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Santigold - The Keepers Lyrics and Video

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I walk by with smoke in my eyes
Like we don’t know where we’ve been
That’s it boy, just state your case
You’re just as wrong as you were then

Want to move? Throw your hands up
Say I don’t make no rules
No one even knows I’m here
Now it’s all you to man up
You see no way to hang on what you say

[Hook:]
We’re the keepers, while we sleep in America
Our house is burning down, our house is burning
We’re the keepers, while we sleep in America
Our house is burning down
Our house is burning down (Down now keepers, down)
Our house is burning down

Ask me why, dream that you buy
But later want is a dangerous thing
Watch out for the snakes ride past
And turns around and it sucks you in

What happens when you get stuck?
Get to the bottom of the illusion that you’re in
From the roof now, it’s your go
No one else without will do you in

[Hook]

And not a thing I’ve done obeys my fear
And not a thing I’ve done obeys
And still I never have to run
We are gone, we are gone
On our hills where we all are done

[Hook x2]

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Blur - Cowboy Song Lyrics and Video

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Gonna sail a bird like a private jet
You’re the one, you’re the one
In my head, oughta get us clear
You’ll find a song before too long

I’ve got a healthy feeling, a sleepy feeling, a sleepy feeling
Today is gone, the day is gone, today is gone

Go to a store, to the golf floor
A cowboy’s song, a cowboy’s song
You’re the one, you’re the one
A cowboy’s song, you’re the one

I’ve got a healthy feeling, a sleepy feeling, a sleepy feeling
It’s all gone, today is gone, it’s all gone

I’ve got a sleepy feeling, a new slept feeling, a sleepy feel
It’s all gone, today is gone, today is gone

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Cash Out - Hold Up Lyrics and Video

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We are rich nigger is a lot of money on the table
Hold up please let me roll up
You are the hoes that chose us
The nasty guys that knows her
Real nigger don’t know her
But G hoes know her
Hold up when we roll up
.. back when we roll up
I ain’t worried about no nigger taking my bricks
But you sure worried about a nigga taking your bitch
Hold up please let me roll up
You are the hoes that chose us
The nasty guys that knows her

And all these niggers acting like they know me
I won’t stop .. check it out where can you show me ..
Before throw me out let money control the nigger
But I control it and tell it go get
More they don’t let me in the dope
And I know that shit fucked up cause I am coming at your door
And they like cash slow down but I don’t see .. ia m always on the go
And I keep relapsing niggers ain’t no limit I won’t …
Hold up these niggers ain’t believing me ..bitch this ain’t no move with you
I know the reason they hate me
Then I wait
Hold up please let me roll up
You are the hoes that chose us
The nasty guys that knows her
Real nigger don’t know her
But G hoes know her
Hold up when we roll up
.. back when we roll up
I am like wait
I haven’t heard about no nigger taking my bricks
With a .. about my taking your bitch
Hold up please let me roll up
You are the hoes that chose us
The nasty guys that knows her
Out of my way

You man be like a .. or something
You ain’t got to freeze so please girl earn your .. or something
I got a hit niggers looking like they .. something
Shut is on the budget hold up .. roll up
And leave his body swell up .. I got to take it on me
How these niggers play the .. bought some skates
Cause nigger be sleeping on me
Just phase sleeping on me I am going in ..
So put it on reverse
Then I wait
Hold up please let me roll up
You are the hoes that chose us
The nasty guys that knows her
Real nigger don’t know her
But G hoes know her
Hold up when we roll up
.. back when we roll up
I am like wait
I haven’t heard about no nigger taking my bricks
With a .. about my taking your bitch
Hold up please let me roll up
You are the hoes that chose us
The nasty guys that knows her
Out of my way

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Chris Brown - Cali Swag Lyrics and Video

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(Chris Brown)
Yeah my swagger’s like Uh in the DOMINO at that
Swathy sending text and she fellin’ me lemme forward that
To my other girl,now she say she wanna meet her
A nigga going in like a quarter in a meter
So come on,

I don’t give a damn if she rollin’ then I’m rollin’
I ain’t talking ’bout appeal, but she pop it like she own it
Her continuous moaning, it carries to the morning
And teach her like a stick, so I’m calling it T-boning

My girl got a girlfriend, so you know what it is
I call them daycare, ’cause they take care of my kids
Ah, bring the camera out of motion picture
Before you take your clothes off, let me get the liquor

Nigga I’m ill, oh believe that
Her titties like snowballs , call them sky racks
They be like Hulk Hogan,ain’t no one in team
I tell them ,fuck you, nigga it’s me

What it is, how you doin’ nice to meet you
My flow is just like bullets
So this beat will be my nina
That traver go bow, it split you from your feet up

I got your girl wet, flooding like Katrina
Rather Billy or Bima,Fatima of Christina
Milly Yang I’mma done, I’m getting right between her
I’m strip club ballin’ throwing franklins like Aretha

She said her mouth dry, so I’m guessing it’s the refull
Whole team gorillaz, K Mack and Joe
Cali swag nigga, I ain’t talking doggie do
It’s reject nigga, have you breaking all the rules

Your my catdaddy, check on TMZ it’s breaking news
My car lot, jackpot,got these girls cheering like a mascot
Boy you ask that, ’cause I’m hot
I’m mad,all you singles neck like an ascot

I’m on the top hold your hair tip
When they hear the fame drop, they gon’ shit a brick
No pun intended, but I recommand it
Fuck your feelings nigga, I don’t care if you offended

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Jaden Smith - Gonzoes Lyrics and Video

