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Iyaz - Congrats Lyrics and Video

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they should give an award for cheating
you’d be on top of the world
and i should call you a heyyy
for deceiving
but i`m just better than that

congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats for cheating.
congrats, ooo-ooho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats for cheating.
congrats for that.

i try to think that you’re not crapping
but you were texting late on night
when you’re think i was sleeping, sleeping
i can tell your bother
in your way of speaking, speaking
and ain’t your girlfriend on the phone
when you said you`re leaving.

you had so many lies
he’s just a random guy
you started a fight
so just you can pack your sheets and go.
no matter how we try
we never seem to fight
this time i’m saying goodbye.

they should give an award for cheating
you’d be on top of the world.
and i should call you a heyyy
for deceiving
but i’m just better than that

congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats for cheating.
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats for cheating.
congrats for that

say you’re at mall
but girl you’re lying.
girl you are a liar

watching buying it
i’m not the guy to say i’m leaving
but lately i`ll be back
in force without this demons.
now we’re having ups and downs
you’ve stared a fight
just to pack your sheets and go.
no matter how we try
we never seem to fight
this time i’m saying goodbye.

they should give an award for cheating
you’d be on top of the world.
and i should call you a heyyy
for deceiving
but i’m just better than that

congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats for cheating.
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats, ooo-oho
congrats for cheating.
congrats for that.

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Melanie Fiona - Gone (La Dada Di) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Snoop Dogg)

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la dada di, la dada di, whoa, la dada di
la dada di, la dada di, whoa, la dada di

… and then last night, there was something that just didn’t feel right
decided i’d stay home instead of go and see my baby
cause lately all we do is fight
couldn’t sleep so i went to turn the tv on, caught the last of the late night news
… with …of the city, and his name was one of the 2
so now i’m like, no, there’s no way
they must of gotten it all wrong
he wouldn’t let me this way, there’s so much we didn’t say
he didn’t even say goodbye
so how did they try to tell me he’s gone
couldn’t have been that easy
don’t let them take him away, we didn’t even say goodbye

la dada di, la dada di, whoa, la dada di
la dada di, la dada di, whoa, la dada di

i keep calling his phone wishing he would pick it up
hoping it was all a dream
yellow tape holds the neighborhood back as i’m pulling up downhill street
guess i’m thinking bout the last conversation we had
and the mean things that we’ve said
wishing i could take the whole thing back
as i’m standing at his doorway, covered in red
no, there’s no way
they must of gotten it all wrong
he wouldn’t let me this way, there’s so much we didn’t say
he didn’t even say goodbye
so how did they try to tell me he’s gone
couldn’t have been that easy
don’t let them take him away, we didn’t even say goodbye

la dada di, la dada di, whoa, la dada di
la dada di, la dada di, whoa, la dada di

all i want is you with me, all i wanna do is be
more than your friend, more like your man, would you agree?
you cooking for me, hugging, loving me now
rubbing me down, baby boo yeah you in love with me now
and it’s a apparent cause we share an apartment
you always argue melanie, you love to start shit
we make love only kitchen floor to the carpet
i got somewhere to be but i don’t wanna get off this
i’ll hit you later on, when i’ll get to my office
your kisses are sweet, maybe the surface
cha-cha-cha, jump in my car, feeling just like a star
trying to get to where i need be, pushing it hard
in and out of traffic, going faster and faster
not using my blinkers instead of using my flashers
i was going too fast, didn’t think it would end
now my baby girl would never ever see me again
i got shot in the street, and i don’t know why
left mad at my boo and i ain’t even say bye
they say life is a chance and we call gonn die
so enjoy every minute as the time goes by.

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Madonna - Fallen Free Lyrics and Video

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deep and pure are hearts are like
then i’m free, i’m free of mind
when i let loose the need to know
we’re both free, we’re free to go

when i loose a certain claim
the tries to know and needs to blame
whatever ever runs the ground
it turns my hate and washes down
the face of god that stands above
pouring over hope and love
that all of my life and live
could turn around and love again
when i refuse to read, to know
then we’re both free, free to go
i’m fallen free.

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The Dean's List - Hollywood Lyrics and Video (Ft. Dani Ummel)

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black kid, couple of white girls sipping on life
and it feels alright, girl
white kids bumping this shit felling all black
like this is our world
fucking awesome, pretty good boy,
educated like a thief in the hood boy
no key stone, got the password, baby yellin how
fucking madverbs
levitate up to the top, before you drop
and if the elevator falls you gotta hustle till it stops
fucking awesome, pretty good boy,
educated like a thief in the hood boy
ever wondered why the thunder never stops
got the sky yellin sunny and the world on lock
girl don’t talk, if it works don’t stop
make it hurt, hurt, hurt a lot
you a freak we know it, i heard a lot
trying to act all funny, you ain’t heard of us
when you chilling at the show, looking nervous
thinking of some ways you could probably work the …
fixing your hair in the mirror in the bathroom
get your fix on in the mirror in the last room
mix girl, mix girl, ready for the mix girl
liquor for the whole team, shots for the rich girl

it’s getting harder to … that i feel
they said this was meant for us is tonight a part of the deal
we were kids without ambition now it’s all alright
keep this playing in you’re system then you run all night
hollywood, hollywood, hollywood, hollywood

you’re probably in l.a. working at the bar
little something that i call throwin money in a jar
hope it all works out, i do, i do
you hate this city, that’s cool, that’s cool
i’ll probly be in frisco, partyin in the bay
if you ever need a moment you can hop my way
oh girl, don’t worry bout the bus, don’t worry bout the drug
just focus on the rush, yeah
if we ever get to hollywood let this all out
show them that you got it, yeah you got it no doubt
it’s all about the power, power’s alright
even when it stops we can party all night

it’s getting harder to … that i feel
they said this was meant for us … a part of the deal
we were kids without ambition now it’s all alright
keep this playing in you’re system then you run all night
hollywood, hollywood, hollywood, hollywood.

