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OJ Da Juiceman - Larry Bird Lyrics and Video (Ft. Lil Dre)

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51, 50, 51, 50 nigga!

Chorus: (x2)
The way I work my wrist I should have played with Larry Bird
32 bangs, just so Larry Bird
Gimmie gimmie cookie… just so Larry Bird
And my trap going in and I’m just so Larry Bird

The rap in the… brick fabric
Fifty goons ready for the…
I put that on my homie
I work my wrist every tourney
These niggers don’t know about work
Talk to these niggers..
First nigger made the track say hey
Let ‘em go …racks for the OK!
Turn up! 33… for the yey
Burn all shit and…
Choppers… make a nigger do a damn car wheel
He flew, I flew he be..
My wrist is…
Count the money still… on the industry
My back don’t swing, got the hitches
Old school still sitting on inches
One million is not for affection…
Ask me what I asked myself, oh boss, oh boss, oh boss
Ask me what I tell these haters (what’s that?)
I bowl, I bowl, I bowl

Chorus: (x2)
The way I work my wrist I should have played with Larry Bird
32 bangs, just so Larry Bird
Gimmie gimmie cookie… just so Larry Bird
And my trap going in and I’m just so Larry Bird

Larry Bird.. I’ll be selling bricks
Straight… when I cook my fish.
All my.. trying to get rich
Trying to make a profit of a 36
Pull up and catch my trap
34 inch I’ll sell the..
Still a rich…with a mouth full of gold..
Forward to top, and forward to bottom
Catch me to… drop me down out a ball
Play out, make a neighborhood holler
…real street color
Stay there first, talk about my color
Don’t know enough niggas…
Say you want a… so you know I like a charger
Stay there first, talk about my color
Don’t know a…
Say you wanna preach so you know I want…

Chorus: (x2)
The way I work my wrist I should have played with Larry Bird
32 bangs, just so Larry Bird
Gimmie gimmie cookie… just so Larry Bird
And my trap going in and I’m just so Larry Bird

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Citizen Cope - One Lovely Day Lyrics and Video

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[Verse 1:]
She won’t give in,
She won’t crack a smile or a grin.
She won’t give in,
But she sure is different.

It’s written in red
All in her eyes,
There’s no disguise.
Well she lost so much until one day

[Chorus:]
Together we could go,
To where there ain’t no more pain,
Together we could fly,
To where there’s time for you and I.
Together we could walk
To the river, stand with the families,
Move to the sound of the band of Atlantis,
One lovely day,
One lovely day,
One lovely day,
One lovely day.

[Verse 2:]
She won’t let on,
The feelings she got ain’t so strong,
She won’t let on,
But I’m never gonna leave her alone.

It’s written in red
All in her eyes,
There’s no disguise.
Well she lost so much until one day, yeah…

[Chorus x2]

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The xx - Angels Lyrics and Video

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Light reflects from your shadow
It is more than i thought could exist
You move through the room
Like breathing was easy
If someone believed me

They would be
As in love with you as i am
They would be
As in love with you as i am
They would be
In love, love, love

And everyday
I am learning about you
The things that no one else sees
And the end comes too soon
Like dreaming of angels
And leaving without them
And leaving without them

Being
As in love with you as i am
Being
As in love with you as i am
Being
As in love, love, love

And with words unspoken
A silent devotion
I know you know what i mean
And the end is unknown
But i think i’m ready
As long as you’re with me

Being
As in love with you as i am
Being
As in love with you as i am
Being
As in love, love, love

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Nas - Give It Up Fast Lyrics and Video

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Got out the airport, the Mobb pick me up in the truck
Jury junkie like fuck, I ain't scared to get stuck
So what's the deal poppy? You heard the feds almost got me
I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby

Negotiating like an Illuminati network
Don't catch a body experts and retrospect till the foul connect
When I lost but back then was my fault
Now it's time to floss

Eye for an eye what's mine is yours
I need a suite with the flowers
Complementary at Trump Towers
Sit at the table we can build for hours

