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Raekwon - A Pinebox Story Lyrics and Video

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[Verse One]
A metal rock hit his face with a rush
They pistol-whipped him, shot him with his Dutch
He lost all his trust
Smoking Dutch, choking in his lust
Living out his lies, so one day he stole a pair of nuts
Tried to go hard, that’s the wrong song
He should’ve just jetted, Moet in his mind up was wrong
He could’ve made it but he waited, hesitated
Laying on a bitch, they caught him right in front of his Moms
They did him extra dirty, stripped him, tied his hands to his ??
Them old school niggas left a victim
His blooded waist, broken arm, cut him in his face
I heard the chants, he don’t deserve life, let him lamp
Choking him, poking him, hitting him with all kinds of knobs
Left him soaking, ?? all in his mouth
He was out, they broke him up, knocked him out
Three times then threw him in a slouch
They took his sneakers and his beeper
Where’s Theresa? Snatched the reefer
That bitch is next, catch you on the sequel
Swollen eyes, his face was pulverized
Trying to be a hustler, two ounces he want to mobilize
Dumb dummy, no team, he barely had money
Flying around, old ass Jag, buying blow from me
Ski mask robbing, jean wearing

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Raekwon - Just A Toast Lyrics and Video (Ft. JD Era)

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They’re serving that exotic shit, man
Word up

[Verse 1]
Raekwon:
We drink Courvoisier exclusive
Kill off the snitches, fuck all fly bitches
Jump in the coupe, let your chicken yell
Throw her head out the moon, go ahead and look mama, see how it feels
I know the feds clustered up flexin’, drivin’, importin’
Insurance is killing the gangsta when you work four ?? in office
Being the luck stud bad bitch in tux
She know me from the ??? she bought the what
Automatic stainless good fella
That ain’t my main bitch, who ride around angry, the same shit
Coast through the world like ??? niggas is blessed up
Yes yes, I’m at my best, boy rest
Powerful when giving coke out
You know they call me Sugar Ray The Chef, the goat’s out
Giving good-boy gifts to the gangstas
With more points than unicorns
They know what’s dough is always dough
Riding at maximum speed, give me weed give me cheese
I like cheddar of V-neck leather
Diana gold, two boxes centuries, yeah
Mention me, you better say that nigga is better, what?
It’s why I lighted up with the highlights, the wolf’s out
Black fur, black spur, bitches is purred out
You know I’m flexing and my character strong
I could bag your bitch then flow through your lawn

JD Era:
I am killing them softly, pillow walk with a face flow
Them younguns let it off for them pesos
They used to cut off the hot water and cable
Now I’m standing with the garb out to bring amps to the table
What your life like? Mine’s is real
We used to have to rob and steal
We cook, ?? whatever for a bit of a meal
Yeah, they don’t wanna see us with how I’m beginning to feel
But still I stand firm, posted up
They say knowledge is power, I soak it up
Kush pounds came here we broke it up
I said good morning to Ronald, we woke it up
Wake up, bitch I’m mad, it ain’t a secret
My third eye twitching, the way I peeped it
A G’s incense when the weed led
And keep the white girls moving like their peach pit

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Raekwon - Luxury Rap Lyrics and Video (Ft. Fred Da Godson)

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[Verse 1: Raekwon]
This the Terrordome, where niggas get tied up, Berretta blown
Or whip the vanilla 200X lebanon
Doofie gauge, 38s, 300 rebels strong
Out in Grenada, chilling snow pebbles on prosperous
Hugh Heff’s fucking ??
Favorite color purple, we would circle the jets
He talk base, in a I-8 racing clear doors we face
In life, in trying to get away from these whores
Or rolling uptown in gambling stores
Stealing clothes in Macy’s, running out with like five, six Valores
Thug couple Rugby boys who get fly and break jaws
And take papes the stakes is yours

[Verse 2: Fred Da Godson]
Rae told me victory’s unexpected
They hating on my chain, misery from a necklace
See my YouTube and hear me spitting, know I’m reckless
First nigga ever selling metaphors on Craig’s List
Fresh shit, they on it, no matter what the joint
You the Hornets, you lost Chris Paul, what’s your point?
I could spit a freestyle and be on
This beat feel like I should rhyme with some Wallabees on
I would wrong if I told everybody get your weight up
But back to the real shit, that wave up, phase up
If he owe me dough, I hope that he pay up
Hand on that trigger when that finger roll he’ll lay up
Wait up, it’s just homicide humor
I could’ve bodied you sooner
I just provided the rumor
Whatever he rhyming on, I’ll bring it to you
I’m a phenomenon, Travolta with the tumor

[Verse 3]
Blowing exotic kush, watermelon flavor, no seeds
Burn it by the O-Z, imported from O-T
Export it from T-O, salute to the OG
Flips is high risk, but the moves is low key
Young hustlers, dreaming about awards and tours
The world is ours, and any store accepting the credit card
Bought her: fly boosters, designer shades, and all that
Hit it in the back, then fell back in the callback
I’m busy chasing paper on the cash rule major
All we do is see numbers like an old school pager
Double your wager, we busy clocking like Flavor
Time waits for no man, man don’t be a hater
Land of opportunity, keep your mule and forty acres
I’d rather forty mill and own a piece of the Lakers
Dancing with devils, and two stepping with saints
We young, black, and getting it, everything that you ain’t – ever