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Mavado - Soulja Girl Lyrics and Video

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i’m singing for my soulja girl, she’s always on my mind
she hold it down for me when i’m in jail doing time
yes she’s my soulja girl, she’s my sunshine
yeh she’s always there for me in the cold place of times

see we’ve been through so many things that brings us close to death
i’m her romeo, she’s my juliette
i …and cold there, she stay with me
shoulder to shoulder, she’s my queen, she’s my lover
without you in my life it’s over

i’m singing for my soulja girl, she’s always on my mind
she hold it down for me when i’m in jail doing time
yes she’s my soulja girl, she’s my sunshine
yeh she’s always there for me in the cold place of times

know your friends think… cause i nigga…
she, versus, … she’s my girl she the one to play with
she rock my world she’s the one i bust my k with
i promise you one day things will be better
i’ma stop go to jail even though i’ma get up
my time … i’m a train setter… listen to my love letter

i’m singing for my soulja girl, you know you holds my love
my love for one girl
i’m singing for my soulja girl, she’s always on my mind
she hold it down for me when i’m in jail doing time
yes she’s my soulja girl, she’s my sunshine
yeh she’s always there for me in the cold place of times

so i know you know you’re my special lady
i know you know you’re so divine
so i know you know you’re my special lady
i know you know you’re so divine

i’m singing for my soulja girl, she’s always on my mind
she hold it down for me when i’m in jail doing time
yes she’s my soulja girl, she’s my sunshine
yeh she’s always there for me in the cold place of times.

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Jeremy Greene - Fight For You Lyrics and Video

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I bet searching forever and ever for you
And I want you want you to know
That I am getting better and better with you
Cause I am not afraid any more
Anymore now I am with you
Cause I will fight for you fight for you
Baby I will fight for you
Baby I will fight for you
Baby I will fight for you
I will fight for you
I will fight for you
I will fight for you
I was alone with nowhere to go
And they .. in my bones now I am so thankful for you
I am not afraid anymore
Anymore now I am with you
Cause I will fight for you fight for you
Baby I will fight for you
Baby I will fight for you
Baby I will fight for you
I will fight for you
I will fight for you
I will fight for you
The big fat bass
The big fat bass
The big fat bass

The big fat bass
The big fat bass
Is a tick drum come get some the sound is rocking your system
When the .. prescreen I got the club tripping
They sit and listen for the big drum
Right now let us get crazy
I am not afraid anymore
Anymore now I am with you
Cause I will fight for you fight for you
Baby I will fight for you
Baby I will fight for you
Baby I will fight for you
I will fight for you
I will fight for you
I will fight for you
The big fat bass
The big fat bass
The big fat bass

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Wiz Khalifa - T.A.P. Lyrics and Video (Ft. Juicy J)

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Yeah yeah yeah
young niggas in this bitch
trippy ass in this nigga bitch

Creating mother f*cker jeans
ah, and I don’t give a shit
straight up

Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane

Number G in my trippy car
more and more I can’t get enough
young Khalifa on that hippy stuff
I’m not breaking down it looks me up
so much shining, so much diamonds
all that there come from so much grounding
so much weed up in my lungs I’m in the air
I’m summer flying, in your town to cop me a town
show em one and I’ll roll one
all my niggas straight drug ’cause it takes one for you to know
becks I’ll never hold none
young niggas with some old lungs
catch em out of your college campus
we roll with a cold one
outside of my new car
my chally park but my old one
got a couple of rollies but I’m using rock a gold one
catching flights and I’m ..planes
Ferrari doors I close them
don’t talk a mill you ain’t saw one
don’t talk a pound you ain’t small one

Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane

Smoking and sippin while watchin hoe strippin
poppin and rollin I’m chiffin this pope
..with the fislin..from my bitch she get from my mama
talking like this I’ll be walking like this
sort of new hoes and I buy a few bitch
..looking the number one chiefer
smoking on ..lot of this ..
mix with the.. the lean blue green blue
I’m a f*cking fee, stead on fast fast..with them niggas from supreme
..with blunt I’m done with do whatever
she wanna pop a new..gonna f*ck it letter
forwards stronger..in them bands aint no rich
when this bout to get it high aint nothing you can tell me
..serve that’s my trippy..
I’m like a pimp in the club
working your bitch

Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane
Roll it up, light it up, have a puff let’s take a plane

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Wiz Khalifa - The Grinder Lyrics and Video

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Uh, rolling up the grass, living badder than them niggers
That I used to look up to.
..show you what I come up
Yeah, I came up from the ghetto to a condo in Hollywood
Where the weather is good and the parties always popping up
Somebody dropping up some trees
I mean I got enough to go around everything for the things that you ain’t got
Smoke with me and my homies… to get this paper
I swear ain’t nobody doing me no favors!
Twisting up the medicine, shitting on my competition
Easy parts forgetting, but the hardest parts to try forgiving
Niggers for mistaking me, or thinking as the one..
Thought cause I was young that I’ll be dumb
Nigger, what you’re made… photographic memorie,
now I got my wife, she got a photographic figure
And my autograph is bigger to your knees and…
..otherwise not to mention your niggers.
…the game with us.

I see… cameras, paparazzi taking pictures,
I spoke up with.. that’s the myth you wanna take with us
..ain’t nobody naked nigger!
Tried to book a flight to Vegas, tried to take ‘em with us!
You niggers … I’m thinking bigger!
Critics call ..I’m smoking weed and drinking liquor!
Ohio was nominated, but not the winner.
But you should start counting, I brought my… this year!
Yeah nigger, I’m up in the air, nigger
And the shit that I got… and some money to wear, nigger
..I ain’t even a player, nigger!
Four hours up, niggers ain’t…
Get dark for you, should I …
Blowing hell of the day I …
The weed is in the joint, the grinder is over there.

