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MC Eiht - Blue Stamp Lyrics and Video

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'Blue Stamp' Lyrics - MC Eiht
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Yeah, blue stamp official
Keep it counter

Yeah, 8 kid to shut em down, ghetto be the pro now
Love it cause it’s underground
Just like the shot lights, tell me how you seen
The hoes with the pretty face, ass extreme
Dreams of fucking a celebrity, yeah
Stuck up in the ass but them love hood did
Yeah, you know the motton, hennesy bottle
In the lap, right next to the strap, the homies follow
Ghetto, yeah so infamous, screaming innocence, with the evidence
Jail fight for the young and mean I represent
Shady promoters, niggas grown ever since
Long as the beat keep banging, niggas come
The hoes sing every word, feel good, ha
That’s what a motherfucker bring
You stamped official, so let the shit bring

[Hook]
Get yours niggas I get mine
And everything is fine, and give it the blue stamp
Get yours niggas I get mine
We on push the line and give it the blue stamp
Get yours niggas I get mine
We run from one time and give it the blue stamp
Niggas yeah, rep your town
Bitches, yeah, rep your town

You’re a customer, so the product ride
So every fucking thang gonna be so tight alright
Soon the elite go to business vary
Fight for the neighborhood I’m a missionary
Wake up everybody, we back in the place
Some real niggas and bitches invade your space
Give a fuck where you from, homes store up your fingers
A new ghetto tone for your …ringers
Tryina bring back the sound that you missing bad
Get rid of these phoney motherfuckers drinks and fats
8 got your medicines
Yes, bomb, my bomb niggas all in, fuck with me
Some niggas loyalty is only skin deep
We straight from the street, so they talk it don’t speak
I say your name so weak, it’s compton everyday I rep it in my sleep

[Hook]
Get yours niggas I get mine
And everything is fine, and give it the blue stamp
Get yours niggas I get mine
We on push the line and give it the blue stamp
Get yours niggas I get mine
We run from one time and give it the blue stamp
Niggas yeah, rep your town
Bitches, yeah, rep your town

Niggas from the hood so it’s guarantee west
It’s where a nigga headed, so the brain don’t rest
It’s no competition, the amateurs don’t impress
It’s money over hoes, you trick you don’t mess
Gangster, gangster, heard all about
The only nigga’s back in town runnin her mouth
Tryian smoke a couple palm trees
Niggas banging impala music
You know them og’s
Compton, niggas where your dues pay
Sliding in my ride, house shoes, sippin coole
Who you wanna fade, compton original
Fuck it, this the west nigga, any individual
Bump a couple towns now send the residuals
Want the real west coast, nigga here it goes
Nigga make it sound so real,
The drive by music so good in your ear, come on

[Hook]
Get yours niggas I get mine
And everything is fine, and give it the blue stamp
Get yours niggas I get mine
We on push the line and give it the blue stamp
Get yours niggas I get mine
We run from one time and give it the blue stamp
Niggas yeah, rep your town
Bitches, yeah, rep your town.

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MC Eiht - Blue Stamp



Project Pat - Everything Louie Lyrics and Video (Ft. JuicyJ)

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'Everything Louie' Lyrics - Project Pat (Ft. JuicyJ)
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[Hook]
Everything is louie, everything is louie, everything is louie
Everything is louie, everything is louie, everything is louie
Everything is, everything is, everything is louie
Everything is louie, everything is louie, everything is louie
Everything is louie, everything is louie, everything is louie
Everything is, everything is, everything is louie

I’m pulling louie 13, louie v to the floor
She says she love my louie belt, then my pants at the floor
Louie shades, lv, duffle bag full of dough
Louie shoes, louie bag, lv’s on that hoe
Smokin california weed, number kush in this bitch
Could play checkers on my belt, with the damie brick
Louie this, louie there, I’m just so nigga rich
Look like my back hit a rodeo, louie b lick
She’s a fashion whore, she a suck a louie v dick
My shades louie, clothes louie, hoe I’m dressed in this shit
My cars are all louie, like a boutique in this bitch
I got a scarf to match the boots, you think it’s cold in this bitch!