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Raekwon - Silk Lyrics and Video (Ft. Cl Smooth, Sauce Money & Big B)

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[Verse 1]
? pots, ?? scotch in the Glock
Toast whoever ?? a nigga’s watch
Riched up feeding her French duck
Up in Prime One, one son on me, he shoot like he fuck
?? Fargo yo Gallardo ???
Listening to Marvin and Keith in them ??
Gambling spots, I own the lease
Quarter millions only, on top of the grass we got suites
Man, bottles of Rose, the OJs is here with cold play
I sit back, perform in the grown way
My paper is proper, my bitch hella copped
I bought, ?? courts
So many reasons to eat
Don’t wanna kill no more, ayo, I’m two steps away from the ??
?? ain’t ?? it in years
I’m hustling a new way, my bookkeeper is standing right here
Ice water is the logo, y’all niggas know so
Flavor like a ?? bring the ???
It’s promo rap nigga, I grow though
Catch me south ??? lumberjack ?? bunch of snow cones

[Hook]
I’ve been watching, I’ve been learning
It seems like I’ve been hustling for years
Now that I’ve got my earnings
I wanna get away from here
Cause as the world keeps turning
I’mma get mine I swear

[Verse 2]
Pull them off the lot, let’s race ‘em
I’m here to break the set to the break who can take ‘em
The ambiance, giving no response he gets what he wants
The scratch that he flaunts, nightmares he haunts
I’m just a smooth killa, nothing to prove nigga
Your shit is hard but I’m like, ten times iller
I ?? you can see my habit
I’m just a businessman besides your chick magnet
A grown woman lover, a shorty’s father figure
You keep it all hood, I’m thinking much bigger
Cause life is sweet you spread your wings
The land, the kings, we get right and handle things, you hear?
Like pieces on the board
And my quest for peace is what made me a warlord, dig it?
Spit bars exquisite
No lies, I live it
No telling which island I plan to inhibit
Laid up with a bad bitch, choking on a cigar real far
??? stout pussy by the seashore
Smoking jacket and more broads
I’m here to get all yours
The prettiest one you pick, down on all fours

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Hide the body, I got that hammers that hate you
Extended clips that’s ungrateful
Only thing I could promise is your exit won’t be graceful
I’m just hoping your necklace is tasteful
Put you to sleep, that’s how I wake you
No alarm clock could ever wake you
I stay out late at night grinding for my payout
I shot my way in, I shoot my way out
That’s if I have to, see how it play out
You have a better understanding for the day out
??? fine tools out there to lay out
AK out
Taking over blocks, making over spots
As the uncut raw and baking soda locks
Last stop inside this ?? tour
Searching for paradise over this dope boy war

[Hook]

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Raekwon - The Brewery Lyrics and Video (Ft. Ceazar-N-Reason)

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[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Still shining, keeping my toes close
Catch me on the quieter, flip something up bring your llama close
So y’all already know I have a gun team
They don’t hang, phones calls one ring, ?? flames
The ? performance
Built like gangstas ?? leave your ass like ??
Reflections is ill, my mansion out in ?? raw
Two Mexicans two ??
Everybody angry, the ?? is meaner
Bitches is happy, casinos look cleaner
The word ?? is rocking tuxes now
His main trooper, the Haitian nigga buck this clown down
Operation money, let’s mail this
Paper stepped up now his gun game is real bitch
Don’t make me kill your man’s other man
This ?? real handsome man said

[Verse 2: Ceazar-N-Reason]
She get him for the ransom, money in the mansion
Always stay coordinated, my shit’s longer waited
Cease, I make it bubble up like it’s carbonated
Double up right on the spot, you know I gotta make it
??, I keep it formulated
It’s still real here, I never feel fear
Make moves I wouldn’t sit still in a wheelchair
Affirmed young general, street light walker with ??
I’m in the hood where they pop on site
Running through woods, we wolves ?? bite
On reserves under the moon or under the sun
Either way, false moves put you under the gun
We ain’t playing yo, ?? fun, we as hard as they come
Fresh out the ghetto, we the marvelous ones
Move ‘em out, less talk, put the tool in his mouth
Combination to the safe, get the jewels and we out

[Verse 3: Raekwon]
Nigga all black wardrobe, the gat attack foes
?? with the flow, I turn lettuce to dough
Play the hood close, ?? good smoke
Hoodrats, car jackers, project kids ??
Slicker than Crisco, my bite like a pitbull
I spot ‘em and pop ‘em, his nickname pimples
Check what I’m into, melodies that rip you
Snub nose, turn these rottweilers into shiatsus
Y’all like the ??, mine is like a book you must get into
Every line come like a missile
I got issues, all I do is make her whistle
Let the goons figure out if your diamonds official
Let you… bullets tear your bone gristle, lung tissue
Gun in every hole of your body dog, I can’t miss you
?, three to your temple
And y’all was never hot, not even near a sizzle