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I am the last one intelligence
The swag comes with elegance
That was blessed upon you,
But that’s what just you learn from these debts and fondu
I’ll handle the bill, but the rest is on you
Jaden is the true, yes I’m on to the next..
Miss Fist Wits so reckless
I’m on a stage, care less what the set list is
is because you didn’t put me on it
And I’mma ditch you when you try to put me on it
Said I used to be so sweet, put a cookie on a…
Stop playing games, I’m just playing hockey honest.
But I just wanna be.. tight with the girl of my dreams
And continue this love life cause
It took a lot of pain to get here
When this gonna be gone by next time next year
But know the game is a…
Man, I ain’t got no problem, but I’mma be on tour…
Sad cause I used to be the bad
And you used to be my…girl version
And my world is turning upside down
Everybody shut up right now
Somebody pull me up right now
Cause I’m swimming in my sorrows and I just might drown, girl.
And my past is graphic, you make my heart so…
All my friends tell me I’m the best
I don’t believe them, but I’m going to the top,
And you know that I will never leave them…
And I’mma talk about rude…
My song is about one two
Cause you’ll be at the top..
Cause we don’t want you here chilling with your friends
I haven’t seen you in two years
Have fun with Kennedy when you kick it
before she goes away and doesn’t ask me to visit
Have a problem visit
Girl, I’m not gonna see you,
but it’s really not gonna be different from the past year
Everyone says I’m changing
Gone to my head, I haven’t even been famous
Karate Kid is behind this,
diamonds on my neck is a simple reminder of
All the shots and all the set offs and all the tears I cried so I can get my leg up
And I came back and the joke got spread up
and walked around town young man with his head up!
Had to make it rain in the storm, didn’t….
Until I move these out of the theaters
And all you can just forget us
…how weak is that?
Can’t… can’t compete with us!

I’m Gonzoes, I’m Gonzoes, I’m Gonzoes
I do wanna zoe where I wanna zoe it
…I could threw it
I’m Gonzoes, I’m Gonzoes, I’m Gonzoes
I’m Gonzoes, I’m Gonzoes, I’m Gonzoes
I do wanna zoe where I wanna zoe it
You stop me now, I run through it

Uh, pulling off ..ride on
All my other haters ..suff you down in the bottle
..your girl is fine, my girl look like she a model
Uh, more artistic than Picasso
Unless the joke is up, I’m looking like…
My flow is tight, your flow is just not so
Sorry if I’m coming up from being hostile Gonzoes

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Angel Haze - New York Lyrics and Video

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I’m running, running through the jungle
Running like a slave through the underground tunnel
Told you all niggas better get these bitches
Cause I spit till my lips need 16 stitches
I am, lyrical intrusion,
You bitches can’t see me like I’m really an illusion
I hop upon your face and do my motherfucking tooth that
Till I know the meat out like a motherfucking toothpick
Ah, I’m nasty nigga, like Nas like kim, like Cassie bitches
Like I’m fucking Chris dope or that raspy nigga
Or the skin on the feet of a ashy nigga
I am, whatever they say I am
Bumping like the asses on them thick bitches at stadiums
Fuck them other bitches I sound better in the place of them
I kill this shit this the motherfucking raping
Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face
Calls from oversea like a motherfucking crusade
Crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the shit and cover

I run New York, I run New York

I am 0 past a hundred, spitting like a dragon
That wnt missing from a dungeon
Y’all a bunch of niggas getting trippy off of nothing
Tie a rope around your neck and let me kick you off a bungee
I’m satan, and I’ma take your ass to church now
Running my fields and you midgets on your first down
I love it, when these bitches know I’m better than them
Cause I don’t hear, not a word or a letter from them
I’m a fire, enemies of the force round
Bitches and I rap, elliptical, all it’s round
Bitches and a condo, I sit with an open mouth
Bitches and you bitches are lyrically
Like some fucking down syndrome, no offence
No shame in all, but y’all bitches on knees like baby claws
You can catch me out in Cover, chilling like a stoop kid
Yeah hate don’t talk bitch do

Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face
Calls from oversea like a motherfucking crusade
Crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the shit and cover

I run New York, I run New York

I’m lyrical coming on general
Take shots when I was a criminal
Don’t stop, continue on running around
But never …some of the shit that I’m fin to do
Y’all … that I’m giving you
If you front, I’m gonn put and end to you
I’m like scorpion, bitch I will finish you
Making nasty, real, real nasty
Way you bitches running like you will get past me
Won’t happen you bitches could get on, when I’m off it
Try to cross me now, you be gone in a coffin
It’s just me, myself and I
Talk tough shit and I’ma beat you till you die
Ask why, because I’m better than you’ll ever be
That’s why shit negotiate seems lighter than heavy d

Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face
Calls from oversea like a motherfucking crusade
Crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurts
Rooftop Brooklyn, made the shit and cover

I run New York, I run New York.

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Rick Ross - Hold Me Back Lyrics and Video

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[Intro]
I see how these niggas playin’
But I could adapt
These niggas won’t hold me back (x8)
These hoes won’t hold me back
These hoes won’t hold me back
These niggas won’t hold me back
These niggas won’t hold me back

[Verse 1]
I look in my fridge, my shit lookin’ scarce
I got a few kids, we need some shit on the shelf
I get a knock at the door, they say my rent overdue
And while my niggas sell dope and don’t know what else to do
The only thing on my mind, I’m tryin’ to keep on the lights
I call up my slime, I need a kilo tonight
Everything whipped well, I’m eatin’ steak, no more soup
Then I parked the Capri, I went and bought me a Coupe
Everything takes time, but this shit came fast
Niggas standin’ in line, they wanna hold me back
I multiplied my hustle, stimulated my mind
Motivated my niggas and we’ll never divide, no

[Hook]
These niggas won’t hold me back (x4)
These hoes won’t hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back (x3)
Noooo

[Verse 2]
First I got me a Taurus, then I copped me a Lexus
I took over Florida, my connect out of Texas
Then I start sippin’ purple, got my shit screwed
When you feedin’ your circle, watch your shipments improve
Fabricate ’bout your fortune, all my fabric’s imported
Fornicate in my fortress, 40k still my mortgage
24k my toilet, all my taxes reported
All my exes deported, shout-out Texas, New Orleans
All these niggas influenced by a hustler’s endurance
I just me the purest, but I need some insurance
Niggas watch who you fuckin’ just to hate on your bitches
Niggas breakin’ the rules, niggas facin’ suspicion