[Hook]
Everything is louie, yes sir everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir
Everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir
Everything is, everything is, everything is louie, yes sir
Everything is louie, yes sir everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir
Everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir
Everything is, everything is, everything is louie, yes sir

I pull up in my foreign whip, bitches call me master
Louie scully, louie scarf, icy like alaska
Knock your bitch pussy out the park, louie scar ya
Everything louie v down to the rubbers
Getting pussy while I’m flexin, louie v covers
Poster for you haters, coaster swag see the muggers
Everything louie, if you broke, don’t put your hands on it
Louie v, louie bag, bad bitches dance for it
Everything louie bitch, closet is a fashion show
Where the red carpet cause I’m louie v castro
Louie atttitude, super star I’m an astro
Overseas just to get this here, where your passport?!

[Hook]
Everything is louie, yes sir everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir
Everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir
Everything is, everything is, everything is louie, yes sir
Everything is louie, yes sir everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir
Everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir, everything is louie, yes sir
Everything is, everything is, everything is louie, yes sir.

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Mistah F.A.B. - This What’s Cool Lyrics and Video

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Chorus:
My city got more murders than yours
My hood got more killers than you
My block got more drug dealers than you
And it's the type of shit that niggas really think it's cool!
They're telling on their cell, look at the Instagram pictures
Posing with guns, rolling weed, blowing swishers
Sipping hell of syrup, drinking hell of liquor
And it's the type of shit that niggas really think it's cool!

We salute the drug dealers but look down on drug users
When both are the problem, that's no hope for the future
We're bragging incarceration, like that deserves congratulations
We have welcome home parties, but neglect those that are graduating!
We drink poison, smoke death, snore lethal, shoot evil
Fabricate about our wealth, and willing to die for their people
Fake love for fake thugs.. one should…
And as soon as we lose a loved one we just add them to our swears like:
“Swear on lil G, no! Swear on baby T
But I swear these swears really don't mean anything!”
It's an escape from the lies and the harsh realities
And a constant reminder about the constant casualties
See, we claim to be brothers, but we kill one another
Can't love that child when child don't love that mother!
Can't love that son, when son don't love that father
Ain't nobody listening, man, why should I even bother?

Chorus:
My city got more murders than yours
My hood got more killers than you
My block got more drug dealers than you
And it's the type of shit that niggas really think it's cool!
They're telling on their cell, look at the Instagram pictures
Posing with guns, rolling weed, blowing swishers
Sipping hell of syrup, drinking hell of liquor
And it's the type of shit that niggas really think it's cool!

I was watching world star the other day seen a two year old that smoke
In my city the other day, a two year old got smoked!
Black people praised the preacher like Roman Catholics praise the Pope
Church house or crack house with chapel one gives you hope!
Obama won again so now they are saying two terms
But as long as we ear the two chains, no one really has concerns
That's no distant city, that's my brother one fifty
Just a mentality and the youth is all bad in my city!
Hurts my heart to see the news, as the people we're confused
As a man loses wife, waiting in line for some shoes
Like a hundred and fifty dollars is life valued like
Twenty five to life for some…
And it's hard in the ghetto, man the light it's not smooth
But leave it after us, you will think this life's cool like:

Posing with guns, rolling weed, blowing swishers
Sipping hell of syrup, drinking hell of liquor!

Chorus:
My city got more murders than yours
My hood got more killers than you
My block got more drug dealers than you
And it's the type of shit that niggas really think it's cool!
They're telling on their cell, look at the Instagram pictures
Posing with guns, rolling weed, blowing swishers
Sipping hell of syrup, drinking hell of liquor
And it's the type of shit that niggas really think it's cool!

They say… fell off, bring back the yellow bus
I say OK, I'mma bring back promotion of the drugs
The death and the violence, the bullets and the guns
The misguided message, the waste of righteous tongue
The fuck tomorrow attitude, the malice and the ruin
Then what am I doing? Just wasting my influence!
The care free, twenty three, young fly me
I'm cool, thanks to my daughter, Liberty

Chorus:
My city got more murders than yours
My hood got more killers than you
My block got more drug dealers than you
And it's the type of shit that niggas really think it's cool!
They're telling on their cell, look at the Instagram pictures
Posing with guns, rolling weed, blowing swishers
Sipping hell of syrup, drinking hell of liquor
And it's the type of shit that niggas really think it's cool

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Mistah F.A.B. - This What’s Cool

Nickelus F - My Third Cuzzin Lyrics and Video

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I’m locked, I’m cold, this pain is all that I know
I just lost everything I love
Know I’m broke, my heart’s on cold
Yeah, I smoke weed, I drink liquor
Pop pill cause it make me feel good
We talk and talk right the soul my soul
And motherfucker make sure that my deal good
Sacrifice, sacrifice, bitch ass nigga go and grab a knife
Stab youe wife, hoe you rats are gambling nigga, grab the dice
Fuck you boy, fuck you bitch
Hearing all that subliminal shit
Swear bout hoe we can get in some shit
Fuck you up and the nigga you with