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Cassie - King Of Hearts Lyrics and Video

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You are the prince of charm
Seduction is your art
You never play my love
You’re just my king of hearts
You are my king of hearts

If you’re winning
You might as well admit it
And looking come and get it
Boy you can just forget it, forget it
If you’re winning
You might as well admit it
And looking come and get it
Boy you can just forget it, forget it

You are the prince of charm
Seduction is your art
You never play my love
You’re just my king of hearts
You are my king of hearts

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Shinedown - Bully Lyrics and Video

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it’s 8 am, this hell i’m in
seems i’ve crossed a line again
for being nothing more than who i am
so break my bones and throw your stones
we all know that life ain’t fair
but there’s more of us we’re everywhere

we don’t have to take this back against the wall
we don’t have to take this we can end it all

all you’ll ever be is a faded memory of a bully
make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
push them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear me
no one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bully

think it through you can’t undo
whenever i see black and blue i feel the past, i share the bruise
with everyone who’s come and gone
my head is clear my voice is strong, now i’m right here to right the wrong
we don’t have to take this back against the wall
we don’t have to take this we can end it all

all you’ll ever be is a faded memory of a bully
make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
push them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear me
no one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bully

it’s 8 am, the hell i’m in
your voice is strong, now right the wrong

all you’ll ever be is a faded memory of a bully
make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
push them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear me
no one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bully

all you’ll ever be is a faded memory of a bully
make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
push them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear me
no one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bully
we don’t have to take this back against the wall
we don’t have to take this we can end it all (x4)

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Jason Mraz - I Won't Give Up Lyrics and Video

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[jason mraz]
when i look into your eyes
it’s like watching the night sky
or a beautiful sunrise
well there’s so much they hold
and just like them old stars
i see that you’ve come so far
to be right where you are
how old is your soul?

i won’t give up on us
even if the skies get rough
i’m giving you all my love
i’m still looking up

and when you’re needing your space
to do some navigating
i’ll be here patiently waiting
to see what you find
cause even the stars they burn
some even fall to the earth
we’ve got a lot to learn
god knows we’re worth it
no, i won’t give up

i don’t wanna be someone who walks away so easily
i’m here to stay and make the difference that i can make
our differences they do a lot to teach us how to use the tools and gifts
we got yeah we got a lot at stake
and in the end, you’re still my friend at least we didn’t tend
for us to work we didn’t break, we didn’t burn
we had to learn, how to bend without the world caving in
i had to learn what i got, and what i’m not
and who i am

i won’t give up on us
even if the skies get rough
i’m giving you all my love
i’m still looking up
i’m still looking up

i won’t give up on us
god knows i’m tough, he knows
we got a lot to learn
god knows we’re worth it

i won’t give up on us
even if the skies get rough
i’m giving you all my love
i’m still looking up

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T.I. - I See Ghost’s Lyrics and Video (Ft. Future & Rocko)

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[Hook]
Hey I think I seen a ghost
Half a million dollar car, ain’t even got no note
Bitches layin’ on the bed, bitches on the flo’
Money to the ceiling, money come and money go
I think I seen a ghost, I think I seen a ghost
Hamiltons and Franklins, they come in every show
Money to the ceiling, how you love you can go
Graveyard in my pockets, dead presidents to blow
I think I’m seeing ghosts

[Verse 1: Future]
Money burning in my hand while I’m still counting
We put drivers in the seats, I’m in the back lounging
My bitch she don’t even speak no English when she come in town and
I’m seeing dead people, man I got like four accountants
It’s all my yayo in that pot we need a water fountain
We put that yayo on the East and full ten countin’ (?)
I’m counting dirty money, I don’t need no help to count it
It had blood, it had sweat on it when I found it
I’m going higher than a elevator out the country
I do whatever for that paper, it ain’t on my country
I went to sleep inside a ghost, I think it was a phantom
Man I get rock and roll high, dog I’m off the channel
I got sixty racks on me just in case she want to gamble
And I go crazy with that back, it ain’t nothing I can’t handle
I’m in my room with the light off, burning candles
Youngest nigga with the set, repping Atlanta

[Hook]

[Verse 2: T.I.]
This money timid, hear motherfuckers talk money
I inhale bills, breathe Gs, cough money
I’m still making cake even when I lost money
A multimillionaire, stil lspending soft money
I’m balling way above par, got golf money
The bus full of duffel bags and that’s all money
You wonder what my motivation? Bro, it been money
Make extra jet cause my little mama love to spend money
We Texas Hold ‘Em, rolling dice with your rent money
Get out my face and fuck your life if you ain’t getting money
Say boy, I spend the money you’re trying to make
Sell 100 Gs and it’s sad to say
Big dough, I get that
In a fear? Push your shit back
I’m arrogant and I’m cocky cause I got a graveyard in my pocket
Spent 100K on my chain and a couple mill on my watch here
My chick ride in that car you in
This city, I argue in
Get big money, no little dough
See dead presidents, real ghosts

