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Jessica Sanchez - Change Nothing Lyrics and Video

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Everyday I’m waking up to deja vu
Someone it’s always telling me
Not to stick with you
Could it be the nights we spent to fixing us
I never thought that we were reall, that messed up

Should have shut my mouth and kept it all to myself
Cause now they’ve got me feeling
I should be with somebody else

They say we don’t fit together
I could do better
There’s always something
They don’t know the hell we’ve been through
Cause when you hold me like you do
That’s when I wanna change nothing

There were times when we would kiss with bitter lips
It don’t matter when the good ones taste like this

Maybe we were broken more than once or twice
What we got bad or not I’m not gonna compromise

I should have never let that words get under my skin
Cause all I ever wanted was to find a way through this

They say we don’t fit together
I could do better
There’s always something
They don’t know the hell we’ve been through
Cause when you hold me like you do
That’s when I wanna change nothing
That’s when I wanna change nothing

Should have shut my mouth and kept it all to myself

No, no, ooooh, yeah…

They say we don’t fit together
I could do better
There’s always something
They don’t know the hell we’ve been through
Cause when you hold me like you do
That’s when I wanna change nothing

That’s when I wanna change nothing
That’s when I wanna change nothing
That’s when I wanna change nothing
Oh that’s when I wanna change nothing…

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Cheryl Cole - Love Killer Lyrics and Video

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yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
why do i love you so much
when you’re a love killer
why do i give you my love
when you’re a love killer

you gave me butterflies,
and then you shot them down
straight off the sky
you make my hart tick-off
to kick it on the ground
you don’t even try

uh, i got better o�—tions but
all that i want is just
you-hu, you-hu
keep doing the things that you do
got me like drunk

why do i love you so much
when you’re a love killer
why do i give you my love
when you’re a love killer
baby baby you’re like the worst drug
but you’re a buzz killer
you’re a love, you’re a love killer
i’m in love with a love killer

obliterate my trust
assassinate my dreams
you’re nothing but cold
but baby i just know,
that no one in the world
could love you if i don’t

you-hu, have got better o�—tions than you-hu
and all of my friends they hate, you-hu, you-hu
cause all of the things that you do
got me like uh

why do i love you so much
when you’re a love killer
why do i give you my love
when you’re a love killer
baby baby you’re like the worst drug
but you’re a buzz killer
you’re a love, you’re a love killer
i’m in love with a love killer

la-la-la-la-la love
i’m a love killer
la-la-la-la-la love
you want some more?
i’m a love killer

why do i love you so much?
why do i love you so much?
why?

why do i love you so much
when you’re a love killer
why do i give you my love
when you’re a love killer
baby baby you’re like the worst drug
but you’re a buzz killer
you’re a love, you’re a love killer
i’m in love with a love killer

why do i love you so much
when you’re a love killer
why do i give you my love
when you’re a love killer
baby baby you’re like the worst drug
but you’re a buzz killer
you’re a love, you’re a love killer
i’m in love with a love killer

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Busta Rhymes - King Tut Lyrics and Video (Ft. Reek Da Villain & J-Doe)

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[Hook: Busta Rhymes]
Ya got nerve, little nigga
See me when I pull up tot he curb, little nigga
My money absurd, little nigga
While I count it all, please do not disturb, little nigga
Hey, these niggas got it mixed up
Watch how they bring us all them bottles of that pink stuff
Look, you niggas better get your chips up
You already know my style nigga, King Tut
My money pound nigga, King Tut
You could see it in my smile nigga, King Tut
My jewelry look wild nigga, King Tut
Who else be ridin’ through the town in a ?