Can you hear me, can you see me,
I’ve been calling it’s the weegy
I send curses to my haters,
Middle finger to the fb
They say they wanted, but the more don’t wanna see me
I’m the shadow that came out your wall,
I came to leave you jb

Nyck, fu, yes you
Hold on home, let me smoke my fruit
Turn your ass to a vegetable
I’m killin, I kill the shit
They know the name and the word buzzin
And I’m storting lies and I’m …
When they jaw’s missing, my third cuzzin

We ran up on the stakes, just came off the block
These niggas that I’m with, spending hela gwap
These bitches that we with, won’t drop it till it’s stop
They know I be that nigga, so the party people shout
Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga
Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga
Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga
Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga

Hey, watch your mouth or get it broke
Jaw stop that car malone
Get that close that it’s a hoe
We go hard on em, break hard, sleep stars on them
They curse us to hell, they call god on them
The cops on them
You could never understand, you ain’t been through shit my nig
Hope you got a ghetto plan, I just throw my mask on
Hop up in that bento van, that really ain’t your …part
You’re big think cause my little mess
Right bout all you asshole, act like you gonn drop something
You tadpole, go back home
It’s about that murder everytime I spit
Get it up in check everytime I bleed
And your girl got wet when she … about teeth

We ran up on the stakes, just came off the block
These niggas that I’m with, spending hela gwap
These bitches that we with, won’t drop it till it’s stop
They know I be that nigga, so the party people shout
Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga
Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga
Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga
Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga.

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Nickelus F - My Third Cuzzin

Lil Chuckee - Whoop D Woo Lyrics and Video

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'Whoop D Woo' Lyrics - Lil Chuckee
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Hell, what they talking out shit she grabbed on my stick
and then she told me you the hard as out
DJ.. get my hand, make your ass walk it out,
cardiologist, I would take your fucking heart out,
my name just steady balling,
your girl is steady calling, you still talking shit
time to flush your ass and then toll it,
I came from the bottom now my black ass on top,
my homie, wish you change your ass call it bootie shots nasty,
yeah girl that got cake, but she ain't get none of my cake
talking bout she want Louie Vuitton, you better put your shit on lil away
then walk up my stair case, and shake that ass in my face,
there's all out in my sofas, until you get to second base,
hold up, bitch I'm fly, fresh than tie,
soon as I pull up I make them haters cry,
all your shit you're sayin you're gonna have a lace to,
got your glad clean in..nigga, that's my whoop D-woo

Hook:
Yeah that's my whoop D woo
better stop talking shit and come right on my whoop D woo
oh I heard you got a dealing, wish I got it 1-2
got your sister in my web, boy that's my whoop D WOO
that whip right there the woo, the woo,
that chain right there my woo, the woo
I forgot her name, fuck it, I call that whoop D woo

Two bad chicks that's 2 for 2
I ask I call her Loop the Loo
I hear it in my two door,
I call that the booties cool,
talk to my slick and my Lucie too
this thirty piece I know Lu the too
you ain't really ballin that's your homie my money bitch tell the truth,
I wa born to G you can ask ..
you ain't have a clue, I'm lose..
she won't rap in the first night,
mhm she get the due,
up up town with boobie boo,
callie oh, with toolie two,
talking bout you're strapped up,
what the hell you mean we got toolies too
what the hell you mean when they move us too,
what the hell you mean we got bullets too,
and when you get the blocka blocka,
yeah you're running like scooby doo,
hold up, bitch I'm fly, fly
fresh than tie, tie, soon as I cool up I make them haters cry,
all the shit you're sayin you gonna have a lace too,
got your girl clean and tallest nigga that's my whoop D woo

Hook:
Yeah that's my whoop D woo
better stop talking shit and come right on my whoop D woo
oh I heard you got a dealing, wish I got it 1-2
got your girl cleaning dishes boy that's my whoop D woo

AH, damn them boys I own them boys,
shoot the hell down I'm..the boy,
make em say he's ABC's, toon but them AK's on them boys,
and I ain't gonna never quit, baby birds I got chicks,
just got me a set of twins, and they relate with my dick
yeah they relate with my dick, yeah they relate with my dick,
and when they get to the finish line, they just lay right on my shit
ain't nobody missing with my click,
and I ain't quit I'm just too sick,
I ask her magician, 'cause it do a lot of tricks,
lyric gang over everything and I put that thing on everything
I'm married to the money, where the fuck is the marry drink,
oh yes we do this, them other niggas they losing,
'cause I'ma still speaking, and I don't speak this milk is
hold up, bitch I'm fly.