On gettin' riches, a cinch, take a glimpse
The World Is Yours written all over the blimps
Here's a toast to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning
From and prima, loads of women rockin' linen

I got a plan to blow the Hiroshima, Japan
Movin' niggas out tha hood and just divide 'em with fam
Ay yo, the bitches like G Money said to us, man
About the dick like the horse with the cowboy brand

Give it up fast, quick and not slow
Not goin' to the tables if it's not about dough
Son you know Mobb Deep is runnin' this shit
QBC, nigga grab your click

Yeah son, I'm feelin' it, opposition want me dead, concealin' shit
Four gats got me livin', kid, rushin' through my pyramid
You secondary, go against the grain then you adversary
Had to bury niggas on my side, that snitch

Ran his mouth like a bitch, now he's layin' in a ditch
Daily dug for himself on his grave I had to piss
Scud missile never miss you
Hit you, scratch you off, we left Jim Star rip through

You metal deeper, you ain't havin' it me either
It's drama, ain't got time for no breathers
Rapper Noyd make these niggas into believers

Huh, huh
Hey Noyd, what up this cat right here, man
Word up

The tough guy strong me, I guess he got plans to ruin me
He want ta do me slowly but surely I beat his fast ass a bit early
Grabbed the biased raid, the shit was curly
Put the drome to his dome let him know it's never early

You can slide before I snatch the heat from his side
Saw the devil in disguise by the look in his eyes
He was surprised I snatched him up regulated his gat
And backed him up, stepped to the side, P blast em up

Hey yo, cannons are rough, you got strucked up, ya strokes slit
So rapper nigga playin' thug try to pro shit
(Yo, kill that nigga, man)
All I remember was I shot for his throat G
You see big guns and 3-D is haunting

It gets deep, fuckin' with these Chinese
Thai weed burnin' my hip from hot gats
Burnin' my lips from roach clips
Catch me on 40th and Bootlegger in the a.m.

These 'R-tape meridian' cats, insomniacs
Four in the mornin' we throwin' back some Cognac juice
Lettin' gats loose in the blue van blitz through
These kids too couldn't find the pistol

Ay yo, I got the Lexus, holdin' my necklace
I'm bent off some next shit, gasoline wick, a kerosene twist
Stumblin', place of my gun right, it's slipped down its caliber
Lookin' for chicks that he can stab now

Numbed up for my fiery cup, I held juice of sin's nectar
Saints found they youth
Mega-action, bitches all around ready to fuck
Big asses, you bought all the shit, pressin' ya luck

My pipe games like a night train top speed through ya warm piece
to say the least

Give up the pussy fast, quick and not slow
Not goin' to the cell if it ain't a freak show
Said you know Mobb Deep is plannin' this shit
QBC, niggas grab their click

Give it up fast, quick and not slow
Not goin' to the tables if it's not about dough
Son you know Mobb Deep is runnin' this shit
QBC, nigga grab your click

(And that's how it go)
And that's it nigga
(If it ain't a freak show)
It ain't a freak show

Ya know what I'm sayin'?
(Don't give up, don't give up, don't give up)
Don't go
(You know the deal)
Rapper Noyd, rapper P, Nas, Havoc to the exit

Niggas we out, what up
(The Infamous)
It's over baby
(Fuck 9-6 to 9-7)
Tell the rest of the crew

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K. Michelle - Ghost Lyrics and Video

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I can’t believe my eyes, can’t believe what I’m seeing
What, what a surprise, I can’t I can’t believe it
You used to be so many colors than me
Now when I look at you all I see is clear.
And nothing else in this world mattered to me
Just as long as I had you near.

I step right out the highest building think that I could walk the sky
Tell me that, now I believe.
But this will be the last time you made me cry
‘cause this ain’t nothing but a small screen.

A ghost, you’re nothing but a ghost to me
A ghost, and you don’t exist no more.
You’re nothing but a ghost to me
A ghost, and you don’t exist no more.

See, you used to be my dream, now all you do is on me
Go, go, go.
Go, go, go.