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Bobby Brackins - Earthquake Lyrics and Video

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Yea ima do it ima do it for the bay
Banging dannon all day and stay on it gang
Mobbing up the block where all the g’s hang
Hit the deep east just to pick up some dank
I met a bad bitch that was settled in the rich
Mom went to skyline friends went to o high
Hopped online and boothang researched me
Function in berkeley boothang was earthy
Huuuuuhuh
The most is what im doing
Everybody waiting on the go dav reunion
707, 925, 415, 650, 510 and 408 be pimpin
Boppas be flippin when we wood grain grippin
Pimp hand strong we ain’t never been trippen
Reppin the golden state on the golden gate whippin

Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Go hard like you reppin the golden state girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Go hard like you reppin the golden state girl

Been getting dumb cake since i moved to la
Feelin like the money team shout out to ray j
Just smashed an on girl but i forgot where she stays
I think i dropped that bop off in marina del ray
Knock a new thang at lax
Hollywood poppin girls sell they sex
Yeah this the golden state got a hipster girl in silver lake
In compton like yg with shorty from the i.e
I got a runner with nothing on but her airmax
Goes to santa monica city but she graduated farifax
La face with an oakland young booty
Maui wowi met her in the valley
Stay on it the whole crew hot
California love man r.i.p. 2pac
It’s la hoe where the stars live
A lot of hot bitches and hella artist

Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Go hard like you reppin the golden state girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Go hard like you reppin the golden state girl

Lay low then make doe
Get pesos out in san diego
Let’s go with two girls make them lesbo
559 mackin mobbin out to fresno
Pimp hand strong
Never weak hoe
Partying with sororities in chico
Sb in iv go hard yeah partying on dp
(you’re in santa barbara)
West coast cali is the west coast
Got work in sacramento and modesto
Nor cal to so cal what is it
It’s me in that raiders shit with bitches when i visit
They better bang this in every city
I travel with a pen just to sign your girls titties
And everybody comes to tour california
Yeah im in the building chillin with the owner

Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Go hard like you reppin the golden state girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Earthquake make that ass shake girl
Go hard like you reppin the golden state girl

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Play-N-Skillz - Richest Man Lyrics and Video (Ft. Pitbull)

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Play-N-Skillz
Miss world wide

Chorus:
If I had a dollar every time I said you pray
I’ll be the richest man in the world
and for every time you want it to leave me
I’ll be the richest man in the world
If I have a dollar every time that you cheated
I’ll be the richest girl in the world
and for every time I didn’t believe you
I’ll be the richest girl in the world

I’ll be the richest man, you’ll be the richest girl
I’ll be the richest man, you’ll be the richest girl

Today is the day you said to me you’re through
’cause you believe in..but you know I can make you true
if I had a dollar every time I feel like I wanna disappear like I count the feel
like ..around the world have no feel
buy a different car have no pill
he’s the past I might screw it up
but now I slow it down like I screw it up
no human can’t judge me still around so I know you love me

if you got a..dollar put your hands up, hands up
you know talking to you, put your hands up, hands up
oh oh oh oh oh
thanks to you I’ve got money to blow

Chorus:
If I had a dollar every time I said you pray
I’ll be the richest man in the world
and for every time you want it to leave me
I’ll be the richest man in the world
If I have a dollar every time that you cheated
I’ll be the richest girl in the world
and for every time I didn’t believe you
I’ll be the richest girl in the world

I’ll be the richest man, you’ll be the richest girl
I’ll be the richest man, you’ll be the richest girl

Get go you should be the whisper for her
but now I’ll be the ..
don’t make me stick it in your ear
f*ck with you her, mhm oh
if you had a dollar for every time that I cheated
you’d probably be rich
but not in my city just in..from Miami beach
party’s man got another woman and party’s women got another man
..when I’m looking to the future yeah 3000

if you got a..dollar put your hands up, hands up
you know talking to you, put your hands up, hands up
oh oh oh oh oh
thanks to you I’ve got money to blow

[2 x Chorus:]

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Louis B. - Dream Lyrics and Video (Ft. Rick Ross)

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I’m living the dope boy’s dream,
A couple millions of the streets
I got plenty of hoes, different area codes
I drive fancy cars, got my movie star X 2

Look all, you ain’t look when I look for
Cook …so you know what I look for
She look forward to live forth in g4′s
…bags, … the Dior
Ain’t … you baby, you need to see more
Carry on for letting you own these rewards
On lean, we fucking like never before
It’s no sweat, the cool is out be sure
76… no detours, hundred grand in the trunk from the d boys
Black love’s a …
Casualties and slums, I call it …
…down the 3 cars, tattoos to camouflage the street cars
My whole thing was for the whole team to be large
Pulling out the garage, go ahead …

I’m living the dope boy’s dream,
A couple millions of the streets
I got plenty of hoes, different area codes
I drive fancy cars, got my movie star X 2

I go hard so you know what it look like
When them lames try you know it don’t feel right
Stone’s on your neck, smile looking too bright
More…with us than cats living 9 lives
Mayweather …so you know the paper alright
Cocaine cars so you know I keep them all white
Stage on deck nigga we can play it all night
… your team, that’s a one black …
Who’s you? My shoe bottom…
Crew they be banging so I get them for the crew…
We be looking different cause it ain’t what you used to
Copying my wbs first thill I get them all new
No lie, got this game too flight
When I hit a billie, I’ma tell it bye bye
…I’ma let it hand glide
We ain’t gotta talk money when I got a landslide

I’m living the dope boy’s dream,
A couple millions of the streets
I got plenty of hoes, different area codes
I drive fancy cars, got my movie star X 2

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Madonna - Superstar Lyrics and Video

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You’re my gangster, you’re like Al Capone
You’re like Caesar stepping on to the throne
You’re Abe Lincoln cause you fight for what’s right
You’re my angel bringing peace to my life.