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Rocko]
Boo! That’s the look on the haters face when I pull up in the ghost like Casper
Ooh! That’s what your boo said when she snuck a peek at me right before we got ghost
On my chopper with a chopper, they call me Ghost Rider
I swear my pen dripping, I should be a ghostwriter
I see them suckers, I get ghost
I don’t fuck with busters
Too busy sitting ghost, you know how that goes
Give me more, give me more
Yeah I ghost that work
Whip it like Goldberg
Yeah I ghost that word
Heavyweight, Goldberg, I’m a wrassler, ho
Clothesline that bankroll, I be wrassling ghosts
Chauffeur find our way back, trunk passengers ghost
Got my green from the Bay, ghost ride the whip
Hey man, Hallelujah in my True Religion denims
Yeah, Rocko do the most, pocket hundred full of ghosts

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T.I. - Oh Yeah Lyrics and Video (Ft. Trey Songz)

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[Hook]
Whatever you are, im sorry im gone
Them bitches say they miss me, tell em shawty not long
Got them so tunrt on till they so turnt out
Casue im so tunrt up and im burnin that loud
I pull up, hop out, all the bitches like wow
Catch me at [?] chow up in vegas in town
Its a sold out crowd bitches from the front row
Up to the nose bleeds and they all wanna go
No they all wanna go, I make em say
Ay, they all they wanna go, ay don’t they trey
Hey if your girl wanna go tell her say
And if that brad wanna go she should say
Now from LA to the bay, I make em say
And from New York to MIA, bitches say
From Chi Town to the D, bitches scream
San Louis Houston do you wanna go with me

[Verse 1]
Hey you can catch me in Atlanta with my pedal to the floor
On that 5,99 guts like a bloody nose
Ain’t no secret how I kick it nigga everybody know
Bout my paper sorry no time for you haters gotta go
When im on the westcoat in that ghost on that low
One 5 for a movie, quarter mil for a show
Gotta pill in a bottle for the road for a ho
Sweet heart to a lady, still hard on a ho
Thank god for my lady I know they be on that radio wiling
While we chilling somewhere on an island, smiling
On a big dot is he really that hot
Ain’t you too niggga guess not
Bitches hopin on my dick, ‘fore I hop up out the car
Walk away with 5 or 6 as im passing by the bars
See im tuggin on my zipper as I fire up my cigar
Lets get this straight, you go get naked get it crackin till tomorrow

[Hook]
Whatever you are, im sorry im gone
Them bitches say they miss me, tell em shawty not long
Got them so tunrt on till they so turnt out
Casue im so tunrt up and im burnin that loud
I pull up, hop out, all the bitches like wow
Catch me at [?] chow up in vegas in town
Its a sold out crowd bitches from the front row
Up to the nose bleeds and they all wanna go
No they all wanna go, I make em say
Ay, they all they wanna go, ay don’t they trey
Hey if your girl wanna go tell her say
And if that brad wanna go she should say
Now from LA to the bay, I make em say
And from New York to MIA, bitches say
From Chi Town to the D, bitches scream
San Louis Houston do you wanna go with me

[Verse 2]
Yeah we in the same booth, but im on another

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Joell Ortiz - I Tote Guns Lyrics and Video

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I tote guns I tote guns
I make number ones
I tote guns I tote guns
I make number ones
I tote guns I tote guns
I make number ones

knock knock I say who is there and I reply
come on man I know who I be .. check my ..
I am so full of myself .. with the balls rap in the ones I used to pull up myself
guess that’s why a lady .. pull out my clothes pull of and give her a mouth full of …
I am in the zone like 2 3 man I am something they can’t hold like 2 3
after .. 2 3 ain’t enough bring your own label you know to chew me like and old bagel
I told dad put your spine on a cold table you have been a bird for years mister .. changel
I am the truth and you may not like that but the homie next to me they are on …

I tote guns I tote guns
I make number ones
I tote guns I tote guns
I make number ones
I tote guns I tote guns
I make number one

I am the best I can’t lie
my flow is a work out if I can’t lie
I don’t even got to try man I squad with hip hop when my ..
new york rap I do the dance and all that I am gonna fall back keep my .. pushing
…is for my homie rocking on a stew with a stash and a pocket full of …
now look at the ….see their name busting cause they see me in the rain …
shut gun to death like … I am getting money I am just trying to chill
but I am the seventh …i ain’t feel .

