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Soulja Boy - Hashtag Lyrics and Video

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'Hashtag' Lyrics - Soulja Boy
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[Chorus]

First things first, come to the crib
I'mma show you how Soulja Boy live
'Bout that life, sip that sip
Then i’ll show you how, how I get it in
We gotta go
Go at it, go at it, go at it
We gotta go
Go at it, go at it, go at it

Ain’t know you had it like that
I need one just like that
Pull up to the club and you know i’m so fresh
Let my diamonds do the work and I bet she’ll holla back
She blowin’ up my phone everytime she need that
Sex so good, yeah she wanna keep that
Put the tip in it, then I drill that
Come right now girl i’m tryna feel that

Girl you stealin’ the show
Everywhere that you go
Girl you already know
What we both lookin’ for

[Chorus]

Hash right back, stacks on stacks
Some like a P, but more of a Mac
Slide to the left, ran out there
Beast from the east but i’m reppin’ that west
Everywhere I go, yeah she know how I flex
She know that i’m the best
If a girl bad then I hit her up next
Hashtag we made it send it in a text

Girl you stealin’ the show
Everywhere that you go
Girl you already know
What we both lookin’ for

[Chorus]

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Soulja Boy - Hashtag



Example - Kids Again Lyrics and Video

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We'll be whoever we wanna be
We'll laugh in the face of teachers
We'll see wherever we wanna see
Run away from home they'll never reach us
I wanna feel oh so young today
I don't wanna do whatever they tell me
I wanna feel oh so young today
So let's behave like kids again
Kids again, kids again
Let's behave like kids again
Kids again, kids again
Let's behave like kids again

We'll be whoever we wanna be
Behave like despicable creatures
We'll see wherever we wanna see
We don't need Nintendo's, or Adidas
I wanna feel oh so young today
I don't wanna do whatever they tell me
I wanna feel oh so young today
So let's behave like kids again
Kids again, kids again, let's behave like kids again
Bring your friends, let's pretend, let's behave like kids again

Let's behave like kids again

I'm happy with you, but I need the truth
And I miss my youth, it was oh so simple
I'm happy with you, but I need the truth
And I miss my youth, it was oh so simple

Kids again, kids again
Let's behave like kids again
Kids again, kids again
Let's behave like kids again

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Plies - Money Bag Lyrics and Video (Ft. Problem)

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Came through stunting with a money bag

Keep them sucker niggas in my rear view
Stay loud, hater, I can’t hear you
Bought a new crib with the hill view
Squad god more green than the field do
Holla out, salute to my real troops
Head busting when we come through and peel roof
Got my bitch a new weave, it’s a deal booth
Throwing big green at a steel coupe
Shined up, never need to touch it
And we ain’t filling y’all, like an empty bucket
You fish just text like an empty socket
And I just dropped a fifth so I’m extra nutty
So I burp on my way, no one, no day
The west is behind me like my name Kanye
Fly everyday, no gotty pass
And I came through stunting with a money bag

[Chorus]

Came through stunting with a money bag

Picture me? No, sir! With a Mac, 90 wrap, with a D, sir
Stay course side, with a bitch war
Got bomb money on me if they do call
Fuck, nigger, you don't know me!
When you roll like that, you try to rob me?
If you with me and you don't shoot
Then be man enough not to fucking ask soon
I made a call to a bitch that got a boyfriend
A finger in her pussy, talking to her boyfriend
Got a Porsche in my pocket, all C-Notes
Got a face in my lap, all dick up
Still fuck a bitch in my by-C
Giddyup, on the floor, right beside me
Said a dick in er chest, I told her my bad!
One of you gon'leave with a shit bag

[Chorus]

I roll with my brother when he with me
Put a whole fifth, now the nigger dead
Got a stack eye paired, got a best sale,
I ain't coming out your mouth 'till your boat here
You ain't fucking with me, nigger, you got little money,
I ain't fucking with you neither, being told on me
I am grand on this end, ain't shit a hundred
Put a dope I don't wanna see the troll coming
All you niggers being broke, better tighten up
All you hoes ain't fucking, better bite up
Look how she looking at me, wanna eat a nigger
Them niggers gotta bitch, we the niggers!
Better snap out, or you get left, foul!
Can't get your bitch pregnant, she on death row.