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yo, yo, see the way I take over Casinos like De Niro said
Reachin’ money short, watch how it fold up like a Hero bread
Nigga thought he was a Super-friend, now that hero dead
Try to cross this shit, we represent, but that’s a zero dread
All of this money I be countin’
And my cup runneth over like a fuckin’ water fountain
Any nigga trynna front, I’mma show them shit they ugly
Throwin’ bread until they jealous of your money, lookin’ funny
Hold up!
And body shit, that’s what a monster do
See me throwin’ this money and bitches like a sponsor do
Put the gloves on and beat up a nigga like I’m Costasue
And fuck the talkin’, just bring me my money like a prostitute

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Reek Da Villain]
Okay, I’m ridin’ through your city, blowin’ diddies of that icky
Got your wifey in the passenger, I’m ridin’, now she lick me
I get money like my Cuban and know my bank is heavy
And I grip the 31 like Jason Terry when I’m shootin
ATM in my jeans, big sittin’ on my left thigh
Burn a mansion down and watch it coverin’ my left eye
Girl on deck, I just whipped another lick
Now my top look like black Friday, twelve AM in front of Best Buy
Haha, sour got me all sedated
Niggas lookin’ at me angry, what’s with all the smiley faces?
My deniro like Shapiro, I see Johnny Cocran wages
I’m no lawyer, but they only bring those bottles by the cases

[Hook]

[Verse 3: J-Doe]
Okay now stupid ass stacks in my pocket
Test me, best be faster than a rocket
I ain’t got no time if it ain’t about a profit
I’m sending my deposit, I will have your city rockin’
I get the hottest beats, niggas wish that they could rhyme on it
I got the hottest watch, ain’t even set the time on it
The way I’m killin’ niggas it look like a crime, don’t it?
I got the light, with a little bit of lime on it
Okay, now stupid ass stacks in my pocket
Whip clean, jet ski attached to the Charger
Bitches want attention and I tell ‘em try harder
Got ‘em doin’ shit I know that’s gon’ be disgracin’ they father
Okay leggo

[Hook]

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Jodie Connor - Take You There Lyrics and Video (Ft. Busta Rhymes)

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I don’t need the diamonds
Or all the fancy clothes
Forget about the flowers
I don’t need none of those, no

I need another world
Somewhere incredible
Boy, are you capable
Up up away we go
Another level please
Where it’s just you and me
That’s where I wanna be
Up up away we go

Come take me to the place I wanna go
Regress is glowing blue in the streets of gold
We’re looking for a couple stories in the Silver Sun
I want to go tonight, can we make it

I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there

Up up yeah we go

See I don’t need a fast car
The money or the fame
Need you to take me higher
Come on and light my flame

I need another world
Somewhere incredible
Boy, are you capable
Up up away we go
Another level please
Where it’s just you and me
That’s where I wanna be
Up up away we go

Come take me to the place I wanna go
Regress is glowing blue in the streets of gold
We’re looking for a couple stories in the Silver Sun
I want to go tonight, can we make it

I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there

Up up yeah we go

[Busta Rhymes]
When you see the Royce pull up with the chaffeur
Take you in a ride, rollercoaster
Party till we spilling drinks then I’m on the sofa
Why we’re here all night even when the party is over
Wait here, bring me a couple of moses
Two handycam while you’re up in my choker
Where to?
Way out damnit, swear I want a hunnit
I’m on another planet
The way we get it I never understand it
Take two, let me hear DJ bang it
Till the people learn every word, let me sing it
Hands in the air, let us take this down

I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there
I’m gonna take you there
Yeah, I’m gonna take you there

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Ludacris - Jingalin’ Lyrics and Video

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They jingalin’ baby, go head baby
They jingalin’ baby, go head baby
They jingalin’ baby, go head baby
They jingalin’ baby

Jingalin’, jingalin’, jingalin’, she jingalin’
Jingalin’, jingalin’, jingalin’ ooh she jingalin’
Jingalin’, jingalin’, jingalin’, go head
Jingalin’, jingalin’, jingalin’, go head, she she jingalin’

Go head baby, go head baby, do that shit, now jiggle
Go head baby, go head baby, do that shit, now jiggle
Go head baby, go head baby, jiggle it, now that do that sh-t
Jiggle baby, jiggle baby

She jingalin’, she too legit
She seems to know, just what to do with it
She proud of it, other women gotta really acknowledge it
Cause when she hit that stripper pole, her booty swallow it
So go girl, go get it, go girl, go kill it
See if your girl went my girl

Time to start puttin some summer
Club sexy lady energy out there

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Claude Kelly - She Don’t Luv You Lyrics and Video

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Let me tell you about this girl I met,
I can’t get shawty out of my head,
Had a body like boom boom boom,
The baddest chick in the whole damn room,
And just when I was about to holla at her,
Take it to the crib and put it on her,
Shit, Right then a man showed up,
It’s just my luck,
But damn girl can’t be mine,

