there
There's gonna be some weed in the air
Tell 'em Mac

[Snoop Dogg]
Blowin' everywhere we goin' and now you knowin'
When I step right up, get my lighter so I can light up

[Wiz Khalifa]
That's how it should be done
Soon as you thinkin' you're down
Find how to turn things around
Now things are lookin' up

[Snoop Dogg]
From the ground up, pound up, this Taylor Gang
So turn my sound up and mount up and do my thang

[Wiz Khalifa]
Now I'm chillin', fresh outta class, feelin'
Like I'm on my own and I could probably own a building
Got my own car, no job, no children
Had a science project, me and Mac killed it

[Snoop Dogg]
T-H-C, M-A-C, D-E-V, H-D-3, high as me
This is us, we gon' fuss
And we gon' fight and we gon' roll
And live off life

[Bruno Mars]
So what we get drunk?
So what we smoke weed?
We’re just having fun
We don’t care who sees
So what we go out?
That’s how its supposed to be
Living young and wild and free

[Wiz Khalifa]
Yea, roll one, smoke one
When you live like this you’re supposed to party
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun
So we just, roll one, smoke one
When you live like this you’re supposed to party
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun

[Bruno Mars]
So what we get drunk?
So what we smoke weed?
We’re just having fun
We don’t care who sees
So what we go out?
That’s how its supposed to be
Living young and wild and free


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Rick Ross - Rich Forever Lyrics


Rich Forever Lyrics

[Rick Ross - Intro]
Regardless of how it goes down
Life goes on. am I right?

[John Legend]
On the way we shed some tears
Every day we sacrifice
So we can be standing here
Oh what a hell of a life
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now itÂ's very clear
That we gonÂ' be rich forever
And ever, and ever oh oh oh
We gonÂ' be rich forever, oh ooooh
We gonÂ' be rich forever and ever, and ever

[Rick Ross - Verse 1]
I remember being blind to it
Til the day I put my mind to it
Pen and pad on the dresser for me to fine tune it
I sat in the corner, made up my mind, do it!
Def Jam on my heels, should I sign to it?
Million dollar advance for me to rhyme fluent
Every day IÂ'm hustlinÂ' on every corner boominÂ'
Back of the Phantom couldnÂ't fathom I was such a student
Grandfather deal for the Godfather
Lucian Grainge from the ghetto, I follow GodÂ's orders
And he told me I was rich forever
Then he showed me I was rich forever
They call me Mr. Roberts when IÂ'm in the bank
Digits like the Dodgers when it comes to franks
FlossinÂ' out in Compton like I got a cape
RoseMo tried to fight it, but barely niggas fade
White sheet, yellow tape, where your dogs at
Count a million cash, can you blog that?
Me and niggas your type, never exchange numbers
Wanna conversate and steal game from us
See the watch, now you want to know the name of it
Never playinÂ' so I went and got the frame flooded
Cartier, Hublot, I could name a dozen
Your shit pushed back cuz it ainÂ't buzzinÂ'
Now these thugs actors all of a sudden
Niggas hustle backwards all of a sudden
CanÂ't talk snow, where the soft at?
Your man got murked, but you squashed that
Hope you know what we call that
I think you know just what we call that

All you pussy boys fall back
Big face Rolly, Rolls Gold cost 40
Platinum twenty one, itÂ's time to go and spoil shorty
You only live once IÂ'm screaming YOLO in the VI
Time flies fast balling with my nigga T.I
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Ciroc, no glass, smiling women in my presence
Tall supermodels always fall in my possession
Atlanta housewives taking pictures in my section
But I only got a thing for young bitches with aggression
Show me that affection that a D-Boy craves
Rich forever in my D-Boy ways
Sold dope, blue jeans, new JÂ's
Sold dope by any means all day

[Hook - John Legend]
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now itÂ's very clear
That we gonÂ' be rich forever
And ever, and ever
We gonÂ' be rich forever