I used to think heaven when I looked at you
Because you were an angel to me.
But now all the hell that you took me through
Baby, you lost your wings.

I used to feel like I was on top of the world
With you I would go anywhere.
Until I woke up at the bottom of desert
And thought you weren’t lying there.

A ghost, you’re nothing but a ghost to me
A ghost, and you don’t exist no more.
You’re nothing but a ghost to me
A ghost, and you don’t exist no more.

See, you used to be my dream, now all you do is on me
Go, go, go.
Just go, just go, just go.

Oh, you used to love me
But now I’m lonely, I see you drifting.
Ever since you broke my heart in two
I don’t wanna have nothing to you.

Now even though I still love you, boy
I better walk away from you, boy
I got my string, I can’t do this
Scratch your name on my lips.

A ghost, you’re nothing but a ghost to me
A ghost, and you don’t exist no more.
You’re nothing but a ghost to me
A ghost, and you don’t exist no more.

See, you used to be my dream, now all you do is on me
Go, go, go.
Just go, just go, just go.

I can’t believe my eyes, can’t believe what I’m seeing
What, what a surprise, I can’t I can’t believe it
You’re a ghost.

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Cassidy - Shaq And Penny Lyrics and Video (Ft. Chubby Jag)

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Y’already know huh
Flyest fat niggas you know
Chubby, Lost and Found, T Dot what happenin’?
Let ‘em know

I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny

I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny

Ok, Chubby Jag on that new shit
Homie true shit, I’m too sick
I’m on point like a tooth pick
If there’s beef you can call me Ruth Chris
Ha, yellow stones with the blue mix
Whole rack for my new kicks
Station wagon my old ho
That new Jag is my new bitch
I’m ridin’ ‘round and get lil brain
Cuz I’m walkin’ ‘round like I’m too flamed
Got me in the leave with a new game
So just fall back, you too lame
My kick game so sick at home
I’m walkin’ ‘round like Liu Kang
It’s my, I spend it
I’m walkin’ ‘round like 2 Chainz
Real nigga you starin’ at
Can’t beat me with no fake look
A thousand hoes wanna fuck subby
They like a nigga, no Facebook
On the taker just one time
So we lookin’ out for the one time
Cold kid, I got dumb lines
I’m eatin’ up like it’s lunch time
Hustle hard like it’s crunch time
My new song, made a theme on it
New strap, got a beam on it
Purple juice, I lean on it
Any nigga wanna say somethin’
You best believe that I’m callin’ out
Getting work off like I’m callin’ out
Shaw and Penny, we ballin’ out

I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny

Purple lean, I’m juiced up
Purple haze, great good stuff
I’m with this chick that I scooped up
I’m fuckin’ and chuckin’ the dudes up
I’m in the coup with the roof up
Cuz I’m too stuck and my eyes red
Before my bred, I clap gats and that snap back when you guys here
You’d better listen to what I said
When I talk, all ears
I push the rock like Rondo
But shoot shots like Paul Pearce
I’m on my job all year
My diamonds break cuz the rhymes are right
I’m tryna write, I’m kinda short
Spendin’ all my money, I’m buyin’ ‘em high
When I’m on the mike I’m kinda nice
So I’mma blow like dynamite
Her vagina tight, I’m a pimper man
Chicks like me, no Instagram
I’ve been the man, ain’t shit switched
And I get chicks, they lick dick
I’m a twit pick the swallower and show it to all my followers
That’s the way your baller play
Jag shakin’, I’m hard away
Gucci belt and some skinnies on
Polo shirt and some panties on
I’ma spend til the Benji’s gone
Don’t you ever compare me to them
I’m so fly and I’m so high
My eyes lookin’ like Jeremy Lynn

I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny

I’ve got heaters maxin’ semis, come to hoes I’m mackin’ many
Come to cash me the cash, I’m stackin’ plenty
Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny Shaq and Penny
Yep, just call ‘em Shaq and Penny
Talkin’ guap, we stakin’ plenty
Yea we ballin’, Shaq and Penny

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Cassidy - Rondo Lyrics and Video