I tote guns I tote guns
I make number ones
I tote guns I tote guns
I make number ones
I tote guns I tote guns
I make number one

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Alley Boy - Guilty Lyrics and Video (Ft. Eastside Jody)

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chorus
I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the gray
I am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faith
I am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judge
I am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the gray
I am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faith
I am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judge
I am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I ain’t perfect but I am loyal nigger no question
heads down hold you down nigger no question
say your name in every song .. right or wrong
I am guilty money change niggers when the fame comes
I am guilty you are holding your hoes I don’t want to fuck them
.. pussy hot so it was hard to trust them I know I am guilty for the life
…best stab it on rack I keep it one step so many niggers screaming more but they ain’t really more
.. nigger to the hard I am gonna watch my hands on you

chorus
I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the gray
I am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faith
I am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judge
I am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the gray
I am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faith
I am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judge
I am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

.. selling this brick a straight drop
.. 40 pounds to these niggers I am talking …
ain’t been the same since my niggers been gone .. move so much coce
I need to work for Coka Cola got so many phone
got to work for Motorola

chorus
I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the gray
I am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faith
I am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judge
I am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the gray
I am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faith
I am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judge
I am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

love strong make decisions even harder for you
in your heart you know this person ain’t no good for you
who am I to hold a .. I have been fucking …if you fuck one
I fuck ten we both plan .. tell me you love me but you .. fall apart
every day we are …try to ignore the past wishing for another future
you are still mad at me for all the shit I did to you
.. you hurt me and I hurt you I guess going on separate ways
is the best thing to do I know I am guilty shorty I never said I wasn’t
when I brag about how you cheated you just …

chorus
I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the gray
I am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faith
I am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judge
I am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

I am guilty for love for these niggers none of them the gray
I am guilty for love for these hoes now she is one faith
I am guilty I ain’t never .. I never judge
I am guilty it’s like it was love that’s is what it was

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Claude - Outta Control Lyrics and Video

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I found me missing you
you know I will probably be holding you
even kissing you
but you don’t hear me though
I can’t let it go
this cannot be happening
my heart down what’s bubbling
this all experience is getting outta control
I always had control never got too emotional
I like to take time to all the things that I do
nothing stays the same in time it hangs
I guess I am not an exception to that rule

chorus
cause never before had I to walk in my .. shoes
caught up in these emotions feeling confused
o girl I am losing it .. to let it .. I found I am missing you
you know I will probably be holding you
even kissing you
but you don’t hear me though
I can’t let it go
this cannot be happening
my heart down what’s bubbling
this all experience is getting outta control

I never was afraid to love
it’s always been something that I am just sure of
and I assume when it all will .. I take it all in style
open up I made it .. familiar the only thing I see is your face
I found myself trying to get back control of my life

chorus
cause never before had I to walk in my .. shoes
caught up in these emotions feeling confused
o girl I am losing it .. to let it .. I found I am missing you
you know I will probably be holding you
even kissing you
but you don’t hear me though
I can’t let it go
this cannot be happening
my heart down what’s bubbling
this all experience is getting outta control

every day every hour
every second every minute is all ..
you know I am losing it
every day every single hour
every second every minute is all …
.. I found I am missing you
you know I will probably be holding you
even kissing you
but you don’t hear me though
I can’t let it go
this cannot be happening
my heart down what’s bubbling
this all experience is getting outta control

chorus
cause never before had I to walk in my .. shoes
caught up in these emotions feeling confused
o girl I am losing it .. to let it .. I found I am missing you
you know I will probably be holding you
even kissing you
but you don’t hear me though
I can’t let it go
this cannot be happening
my heart down what’s bubbling
this all experience is getting outta control

XV - #EndOfTheWorld Lyrics and Video

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[XV - Verse 1]
Let me in your life, let me in your homes
Let me in your stereos and get me in my zone
A hero on the page is what I wanna be the most
But if we follow for a follow, tell me who gon lead us both
Roman numeral flow, wallet full of C’s
Turn numbers into the alphabet so I can count G’s
The loser who won too like you was counting the 3
After the millions cause they doubted the dream
I aint lost a thing in this grind but my mind
And reality so harsh how could dreaming waste my time
I just ask mine, hypothetical at times
Wonderin’ if my rap minds matter after I flat line?
So I sign out of Facebook and get some real friends
Got off Twitter with niggas and set some real trends
And we gon’ get it man while the World spins
Cause everyday they try to say that the World ends

[Hook]
Followers followin’, role models modellin’
Niggas throwin’ they dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world yet?
Is it the end of the World yet?
Followers followin’, role models modellin’
Niggas throwin’ they dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world yet?
Is it the end of the World yet?

[XV - Verse 2]
Young and invincible, hated by all the principles
Maybe cause all our principles would seem so fictional
Now we live in a world that’s so digital
Hashtags at the minimal, niggas act like it’s biblical
Typical I watch niggas thats at they pinnacle
And not have one event that felt pivotal
When I was young I was wylin’ but always had drive
They suspended my license and then I got fly
Who gon’ change the World, not I
But I will influence the mind that does try
Thats a Pac line, see how it all goes
We could become a leader after you follow
So sign out of Facebook and get some real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and set some real trends
And we gon get it while the world spins
Cause everyday they try to say that the world ends
Is it over yet?