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Plies Ft. Problem - Money Bag

Plies - Baking Soda Lyrics and Video (Ft. Tyga)

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[Chorus]

All I need is baking soda
Drop a four in the pot, make an ounce to a rock
Put it to your left
All I need is brown water
Heavy on the block, hit the strips, set up shops
Stay with a Glock
All I need is anehem
Hot chopper with a bend that’ll make a nigga ass shape
Grip the handle,
All my shit crack, nigga
All my shit crack, nigga

You ought to watch a nigger out here
And put cut on the yogurt,
We gon'sell you something that won't turn over
Hit y'all with a flip flail,
Beat the fuck off your cask
Now you're looking with your mask
And the games that I don't play,
And took a loss in a minute,
Nigger trapping a nigger ass, gotta feel it
I ain't spared nobody
Keep a head on the swift liner
Shit is got real creep,
Everybody out here tryna eat
Young niggers wild and all
See, you don't wanna ride with them
When it come to the cash I feel them
Breaking no loses
Everything gotta count
Breaking mine, I'll die to the ounces
All I need is a big lick, big chain,
Big practice, yeah, all I do is big things

[Chorus]

All I need is baking soda
And the funk, are you scared
That these niggers don't see you?
All I need a bad bitch
Who will suck me on the row
So I don't fall asleep driving with the dope
I'mma tell you what I don't need
And that's some nigger in my business
When I go to Carpoon take him with me
That's a lesson that I did learn
And the cracker get behind me,
Don't you turn off, nigger they will fool you
One thing that I d know, if they ask
And they search you, in your car,
You better tell them hand over
While my lawyer ain't with me,
Motherfucker ain't talking
I got a motherfucking ... in my pocket
If I get another cradle,
She will love me in the morning,
Look, I got me feeling like I'm Tony,
Take a look at me, I'm bad guy
Motherfucker don't want that,
I ain't never crossed a nigger who didn't
Have it coming

[Chorus]

All my shit crack, nigga
All my shit crack, nigga

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Bangladesh - Trixx Lyrics and Video

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[Chorus]

Don't offer them mollie
Tripping off them pills
Rolling around the club
Searching for them thrills
She wanna find love
That ain't paying the bill, no
Soon as she put them heels on
Money starts falling down
And all these niggers gon'run to the stage
She be dropping it low
'cause she now that she pay
She don't really wanna stop
She was stuck in the way
She be getting that money like
Every single day
I be throwing Benz in the sky
All she see is Benz in the sky
Tonight I just might drop a stack on a bad bitch

The way she moving that ass,
Making that thing do tricks for me
Drop a stack on the back, bitch
The way she moving that ass,
Making that thing do tricks for me

drop a stack drop a stack drop a stack
drop a stack drop a stack drop a stack

All she see is Benz in the sky

Niggers throwing their checks
'cause I love them I trade
To the town, slide down
I really do this shit
Heels to the sky
Ass in like wow
So I poke it out
And let it drop all the way to the ground
I need the mayo right now
Let it rain down

I be throwing Benz in the sky
All she see is Benz in the sky
Tonight I just might drop a stack on a bad bitch
The way she moving that ass,
Making that thing do tricks for me
Drop a stack on the back, bitch
The way she moving that ass,
Making that thing do tricks for me

I'm twisting off of your body
I'm going off of these bitches
I drop that foul, offer that deuce up
I just might go slip
Fall straight out of their 8 throw
Them diamonds up in your face
Bitch, I roll around in my niggers
Can't nobody do it like this

I be throwing Benz in the sky
All she see is Benz in the sky
Tonight I just might drop a stack on a bad bitch
The way she moving that ass,
Making that thing do tricks for me
Drop a stack on the back, bitch
The way she moving that ass,
Making that thing do tricks for me