[Verse 2 - Rick Ross]
100 mil ainÂ't enough
Got 100 women, gotta deal with it, love
Worth 40mÂ's is he still dealing drugs
Cigarettes, speedboats, but heÂ's still with the thugs
Club Liv, Louis shots on a Sunday
Grinding, even be legit one day
Order some more bottles because IÂ'm on one
I know her pussy wet, and she wanna cum
She wanna cum, maybe come over
Stop dealing with them niggas you need one soldier
Keep you as my bitch forever
Cuz you know a nigga rich forever

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Rick Ross - Triple Beam Dreams Lyrics


Triple Beam Dreams Lyrics

[Intro]
Its time to take it to the other side
The side you gotta watch A&E cable television for homie
But we live this shit

IÂ'm not a star
But thats a lie
IÂ've seen a man raise his hand on the stand he testify
Spoke on a homocide
AMongst other things
Even shared my triple beam dreams

[Nas]
A project minded individual criminal tactics
Us blacks kids born with birth defects, we hyperactive
Mentally sex-crazed dysfunctional they describe us
They liars, the end of the day, we fucking survivors
I remember watching Scarface the first time
Look at that big house, that Porsche paid for by crime
How could I sell this poison to peoples in my mind
They dumb to destroy themselves is how I rationalise
In a bastardised nation, Magnum 4.5 carrying
Where IÂ'm from, aint far from Washington Heights the cop Aryan
A rookie boy the cookie didnÂ't make no profit
A stranger to the block I damn near had to make them cop it
It only took a fiend to taste it once to say itÂ's garbage
I brought it back to poppy, aint tryna take no losses
He focuses on my emotionless young dealer face then pauses
He gives me powder he has faith in Nases
AmbitionÂ's to distribute coke
Had additions to gold chains, Mercedes Benz hopes
But IÂ'm again broke
This shit aint cut for me, other dealers they up their orders
Barely at 62′s they already up they quotas
They out there everyday, some true hustlas for ya
IÂ'm at it halfway, none of my customers are loyal
PicturinÂ' piping out the seats of a Pathfinder
Powerful pursuit for pussy cash, the flash diamonds
My junior high school class, wish I stayed there
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Illegal entreprenuer I got my grades there
Blaming society, man it wasnÂ't made fair
I would be Ivy League if America played fair
Poor excuse and so I was
ThrowinÂ' rocks at the pen just for the love
Evil the secret life of GÂ's
You seeing my blurry, triple beam dreams

[Rick Ross - Chorus]
Pocketful of money, parking lot full of them haters
Triple beam dreaminÂ', crib with 2 elevators
20 flat screens they got cameras every angle
Dope been coming so you know the income major
Rule number 1 I canÂ't do business with a stranger
Contract killers coming when I feel in danger
Early nineties reminscing when I had a pager
Triple Beam Dreams now Pat Riley my neighbour

[Rick Ross - Verse 2]
Fuck boy talking outta turn nigga
In a court room spraying like a germ nigga
25 on a line, them niggas dropping dimes
Cooperation got them red necks dropping time
Khaki suits and them niggas got to acting cute
We was all cool stacking them Acura coupes
More accurately we acted as if jackinÂ' was cool
Snatching niggas out they shoes then wear their jackets to school
Fuck boy you caught up in my dream
CountinÂ' cream on the cover of a magazine
IÂ'm the Source, got the plug with the uncut
Jay-Z blue magic nigga, what! what!
Brand new S Class with a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine white as Tommy Hilfiger
Ralph Lauren Blue Label as IÂ'm gettinÂ' high
Triple beam dreaminÂ' as the cream multiplys
Fuck boy talking outta turn nigga
Â'Fore you sell dope thereÂ's shit you gotta learn nigga
Home invasions, ducktape
Fornicating, counting money with a fuck face
Fucking bitches that be giving up your whereabouts
Slow leaks, gotta air Â'em out
Kill Â'em all, Rolls Royce Ghost nigga ball
Phantom drop head shit, I had to get Â'em all
Niggas hate but they know they never get involved
Food on my plate, fuck Â'em all like a
Triple beam dreams, the ghettoÂ's my reality
IÂ'm from where ya hustle determines ya salary
6 figure family member, nigga forget about it
Low income housing, nigga try to get up out it
I got a plan nigga just believe in me
Triple beam dreaming with this thing me