[Hook]

[XV - Verse 3]
Ugh, back to Squaria I go
Its our future Odd Future you could never know
Saw a nigga on Twitter say Vizzy will never blow
I guess there are some shit that I’ll spit that I never get to show
Over they heads I go
I wrote this on a flight next to this women that was white
She asked me what is that you write, I said a rap song
She said: “really, with sentences that long”
If you think rap is just drugs and gats then you dead wrong
This is the paper my sons college fund is made on
Those college kids at shows in the front row with weight on
We change lives with these lines that they hate on
Spit on tracks like simple jack and then kick back like Fei Long
I just want write something that make you get life from it
Its more than just a facebook, like or dislike button
So sign out of that and get some real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and set some real trends

[Hook]

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Katy Perry - Bullet Lyrics and Video

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my mama warned me about boys like you
its the reason i wear theese steel toed boots yeah
and let me give you a little plece of advice
my papa pack heat and he won’t think twice yeah
well, why do you think they call me jessie james?
too musch trouble better stay away
crab your hat better get gone
but if you stay you’ve been warned
i’m a bullet and i.m headed
straight for you heart (yeah)
be careful what you start!
i’m a bullet and i.m headed
straight for you heart (yeah)
its gonna leave a mark!
well, every now and then
i make a man break a sweat
watch him work overtime on my wristbands (yeah)
cause i’m the kinda girl that you wanna show off
i’ll tell’em
all your friends with a southern drawl(yeah)
well, why do you think they call me jessie james?
sweet as a peach,impossible to tame
fingers on the trigger and you’ll be to blame
cause if you stay
i’m a bullet and i.m headed
straight for you heart (yeah)
be careful what you start!
i’m a bullet and i.m headed
straight for you heart (yeah)
its gonna leave a mark!(yeah)
i’ll ride where the wind wants to take me
leaving lovers in the dust every city
cause my heart was like a ghost town baby
and now i met a man that brings me
i’m a bullet and i.m headed
straight for you heart (yeah)
be careful what you start!
i’m a bullet and i.m headed
straight for you heart (yeah)
its gonna leave a mark!(yeah)

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Git Fresh - Drunk Together Lyrics and Video

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Chorus:
I can see it and me get loose in the VIP
Let’s get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together
People staring, we don’t give a fuck
We’re on that.. what you know about us
Let’s get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together

Shawty got an ass that can make my day
Make me wanna… while she shake my way
Girl, look good …
Wanna do like Usher, make love in the club
Me and my… uh
About to get… uh
…go up in here, and knock it straight
There ain’t nothing that I rather do
Take a few shots to Patron with you
Pulling on the bottom of your skirt
Gotta make sure your shit stay down
Running all on me, making it…
Baby that thing might jump straight out.

Chorus:
I can see it and me get loose in the VIP
Let’s get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together
People staring, we don’t give a fuck
We’re on that.. what you know about us
Let’s get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together

Taking the shit, you already know
Sick of doing… let the champagne flow
Tale the whole bottle and pull it down your throat
Got a few stacks in my pocket I could blow!
You’re so drunk, and I’m so drunk
Tell me who the hell gonna drive us home
And I keep feeling on your body
Get it on the floor we…
When I get you home, I’mma put in work
Baby that train is gonna get…
Gotta get my keys… your purse
And baby that thing gonna get broke up
And the best thing about it is I’m with my girlfriend!
Yeah, the best thing about is you’re my girlfriend!

Chorus:(x2)
I can see it and me get loose in the VIP
Let’s get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together
People staring, we don’t give a fuck
We’re on that.. what you know about us
Let’s get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together
Get drunk together

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50 Cent - Girls Go Wild Lyrics and Video (Ft. Jeremih)

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Don’t do much talking I just check the with the date
got 3 4 bitches in the tube waiting for me
my favorite is .. Mona Lisa
said she got a man she can’t stand it he is a .. bro
bitch I am the man I love bubbling shorty
get get your pants all over me
get your … careful what you …
I know they want that
whatever is on topi am gonna spend … DJ ..
give it to them
give it to them
give it to them
..my shit knock on the club .. girls go wild
from the front to the back .. girls go wild
I got to .. girls go wild
I got .. rock to my own shit girl go wild
she want me to trick that thing this pussy is for me
she see my watch and all about my pinky ring
understand I am out here in these street get out of .. take mine
I will be .. with that heat
girl my swag is illicit look of all .. friends I blue up a couple …
shorty .. I bet she is a freak
she might bring a friend if she want something to eat
I know they want that give it to them
whatever is on top give it to them
I am gonna spend a little more days at the .. DJ ..
give it to them
give it to them
give it to them
..my shit knock on the club .. girls go wild
from the front to the back .. girls go wild
I got to .. girls go wild
I got .. rock to my own shit girl go wild

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Chrishan - YU Mad (Remix) Lyrics and Video

