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Gucci Mane - Rack City Freestyle Lyrics and Video

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Misheard instrument
Scoochy!
Go!

Rack City B**ch, Rack Rack City B**ch

This a lullaby we call it Rough City B**ch
Million dollars worth of ice on Wild City B**ch
And I’m not trying to brag but I’m niggard rich
And I’m laughing with your money like I’m silly B**ch
Dress to rock all night like I’m Diddy B**ch
Say Gucci, I had to shit, you’re a idiot
Like a paralyzed man, I ain’t feeling it

Rack City B**ch, Rack Rack City B**ch
Rack City B**ch, Rack Rack City B**ch
Rack City B**ch, Rack Rack City B**ch
Ten, ten, ten, twentys and the fiftys B**ch

Rack City B**ch, Rack Rack City B**ch
Rack City B**ch, Rack Rack City B**ch
Rack City B**ch, Rack Rack City B**ch
Ten, ten, ten, twentys and the fiftys B**ch

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Gucci Mane - Riot Freestyle Lyrics and Video

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I say, damn right, I got it
Damn right, I got it
Damn right, I got it
Damn right, I got it
Damn right, I got it
Damn right, I got it
Damn right, I got it
Damn right, I got it
I say, lying niggard be quiet
Lying niggard be quiet
Lying niggard be quiet
You in the presence of a real niggard
I say, lying niggard be quiet
Lying niggard be quiet
Lying niggard be quiet
You’re in a real niggard presence
I eat your girl love for breakfast
Won’t say you’re no extra
Station four is what me caused for real niggards have preference
Drinking like I’m from Texas
And you know I stay flexing
And if you don’t know I go by …

Damn right, I got it
Damn right, I’m about it
Can’t foul the pillows
Please don’t get us excited
Am smoking loud
So lame niggards be quiet
And if you fuck with us
We going to start up a riot
I’m a start to riot, I’m a start to riot
I’m a start to riot, I’m a start to riot
I’m a start to riot, I’m a start to riot
I’m a start to riot, I’m a start to riot

Damn right, I got it
I’m a hose inside it
Lam doors, robotic
All about their prophet
I know that you like it
I guess it makes me psychic
Honey grime in a duffle bag
But don’t get excited
Gucci
Damn right, I shot it
Damn right, they plot it
They’re Glock would’ve extend though
‘Cause I don’t know karate
One watching, two whines
Gucci man, and two chimes
With four hoes, there’s two a piece
‘Cause that’s the way that we do things
Got the newest shoes, going to shoe scrimps
Why to change?
No belt on
Money making my pants etch
Step off or get stepped on
Back on ‘cause I’m back home
Right jab, you two flips
I’m a niggard with an out two just like easy
I’m a cause of ruffles

Damn right, I got it
Damn right, I’m about it
Can’t foul the pillows
Please don’t get us excited
Am smoking loud
So lame niggards be quiet
And if you fuck with us
We going to start up a riot
I’m a start to riot, I’m a start to riot
I’m a start to riot, I’m a start to riot
I’m a start to riot, I’m a start to riot
I’m a start to riot, I’m a start to riot

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Emanny - Don’t Say Shit Lyrics and Video

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I think I wrote this poem for you
And I don’t know what I’m trying
But everything I’m saying is true
I know you’ve heard it all before like nothing is new
Let’s just not twist on the familiar

Say something
No, no, no, you ain’t got to say nothing, no
Your body’s speaking loud and clear to me
Just keep on talking baby
Don’t say shit
Just keep on talking baby
Don’t say shit

You never got to read what I wrote
But I know you know when I’m saying every sentence in quote
I’m a speed it up before you tell me that I’m going to take it slower
It’s just to show you how much I feel your heart

Say something
No, no, no, don’t say nothing, no
Your body’s speaking loud and clear to me
Just keep on talking baby
Don’t say shit
Just keep on talking baby
Don’t say shit

You ain’t got to say no words, say no words


Say shit
Don’t say shit
Don’t say shit

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Pitbull - Name Of Love Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nayer & Jean Roch)

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Last time I set a tier, was when my father died
But now he’s good up in the skies
So I’m gonna make this song crack
I see them haters looking at me
Tryna indict my soul
Tryna read me, tryna see what I know, haha but no

Feel the night
I got no pain to share with you, all right
Though we can share it, about to live your life
Living along, just enjoy your life, enjoy your life

