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J. Cole - Lil' Niggaz Lyrics and Video

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'Lil' Niggaz' Lyrics - J. Cole
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Yeah, Ain't nothin but to do it, Nigga that's true
A quarter milli and a Buick, Nigga guess who?
It came to me like the dream that I once had
Niggas said I couldn't do it, then I bust through
And now I'm flying worldwide, singing rap songs
Fucking all the bad hoes that I once knew
And busted nuts for all the times I was shitted on
See now it was once fuck me, now it's fuck you
Clearly, now hear me
Back with a vengeance, hope you niggas feel me
Cut me deep and know it hurts severely
I'm a forgiver, I still love you dearly, sincerely
It's Truly Yours, bout to stack another quarter milli
Nigga got a quarter milli, don't be silly

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J. Cole - Blowin Smoke Lyrics and Video

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'Blowin Smoke' Lyrics - J. Cole
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Blowing smoke, showing growth, no one's close
Never mashing brakes on breakbeats or going broke ever
Never, Rozay rich forever
Learn how to take a punch can't be a bitch forever
Cause it's gonna come, if not from a fight
With that big ass bully nigga you never quite liked
And just from life, knocking you on your ass
Turning off all of your lights like Teddy Pendergrass
Or mama on her last dollar, tryna stretch it
Gotta pay electric, gotta pay the water
Why she wanna a daughter when it's hard enough tryna raise two boys
Back in the days, I would've hated on the new boys
Just saying, cause the radio was just playing
And I heard one of their songs and my nigga sang along
And I'm thinking to myself, damn they came and went
A couple singles but could never be the main event
Without substance, something for them to grab on
Wonder if niggas know they time is short and they won't last long
I ain't even certain, one day they love you
Next day they put the niggas you put on above you
I let you niggas talk, it ain't no need to interrupt you
Cause my album 'bout to be the biggest fuck you
And don't worry, we'll let you back on the train
Riding Jermaine, once you see these niggas not in my lane
I pray to god end they reign
I fucked a bitch I used to dream about
And could've died when I came from disbelief
Now I don't wish to speak on a name, that shit is weak
We the new lost boys, shouts to Mr. Cheeks
Shouts to Queens, getting money regiment with my getting money regime
I'm a money machine, developing the routine, nah mean?

Nah mean, nah mean?
That was like a Jay Z drink
Nah mean, Nah mean, nah mean, nah mean?
You know how I used to say it
Nah mean?
B-r-r-ing, warm up

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J. Cole - Bitchez Lyrics and Video (Ft. Bas & Omen)

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'Bitchez' Lyrics - J. Cole Ft. Bas & Omen
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[Intro: J. Cole]
Damn we got bitches, and they bring bitchez
Fuck all y'all niggas, y'all niggas bitchless

This is dedicated (yo turn my vocals up)
You know who this is dedicated to

[Hook: J. Cole] X2
Me and my niggas fuck all the bitchez
Damn we got bitchez, and they bring bitchez
Fuck all y'all niggas, y'all niggas bitchless
Where did your bitchez go?

[Verse 1: Bas]
Damn, you niggas so bitchless
Swear it's a mystery to y'all how to get to the drawers
Like Bas, why you gotta say bitch when you swear?
Bitch, I don't care
Damn, you niggas so bitchless
Swear it's a mystery to y'all how to get to the drawers
Got a bitch like a diamond
Bitch got her flaws
See the switch when she walk
Give the bitch an applause
My bitch, call her my bitch if I want
Fly to another continent if I want
Ride through the projects if I want
Type of chick keep me home, but I won't
Gotta roam out of town, paying due getting high
Til' I put a fiend flag on the moon, cutie pie
Say she want a shirt and a hat too, that's cool
She be waking up in [?] that's true, nigga

[Hook X2]

[Verse 2: Omen]
Yeah...TDK
TDK
Shots to these niggas, and I'm known to treat hoes like Stevie J
Gone off the Henny I'm beyond faded
Damn y'all lookin' so dehydrated
Why y'all lookin' so dehydrated?
Y'all so thirsty and I'm her favorite
I don't talk much, but I say a lot
Then when I stroll to the back, red cup game come and take a shot
When we sweating in the dark don't run
Throw it back like you're inside the park, home run
She a square but that ass rotund
She let me cut so I'mma ride shogun
Know you heard about the backstroke
I can make your perm turn to and afro
I got dumb hoes, bad bitches
Nice girls, classy women
I'm too official
Clean view, nigga too official
Call a nigga dawg, I'm calling her a bird, talking to the pussy cat I'm Dr. Doolittle