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Momma workin’ three jobs ’til I told her to quit
How we rose from the sewer, funny now I’m the shit
Niggas ain’t gettin’ money, but they got an opinion
Had this tech makin’ racket, serve you like you were tennis
Killers ride for that paycheck, AK okay, check
Bitch nigga let’s play chess, yo bitch next, no latex
These niggas won’t hold me back, told the feds they sold me set
Whip ‘em right and then come right back
Whip-whip-whip ‘em right and then come right back

[Hook] x2

[Verse 4]
Pussy ass niggas, pussy ass niggas
They all pussy ass niggas, pussy ass niggas
Lookin’ down on these niggas, pussy ass niggas
Pushin’ my new Ferrari on these pussy ass niggas
Pussy hoe, pussy hoe
She a pussy hoe until she give me pussy hoe
Pussy hoe, pussy hoe
Pussy hoe, she a pussy hoe

[Hook] x2

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Nas - Loco-Motive Lyrics and Video (Ft. Large Professor)

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[Intro]
42nd street terminal

[Verse 1: Nas]
Yo, yo, I live it and I speak it
My religion is reefer
Big money in most, an uninhibited freak to sleep with
My visions are realistic, nothing’s figurative
I can wish it into existence, God want this nigga to live
Blunt big as a dread, I get high and forget who bled
Who we stomp-kicked in the head and who we left for dead
Who are you niggas? Why argue niggas?
The truth is the truth, I really put my scars on niggas
They wait a lifetime, they tell they hoes, “Nas did this”
Pointin’ to they scars like, “Right here, baby, really Nas did this”
Like a badge of honor, not braggin’ I’m just honest
War stories we tell them, nothin’s realer than karma
Sip prohibition liquor, prohibition whiskey
Rap Jack Demsey, Matt Black Bentley, pimply
Shatterin’ your silence, pass around the chalice
Due to my Indian ancestry at the weed dispensery
Official kings and gents is who I mix and mingle with
Fuck your ice, I rock rubies, amethyst
I fuck your wife cause she a groupie, scandalous
This for my bad hood bitches, ghetto glamorous

[Break: Large Professor]
Yo, what we talkin’ ’bout niggas?
What we talkin’ ’bout niggas?
This is Nas, what, Nas
What, Nasty, what, recollect,

[Verse 2: Nas]
At seventeen I made seventeen thousand livin’ in public housin’
Integrity in tact, reppin’ hard
They askin’ how he disappear and reappear back on top
Sayin’, “Nas must have naked pictures of God or somethin’”
To keep winnin’ is my way like Francis
As long as I’m breathin’, I’ll take chances
A soldier comin’ home, twenty years old with no legs
Sayin’ there’s no sense to cry and complain, just go ‘head
So much to write and say, yo I don’t know where to start
So I’ll begin with the basics and flow from the heart
I know you think my life is good cause my diamond piece
But my life been good since I started finding peace
I shouldn’t even be smilin’, I should be angry and depressed
I been rich longer than I been broke, I confess
I started out broke, got rich, lost paper then made it back
Like Trump bein’ up down up, play with cash

[Large Professor]
My nigga’s like a locomotive
Nas, we push it, mush ‘em
Queensbridge to Bushwick
Harlem, Bronx, all that
You ain’t even supposed to be out here
You know where you at?

Verse 3: Nas]
At night, New York, eat a slice too hot
Use my tongue to tear the skin hangin’ from the roof of my mouth
Shit was Falicimo, melted pot, city sweltering hot
Staggerin’ drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin’, soon as I heard them iron wheels screechin’
When it came to a halt whoever walked off got caught
Toker man safe behind a locked door for sure
Minor theif shit, minor league shit, beastin’
Lookin’ for the young, but now we older chiefin’
In my truck, play The Greatest Adventures of Slick Rick
Buggin’ on how his imagination was so sick
It’s ghetto beef, sinister niggas snicker through yellow teeth
Alchohol agin’ my niggas faster than felonies
How dare I? Must be, somethin’ in the air that corrupts me
Look at my upkeep, owned and sublease
I’m here y’all

[Outro]
This for my trapped in the 90′s niggas
For my trapped in the 90′s niggas
Ha, for y’all niggas

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The Game - Pop That (Freestyle) Lyrics and Video

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[Intro]
Hey Walle, get on the phone man, call that nigga Meek Mill
Tell that nigga Meek Mill get on the phone call that nigga Boss
Tell Boss get on the phone, call that nigga French Montana man
Tell this nigga let me hold this beat too man, lego

Pop that, don’t stop, pop that don’t stop
Pop that, don’t stop, pop that don’t stop
Pop that, don’t stop, pop that don’t stop
Pop that, don’t stop, pop that don’t stop

Uncle Luke, you better that hoe,
I’m the shit bitch and I know you smell that hoe
Beat the pussy I swoll that hoe
Lick the cat and it ain’t … hoe
Cops be easy never wear that dope
You from the Kim Cain nigga share that hoe
Reall nigga everywhere I go
You got one, you better mad that hoe
She got a fat monkey, a camel toe
She a meenie and she call me daddyo
She like it from the back, no paddy oh
I’m from the …to her daddy know
I’m fresh as fuck, no flat top
I got sit flops in that black drop
I got green things in my backpack
I’m thugging, welcome back Pac
I’m a mac nigga, no laptop
My bitch ass fat and no ass shots
She get motivated when that cans drop
Don’t call my bitch no stripper nigga
She’s an exotic dancer to twerk when you tip her, nigga
Amber Rose ain’t got nothing on my life
Made in good, ain’t got nothing on china
And I ain’t no tiger, I ain’t no tiger
Made in good, ain’t got nothing on china
Shit Japan ain’t got nothing on china
Wish that was me, nothing on china
Damn, there I go again
I ain’t tryna start nothing by speaking nothing on china
Don’t stop, popping that, she pick it up and she dropping it
I like red bones a little chocolate
And I’m asap with that rocket list
And I’m swagging and splashing and fucking these hoes
I’m blowing that kush and it’s stucked in my clothes
They blowing my dick for that nothing they knows
These niggas they know they can’t fuck with the flow
My mind be as cold, my bitches are hot
We walk in the club, she sneak in the Glock
We turning it up, off of peach and Sirock
With bottles and bottles
Like when does it stop?
With models and models they known to be fucking
She say she a virgin I know that she bluffing
I’m not gonna stuff…
I turn on the oven and whoaaa!!!