Oooh,
What do you do when the girl you love,
She don’t love you, Oooh,
I swear it feels like a knife got stuck,
Cut me so deep, Wrestling my pride,
Swear I might be, Out of my mind,
I’m telling you oooh,
What do you do when the girl you love,
She don’t love you, Ooh Ooh,
She don’t love you, Ooh Ooh,

Fast forward like a couple days now,
Even though I’m taking other girls out,
I’m slip up and call them her name,
That’s how our love got me going insane,
I close my eyes, And she dancing on me,
We in the middle of a real hot dream,
But right then, You know a man shows up,
It’s just my luck, Damn girl can’t be mine,
And it’s got me saying,

Oooh,
What do you do when the girl you love,
She don’t love you, Oooh,
I swear it feels like a knife got stuck,
Cut me so deep, Wrestling my pride,
Swear I might be, Out of my mind,
I’m telling you oooh,
What do you do when the girl you love,
She don’t love you, Ooh Ooh,
She don’t love you, Ooh Ooh,

Yo Yo,
She should be mine,
Fuck that, Other guy,
He gots,No swag,
Like me,That’s a fact,
So to tell it, He ain’t no competition,
You need to be with me, I don’t know why she tripping,
When the guy so dumb, It’s just my luck,
But damn girl can’t be mine,
And it’s got me saying,

Oooh,
What do you do when the girl you love,
She don’t love you, Oooh,
I swear it feels like a knife got stuck,
Cut me so deep, Wrestling my pride,
Swear I might be, Out of my mind,
I’m telling you oooh,
What do you do when the girl you love,
She don’t love you, Ooh Ooh,
She don’t love you, Ooh Ooh,
She don’t love you, Ooh Ooh,
She don’t love you, Ooh Ooh,

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Whitney Houston - His Eye Is On The Sparrow Lyrics and Video

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Why should I feel discouraged,
Why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely,
And long for heaven, heaven and home,
When, when Jesus is my portion,
My constant Friend is He;
Oh, oh-oh, his eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watched, whatched it over me.

Chorus:
I sing because I’m happy (happy)
I sing because I’m free (free free free)
For His eye, his eye is on the sparrow,
And I know, I know He watches over me.

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Waka Flocka Flame - Rooster In My Rari Lyrics and Video

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Pay for what, girl you better pay for this dick
She the type to fall for two Zans in an outfit
I’m with the Zans crew, so it’s hunneds on the floor
My hoes is off in the mo, I be balling hoe

Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Okay, uh, flex, these hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them
These hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them

I don’t like your kid, you a boogie hoe
All in my face like a groupie hoe
Can’t do one girl need a group of hoe
She a fool when she on that pole
Break it down, drop it low
Clap that, do it slow
Ran out of ones I’ma order some mo
Shawty got good friends on her honor roll
And … with moves like that no, girl you a pro
Hundred bands in my pocket, just to let you know
I’m too turnt, everything’s a go
What it’s gonna be, what it’s gonna cost
Everything’s on me, my god believe
We’re bricksquad monopoly

Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Okay, uh, flex, these hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them
These hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them

I stay flexin iced out with a bank roll
Drunk as fuck everything’s slow mo
Black girls, white girls at my show
Even got latin girls in the front row
Throwin throwin throwing dough
Throwing dough, throwin dough
Throwing dough, throwin dough
Bitch I said throwing stacks
Flocka, her hair long and her ass fat
She screaming broke niggas that way
Where the ballers at, fuck her all night
And never call her back
Homerun the pussy every time I swing my bat
Squad, and if it’s good I’ma double-back
Desperately I need some Zans, where my da-da at
Squad, if it’s good, I’ma double-back
Flocka, desperate needs for them Zans, where my Da-Da at

Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, rooster in my rari, ok
Okay, uh, flex, these hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them
These hoes, we done run through them
Zans we the the truth them, lames better salute them.