Celebrate in the name of love
Celebrate in the name of love

Never felt this good
Don’t you worry
I’m feeling like I should, ooh woah
Never felt this good
Don’t you worry, oh oh oh
Never felt this good
Don’t you worry
I’m feeling like I should, ooh woah
Never felt this good
Don’t you worry, oh oh oh

Cante y no llores, el amor es lleno dolores mami
I want you to listen, don’t hear me
I want you respect me, don’t feel me

This life is crazy, baby,
Now I want you near me, help me
Cuba, miami to paris, life is short, let’s cherish
I’mma kill this, make love to you,
With you and your girl on top of the terrace
I’mma feel this, and since my father died
Baby, i’m tearless, I see the future
But I live for the moment
Makes and astoments
Time is money
I don’t know about you, but I own it dale

Feel the vibe
Now we can done it here, you soaked tonight
Let’s take it higher, fly the satellite
No one can take away my inner life, inner life

Celebrate in the name of love
Celebrate in the name of love

Never felt this good
Don’t you worry
I’m feeling like I should, ooh woah
Never felt this good
Don’t you worry, oh oh oh
Never felt this good
Don’t you worry
I’m feeling like I should, ooh woah
Never felt this good

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Goldfrapp - Melancholy Sky Lyrics and Video

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late into the night
comes a glow like ice
number’s on my phone, i don’t recognize
there in black and white
all your twisted thoughts

brutal starry eyes
stuck inside your head
fallen from the sky
risen from the dead
views from all the past
taken to new heights

melancholy sky
you made me blue
still hanging on
there’s nothing i can do
not this time

there you are again
calling from the hills
haunted and the damned
from imagined worlds
it’s too late my friend
i don’t love you anymore

melancholy sky
you made me blue
still hanging on
there’s nothing i can do
melancholy sky
still hanging on
you’re crazy now
i didn’t do you wrong
not this time

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Icarly Cast - Coming Home Lyrics and Video

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I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Tell the World I’m coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Tell the World that I’m coming
I’m back where I belong, yeah I never felt so strong
(I’m back baby)
I feel like there’s nothing that I can’t try
And if you with me put your hands high
(put your hands high)
If you ever lost a light before, this one’s for you
And you, the dreams are for you
I hear “The Tears of a Clown”
I hate that song
I always feel like they talking to me when it comes on
Another day another Dawn
Another Kesha, nice to meet ya, get the math I’m gone
What am I ‘posed to do when the club lights come on
Its easy to be Puff, its harder to be Sean
What if the twins ask why I aint marry their mom (why, damn!)
How do I respond?
What if my son stares with a face like my own
And says he wants to be like me when he’s grown
Sh-t! But I ain’t finished growing
Another night the inevitible prolongs
Another day another Dawn
Just tell Kesha and Tanesha I’ll be better in the morn’
Another lie that I carry on
I need to get back to the place I belong
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
Tell the World I’m coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Tell the World that I’m coming
“A house is Not a Home”, I hate this song
Diddy Coming Home
Is a house really a home when your loved ones are gone
And n-ggas got the nerve to blame you for it
And you know you woulda took the bullet if you saw it
But oyu felt it and still feel it
And money can’t make up for it or conceal it
But you deal with it and you keep ballin’
Pour out some liquor, play ball and we keep ballin’
Baby we’ve been living in sin ’cause we’ve been really in love
But we’ve been living as friends
So you’ve been a guest in your own home
It’s time to make your house your home
Pick up your phone, come on
“Ain’t No Stopping Us Now”, I love that song
Whenever it comes on it makes me feel strong
I thought I told y’all that we won’t stop
We back cruising through Harlem, Viso blocks
It’s what made me, saved me, drove me crazy
Drove me away than embraced me
Forgave me for all of my shortcomings
Welcome to my homecoming
Yeah it’s been a long time coming
Lot of fights, lot of scars, lot of bottles
Lot of cars, lot of ups, lot of downs
Made it back, lost my dog (I miss you BIG)
And here I stand, a better man! (a better man)
Thank you Lord (Thank you Lord)

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Lostprophets - Better Off Dead Lyrics and Video