Bitch, bitch I'm fly, fresher than tie, tie
soon as pull up, up I make them hater cry cry
all the shit you're saying you're gonna have a lace too,
that your girl wash your dishes swore that's my whoop the woo

Hook:
Yeah that's my whoop D woo, Yeah that's my whoop D woo
better stop talking shit and come right on my whoop D woo
and I heard you got a dealing, wish I got it 1-2
got your sister in my web, boy that's my whoop D WOO.

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Lil Chuckee - Whoop D Woo

zHUNDRED - Overtime Lyrics and Video

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Employe of the month, you can count on me, yeah
If you need something done, yeah I’ll be whatever you need
Yeah I’m thirsty day, yeah I’ll drink for your love, oh yeah, oh yeah
And if you want it done right, done right
I’ll work for you overtime

[Chorus]
I’ve been putting in extra shifts
Working your body overtime
Working hours, passing 9 to 5
Working your body overtime
I’m staying late till I get it right
Working your body overtime
Cause I don’t mind if it takes all night
Working your body overtime

Give me long days at work
And work my fingers to the head
Clock me any night, every day
Not taking leave, I need extra pay
Yeah, taking the extra shifts, if you got more
Yeah take never calling in, that’s my …
Have more time to work, everyday
If you need me girl, I will stay

[Chorus]
I’ve been putting in extra shifts
Working your body overtime
Working hours, passing 9 to 5
Working your body overtime
I’m staying late till I get it right
Working your body overtime
Cause I don’t mind if it takes all night
Working your body overtime

Yeah I’ve been working hard
Till me back is soar
With no complaints, 19 days
And I can feel my muscles, tighening in
But I still go to work everyday

[Chorus]
I’ve been putting in extra shifts
Working your body overtime
Working hours, passing 9 to 5
Working your body overtime
I’m staying late till I get it right
Working your body overtime
Cause I don’t mind if it takes all night
Working your body overtime.

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zHUNDRED - Overtime

Mishon - So F’n Beautiful Lyrics and Video

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[Chorus]
You’re so fucking beautiful
So fuckin beautiful
You are, yeah, you the baddest on the planet
Single handed, you stole my heart like a bandit, for real
You’re so fucking beautiful
So fuckin beautiful
You are, you’ve been driving me bananas
Wish I had a camera, cause girl you set the standard,
For real

Whether you sinking in the mirror
Putting on mascara, putting on your pistilla
You don’t see me watching you busy switching your herer
Expression on your face as you was hoping for better
You kill me, you didn’t hear this love
Do you not really, see you’re a work of art
Before the make up, soon as you wake up
I just wanna kiss you and hug you
Girl I can see it even if I was stevie wonder
Cause girl

[Chorus]
You’re so fucking beautiful
So fuckin beautiful
You are, yeah, you the baddest on the planet
Single handed, you stole my heart like a bandit, for real
You’re so fucking beautiful
So fuckin beautiful
You are, you’ve been driving me bananas
Wish I had a camera, cause girl you set the standard,
For real

Yesterday we make other picture gets clearer
Baby you a winner, I’m happy to be with ya
Everybody’s got insecurities, yeah I hear you
But girl your love take my breath away yeah like a hickup
Yeah I made you giggle, uh, we getting somewhere fast
You won’t need to stare up in that class
Added make up to show you bad
Baby I could have told you that
You crazy, how could you not know that
You look amazing, no matter where you’re at
Before the make up, soon as you wake up
I just wanna kiss you and hug you
And if you ever thinking, you need to sit down and wonder

[Chorus] x 2
You’re so fucking beautiful
So fuckin beautiful
You are, yeah, you the baddest on the planet
Single handed, you stole my heart like a bandit, for real
You’re so fucking beautiful
So fuckin beautiful
You are, you’ve been driving me bananas
Wish I had a camera, cause girl you set the standard,
For real.