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Olivia - Soldier Girl Lyrics and Video (Ft. Mavado)

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Chorus:
Yeah, yeah
I’m singing for my soldier girl
She’s always on my mind
She only done for me when I’m in jail doing time
Yes, she’s my soldier girl
She’s my sunshine
Yes, she’s always there for me when…

See, we’ve been through so many things that brings close to that
I’m a Romeo, she’s my Juliet!
As this world getting colder, she stay with me
Shoulder to shoulder, she’s my queen, she’s my lover
Without you my life gets over!

Chorus:
I’m singing for my soldier girl
She’s always on my mind
She only done for me when I’m in jail doing time
Yes, she’s my soldier girl
She’s my sunshine
Yes, she’s always there for me when…

See, I don’t mind being your one and only
Still I.. what you do in time, waiting on me!
At a drop of a dime, I give ..places with you babe
Don’t wanna see you hurting, no baby!

I’m singing for my soldier girl
I’ll be your soldier girl!
Close my world, oh, oh
Oh, forever your soldier!

Chorus:
I’m singing for my soldier girl
(I’m your soldier girl)
She’s always on my mind
(Always on your mind)
She only done for me when I’m in jail doing time
Yes, she’s my soldier girl (Yeah, yeah, yeah )
She’s my sunshine
(I’m your sunshine)
Yes, she’s always there for me when…
(I’ll be your soldier girl!)

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 baby
I know you know you’re so divine!

Chorus:
I’m singing for my soldier girl
(I’m your soldier girl)
She’s always on my mind
(Always on your mind)
She only done for me when I’m in jail doing time
Yes, she’s my soldier girl (Yeah, yeah, yeah )
She’s my sunshine
(I’m your sunshine)
Yes, she’s always there for me when…
(I’ll be your soldier girl!)

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Far East Movement - Boom Lyrics and Video

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Chorus:
Hey, where’s your girlfriend?
You’re looking man
I’m going so sexy,
I thought you never seen a girl like me
Getting loose this is what I wanna do
So tell me… you know I’ll keep you up all night
She said she boom, she boom, yeah, yeah
She boom, she boom, yeah, yeah she boom
She boom, she boom, yeah, yeah she boom

Mesmerize by that body
Saw you all the way across the lobby
..if we can have a party cause we can have a private party
Tell me girl, are you nice or naughty
Cause I ain’t looking for a wife tonight
Chill out girl, it will be alright
Don’t tell nobody, cause it’s just one night
Cause I got the style, the ..the girl’s…
Is that why, you asked why
Enough about me, let’s talk about you
What you liking, what you on to
..the best of what you’ll do
..and not how are you
You’re the main attraction, I need a preview
What you want girl, make it…

Chorus:
Hey, where’s your girlfriend?
You’re looking man
I’m going so sexy,
I thought you never seen a girl like me
Getting loose this is what I wanna do
So tell me… you know I’ll keep you up all night
She said she boom, she boom, yeah, yeah
She boom, she boom, yeah, yeah she boom
She boom, she boom, yeah, yeah she boom

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50 Cent - Lay Down (Smoked) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Ned The Wino)

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Move the fuck out the way,
This might be … today
Don’t wanna play now
I’m on the road, that’s where I plan to stay
Forget the badge you made, and lay down

Nigga better watch what the fuck you say to me
Tricks are for kids don’t play with me
You’ll get smoked, I ain’t for the bullshit
Got the chrome bulldog for that bullshit
…nigga it’s ok with me, never fall but always stay with me
You’ll get smoked, I ain’t for the bullshit
44 bulldog for that bullshit

Nigga that was my mama crack spot, I got birth rights
I lay a nigga out on the turf nice
Fuck a fist fight
Shit shift all of sudden, duke…curtain
Lord have mercy, jesus, lord have mercy
I bet this hurts you like it hurts me, it hurts
Hard as hell when that gunpowder burning
What goes around don’t come around
When I’m putting work in
Nigga swallow your pride and run … stick around…

Move the fuck out the way,
This might be … today
Don’t wanna play now
I’m on the road, that’s where I plan to stay
Forget the badge you made, and lay down

I don’t know you what the fuck you wanna say to me
I’m telling you niggas don’t play with me
You’ll get smoked, I ain’t for the bullshit
Got the chrome bulldog for that bullshit
Body on the ground it’s ok with me
I make examples so niggas don’t play with me
You’ll get smoked, I ain’t for the bullshit
44 bulldog for that bullshit