Coke boy I like home boy
I got a gold impala like gold boy
Twerking it, working it
Like waffle house I’m serving it
They play with it, I’m murking shit
… you square niggas with your circle head
And you don’t stop, what you twerking with
And you don’t stop, what you twerking with
And you don’t stop, what you twerking with
And you don’t stop, what you twerking with

Pop that, don’t stop, pop that don’t stop
Pop that, don’t stop, pop that don’t stop
Pop that, don’t stop, pop that don’t stop
Pop that, don’t stop, pop that don’t stop.

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Keyshia Cole - Enough of No Love Lyrics and Video (Ft. Lil Wayne)

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Can’t say I’m not hurt
I beat down if I’m broken
What we had is now hers
Let it go she can have it

Cause I can’t stay here, it ain’t, there’s no love
Yeah I I can’t stay here, ’cause I’ve had enough
Enough of no love, enough of no love
No love!

And I admit that I thought about creeping
So you could get a dose of how I feel
Cause our hearts can’t never seem to break even
But what’s the use of rather pack it up and leaving
Cause here we are again, cause you’re wrong.

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Josh Osho - Highlight Of My Day Lyrics and Video

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I’ve been waking up to silence every morning
And walking corridors you left behind
Waiting for your words to ring around these walls again
But there’s only shadows where you used to lie
I’m forever tryna turn the pages over
And fight this loosing battle on my own
Tryna just get through my day without the thought of you
All it’s written on my face I can’t let go
Just when I think I’m going stronger
The stitching starts to fray
I’m loosing my defenses breaking every rule I’ve made
To the memory of you rises, to the surface once again
And I feel the ground beneath me giving wing
But oh, it’s the highlight of my day
Oh, it’s the highlight of my day
Oh, it’s the highlight of my day

As I make me weary walk on through the city
The buses and the cars look just the same
The beggars and the leavers pay on high misguided soul
And all the wildest emptiness remains
And the streets are all so crowded as I get pushed from left to right
I swear I saw you pass me in the corner of my eye
And suddenly your memories, all I’m seeing in this place
And though my heart is crippled with the pain
Oh, it’s the highlight of my day
Oh, it’s the highlight of my day
Oh, it’s the highlight of my day,
Whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Oh the streets are all so crowded as I get pushed from left to right
I swear I saw you pass me in the corner of my eye
And suddenly your memories, all I’m seeing in this place
And though my heart is crippled with the pain
Oh, it’s the highlight of my day
Oh, it’s the highlight of my day
Oh, it’s the highlight of my day.

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Lil Wayne - Kiss The Game Goodbye Lyrics and Video

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Good good afternoon call me young tune
I’m D O P N the only one spoon
Good afternoon call me young tune
I’m D O P N the only one spoon
New Orleans lonely and you ain’t seek text spill
rappers slash rocka jazzie like a sex player

Good good afternoon call me young tune
I’m D O P N the only one spoon
New Orleans lonely and you ain’t seek text spill
rappers slash rocka jazzie like a sex player
but I’m an ex player you can ex players
I don’t got stacks (I got..)
out wayers ..kill up
married to the game put the veil up

Choose choose the game goodbye y’all dry
I miss the potatoe here you smoke right
yeah you could check my art ’cause
and they nickname my swag I sharp knives
ha ha, first name I torch wise
last name caught up to rappers I’m Josh five
last name caught up to rappers I’m so five
young moon love baby

Kiss the game goodbye
kiss the game goodbye

kiss the game goodbye
kiss the game goodbye
tell me what’s up?
kiss the game goodbye
kiss the game goodbye

kiss the game goodbye
kiss the game goodbye

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Soulja Boy - Out The Kitchen Lyrics and Video

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Fresh up out the kitchen, riding round and I’m getting it
I smoke like smoke midget, got money to the ceiling
Kush up in the air, and my fucking chain
Lit up like a chandelier, get em
Swag tall and I press, get em
Let me begin and let’s race bitch, get em
Bracelet cost 35, chain cost 86
Niggas talking fuck shit, I pull up and I buck it
Sod that’s a bucket, nigga try your luck bitch, pussy

I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a rich nigga, yeah
Yeah licks with your bitch nigga
And my house cost 6 figures, 7 figures
And I’m standing by the plate nigga
Pull up and I mash, breaks a digital dash
And I’m from the future, all you fuck niggas in the past
No nigga you won’t last, cause I on rain, and I bring Armageddon
If you niggas want that pain, nigga
Young rich nigga, young rich nigga
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga
I’m ain’t throwing hundreds, I ain’t throwing ones
Young rich nigga, this is what I do
Pull up to the block, yeah I got the juice
Ask em for the juice too, I’ma pop his head
If he talking down, I’ma shoot his leg if he tryna run
You know the word around town
Sod my gang campaigning for the summer
Niggas rock it true religion, I did that league 2009
I’m starting with my bizness, nigga that’s how I’m feeling
Bitch you know I rip it, never half stepping
50k on my necklace and that medusa first on my clock
Nigga talk around on the block, but I know what’s and what’s not
Nigga I’m know what’s hiding, I’m know to scope
I’m put to ponts and I’m on the foe
You talking down you get hit, hit the bitch with the telescope
Nigga, and my gun got a scope on it
That beam red is fuck will leave you head nigga you a dope dummy
Lil dre I go huned, go keep it 4 huned
Smoking on more chronic, nigga don’t get your dope running,
Nigga everything you want it’s mashing, it’s a young rich nigga
And I do this shit in action and I blast with figures
I’m on the block everyday if a nigga wanna race
Put that thing to his face
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga
I was once a broke nigga but I’ma die rich, nigga
A huned k up in thousands
Selling green thousands eye lids
This what I do, I got that money piling

Fresh up out the kitchen, riding round and I’m getting it
I smoke like smoke midget,
Versace my bracelet, Lamborghini let’s race bitch
I’m the shit, just face it
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga
I’m a young rich nigga, I’m a young rich nigga.