[Rick Ross - Chorus]
Pocketful of money, parking lot full of them haters
Triple beam dreaminÂ', crib with 2 elevators
20 flat screens they got cameras every angle
Dope been coming so you know the income major
Rule number 1: I canÂ't do business with a stranger
Contract killers coming when I feel in danger
Early nineties reminscing when I had a pager
Triple Beam Dreams now Pat Riley my neighbour



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Rick Ross - Bag Of Money Lyrics


Bag Of Money Lyrics

[Rick Ross]
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me

She got me caught up in the moment
She got me caught up in the moment
I only kiss her when she on it
Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me

[Wale]
Temporary forever, levitate with a nigga
I can teach you, till you hate me but you hate them naval kisses
We can do like 8 positions
Hit it til your make up missing
Baby girl my stroke official
And you know I paint that picture
Hoes on my line, most of Â'em 9′s
Couple of Â'em dimes but all my hoes is hard to find
And I aint always on the prowl its just my soda mixed with brown
Got me quite open for a while
So let me in or let me out
And I like my marijuana bright
And I like my window tinted out
Shout out them strippers who hustle
Yeah George you know what this about
I just might throw a big amount
DonÂ't know if IÂ'm Â'posed to take you out
I just know IÂ'm Â'posed to praise you up
DonÂ't mean I aint Â'posed to take you down
Word up
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[Rick Ross - Chorus]

[Meek Mill]
My bitch bad looking like a bag of money
EÂ'rry time she fuck me she say Â"can I have some money?Â"
And I say Â"can I get a threesome?Â"
She say Â"boy, you funnyÂ"
But I be like foreal, just pick up that phone
Call up one of your girls
When IÂ'm on that pill and I pop that purp
Girl I put in that work
Long as she calling me first
Its 14 racks when I put on that purse
Shit that Birkin bag, make the old dude mad
When I murk through pass in that dark blue?
She like my style but I talk too fast
And I got that drive and she just might crash
Hold up
She say she fucking with me the long way
She gonÂ' ride this dick I had a long day
Nigga look at my bitch you looking the wrong way
Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

[Rick Ross - Chorus]

She got me caught up in the moment
She got me caught up in the moment
I only kiss her when she on it
F-ck her good, make her call me in the morning


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Cher Lloyd - Want U Back Lyrics


Want U Back Lyrics

[Cher Lloyd]
Hey, boy you never had much game
So I needed to upgrade
So I went and walked away-way-way
Now, I see you've been hanging out
With that other girl in town
Looking like a pair of clowns-clowns-clowns

Remember all the things that you and I did first?
And now you're doing them with her
Remember all the things that you and I did first?
You got me, got me like this
And now you're taking her to every restaurant
And everywhere we went, come on
And now you're taking her to every restaurant
You got me, got me like this

[Chorus]
Boy you can say anything you want
I don't give a shh, no one else can have ya
I want you back
I want you back
Wa-want you, want you back
I broke it off thinking you'd be crying
Now I feel like shh looking at you flying
I want you back
I want you back
Wa-want you, want you back

[Cher Lloyd]
Please, this ain't even jealousy
She ain't got a thing on me
Trying to rock them ugly jeans-jeans-jeans
You clearly didn't think this through
If what I've been told is true
You'll be crawling back like boo-hoo-hoo

Remember all the things that you and I did first?
And now you're doing them with her
Remember all the things that you and I did first?
You got me, got me like this
And now you're taking her to every restaurant
And everywhere we went, come on!
And now you're taking her to every restaurant
You got me, got me like this

[Chorus]
Boy you can say anything you want
I don't give a shh, no one else can have ya