[Hook X2]

[Verse 3: J. Cole]
They say grief is the price of love, fuck love!
I'm out in D.C. what's the price of love, I'm tryna
Get into something like a virus
Get lucky like I'm Irish
Born broke I'mma die rich
Steve Jobs of the projects
Pete Rock with a South twist
When the beat drop nigga drop heat like a teapot
Nigga [?] on the knowledge
Once again it's on
A nigga cash never been this long
A nigga passion ain't been this strong
I'm in the zone
Know to slang dick like it's ten inch long
Open wide get my bid'ness on
Young Dennis get my menace on
No old dog, more like more cane
Get dough, fuck hoes that's a full life thing
'06 I was po' like rain
Flow sick and I don't like lames
Stop playing, bitch

[Hook X2]

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J. Cole - Revenge of the Dreamers Lyrics and Video

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'Revenge of the Dreamers' Lyrics - J. Cole
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[Verse 1]
I'm in the zone this year, it's all fire, nigga check my attire
Your worst fear is confirmed, your reign at the top expires this year
No application, I'm higher this year
This a dedication to that bitch who slashed my nigga tires, oh yeah
I knew about you, bitch I knew about you
Came up on a good nigga, he ain't have a clue about you
Tried to tell that nigga, don't trust that bitch as far as you can smell a nigga
But you live and you learn
On these road to riches niggas bound to miss a few turns
Don't let the bridges that you cross turn into bridges you burn
You're bound to miss a few turns
Don't let the bridges that you.. fuck it, you don't hear me
Look, ayo I walk along this long harbor of life and sit on the piers
Reflect on my pain and shit on my fears
Should I feel an ounce of guilt that I outdid all my peers?
Or write my name in the sky and show them niggas I'm here?
This one is for the history books, picture me shook or failin'
This is revenge of the dreamer
Misery took a million of my niggas' hopes from 'em, don't even know some 'em
No more, the coke numbed 'em, no suicide notes from 'em
They killin' theyselves, slowly killin' theyselves
Five iPhones dropped, my nigga still in the cell
He said he found God, shit, I doubt it, to each his own
Whatever keeps you strong to get up out it, we need you home
Cause see a war's goin' on outside, I 'bout cried
When that boy that the cops shot died, my mouth wide open from shock
Sick and tired of hopin' it'll stop
This pen the only hope that I got, I open up shot, and break out

[Hook]
Got what you want, I got what you need
My heart on my sleeve, watch me bleed, I break out!
Dreamville is the team, my team ill and the feins
And ye' ain't real as you seem, and we can tell, nigga
Fuck what you think, cause if your shit don't stink
Nigga my shit won't sink, cause it can't, I break out!
I gotta break the fuck up outta here
Dreamville is the team, my team ill and the feins
And ye' ain't real as you seem, and we can tell, nigga

[Verse 2]
War stories, got tour stories
Pop four whores on the top floor stories
Niggas know, every verse is worth a brick of blow
Just a seven figure nigga got the game in figure four
I know at times I'm hypocritical, you niggas dig it though
I fuck until my dick be sore, leave bitches walkin' pigeon toe and break out!
On to the next bitch, homie
Your new chick, that's my ex-bitch, homie, in fact I'm still logged in her Netflix, homie
Just make sure she cook you breakfast, homie
Her bacon slimmin' but her eggs get runny, funny
So many bombs, you'd think Flex get money, from me
Cole world but my neck get sunny
Now I don't fuck around with hoes from reality shows
Or blow up dolls, cause I don't like havin' sex with dummies, love me
No disrespect meant, honey, this just a compilation of my observations
While trapped in this God-forsaken nation
Shit, but since we makin' conversation
I've been thinkin' me and you would make a bangin' combination
I know that you mad, I know what I said
But my dick be arguin' with my head, all you with the bed, well if so let's break out!

[Hook]

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Yelawolf - Box Chevy V Lyrics and Video

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'Box Chevy V' Lyrics - Yelawolf
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I’m at the gate like a race horse
Made in the A of course that... for Alabama,
I’ll be damn if I say Georgia!
Tennessee and this bitch,
I got some Hennessey that’s been paid for.
Gimmie that big bottle, fuck it, if I break it, I pay for!
My lady’s laying in the Chevrolet, and I say, “Lord,
Thank you for giving me this baby girl on a swayed horse!”
Yeah, this ain’t no game forward
I’m pushing both ties till I die
And them till my legs sore
Folks, I gotta sit for
Possible raining, siting in the floor
Better protect George!