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Kevin Ross - Greater Love Lyrics and Video

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When was back is against the wall
you never did my time in me
more than friends what a love
down for me until the end
giving day all the bane
you’ll exchange your heart so that I could feel joy
after you there’s no one
that could say your place ’cause I’m not afraid to

Tell the world that there’s no greater love
tell the world that there’s no greater love
tell the world oh
tell the world ohh

Even though you’re far away
you’re still apart of me
no matter what people have to say
I’ll give you my own
no holding back this time
I promise, boy.

Even take all the pain
you’ll exchange your heart so that I could feel joy
after you there’s no one
that could say your place ’cause I’m not afraid to

tell the world that there’s no greater love
tell the world that there’s no greater love
tell the world oh
tell the world ohh
tell the world that there’s no greater love
tell the world that there’s no greater love
tell the world ohh
tell the world ohh

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Akon - Be More Careful Lyrics and Video (Ft. E-40)

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The more I look at her, the more I look it here
The streets are kinda crazy like damn, I gots to be more careful
It’s ugly out here mane.

These niggas out here talkin’, these bitches ain’t no good
I’m strapped up and I’m on one and wishin’ it go wood
I’m ridin’ ’round in my big thang, still up in my hood
I’m ridin’ ’round with that big thang cause niggas ain’t no good

I’ve got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I’ve got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful
I’ve got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I’ve got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

Like Scarface, who can I trust?
Bonfire, this only us
I’m outchea, I gotta have it
Paper chasin’, I gotta grab it
Money talks, I don’t talk about it
Take the loss, be a boss about it
Catch me slippin’, I really doubt it
I don’t leave my house without it
My masterpiece, bad about it
Jealous nigga, that’s old shit
Laugh about, cop more whips
And hustle hard, get more chips
I got to be more careful, these niggas out here feds
I got to be more careful, go read what he said
It changed out here and all my silent niggas are gone
Somehow, somewhere, all the shit that went wrong
I never thought that it’d get to this
All these niggas, all snitchin’ in
If it’s too hot to handle it
Then stay on out and I’m catchin’ in

These niggas out here talkin’, these bitches ain’t no good
I’m strapped up and I’m on one and wishin’ it go wood
I’m ridin’ ’round in my big thang, still up in my hood
I’m ridin’ ’round with that big thang cause niggas ain’t no good

I’ve got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I’ve got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful
I’ve got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I’ve got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

They slip outchea, Deba
Got to be more careful
Never leave the crib, never leave my home
Without my street instrument, my baritone
Blat! This what I put aside
Polite on the sucker, leave his face in his lap
I get it play the game of death, they don’t play fair
Gotta pack up 30 dig and always stay prepared
I got some Girl Scout cookies and some Jackie
A badass bitch with a short hair
Tatiana Ali but, blowin’ all up in my Ruprecon truck
Should I say G? Talk is cheap
Skatin’ through the streets your tremendous ass be
My money kinda tall but I don’t play ball
Actin’ all the pictures nick the paint off the wall
Wutchu need? Problem you havin’ mane?
I’m like the concierge, I can get you anything
My heart that pump, get my heart pumped, propane
I’ve always been a factor, I ain’t never gonna lame
Got a couple crash dummies that will wrap you like a mummy
Push you in the graveyard where it’s dark, got Sunny
Do it for a friend but I ain’t gotta give him money
Slap you with the kid and they’ll do anything for me

These niggas out here talkin’, these bitches ain’t no good
I’m strapped up and I’m on one and wishin’ it go wood
I’m ridin’ ’round in my big thang, still up in my hood
I’m ridin’ ’round with that big thang cause niggas ain’t no good

I’ve got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I’ve got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful
I’ve got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I’ve got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

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Justin Bieber - Backpack Lyrics and Video

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As long as you love me
As long as you love me
As long as you love me

I’m under pressure, seven billion people in the world trying to fit in
Keep it together, smile on your face even though your heart is frowning
But hey now, don’t know girl, we both know what to do
But I will take my chances

As long as you love me, we could be starving,
We could be homeless, we could be broke
As long as you love me i’ll be your platinum, i’ll be your silver, i’ll be your gold
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

I’ll be your soldier, fighting every second of the day for the change girl
I’ll be your Hova, you can be my Destiny’s Child on a stinger
So don’t stress, don’t cry, oh we don’t need no wings to fly
Just take my hand

As you love me we could be starving,
We could be homeless, we could be broke
As long as you love me i’ll be your platinum, i’ll be your silver, i’ll be your gold
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

[Big Sean]
I don’t make if this make sense
You’re my hallelujah
Give me a time and place, i’ll rendez-vous
I’ll fly it to ya, i’ll meet you there
Girl you know I got you
Us, trust, a couple things I can’t spell without you
No we on top of the world
Cause that’s just how we do
Used to tell me sky’s the limit
Now the skies are point of view
Now we stepping out like woah
Cameras point at you, ask me what’s best side
I’ll stand back and point at you, you, you
The one that I argue with,
Feel like I need a new girl to be bothered with
But the grass ain’t always greener on the other side
It’s greener where you water it
So I know, we got issues baby, true true true
But I rather work on this with you
Than then go ahead and start with someone new

As you love me we could be starving
We could be homeless, we could be broke
As long as you love me i’ll be your platinum, i’ll be your silver, i’ll be your gold
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

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Chris Brown - Tell Somebody Lyrics and Video

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Yeah
Wassup baby
Lemme ask you a question
Don’t tell nobody
Think you got my love
Making love
Watching the sunrise