I want you back
I want you back
Wa-want you, want you back
I broke it off thinking you'd be cryin'
Now I feel like shh looking at you flyin'
I want you back
I want you back
Wa-want you, want you back

[Bridge]
Ohhh, I thought you'd still be mine
When I kissed you goodbye uh oh uh oh
Ohhh, and you might be with her
But I still had you first uh oh uh oh

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[Astro - Rap Verse]
Let's go! Astro!
We used to be, but now there's a separation between you and me
Baby I'm moving on to another girl that understands me more
Dated her in front your place so you can see it all
I remember the times, when we used to bond
But I never realized that you wanted to be mine
So I gave her the ring, instead of you, nickname too
I can tell you're upset, because it ain't you
Met a new girl, and I gave her my heart
Not noticing that you wanted me from the very start
You want me back?
We can just be friends, don't try to sting all over again

[Chorus]
Boy you can say anything you want
I don't give a shh, no one else can have ya
I want you back
I want you back
Wa-want you, want you back
I broke it off thinking you'd be crying
Now I feel like shh looking at you flying
I want you back
I want you back
Wa-want you, want you back

[Outro]
Ohhh, I want you back
I want you back
Wa-want you, want you back

Ohhh, I want you back
I want you back
Wa-want you, want you back


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Soulja Boy - She Like To Twerk Lyrics


She Like To Twerk Lyrics

[Soulja talking]
yeah shawty text me me on mah phone man... yeah hit me up... yeah you already know, you know the number,
i'm in cali, i'm in cali right now. yeah is love is love, come and meet me at the club tho, yeah tell her bring a friend
she cool, there we at...


She likes to twerk, she like to twerk,
She likes to twerk, she like to twerk, yeh X 4

What now, asking, asking, drop it down to the ground X 2

She likes to twerk, she like to twerk,
She likes to twerk, she like to twerk, yeh X 4

[Soulja Boy]

In the air and IÂ'm sitting on the jet erybody screaming out
Stacks on deck, money gang, money gang
Yeah we standing in the party and we got the AK
If a nigga want a problem, Lil Dre, aka Soulja BOY Tell Em all god damn day
Niggas niggas talking shit but they really need to stop it
Every time I look around IÂ'm a fucking trainer topic
Talk about to talk about it, all in the media
Stacks on deck, go dumb remedia
Niggas talking about shit I donÂ't care about
Niggas worrying about my whereabouts
But I never gave a fuck, got my goons spend 500K on a blunt
Nigga soulja boy tell them I ainÂ't worry about a thang
Got the hammer and a drum, holdin it for fun
Niggas talking dumb, donÂ't really want none
IÂ'm throwing hundreds, benjamins
You throwing ones, nothing, zero, nada
Bitches we got a lot of proper, money, mucha
And you see me in the club your bitch give me punta
I donÂ't give a fuck, niggas talking down but they really is some ducks
YÂ'all niggas get plucked like a guitar string
Money on deck, put it on that balance beam
Niggas talking down but they donÂ't stress the king
Or better yet the god
Money on deck like oh my god
Ocean Gang Or Drown,O.GOD [Oh god], huh, huh,

She likes to twerk, she like to twerk,
She likes to twerk, she like to twerk, yeh X 4

What now, asking, asking, drop it down to the ground X 2

She likes to twerk, she like to twerk,
She likes to twerk, she like to twerk, yeh X 4
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[John Way]

Came out the ocean with my third eye open
Niggas looking hungry so you know I got the serving
john way and soulja boy, nigga thatÂ's the potion
Water on the ocean, IÂ'm a fein for that lean
200 on my jeans fuck you niggas mean
you look like I ain't really girl,
donÂ't be fooled by what you seen
yeah So I heard you like to twerk
HereÂ's a couple ones baby, get to work
Yeah, yeah, I like it right there
But put your leg up and let me see it where you hurt
Yeah, go stupid, stupid dumb, stupid, stupid dumb
Girl you know I ainÂ't no chump, yeah,
yeah, yeah ridin' round and go
25 bitches so thatÂ's 25 hoes, yeah, yeah
I got more hoes than clothes, more hoes than soles
Girl you know you know,

she like to twerk, she like to twerk, she like to twerk
Go go and get the work
she like to twerk, she like to twerk, she like to twerk
Go go and get the work

yeah say
she like to twerk, she like to twerk,
baby let me see you work

yeah yeah yeah

she like to twerk, she like to twerk,
baby Go and get the work.