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.. in the Benz
get that bitch skinny you win it
get honey the week .. yeah your picture …
Miami salty air and I bet your girl ….
gonna need my spot …get up in uk .. play hey
wanna talk about the past everybody ….
most days they shut … guess I could put that tizzy flow
everything broke fix it yo .. girlfriend know
I sell that … bow wow …
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad

bigger than life CFO
fuck you nigger get down or lay down
shut up everything except a school play ground
triple OG these hoes know me shine an AK blood just like a trophy
I am old school and I snag a bitch
getting money like a mother fucker cracker bitch
what you know about it take notes nigger
why MC.. coach nigger stab man stab man ..we are the took of nigger got the game
on lock like football nigger 100
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad

I got the world on my wallet
switched it for a violet
niggers think they fly let me check you …
the P on my head is for .. I could turn her pussy on …
I do it for my niggers my mother fucking niggers cause these hoes so thirsty
like they got .. I am amazed hoe to set the .. hoe no code on the code that”s code zero
tonight I probably fuck another nigger girl ..
is cash money nigger get .. on lock right behind the …
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad
that’s why you are mad

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Chris Boyd - All Night Affair Lyrics and Video

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So I drink tonight to take you… I’m feeling right
Cause I’m in the club, be showing love
A lot can be said when I…
They really hating cause I’m moving the best
And every dude in the club wants to feel my… hey!

Bridge:
Cause when I go in (ain’t nobody going harder than)
Me and my friends (which is everybody in this club)
I left my tag opened…
Going in all night long!

Chorus:
I’mma do my dance till I can’t anymore
Drive me in the VIP…
Cause I’mma hold this club ‘till I walk out the door
Everybody come along with me, this is all night affair!

.. a movement to this beta, every… wanna touch
I move my body left to right, got ‘em falling in love
We got Patron on ice in the VIP
And every lady in this club wants to be like me!

Bridge:
Cause when I go in (ain’t nobody going harder than)
Me and my friends (which is everybody in this club)
I left my tag opened…
Going in all night long!

Chorus:
I’mma do my dance till I can’t anymore
Drive me in the VIP…
Cause I’mma hold this club ‘till I walk out the door
Everybody come along with me, this is all night affair!
I’m going in, uh, uh, I’m going in!

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T.I. - I’ll Show You Lyrics and Video

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[Verse 1: T.I.]
K. I. N. G
Solemn and envy
Ridin’ in the Bently
They wanna send me, back to the pen
Hope they give me a ten P
Doin’ it for my dog, (?) wit so case pending (?)
And my folk behind the (?) waterboard city (?), keep it pimpin’
Tell them hatin’ ass law, bitch I’m ball so come get me
See Tip go by, in the whip, no lie
Didn’t need no wheel cause the shit so fly
Up, up and away, so far up at the top I sit
My air so thin need oxygen
I’m so fucked up, intoxicants
My flow still so stupid competent
Competition evidently don’t know what they up against
Obviously oblivious, in the city I’m serious
I’m seriously poppin’, I will be the reason why it’s hot in here
Material you droppin’ better push that back, that can’t come out this year
I got this here, can’t stop this, got this like I got blocks in here
Hit the VIP, all eyes on me like they think Pac in here
I’m ignorant, belligerent, a gangsta and a gentleman
Pay niggas no concern, ain’t no DiGornio, I’m deliverin’
Center of attention, my P.O. just threw a wrench in my
Plan of execution, I’m demandin’ retribution
First trip to prison, a lesson, second was just a nuisance
Peckerwood beefin’ with me, they want my neck in a noose
Cause they see a niggas influence, luxurious and affluent
They want the king destroyed, see your majesty ruined
Nah, nothin’ doin’ brah, congratulations you a bus’ (?)
A really great advantage point, so take your vantage point
Watch, with the flip of a coin
The one they counted out soon become the nigga to join
Don’t listen to the gossip or cut, them niggas annoyin’
They speak what I know and think it’s over for them (?)
Bow back, ya boy got fly high
With ten chicks, got high in sha la
Niggas stay talkin’ all that ca ca
No mucho deniro, no habla
About my dollar, G-5, Murcielaga(?)
How automatic my chopper, they want some problems, I got ‘em

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
I’ll show niggas better than Tell niggas
Paint over discussions ’bout Push, I never fail niggas
How I’m back Jack, listen, what the hell niggas?
This the new God flow, the Holy Grail niggas
Can’t see me, Book of Eli, it’s in Braille niggas
I’m on track to be the best, I want Derrelle niggas
I bend balls(?) on bitches, I unveil(?) nigga
OfficiallyIce, don’t at ‘em, show and tell nigga
Say my brother better? Big deal
Big brother, so fuck you, he hammer, can’t touch him
Ride around AMG mufflers, second fiddle to my own gene pool
We laugh about it, that’s cool
I’m at the top and he better?
If you think about it, we rule
My life is an open book
My stuntin’ is an open look
These gold chains, these stone rings
This cocaine that I overcooked
I overcame on Novacane, I Frank Ocean’d that fish scale
I tip scales, I tip hoes, I skip jail on my tip toes
I beat the odds, bet Tip knows, my top back and my wrist froze
And these ice cubes on my ear lobes
Like strobe lights on a fish bowl
Supreme ballers, dope dealers, shot callers
GOOD Music, Grand Hustle, what the block taught us