Hook:
Bitch, I’m in my Chevrolet, my box Chevrolet
Got that ...in case you want to lay
I’m in my Chevrolet, my box Chevrolet
Let’s go get you oky doke
And ride all round all day.

Still, hitting ‘em corners in the low pros, girl
I’m an American rock and roll Grammy, baby
Five generations have taken pictures with grand dames
The Chevrolet slim shady, there’s no way you can save me!
Best bo flex, you’ve never seen such
Word on my window, like who I am doesn’t mean much
Burning, tread up a thousand dollars, my ties with a clean touch
Six hundred horses running behind a mean clutch.

Hook:
Bitch, I’m in my Chevrolet, my box Chevrolet
Got that ...in case you want to lay
I’m in my Chevrolet, my box Chevrolet
Let’s go get you oky doke
And ride all round all day.

Yeah, windows wash, dripping like a glass house
It’s craze on the dash, leather is smelling like Ralph Lauren
Feel like I’m watching television on a couch Lauren
I must be dreaming, leaning back inside the chariot.
Get on the back of this truck, my... I carry it
Watch Alice in Wonderland, fill up my cup with Jack D
And get my fucking keys, so that I don’t wreck it
Let me come sit on the passenger’s side and check it
How does it feel from over here? Oh, bless it!
This is for all the Chevies that I collect it
Big trucks, low riders, whatever the best is to you
Man, I just wanna give you a message, oh
I used to sit on sidewalks like every day
Watching .. and trunks, and don’t skip hella pay
But I just .. my vision and never quitting
And man, I’m sitting in my vision with a vision to celebrate.

Hook: (x2)
Hook:
I’m in my Chevrolet, my box Chevrolet
Got that ...in case you want to lay
I’m in my Chevrolet, my box Chevrolet
Let’s go get you okey dokey
And ride all round all day.

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Kirko Bangz - Hoe Lyrics and Video (Ft. YG & Yo Gotti)

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'Hoe' Lyrics - Kirko Bangz Ft. YG & Yo Gotti
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When I think about you, I think hoe
When I dream about you, I think hoe
It only took me some hours to hit, I think hoe
When I see you at my niggas crib, I think hoe
When you pull up in your whip, I think hoe
Act different when you get your chips, I think hoe
Wouldn't do it for your homies, do it for your bitch, hoe
Hoe

These hoes only fucking with a nigga, with them figures
You ain't got it, them bitches ain't fucking with you
Stop saving these hoes, fuck these bitches
Stop bringing them around a real nigga
‘Cause a hoe gonna be a hoe and a bitch gonna be a bitch
Don't put your dick up in a hoe that make you money
And these hoes fucking different niggas every night
But she still be up in church every Sunday
So bitch, tell the DJ play my shit
And tell your home girls to get with it
Don't be ashamed to be a hoe, if you a hoe, then let them know
You getting money and they need to fuck with it

When I think about you, I think hoe
When I dream about you, I think hoe
It only took me some hours to hit, I think hoe
When I see you at my niggas crib, I think hoe
When you pull up in your whip, I think hoe
Act different when you get your chips, I think hoe
Wouldn't do it for your homies, do it for your bitch, hoe
Hoe

When I wake up in the morning, I think dough
Bad bitch, fall for all the rap niggas, she a hoe
Got a 100 thousand likes and a million something followers
I'm a street nigga, I'm just tryna get my dollars up
Kirko Bangz and my nigga YG
Yo Gotti, trill nigga, ask your hoe about me
Real nigga shit, don't do that, get your feelings hurt
Want a red bitch in a mini skirt
Chanel boots, Celine purse
Shorty not a stripper but can make it twerk
When you think about me you think bread
When I think about you, I think head

When I think about you, I think hoe
When I dream about you, I think hoe
It only took me some hours to hit, I think hoe
When I see you at my niggas crib, I think hoe
When you pull up in your whip, I think hoe
Act different when you get your chips, I think hoe
Wouldn't do it for your homies, do it for your bitch, hoe
Hoe

These hoes gonna be hoes
You cuffing and loving her, but she fucking on the low
And I'm like damn, bitch, what you saying?
Hoe, you know you got a man
But she gonna fuck all the niggas that all the bitches is fucking
And she gonna post all them pictures that she don't look like in public
She gonna be in the club, bottles popping, she boppin'
When the sparkles start coming, bitches start table hopping
And I'm like every city we go, every other video, there she go
I see the same dusty ass hoe, I see the same hoes