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Cassie - Radio Lyrics


Radio Lyrics

cassie!
world up some war!
yeah, you had me step of the,, fearless
the air of sick, i call that mental illness,
maybe iÂ'm crazy, singing to myself,
looking in the mirror, pointing fingers at myself,
he was you, living off me
smoking loud, speaking softly!
now iÂ'm in a car, singing loud...
iÂ'm just saying, you can do better!
iÂ'm heated, i canÂ't say that iÂ'm chilling,
i ainÂ't feeling what youÂ're saying,
if you donÂ't say what youÂ're feeling now!
take the lords back and think them through
the songs on the radio might be about you!

tired of thinking of you after all youÂ've done
was my heart fighting for you, when my mind wants you gone,
hell, donÂ't ... too long, oh, oh, oh,
i heard it before, iÂ'm singing the same old story now!
they used to hear from mr....
mary j. blige wrote a song about you
it seems that youÂ're all news
and now i donÂ't want to,
i should have learned about guys like you!

chorus:
on the radio when the dj used to play what was my favorite song
who knew that they were trying to tell me about you?
and the crazy things you do, how could you be so cool?
and now i wrote a song itÂ's on the radio
and iÂ'm sure that this will someoneÂ's favorite song,
i hope she knows iÂ'm trying to tell her about you,
and the crazy things you do!
i know youÂ'll donÂ't sing that...
that you could learn from the songs on the radio!

now iÂ'm sitting here, listening to all ... times
crazy that theyÂ're talking about you, and iÂ'm just in a line
how did i go wrong, oh, oh,
they gave me the sign, but i didnÂ't listen to Â'em no
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i used to hear something...
escaping... a couple songs about you
seems that youÂ'll all news, now i donÂ't want you,
i should have learned from all the songs..

chorus:
on the radio when the dj used to play what was my favorite song
who knew that they were trying to tell me about you?
and the crazy things you do, how could you be so cool?
and now i wrote a song itÂ's on the radio
and iÂ'm sure that this will someoneÂ's favorite song,
i hope she knows iÂ'm trying to tell her about you,
and the crazy things you do!
i know youÂ'll donÂ't sing that...
that you could learn from the songs on the radio!

iÂ've got a request...
that i could not expect you to lay what i like,
the song of my life, please ...
i wanna hear it

chorus:
on the radio when the dj used to play what was my favorite song
who knew that they were trying to tell me about you?
and the crazy things you do, how could you be so cool?
and now i wrote a song itÂ's on the radio
and iÂ'm sure that this will someoneÂ's favorite song,
i hope she knows iÂ'm trying to tell her about you,
and the crazy things you do!
i know youÂ'll donÂ't sing that...
that you could learn from the songs on the radio!


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DJ Drama - Lay Low Lyrics


Lay Low Lyrics

bought a brand new Â…, 5 thousand a month
bitch my sour is special, hundred hours a blunt
only smoking whatÂ's proper, and the worst will be popping
Â…and we shot ya
Â… so be a massacre,Â…chicken like soccer
bottles popping itÂ's pop it
20 bitches around us, i just slaughter them numbers
soon as she hit me, i count her
i can narrow the pinky, hit her right like winky
got the club looking clowny, for the love of the Â…
and the 6 and the benz, couple of bitches they friends
and we just getting startedÂ…
niggers fishingÂ… drop my Â…
niggersÂ… bitch iÂ'm living again
special shout to division
they see my vision to win