[Verse 1:]
Hey there pretty lady
Saw you at the bar
And I was mesmerized
You might think it sounds crazy
But I ain’t never been a man til I
Girl I don’t think your ready
Cause you can’t keep a secret very well
And aye girl if you let me
I might give you somethin to run and tell
Aye and I could just see it now

[Pre-Chorus:]
Tryna hold it in
Tryna keep it down
But you keep screaming ah ooh

[Chorus:]
Your gonna wanna tell somebody
You gonna wanna tell everybody [x2]

[Verse 2:]
And turn the lights down low girl
Cause you know I be waiting on you
Won’t you hold me close girl
I’m a show you I got something prove
So go ahead tell all your girls
Yeah you tell em that I put it down
They all gon want a piece of this
So you better keep it to yourself
Annh
Yeah I can just see it now

[Pre-Chorus:]
Tryna hold it in
Tryna keep it down
But you keep screaming ah ooh

[Chorus:]
Your gonna wanna tell somebody
You gonna wanna tell everybody [x4]

[Bridge:]
Just tell em how good it is
Oh yeah
And how it makes you fell oh ooh
And just tell em
(Gon girl tell it all)
How I’m pullin your hair from the back
And I got you shakin
Girl you better tell em all
That I’m just
A sexy sexy freaky freak
Just go and tell him
That I put it down
Oh

[Chorus:]
Your gonna wanna tell somebody
You gonna wanna tell everybody [x4]

[Ourto:]
And turn the lights down low girl
Cause you know I be waiting on you
Won’t you hold me close girl
I’m a show you I got something prove

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Willow Smith - I Am Me Lyrics and Video

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[chorus]
I’m meee, I’m mee, and that’s all I can be
I’m meee, I’m eee, it’s my one ability
I’m free
And you can’t stop meee,
I’m free, and that’s all I can be

Days pass, I’m tryna find who I really am
I’ve been looking
People don’t like the way I dress
So it won’t matter, I’ve been looking
I’ve done my hair and it’s not just that easy
I’ve been looking
Your validation it’s not just that important to me

[Chorus]
I’m meee, I’m mee, and that’s all I can be
I’m meee, I’m eee, it’s my one ability
I’m free
And you can’t stop meee,
I’m free, I’m meee, and that’s all I can be

Night falls and I find it here I am in peace
I’ve been looking
Making friends with spirits lost
And it sets me free, I’ve been looking
Express myself cause it’s my liberty
I’ve been looking
Your validation it’s not just that important to me

[Chorus]
I’m meee, I’m mee, and that’s all I can be
I’m meee, I’m eee, it’s my one ability
I’m free
And you can’t stop meee,
I’m meee, I’m free, and that’s all I can be

I am me, I am me, I am me
I am free, I am free, I am free
I am me, I am me, I am me
I am free, I am free, X 2

Ooooooooooooohhhhhhh

Create yourself, redo yourself
Renew yourself
Be you, do what you do,
Hold your head up high, everything’s gonna alright
You’re you, I’m me, let’s livei n harmony
Coexist with each other, love each other
Be yourself
You have to be yourself, be real, be honest
Cause ain’t nobody got time for that
They really don’t, so listen to me
Listen to this song, because this is real facts
That will help you move along, yeah
That’s all I wanted to say, so I love you guys so much
Hope you like the song and you know, yolo, misfits, argh haha.

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Pink - Blow Me (One Last Kiss) Lyrics and Video

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White knuckles and sweaty palms from hanging on too tight
Clench of jaw, I’ve got another headache again tonight.
Eyes on fire, eyes on fire, and the burn from all the tears
I’ve been crying, I’ve been crying, I’ve been dying over you.
Tie a knot in the rope, tryna to hold, tryna to hold, but there’s nothing to grab so I let go!!

[Hook:]
I think I’ve finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much
I think this might be it for us
(blow me one last kiss)
You think I’m just too serious,
I think you’re full of sh-t
My head is spinning so
(blow me one last kiss).
Just when I think it can’t get worse,
I’ve had a shit day (NO!)
You’ve had a shit day (NO!)
we’ve had a shit day (NO!).
I think that life’s too short for this,
I’ll pack my ignorance and bliss
I think I’ve had enough of this.
Blow me on last kiss

I won’t miss all of the fighting that we always did,
Take it in, I mean what I say when
I say there is nothing left.

I am sick, whiskey-dick, no more battles for me
You’ll be calling a trick, cause you’ll no longer sleep.
I’ll dress nice, I’ll look good, I’ll go dancing alone.
I will laugh, I’ll get drunk, I’ll take somebody home.

[Hook:]
I think I’ve finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much
I think this might be it for us
(blow me one last kiss)
You think I’m just too serious,
I think you’re full of sh-t
My head is spinning so
(blow me one last kiss).
Just when I think it can’t get worse,
I’ve had a shit day (NO!)
You’ve had a shit day (NO!)
We’ve had a shit day (NO!).
I think that life’s too short for this,
I’ll pack my ignorance and bliss
I think I’ve had enough of this.
Blow me on last kiss.
Blow me on last kiss x 2

I will do what I please, anything that I want.
I will breathe, I won’t breathe, I won’t worry at all.
You will pay for your sins, you’ll be sorry my dear.
All the lies, all the wise, will be crystal clear.

[Hook:]
I think I’ve finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much
I think this might be it for us
(blow me one last kiss)
You think I’m just too serious,
I think you’re full of sh-t
My head is spinning so
(blow me one last kiss).
Just when I think it can’t get worse,
I’ve had a shit day (NO!)
You’ve had a shit day (NO!)
we’ve had a shit day (NO!).
I think that life’s too short for this,
I’ll pack my ignorance and bliss
I think I’ve had enough of this.
Blow me on last kiss.

Blow me on last kiss x 2

Just when I think it can’t get worse,
I’ve had a shit day (NO!)
You’ve had a shit day (NO!)
we’ve had a shit day (NO!).
I think that life’s too short for this,
I’ll pack my ignorance and bliss
I think I’ve had enough of this.
Blow me on last kiss.