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T.I. - Piss’n On Your Ego Lyrics and Video (Ft. B.o.B)

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[T.I.]
Automatic bullet flow
Uzi, Calico
Ladies man? Yeah, but to that pussy I’m a bully tho
Beat it, eat it, let it go
Retarded, stupid, silly tho
This city been on life support
I’m gonna get out and kill it tho
Really tho, off the chain
Getting into heavy things
Stuntin out the furnished dealer
Bustin out the cabin mayne
God like Charlemagne
Never ate a hotter thang
Ever hit it, ever did it ?
I’m way in the front, ?, no athlete
? nigga watch my smoke
Cause I’m gonna get money, to the top I go
Say you get dough, nigga ? I know
The housekeeper get more to come and mop my floor

[Hook]
Silly ?

Nigga know my stylo

Pissin on your ego, pissin on your ego
Shittin on your pride and we pissin on your ego

[B.o.B.]
I’m back up on my rap shit, you bastards got it backwards
Got it twisted and exaggerated
Stretched out: elastics
You niggas ain’t on my radar!
I bypass niggas, no gastric
I pull up front in that monster truck
And I park that shit Jurrassic
Got a drunk bitch on my mattress
Doing backflips, gymnastics
She holding on to that monkey bar
Yelling out my name: no ad-libs
Niggas get mad at us for what?
We live out life at the after-party
Don’t come at me with that ego shit
We piss on that like a port-o-potty
This beat is retarded so therefore my flow is autistic
Come on down to Bobby’s World
You ain’t no friend I would visit
Flow like I’m on a mission
So there is no competition
It’s looking like hunting season
And we in the slaughter business

[Hook]

[T.I.]
Ball hard: pavement
Broads in amazement
Large money talking, I ain’t gotta make a statement
My impatient grind, I’m taking mine
I ain’t ? from mine
Anybody wanna shine? I suggest you wait in line
I’m chasing dimes and paper
But for these haters I don’t break a stride
Defecating on your ride, make you commit suicide
Do or die, who am I?
Bullet in the Bulls-eye

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T.I. - This Time Of Night Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nelly)

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[Hook]
We showin up, it’s going down
She know it’s us, I let her know it now
It’s 3, 4, 5 in the morning
One thing for sure this time of night
Ain’t nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain’t nothing open but legs this time of night
Ain’t nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain’t nothing open but legs this time of night

Ass looking on swoll
Damn shawty! Long hair pretty toes
(know who I am shawty)
? nice face
She say she wanna ride up to my place
And she wanna bring a friend if it’s alright

2 bottles chillin, everybody on pills

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T.I. - Loud Mouth Lyrics and Video (Ft. 2 Chainz)

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[Verse 1: T.I.]
Hey, big bank, lotta guava, (yeah)
They bout a dolla? I ain’t tryin’ to holla
’96 Impala buckets under that
On automatic status, we ain’t havin’ none of that
Hey watch it partna, stay out my lane
Everybody fuckin’ with my campaign
Get dough or get lost, shawty always
Like Dro say, ho fuck with me the long way
And I deliver long john son, I don’t play
Poppin’ out before the sun come, I don’t stay
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
That’s why I’m ridin’ out, pockets on loud mouth (Yeah)
I’m goin’ in, finna spazz out
Aigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
That’s why I’m ridin’ out, pockets on loud mouth

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Woke up this morning with a bank roll
I be gettin’ head like a Kango
Got your girl sellin’ pussy to my tango
What, she so wet, think I’m gonna need a rain coat
On 285 doing 85!
Couple hoes in my stable, time to stabilize
Check the time, I better say mine bitches
Need a sign on my dick that say “Fine Bitches”
And you know I’m throwed like five pitchers
And you know I’m high like five Swishas
Jay’s used to say “what up Slim?”
Cause they know I’m known to make that work cartwheel
Hot wheel, hot steel, ride around my block still
Even if it’s winter time, I’m ridin’ in a drop still
You don’t have an idea of the life that I live
Pockets so loud, got them bitches doin’ adlibs
I’m goin’ in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I’m ridin’ out, pockets on loud mouth

[Verse 3: T.I.]
Back on my 1-2 nigga, ace – deuce
Feds try to crucify me, call me Jesús
Get it straight dude, I ain’t with that nonsense
Bank rolls like a bad bitch lookin’ all mint
No joystickin’ nothin’ over here dog
So ain’t no playin’ me at all, let’s be clear dog
I’m raw as ever, flaw is never(?)
Just as blind (?) tough as leather (?) eatin’ better
Somebody better tell ‘em
‘Fore that tré four seven hit they cerebellum
Hey they say bullshit walk and cash talk
That’s why I’m ridin’ I’m goin’ in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I’m ridin’ out, pockets on loud mouth

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