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i wanna talk about a sound, a voice, a freedom,
rejoice.
i can’t stay silent while you take away our choice.
the guns, the armour, the gossip, the drama.
the innocent, guilty, we’re all free of karma.
the nation, the rules, the patient, the fools,
the picket lines inside, to close down schools,
a chance we take, the path we tread,
you can’t cry ‘freedom’, when you’re standing on the
dead,
nobody puts the enemy, i only wanna get free,
battered out of hatred, jealousy, envy,
the liars, the fakes, the funerals, the wakes,
the life we live, you give, it takes,
the stones we cast, the future, the past,
the laws we break, too slow, too fast,
the highs, the lows, we fell, we rose,
the happiness we hold, to come
and we go…

(chorus)
go!
i sing revolution while you’re trying to silence me,
my resolution for a life i can lead,
adversity has become part of my destiny
i’d rather die on my feet, than ever live on my knees.

and all my hearing is the news,
the shots, the bombs, the plots,
we separate and divide, the streets, the blocks,
the free, the brave, the dead, the grave,
everyday combat, the ones you couldn’t save,
the scars, the cracks, the science, the facts,
religion, control, the knife in our backs,
the found, the lost, we pay, the cost,

genocide inside, we’re taken by the cross,
somebody put this in me, i only wanted to see,
an angel, all this hatred, jealously, envy,
the fires, the scrapes, the records, the tapes,
the weak, the strong, the love, the hate,
the sails, the masts, the future, the past,
abuse we take, too slow, too fast,
the highs, the lows, we fell, we rose,
the happiness we hold, to come,
and we go…

(chorus)
go!
i sing revolution while you’re trying to silence me,
my resolution for a life i can lead,
adversity has become part of my destiny
i’d rather die on my feet, than ever live on my

i sing revolution singing ‘oh, are you hearing me?’
my resolution for a new enemy,
i close your arms, fall on you, lost in this misery,
i’d rather die on my feet, than ever live on my
i’d rather die on my feet, than ever live on my
i’d rather die on my feet, than ever live on my
i’d rather die on my feet, than ever live on my knees.

all pray, judges and leaders
you made us, none believers,
these graves that you leave us, replace your promised
freedom
all pray, judges and leaders
you made us none believers,
these graves that you leave us, replace your promised
freedom
all pray!

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Jean Roch - Name Of Love Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nayer & Pitbull)

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last time i set a tier, was when my father died
but now he's good up in the skies
so i'm gonna make this song crack
i see them haters looking at me
tryna indict my soul
tryna read me, tryna see what i know, haha but no

feel the night
i got no pain to share with you, all right
though we can share it, about to live your life
living along, just enjoy your life, enjoy your life

celebrate in the name of love
celebrate in the name of love

never felt this good
don't you worry
i'm feeling like i should, ooh woah
never felt this good
don't you worry, oh oh oh
never felt this good
don't you worry
i'm feeling like i should, ooh woah
never felt this good
don't you worry, oh oh oh

cante y no llores, el amor es lleno dolores mami
i want you to listen, don't hear me
i want you respect me, don't feel me
this life is crazy, baby,
now i want you near me, help me
cuba, miami to paris, life is short, let's cherish
i'mma kill this, make love to you,
with you and your girl on top of the terrace
i'mma feel this, and since my father died
baby, i'm tearless, i see the future
but i live for the moment
makes and astoments
time is money
i don't know about you, but i own it dale

feel the vibe
now we can done it here, you soaked tonight
let's take it higher, fly the satellite
no one can take away my inner life, inner life

celebrate in the name of love
celebrate in the name of love

never felt this good
don't you worry
i'm feeling like i should, ooh woah
never felt this good
don't you worry, oh oh oh
never felt this good
don't you worry
i'm feeling like i should, ooh woah
never felt this good
don't you worry, oh oh oh

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Ace Hood - Lord Knows Freestyle Lyrics and Video