Hook:
Uh la-la you’re my superstar
Uh la-la love the way that you are
Uh la-la you’re my superstar
Uh la-la that’s what you are

I’m your biggest fan, it’s true
Hopelessly attracted to you
You can have the password to my phone
I’ll give you a massage when you get home.

Hook:
Uh la-la you’re my superstar
Uh la-la love the way that you are
Uh la-la you’re my superstar
Uh la-la that’s what you are

[...]

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Los - I Do Freestyle Lyrics and Video

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Los, some call me the king
Now from my manicure hands to my toe back
I’m so bad, my grammar my vocab,
My menace, my whole swag
Dog please, from my hearts beat is stories
Leaving odds beat by large leaps to god, beat the glory
If aside of me is… ain’t a fucking way that you can clown me
I’m so hot even summer play it cool around me
I sweep the town like a king baby peep the crowd
Who else you know can tell a skyscraper keep it down
But that ain’t bout shit, my style just appeal fresher
I’m really bout this, my outfit is pure …
Watch them off bitch, these ain’t Guccies they Wyat …
But fuck it, if it was shit on a stick I’d make it look fly as hell
I say I got mopeds that’s …for us to go tonight
He says he got mopeds, this niggas’ on a motorbike
But fuck it, pop a willy throw the deuce up
If you pimping tell your bitches pop a pill and pour some juice up
I’m too puffed on the track, I need to calm down
I’m so over the top I climb a mountain for the climb down
Yeah I said climb down nigga, my work has just begun
Why celebrate on top of a mountain if I ain’t fucking done?
I’m the one I be … to asume, you still be mountain climbing when I’m dancing on the moon
Success loves to hide but I go seek
Ever if I set my passion down, it would grow feet
I’m talking walk, crawl, jog nigga, run to me
And I ain’t gotta run game, it really run through me
She said ain’t you Los but what it do nigga?
You feel that breeze I say yeah BooBoo, I’m a cool nigga
Now she staying honest reach as far as she know
I could stand on a beach and make a palm tree blow
Speaking of blow, … show
Told her give me some head, and she … to go
… put it deep in her throat, titties and ass need to be on the pole
The type to get high but she freak on the low
Pick a spot on the map and the weekend we go, and we gone
Body so soft and I’m blowing that strong
Got me saying I do like go in this song
I do, I do, I would, I will
For your love, who should I kill?
How good I feel I kill myself
I’m fresh to death, I killed myself
You don’t get it, feel myself
Fresh to death, I kill myself
I’m still myself but who are you?
Bitch you sound like so and so, rapping bout such and such
I wish your motherfucking flow would grow
No chance, nigga so … down if you put them in the ground
They’d probably grow plants, call it flowers for the dead
Yeah bitch, I’m far out, like I’m hours from the crib
I heard when it get thick, you turn diva
Me I’m riding out, and I ain’t making you turn…
Bet you turn zebra when them lions out there
Take your stripes like a tiger, leave you lying out there
Hold up, wait a minute nigga, come back
I said, whoa, and I slow that down, had to speed that up
I’m just restyling nigga what the fuck
This shit was over a long time ago
But fuck it, I said it’s time to show these niggas that I care, I care
I make home look good like I’m …
Damn nigga, this is my year, my year
And it feels so good, say yeah baby, it feel so good
I said I’m … to you motherfuckers
I’m bout to bring it to you motherfuckers
I do, I do, I do, I do
I said I do, I do, I do, I do
I said I do, I do, I do, I do.

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Teyana Taylor - Gatekeeper Lyrics and Video

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Give me your hand
nothing go with your pain
this..it’s such a pain
I’ll be your army
your army of whine
and you’ll feel better when we dime

grab yourself in my arm
I will kill you say from harm
falling to me, love is all you need
walk back from the end
we can only do our best
can I keep on doing ..

I’ll be gatekeeper
I’ll be your gatekeeper
all your secrets drop your defense
I’ll be gatekeeper
I’ll be your gatekeeper
all your secrets drop your defense

Though all your secrets sure on ashamed
I owe you closely
you’ll be ok
we’re only humans
we’re sometimes wrong
don’t be your motto tells..

grab yourself in my arm
I will kill you say from harm
falling to me, love is all you need
walk back from the end
we can only do our best
can I keep on doing ..

I’ll be gatekeeper
I’ll be your gatekeeper
all your secrets drop your defense
I’ll be gatekeeper
I’ll be your gatekeeper
all your secrets drop your defense

Said..big okay
get it back oh oh oh oh
happy

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French Montana - Dreamchaser Lyrics and Video (Ft. Cocaine Flip, Cheeze, Charlie Rock)

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At the weekend, she loving the crew
Fucking max speed sipping the crew
What you want me to do
Couple shots to the head got a nigga …
Spend 100 on a ice got street, come on
Hey, come here baby, …
Coke boy shit for real

At the weekend, she loving the crew
Fucking max speed sipping the crew
What you want me to do
Couple shots to the head got a nigga …
Spend 100 on a ice got the streets burning
Coke boys on top was a sure thing
… filling up like the … king
Og told me young nigga get your ones
Made them possible…
Know we gwapped up told them let the roof drop
Ice rocked up see it from the roof top
Come walk in them shoes…
What you got for your dear homie, …
Got a nigga sick, get your flu shot
New Sirrock … homie blew that
Jewel marble in my new spot
One k for that…block
Smelling money in the air, at them shows…
Make a move on the niggas got the game on…
Nigga moves on niggas, got the game on lock
For life, for life, for life