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I’m ‘bout that, niggas know the motto
You can it cheap homie if you know who I know
‘Bout to make it rain, get your poncho
Niggas start the trip in 9 zone man, Rondo
Rondo Rondo (I run the team) Rondo Rondo
(Ball for the green) Rondo Rondo
I’m known to make a shit sound mean out this bitch (Rondo Rondo)

Couple racks, nice whip
Blood would droll roll like a night stick
I’m talkin’ shots, I’m talkin’ lando
I’m a star, blue chip
Bangin’ that Rosay, money make you come
Say your head dumb? Well bitch come give me some
Catch me in the club where them bottles pop
My goons packin’ more metal than Robocop
No pat downs, we pass security
So we can be a whole lot of fulerie
I see a bad chick, I’m on the pronto
She’d better be a 9, Rondo

I’m ‘bout that, niggas know the motto
You can it cheap homie if you know who I know
‘Bout to make it rain, get your poncho
Niggas start the trip in 9 zone man, Rondo
Rondo Rondo (I run the team) Rondo Rondo
(Ball for the green) Rondo Rondo
I’m known to make a shit sound mean out this bitch (Rondo Rondo)

I’m ballin’ like Rondo, I’m on the grind yo
Tryna make a dollar out a nickel and a dime yo
That money on my mind yo, large car smaller than the condo
I put that on my mind yo
If it’s beef I left the 9 blow
Stay with the Heat like Alonso
Change your name to John Doe
I could I could box and I could rhyme so
When I rhyme yo you hear a bunch of punches like the combo
Yo you city cats and I’m here to rob your scary ass
I wear the mask and ask where the cash
If your pockets fat like your hairy ass
I was grindin’ white from line kill pipe to airy abb
You could tell them grindin’ by the yella diamonds
From now on call me canary Cass
Ain’t no bitch with me, plus I got a click with me
And my click strapped, big gats
Big max, Mickey D
In this world you can’t get shit for free
So I get the key and then whip the key
Bag the rock the pass the rock
Nobody got more resist than me

I’m ‘bout that, niggas know the motto
You can it cheap homie if you know who I know
‘Bout to make it rain, get your poncho
Niggas start the trip in 9 zone man, Rondo
Rondo Rondo (I run the team) Rondo Rondo
(Ball for the green) Rondo Rondo
I’m known to make a shit sound mean out this bitch (Rondo Rondo)

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Cassidy - She Off The Hook Lyrics and Video

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Millions love ‘er, wanna I get ‘er all alone
But when they call her number they can’t get ‘er on the phone
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch
But when they hit ‘er up she ain’t never pickin’ up
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

Damn this chick is beautiful but she be actin’ unusual
And I’m a true thug so boo love is somethin’ I refuse to do
I’m through with you cuz who is you?
Boo, I can’t even Google you
You fine as hell but I’m cute as you
I’m just tryna know like a cubical
Every time I dial your number I can’t even get through to you
Bitch, what the fuck did I do to you?
I’m not the dudes that you used to screw
I could never get used to you
And you can do what you choose to do
But you get on my nerves, you’s a bird – hocka doodle doo

Millions love ‘er, wanna I get ‘er all alone
But when they call her number they can’t get ‘er on the phone
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch
But when they hit ‘er up she ain’t never pickin’ up
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

A lot of weed and alcohol, I got the drugs then drop the all
I popped ‘er off, took the condom off
She mop me up til my cock was soft
She saw me in the shoppin’ mall
Like where you’ve been, I said knock it off
I hit you up but you ain’t pick it up
Stop actin’ like you never got the call
You off the hook, look why’s you playin’ ‘round?
What? You tryna play me now? Why you actin’ all crazy now?
Remember when I laid you down and you begged me to stay around?
Threaten is somethin’ you can’t do so why you actin’ all brand new?