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Soulja Boy - Old and New Money Lyrics and Video

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I got new money, I got old money

[Hook] x 2
When they see me down, they say Soulja whoa
When they see my car, they say Soulja oh
I got old money, I got new money
I got old money, I got new money

Niggas really ain’t about it
Nigga pull up on you when I’m creeping in the Audi
Niggas they don’t want that
I pull up like wassup?
Sod, where it be, all dead we what’s on
Nigga pulling on like bang bang
It’s stacks on deck, money game
What the fuck you talk about
You know where I be, you know where I hang
Know erythang, diamonds in my bracelet
And my piece of chain
Soulja boy I go hard, I go so hard I go deranged
I go ham, hard as a motherfucker,
And you weak ass rap niggas ain’t nothing but suckers
Suck a ass nigga, let’s get to it
24 million, bitch I do it

[Hook] x 2
When they see me down, they say Soulja whoa
When they see my car, they say Soulja oh
I got old money, I got new money
I got old money, I got new money

That nigga started out with the popping
And thought that shit was all fun
Until I pulled up with the K, he started running like …
You a pussy nigga, you a bitch hoe
I’m kicking in your front door,
And if you ain’t there nigga,
I’m hollow tying your best hoe
You niggas really don’t wanna play
You don’t roll best with me
… I’m cutting niggas where pizza eat
On real niggas up in the streets
On real niggas up in the streets
Lil dre don’t give a fuck, I get my shit for 10 a key
I get my shit 20’s for the pain
Now flicker 4-5 huned a night
Nigga really I ain’t talking prices
I live that life I do the dice
Shoot the dices and shoot the crowd
And on top, that’s for the raps
Soulja tell them I do my shit
Y’all niggas ain’t doing shit

[Hook] x 2
When they see me down, they say Soulja whoa
When they see my car, they say Soulja oh
I got old money, I got new money
I got old money, I got new money.

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Kanye West - New God Flow Lyrics and Video (Ft. Pusha T)

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[Kanye West]
Now hold up, I ain’t tryna stunt man
But these Yeezy’s jumped over the jumpman
Went from most hated to the new God flow
I guess that’s a feeling only me and Lebron know
I’m living 3 dreams, Biggie Smalls, Dr. Kings, Rodney Kings
Uh, cause we can’t get along, no resolution
Till we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
All money, you sold your soul
Nah man, mad people was frontin’
God damn, we made it here from nothing
Picture worth your whole life, and it can’t cut through
That can mess up your whole life, like the uncle that touched you
What has the world come to?
I’m from the 312, where cops don’t come through, and dreams don’t come through
Like where did God go, in his Murcielago
Went from working McDonalds, barely paying the car note
Even got enough to get his mama a condo
People came shot him in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you feel you Sunday service
I got green in my eyes, follow this Eric Sermon
Did Moses not part the water with the cane
Did Noah make the arc when I made it rain
Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and Dame
And went to Jacob’s and made the new Jesus Chains
In Jesus name, let the choir say
I’m on fire ayy, that’s what Richard Pryor Say
And we annihilate anybody that violate
Ask any dopeboy you know, they admire Ye’

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Azealia Banks - Nathan Lyrics and Video (Ft. Styles P)

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[Azealia Banks]
What up, what up?
Do you motherfuckers
Wanna gamble with your luck?
Better roll four, five, six
Then up and up
I’mma roll head, crack trips
You got the nuts?
I’mma call your bluff like
“I’m next, small talk”
Never turn the big bucks
Fine man, fuck got they
Hand and with a fucking fine man
Smoke a lotta ciga
Do a nigga have to bust this nigga?
I don’t wanna slump this nigga
I don’t wanna dump this nigga
I don’t wanna lunch this nigga
I don’t wanna hit your little goon
In the chest and the stomach
Douche gut this nigga
You don’t really want this nigga

Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan

Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Stay talking that shit, y’all hating
(Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan)

[Styles P]
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Fuck is y’all anticipating?
That will make me just lose my patience
Grab a gun and just strip you naked
No KONY, no island
Phony nigga, you was never wildin’
Warrior nigga, I’m forever styling
No trying, four five ‘em
We looking for ‘em, I’m lying
Two guns up, I’m riding
You ain’t looking for me, I ain’t hiding
Ain’t the park nigga, no sliding
You could see saw, see a sawed-off or C4
“Bom Pow!”
Nigga Batman words
“Where the juice?”
Nigga gat man words
“Where’s the bread?”
Nigga fat man words
“Where’s the block?”
Nigga crack man words
Ya niggas, ya niggas
Can’t fuck with my niggas
That’s my word
Yeah it’s Ghost
And Azealia Banks
Go head nigga
You can feel that shank
Go head nigga
Just light your dank
Mind your business
And drink your drink
Yeah!

[Azealia Banks]
Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Stay talking that shit, y’all hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan

Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Stay talking that shit, y’all hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan

Ketchup
I’m hot, dog
Frankfurters, you’re Nathan
But relish hatin’
Trust me, I pop off
Ain’t one of ya’ll
None of ya’ll gonna make it
Spread you like Mustard
Don’t trust em’
Burn em’, boil em’
Grill em’, bake em’
Nada, no problem
Zero, zilch em’, vacant
It’s nothing- Nathan
Back to the basics, poppin’ Aces
Poker face, I’ll pop your face in
You already know I got this blazin’
Back up with that cocky statement
Don’t make me have to cock my favorite
How you want it, roof or basement?
Birds Eye view or bottom lake it
How bout gon strip to make it?
Stripped em naked, stripped the bacon
Left this muthafucka with his pistol shaking
Racy like eight Jamaicans
Bust your nigga Grape and
I scraped his Raisin
Kept my cool and I held my patience
I bet your boy becomes a Trauma patient
I bet your boy ease up the Combination
If you ain’t talking money
Skip the conversation

Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Stay talking that shit, y’all hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan

Y’all niggas, stay hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan
Y’all niggas don’t want no drama
(Y’all niggas don’t want no problems)
Y’all niggas, y’all niggas, y’all niggas
Y’all niggas, none of ya’ll want it
Stay talking that shit, y’all hating
Y’all niggas ain’t getting Nathan