Niggas got me twisted, I’m the wrong one to go against
I’m knocking niggas down and leave no fingerprints
I keep that og glove…
Storage room full of that king thanks to the club
Coke boys running New York…
These niggas looking bitter, thinking they need a hug
Red …never been in the slammer
I never been a sucker, put that on my grammar
It’s going down down baby no country grammar
Coke boys got a lot to New York than to Louisiana
Montana…
Smelling money in the air, at them shows…
Make a move on the niggas got the game on…
Nigga moves on niggas, got the game on lock
For life, for life, for life

I got what you want, I got what you need
While receive… you know I’m going deep
500 on a g, 200 on a shirt
Leave out with the ship, pennies on my feet
Rockstar life, denies before I sleep
…playing life… right where you sleep
First step for man kind, I’m going for the leap
You can get the coop, I’m going to get the jeep
You can get the weed, I’m going to get the leaf
You can get the bullet, I’m going to get the gun
I’m going like the moon but shining just like the sun
Going to the second, they saying that ain’t the one
Smelling money in the air, at them shows…
Make a move on the niggas got the game on…
Nigga moves on niggas, got the game on lock
For life, for life, for life

Why keep the … this side yea
Try to see them boys you gonna have to fly there
More one bad bitch all in my ear
Try fuck up the image I put out there
I put a hook on a song I made an outlet
5000… crack a shadow let me stare at the mountains
…used to hustle and the cold … in the building
Smelling money in the air, at them shows…
Make a move on the niggas got the game on…
Nigga moves on niggas, got the game on lock
For life, for life, for life.

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French Montana - Keep Their Heads Ringin Lyrics and Video (Ft. Chinx Drugz, Cheeze)

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Hook:
Stop, we won’t stop tell me what it..take mine
if you won’t stop, then we won’t stop tell what’s ..take mine
I got stop, we won’t stop tell me what’s lay take mine
you won’t stop, we won’t stop continue what’s ..
cut for you baby
Stop, we won’t stop tell me what it..take mine
if you won’t stop, we won’t stop tell what’s ..take mine

I got the pocket full of work, pocket full of cash
pocket full of work and pocket full of ash
I got pocket full of work, pocket full of cash
pocket full of work and pocket full of ..

Stop, we won’t stop tell me what it..take mine
Stop, we won’t stop tell me what it..take mine
Stop, we won’t stop tell me what it..take mine
if you won’t stop, then we won’t stop tell what’s ..take mine

I got the pocket full of work, pocket full of cash
pocket full of work and pocket full of ash
I got pocket full of work, pocket full of cash
pocket full of work and pocket full of cash

Drop top see cranberry my feet take the ..my feet
take the marrows league ten hours a feet
drank in the couple of ..when it show you tell me to f*ck
poppin bottles the..is the gangsta party poppin..
sweet Porsche G slot of the freak
hangin niggas not the ..lose great like the ..
they wanna whisper like the..
whiping for a..hundred grounds for a nigga tight..turn
back hot nigga when it got Diddy Montana

Hook:
Stop, we won’t stop tell me what it..take mine
if you won’t stop, then we won’t stop tell what’s ..take mine
I got stop, we won’t stop tell me what’s lay take mine
you won’t stop, we won’t stop continue what’s ..
I got the pocket full of work, pocket full of cash
pocket full of work and pocket full of ash
I got pocket full of work, pocket full of cash
pocket full of work and pocket full of cash

My nigga deeping rolling slight on this f*ck nigga
dripping holing it’s on super show
pull up in the hands on like a super bowl
deeping on slow nigga super slow
and bitch bloom it out with the ..
got..niggas bang with the few..
my money low counting on the floor
fades on the .. keep my money on the..
that’s right my young..like T McGray
couple..when you mama miss ..
..piece talk when the ..song join like

[Hook:]

I know I’m arrogant nothing you can tell me
lifestyle capital big beens and Lv’s
my stack is a bunch of PS bottle up of the money
no Ps and I’m try to hide chick ..was consider the flight
no bro is ’cause you ain’t moving right
cheers you’ll be the .. writers
I’m just taking shots I’m like oh boy
..do you still a coke boy
I’m the baker man pills very tall boy
call em mister green light mama say go boy

[Hook:]

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Rick Ross - Same Damn Time (Remix) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Wale, Gunplay & Meek Mill)

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Future what it do, nigger?
Bounce!
Nigger… on these fuck boys
Was that?
Twisting, whining, backing soda at the same damn time
Plus I got to mention, bitch, I got the same damn time
Women bought the sixty twos at the same damn time
Like.. at the rolly at the same damn time!
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
Still selling boys and girl at the same damn time!
Selling cane, gimmie brain at the same damn time
All the women say my name at the same damn time!
..two different choppers at the same damn time
Putting down different projects at the same damn time!
Throw money.. it’s the same damn grind
But I got two platinum …at the same damn time!
Women got two Maseratis at the same damn time
Paparazzi.. at the same damn time
It’s the same damn time, it’s the same damn grind
Captain boy cooking time at the same damn time
On my Twitter writing raps at the same damn time
Getting here counting bread at the same down time.

She a.. at the same damn time
We’re a squad, long for…
Fuck your tape, fuck your bra
Middle finger up, to the mother fucking…
No days on, can’t play ball, sick with the … like the wrong going on.
At the same damn time shape like a..
..and she makes you …
And she striping, go to college
And they trick her to…
But them bitches always gossip, she fears…
At the same, at the same time
And your girl don’t show her face when I’ll be …
..be nice, with the great …
You’re in the past… on the same watch!