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Mishon - So F’n Beautiful

Lemarvin - Playin With Destiny Lyrics and Video

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Baby
We done come too far for this nonsense
Man, fuck that nigga
He ain’t got what we got
And you know that

You are the one
You are the girl of my dreams
Now this is a nightmare
Seeing you with him, yea

‘Cause we had a plan
How did you ever think that I had
And the second that things got bad
You went and ran with someone new

But he will never love you, love you
And not the way that I do, I do
I know that I should leave but something’s tellin’ me
I know it too

Girl, you’re playin’ with destiny
(You’re playin’ with destiny)
Girl, you’re playin’ with destiny
(The way it’s supposed to be)
Don’t throw away you and me
(Don’t throw away you and me)
Girl, you’re playin’ with destiny
(Playin’ with destiny)

I can do this this thing no longer, I’m sayin’
Can’t stand to think about you making love to him
Knowin’ that I turned us on many others
Foolishly faithful but never again

You are the one
You are the girl of my dreams
Now this is a nightmare
Seeing you with him, yea

‘Cause we had a plan
How did you ever think that I had
And the second that things got bad
You went and ran with someone new

But he will never love you, love you
And not the way that I do, I do
I know that I should leave but something’s tellin’ me
I know it too

Girl, you’re playin’ with destiny
(You’re playin’ with destiny)
Girl, you’re playin’ with destiny
(The way it’s supposed to be)
Don’t throw away you and me
(Don’t throw us away)
Girl, you’re playin’ with destiny
(Girl, you’re playin’ playin’ playin’)

It’s bigger than me
It’s bigger than you
You messed up our future over somebody who will..

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Heather Bright - Hands Tied Lyrics and Video

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If you're askin me if I
Know what real love feels like
If I ever loved anyone inside,
You can't be serious (serious)
Cause I was the one giving all I had
Kept my promises all intact
Better or worse I'll honor that.
I can show you all about love

Chorus:
Baby I can love you, love you, love you with my hands tied
I could please you, please you, please you with my hands tied
Everything you need is right here
It's just staring you in your face
Stop asking me if I'm ready
Cause this is just what I'll say
Cause I could love you, love you, love you
With my hands tied, with my hands tied,
with my hands tied, with my hands tied.

Don't ever question my love
I love hard despite the
Heart breaks I make light out
I've been around the..
I was the woman trying to patch it up
Not once did I say I've had enough
and I just seat all that to say
I can show you all about love ohh

Chorus:
Baby I can love you, love you, love you with my hands tied
I could please you, please you, please you with my hands tied
Everything you need is right here
It's just staring you in your face
Stop asking me if I'm ready
Cause this is just what I'll say
I could love you, love you, love you
With my hands tied, with my hands tied,
with my hands tied, with my hands tied.

Uh, let's stop acting like
we never loved in my whole life
'cause we both know the truth that
I can love you with one hand tied behind my back

[Chorus:]

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Gabrielle Aplin - Salvation Lyrics and Video

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You are the avalanche, one world away
My make believing, while I’m wide awake
Just a trick of light
To bring me back around again
Those wild eyes, a psychadelic set away
I never meant to fall for you but I
Was buried underneath
And all that I could see was white

My salvation, my, my
My salvation, my, my

You are the snowstorm, I’m purified
The darkest fairytale, in the dead of night
And let the band play out
As I’m making my way home again
Glorious we transcend, to a psychadelic set away
I never meant to fall for you but I
Was buried underneath
And all that I could see was white

My salvation, my, my
My salvation, my, my
My salvation, my, my
My salvation, my, my

My salvation, my, my
My salvation, my, my
My salvation, my, my
My salvation, my, my.

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Roderic - Just The Intro Lyrics and Video

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Here is Just The Intro Lyrics by Roderic

Now let me start out by seeing I'm blessed in upon this
my daddy took the pills and I ain't paddle top of nothing
I lost my cousin Tray had no hoodie on a nothing
tryin to see deep and all I see is rappers watches flood
and man I swear we need more young paddle let me water
'cause they wanna rest the shore, the felly never starving
so they out they're living ro, know that they back slide
no that they're back sliding but there's got once more,
been living with the timing 'cause when it rains it pours,
we come up in a time really any thing goes,
in a diam made a diam and for name named Keysha
swear to god I smoke strong things getting weaker,
strong medication no Lauryn Hill,
change my whole perspective when she told us to rebel,
all these pops on the rolling like the high with the hill
but still I'm daring to looking speak the source that I brill
the blood I'm media rare, lot of niggas cause
but I don't mean to go there just trying to get my buzz
I stop with the sale here, turning into a dug
been overcoming to fear, what I'm capable of, hold up!