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Sick and tired of being sick and tired
Muthaf-ck them other niggas be the state of mind
Got them haters on the job like it’s a 9 to 5
Getting money, mind ya business and stay out of mine
50 thousands for this rolly homie
I die tonight just bring my jewelry to the ceremony
Lord knows I be shittin’ on ‘em
Hottest nigga since that weather out in Arizona
Sleeping on me hope you choke and fall into a coma
Smell the frangrance know the money be the new aroma
I’m just spazzing out, denims carry large amounts
Got them bitches throwin’ pussy what the asses out
True story, new glory
Money stacking taller than a two story
Real niggas countin money, never gets boring
Last year I made a million of the state touring
Fuck boys, know what you talking bout
I run my own team, aint no room for mascots
Look around, peep at the winners circle
We the niggas touching paper like a social worker
Plus them pistols keep them shells like a ninja turtle
Wear rubber, cus these Spanish bitches so fertile
Lord Knows I be going hard
RIP my nigga Daniel, remember that garage
Long nights, before that rap shit
I was thinking moving keys like a locksmith
No sir, the cops
Them crackers dirty, I just hope you keep ya name clear
Waiting for a nigga, trippin’ I just stand still
I aint trippin’ I just stand still
Lord knows that I’m stressed out
Walking through these roadblocks with my chest out
Damn, 23 and made a million dollars
Fucking put a quarter million dollars round a collar
Couple more to cop a Phantom I aint talking opera
They sya my flow sick I should see a fucking doctor
Real niggas in ya presence
Chopper raise a nigga head like you present
Broward County I am that
Only nigga in my city riding Maybach’s
Motivation, motivation, my niggas fans are dead
They only location?
And thats word to my daughter
I’m just tryna make it your headquarters
Word up

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Rick Ross - Holy Ghost Lyrics and Video (Ft. Diddy)

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[Hook: Rick Ross] x2

They say I’m gettin’ money
Must be illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost
In my Bugatti
He knockin’ on the do’ don’t let the devil in
He knockin’ on the do’ don’t let the devil in

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

Lord knows, that boy done been about it
Lord knows, that boy’ll catch a body
Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans
Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans
Being dead broke is the root of all evil
Get money, my nigga, do good with your people
I got the calico, I got the dynamite
They wanna do it big? Pick a time tonight
Back to these bitches following my timeline
Back to these crackers following my timeline
Got the phone tapped, I think I’m being followed
Touch him with the holy’s ghost, can you hear me father?

[Diddy]

Father, please protect me from brokeness
And bitch ass niggas, Bitch ass bitches too
Keep ‘em away

[Repeat Hook 2x]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Work! That’s all my niggas workin’ with
Work! That’s all my niggas lurkin’ with
My teacher told me that I was a piece of shit
Seen her the other day driving a piece of shit
Work! Exactly what I’m screamin’ ho
Certified, 8 digit nigga, triple beamin’ ho
You talkin’ to the holy ghost
I’m smokin’ ’til I overdose
When I fuck she let the pussy soak
Even my lawyer be askin is it dope
Never break the code shock me with a million votes
I’m forever dope, touched by the holy ghost

[Diddy]

You see, they hate what they don’t understand
Father, forgive them
For they know not what they do
Let’s go

[Repeat Hook]

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Rick Ross - King Of Diamonds Lyrics and Video

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[Intro]
Somebody call the Brinks truck
The boss back, somebody call the Brinks truck

[Verse 1]
I got the baddest bitches waiting on a nigga
I got these pussy niggas hating on a nigga
Since they wanna talk, I went and bought another chain
Forty cars, I gotta put em in my momma name
Heli-pad on my crib, my money outta here
Love my daughter to death, ten karats in her ear
Heavy ammunition for you fuck boys
Heavy ammunition for you fuck boys
I’m getting paid, I put that on my daddy grave
Got two hundred thousand in my Chevrolet
I’m the king of diamonds, my chain still speaking Ebonics
If she selling that pussy, bring it to baby, I got it
Pop a chicken in that grease and make one into two
All these rides in my yard, my shit a carnival
I got a club, here or ‘ye
So show me love, it’s only Rozay

[Hook]
Rozay

[Verse 2]
You gotta separate yourself from fuck boys
Can’t even drop your diamond dish, your ass so paranoid
I’m floating in my shit like I’m in a parade
Ho, you better take notice — I spent ten on the paint
Waving at these bitches, and I know these niggas ho-ish
Take your bitch to get limit, pop her in a new Lotus
I’m so rich, I mean I’m so rich
If it’s less than ten stacks, to me it’s ho shit
It’s time to step your game up
Gotta run your credit just to bring my name up
Twenty million, nigga — look in my face
It’s only one Rozay

[Hook]

[Outro]
The Boss back, somebody call the Brinks truck

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Rick Ross - MMG Untouchable Lyrics and Video