Chorus:
I wear Gucci, I wear Prada at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling me at the same damn time
Fucking two pair of bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
On the Pluto, on the Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, private bar, at the same damn time

All black, tacky jumper ..at the same damn time
Daddy’s bitches popping…
All these hoes in the game, no room for you in here
…bitch on my shades, skinies on my blades
… like my hood that ever glades
Bitch for ever pay, doing with no effort
Now let’s … celebrate
Hoes catching…
Toe touching flicks, she jumped on my… and did a… trick for me.
Slipping on, and pimping… grip for me.
… you homie, homie had a…
I’mma pull that ghetto now …
Must be at your rabbit mind, I’m talking rabbit same damn time.

I got Gucci, I got Louis at the same damn time
I should do … Naomi with the same damn…
In the kitchen with the flow, you got the same damn…
I need a … I’mma blow it at the same damn time
At the same damn time, get a …
And she got a boyfriend, but she say it’s sucker
At the same time pull it like James….
and… tomorrow all these niggers can’t count
…got bitches on my list, they’re rolling on…

Chorus:
I wear Gucci, I wear Prada at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling me at the same damn time
Fucking two pair of bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
On the Pluto, on the Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, private bar, at the same damn time

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Wiz Khalifa - The Code Lyrics and Video (Ft. Juicy J, Lola Monroe & Chevy Woods)

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Cash in the bag twirl up in the hash
Blue in the count and I pour it out the mask
Weed and repeat up all night
Cash always leak got hoes all tight
Live and we burn, grind and you earn
Bitch I’m on fire, I sit and I burn
Stackin’ up money flippin’ it too
Y’all ain’t heard me but the benjamin’s do
I’m bouncin’ through the club like tiger
I’ma hit the dope, I’ma hit the liquor
Nigga get wrong I’ma hit a nigga
Take a nigga bitch home and I’ma hit her

Reppin’ Tgod, all these diamonds on me
Passin every joint that I roll to the ones that grindin’ with me
Now that’s Taylor, Taylor, Taylor,
Homie that’s Taylor, Taylor, Taylor X 2

Bitch I’m taylored ain’t na hoe cut from the same cut
Realest, this money only thing fame brought
The crown ain’t safe and I’m comin’ for the spot
Snatchin’ all wigs bitch I’m coming for the top
Put a run up on trip how I run up in the shots
Queen Roe, I don’t see nothin’ but the gwap

All my money I’ma get it soon as I get it I’ma spend it
Bought a new car soon as I whip this
Smokin’ that marijuana in it
Takin’ the value down but also taking a pound
And breakin’ it smokin’ it all to me ain’t no savin’ it
Fuck with them pods plus seeds so no shakin’ it
Uh, fuck these niggas they ain’t really nout that
Look I know what these niggas these niggas all rap
What they know about nights that they never come back
But he two shot now shells all in the mac
On the top will never see none of y’all fall back
7-11 homie don’t get ya head cracked
Taylor Gang fam you know I rep that
And we gettin’ bake on anywhere the bread at

Now that’s Taylor, Taylor, Taylor
Homie that’s Taylor, Taylor, Taylor
Homie that’s Taylor, Taylor, Taylor
Homie that’s Taylor, Taylor, Taylor.

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Wiz Khalifa - Guilty Conscience Lyrics and Video

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[Verse 1:]
Uh
I’m higher than a plane and I don’t wanna land
Every time I speak I see a hundred grand
Rollin’ so much weed it’s like the motherland
I ain’t talkin’ English, I’m talkin’ rubber bands
Jacksons, Franklins, either one of them
You ain’t talkin’ paper, dawg, so you don’t understand
Spazzin’ on these niggas, bitch I’m going H.A.M
Taxin’ all these niggas call me Uncle Sam
Rappin’ got me on the beach relaxin’
Smokin’ OG by the LB now the O’s just filled with ashes
And niggas keep on hatin’, I just roll one get my cash
And hear ‘em talk bout what they gon’ do
But I know that ain’t gon’ happen

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
When you think of a gang of real niggas spendin’ money
Then you thinkin’ bout us
When you think of who came in here bought anything they wanted
Then you thinkin’ bout us
When you think of some niggas who gon’ get it how they live
Then you thinkin’ bout us
When you think of who really out here doin’ it big
Then you thinkin’ bout us

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
I roll ‘em faster than a train and I don’t wanna stop
Niggas say “need a verse”, they 50 grand a pop
Smokin’ on the best, graded at the top
Finish up another tour and buy another watch
Fly new plane, bored, another yacht
Do another show, I’m out here gettin’ paid
But you will never know
My cheese so long, my weed so strong, think I’mma overdose
Uhhh man I’m baggin’ it, empty a bag now I’m packin’ it
Try turn down but I can’t get it
I’mma roll one, pass it around til everybody in the room can’t finish
You a fuck nigga so you can’t hit it
Ball so hard that you can’t win it
So much money bank can’t fit it
Had my own style til you ran wit it
OG kush I’m the man wit it

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
When you think of a gang of real niggas spendin’ money
Then you thinkin’ bout us
When you think of who came in here bought anything they wanted
Then you thinkin’ bout us
When you think of some niggas who gon’ get it how they live
Then you thinkin’ bout us
When you think of who really out here doin’ it big
Then you thinkin’ bout us.