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Mary J. Blige - Why (Remix) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Rick Ross, Wale, Stalley & Meek Mill)

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I’ve been logging in my bed, crying til my eyes are red
We both said that things will change
But it’s still the same shade of gray
I get mad you walk away
When it all just start to fade
I know you’re fed up so am I
But we just can’t say goodbye
Boy, you know I love you
But I just can’t go on no more
Feelin’ this way

[Chorus]
You got me sayin’ why, why, why?
Can’t we get it right?
Just can’t get it right
Don’t know why, why, why?
Can’t we get it right
No matter how hard we try

I got her looking at me sideways
Live every night like it’s a Friday
My conversations are so monumental
Licking on her ear, I’m whispering a couple riddles
She fell in love with my technique
I made her call me boss when in the bedsheets
We both coming from the same place
All in her both coming at the same place
Still on my dope boy swag
Top down on my Cam’ron, Oh boy swag
Played the hand we were dealt from the beginning, baby
You the dealer, cut the deck, while we winning baby

[Chorus]

Can’t we turn love around
We build it up to break it down
If you knew the way I feel
You would know that this love is real
But live in heaven, go to hell then
Go right back, across the lesson
Tired of stressin’, get the message
I can’t live in this depression no more
Boy, you know I love you
But I just can’t go on feeling like this no more

[Chorus]

Back on my own again
I don’t want this to end
But baby I need a friend to show me some more
And i think it should be you

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Willie Taylor - 12 Play Lyrics and Video

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Give em a little 12 play
just a little 12 play
give a little 12 play
be mine if I give you some of my
12 play, give em a little 12 play
just a little 12 play

SING IT OUT

1 will go to my room for fun
2, and I’ll seek need your touch
3, ’cause tonight I’m gonna feel your fantasy
ohh yeah
4, lie down on the floor
5, I cannot wait to come inside
6, anything that’s broken I’ll fade
7, baby spread your legs upon
8, feel me I’m so..
9, see I want you from behind
skipped upon..
10, baby climb upon of me
11, up and down will go and see
12, and that’s when I’m go, down on my knees
giving you some of my

Give em a little 12 play
just a little 12 play
give a little 12 play
be mine if I give you some of my
12 play, give em a little 12 play
just a little 12 play

12 play
give em a little
once the life goes down
there’ll be no foolling round
sing it
12 play
give em a little 12 play

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DJ Drama - My Moment Lyrics and Video (Ft. 2 Chainz, Meek Mill & Jeremih)

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[DJ Drama]
You see I been waiting
Waiting on that time
Feel me if you been waiting on yours
That moment…
Is close

[Hook: Jeremih]
Tired of living day to day like everything is alright
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Old dude met mom it was on
Then he named me over a phone, prison term
Live and learn, sippin’ syrup with my vision blurred
Take this cup of reality, niggas finna err
When you start from the bottom you can see the top
So when you get to it, don’t let ‘em see the spot
Next thing you know you lookin’ for a rent sign
Upper echelon, bitch we skip line
I remember reminiscing in the kitchen like
I wonder when the Braves gon’ win it
I wonder when the Falcons gon’ get here
Pyrex vison, made more than I ever made with DTP this year

[Hook: Jeremiah]
Tired of livin’ day to day like everything is alright
Livin like theres one thing on my mind
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment
Waiting on my moment
you say you got that OG hell
Next time thats mine
Long as I stay hustlin im gon’ shine
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Just waiting on my moment
Bad hoes im shonin
Time came and I owned it
Just like Lebron James and start ballin
When I touch the block I cracked the block
When I pulled up in that ? drop
With that roof off and my shoes off
On you bitch niggas, Real talk
Real nigga in my hood, who errbody gon’ root for
They see my come from that bottom
Where errbody get bout it
They told me get em, I got em
Now im here nigga like yeah nigga
Just rolls royce and Bugattis
And m4 this year nigga
If I dont grind, I dont shine
If I dont shine, then I don’ eat
Won’t eat, then ima starve
If ima starve, I pull heat
On all yall bitch ass niggas
All yall rich azz niggas
Cuz if I don’ make no money nigga
Im gon’ take yo money nigga

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: Jeremiah]
Since life ain’t promised..
Live it up live it up live it up
Here before it come this far
Give it up give it up give it up
“I won’t” give it up give it up give up
Until I have it all, YEAH

[Hook:]

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Little Mix - Wings Lyrics and Video

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Mamma told me not to waste my life
She said spread your wings my little butterfly

Don't let what they say keep you up at night
And if they give you shhhh..
Then they can walk on by

My feet, feet can't touch the ground
And I can't hear a sound
But you just keep on running up your mouth yeah

Walk, walk on over there
Cos I'm too fly to care, oh yeah
Your words don't mean a thing
I'm not listening
Keep walking, all I know is

Mamma told me not to waste my life
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don't let what they say keep you up at night
And they can't detain you
Coz wings are made to fly
And we don't let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won't hurt me
Don't matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

Huh huh...
I'm firing up on that runway
I know we're gonna get their someday
But we don't need no ready steady go, no
Talk, talk turns into air
And I don't even care, oh yeah

Your words don't mean a thing
I'm not listening
Keep walking, all I know is

Mamma told me not to waste my life
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don't let what they say keep you up at night
And they can't detain you
Coz wings are made to fly
And we don't let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won't hurt me
Don't matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

I don't need no one saying hey, hey, hey, hey
I don't hear no one saying hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
You better keep on walking
I don't wanna hear your talking boy
You better keep on walking
I don't wanna hear your talking boy

Your words don't mean a thing
I'm not listening
Keep walking, all I know is

Mamma told me not to waste my life
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don't let what they say keep you up at night
And they can't detain you
Coz wings are made to fly
And we don't let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say it won't hurt me
Don't matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly

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Kelis - Distance Lyrics and Video

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Is there someone else on your mind
When your lips press up on mine
I taste the difference
Now I need some distance

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