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When you get a lil’ paper, get ready for haters
They standin’ in line, they all suffer from vapors
I got me a ghost, I took off the tint
Bitch look at my face, I’m a grown ass man
I’m buying real estate and I’m buildin’ my plans
Can’t name a realer place, goin’ gram for gram
And all the killas hate, know who the fuck I am
Look in a nigga face, watch me count my grams
My dog my trigga mate, and we bout them games
I’m talking trigga plate never safe for lames
Just beat another charge, made ‘em drop that case
My lawyers goin hard, a nigga versus the state
Just bought another car, had to drop that top
For 200 dollars, she’ll suck that cock
Cause when you seen with me I’mma up that stock
I got that green with me, Gucci got those blocks
And then the cheese drippin, I like my nachos hot
As far as green niggas, yeah you might get got
Breaking down my key, trying to see me the most
Greenhouse on the couch, nigga see ? toast
Niggas makin’ the threats, you could put ‘em on Twitter
But out of respect I handle mine like a killer
I’m runnin’ the city like a pair of new J’s
Maybe the ? in the luggage, I got these hoes in a daze
Pan America raised, sippin Cir’c lemonade
Baby drop me a eighth and baby boy straignt
In the back of the ghost, I can’t hear no whispers
In the back of your mind you wanna be that nigga

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Rick Ross - Magic Lyrics and Video (Ft. Future)

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Rubberband on my hundo
? a gram for my condo
Your girl love my convo, stood in line for my Concords
Encore! Gave that bitch an encore
Fucked my like a freshman, but
That ass just so sophomore
Said she got that Glock in line
Yeah, what’s your GPA
I’m in my Chevy bangin like I’m out of East LA
Them bricks be jumping fast
Call me a Chick Fil-A
Your girl I cut her ass just like I did today
If you dream it live it
We young niggas living
YSL duffle, already know what’s in it
I see No Limits: make em say uhh!
I see no niggas with this 100 round drum
Pullin out the club, you know I handle mine
Takin all these hatin niggas’ bitches every time
Had to pop the trunk, pull out the chopper like it’s magic
50 grand on my lap, poof! Like it’s magic

?
2 bad bitches and I got em ?
The way I made the work ?
Sippin on the purple, any other drink magic
Voila! Magic

I’m awake ? cause I forgot to do my taxes
Called my accountant, he gonna make you do magic
? driver tell him drop me at the airport
The way y’all smoke the blunts ?
50,000 dollars on a suit, scarf and tie
KE and young Future bringing down the fire

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Rick Ross - Last Breath Lyrics and Video (Ft. Meek Mill & Birdman)

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[Intro - Rick Ross]
Nigga, long as you livin’ how you wanna live
Niggas gon’ talk about you
And that’s completely fine with me (Believe that, nigga)
Niggas only salute niggas that’s dead, and niggas in prison (Living legends)
I wanna ball though

[Hook - Rick Ross]
I’m ballin’ til my very last breath
I’m ballin’ til my very last breath
Just bought me a yacht, Waikiki or not
Still sippin’ that syrup, might front you a block
I’m ballin’ til my very last breath
I’m ballin’ til my very last breath
Just bought me a Benz, just bought me a Rolls
I pay for that pussy, I go shopping for hoes

[Verse 1 - Rick Ross]
I got a house on my neck, my Panamera my pet
We bought ringside seats, and got a brick I can pet
Money, power respect, I took your bitch with finesse
Chickens jumping like checkers, but this game is chess
What’s at stake is your freedom, niggas paying the price
When the judge drop the mallet, all he said was life
Nigga damn near fainted, barely stare at your wife
Brother took all your clothes, whip, sneakers, and ice
Got me holding my nuts, while I’m rolling the dice
760 new Beamer, got me rolling in white
Very few that you trust, better keep in your sight
Thinking I’m doing wrong, when these niggas ain’t right

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Meek Mill]
????? then bought me a Rolls
When I pulled up on niggas, I swear they thought I was old
All my mixtapes platinum, niggas thought I was gold
I heard them suckas was hatin’, I’m fucking all that they own
So I don’t blame ‘em, no I don’t knock ‘em
But if they play my dogs, we slay ‘em, I’m talkin’ pop ‘em
Once I’m ????, they talkin’ bout us
Acting like bitches ’til we spray ‘em, ?????
I’m ballin’ till my very last breath
I hustle like I’m on my last check
And I ain’t even in my bed yet
I wake up in the morning, where the cash at

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Rick Ross]
All I see is this money, never hate with your niggas
Better pray to your maker, before you war with the sinner
Ask forgiveness for mine, so I know that I’m good
All them niggas we robbed, trips T man took
Talkin’ ???? pimpin, niggas Chevy was lemon
Nigga dressing in linen, bases loaded first inning
Taking over the checks, relocating the tenants
Pulling open your vest, motivation is spinach
I gotta handle my business, I pay my mortgages first
When you cross a super-soaker I bet your water get burst
Ain’t no love on this side, just jealous niggas who ride
Until the day that you die, just hold your head to the sky