When I think about you, I think hoe
When I dream about you, I think hoe
It only took me some hours to hit, I think hoe
When I see you at my niggas crib, I think hoe
When you pull up in your whip, I think hoe
Act different when you get your chips, I think hoe
Wouldn't do it for your homies, do it for your bitch, hoe
Hoe

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Isaiah Rashad - Heavenly Father Lyrics and Video

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'Heavenly Father' Lyrics - Isaiah Rashad
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Now everybody telling me a lie
Lordie, give me something for my soul
See, I don't wanna think of suicide
So please don't take the luck yet out my dough
See, I been tired of fucking all these girls
And I been tired of spending all my dough
And if I get my story to the world
I wonder if they'd book me for a show
See, you can't handle pressure on your own
So why you carry boulders by yourself?
They stole the story, they tell it wrong
And glorify the horror and the rough
And mama call me, tell me coming home
And I just need some guidance in my steps
I know I’m not the only one alone
I know I’m not the only one who felt

Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?

Now I'm praying that I make it 25
Baby, call a doctor for my health
I know it's kinda hard to say the drugs
‘Cause I been having problems with myself
And I been asking questions, where the Lord?
And they don't give me answers, just a check
And they don't know my issues as a child
‘Cause I was busy cutting on myself
We're hanging from the playground when in Rome
Until you got a rope up on your neck
And I been losing more than just my mind
And gathering enough of self-respect
And daddy, why you call me while you drunk?
And why you never love me when I need it?
And I don't wanna be like you no more
And I been tryna cope, I’m getting real

Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?
Heavenly Father, why are you so far away?

I smoke too much, the problems of a 20 something
I drink too often, there's liquor pouring from the faucet
You would assume by following the tunes
That I’m doomed to die young, addicted to dry plum
These bitches ain't shit and pussy is my greatest vice
I love smoking weed, I hate advice
I know some niggas that talk good
The wise men from a long line of bitch made and bridesmen
You never had nothing but fucking dreams
You just caught up in the hype
The fashion and so it seems the limelight
I know that I rhyme tight
No need for your two cents and burning your blueprints
These people think I really give a fuck about the shit they give a fuck about
Just need a moment of silence, just close your fucking mouth
Infatuated with violence, gun in my fucking mouth
So you don't even know that I’m serious, know what I’m talking 'bout
So like you got punchlines for days
So generic your flow, you’re too cold, you're aged
And I punch lines for days
So generic your flow, you’re too cold, you're aged
And I’m so misrepresented by niggas that claim trill
And they souls was never in it
And I'm so misrepresented by niggas that claim trill
They souls was never in it

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Isaiah Rashad - Cilvia Demo Lyrics and Video

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Who's that creeping through the city in that dark ass tint?
Misdemeanor on the way, yo
I slide in my rimless Bentley, no tights, I’m gymnast
Bending blocks, my world of Legos
Now baby, hold that wheel while I'm rolling up
Hopefully she old enough up
To purchase that liquor, what I need from the store
She understands her selection, advance her affection
And fears my rejection, never needing a hoe
I got plans to be that nigga, I know you met him as a child
He gave you 10 bones, don't sweat it, don't wile
Be cool for a minute, '93 'Til be cool for Emmett
The hung soul a rapper goes rapping those wrapping woes up
Defying foes, lying toes, weapons on tuck
Malcolm, they tackle for belief in the movement
But Rashad got applause for releasing the music

Now sometimes I be getting higher than a bitch
Smoking all my lows, put the fire to the spliff, what up, now what up
I've been getting higher and higher
And higher and higher, now what up, now what up, now what up

Niggas stepping in the swimming pool, invincible
Women I pursue get lost in this
Middle of the summer's in Miami
Kembe with me, Henney, sipping shots like I bought it for him
I'm a brown skin small waisted
I'm creeping with my ball faces, I like her titties, too
I like her attitude, I like her flexible
She got a baby due, I think she bisexual
At least I hope so
I glance to that little grown man at her front door
He looking at me like I looked at pops when he come for
My mama as a toddler I was selfish this ain't nothing new
I can spend a couple 22s if I want to
I save it for the tour, the allure of the gap tooth
Rap toose, in shape of something
I always knew he would make it something
He got schemes to smoke green
And make him some, take ‘em son