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Wiz Khalifa - Mia Wallace Lyrics and Video

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[Verse 1]
Wake up to the cleaning lady knocking and shit
I close the door so I can bake up
Cause yesterday we, partied the night away, stumbled in close to four
Room full of expensive bags, still all the shit on the floor
But that’s just how you live when your wife’s a model
Smoke a pound soon as we touch down, do the same thing twice tomorrow
Not to mention what I spend in the club, nigga don’t need a price to bottle
I promise all my weed’s exotic ?? , all my tree is ??, when you see me I’m just

[Hook]
Floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
I’m just floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
Floating floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
I’m just floating on that chronic, floating on that chronic
Floating, floating

[Verse 2]
Down the street, pound a beat, I smoke a pound of weed
Heard about it, don’t believe, come to my house and see
I’ll be high, I’ll be somewhere where them ounces be
California kush, New York smoking sour D
Detroit bubble kush, ATL is OG
Ask my nigga burner, err’body know me
Out in Amsterdam, Wiz is smoking overseas
I’m gon’ hit this blunt for anyone who smoke trees

[Hook]

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Wiz Khalifa - Nameless Lyrics and Video (Ft. Chevy Woods)

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Lifestyles of the rich and famous
Well I’m rich and famous
But if you got money, they know what you’re name is
If you don’t, you’re nameless

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
84, that’s 3 in the pot
These niggas jealous, I’m something they’re not
It’s all good, shit, I expected that
Shit happens ?? since we lifted off where we left at
What we deserved
Dope you nigga got some nerve
That’s drug talk, ’88 Volvo
Gold ??, rest in peace, Macho
Shit, where I’m from, even kids know the call
With some ice, just to cool it off
I was working up on that corner like I had a job
Up in the corner serving, I ain’t have a prob
I’m still feel like I’m sleeping
With all of this happening, am I dreaming?
But, shit, I’m high and I’m wide awake
And I what I want I can afford, ain’t that at stake

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Talking raw papers and long leathers
Making my drawers feel like ?? textures
Bring more stretchers
Amazed ??
With my team, we at the car dealer
Smoking big green, I’m talking Godzilla
You’re talking money, then you sound familiar
The suite wasn’t big enough so me, I bought the villa
?? I got the ill one
The tree wasn’t enough, good thing I brought some killa
Bitch I’m a king, and all my team is loyal niggas
My wife’s a queen with diamond rings and fortune chillins
And I was raised with niggas ?? inentions
Lot of young niggas getting made, but I’m the realest
Give a fuck about if a nigga hatin’
My dollar accumulation my only motivation

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Wiz Khalifa - Never Been Part II Lyrics and Video (Ft. Amber Rose & Rick Ross)

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Hundred thousand dollars, it may sound like it’s a lot
Really it’s not, to me, now grab some weed and roll this pot
I had to speed up, cause all these niggas slow
I prob’ly won’t be up in there if I ain’t got an O
Now I got my feet up cause I’m on top and niggas hoping that I stop
But I’m just smoking living life like in the movies that I watch
In my Jacuzzi roll another doobie
See what’s new what’s on Netflix, order another movie
See I’m smoking my best shit
Mo’fuckers ain’t balling, so they’re seeing the exit
I stay on my job so you can see I’m up next
Dawg I be going so hard, some say I’m needing some rest
Got so much smoke in my lungs, it beat on my chest
And niggas talk but don’t even beat on them jets
Man they don’t even see them checks
But you tell her how I spit it, nigga I’ll be dead dough
Take her all the places that she ain’t even gone

[Hook: Amber Rose]
(Don’t give a fuck about the)
Money, clothes, cars
I’ve never been, this far
And fuck that other shit that niggas talking about
I’ve never been, this high

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I’m in my grandnanny, smoking on that granddaddy
They got her older, like a motor running fantastic
Never the minor things, finer things
Yellow stone, diamond rings, bought me designer jeans
Chanel frames, Louis scarves, moving like the mob
I’m getting money, so maybe baby come get a job
So fuck them other bitches, we onto other business
And fuck them other niggas, we at them dollar figures
Versace chains, go rollies, it’s same game
Racked up, shawty Rose bottles every day
Sipping that purple stuff, twisting the pretty leaf
Pull up in that Ferrari, this bitch in disbelief
On the road to the riches, another crook in the castle
Only fuck with my niggas, pray that we all living lavish
I pray we all living so lavish
I pray we all living so lavish

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Wiz Khalifa - Amber Ice Lyrics and Video

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[Hook]
Gettin’ paid’s just a regular thing to us
Cause if it ain’t gettin’ money, it’s strange to us
And if you don’t wanna smoke, you ain’t gotta pay
Rolling up by myself trying to find a way
Floating away, floating away
Floating away, floating away

[Verse 1]
I, swear I got so high, last night I don’t remember going to sleep
But I do know that these Louis’s go in my feet
And the critics they found how these lyrics do go over beats
Twenty-K shopping when dude go overseas
Smoking weed in the most expensive suite
Even though we ain’t supposed to be living anywhere close to these people
How they gon’ hate on me, I got more bread than most of these people
Don’t wish that on my enemies, I pour a toast for ‘em
And keep positive energy and have a smoke for ‘em
Bombay and high-grade liquor for my niggas
Never seen a ghost in person, now she riding in one
Never seen a ghost in person, cost me five figures
That’s like fifty G’s a person if you ridin’ with us
To the sky’s limits
Roll some weed, and get high with winners
My niggas eating when it’s time for dinner

[Hook]

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Wiz Khalifa - Number 16 Lyrics and Video

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You know what that is!
Just keep going, going, going
Uh, I see ‘em coming
Yeah, I see ‘em coming!
Do everything for these niggers,
they treat you like you do nothing
But fuck out, cause all this came from nothing
Now when I pull… on top of my nigger, I’m…
Playing my newest shit, and you know it’s pumping
You ain’t used to it, you gonna grow accustomed
Niggers hate me cause they got no progression
All the realest niggers, they know…
and plus, your money is slow as fuck,
I bet as soon as I grow up that they gonna… is us!
Before I pass, I hit it twice and I hold it
Trying to get my money where I can fold it.