[Verse 4 - Birdman]
Ballin’ till my last breath
Uptown, flashy life with my Smith & Wess
Hallways, choppa boys everyday
Spend your bank full of hundred B’s in your face
My lil nephew was a born killa
Real nigga on the field, killa kill nigga
‘Til I showed him how to cook a bird
Killa nigga nigga only if I finna work
Matches up in every town
Puttin’ it down, hold it down for my fuckin’ rounds
All day gunplay, everyday rocked out nigga in every way

[Hook]

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Rick Ross - Party Heart Lyrics and Video (Ft. Stalley & 2 Chainz)

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[Hook]
The music gets into my party heart
Now I’m just ready to go right before the party start
Girl I’m not gon’ break your party heart
Girl I’m just letting you know because we bout to party hard
I hope you ready to go

[Verse 1: Stalley]
Outside slamming Chevy doors, Chevy doors, Chevy door
Rims tall as John Salley though, Salley though, Salley though
Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro, and one of them Rolex links
Mister T necklace, Slick Rick rings, diamonds dancing through the night
Pregamed all day, waiting for the night
I’m on the tree, she on (?) and Sprite
Told her take it light cause later on gon’ be tight
6-4 low rider solid gold pipes, stars and the stripes
Spangled Banner cameras and the lights, stars out tonight
Red carpet life, standing on them couches, blowing clouds at bouncers
Spilling champagne on my trousers, it’s a party all around us

[Hook]
Me and LeBron got the same whips
Me and Dwyane on the same strip
Me and Wiz burn the same piff
Me and Stalley need the same pick
Me and Meek bone the same chicks
Me and Wale rock the same kicks
Contract like I play for the Knicks
My crib look like I’m still playing with bricks
My Chevrolet shines like a marble floor
Baby keep it raw, have you modeled before?
Fontaine Bleau, Club Liv, gold bottles galore
We can party hard in exclusive couture
Starting at your toes and I’m travelling north
Down south boy, diabolical boss
Hermes belt, spent a G for it
The G5 ready for a D-boy

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
You know I like to party hard, hard, hard
Use a Glock for my bodygurad, guard, guard
Throw it to my dogs, now it’s far-fetched
I be on the block with Ron like Ar-test
Niggas saying that they ’bout it but I’m ’bout this caper
Damn near got carpel tunnel trying to count this paper
Met a girl named Jamaica but she from Decatur
Got a brother with the work, trying to get my cake up
Had a crib with the lake when I was 24
Bought rims for the car off of (?)
Niggas round the city, they have been exposed
If you really getting money then it’s really dough
I’m on the phone with a bitch that say she wanna smoke
Click on the other line, this bitch say she really broke
Man what gives? I got ideas, they don’t wanna listen
All you gotta do is pay tithes and pay attention
I wanna thank God, for this permission, with this intention

[Hook]

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Rick Ross - Keys To The Crib Lyrics and Video (Ft. Styles P)

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[Hook: Rick Ross]
I got them ki’s in the crib
You wouldn’t find them if you had the keys to the crib
Them niggas cheesing, it’s real
It ain’t cheese if it’s less than a mil’
I think I’m losing my religion
Praying on these niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon
Live every day like it’s my last
My only trending topic is the cash

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I see no nigga in these clear Gazelles
Bitch-ass nigga, better get some mail
I’m riding in a 6 like this bitch for sale
That boy Meek Mill squeeze clips for real
See me in the street, rose-gold everything
Moving like hoes got me plotting on your team
Learning your whereabouts, burners to air ‘em out
Bitches a motion picture, I’m picturing Paramount
Riding in the Lotus, Teflon Don
With an ambitious bitch, lotus flower bomb
Wale on burn, young nigga’s doing numbers
Double M G got it the next ten summers
I’m trying to do it big forever
Keys to the crib, and I’m with whatever
Ki’s to the crib, nigga, bricks wherever
Hundred mil’ plus til we rich forever