Now sometimes I be getting higher than a bitch
Smoking all my lows, put the fire to the spliff, what up, now what up
I've been getting higher and higher
And higher and higher, now what up, now what up, now what up

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Isaiah Rashad - Tranquility Lyrics and Video

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Well, thank God for the shooter
And thank God for the leader
And think hard for a message
Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer?
Tranquility for a Brutus
And hard road for a Caesar
Well, who came from the heavens?
They killed for a blessing, they gonna do it to Jesus
And thank God for the shooter

Them hard streets make a militant man
Fuck a bitch, be as real as you can
Our education, they tend to say we killers again
But I'd rather give this living a chance, I'm getting patience
I wonder if the world is gonna see us, it's just niggas
They treat lyrics like I hold triggers like I make difference
Then downplay, what I'm given like I'm no different
They make me wanna move to my aunt's house
I've been on pills since a little one
Start with Advil then we level up
I wonder if my son gonna trust me, out a song so ugly
By his moms, ain't mean to see the world so crummy
They got Tec 9's for Jesus
So I figured that the second coming wasn't never coming
Go figure heaven is a hassle ‘cause
They don't even want a nigga back in Africa

Well, thank God for the shooter
And thank God for the leader
And think hard for a message
Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer?
Tranquility for a Brutus
And hard road for a Caesar
Well, who came from the heavens?
They killed for a blessing, they gonna do it to Jesus

Well, thank God for the shooter
And thank God for the leader
And think hard for a message
Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer?
Tranquility for a Brutus
And hard road for a Caesar
Well, who came from the heavens?
They killed for a blessing, they gonna do it to Jesus
And thank God for the shooter

Some of us fall and some of us hover
Some of us shooters and some of us lovers
I see the sum of it all, I'm running for cover
Invite you for supper, but really they hunt you
Was really 300, was really a gangster
Was really the prey, was really in danger
I'm willing to pray, I'm feeling the angels
Is liquor the savior? This moment contain us
I ride to the far side, I'm looking for peace
Just spread the cigar wide, a moment of ease
Hard benches for my brothers that be roaming the streets
We don't always be the leaders that they want us to be
I'm just hoping that she praying while she down on her knees
See, I often treat these hoes like their fathers would be
Good Lord, my flaws, blind you, got time for it, my flaws

Well, thank God for the shooter
And thank God for the leader
And think hard for a message
Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer?
Tranquility for a Brutus
And hard road for a Caesar
Well, who came from the heavens?
They killed for a blessing, they gonna do it to Jesus

Well, thank God for the shooter
And thank God for the leader
And think hard for a message
Blink art on pedestrians, what are you, a believer?
Tranquility for a Brutus
And hard road for a Caesar
Well, who came from the heavens?
They killed for a blessing, they gonna do it to Jesus
And thank God for the shooter

And thank God for the shooter
Thank God for it

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Young Breed - Give Her What She Wants Lyrics and Video (Ft. Omarion)

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'Give Her What She Wants' Lyrics - Young Breed Ft. Omarion
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Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it

So I done that, done everything here
Purse, house, car, done everything big
If she want another whip then fuck it, I get the whip
Gotta put a lot of work into flying round here
Breakfast in bed, I…like to spoil all my bitches, they repay me with head
I give her best of the best ‘cause she the best with the sex
Marc Jacob, wake up, the Giussepes are set

Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it

What a woman needs every now and then
That is if you wanna keep your thing together
When she tripping and bitching, she still Gucci
She…she ain’t feeling the club, we rent a movie
…44 suites, we can do this every week
All she gotta do is ask, it’s whatever for a queen
Never let you little suckers intervene
With this love thing of ours, we a money making team

Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it

Give her what she wants, when she want, the perks of riding with a boss
A house with the picket fence, we ain’t got a petty bitch
I’m flipping quarters, baby, I got plenty since
Give her what she want, when she want it, when she asks
I’m a young Al Capone, baby, I’m all about the cash
Cash masseuse, LV shoes, Cartier wrist, yeah, I plan on making moves
Ride with your boy, I’m headed to the top
I try to keep you by my side like my motherfucking Glock

Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it
Give her what she wants, when she want it

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Iamsu! - Only That Real Lyrics and Video (Ft. 2 Chainz & Sage The Gemini)

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'Only That Real' Lyrics - Iamsu! Ft. 2 Chainz & Sage The Gemini
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[Hook: IamSu!]
I'ma throw this money (don't stop go crazy)
I'ma make it back (don't stop go crazy)
Said I'ma throw this money (don't stop go crazy)
And I'ma make it back (don't stop go crazy)
Only that real shit, that's what I'm talking about
Only that real shit, that's what I'm talking about
Only that real shit, that's what I'm talking about
Only that real shit, that's what I'm talking about