I got a gun fetish, choppa in the trunk
I shoot a duck flying right out the sky
… a nigga 8 out of 8 of moving targets
16 in the clip, I’ll dump them all in your whip
You think I’m joking, I’m not
You’ll find out when that Glock get to dumping
And your back get hot
I got a temper, you don’t wanna test my patience
And end up doc’s new patient, stump your head on the pavement
You try and come at me on some wave shit

Move the fuck out the way,
This might be … today
Don’t wanna play now
I’m on the road, that’s where I plan to stay
Forget the badge you made, and lay down.

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50 Cent - When I Pop The Trunk Lyrics and Video (Ft. Kidd Kidd)

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Nigga no wait, no time box, no funeral
Just 9 shots, take top 5, plus … 4
You got 50, out of war

Who I’m abouts, with my ops, they wanna dump him
I wanna dump him
It’s click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk
It’s click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk X 2

Think I got him, 10 shots, follow the trail of the blood drops
Fuck the police, better talk to a lawyer
Nigga you bleeding bad, yeah, you bleeding bad
Your Rolex soaked, like the cortex in your neck
It’s gonna get dark
Where’s the cops when you fucking need them?
That blood feeling your lungs boy I see you weezing
The harder you tryna run you mug leaking
You could have found something better to do this weekend
I got an … burn your face off properly
Guns ammo, knife Rambo,
Nightmare, wake up on right there
You hellbound, hell yea

Who I’m abouts, with my ops, they wanna dump him
I wanna dump him
It’s click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk
It’s click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk X 2

Talk that shit now I love it when you front
Eating all that pussy guess cat got your tongue
Open up your mouth when …
…out the back of your neck like raise the …
I’m too small to fight you can swing all you want
I box with the ox, you drop, I swing once
This is a sad scene, at least you die happy
Next lick eater looking like you was smiling at me
Tell a nigga…bitch I’m from…street
If you holler gangsta shit, come get at me
I sprint like athletes in the …league

Who I’m abouts, with my ops, they wanna dump him
I wanna dump him
It’s click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk
It’s click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk X 2

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50 Cent - Planet 50 Lyrics and Video (Ft. Jeremih)

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If she’s your number one, and if she’s your everything
Why would you pick up the phone when I call to talk to me?

You know you won’t play with a nigger
I fly out to spend the day with a nigger
First flight, front seat and first class…
So you’ll be fit for a king
When you step on the scene it’s Alexander McQueen
It’s a ghetto fairy tale, I’ll be your night in shining armor
Bright light, city life, I’m sure you… New York would be
From mad dogs… to the expensive shit
..till my nickname sets fifth
Madison ain’t my friend, baby I … your smile
Myself wanna capture the moment
When you … I’mma just shoot that over.
Your brown eyes, them chocolate thighs
Make me wanna sing good Lord,
Is this Adam and Eve happening again?

We could get all day, all night, twisted up, get right
…that Cush, in my hood so good, roll it up…
..now you’re in my world, now you’re in my world!

Listen Shawty, this is my forplay without the touching,
You can say it’s my fault.. I feel you coming
..I make you wanna take your clothes off
Twenty twenty… I’m feeling that car…
I want the best, can you be the best for me
Can my vision and your ambition make the perfect receipt
Let’s take a walk on the wild side and…
And my mind ten times, I don’t…
So if you’re thinking what I’m thinking, let me know…
I’m a gambler man, talking about life not dicing
And I look in your eyes.. going down tonight
You can show me what you’re into
As I get into, kissing, licking, switching position, acting like a nympho
Round after round, I show you how I put it down…

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50 Cent - Swag Level Lyrics and Video

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My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying that the hell is that mean?