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I see no nigga in these red Gazelles
All I see is women with these massive tails
All I see is young’uns with this trash to sell
They got some CO’s that get you hash in jail
Little dope, little coke, talking cash for real
Funeral’s never cool, nigga, pass the steel
I’m a guru in the kitchen, whipping mass appeal
Boobie got a life sentence on his last appeal
That’s one of few names that’ll last for real
Got me drinking from the bottom, no glasses filled
Always purple in the cup, nigga, pass the pills
I’m the first one here to fuck, snatch your ass for real
Keys to the crib, boys, keys to the V
If you at the table, then you eat what I eat
Breathe what I breathe, drink what I drink
Smoke what I smoke and we still mink for mink

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Styles P]
Ki’s in the crib, you want keys to the crib
I got work from Argentina and Belize in the crib
Homie holding a nina, could sneeze him a brick
Knee-deep in the cocaine, trees in the six
Biggie on the stereo, seven-digit flips
This is the scenario — something go wrong, it’s a burial
Hit the hood, watch it go around like a merry-go
White seats, new M5, all cherry though
Heard you at Aces, Courvoisier, toasting the niggas that beat cases
Knowing your connect on a name-to-name basis
Eating with your fam on a day-to-day basis
Weight shit, get the big house and the spaceship
Team of lawyer niggas
That’ll fucking boil niggas for a chain or a bracelet
Nigga, you know I’m living fly
For the love of the game, I put a ribbon on the pie

[Hook]

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Rick Ross - Mine Games (Ft. Kelly Rowland) Lyrics and Video

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this not a mind game
but we can play them, too
still running the streets
cause i wanted to eat
cause i wanted to eat
cause i wanted to eat
but she who i wanted to see
who i wanted to see
who i wanted with me

me against the world, me and my baby girl
me and my baby girl
me and my baby girl
double r, me and you
taking over the world
taking over the world
taking over the world

going hard was a given; the chance i wasn't given
til i pulled right beside her, she was sitting in the civic
man, you was just who i was looking for
top down, you could never overlook a boy
big buckets, magnum bottles of that rose
on my r. kelly, girl i'm bout that foreplay
slow it down, speed it up, i'm just being me
panamera has the ki's, that just the g in me
got a crib on the water, need a bathing suit
bond that we share so unbreakable
here's a toast to the baddest chick in the room
this is not a mind game, but could play them, too

you don't have to play mind games
just tell me what's yours is mine
even when you're far away
you come back to me every time
it's just me and my babe at the end of the day
we ain't gotta play no mind games
mind games

all-black double r
me and my baby girl
me and my baby girl
me and my baby girl
you know i'm on the grind
so i miss you at times
all on my mind as i'm scribbling lines
i put the weed out, cause it play with my head
turn the money down, we just laying in bed
she blowing money wild, bundles of bread
times are priceless, it can go to your head
i think my mind blown, i barely feel my feet
i'mma hold my head high even in defeat
it's not a mind game so don't even think
even if it was, it'd be over 'fore you blinked

you don't have to play mind games
just tell me what's yours is mine
even when you're far away
you come back to me every time
it's just me and my babe at the end of the day
we ain't gotta play no mind games
mind games

the sky is the limit
let's take over the world
and everything in it
me and my baby gonna ride to the finish
down from beginning
ooh what a feeling
ooh what a feeling

me against the world, me and my baby girl
me and my baby girl
me and my baby girl
double r, me and you
taking over the world
taking over the world
taking over the world

you don't have to play mind games
just tell me what's yours is mine
even when you're far away
you come back to me every time
it's just me and my babe at the end of the day
we ain't gotta play no mind games
mind games

you don't have to play mind games
just tell me what's yours is mine

me against the world, me and my baby girl
me and my baby girl
me and my baby girl
double r, me and you
taking over the world
taking over the world
taking over the world

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The Used - I Come Alive Lyrics and Video

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breathing in now,
i start counting my blessings.
picturing the last time i said.
beg forgiveness,
with some words that mean nothing,
illusions like smoke in my breath.

i come alive,
when i’m falling down.
i let myself go,
till i hit the ground.
when i’m there at the edge,
in this moment i feel it i know.
come alive when i’m falling down.

air is thin now.
while my lungs are collapsing,
vertigo blankets my head.
far from reckless,
when i’m comfortable, thought
that i know i could never forget.
that i know i could never forget.

i come alive,
when i’m falling down.
i let myself go,
till i hit the ground.

when i’m there at the edge,
in this moment i feel it i know.
come alive when i’m falling down.
yeah

keep your distance,
far away from me.
watch this eat me alive
keep your distance,
far away from me
watch this eat me alive.

i come alive,
when i’m falling down.
i let myself go,
till i hit the ground.
when i’m there at the edge,
in this moment i feel it i know.
come alive when i’m falling down.

i come alive!
yeah!
i come alive..