[Verse 1: IamSu!]
Found [?]
You can hang with us baby but you cannot stay
Bitches love a nigga you would think I'm Dre
I told her throw it back for a R-A-C-K
Don't stop get it get it one time for real
I know you got big dreams on your mind for real
I heard you trying to sing do wanna sign a deal
Or you wanna fall back just take your time and chill
I be out in New Orleans like please believe me
If you really fucking with me say Yeah like Jeezy
Ooh yeah, you like that I like that too
She got kicked out the club I brought her right back through
I got the juice like that, I could get away with murder
And if you ain't knowing you should go ahead and learn it
Burn it, hot shit cut it out like a surgeon
I'm splurgin on fly shit until the day that they bury me

[Hook]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
My role model used to drive a Saab
Still got every chain I had from the store
Just a victim of identity theft
Them ho niggas, order Victoria Secret car
Figured your mom would have aged on
Money talk so I say song, play some
Why every time I do a feature, it feel like I ate some
Real shit, got the A locked with my rollie on the west coast
Call it bay watch, nigga they watch nigga
Put it in a safe box nigga
Put a fucking dread lock in her head
Throw this money, the trap my habitat
Woke up with money, cause I went to sleep with racks
Real shit

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Sage The Gemini]
This is why you know I'm the man
You say you hot but you ain't busting like a lava lamp
Breaking hoes hard to my B-Boy stance
Making this money Bye-Bye like the N-Sync dance
I be running in your mama like it's my last steps
And I'ma balling ass nigga bank with Max Preps
Ooh yeah, I'm from Seven oh Seven
Used to be on [?] from the 7-Eleven
You know she order it down for a mac
She make it jump like I'm holding on an iPhone app
Like holla, give her that brain [?]
Ride it like a skateboard going hard off this Rocket Power
Now this is only for family
Take your girl bring her back Friday like Stanley
The best french man but you will not [?] me
Racks on racks so you cannot ban me

[Hook]

[Outro]
Don't stop go crazy x4
Yeah

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June - Big Pimpin Lyrics and Video (Ft. Big K.R.I.T.)

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(Verse: June)
Uh, big pimpin, chrome tippin
100 sparks full of gold nigga
Here livin life, getting money, just me and my niggas
Only for the real, stay out of the picture
It’s young boss from the M, loyal to the game
Ain’t no love for these hoes, just stick to the plan
And money talk real fast hope you understand
We pop bands on that ass make them bitches dance
Southside, baby
Posted in the cut, we gettin’ high baby
They say it’s all love, I’m ready to ball out
As long as the money comin she tryna go all night

(Hook x2)
I’m big pimpin, I’m big pimpin
I’m big pimpin, you know I stay sippin
I’m big pimpin, I’m big pimpin
I’m big pimpin, you know I stay sippin

(Verse: Big K.R.I.T.)
One time for the freaks
Two time for the bustas
Three hoes in my bucket, super cluckin’
Down to suck me, kiss and rubbin’ on each other
Ain’t no question that they fuckin’
Got that kush in all of my cups
I told er put that ass up and flex it
Worried bout that money, I don’t worry bout these hoes
Servin pimpin to yo bitch like I’m the dope mane
Since I can’t remember told er get it off the floor mane
She about it like you wouldn’t even know mane
Woah mane, I ain’t know that was yo hame mane
In the VI, you would think I had a show mane
Bill touch yo soul mane, chill train the go mane
We big pimpin, I’m gudda to the law mane

(Hook x2)
I’m big pimpin, I’m big pimpin
I’m big pimpin, you know I stay sippin
I’m big pimpin, I’m big pimpin
I’m big pimpin, you know I stay sippin

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Martin Garrix & Eva Simons - Animals (What We Like) Lyrics and Video

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'Animals (What We Like)' Lyrics - Martin Garrix & Eva Simons
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Nobody knows how I feel inside
But I let it out underneath the bright lights

Party all night, it’s what I came here for
What you came here for? What we came here for?
It’s about time, what you waitin for?
What you waitin for? What you waitin for?

But we come alive and we do what we like, yea
We own the night baby
We’re the fuckin animals

Nobody knows how I feel inside
But I let it out underneath the bright lights

Party all night, it’s what I came here for
What you came here for? What we came here for?
It’s about time, what you waitin for?
What you waitin for? What you waitin for?