know itÂ's a slaughter, when you see the sparkles
they tell me, what type of couches, bitches surround us
we blunting, travel the globe
stop through your town and run it,
so let them know, cut them hoes, tonight we blow the money
Â… cause we motherfucking pay hoe
Â…life is a bitch iÂ'm in the sun with my shades on
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low

maseratti dippingÂ…
neck cause me a billieÂ…
and fucking bad bitches, other niggers like a Â…
this summerÂ's mine, jordan number 9,
i came in balling all these niggers like a yellowÂ…
and won all your bitches, hit them from the lotÂ…
itÂ's me and chris, eat a dick, we the shit
we really balling, you just talk about itÂ…
iÂ'm on my metro, call me if you need a brick

know itÂ's a slaughter, when you see the sparkles
they tell me, what type of couches, bitches surround us
we blunting, travel the globe
http://www.elyricsworld.com/lay_low_lyrics_dj_drama.html
stop through your town and run it,
so let them know, cut them hoes, tonight we blow the money
Â… cause we motherfucking pay hoe
Â…life is a bitch iÂ'm in the sun with my shades on
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low

Â… bacon, all these rappers be hating
spend hella factsÂ…passing my gratious
so my canadian Â… they had me stuck at the border
Â…call me husein bolt,Â… flame boy
we be up in the club stunting with 2 chains boy
got a popping niggers, smacking bitches all in our faces
Â… trying to follow me homeÂ…
a hundred, you bitch ass nigger donÂ't want it Â…

know itÂ's a slaughter, when you see the sparkles
they tell me, what type of couches, bitches surround us
we blunting, travel the globe
stop through your town and run it,
so let them know, cut them hoes, tonight we blow the money
Â… cause we motherfucking pay hoe
Â…life is a bitch iÂ'm in the sun with my shades on
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low.


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Justin Bieber - Thinking About You Lyrics


Thinking About You Lyrics

a tornado flew around my room before you came
excuse the mess it made, it usually doesnÂ't rain
in southern california, much like arizona
my eyes donÂ't shed tears, girl, they bawl

iÂ've thinkinÂ' Â'bout you
(ooh, no, no, no)
iÂ've been thinkinÂ' Â'bout you
(you know, know, know)
iÂ've been thinkinÂ' Â'bout you
do you think about me still?
do ya, do ya?

do you not think so far ahead?
Â'cause i been thinkinÂ' about forever (oooh, oooh)

do you not think so far ahead?
Â'cause i been thinkinÂ' about forever (oooh, oooh)

(jaden smith rap):
i been thinking Â'bout you and you know i do
when i be thinking Â'bout them kisses girl so are you
man i heard some things i donÂ't know itÂ's true
but people say you really like me and i hope thatÂ's true
you my baby girl and i hope you know it,
a boy will tell you that he loves you but a man will show it
thatÂ's why you in my arms
just for the day
coz let so much go by you be dancing away but letÂ's just have some fun girl
as long as your here coz when you get up on that plane you be gone for a year
and when you come up in my room iÂ'll be bawling some tears but people say just live in the moment itÂ's wrong to be scared girl is it wrong to be scared
coz thatÂ's what they say and every day that i donÂ't see you, you slippinÂ' away,
and all my teachers in my class thinkinÂ' iÂ'm crazy but they donÂ't know that i think about you daily coz i be

thinkinÂ' Â'bout you
(ooh, no, no, no)
iÂ've been thinkinÂ' Â'bout you
(you know, know, know)
iÂ've been thinkinÂ' Â'bout you
do you think about me still?
do ya, do ya?

do you not think so far ahead?
Â'cause i been thinkinÂ' Â'bout forever (oooh, oooh)
do you not think so far ahead?
http://www.elyricsworld.com/thinking_about_you_lyrics_justin_bieber.html
Â'cause i been thinkinÂ' Â'bout forever (oooh, oooh)