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Bangladesh - Trixx

David Guetta - Shot Me Down Lyrics and Video (Ft. Skylar Grey)

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I was fine and he was sick
We road on the voices made of ..
He work a lot and I were wild
But he was always win the fight
Bang bang he shut me down
Bang bang I hit the grond
Bang bang the awful sound
Bang bang my baby shut me down
I was fine and he was sick
We road on the voices made of ..
He work a lot and I were wild
But he was always win the fight
Bang bang he shut me down
Bang bang I hit the grond
Bang bang the awful sound
Bang bang my baby shut me down

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CaliKidd - I Do It On Purpose Lyrics and Video

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We do it big, my money long
My pockets fat, all my bitches on
Flossing on purpose, flashing on purpose
Stunting on purpose, I do it on purpose
We do it big, my money long
My pockets fat, all my bitches on
Flossing on purpose, flashing on purpose
Stunting on purpose, I do it on purpose

Hundreds, fifties, twenties, tens
Ask about Cali, I get it in
Ride solo don’t need friends
Holla about my Benjamins
Bitch, I’m really getting bucks
Still be on that syrup
Leaning till I’m fucked up
Take a sip and cough it up
Throw it in the fridge and lock it up
Too many bad habits
Like smashing all these rabbits
Hit it like a south bitch
Ok, now I’m lying with it
Rock with it, ok, now smoke something
Let Pac hit it
Big cribs, big trucks, you downstairs, we live it up
Fuck a bitch whenever I’m tryna cut
Your bitch down to give it up
Maxed out her ass out, I’m cashing out
Get that cash and cash out, what you about?
Money talking, you x-ed out

We do it big, my money long
My pockets fat, all my bitches on
Flossing on purpose, flashing on purpose
Stunting on purpose, I do it on purpose
We do it big, my money long
My pockets fat, all my bitches on
Flossing on purpose, flashing on purpose
Stunting on purpose, I do it on purpose

Work so hard, they keep on paying me
Never can get a day for me
‘Cause your bitch keep on paging me
And I tax that ‘cause nothing’s free
Haters need to fall back
Yes, I think I’m all that
‘Cause I ball hard and I bounce back
And you stay weak like a bobcat
Have a ticked for my shoes
Walk straight out the Jimmy Choo’s
Dress like I’m about to hit a photo shoot
We bread winners, I can’t lose
I go shopping daily, stay clean cut like HD
I’m riding around, I’m getting mine
Pinch out look like spit and shine
Got these niggas nervous ‘cause your girl know that I’m worth it
Together we’ll look perfect
She know that she deserve it
Got these niggas nervous ‘cause your girl know that I’m worth it
Together we’ll look perfect
She know that she deserve it

We do it big, my money long
My pockets fat, all my bitches on
Flossing on purpose, flashing on purpose
Stunting on purpose, I do it on purpose
We do it big, my money long
My pockets fat, all my bitches on
Flossing on purpose, flashing on purpose
Stunting on purpose, I do it on purpose

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QuESt (FL) - Fuck You Mean Lyrics and Video

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Little one
Seventeen gunning for the
Number one
One year later went back to the slums
Shit fucked up
I tell my troops
No gavel, let it unravel
Spent it from my hard watch
My worst travel might feel fowl on the outside
I was in the car, points in the bar
Never kept scar
Nazi told me to rout their shorts
Before Scareface earned my applause
These broads came better than a Dave Chappelle skeet
Pray you felt it, ways are Celtic
My spirit is warrior
This is the story of Miami's
Chronicles told by a part of us
Me and my vicious crew, so sit back and listen through
What you did, turn off the screen?!?

[Chorus]

Fuck you mean?
There must be something wrong with your mind
Shit!
The fuck is up with your clapping,
Get your hand up out of my pocket!
Fuck you mean?
Must be out your mind or retarder
Shit!
Tryna stop what we started
Ain't no need for the trigger, we got it!
Fuck you mean?
Can we be going? We going
We be going where nobody's ever gone before
Can we be going? We going
We be going where nobody's ever gone before

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