(x2)
But we come alive and we do what we like, yea
We own the night baby
We’re the fuckin animals

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Mark Battles - Love, Hip-Hop Lyrics and Video (Ft. Joe Budden & Dizzy Wright)

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(Hook)
It’s like as soon as you see me I always gotta go
Our money never changes, the same as before
Tat my name on you just to let them niggas know
That that thing is still mine even when I’m on the road
Love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop

(Verse)
Grind til I’m collapsing, anything to make it happen
Even when she out I know she comin home to daddy
And when I’m on the road send me flix to keep me happy
Let me get it anywhere, even in the backseat
Nasty, but only when she gotta be
Always keep it solid cus I know that you will ride for me
Say you proud of me
Cus I took us out of poverty
Enjoy the other side of the economy but modestly
Hold me down like you been doing
Anything we run into, we can get through it
This music my life, I gotta stick to it
In town for a night, I gotta get moving
Wifey, but I ain’t had to put a ring on it
I just put you on my song and let you sing on it
Message my girl like a lame homie
I ain’t sweatin cus her body got my name on it

(Hook)
It’s like as soon as you see me I always gotta go
Our money never changes, the same as before
Tat my name on you just to let them niggas know
That that thing is still mine even when I’m on the road
Love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop

(Bridge)
Like life, it must be nice
And if I messed up once would you trust me twice?
And for rest of months would you love me right?
Despite the fact I don’t get to hit you up some nights right
Like life, it must be nice
And if I messed up once could you trust me twice?
And for rest of months would you love me right?
Despite the fact I don’t get to hit you up some nights right

(Verse)
Yo, show me true passion
I’m relaxin in the cabin and I’m dabbin
Smell, laughin to myself, how it all happened?
Imagining the aftermath after the madness
I’m loving the way that we stickin’ together, right
‘Cause this better life ain’t nothin’ without Ms. Right
So when I hold it down and you shut me down
You know you ain’t bein’ right
I try to tell her things, we in different lanes
You, finna miss the train I ain’t got time to be playin’
I told her before I knew I would know her
Things was moving a little slower, now they picked up
Now I’m ready to see where it gets us
But it’s all odds against us
You see it changing but I guess that comes with being famous
Love & hip-hop

(Hook)
It’s like as soon as you see me I always gotta go
Our money never changes, the same as before
Tat my name on you just to let them niggas know
That that thing is still mine even when I’m on the road
Love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop

(Verse)
She gon miss me when I’m gone
Kiss her on the forehead and tell er I won’t be long
She share me with the world, I gotta go and perform
But our bond is strong for us to whether any storm
I never do her wrong, no reason for her to ever think the worst of
She knew it’d be in second to my first love
Uh, gotta love the way that she react
Cus for her my passion’s aphrodisiac
City to city, first class, I even fly her in
Tell her pick a favorite city, we’ll try it again
Back by popular demand,
No bags, we can shop when you land
Love how you ride wit yo man
Love

(Hook)
It’s like as soon as you see me I always gotta go
Our money never changes, the same as before
Tat my name on you just to let them niggas know
That that thing is still mine even when I’m on the road
Love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop
That’s love & hip-hop

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Atozzio - Pay Back In Tears Lyrics and Video

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(Verse)
Mr. who do you think you are?
That you can go around and play with somebody’s heart
Committing love crimes and never is charged
But not this time
This time…

(Pre-Chorus)
Mr. thought that you got off free
But you’re gonna pay for all that you did to me
All the nights I cried, all the times you lied
Now it’s time for me to get my payback

(Chorus)
For you leading me on
Lying, doing me wrong boy
Yes you will pay back in tears
For you played with my heart
Leaving me here with these scars, boy
Yes you will pay back in tears

Oh no, I’m gon make you pay me
I’m gon make you pay me, yea yea yea yea

(Verse)
I’m gon hit you right where it hurts
Not sure if it’s gon be your heart or you’ll eat your furs, no no
And I’ll make you regret the day
The day that you made your biggest mistake

(Pre-Chorus)
Mr. thought that you got off free
But you’re gonna pay for all that you did to me
All the nights I cried, all the times you lied
Now it’s time for me to get my payback

(Chorus)
For you leading me on
Lying, doing me wrong boy
Yes you will pay back in tears
For you played with my heart
Leaving me here with these scars, boy
Yes you will pay back in tears