First it was the Glock going hand to hand
Then I got to moving the gram by gram
Your boy get bread, that’s without a doubt
One by one, I knocks them out

I get that paper nigga, I get that paper
Benz on chrome shoes, crib sitting on mad acres
If I don’t get it on this time, I’ll get it on the next flip
Ball blowing them bottles and creep off with the next bitch
It’s recreation all, when it’s nothing to do
Fuck up a hater or two, or send a nigga at you
Gem star will scratch you, … you’re just a rapper
In fact, you’re a regular rapper
Say the wrong line and I’ll get your ass wrapped up
Bass line bumping, whole spot dumping
Like … to my niggas, get the …pumping
I blow bread nigga, heavy bread
It was rip to big now heavy dead
Now all the fat bitches ask if it was something…

My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying what the hell is that mean?
I get, gets the bread, I blow, I blows the bread
My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying that the hell is that mean?
My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying what the hell is that mean?
I get, gets the bread, I blow, I blows the bread
I get, gets the bread, I blow, I blows the bread

And I be swagging all day, I be swagging all day
I’m from NY, but I fuck with…
When I’m out in the bay feels like home sweet home
Now niggas can’t fuck with the shit I’m on
Warrup…don’t get it fucked up
A nigga spot pumping out, get you stuck up
Out of habit, I got bad habits
Sem autos, and fully automatics
Click clack it, ra-ta-ta-tat it,
Clap clap shit, reload, clap clap shit
I been doing this I don’t need practice
I been doing this I don’t need practice

My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying what the hell is that mean?
I get, gets the bread, I blow, I blows the bread
My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying that the hell is that mean?
My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying what the hell is that mean?
I get, gets the bread, I blow, I blows the bread
I get, gets the bread, I blow, I blows the bread.

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Rick Ross - So Sophisticated Lyrics and Video (Ft. Meek Mill)

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[intro: rick ross]
this shit is highly sophisticated i just make it look easy nigga
follow me

[verse 1: rick ross]
i’m so sophisticated
to get a verse from me, you gotta be initiated
to get a purse from me, she gotta be sophisticated
purchase a whip from me and never miss a single payment
i’m from the city where the muslims even christians hate it
even the black folk hate to see another nigga made it
tell all them pussies to chill, champagne refrigerated
just bought a chopper ‘cause the last one, got it confiscated
counting a hundred mill so many times, i contemplated
you wanna be the hottest but that shit get complicated
i pull your card, i know you’re pussy by your conversation
show you the safe, you’ll have to kill me for that combination
made another two milli just off the compilation
i just hit a lick, i’m telling you this shit amazing
got a white bitch, she fucking me just like she jamaican
sippin’ purple and that muthafucker concentrated
this for my niggas in them prisons, overpopulated

[hook: rick ross]
this the mob so you gotta get initiated
if you a mob, then you gotta make an issue payment
we going hard, run it back just like it’s walter payton
the game’s sweet, gave all my niggas an occupation (ugh)
we so sophisticated (ugh)
shit so sophisticated (woop)
hundred millionaires, guess you made it (ugh)

[verse 2: rick ross]
i’m so sophisticated
smoking weed, busting open dolla liquor later
i bust her open then i tell her i’ma lick her later
pull out the stick and spray that bitch just like it’s activator
time to lay down these niggas who still be masquerading
we know you pussies, so you got my niggas masturbating
round of applause ‘cause them choppers be so captivating
so sophisticated ‘cause them hits be calculated
put yo dick in the dirt, now you decapitated
i’m getting money so you’ll never hear me talking petty
tatted on my stomach, rich forever, makaveli
fifty million, hundred million, it’s accumulating
i’m the hottest and these other niggas cooling, ain’t it
i got a bitch i’m fucking that you see on bet
my lil’ haiti shooters will have yo ass on tmz
breaking news and we still get them for 10 a key
and if he faking, fuck him, tell them niggas “c’est la vie”

[hook]

[verse 3: meek mill]
shittin’ on these haters, ball hard d-waders
ever since i got money, e’rybody need favors
that’s why i ain’t got no homies, and i ain’t got no neighbors
but i be on my grind like i ain’t got no paper
but i’m so rich and i got yo bitch
all in my whip and she all on my dick
with a hand on my stick, tryna live in my crib
‘cause i handle my shit like a candle got lit
‘cause i burn shit down, yea i’m in my bag
and these nigg** so mad it’s my turn now
and i get that cash, my bitch so bad, she know sophisticated
i’m balling hard, fucking bitches and ain’t got shit for haters
i hang my arm out the window now watch me get the paper
my neck so frosty, you frauding, yo shit refrigerator
boy you an imitator
you ain’t got no m’s in yo account, i never ask my amount
treat that bad bitch like a bad check ’cause i cash that and i bounce
i ain’t never had shit but i grab shit and i cashed out on that ounce
and i flipped that to a bird and bounced back like word