Millions love ‘er, wanna I get ‘er all alone
But when they call her number they can’t get ‘er on the phone
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch
But when they hit ‘er up she ain’t never pickin’ up
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

Telephone man, there’s something wrong with my line
When I dial ‘er number, I get the click every time
I would stop callin’ but she Halle Berry fine
Bobby like a Kardashian. Why the hell she not answerin’?
I’m the man, word is bomb. What’s going on? I don’t understand
Every day I’m with another chick so I guess this chick wants some other man
Fuck it man, I need to put this phone down
Cuz she off the hook, you hear that phone sound
That’s why I’m callin’ her phone now

Millions love ‘er, wanna I get ‘er all alone
But when they call her number they can’t get ‘er on the phone
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

She got me messed up, baby tryna get in touch
But when they hit ‘er up she ain’t never pickin’ up
Cuuuz she off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)
She off the hook (she off the hook) she off the hook (she off the hook)

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Waka Flocka Flame - 24 Hours Lyrics and Video

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24 hours, still going strong,
i want the money and the power, they choppin’ in my zone,
they choppin’ in my zone, hater, lean me on
i get money by myself, you know cushious might get on.
24 hours, still going strong,
i want the money and the power, they choppin’ in my zone,
they choppin’ in my zone, hater, lean me on
i get money by myself, you know cushious might get on.

i play so so you’re my time, you niggers not my type,
imma get money, nigger, shawty, all my bitches like.
i know you playing around, boy, you ain’t really right
facing like you’re stripping you were never said it wide.
as he got the others rappers, shawty you ain’t by the line
24 hours, that’s all a nigger need to get the money and the power, bitches on my dick
i’m from down cali, georgia, who i’m selling drugs to
everybody here buzzing, playing on a lean
for let you out of cast, serve your ass and give me a break.
be hoes at night and then the bitches ain’t shit
they fuck and buzz around , bottles in the outfit.

24 hours, still going strong,
i want the money and the power, they choppin’ in my zone,
they choppin’ in my zone, hater, lean me on
i get money by myself, you know cushious might get on.
24 hours, still going strong,
i want the money and the power, they choppin’ in my zone,
they choppin’ in my zone, hater, lean me on
i get money by myself, you know cushious might get on.

i’d be down in these hoes, i’ll pass ‘em to my bro
chaz on the chain, he don’t fuck with no name
stay to myself but these niggers all they changed
kid a mother grey, now they’re screaming up the chain
24 year old nigger, i can never scream your name.
shout out to some real niggers, from the damn belaine,
don’t always say they’re robbing, we only say a thing
my young’s boy crazy, he’s gonna bust your brain.
waka flocka flame, you can call me real fleer.
i run a five chain and i lit ‘em like a flame
my dogs selling dope way slim, he don’t care
want the money and the power, the rest don’t care.

24 hours, still going strong,
i want the money and the power, they choppin’ in my zone,
they choppin’ in my zone, hater, lean me on
i get money by myself, you know cushious might get on.
24 hours, still going strong,
i want the money and the power, they choppin’ in my zone,
they choppin’ in my zone, hater, lean me on
i get money by myself, you know cushious might get on.

wait, hold up. can i come down? i’m too high.
chop out of your prase range, fuck, nigger, i’m too fly.
wondering like who that? is some nigger that new got
take your bitch and i break your bitch and make your bitch say “woo-sa”
you’re soft, nigger, i peak that, you pussy nigger, i eat that.
my roof gone, my seat back, that change, nigger, just keep that.
i’m just getting this cake, bro, these other niggers be faking, though
proach nigger from ny but i’m right around you’re clackin’.
you don’t know me, so fall back, you try to fly, get shot, nigger.
stop telling me keep it cool, i told your ass i’m a high nigger
all these niggers be rapping beefing, fuck niggers ain’t g done
in a point you ain’t let it go, i hid the gas and i’m speeding up.

24 hours, still going strong,
i want the money and the power, they choppin’ in my zone,
they choppin’ in my zone, hater, lean me on
i get money by myself, you know cushious might get on.
24 hours, still going strong,
i want the money and the power, they choppin’ in my zone,
they choppin’ in my zone, hater, lean me on
i get money by myself, you know cushious might get on.

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