(justin bieber rap):
baby i could pick you up in the roll royce
anywhere you wanna go its your choice
every time that iÂ'm away girl i miss your voice
and i promise that iÂ'm nothing like them other boys
i came from the bottom now
iÂ'm at the top tell you i love you every day and that iÂ'll never stop
they say its true love well is love true
yeah i think its love thatÂ's why i found you
and a second thatÂ'll go by that donÂ't think you are so fly
and i know why ainÂ't no guy gonna treat you like i wanna,
gonna be the man that treat you right
be the man to hold you tight
you know i know you right
letÂ's go into the night,

(chorus)
thinkinÂ' Â'bout you
(ooh, no, no, no)
iÂ've been thinkinÂ' Â'bout you
(you know, know, know)
iÂ've been thinkinÂ' Â'bout you
do you think about me still?
do ya, do ya?

do you not think so far ahead?
Â'cause i been thinkinÂ' Â'bout forever (oooh, oooh)
do you not think so far ahead?
Â'cause i been thinkinÂ' Â'bout forever (oooh, oooh)


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Jay-Z - Illest Motherfucker Alive Lyrics


Illest Motherfucker Alive Lyrics

[intro: kanye west]
1985 white lamborghini countach, 2 of 'em

[hook: kanye]
i need a slow motion video right now
cause i'm moving in slow motion, slow motion
feeling like hype williams shooting a nigga
shooting a nigga, hey, hey, hey
i need a slow motion video right now, ay, ay

[verse 1: kanye]
damn baby pussy can't be your only hustle
unless you bad as naomi russell
i mean a lot of niggas got money
so basically, russell ain't the only russell
russell brand, russell crow
zero zero zero zero, a whole lot of 0's
what you after, actor money?
you in line behind currency, yeah you after money
bullet proof condom when i'm in these hoes
got staples on my dick (why) fuckin' centerfolds
and i swear to god they so cold
got a nigga in miami wearing winter clothes
i got my fur on feelin' like jerome
she got her fur too, we got our his and her on
don't look at the jewelry, or get your blurr on
too close, you comatose so dope you overdose
get back, you overclose
oh no, the hood was strugglin'
but then i blessed them with that polo
niggas was making music and then my first solo...
collo drolo sponsered by manalo
she got zeppi notos ready for some photos
yeah and i'm cold bitch, please try to keep the door closed
lanvin thousand dollar tree with no logos
let me show you what i see when my eyes closed

[hook: kanye & jay-z]
take it how you want til a nigga dead
til then i'm the illest motherfucker alive
whole world aiming at a nigga head
because i'm the illest motherfucker alive

[verse 2: jay-z]
king hov, i'm exactly what the fuck you think
11 in a row, bill russell rings
michael jordan swag, yall think michael jordan bad
http://www.elyricsworld.com/illest_motherfucker_alive_lyrics_jay-z.html
nigga i got 5 more rings than michael jordan had
elvis has left the building now i'm on the beatles ass
niggas hear watch the throne, yeah it's like the beatles back
bey bey my yoko ono, rih rih complete my family
imagine how that's goin look front row at the grammys
fuck your awards like eddie murphy's couch
the roc is in the building we should have stayed in the house
i don't even know what we doing here
seems to me a complete waste of gear
just a fuckin' waste of time, a complete waste of bottles
niggas fashion is weak, they be wastin' all the models
got the oversized rolley let me show the how to do it
when i say it then you see, it ain't only in the music
basquiats, warhols serving as my muses my house like a museum
so i see em when i'm peeing
usually you have this much taste you european
that's the end of that way of thinking, nigga never again
know when to leave when the heat is coming i learned that
this is where dinero would be if he ain't turn back
fuck sosa, this hova this is real life
this is what the ending of scarface should feel like

[hook: kanye]
i need a slow motion video right now
cause i'm moving in slow motion, slow motion
feelin' like hype williams shooting a nigga, shooting a nigga, hey, hey, hey
i need a slow motion video right now, ay, ay

[outro: kid cudi]
i'm moving in slow motion, slow motion (x5)


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