Chorus:
Going away, going away
Going away (away)
(Come here)
Going away (away)
Going away (away)
(Man, I’m fucked up
It should be niggers!)
Away, away, away…
(Drugs and cash)
I’m lighting another joint!

I made it happen, I made it happen
And niggers got mad at me cause I did the shit…
Here what they’re saying, and need no.. cause I’m acting
And now I got my own game nigger, I’m the captain
You know me player, bowling nigger and stacking
…with a passion, all cause I’m bringing…
Remember what all them niggers was passed trough
But now they called me the main attraction.
Some niggers want the power, want respect
Some niggers want the fame, and want the check
I’m in Dubai, woke up, I’m in Tibet
And niggers…

Chorus:
Going away, going away
Going away (away)
(Come here)
Going away (away)
Going away (away)
(Man, I’m fucked up
It should be niggers!)
Away, away, away…
(Drugs and cash)
I’m lighting another joint!

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Wiz Khalifa - Blindfolds Lyrics and Video (Ft. Juicy J)

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Real trippin niggas
La musica de Harry

Happy niggas
Uh making my mom but I try to cash nigga
that you time out pop bottles and ..
groceries full

Uh you know I kill
and give me mother f*cker something that I go on
and now I gotta count the money that I been
’cause I get it in
my brand so long, my babe nigga roll on
my babe fry so long
I hate fake nigga and so on
take all the money that I made
the sharing be out the reason that you’re waiting
plus I smoke the ..weed I call it Californication
I ..for vacation I’m callin all this cake
a hundred thousand for the safe
just ballin out I’ma face it
now watch me you should nigga see my pieces truck cropy
my rollin presidential bust the ring that I got all out
plus the dutchy and I ain’t even kocky
confident that I’m the shit
you ain’t the mother f*cker what time it is

Hook:
I’m the ..of my silent time
got my winners up in my speaker loud
and we smokin on gonna need a pall
but the haters can see me now
put the money in the wag
earnin wanna us get money bro
get money in the wag
my nigga on the real, all you see is dollar bill

I blow a hundred band get the f*ck around with
that holdin you in love with the hoe around me
cuffin with the Taylor, would you drink in my paper
my music f*ck my people but tonight I’m doing ..
20 years on and I ain’t falling off
niggas flix about the chick and they run their mouth
Ferrari pull up guess some..up
would a double couple hand and some Monday count
rock it Louie it is I ..Louie that
Louie on my ass, Louie on my head
when I hit the club Louie in my hand
that’s the Louie 13, Louie in my glass

[Hook:]

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Wiz Khalifa - The Cruise Lyrics and Video

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Is anybody on regular size papers out there
King size

Got the windows down radio on
Got the windows down radio on
Got the windows down radio on
Got the windows down radio on
You got it out .. you think you will do
When is time to ball niggers better think of you
You see the life you live on TV I wanna be a part of it
Spend all the night just popping bottles pour the drinks in the VIP and you love it
The more you hate the more you fake this is how the game goes
The more you hate the more you fake I am thinking the same no
Play the same song
Got the windows down radio on
Got the windows down radio on
Got the windows down radio on
Got the windows down radio on
You got it all but at least the game put through
When they say working hard man I think of you
Yeah cause all these .. that Is because of it
Won’t that shit if it won’t for it
In the game playing hard .. get fucking rich
.. nigger can’t fuck with this they got a hundred .. on this
You keep on hating catch me on .. drop it
Got the windows down radio on
Got the windows down radio on
Got the windows down radio on
Got the windows down radio on

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Wiz Khalifa - O.N.I.F.C. Lyrics and Video

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God damn, I’m rich as fuck
Drunk as hell
Throwing money, pick it up
Life is good, live it up
How much for that bottle, put it on my tab
Hop out like a model all them foreign tags
Get so drunk and high, I’ll have to call a cab
You won’t end up giving it back if you had this for one night

Ooo, we in the club going bizzurk
My OG sipping on that sizzurp
I mix the OG with the pizzurp
I O.D. spilled it on my shizurt
Drinking Bombay so I’m slizzered
My diamond chain looking like a blizzard
So many rings, my fingers starting to hizzurt
If you didn’t know me you’d swear I had that wizzork,
wizzork, wizzork, wizzork, wizzork,
And I’m from Pittsburgh, Pittsburgh, Pittsburgh

Roll one then I’ll light it
Order one and I’ll buy it
If it’s green then I’ll try it
Too drunk then I’ll driwzve
Don’t know where I’m going
All I know is I’m flying
And that’s as real as it gets
Make you feel like you the shit for one night

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Jack White - Sixteen Saltines Lyrics and Video

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she’s got stickers on her locker
and the boy’s number’s there in magic marker
i’m hungry and the hunger will linger
i eat sixteen saltine crackers then i lick my fingers

well every morning i deliver the news
black hat white shoes and i’m red allover
she’s got a big mailbox, that she puts up front
garbage in garbage out, she’s getting what she wants

who’s jealous who’s jealous who’s jealous who’s jealous of who?
if i get busy then i couldn’t care less what you do
but when i’m by myself i think of nothing else
than if a boy just might be getting through and touching you

spike heels make a hole in a lifeboat
jump — and i’m talking and laughing as we float
i hear a whistle, that’s how i know she’s home
lipstick, eyelash, broke mirror, broken home

force fed, force mixed ’till i drop dead
you can’t defeat her, when you meet her you’ll be what i said
and lord knows there’s a method to her madness
bustin’ those jokes as i float in a sea of sadness

she doesn’t know but when she’s gonna sit and drink up a few
i’m sure she’s drinkin two, but wondering what for and who
and i’m solo rollin’. i’m one side off the boat.
looking out, throwing up, a lifesaver down my throat

who’s jealous who’s jealous who’s jealous who’s jealous of who? (x3)

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