[hook]

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Far East Movement - Turn Up The Love Lyrics and Video (Ft. Cover Drive)

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we are one, tonight
and we’re breathing in the same air
so turn up the love, turn up the love
we’re turning up the love
turn it up now!

get it popping, hop the molly
dirt bass with so baddy body
too legit we can’t quit the party
super freaks, no illuminati
so one, two, hit the booze
you know you 2, nothing to loose
so ready, loose, cause the sheep gonna sleep like
pa pa pa pa
drop low to the low, v.e. gotta get more
so clap your hands, clap, clap your hands
i got nothing but love to give
turnt up you don’t hear me though
here’s a love for your stereo
so clap your hands, clap, clap your hands
i got nothing but love to give

we are one, tonight
and we’re breathing in the same air
so turn up the love, turn up the love
we’re turning up the love
turn it up now!

go ahead now floss your love like a …
dirty bass will make your pussy fall
if you …low, on the floor, i got a crew that will handle that cookie jar
damn, i ain’t tryna be rude
spread love like … u plus 2…
like pa pa pa pa pa pa
drop low to the low, v.e. gotta get more
so clap your hands, clap, clap your hands
i got nothing but love to give
turnt up you don’t hear me though
here’s a love for your stereo
so clap your hands, clap, clap your hands
like pa pa pa pa pa pa

turn me on like this your song
dirty bass got love to give
turn it up now,
mad monopoly all night long
dirty bass got love to give
let me see that grill from ear to ear
so much loving in the atmosphere
the good times roll with me right here
i got nothing but love to give

we are one, tonight
and we’re breathing in the same air
so turn up the love, turn up the love
we’re turning up the love
turn it up now!

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Birdman - Dark Shades Lyrics and Video (Ft. Lil Wayne & Mack Maine)

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ymcmb
i’m so twisted
mack!

chorus:
dark, dark shades i can see them haters
..don’t forget to tip the waiter
i don’t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
i’m on that patron, marijuana get
dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu
got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too

yeah, back in this, tell ‘em about it
these sweet niggers, a bunch brownies
you’re talking about, i’m a g like a thousand
i’m on my one two, and i’m still counting
you got problems, well i got bigger problems
my soul back, make me bring, make me bring the….
you don’t want that, homie
plus i got that.. you won’t see tomorrow morning.

be so, be so old, young money, money old
life is full of choices and you chose
i’m so … to groove, the…
and if … i paint the picture
you know what i’m on, good and strong
you know where i’m going, i’m going, going, gone!
holler at your boy, i don’t give a, give a
gotta tell these … make me shut you…

chorus:
dark, dark shades i can see them haters
..don’t forget to tip the waiter
i don’t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
i’m on that patron, marijuana get
dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu
got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too

just a third world gangsta, been filthy…
hustler… i’m on, keep banking
big mansions on the..
popping shots out the bottle
spending cause we’re winning
five star, money, power!
..man, hood rich
build on some .. bad boy rich
chandelier, marble full of …
out .. with ‘em dogs for the…
…throwing hundreds in the club.
bouncing on the shine…
head ride, green light, spend them at the green light
flash light, fast life, for a cheap price.
uh, uptown swaging life, living like we live it twice…

chorus:
dark, dark shades i can see them haters
..don’t forget to tip the waiter
i don’t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
i’m on that patron, marijuana get
dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu
got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too

yeah, down from new orleans, rest in peace like …
and i come from … it’s a safari.
..i go retarded, the grass is green back in my garden
pop, pop …we’re arguing
leave her leaking, if you’re scared, go see the …
got a bunch of …to tell me all of their secrets
and if i get in that… walls like graffiti
…i’m on my vampire, bloody red
…call it dead cash
and it’s party time, excellent …
party time, excellent…

chorus:
dark, dark shades i can see them haters
..don’t forget to tip the waiter
i don’t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
i’m on that patron, marijuana get
dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu
got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too

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