(Bridge)
Since there is no justice for us
We gotta take in our hands the law of love
No more nights spent tryna get over him
I’m gonna go out and do the same thing he did
And get a couple numbers and talk to a few dudes
And put him through the same pain that he put me through
And maybe keep a line, kiss less the next time
And if you don’t you could just push the rewind

(Verse)
Oh, I’m sorry don’t work for me anymore
No, no
Every single thing you did
Actually man can pay for it
Cause you’re guilty boy
Oh oh no no no no

(Chorus x2)
For you leading me on
Lying, doing me wrong boy
Yes you will pay back in tears
For you played with my heart
Leaving me here with these scars, boy
Yes you will pay back in tears

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Bryan J - Step Up In This Room Lyrics and Video

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Finally
Got you all alone
No interruptions
Girl you’re bout to get it on
Anticipating
What you bout to give
Touch my body
Do you think you can handle it?
Oh

All night long we be poppin and shit
Now you let me see you back it up
Down you girl, now twerk a little bit
I wanna see you back it up

You say you’re the best to ever do it
Here’s your chance to prove it
Gotta practice what you preach to me yea

(Chorus)
When you step up in this room
You know what I’mma do
Class is now in session
I’mma take your ass to school
Gonna drill you with this lesson
Baby this I promise you
When you step up in this room
When you step up in this room
Girl step up in this room
Girl step up in this room
Gonna drill you with this lesson
Baby this I promise you
You know what I’mma do
When you step up in this room
Girl step up in this room

I’ll pin you on the wall
Like your favorite poster
I’m working that body just like I’m pposed to
And now that your pants off
Trembling
With me and my tongue
It’s no delay

All night long I’m rocking this shit
I’m about to back it up
I gotta get a look at what I’m workin with
Why you backin up?

Thought you was the best to ever do it
Girl you gotta prove it
Gotta practice what you preach to me yea

(Chorus)
When you step up in this room
You know what I’mma do
Class is now in session
I’mma take your ass to school
Gonna drill you with this lesson
Baby this I promise you
When you step up in this room
When you step up in this room
Girl step up in this room
Girl step up in this room
Gonna drill you with this lesson
Baby this I promise you
You know what I’mma do
When you step up in this room
Girl step up in this room

I’mma turn the lights down low
Baby
I’mma do it nice and slow
Baby

I’m gon be the freak and cater to your needs
I’m gone be the one you’ll love love love
(Tonight) While you’re kissin my
(Tonight) The way you touchin now
(Tonight) Don’t break you off
(Tonight) Break you off, break you off

Bet you ain’t never had nothing like this, like this girl
So know what you gon get

(Chorus)
Next time you step up in this room
You know what I’mma do
Class is now in session
I’mma take your ass to school
Gonna drill you with this lesson
Baby this I promise you
When you step up in this room
When you step up in this room
Girl step up in this room
Girl step up in this room
Gonna drill you with this lesson
Baby this I promise you
You know what I’mma do
When you step up in this room
Girl step up in this room

Step up in this room, step step up in this room (x4)

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Priscilla Renea - Pitch Black Lyrics and Video

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(Verse)
Everybody’s got their dark
Everybody’s got their dirt
If you let me in your heart
I can care the rose if it hurts

(Pre-Chorus)
I don’t know what I’m lookin for anymore
Thought I loved but I never had you before
Even though you’ve got teardrops on your face
I just can’t look away

(Chorus)
Boy you shine so bright
On a pitch black sky
Can you save my life?
It’s getting dark outside
Got lost at the top of the highest mountain
Searching for the light and I think I found it
Yea you shine so bright
On a pitch black sky

(Verse)
Baby let me see your scars
Baby let me help you heal
Open up against my heart
I just like the way they feel

(Pre-Chorus)
I don’t know what I’m lookin for anymore
Thought I loved but I never had you before
Even though you’ve got hard time in your past
Boy I ain’t turning back, no

(Chorus)
Boy you shine so bright
On a pitch black sky
Can you save my life?
It’s getting dark outside
Got lost at the top of the highest mountain
Searching for the light and I think I found it
Yea you shine so bright
On a pitch black sky

(Bridge)
Pitch black, pitch black
Open up my eyes, I was so blindsided
Pitch black, pitch black
Always been looking for you

(Chorus)
Boy you shine so bright
On a pitch black sky
Can you save my life?
It’s getting dark outside
Got lost at the top of the highest mountain
Searching for the light and I think I found it
Yea you shine so bright
On a pitch black sky

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