Half things been since I left
snoozed on my buzz but the time up next
still like my diamonds blue cause, niggas still don't creep
last night was a movie and your girl in the grip, what's up!

You fuck around with them fuck arounds and as I get fucked with
I'm ten toes then you got some dutch it,
I flock with the realest boy who you club with,
being off with the sun shit,
and when the.. again a little more than nothing
I step any double of you boys you say you're stuntin,
you can say I'm travel on the base line
I'm something just tell me that, that you've been I'm a donkey
and this is just the intro homie,
y'all got em I heard rapping so resentful homie,
played y'all forbid games, out to 7 that stood
now method up the game, most an info homie what's up?

Prince Sole - Honey Lyrics and Video (Ft. MoniqueMartinez)

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'Honey' Lyrics - Prince Sole (Ft. MoniqueMartinez)
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She, simple as fine, fine as whatever be
She stays in designers, killin on felonies and
High class well, that’s an understatement
We painting the perfect picture, no line tracing
Imperfecting and loving, loving in other ways
We into deeper conversation, talking better days like
Letting go of the past, well that’s a hit decline
I’m talking aerish lessons, keepin in is taking time and
I don’t mind that, cause patience where my time at
Hit the climax, and we don’t wind back
Cause the love is where my grind at
Yeah, just me and my bitch
She hate when I say that,
A product of where she staying, she’s proud to say that
She came from that dirty, dirty true side of town
Grew up with no father figure, widow come around
Loosin tears of the lost years that are bound to come
She don’t let go, but we’ll start at once

[Chorus]
Feeling on your love and I can’t get you out of my mind
You’re the only one, you’re the only one
Honey, yeah, I need your loving
Honey and I need your loving

She love that, she love it, love it, and hate it, hate it
She hate that she love it, said that my mind made it
Ah, this way, only time I play is foreplay
Never play with minds I never play with hearts
Mind blowing love like courtney, ah
Moments of silence for mister kobain
All apollogies to your past, ain’t here to shame
Sold the world for your heart, no plan intended
But your love was a start and then my world ended
Can’t come the conclussions cause she keep runnin off
Chapter after chapter girl, you keep on coming strong
I applaud yo, I applaud that, cause you my baby
Now give it up, give it up, for my first lady

[Chorus]
Feeling on your love and I can’t get you out of my mind
You’re the only one, you’re the only one
Honey, yeah, I need your loving
Honey and I need your loving
Honey and I need your loving
Honey and I need your loving.

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The Kid Daytona - Glass Table Girls (Remix) Lyrics and Video

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Glass tables, white powder
Do the right thing, try to fight power
But it’s after hours, and you staying up
And all the free alcohol just ain’t enough
And these ladies fuck, early as hell
Hear curly in your skin, wherever you chanel
Freckles on yoru face, now I can tell
Cause the sun coming up as I bring you down
To my boys loft, feels like slow motion
Elevated to the crib when the doors open
You from wilamina, well she’s from far
And if I’m next, introduce you tomorrow
That’s my homie, she just came back from Capetown
She canadian, but staying in the stage now
Playground, full of drugs, anything you want
I’ma sip and smoke the rest so it’s in the…
Heels got her looking like she can play the part
6 inches, now she staying 6’ 4’’
How will the night end, that’s a coin toss
Has the cheers, I’ma try to make both cost
That’s when her homie came through
Said the table waas fresh, the ride from peru
Red eyes with the center it’s blue
Thought I found a good girl, instead it was you

It’s a part, to win, open my window
Open up, close to me, open the doors
This is, a happy house,
With happy … a happy house
Oh this is fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun,
Whoa, whoa, whoa,

And it’s 7:07 now, so high that you prolly get in in heaven now
I know you heard how I get around
Not a radio, but digital, won the underground
Open up to my page in the sauce mag
Reading lines or you sniffing lines off that
She put her face in the launch pad
And started taking off clothes and all that
I’m thinking like what is this?
What type of life am I living?
My brown skin on her olive skin
My nature all up in her exiteness
Swear I never met a hotter bitch
As she walked around the crib bottomless
Caviar and cocaine, asked her where she going
She said both ways
I asked her where she going
She said both ways

La, la, la, la, la, la, la
I’m so gone, so gone, so gone, bring out the glass tables
Because 7:07 now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
I’m so gone, so gone, so gone, bring out the glass tables
Because 7:07 now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
I’m so gone, so gone, so gone, bring out the glass tables
Because 7:07 now.

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