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David Guetta - In Love With The Dancefloor (Ft. J. Hart) Lyrics and Video

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boy, there is something way in all my mind
i can’t come in here with you tonight
there’s been another man in my life for some time!
and he truly, loosely,he knows how to make me feel like a lady
i’m sneaking out the night cause he drives me crazy
he knows how to make me sweat!
he’s the best!

chorus:
i’m in love with the dance floor.
cause it knows my favorite song!
in love with the dance floor,
cause he really touch me on!
it’s the only place i don’t feel alone
it’s the only place i’m at home,
i’m in love with the dance floor!

boy, i hope you don’t hold against me

cause my heart belongs to the music
and there’s nothing you can do to fix this!
cause it truly, loosely, he knows how to make me feel like a lady
i’m sneaking out the night cause he drives me crazy
he knows how to make me sweat!
he’s the best!

chorus:
i’m in love with the dance floor.
cause it knows my favorite song!
in love with the dance floor,
cause he really touch me on!
it’s the only place i don’t feel alone
it’s the only place i’m at home,
i’m in love with the dance floor!

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Chris Brown - Don't Wake Me Up Lyrics and Video

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dear beloved,
if this love will exist in my dreams,
don’t wake me up,

chris brown verse
too much light in this window,
don’t wake me up,
only coffee no sugar inside my cup,
if i wake and u here still gimme a kiss,
i was in this dreamin about to lapse,

chorus
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me up..
don’t wake me
don’t wake me up………………………
don’t wake me up………………………
don’t wake me up………………………
yeah…
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me
don’t wake me

chris brown verse
so much light in the city you wont believe,
been awake some days now no time to sleep,
if ur heart ever fell out this love is the bed,
tell me what is the music inside my head,

chorus
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me up..
don’t wake me
don’t wake me up………………………
don’t wake me up………………………
don’t wake me up………………………
yeah…
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me up,up,up,up,up,
don’t wake me
don’t wake me

i dont wanna fall asleep now,
i dont wanna fall for u,
i dont wanna fall asleep now,
i dont wanna fall for u,

i dont wanna fall asleep now,
i dont wanna fall for u,
i dont wanna fall asleep now,
i dont wanna fall for u,

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Akon - Get High Lyrics and Video

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yeah yeah..
yeah yeah..
yeah yeah..

i know you searching and its not ok,
just wanna be loved by the mr right one come your way,
just wanna life up ur feet lemme levitate,
you’ve lived so many lives it seems that u’ve lost some weight,
so let me be the one and come to help you navigate,
lead your worries up to me and let me get rid of shade,
dont wanna put u down m here to motivate,
like ur in the academy and its ur first day,

chorus
you dont have to put on ur red light,
i give you the green light,
to have the spotlight tonight,

as the smoke pass through ur lips,
the earth is right at ur finger tips,
wanna wait for ur problem spot,
and get high.. get high..

i wanna be the wind that will touch ur lips,
light me up with a single kiss,
and hell yeah lemme sail ur way
and get high.. get high..

yeah yeah..
high..

yeah yeah..
high..

yeah yeah..
high..

i heard you used to break heart that was ur forte,
everythang u did is coming back to u today,
and man is playin off ur insecurity,
let some draft to control u like chevrolet,
and thats the reason why acting so snobby,
we paid up to be with nobody,
u get picked in hotel lobby,
and ur red light flashing like roxy,

chorus:
you dont have to put on ur red light,
i give you the green light,
to have the spotlight tonight,

as the smoke pass through ur lips,
the earth is right at ur finger tips,
wanna wait for ur problem spot,
and get high.. get high..

i wanna be the wind that will touch ur lips,
light me up with a single kiss,
and hell yeah lemme sail ur way
and get high.. get high..

yeah yeah..
high..

yeah yeah..
high..

yeah yeah..
high..

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…..
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaa………..

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa……….

as the smoke pass through ur lips,
the earth is right at ur finger tips,
wanna wait for ur problem spot,
and get high.. get high..

i wanna be the wind that will touch ur lips,
light me up with a single kiss,
and hell yeah lemme sail ur way
and get high.. get high..

yeah yeah..
high..

yeah yeah..
high..

yeah yeah..
high..

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